#*pulp voice* i dont know why but i had to end it somewhere. so it ended there

[himbofreddynewandyke]

Ok this is complete #blasphamy and creamiscle will always be my ship, but I can't stop thinking about a Freddy/Eddie/Vic threesome

Vic's the one who orchestrates it, near the beginning right after the name scene before Freddy gets to know Larry, Vic and eddie are in bed after sex, and Vic's like, “so who's the skinny kid, Mr Orange”, and Eddie’s like, “some guy, petty dealer, we’ve never worked with him before but he came with a good referral”, and Vic's like, “I just know the kid's a fag, you see those looks he was throwing your dad's friend, try and get him here”, and eddie's unsure, he and vic have had threesomes with women in the past (where they both had to pretend they were only into her and not also each other) but this just seems different to him.

But Vic keeps pushing him so Eddie invites Orange back to Eddie's place in the guise of it being a business thing, and Freddy's secretly shitting himself b/c obvs Eddie is second in command and the Cabot heir so the LAPD wants him almost as much as Joe, plus Blonde is just intimidating (even if Freddy thinks he's kinda hot, god why does he find dominate men so sexy, keep it down newandyke, don't let your fag out, just do the job, you're super cool)

And when he gets there Eddie leads him into an office and Blonde's there, and Eddie starts going over the heist but Blonde keeps touching Freddy, not overtly at first just a hand on his shoulders and then both on his waist for a couple seconds to move him over a bit, and Freddy's freaking out, why's he doing this, Eddie doesn't even seem to notice that Blonde's manhandling him right in front of him. And Vic's just getting bolder now and is standing behind Freddy and running his hands down Freddy's side then thighs then over his crotch and pressing down on it, and this is right in front of Eddie who doesn't even blink and just continues talking about the job, and then when he finishes what he's saying, Blonde whispers in Freddy's ear "I think you'd better thank Mr Cabot here, hm?" and forces Freddy to his knees.

And Freddy's thinking, oh god oh shit they've figured it out I'm undercover, they were both fucking with me and now they're gonna shoot me in the head execution style, but Eddie kinda goes "Vic ..." in a voice he often uses to tell Vic to dial it down a bit, and Vic just shrugs n pulls Freddy up by his shirt (god god jesus he shouldn't find it so hot how easy it is for this guy to manhandle him) and freddy's thinking, "what's going on, maybe my covers not blown, maybe I'm gonna live after all" and then Vic pushes him towards Eddie slightly and suddenly Eddie's lips are on his and they're making out and he hadn’t thought about Eddie that way (tho he'd had a few good wanks over that mr white guy) but it's been ages since he's been kissed or even touched and Eddie's a good kisser, he finds himself opening his mouth slightly and deepening the kiss, and Jesus Fuck he's kissing Eddie fucking Cabot and then he sees Vic lean over his shoulder and nudge his head out of the way and then Vic and Eddie are kissing and a few other things are starting to click into place for Freddy, he's part turned on and part massively relieved this office isnt going to be his murder scene.

So Vic and Eddie lead him to Eddie's bedroom, and the bed is huge and Eddie lays down at the head of it with his head propped on a pillow while Vic kisses Freddy, he has to lean down to do so lololol, and Vic started undressing Freddy while making out with him, and Freddy''s kinda weak at the knees coz even if Blonde still scares him the submissive part of him would let him do anything, then Vic's talking to Eddie, "I Wanna see him blow you" and Eddie rolls his eyes and says, "Vic he's a person not a plaything, ask him", and Vic turns to Freddy and cups his face in his hand and says in this soft voice (that still sounds dangerous to Freddy) "you wanna blow Eddie baby, you wanna suck him while I watch?" n having his face being caressed and being talked to like that brings Freddy down into a sort of subspace and he nods and then hes on all fours on the bed over Eddie's legs, sucking his dick, and he can feel Blonde's hands on his back encouraging him, moving up to rubbing between his shoulder blades, and then Blonde's hand on the back of his head, pushes him down a bit and Freddy chokes, and Eddie says "Vic" in That Voice again and pushes Vic's hands off Freddy. and vic just lays on his side next to them after that watching them intently.

After Freddy makes Eddie come (he swallows it with both of them watching, which he usually does anyway, but he gets a feeling with these two like he doesnt have much choice in the matter), they all just kinda have their hands all over each other, and despite his reservations and still being scared, Freddys loving the attention from two guys at once, two pairs of hands touching him unpredictably, at one point eddie's sucking his neck and playing with one of his nipples while Vic's teasing the other nipple between his teeth, he’s embarrassed at how much he’s moaning and whining, and then Vic says to Eddie "wanna get him ready for me?" and Eddie rolls his eyes again and goes "ask HIM" and Vic does the same thing again, caressing the side of Freddys face and running his hand thru Freddy's hair and cooing "you want Eddie to get you ready for me to fuck you hm?" and Freddy nods and tries to say yes but hes feeling so out of his element and slightly embarrassed that he stutters twice trying to get it out, but Vics like "aw, you're cute" and moves Freddy so he's on his back with his head on the pillow where Eddie started off, and again Freddy finds it so hot yet disconcerting how easy it is for this guy to manipulate and move his body.

And then Vic's sucking at his neck and jaw and nips his earlob then his shoulder, it hurts a bit and Freddy thinks he even draws a bit of blood, but it feels so good, and he hears Eddie say "lift him up a bit" and feels Vics hands under his lower back lifting him up and pillow being slid under his arse to bring his hips up and then Eddie's fingers are in him, stretching him, Freddy feels overwhelmed with Eddie's fingers opening his arse while Vic has his mouth locked in a kiss that demands his full attention. And then Eddie beside them, pulling Vic's head away from freddy and towards him for a quick kiss, and Freddy barely has time to register it before Vic's between his legs, lifting them up, grabbing the lube that Eddie had tossed beside them and rubbing some over his cock, and then he's got the head of his dick pressed against Freddy's hole, he's sliding in slower and gentler than Freddy thought he would, even tho it still hurts coz his dick is in proportion to the rest of him, but he's not being nearly as rough as Freddy expected, running his hands down Freddy's sides, and it's starting to feel really good, Freddy’s letting out lil groans and gasps, he hasn't been fucked in a long time, the familiar pleasure-pain mix that he slightly hates himself for liking so much.

After a while Vic starts to speed up, grabbing his hips and doing some sharp shallow thrusts, laughing when Freddy whimpers, "oh you are cute, kid", he's leaning over freddy now, his arms on either side of Freddy's head, sucking his neck, nipping him, and Freddy doesnt feel like he could say anything, ask him not to leave marks.

Vic's not really looking at him, just staring down at where their bodies are meeting so Freddy closes his eyes for a bit, just trying to stop his thoughts and enjoy the fuck. He can hear Vic talking with Eddie and then Blonde's thrusts start to stutter a bit, he hears him say something like "god Eddie ... Eddie", Freddy opens his eyes and Blonde's still above him but is looking behind himself, he starts to stop a few times then presses deeper into Freddy, and hisses "Eddie..." again, and Freddy realises with a jolt that Eddie's inside Blonde, fucking him while he’s fucking Freddy, and Eddie starts sharply thrusting and Freddy can see his hands moving around Blonde's waist and stomach, every time Eddie thrusts it just drives Vic even deeper into Freddy.

Freddy's whimpering a bit, and Vic laughs and goes "god this guy's noisy" and Freddy feels embarrassed, he sees Vic turn his head and meet Eddie for a kiss, and Freddy desperately wants someone to kiss him, but doesn't want to ask for it, and doesn't want it to be from either of them.

Vic grabs Freddys dick and starts jerking him, making Freddy groan some more and Vic's like "yeah, you like that don't you baby, you love having my thick cock in you, hm?" and Freddy likes the dirty talk and feeling dominated, but he also feels slightly weird, Eddie's arms are around Blonde and he's kissing his neck and Freddy feels so so full yet bizarrely empty, like he's just a prop for Blonde and Eddie's lovemaking.

Vic turns and kisses Eddie again, then gives his attention back to Freddy, and is teasing him, "I wanna fuck you from behind next time ... have you on your hands and knees, or bent over Eddie's desk. Maybe we could even fuck you on Joe's desk one day hm, would you like that baby? You'd like me fucking you hard over Joe Cabot's desk, wouldn't you, but if we made a mess you'd have to lap it all up" and Eddie makes a noise behind Vic that he definitely does NOT approve of that idea and he slams into Vic hard and Vic grunts but he's still grinning widely, and god Freddy shouldn't find his fucked up dirty talk as hot as he does, but its no more fucked up than this whole situation is already.

[bladekindeyewear]

HS^2 bloggin’ mainline 2020-03-12

I have been told only a few things about the upd8 that just landed, over Discord by two people:

upd19 feat. 4,901,157 read it. now. note: the featuring note is accurate if in a different base than what you might be expecting

What the fuck does that even mean.

Okay Pretty good chapter.

...from another friend who VERY dislikes HS^2?  Oh shit.

I also glimpsed a post that may or may not have been about Homestuck at all at the top of my Tumblr feed for an instant that said “YES YES YES YES YES” in huge bold print.  I have no idea whether to be excited or nervous.

Okay, it’s not a Bonus update... let me comb through from an earlier page to be careful not to get a spoilerlook at the pagecount...

...huh.  That seems... like a conversation that would be up my alley, but not necessarily unique so far or worth all this crowing about.  I thought we were about to get Dirk-aliens with a full Horschestra backing... are we getting something else?

> CHAPTER 6. A Conversation Regarding Relevance

Hmmmmmmmm.  With the contrast between their reactions and this ominous buildup, there’s got to be a serious fun-twist coming.  Right?  --I’ll stop with that talk for the moment though.

space is vast. an unproductive statement, almost a tautology. [...]

Alright, that and the starry background are riffing the fuck off Star Trek.  Nice homage to Andrew’s roots.

the lives of the many are far too volatile and instinct-driven

Alt!Callie what the fuck are you doing.  This is intentional now.  You can’t play this off as “what’s a Star Trek”.

tautologies are, in general, reserved for stories. for narrative device. for finding new and inventive ways to tell an audience that which they already know.

God damnit she’s still doing it

neither of us ever able to convince the other of the righteousness of our stance. we were never meant to agree. it isn’t in our blood.

Blah blah overanalyzing classpect blah

when they scoff at my tautology ‘space is vast’, what do they really know? nothing. as far as any of them have experienced, space does not exist.

It’s still nice to see some real personality leak through on Alt!Callie.  We definitely know from her other self that she can develop quite a relatable and colorful one.  Have the years helped?

> ==>

dramantic pouse... ........

Also,

-look at that collar.  Damn, Callie, that is a collar

very few have stood and looked into the abyss, the true gulf of nothingness that spreads out around the single point of consciousness adrift in a constellation. all the combined weight of sentient endeavour would quail underneath that sheer, irresistible truth. the realization that they are so small, that the universe cares about their puny lives so very little. sitting in the glowing light of the stars this becomes even more apparent

In the official aspect quiz I never took the time to analyze, the aspects were put on a wheel where Space was a neighbor to Void, if I recall correctly.  I wonder how much those aspects engender feelings of goddamnit I’m doing it again aren’t I

...

are we out of orange juice?

Yesss let more personality Alt!Callie bleed through, more of it~

Wait, does Alt!Callie even taste through Jade?  Isn’t this remote control?  Is she vicariously drawing pleasure from Jade’s not-just-meat-or-candy mostly-human taste buds or?

> ==>

JADE: are you talking to me? JADE: because if you are i would like to remind you that i hate!! orange juice!!

OH FUCK YES!!! SHE’S IN THERE AND AWAKE!!! SHE STILL HAS AT LEAST ENOUGH AGENCY TO BE PRESENT AND ARGUE WITH CALLIE! YESSSSSS

no you don’t.

JADE: well i guess i never really had a strong opinion on it before JADE: but now i cant stand it!! JADE: its all you drink!

i like the pulp.

QUIT INADVERTANTLY FORCING SHIT ON JADE WITH NARRATIVESPEAK GIVE HER A BIT OF LEEWAY ALT!CALLIE YOU CONTROLLING--

JADE: its my body and i dont want orange juice! JADE: i hate pulp, and i didnt just make that up to spite you JADE: who wants strings in their juice?

i do.

JADE: ughhhhhhhhh

I have had friends hopefully fantasize about and/or therapeutically roleplay this exact situation with Jade breaking through and arguing with Alt!Callie’s control to make this all a fair bit more palatable but I didn’t dare to hope we’d get even THIS much

Maybe the HS^2 authors DO care about not leaving us wallowing in hopeless witness to the characters’ constant torture and existential turbosuffering!!!! :#D

i realize that jade’s situation is less than ideal from a characterization perspective, but i still politely point out that nobody likes a whiner.

Fuck you, this isn’t CALIBORN you’re trying to repress you asshole!  Leave Jade some AGENCY!!!!!  She deserves it!!

JADE: fuck you rude calliope inside my head!

YES EXACTLY

JADE: why dont you try being possessed by the spirit of some other version of a good friend of yours, and floated around a spaceship full of people you love JADE: unable to affect anything or say hello to anyone! JADE: then tell me about whiners!

i killed my brother and consumed him.

JADE: sounds like a you problem

Compromise and give her some agency finally come on compromise and give her some agency you red-text twatwaffle

i suggest to the witch that i have spent untold eons in the void between universes, waiting for the moment i would be needed to prevent the dissipation of reality as we know it. her appeals to emotion will not help her. i will remain unmoved.

Oh god damnit.

JADE: well i had to watch my boyfriend and my brother die in front of me on a tiny scaled version of a world that i shrunk for them! JADE: and then spend the next three years talking to myself, wracked with guilt that id killed them!

Oh. God. Damnit.  This had better not be where the Suicide trigger warning was coming from.  Are there going to be any characters left who DIDN’T emerge from this mess feeling suicidal?!?  (I mean if there were any understandable case it would be three years alone on the golden ship Jade but-- I mean COME ON, we have to discuss that in our FIRST GLIMPSE at her since the epilogues?!?)

> ==>

i remind the witch that my time was in the void, which is far darker and lonelier [...]

Oh fuck you don’t compare suffering as an excuse to COMPLETELY body-enslave and squash the agency of someone when you probably don’t have to.  You’re just doing what’s COMFORTABLE alt!Callie admit it.  There’s a way you could give her some leeway, I’m almost positive.

JADE: even if i had the powers of a first guardian, my brain still worked in modules of human pattern recognition! JADE: three years is a long time for a human teenager, i dont care how many of her molecules are made of a god!

(i love it when jade talks smart, that bit of the epilogues was a treat too, plz reveal more of the big brain on jade)

It seems Jade can’t see or quite understand the full import of there being a “narrative”.  Or THINKS she cant, because she still says:

JADE: your voice is impossible to read and i cant see your face

If she’s “reading” alt!Callie’s remarks, that means she’s breaking through to understand the narrative to SOME extent.  She might be one of the ones who learns to do that a little more and better in the future, especially with alt!Callie almost unintentionally training her to see it.

> ==>

Oh, good.  So A!C’s not above being considerate.  That’s a step in the right direction.

> ==>

D’aww, Jade conceding and trying to empathize like her usual self.  I appreciate it.  :)  --but Alt!Callie’s definitely in the wrong here.

JADE: but i think it is a very natural thing to be silly when you are used to being able to control your own body, but now cant

i will allow that, yes.

Thanks.  Learn some damned reason.

jade smiles. dave and karkat will always be a source of pain for her, a low ache somewhere in her center of gravity, but she is happy for them. she knows that there is really no other alternative for how to be. they chose each other over her, and they always will. they are the two people who matter to her the most in every universe, and that will not change, no matter how much she wishes it would, no matter how--

JADE: do you actually know that?

pardon me?

Oh, shit.

JADE: do you actually know that im doomed to pine over dave and karkat across every iteration of reality? JADE: like, can you actually see that? JADE: because youre a space player, like i am. JADE: i know that you are more powerful than me, but i dont think you can see other timelines any better than i can JADE: so i think you are just being dramatic JADE: for the “audience”, whatever the heck that means

i experience a moment of unease as jade looks at me. keeping her out of my thoughts is proving to be more difficult than i had first assumed it would be.

That’s a damned interesting question.  I was giving the narrative the benefit of the doubt, but given everything the Epilogues warned us about when it came to the narrators and alt!Callie’s occasional slips into her own bias, I really should have known better.

i had begun confident that i could keep her consciousness sleeping peacefully inside the shell of her body, tamed and quiescent, but she has proved to be more irascible than i initially gave her credit for.

JADE: heheh JADE: i have never been particularly tamable, and my consciousness is huge!

This might end up playing out more like my friend’s Jade-breaks-out roleplays than I initially assumed.  (What does she mean “huge consciousness” though?  Superpowered due to part-First-Guardian, like she alluded earlier in the conversation?  That never got much play before, so it’s great to see that potential realized here a bit...)

> ==>

...I’m a fucking idiot.  Of COURSE “huge consciousness” and the whole line around it was just an unsubtle double-entendre.  A small part of me actually wondered if it was and dismissed it as a clumsy reading in an instant.  How stupid am I?  Jade is the best.

If only this sort of thing worked on Cherubs.

> ==>

Yeah.  It really doesn’t.

...Alt!Callie, you are a fucking war-criminal for bottling all these double-entendres up where none of the others can appreciate them.

> ==>

JADE: you are a pretty tough crowd, evil callie JADE: but yes, i can hear most of what you are thinking to yourself JADE: it took a little while to separate it from my own thoughts, just like it did with dirk JADE: because thats what he was doing the whole time, wasnt it? JADE: controlling our thoughts JADE: making us believe things we never would, things he thought we SHOULD believe

Fucking excellent.  She’s definitely training herself on this shit.  The more people who have a harder time getting fooled by this nonsense the better.

jade knows all of this, i don’t have to tell her. she is a very bright girl, and even if she didn’t have partial access to my thoughts, she is good at compiling data and using it to fill in gaps. as she herself had rather licentiously mentioned, her brain is quite large.

C:

and all of these reasons are why i know i can count on her to be reasonable and realistic about her situation. i need a body to continue interfacing with this timeline, and her body is the only one that will do.

Dammit.  Trying to get her to logic her way back into keeping Alt!Callie in complete control.  That’s a tactic that will probably work.  :(

what about [kanaya], jade? she is a space player, it is true, but her powers are nothing compared to yours. for one, she isn’t god tier, and for two, she is dead. a living dead, but dead nonetheless.

Hm.  Are you saying she maybe has less relevance, less of an effect on her surroundings because she spent some of her “cred” on unconventional partial resurrection?  To the extent where she’d make a less influential vessel?  Hmm.

For that to even matter, you have to be planning to use Jade’s Space powers too.  Taking a far more active role in things than narrative beacon.

and a sylph’s specializations lie on a different end of the spectrum from my own. a witch is a far closer match.

!!!!!

Sounds like details of the classpect system that we don’t know will have relevance in HS^2, and we’re indeed gonna possibly get some actual new, clearer details about the system Andrew invented unlike the dearth of new info the Epilogues brought us.  That is... promising.

no, jade understands and sympathizes with my assurance that her body, and her body alone, will do for my purposes.

JADE: um...no i dont!

YES.  Jade is now officially immune to absolute command! :D :D :D

she does. after all, she would not wish this sort of state of being on anyone else, and especially not on one of her friends. jade may have undergone a lopsided number of narrative hardships in her life, but at least she is used to them. why spread that suffering to another?

What the fucking shit???  You’re using that on her?  You think it’ll WORK?!

jade understands and accepts her place in the story, which has always been to enable events to play out around her, just as it has been mine.

..........yeah Jade’s gonna bust the fuck out on the very next page, isn’t she.

What the fuck is Alt!Callie thinking, here?  Wasn’t the other Calliope the one to let us know that the Witch is one of the most active classes there is??  ...what exactly does a Witch officially do anyway, for Alt!Callie to think saying such a thing wasn’t dead wrong?  This sounds MUCH more like the sort of statement someone might make after breezing through Homestuck and confusing the old Jade (cough) for the person she grew up into.

And the fact that you’re phrasing this as a narrative command to try and make her forcibly THINK this way deserves you a smack in the non-literal depictive face.  Let’s see if you get one:

> ==>

Oh wow, no smack yet?!  That’s some restraint!

because what is a story, truly? nothing but a series of misadventures and connections, actions spurring reactions, tumbling into one another, over and over and over. with so many competing interests, clearly the story cannot account for all perspectives, for all threads? it would be laughable, childish, even selfish, to demand that they do.

in other words, not everyone will achieve a happy ending. this is a truth that jade had come to grips with a long time ago.

JADE: wait. JADE: stop. JADE: why are you saying all of this?

Ohh.  Because she still had even MORE smackworthy stuff left to say, to make the smack even SMACKIER, didn’t she.  Alt!Callie you asshole.  If this gets you kicked out of her almost entirely and jeopardizes the crew as Jade struggles to combat Dirk’s narrative influence on her OWN, then I’m fucking blaming YOU!  Do you realize how horrible it’ll be if Dirk gets to almost singlehandedly write the whole story around her and the others for the first section of HS^2 with only one or two characters aware and trying to mentally avert it??  We already TRIED that in the Epilogues!  It was awful!

jade’s body is my vessel, and it is through this realization that she will understand her true role in the story. her true relevance.

Go fuck yourself, Alt!Callie.  Read the audience a bit!

if i released my hold on her consciousness, there would be no guarantee that i would be allowed in again. therefore i cannot permit her the control of herself that she so desperately craves, and she understands that.

THAT’S your reasoning your used-to-surpressing-Caliborn ignorant--!??

JADE: wait. so...you could give me my body back, and then just hop back in when you need to?

in theory, yes.

JADE: then what the hell callie!

because i don’t trust you to cooperate when the time comes.

MotherfuckerTheMusical.mp4

(or real existing equivalent that’s just off the top of my head)

JADE: why not? JADE: i thought you said i was a reasonable girl with a huge brain!

you are, to an extent.

she is. but the truth of the matter remains that humans are capricious and emotional. and even jade herself can admit that she hasn’t been the most...committed example of her species in the last few years.

Oh my fucking god.  I know they’re trying to make this more satisfying when she actually DOES take control in a few panels, but, Alt!Callie, seriously, get more on your other self’s level!!!

> ==>

Yes, please >:O some more

moving from lover to lover, job to job, interest to interest. over the last few years jade had found herself listless, unable to settle and unwilling to commit to anything or anyone. she knows there’s nothing wrong with that on a moral level, but on a personal level she’s always believed that she could be more, could do better. be better. and now, because of this, she realizes that sacrifices must be made.

and that she, as a space player, is uniquely built for sacrifice.

JADE: yeah JADE: i guess youre right JADE: i have been such a silly little slut! JADE: hey callie

yes, jade?

JADE: oh my god, whats that!!!!

You are so fucking screwed Alt!Callie.

this space is utterly under my control. jade could control it too, if she had any access to her own powers. but with my grip around her cortex, there is no chance of that.

(Wait, there’s an extent to which this space is “real” and not imaginary?  Or does holding her space powers in check also mean keeping her imaginary space powers in check?)

Anyway, here comes the smack.  And, though Alt!Callie deserves this, I hope Dirk isn’t let in too often amidst the others as a result.

> ==>

Yup, poising to pounce...

> ==>

I thought there was a weird infinity symbol underneath them but it’s just two spotlights and a shadow cast by her head.

and here i make my first mistake.

No you made your first mistakes WAAAY earlier in this conversation.  And what you did to Jade in general.  She’s a hero/player for a reason, she doesn’t take stuff lying down forever.

but bringing her into a place where we can both physically manifest has left me, foolishly, vulnerable.

First, physically manifest?  This isn’t pure imaginationspace?  And second, she’s going to blame her polite concession to Jade for this and hold on even tighter the next time, isn’t she.  God damnit, not looking forward to that.  Alt!Callie won’t learn her lesson til the end, will she?  :(

her fingers tear at my throat, trying to find purchase. she won’t be able to kill me here, but it is certainly unpleasant, and not to mention slightly repetitive. we just saw this in the previous chapter, although this particular fight will not end as amorously as the last one did. so don’t get your hopes up.

JADE: who! JADE: are you talking to!

I really hope Jade ends up with full narrative powerOOOOOHHHH FUCK THEY COULD GO FOR THAT HUH

Dirk was able to become an Ultimate Self in his own body because it was the uniting of an irrepressible “self” that he always unbreakably represented.  The others had more trouble.

But Jade

has a BIG PART-GOD BRAIN as reinforced in the narrative repeatedly!!

Meaning that later, SHE could Ultimate Self without ANY PHYSICAL CONSEQUENCE.  :D

I was hoping Jade would end up with full narrative-dictating-and-reading power when she wants to use it, at some point, but I might’ve been aiming too low! :D :D :D

Yaaaaaaaaaaaay

Now all the playfully-horny omnipotent Jade fanfics are true, what that totally isn’t part of why I love this go ahead and admit she doesn’t deserve it

> ==>

Yesss flashy gif struggle against control!  (Though, not as elegant as one of Andrew’s might’ve been. Gotta say.)

> ==>

Blinky-eyes about to resolve normal-Jade-colored....!

> ==>

Wait, what?  I thought Jade was about to snap in and--

during the ship’s trip through space, there have been numerous experiments; modifications to the nutrition output of the various machines designed to create sustenance for the various species on board. i myself have been content with orange juice and synthetic proteins, but dave and roxy have both expressed longing for various ‘earth snacks’, and so the trials and errors began.

What the fuck?  I don’t even know where this is going if it’s punways.

Is there like a dog treat somewhere that’s gonna push her over the edge?  Where is this headed even.

> ==>

Wh...

WHa??????

the results were mixed. as roxy told us in a previous chapter, alchemized food all sort of tastes the same, although the visuals really help to bring about the flavor. and at the end of the day, isn’t it the journey that is more important than the destination? the stories you tell as you create the strangely flavored nutritional paste?

JADE: ????????????

Um??  What’s even going on.

so far, everyone’s favorite attempt has been a vaguely peanut-butter and chocolate flavored creation called "Rices'". nobody eats them really. they just sit in a bowl on the counter.

i’m not actually sure what the witch is trying to accomplish here.

Is Jade trying to humorously gross Alt!Callie out of her body with a candy she doesn’t like or?  But, “suicide threat”? Why joke--

JADE: you dont? JADE: really?

i don’t know what she is trying to accomplish, because surely she would not be doing what it appears she is trying to do. making such a meaningless threat.

JADE: meaningless? JADE: do you even know anything about the body you stole? JADE: shouldnt you have run some sort of psychic physical before you possessed it? JADE: its definitely what i would have done!

Oh SHIT.  You mean Jade has the same peanut allergy JOHN does?!?

> ==>

jade must know that i am well-aware of her family-wide peanut allergy. a story thread that has been extremely important and weighed in on in multiple parts of the narrative. how could i have forgotten such a key detail?

...yes, she totally forgot, but more than that.

I’m betting John is the ONLY one with a peanut allergy.  That Jade is USING that fact to bluff like hell.  :D

(Allergies aren’t usually inherited that way you alien!)

there is nothing remotely just or heroic about dying from self-imposed anaphylactic shock in the throes of a childish tantrum. at the most i’ll get a relaxing few minutes of sleep.

Is Alt!Callie bluffing now?  Even a resurrecting death could throw her off.

> ==>

FUCK YES JADE.

JADE: do you really want to risk it?

what are you talking about, jade? i just said--

FUCK YES JADE, BE A HUGE WITCH

(i say in the most witch-connotatively and non-classpect-related way)

JADE: i dont know, callie JADE: ive never really understood the rules that govern the death of a god tier, have you? JADE: it seems pretty arbitrary from where im standing JADE: who makes the decision whether or not something is heroic or just?

...that’s unclear. but it certainly isn’t you.

JADE: right, of course not JADE: but are you so confident that youre a good guy? JADE: are you sure that the alpha timeline WANTS you to be here?

...what.

JADE: youve done some stuff, callie JADE: im only saying you shouldnt be so quick to assume that me killing you wouldnt be just JADE: and that taking my own life to do it wouldnt be heroic

Even with JUST this one fucking situation Alt!Callie put her in, throwing off her control forever by dying would be shortsighted but HELLA JUST.  What Alt!Callie is doing to her is a crime.

Oh shit!?!?

> [S] ==>

What is this, HTML5?  *clicks play*

...for a second, I thought this was gonna launch into a huge thing with that clock ticking song from the Felt album.

Having Rose and Dirk’s colors competing here really reinforces that... Prospit vs Derse vibe that was feeding the whole this-is-the-basis-for-the-game’s-structure-and-the-birth-of-Paradox-Space theory more earlier.

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i don’t let the witch manipulate me. i refuse to falter in the face of her whispers. without my careful planning and swift action, the prince would have taken full control over this timeline. none of my friends could even begin to imagine the turmoil.

In the end, you’re ignoring what’s right and brave in this instance to instead do something EXPEDIENT, to the exclusion of trust and compassion when things COULD work out just as well without taking the worst actions -- which is textbook villainous.

> ==>

JADE: they arent your friends!! JADE: you took them from me!

Now isn’t THAT a way to put it. :D :D :D

Alt!Callie is sinning almost as badly as Dirk, here.  Viewing everyone else as characters in a story, the only way she’s ever viewed “friends”, and her as the not-so-humble narrator doing what’s best for all of them.  If she’s going to win against Dirk -- or if that victory is going to MEAN anything -- she will HAVE to realize that she needs to be different.

JADE: you keep saying that youre doing all of this for my own good, but youre just lonely! JADE: i know you are, because so am i!

Ouch.

Will Alt!Callie force her to swallow it?

JADE: you said that being a space player is all about sacrifice JADE: well

> ==>

JADE: bet

...I guess she really might have an allergy.

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Aaaand the candy drops.  A W A K E ! ! ! !

Yaaaaay Jade is BACK and we’ll get to see even more of her!!!

...please tell me on the next page she grabs the candy, noms it, and mentions she doesn’t have a peanut allergy after all.  That would be sweet.

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...

Nope, you just leave us on a sad.  Dammit, why do you gotta be all adult and showin’ us both sides in a moment of triumph, HS^2.  Shucks.

Anyway, YAY JADE!  C:

I am happy by this, if slightly too emotionally-rollercoastered by the past 24-hours to give this the full-rejoicing it deserves.  That, and worried about the openings Dirk will get because of this... joy now for potential frustration later, even if Jade tries her best to let Alt!Callie back in in-time.

See y’all next time!  And, uhm.  I guess I’ll comment on whatever other asks I promised to comment on another less-eventful day.  Keep reminding me and holding me to it though!

[captain039]

Lost world (Negan)

Negan x reader

why does he have to be such a sexy bad guy? I WILL MAKE HIM GOOD

Summary: You are Rick's younger sister but after what happens with Simon he never trusts the saviours again.

Warnings: Swearing, smut, forced heat, torture, simon is a complete dick.

It was when you were lined up people surrounding you with guns Maggie curled over in pain when you found him. He stepped out of the van his scent hitting you like a truck he froze also glancing at you.

"Well shit" He said smirking he was damn gorgeous.

"I was not expecting this!" He said swinging his barbed wire bat around.

"I was going to kill two of you for killing my men but I changed my mind people" His men gave him a funny look as you gulped.

"Little omega" You shivered and Rick growled.

"Oh shit are you mates?" he asked suddenly angry.

"Hes my brother Prick" You spoke up.

"Oh ho she speaks damn sunshine" He smirked kneeling by you.

"Leave her be" Rick growled you shot him a look telling him to shut up or he will get killed.

"Rick Ricky Rick you know I was gonna let you go but hm" she sighed sitting up ready to bash someone's head in.

"WAIT" You cried he stopped your face written in panic.

"Please dont hurt them" He was conflicted you could clearly see it his hand was shaking as Glenn looked terrafied.

"I- take me please let them go Maggie's sick somethings wrong with her baby" You said slowly seeing the alpha listening to you.

"Baby?" he questioned you nodded glancing at Maggie.

"Shit" he muttered.

"Boss?" one of his men called his face going stern again.

"What" he growled.

"Shouldnt we kill em?" he asked and he went stiff.

"Alpha" You called knowing he would best the guy to death he shuddered calming down.

"No because we are saviours we save" He growled lowly to the beta who backed off.

"Get this woman to the doctor carefully and send these people home" Negan yelled stunning his people.

"Thank you" You said bowing your head.

"Dont" He muttered walking off. Maggie came back with more skin color and pills to help her through. Negan didnt show only one of his betas Dwight.

You were driving to the hill top when you got ambushed you recognized one of them a saviour. He killed Glenn and Abraham you stood in shook as he shot you skimming your side. They took you and your brother away somewhere.

You were crying from the loss Glenn Abraham.

"Come in now no crying" Simon said his small group protecting the area. Rick was growling with every breath seeing Simon touch your face.

"You see I've decided to take things in my own hands Negan wont do shit now his precious omega is here" He spat you shook his words stinging. You were stripped of your clothes and placed in front of everyone to see your brother was tied up hanging from his hands and a gag in his mouth.

"As much as I would like to have fun I gotta go help my group" He said walking off leaving a few of his men. You whimpered not darling to look at your brother.

You were there for days no food only some water they gave you something to stimulate your heat making it tens times worse. The men were all turned on not hiding there scent making it harder for you. Nobody had found you yet where ever you were must block out everything. Simon came back tormenting you and your brother.

"SIMON" You whimpered at the loud voice that boomed gun shots went off as Negan walked in.

"Negan" Simon said looking at the pissed alpha.

"You utter dick Simon I'll beat your ass" Negan swung his back hitting Simon's side a gross crack sound emitting as he fell over in pain.

"Negan" You groaned as he was about to end his life. he stopped getting his men to untie your brother as he untied you. He took off his jacket putting it over your shoulders as you limped to him. You leaned against him laying your head on his chest sighing quietly. He rubbed your arms growling as his me tied Simon up. Rick was helped to his feet beaten to the pulp as Negan carried you outside.

You were driven back to Alexandria the drug wearing off as you sighed contetnly in his arms. You fell asleep before feeling someone wake you. Home finally you got out the Truck a blanket and his jacket around you as Maggie hugged you.

"I'm so sorry" You whispered she nodded not letting the tears fall. She took you inside as you looked back at Negan.

Your brother didnt Trust them from then on always eyeing them when he showed up. Maggie was keeping it together rather well losing your mate wasn't easy.

Negan was always different around you soft and more forgiving less angry and quick to kill. Rick hated it seeing the man all over you watching you cook. You were his little sister of course he was protective but this? was out of control.

You were in heat when Negan came around again he sensed something wrong.

"Negan" Rick warned standing in front of your door.

"Rick let me see her" He growled.

"No" He growled

"LET ME SEE MY MATE" You heard that yell as you stumbled down stairs opening the door.

"Rick leave" You growled he frowned looking back at you.

"Now!" he was tense glancing between you and Negan as he stormed off. Negan grabbed you picking you up and bringing you inside, you whimpered quietly as he brought you to the room.

"Take me please" You begged.

"Anything for you doll" He said his voice husky. He laid you on the bed kissing you while stripping your clothes. You took his off also finally having skin to skin contact. You moaned as he growled nipping your throat and neck. He ran his hands up and down your body before going down to your sensitive spot. You moaned as he slid one finger through your folds before pushing inside. You moaned loudly his finger pumping slowly as he sucked on your neck. He added a second then a third as you withered under him. He removed his fingers making you whine before lining himself up and sliding in. You groaned in his ear gripping his shoulders as he panted quietly. He slowly began to move the new feeling to much as you groaned after every breath. He brought you to your release quickly as you moaned his name panting as he came as well. You both panted as he rolled onto his back. You snuggled into his side as he smirked.

"I ain't done sugar" He growled you whined knowing it was going to be a long day and night.

[curiosity-1234]

BST: Part two

parts: 1 2  (due to tumblr being messed up just message me ill give you something to part 1)

Description: The BST is the world’s most notorious mafia. Their initiation process known by many a soul. Beat to a pulp, or drugged. Pushed into the middle of nowhere with a red ribbon over the eyes and wrists. You must survive the night. Many have died corpses covered in red ribbons fill the morgues of seoul. What happens when a cold dreary night leads Hae-In to the field behind a playground. A spot of red ribbon is all it takes to make her know what is happening.  But she can’t just leave this man to die. Two shadows turn to three as Hae-ins live begins to take a turn for better or for worse. Her once, boring, unloved life has now changed. Welcome to BST dear Hae, do you think you can handle it? Or will you die at the hands of the true enemy.

Au: mafia au

trigger warning: blood, drugs, mafia content? (do i need to make that a warning?)

                                               Part two: Curiosity killed the cat

Third person's pov

It was another boring night for Taehyung and Jungkook. Watching the latest of their mafia members as they went through their journey to enter. THough this one was not normal. No, he was trying to enter bangtan. As of right now there were only 6 of them. But he would be the 7th.  Jungkook sat in a tree high above the branches as not to be seen by anyone coming by. Taehyung in another tree off a bit of ways.

“Perhaps they had gone to far.”  Jungkook thought looking down at his older friend. They had grown up together, yes, but when jungkook suggested that Jimin join. He did not think they would take the initiation this far. Alcohol, drugs, beating, drowning and then left here in the middle of a park. He was afraid he was watching his friend die. But he did not want to admit it. He knew it was more of a test for him then a test for Jimin. A sound like that of an angel singing filled his ears. His head snapped to the direction. A girl with Light brown hair and doe like eyes. Wearing glasses was walking down the wooded area of the park. Almost as if she was in a daze. The music she was singing. Could even catch himself in a daze. The stared at her as she walked by singing.

“You are my penicillin, you save me. My Angel, My world.” for some reason to him it was as if those words she was singing where true to him. Just the mear bit of song from her and he felt all the pain wash away from him. How curious it was? “I am your calico cat, here to meet you. Love me now, touch me now.” He smirked at her taking his attention off of his friend and turning it to her instead. “Just let me love you.” She sang without a care in the world. “Just let me love you” A smile formed on his face as he leaned a bit closer towards her direction watching as she swayed to the music she was singing. As if no one in the world was around to hear her. Though as she sung, it seemed to Jungkook that the two of them, were the only ones in the universe. “Ever since the universe was first formed. Everything has been planned. Just let me love you.” For some reason her voice made him happy. He shook his head trying to get out of her spell before it was to late. She was about to stumble upon Jimin.

Taehyung sat staring at his friend jungkook watching the worry coat his face. He looked down at the new recruit. He was close to tae’s age. Though Tae did not know him he was great friends with Jungkook. So when Jungkook told him how amazing Jimin was. He instantly became friends with Jimin. So to see his new friend like this now, terrorfied him. Had they gone to far? Was all of this really needed to make sure he was worthy of entering. Tae did not even have this hard of an initiation process. But Namjoon feared that adding another member into bangtan instead of just BST would be dangerous. Especially if the members of BST realized that Bangtan did not get initiation processes only BST members did.  They had to play it safe Jimin just so happened to be who they had to play safe with. He turned his attention back to jungkook for a moment as his face contorted into that of confusion. Jungkooks entire being was no longer focused on his close friend. But somewhere else. Past the trees. A face of awe replacing his face of worry. Taehyung turned to look where he was looking to see a girl with light brown hair and doe-like eyes. Large glasses that filled her entire face walking through the park. Her entire visage like she was living in that of euphoria. Of course Jungkook would be lost by a girl. But he never really tended to get lost during missions over a girl. COuld he not just let it wait till the morning? Taehyung looked closer at the girl before her voice began to hit his ears. “I’ll be your calico cat, here to meet you. Love me now, touch me now” Instantly he froze. A chill running down his spine as if she was right behind him sitting on the tree with him. He shook his head trying to break the spell. “Just let me love you”  He let out a silenced cough. Nothing like this had ever happened to the assassin before.  But with just a few words it was as if the ice he cased around his lonely heart had melted. A spell like trance falling over him. “Just let me love you  ever since the universe  was first formed. Everything has been planned. Just let me love you.” All of his hurt and pain seemed to slip away. How was it possible that some random girl. Could make time itself stop. He shook his head trying his hardest to get out of the spell. The girl was reaching Jimin. He flicked his knives into his fingers. But something inside begged that the girl did not see.

The girl froze making both of them freeze as well. She had seen it. She had seen Jimin.

“Fuck” Was the only thought rushing through both of their heads at the same time. She stared up at the sky for a few minutes before speaking more to herself than anyone else.

“Dont look dont look dont look Hae-in don't do it. If you do it you'll be caught into the mess. You know they always watch their initiates. Don't look just keep walking. Wait… maybe it was just a red bird. Yeah a red bird not a red ribbon.”  Taehyung smirked tilting his head a bit. A red bird? She looked more like a bird to him than a predator. Yet here she was talking to herself. The girl looked over at the ribbon and snapped her head back into the sky. Fear clear on her face. “Shit shit shit shit shit…. Ok ok it is an initiate. Just keep walking. Don't look at him. No one will know your here just keep walking.” Her eyes betrayed her once more as they followed the ribbon to Jimin's wet cold form.

“Curiosity killed the cat.” Jungkook thought cocking his silencing gun. Though he really did love the pretty face of the girl. She was definitely in the wrong place at the wrong time.

“Shit!” she shouted. Taehyung tried to hide his laughter. For such a pretty girl, she certainly had a dirty mouth. “Now you've done it. Don't go over there. There has to be someone looking someone watching don't go over there.” Jungkook side eyed his friend both of them trying to hide their laughter. The girl they had both been caught in a spell by was now loudly talking to herself and clearly not listening to herself either. Her feet moved on their own accord heading straight towards Jimin. “No no no no no no you fucking idiot what are you doing. Your going to get yourself killed Hae-in.”  So her name was Hae-in? That's a nice name. To bad it would end up on the news tomorrow as someone who was killed after trying to interfere with BST work.  “Don’t do it Hae.” She whispered to herself but she seemed to not listen as she brought her hand to Jimin's through checking his pulse.  “Shit shit shit.. He’s going to die if no one helps him.” This caused the two of them to freeze. He was going to die? How could she tell that by a simple feel of the pulse. By just looking at him. To them, they thought he was fine. Namjoon even told them to save Jimin if he looked like he was going to die. But this…. How was it possible to see. Both of them looked at each other than back at the girl and Jimin. The woman began looking around trying to find someone anyone that could help her. No one would be around at this time of night. To mention it… why was she around at this time of night. It was almost 2 am? She leaned over and slapped his face lightly. “Hello sir? Sir” she whispered.  

“I don’t consent” Jimin stuttered burping a bit. Both taehyung and Jungkook facepalmed. You have to be kidding me. Was this man really thinking about consent at a time like this. Yes consent was important but like. Seriously jimin.

““Y-y-ou didn't consent to this bullshit? What kind of …. What the hell?” the girl scoffed in shock making jungkook smirk to keep his laughter at bay.

“I don't consent to your sexual advances.” Jimin stated. At least he could get a full sentence out. That was a good thing right. The two of them looked at each other relief clear in their eyes.

““You think i'm trying to rape you? Your dieing i'm trying to help you are you ok?”She stated leaning closer to him.

“Ok.” Was all jimin could answer. That was definitely not like him.

“No your not.” The girl clearly hae-in proclaimed her head shot up as she scanned around searching for anyone and in any place that could be hiding. Taehyung slunk close to the tree branch shock clear in his eyes. He turned to jungkook who hid behind the trunk leaning his head in close. How could it be? Just by glancing at her he could see it. She was using decipher. An ability only thought to be able to be used by Succubus of BST. As everyone knew bagtan in BST had special abilities to make them almost like superpowered human beings. Yet here she was scanning every exit. Every way, deciphering how many ways  there was that she could get out of something as fast as possible. The only issue. She never once looked up. She picked up Jimin and began to carry him away. Interest instantly hit with Jungkook or perhaps more of his… succubus side. She had it. She had decipher but it was raw, unnurtured. It could be trained though. It could be molded into becoming as great as himself.  He jumped down from the tree. Taehyung following shortly after him slowly going into the shadows to follow the girl. That was his ability after all. He was V of bangtan. His ability many knew as  chameleon he could blend into any surface, any shadow, and not be seen. That was why he was BST’s assassin after all. Plus if you met him outside of doing mafia work. You would never assume he would have anything to do with killing. The two of them followed the girl and Jimin closely but not close enough to warrant her figuring out they were following. Her ability to decipher was brilliant so they really had to work at being careful. As she entered the apartment complex that they guessed was hers they could hear her voice. ““Are you asking if it's morning? No it’s not morning?” She stated pushing the buttons on the elevator as the two of them casually walked past the guard and into the mail area acting as if they were checking the mail. The elevator opened and she brought jimin inside. Both of them ran as the doors closed. Taehyung watching for the number while Jungkook closed his eyes and listened closely.

““Are you an angel? Am I dead.” Jimin's voice was heard. Jungkook let out a chuckle.

“She’s heading to the 4th floor. We can get there by the stairs… what's so funny?” Taehyung asked.

“Apariently our new recruit is delirious.. He thinks that girl is an angel.” Jungkook laughed turning towards the stairs.  Taehyung smirked following behind him. As they reached the fourth floor the girl was pulling Jimin out of the elevator

“So your a demon and i'm alive?” Jimin slurred.

“No.” She sighed leaning him against the wall. The two of them stared at each other from behind the stairs doors waiting for her to open her apartment door before walking down the hall.

“Then your a siren and i'm a sailor.” he grumbled. The both of them stopped. Looking at each other in solid agreement. Siren…. Sirens were dangerous creatures, who lured nearby sailors with their enchanting music and singing voices to shipwreck on the rocky coast of their island. A siren's song was enchanting it would make you fall in love. Make you feel like you would never be alone. For a human to process such a sound. It would be like having a super power… Like having an ability.  But was it possible to have more than one?

“Just shut up.” The girl scoffed slamming the door of her apartment and locking it. Jungkook rolled his eyes. Like it was hard to pick a lock. He fell to his knees and got to work. Opening it and walking into the apartment like he owned the place. It was quaint and small. A shoe closet, a living room, a bathroom, a kitchen and a bedroom. Plus a balcony looking out across seoul. though …. More of a fire escape turned into a balcony. Just by looking around he could know more about her. She liked books, The large bookshelf filling the wall around the window showed that. Somewhere on cooking, so she liked cooking as well. She had a hard time sleeping. As a bunch of the books where on, sleep deprivation and how to sleep when you can not. She liked to play video games, and worked as a preschool teacher as her latest preschool classes where laid out on the table with an empty glass of wine. The door to the bathroom flung open making both of them jump into a hiding place. Jungkook dived under the couch and Taehyung climbed up on top of the roof trying his hardest to blend in. The girl ran out holding dirty clothes in one hand and a wallet and phone in the other. SHe placed the wallet and phone on the counter not bothering to even look at them. The clothes in the washing machine. But what made the two of them confused. Was the sock wrapped clearly around her head like a bandana… or a… blindfold. Did she… did she blindfold herself to undress jimin.  Was she being sensitive to him. Or was she really just that innocent.

Hae-in walked over to the couch and sat down putting her head in her hands. Jungkook made a face of shock before laying as still as possible to make sure he did not make a single sound below her. “Its ok Hae-in, it’s ok. You were just being a good samaritan and helping your fellow man. Your fine. You are fine. There is just a naked man in your bathroom. But it's fine. Its fine. No its not theres a naked man in your bathroom!!!” This conversation went on forever and jungkook was getting tired and unable to hold his breath. He was certain Jimin’s clothes where sent through the drying cycle already even.  “You change preschoolers all the time what's the difference. There's a major difference!!!! He's a man. Not only that he's trying to enter the mafia you could be killed. You couldn't just leave him there though hae-in. He would have died. Yeah well he could be drowning in my bathtub right now…. HE COULD BE DROWNING IN MY BATHTUB RIGHT NOW!!!” Quickly she jumped up running back to the bathroom covering her eyes again. Jungkook let out a breath he definitely knew he was holding and crawled out from under the couch.

“You looked comfortable succubus.” Taehyung whisper laughed.

“Shut it v” Jungkook silently growled. The door of the bathroom opened again causing the two of them to jump into the bedroom as the girl took a toweled jimin and flopped him onto the couch. Jungkook took a moment to look around the bedroom. It was clean as if she had just cleaned it, not able to sleep making her decide she needed something to do. A picture of her and a boy was on her bedside table. It seemed to hold bad memories as by touching it you could almost feel the sadness around it. Was it a break up? A family member? A friend she lost touch with. Perhaps they would never know. “She’s leaving.” Taehyung stated going back into the living room.

“Should you follow her?” Jungkook questioned.

“I think jimin’s safe for now. Ill figure out who she is.” Taehyung stated pulling out his phone to dial Namjoon. “Sir… there were, some minor complications.” Jungkook continued to look around. There was a picture book with pictures of all the kids she taught and some of their awards and letters as they grew older. A small usb which when put into the computer played a song of her singing the korean alphabet to the kids. He put everything back where it belonged and began to make his decent out of the apartment when the door began to open. Quickly he jumped into the closet closest to him. The girl walked in and froze. Grabbing a knife she stored in her shoe drawer she opened the closet and slashed the knife at it. Jungkook grabbing the vent and climbing up into it fast enough so her knife just barely cut the tip of his shoe. Her ability to decipher was uncanny. He jumped down as she walked over to the window.  Only Jungkook could see it but he was quite interested. Taehyung jumped out the window climbing above the window as her knife sliced through behind the curtain. She quickly closed the window and began to search the house. Taehyung climbing down and making signals to tell jungkook he was going to Jimin. Jungkook nodded going back to hide in the closet. He heard the water of the shower turn on and came back out seeing a glass of water and nightquil now on the counter. He reached into his pocket pulling out a small vile and dropping three puffs of clear powder into the drink. Stirring it lightly before putting the spoon into his pocket and walking back into the closet. The girl drank her nightquil and her water and walked back into her bedroom. He waited till he was sure she was fast asleep before walking in to see her laying on the bed unconscious. He tilted his head licking his lips a bit before smirking. He walked over taking off her glasses and setting them on the table.

“That should help you sleep.” He laughed. Before heading out only to stop and look down at her wallet she had carelessly thrown to the floor before her shower. He pulled out his phone. “Suga, mind looking up Wang Hae-in for me?” He stated.

“Is that the girl who seemed to stop and help the new recruit?” Suga’s voice echoed from his phone.

“Yes.” He smirked looking at the girl once more.

“V stated you seemed to be interested. Is it in a call girl way or something else?” Suga questioned.

“Something else.” Jungkook stated walking over to her books his black gloved hand going over each spine.

“How so?” Suga asked.

“At first it was her voice. It was as if I was entranced, not just by her beauty… but the voice itself drew me in. BUt that wasn't fully it. Her eyes….. When she was trying to help Jimin. They searched every corner within seconds. Placed every destination of where she thought a person could be. Scanned every possible way that she could be in danger and how she could get out of it. Before deciding that even if she was in danger she had to help the new recruit.” Jungkook answered pulling out a random book to look at it.

“So, you think she has your ability?” Suga questioned.

“I'M not sure…. But i wish to know more about her. Besides… I found a perfect nickname for our new recruit based off her song.” Jungkook laughed.

“Oh and what is that?” Suga questioned.

“Calico cat.” he chuckled placing the book back but putting it in a completely different spot to see if she would notice. It would be a fun game to play. Would it not?

[katymacsupernatural]

Hotel California Chapter 19: Coming Together

Dean Winchester x Reader

1600 Words

Story Summary:After an unfortunate incident at work, you take a couple of days for yourself, planning on staying at the nice restaurant at the edge of town. There you meet a handsome green eyed man who comes to your rescue when you’re visited by a ghost.

Catch Up Here: Masterpost

A/N: Thank you to everyone who read and commented, or liked this story!! It means so much to me!!

"Dean!" You screamed as Bill came crashing through your room, heading straight for you and Dean. His lip was bruised, the cut coming open again as he smiled cruelly at you and Dean.

"So this is why you didn't want me to touch you. You're his slut." He said, just as Dean turned around, effectively placing you behind him and away from Bill's attack.

"You Son of a Bitch! Nobody calls Y/N that and lives to tell about it!" Dean growled, just as Bill reached him. Bill might have been bigger, and bulkier than Dean, but Dean had plenty of experience fighting things, and he had more agility. As Bill tried to tackle him, Dean reached out with one hand, shoving the older man into the wall.

"Y/N, stay in your room." Dean ordered, before striding over to where a startled Bill was shaking his head. Leaning down, he picked Bill up by the collar, before slamming his fist into Bill's face. Over and over again, Dean punched Bill, until his face was beaten to a bloody pulp.

Coming out of your room, you carefully moved to Dean's side. "Dean, stop! He's gotten the message. He's not worth it" You told him, but it was your gentle touch on his shoulder, not your words, that had Dean dropping Bill to the floor. The man groaning in agony.

"Get out of here. And if you ever come close to Y/N, you won't be so lucky next time. Do you understand me?" Dean growled, and Bill nodded, cowering in fear. You didn't blame him. You had never seen Dean so angry, so malicious, his face in a furious frown as he stared down at the beaten man.

"She isn't worth it anyways," Bill muttered, before running out of the room.

Dean turned to you, before crushing you into his arms. Everything seemed to melt away, his words at the hotel, your pain and fear caused by Bill. Nothing mattered except being in Dean's arms, both of you comforting each other.

It could have been hours, or moments later, you weren't sure, before Dean was pulling away from you. It was then you were finally able to glance around your small apartment, wincing at all the damage both fights had caused.

Almost every piece of furniture you owned was broken, or sliced, or smashed beyond recognition. Your door was hanging off it's hooks, and a confused Sam stood in the door frame. Dean noticed where your attention had gone, seeing his brother standing there.

"I..um...I saw her boss leaving here. He looked pretty beaten up. Do you want me to follow him?" Sam asked.

Dean shook his head. "No, I think he learned his lesson. But you could help me and we could try to clean up Y/N's apartment."

Sam nodded, moving into the already cramped space, heading into the kitchen, no doubt looking for trash bags. "Leave it." You insisted, stopping him, and Dean, who had just started to stand up and join his brother.

"What?" He asked you, as you carefully stood up, your body still sore in places.

"Sam, can you give Dean and I a minute please?" You asked Sam, and he nodded, before heading back out the door.

As soon as he was gone, you sat down on the couch, the only piece of furniture that was still in one piece. "Listen Dean, thank you for coming to my rescue. You don't know how much it means to me. But you don't have to do anything else. I can clean up. You can head back on the road with your brother, and forget about me. I understand," You spoke calmly, even though saying the words brought a pang to your chest.

"What? I...uh..." Dean stuttered, at a loss for words.

"Dean, I remember what you said back at the hotel. How could I forget?" You said, the last bit under your breath. "And I'm glad you took time out to help me. But I'm not expecting any more."

Dean started pacing in front of you, kicking the broken lamp out of his way, as he ran his hand down his mouth, acting frustrated. Finally he stopped, right in front of you, pulling a battered chair over so he was eye level with you. "Y/N, about that conversation in the hotel. I want you to know that if I could take it all back, I would. In a heartbeat."

"Dean, I...," You started, but he stopped you.

"No Y/N, I just need you to listen right now. Please. Then you can talk all you want afterwards." He pleaded with you.

Nodding, you sat there waiting, your hands tightly clasped together, your heart beating furiously, waiting to hear what else he could hurt you with. Your heart was already in a million pieces, laying at his feet. What was the worst he could do.

"I've never felt as strongly for anyone, ever, as I felt for you. Besides Sammy, but he's family. And it scared me. I wasn't sure what to do, but seeing you almost die at the hands of that ghost. It made me realize I would rather push you away then see you get hurt because of my job. I could handle knowing you were out there, somewhere safe. But I couldn't handle knowing you might die, because of me," he told you, his eyes full of unshed tears, his voice cracking at the end. "But then, you were still hurt, and I wasn't here to protect you. I pushed you away, to keep you safe, and I even failed at that."

"Dean...," you started, but you weren't sure what to say.

"Listen, I will understand if you want me to walk through that door, and out of your life. I was a complete jerk, and I don't deserve your forgiveness. But, if you think you can forgive me, maybe we can try to make this work,"  He pleaded with you, before staring down at his hands, waiting for you to kick him to the curb.

You couldn't believe how fragile, and how torn up Dean looked as he sat in front of you. A man who was usually strong, and so sure of himself and what he was doing, sat broken in front of you. Without a second thought, you slid off of the couch, sliding to your knees in front of him, before wrapping your arms tightly around his waist. At first you felt him tense up, surprised at your touch, but then he leaned into it, wrapping his arms as tightly around you as they would go.

His head came to rest on top of yours, and the two of you stayed that way, content in each other's arms. Then you pulled back, and looked up at him. "Dean, what you said to me back at the hotel, it hurt. I've spent the last week licking my wounds, hurting beyond belief. Thinking I wasn't good enough for you, that I was just another one of your stupid flings. And then Bill shows up, then you, and now my whole world is thrown upside down once again."

"I know, and I will do whatever you want, need me to do, to make it right. To make it up to you." He pleaded, his summer grass green eyes wide and apologetic.

"I just need to know. Is this true? Are you saying this just because you feel bad that I got hurt again? Or is it because you truly care for me?" You asked.

"Y/N, I love you. I've loved you since I first laid eyes on you in that hotel lobby, and when we rode up in the elevator together. And I will spend the rest of my life showing you just how much I love you," he promised you.

"Okay." You answered simply, watching relief flash across his face. "I love you too Dean. But what do we do now?"

He stood up, pulling on your hand until you were standing with him. "Now, if you agree, we will pack up whatever you want, and you can come live with us in the bunker. Y/N, you'll make one hell of a hunter. That is, if you want to. If not, you can do whatever you want, I won't hold you back."

"I'd like that. It felt right, trying to help people, to save them from Monsters. I would like the chance to fight by your side." You told him.

He pulled you to him, in a tight hug. "How did I get so lucky to fall in love with such an amazing woman. Thank you so much for being understanding. I wouldn't have known what to do if you had kicked me out the door."

"Well, if you pull something like that again, I might. But how about for now you get your brother back up here, and help me pack. I can't wait to see your bunker." You said, excited at a chance at a new life with Dean by your side.

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