#Also umm I may or may not have teared up everytime I continued working on this but lets not talk abt that-

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Shadow~ Part 1

Paring: Stray Kids x Reader; Possible romantic interest in the future 👀 (there are also multiple groups involved in this story)

Genre: Interactive murder mystery

Warnings: Cursing, death (in some chapters)

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Friday, September 25th~

It had been about a month since school had started. Nothing much had changed, it was the same bullshit every year. Crappy teachers who didn’t care about your education, the same curriculum repeated over and over again. The year had just started yet it was already extremely boring. You lived in District 9, a place that had nothing going for it. Occasionally there would be some juicy tea but other than that, life was ultimately dull. Little did you know how much your life was about to be altered.

“Y/n!” You heard an oddly cheery voice call out to you as you were walking down the hallway. Turning around, you were met with the huge grin of Na Jaemin who had a big cup of, what you assumed to be, coffee.

“How the hell can you be so awake at 7 am?” You questioned as the two of you fell in step with each other.

“Six shots of espresso baby.”

“Makes sense,” you reply with a shrug.

“Hey did you hear about the party that’s going on tonight?” Jaemin questioned.

“Party? Who the hell lied to you? You know damn well high school parties only happen in movies.”

“That’s not true!” Jaemin argued with a slight pout.

“Okay name one party you’ve been to since we’ve been high school?”

Jaemin stayed silent.

“My point exactly, where did you even hear that from?” You asked as you enter your first class.

“I heard some kids talking about it, I could have heard them wrong.”

You gave him a slight nod as you walked to your seat. A smile formed on your face as you sat down. Surprisingly, your teacher was pretty chill so he let you pick your own seats. Naturally, you sat with your friends. Your little “squad” for first period was made up of Jaemin, Rosé, Chan, Yunho, Hyunjin, and Minnie.

“Ah the two princesses decided to show up!” Hyunjin sassily stated giving Jaemin and you a playful glare.

“In my defense I would have been here earlier if y/n wasn’t such a slow poke.”

“Umm excuse me sir, we were walking at the same pace and you literally got here later than me.”

“How does the defendant plead?” Chan questioned Jaemin.

“Not guilty!”

“Your honor, my client has done nothing wrong. We all know that y/n is always late and tends to drag her feet. It’s appalling to me that we are even here in court today,” Yunho said standing up and putting on fake glasses out of nowhere.

“Objection! You have no proof of these accusations,” Rosé said as she wrapped her arms around your shoulders in a protective manner causing you to laugh.

“Overruled, continue.”

“Your honor if I may, I would like to call one of the witnesses to the stand,” Yunho stated.

“You may,” Chan responded, leaning back in his chair.

“I would like to call Minnie to the stand.”

“Minnie wasn’t even there!” You pointed out.

“Yes she was, and she saw that you’re the reason we arrived later than usual,” Jaemin sassed back.

“If I didn’t see her then you sure as hell didn’t! It doesn’t even make any sense, she got to class before us” You countered.

“Fake news, you’re just blind.”

“At least I don’t have to lie to prove that I’m not guilty!”

“You’re not even the one on trail, no one needs you to prove you’re not guilty!”

“So I’m not guilty then? Therefore you agree that I didn’t make you late.”

“That’s definitely not what I’m saying!”

“Order in the court! Order in the court! We will come back together with my verdict after an hour and a half recess because class is starting.”

And with that, you all settled down and turned your attention to your teacher, Mr. Kim. Class went by slower than usual, as it tends to do on Fridays. It didn’t help that today’s lesson happened to be even more boring and confusing than usually. Hey, anything beats taking a test though.

“That’s it for today class. We have a couple minutes before the bell will ring so feel free to talk amongst yourselves.”

Letting out a sigh, you quickly packed up your stuff.

“So Chan, have you reached your verdict?” Hyunjin asked as he also started to pack his belongings.

Chan began to act as though he was thinking very hard before nodding his head yes.

“I hear by find Jaemin guilty of all crimes he has been accused of. This conclusion should not be surprising considering the fact that I fancy y/n more.”

Jaemin let out a hurt gasp as he yeeted Chan out of his seat.

“Someone get this man out of my court!” Chan screeched causing everyone to laugh.

Walking over to him, you stuck your arm out and pull him up to his feet. As Chan opened his mouth to say something, the bell rung. Yunho and Jaemin quickly stood up and raced out of the door, like they did everyday, trying to beat the other one to second block. Rosé and Minnie laughed before saying their goodbyes as they exit the room, leaving Chan, Hyunjin, and you.

“The guys are gonna hangout after school, are you coming?” Chan asked as he rested his arms around your shoulders as the three of you exit your classroom.

“Is that even a question? Of course I am!”

“Chan she’s literally has no other friends and she’s one of the boys. Of course she’s coming,” Hyunjin stated with an eye roll causing you to hit him lightly on his chest.

“I have a lot of friends and you know it!”

The three of you made it to your second block pretty quickly and took your seats. Hyunjin and you luckly sat together at the back of the classroom while Chan sat at the front. He was still salty about the fact that the two of you got to sit together but he’d get over it.

“Hey did you hear about a party?” You asked Hyunjin as you pulled out your notebooks.

“Party?” He questioned with a confused face as you gave him a little nod.

“No, this is the first I’m hearing about a party. Why do you ask?”

“Jaemin said he heard a rumor that there was gonna be a party. I figured there isn’t gonna be one but I thought I’d ask,” You said with a light shrug.

The rest of the day, much like first period, went by slow. To say you were excited for school to be over would be an understatement. The week had felt extremely long and you were just ready to have fun with your friends and relax.

“Y/n!” You heard Chan call out to you as you exited the school building. He was standing on the grass with Jisung and Changbin. All three of them gave you a little smile as you walked towards them.

“What’s up!”

“Do you want a ride over to my place or are you gonna go home first?” Chan asked as he pulled his keys out of his book bag.

“I’ll take a ride as long as Jisung isn’t gonna control the music this time.”

“How dare you!” Jisung gasped.

“I’m with y/n on this one,” Changbin piped in.

“Changbin not you too! Chan?”

Chan just gave him a little shrug causing Jisung to burst into fake tears.

“I thought there was one fake hoe in this friend group, turns out I’m surrounded by them.”

“Shut up,” you laughed out as you all walked to Chan’s car.

Jisung and you sat in the back as Chan drove with Changbin in the passengers seat. The four of you were singing your hearts out to You Were Beautiful by DAY6 when you felt your phone vibrate. Looking down, you saw that you had gotten a text from Jaemin.

Nana ☕️💅

Hey! A few of us are gonna hangout tonight, do you wanna come? I can pick you up 👀

Looking down at your phone you contemplate what you should do. On one hand, you already said you would hang out with the bOiZ but on the other hand, you always hung out with them and you were sure it wouldn’t kill them if you decided to flake just this once. Or maybe you could do both? Just chill with your friends then meet up with Jaemin. After contemplating for a second, you decided to:

A.) Text Jaemin and tell him you can’t since you already made plans

B.) Put in a rain check with your friends and text Jaemin telling him you’ll hang with him

C.) Do both and text Jaemin that you’ll meet him later on and to text you the location

Vote here! (If you’re confused please go to the masterlist and click explanation)

A/n: Sorry if this part was boring but I just had to set it up a litttttle before the story gets juicy

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Sixth Sense Supers

From: Smutandfluffohmy Character Parings: Stark!Reader X Peter Parker Warnings:LONGGG, major Endgame spoilers! Request: Yoo i love your work and i just reaally need to see you use prompt 60 "we finish the same way we started, together" with Peter Parker and Stark!reader in Endgame's final battle. Spoilers in case you haven't seen it but the reader didn't get snapped and when Peter comes back he wasn't expecting her to be there, tells her he loves her and then tries to stop her from joining the fight, thus she replies with the prompt and you can finish however you like, but i would like a bit of angst. Tysm❤❤❤❤ A/N: Shout out to @n0rthern-litez who had to put up with me running this fic through her,love ya x!! Also I saw Far from home & I’m still not over my bbys 💕

You were Tony’s older daughter and all your life you wanted nothing more than to be a miniature version of Iron Man or even better, a miniature version of Tony Stark. You tagged along with your dad whenever you could which wasn’t often at all and even if you did you stayed cooped up inside the jet. Your life was filled with excitement but you were always looking at it from far away always out of touch and always too far for your comfort.

After years of training and your father making a special suit for you, you were allowed into the battle field alongside the other avengers and their new prisoner Loki who was there against his will.

“I heard the story about the snake I thought it was pretty funny.” You whispered leaning towards Loki afraid someone would yell at you for talking to Loki.

“You like that one? Well I have plenty of more stories just like that.” Loki said giving you a genuine smile as he later went on a whispering rant about all of his best tricks. You listened intently to every word he said and Loki was glad that someone could finally appreciate his tricks.He wasn’t fond in any way shape or form about humans but he decided to make a small exception for you.

“Do you want some tea?” You whispered to him as you looked around the jet making sure nobody was looking your way.

“Milk and three sugars.”Loki said to you as he sat up a bit straighter,you nodded and made your way to make the tea. “Please” He said coughing a bit, the word wasn’t foreign but the sincerity behind it was new for him. Putting the kettle on you got out a mug that you thought Loki might like and made the tea walking back carefully making sure not to spill any, setting the cut of tea in front of him.Loki brought the cup to his lips and blew gently on it. Time passed,Loki sipped his tea between telling you stories that he thought you might like.

“We’re here!” Cap called out and with a jump you got snapped out of your conversation with Loki. “Time for you” Steve said pointing at Loki” to come with us.” he said which made Loki roll his eyes and finish off the last of his tea.

“Can I come?” You said eagerly already gathering up your stuff not waiting for an answer.

“No you can’t.” Your dad said sitting you back down on the chair with a frown.With that they left you alone in the jet sitting down on the chair with your hands balled up in front of you. You traced the lining of your bag absentmindedly with a big huff you got your iron suit on.

“I didn’t come here to sit around.” You grumbled and made your way out of the jet going out to find your family. New York seemed so gloomy even without any clouds hanging over head the sky still felt heavy and dark. Explosions rang all around you, buildings collapsed and everytime they did you winced thinking about all the damage.Fires seemed to spring from nowhere and everywhere, looking frantically around you for any family faces or a glimpse of a costume but you always seemed to look the opposite direction.

Through the loud noises of screams and chaos you could hear faint yells of what seemed like a negotiation, you flew towards the noises. There stood everyone arguing with creatures you have never seen before, a wave of fright an uneasiness draped over you. ‘Stop it Avengers aren’t scared’ you thought to yourself swallowing your fear down your throat you headed towards everyone else. Clint was shooting his usual arrows at the aliens while everyone did their own thing you’ve seen a million times but it didn’t fail to impress you.

The fight continued on and it all seemed to go on in a motion blur, lasers passed by you in flashes and you continued to help as much as you could.The laser shot you, you weren’t sure where but you felt the bolt run through your body. Wincing over in pain you tried grabbing onto the area that hurt but everything hurt and it hurt bad. You felt cold but hot at the same time and it was a new sensation you didn’t know how to handle, you wanted to cry out for help but you felt like you were choking on the words that you couldn’t say.

Your body temperature dropped and you felt yourself freeze, touching your face to wipe off the snot that was coming out of your nose feeling it stone cold. You wished you would’ve dresses warmer, you wished you were standing in the beach, you wished so many things that couldn’t come true. Looking down at your hands that were quickly turning different types of colors that you knew your fingers shouldn’t be.

“Let me help.” Loki said as he slumped down next to you, for a moment his helmet looked like a halo and you wanted to reach out to touch it.

“You stay away from my daughter!” Your dad yelled, you could hear the pain in his voice.

“I’m trying to help her! Brother come and help me!” Loki called out to Thor who obliged and slumped down next to you and his brother. Your eyes were failing you, they felt heavy and your body felt numb, you felt yourself drift to sleep and you let yourself.

“Hey hey honey don’t go to sleep.” Your dad said taking off your helmet as he pushed your hair out of your face, tears streaming down his face.

“I’m so cold.” You murmured trying your hardest to move your body, to try to get as far away from that spot.

“I know but just hold on a bit longer.” Your dad said his grip tightening around your suit, you couldn’t feel his touch but you don’t think you were even able to if the suit was stripped away.

“You have to move aside Stark.”

“I won’t leave her!” Your dad pleaded.

“We can save her but you have to move aside.”All the voices started melting together, your eyes were too heavy to keep them open and you let yourself close your eyes just for a second. Drifting off into a dreamless sleep, your body feeling hot feeling like hundreds of ice cubes being poured into your body all at once.

You shot up in a fright in a cold sweat, the moon light spilling into the room as rain hit the windows.Looking down your lap you saw machines hooked up to you, your fingers looked like they were dipped in black paint, veins being more prominent than you ever remembered them to be. You leaned back down trying to understand exactly what was happening, trying to remember exactly what was the last thing you remembered but everything was blank.

“Hey hey kid you’re awake.” Your dad exclaimed rushing over to your side.

“Yea I think I fell on my head while fighting.”

“No you were dead for an hour.” Loki said from the other side of you bed, he was looking through a magazine but his body was rigid and tense with worry. “We had to bring you back, you have God ummm” Loki said discarding his magazine trying to find the correct word.

“Juices. You have God juices flowing in you.” Thor said with absolute certainty as he nervously paced back and forth at the foot of your bed. You knitted your eyebrows together not knowing entirely what he had just said, Loki sighed and rubbed his temples trying his hardest to keep it together.

“No there is none of your “God juices” inside of my daughter.”

“What my idiot brother means is that you have the energy of the Gods of lightning and trickster bolted through you while you were dead. Not only did we revive you but you may have a bit of God energy in you, umm we never do this so you may have some side effects.” Loki said to you trying to avoid the daggers your father was throwing at him.

“Oh my god I’m frankenstein.” You said sitting up on the bed looking at the people around you. Your eyes traveled from everyone's faces and it landed on a boy you couldn’t quite place, you knew him but not sure from where exactly.

“I know you.” You said whispering to yourself and pointing at the boy who looked at you in surprise because you were talking to him. Everyone looked from you to the boy in deep confusion, Loki looked at you trying to understand what was happening. “What’s your name?” You asked, it was rude that everyone wasn’t introducing this new person.

“Pietro. Pietro Maximoff.” He said simply as if still confused why you were talking to him.

“Nice to meet you Pietro, so what’s your power?” You said your eyes lighting up with excitement, you did always love learning about new powers and new people. “I don’t have any but I think tha-”

“Did you say Pietro?” Wanda said gripping the side of your bed, her voice getting shaky.

“Yes I did?”

“Y/N he’s my brother. He’s my brother that has been dead for years.” Those words echoed through your mind ‘dead brother’ they rang inside your ears ‘dead’.

~Some time later~

You could see dead people but not in a simple way like ‘the six sense’ where you could tell who was alive and who wasn’t. Your life was filled with deaths and people that never left. Dinner seats that were left empty were always filled, faces of people confused as to why their place wasn’t set or why their loved ones wouldn’t talk to them. You saw dead people all around New York and you couldn’t tell who was actually there, being the only one that could see them made you frustrated beyond belief. You tried bringing someone back from the death but they were rotten and confused like they were walking through a dream, feeling every missing bone every open wound so you vowed never to do that again.

You thought you were a psychic that got the short end of the stick but it was worse, so much worse you had the power to bring back the dead. Their voices filled your head day and night with people crying out in grief or with endless request to bring them back to the land of the living.

“Hey are you okay?” Peter asked taking you out of your trance, you looked up at him with a warm smile.

“Yeah, I’m fine just thinking.” You said looking at Peter trying to ignore the dazed pilot that was walking around dripping wet.

“Cookie for your thoughts?” He said holding a cookie out to you scotting closer to you.

“I’m just worried about fighting Thanos.Think you can grow those extra six limbs and eyes? ” You scoffed

“I think I would just be a spider at that point. Your friendly neighborhood spider? I don’t think that would work.” He said scrunching his nose as he actually thought about it. “Would I be a spider with a Peter head or w-”

“Ahh, isn't it the sixth sense supers.” Bruce said smiling brightly at the two of you.

“The what?” You asked not knowing if you actually wanted to know the answer.

“Well you know you see dead people and the spider senses.” Bruce said pointing at you laughing slightly at his own joke.

“Hey Banner some help here please!” Clint called out as he struggled with some things he was holding, as they slipped and dropped around him.

“Hmm the sixth sense supers.” Peter said scotting closer to you “I like it, I’m like your sidekick.” He smiled at you and held your hand under the table.

“Yea right. More like I’m your sidekick.” You said playfully pushing him

“Hey 3 inches apart! I will throw you into a black hole Parker.” Tony said pointing at Peter then at you, he loved both of you but wished you guys wouldn’t be as close as you were just for his poor old heart.  Peter gave him a nervous smile and scotted a bit farther away from you, your dad nodded slightly trying his best not to crack a smile and continued on to what he was doing.The ship giving a slight rumble, intuitively you looked at the young man that gripped on tightly to a chair looking around wondering what he was doing there. The deep gash on his leg exposing some bone you wondered to what or who he was tied to, to make him be right here right now.

“Don’t worry I would rescue you from the black hole.” You smiled brightly making yourself look at Peter who had a small blush creep on his face. You knew you didn’t have a functional heart, a real one, one that wasn’t made by your dad but you swore you felt your heart flutter every time Peter smiled.

“When this is over we should go check out the astronomy museum.” Peter said scotting closer but then scotting back when he saw Tony pass by a hallway.

“You know you can just look outside dork.” You chuckled motioningly vaguely at the windows that had their curtains drawn, we were in the middle of space but nobody seemed to care.

“Yea yea but i meant stargazing which you can’t really do in New York. Be-because of pollution.” He said whispering the last part, nervousness seeping into his voice. You and Peter knew each other for years but you two were often stumbling over your words and face grow hot with embarrassment.

“Okay it’s a date.” You said to him, trying to keep your voice from shaking. You wondered if your dad felt his “heart” skip beats whenever he saw mom and you wondered if he wondered if you felt the same about Peter.

“Time to go everyone.” Steve said urging everyone to follow him.

“I got your back.” You said to Peter as you got up and followed Steve with Peter close next to you, both of you trying to avoid bumping into things surrounding the hallways.

“I got yours.” Peter said walking beside you before getting dragged my Clint ahead of you “Hey Y/n if aliens put eggs in my chest and I eat you I’m sorry.” Peter said as he walked backwards to look at you and motioned to his chest area. You groaned and urged him to turn around.

Once the fighting began, everything was happening so quickly but so slow, you had to see the anger of the living and the crying faces of friends and family tied to the living as they begged and pleaded for them to stop. Your head pounded with cries of anger and sadness not wishing what the dead thought about their loved ones and how they got there.

You saw everyone around you collapse and turn to dust crying out and reaching out for help that never came.Friends and family that you loved disappearing like they were never there at all, you wanted to reach out to grab them, to grab anyone but you were too scared they would break under your touch.

“Y/N I don’t feel so good…”  Peter said, your world came to a halt at that very moment. You grabbed onto him, your grip on his suit tightened ‘not him not Peter’. His face fell and you could see the pain painted on every inch of his face.

“You’re good, hey hey you’re fine.” You said as Peter began to turn to dust in front of your eyes.You were left bewildered holding fist fulls of dust that used to be your boyfriend,collapsing in a mess of tears and wailing. “I can fix you I can fix this.” You murmured gathering the dust that was once Peter.

~five years later~

People started showing up a wide smile spread over your face, you couldn’t name everyone and there was now too many people to tell who was alive.

“Please no.” You whimpered your blood running ice cold your shaky legs trying to back away. “Please someone tell me they can see him. Please.” You whispered, not wanting to call out, not wanting to make this seem any more real if it was whispered there was a chance this wasn’t real.

“Hey hey hey I’m real. I mean of course I’m real I meant that I’m alive.” Peter said reaching out towards you to touch you, you stumbled backwards in the midst of war you didn’t care where you bumped into you just couldn’t face the truth. You swallowed the hard lump and reached out to touch him, your fingers traced his cheeks holding back from sobbing.

“You’re really here.” You said bringing him into a hug, squeezing him tightly into the hug relief washing over you.

“I would never leave you. I love you but you have to get out of here it’s not safe.” Peter said breaking the hug and looking deep into your eyes, a mixture of relief and agony mixed up in his big brown eyes.

“No way we finish the same way we started, together.” You said pulling him in for a kiss, both of your faces flushing hot and red, it wasn’t your first kiss but the last one seemed a lifetime away almost like it wasn’t you but someone else. Your heart skipped beats and fluttered and for a moment you were worried you would short circuit.

“I think I got a plan.” Peter said as he quickly ran it by you, you hung onto every word he was saying missing his voice and how he knitted and raised his eyebrows whenever he talked. The way he talked with his hands all the time, you missed this you missed him.

“Okay.” You said nodding at Peter wanting to stay there with him but wanting to go to see the stars with him even more.

“Ready?”Peter said giving your hand one last squeeze, nodding the plan setting into motion.

“Aye Barney!” You yelled out to Thanos who snapped his head towards you a confused look spread across his face. Thanos was distracted just long enough for Peter to swing past him unnoticed, someone called out bringing attention to Peter. Your half baked plan failed miserably as you saw Peter start getting attacked.

‘Think think think Y/N THINK!’ you thought to yourself searching frantically around the battlefield. Your eyes locked onto a man with a squid head who was just floating around on the side of the enemy. ‘Okay here goes nothing’ you thought as you began running towards the man or thing or whatever it was

“Aye batter batter swing!”You yelled swinging a piece of wood at the squid man who fell to the ground with a thud. His face twisted to one of anger as you felt a tight grip on your throat that lifted you off the ground “Kinky really but you can’t kill the dead.” You said smiling to nobody in particular, the grip tightened more feeling your neck start snapping under the pressure a white light filling every inch of your vision.

The thing that was strangling you dropped your limp body, the white light merged into images of you, your sister and your parents sitting down in a meadow with a picnic set up. The summer sun surrounded you “Hey room for a couple more?” a voice called out, turning your head to see who it was you saw Peter along with your Aunt Wanda, Natasha and your uncles Thor, Loki, Steve, Bucky, Sam, Bruce and Scott all walking towards you four.

“You made it!” You said smiling up at the people that were standing over you, Peter leaned down to your level brushing a loose strand of hair behind your ear.

“You have to wake up.” Peter said but not in his own voice, his mouth mouthed the words but a much harsher and deep voice came out.Before you could say anything you gasped up for air and the white light that filled your eyes went away as soon as it came, and you were back again in the battle.

“Told you you can’t kill the dead.” You said jolting up from the ground wasting no time to get back into battle. Calling for people that were long dead to help you and everyone else. Ordinary and extraordinary people joining in to help take down the enemies, you really couldn’t kill the dead, after this was all done you made a note to help as many people cross over as you could.

The battle went on and it was all a motion blur, you jumped from your own body to other people helping them out and back to your own body.You couldn’t place exactly who was dead and who was alive but regardless of that your enemies punches still bruised you. In those moments you wanted to turn off your abilities, to only worry about fighting the living and not the dead as well. A man, a normal looking man stood in front of you a gun pointed at you.

A normal gun nothing about it was particularly special, at that moment surrounded by chaos and death you didn’t mind actually dying. Finally putting your mind to rest, not seeing people with deep wounds walking around confused in the streets, it was wicked even thinking it but if for one moment you could feel the warmth come back to your body you wanted it. No more heavy blankets or boiling showers to make your skin feel like it’s back to normal, finally putting balance back into the world.

The gun fired, your shirt stained with blood, perhaps it was fake and you just wanted it to be actual blood pouring out of your body actual foggined clouding your mind. Perhaps you just wanted to convince yourself that you were real and not just a thing, a robot that your father filled to the brim about anything and everything, nothing and something all wrapped up in a nice bow. You fell the ground not wanting to leave them behind but not wanting to be the next step of your powers into turning into the actual God of death, you couldn’t think you could bare seeing people that were only dead day in and day out.

“Y/n stay with me please. Please don’t leave me.” Peter said his cheeks already stained with tears as he clung on to your hand.You wanted to die but not here not now, opening your eyes you looked up at him.

“I can’t die,who’s going to bring the necromancer back to life?” You said trying your best to laugh, as you heaved over and coughed up blood shaking your head wanting to shake your thoughts into place. You let your head fall to the side and instead of smiling faces you saw your dad slumped over, his suit banged up and dirty, all the energy and color that usually surrounded him was gone it was all gone.

“Wait what’s happening?” You asked but you didn’t wait for a response you just reached out for him, ignoring the shifting broken ribs moving inside of you and you stretched trying to go to your dad. You tried giving him all your energy every last drop of energy you had just to save him, but everything failed and all the power that you could feel course you stopped. They stopped cold in their tracks and the one moment you needed your powers they failed you, you failed him.

“I tried bringing him back Peter I really did but I couldn’t” You said whaling trying to reach out to grab your father’s hand but hundred of volts of what felt like electricity ran through your body causing you to curl back into your body. You wanted to rip out this part of you and put it into your dad, a deformed and decaying body part but a part that would bring him back to you.

“It’s okay Y/N it’s okay there wasn’t anything you could’ve done.” Peter said scopping you up into his arms letting you cry into his shirt. You wished you could trade traces with your dad, your dad that laid there leaning against a rock dead his mouth hanging open and his eyes devoid from anything.

“That’s what I do! That’s all I fucking do and I failed! I want my dad! I want my dad.” You said crying, clinging to peter’s suit

“Hey hey hey Peter hands off my daughter!” You heard a familiar voice call out which made your head snapped towards the voice, ignoring the pain that shot through your body. You saw your dad walking towards you and Peter and for a moment your heart stopped. His suit looked clean and pressed making him stand out from the dirty and hellish scene around him, you wanted to call out to him but you couldn’t do that to Peter, to mom, to your family. His hand spread out in front of him, his eye catching a glimpse of it making him recoil it back to his side pretending like he didn’t see that. “Oh wow I guess I’m dead now huh?” He said giving out a nervous laugh looking around the long faces of everyone there.You simply nodded, unable to speak and even if you did you didn’t know what to say.

“He promised to take care of you if anything were to happen to me.But now you have to promise that you’re going to take care of him. Please just take care of each other, I won’t be able to do it anymore.” Your dad said as he nervously rocked on his heels trying his best to not break down crying, not for his own sake but for yours.

[mirkwoodshewolf]

A girl’s best familiar; Winchester brothers x sister reader

Here is yet another supernatural fic that I worked on after seeing another episode of SPN. I may even post another one that I finished recently yesterday. Now the opening scene was inspired from s8 ep.15 which kinda helped inspire the whole fic. Now I will add a face cast for another character in this story. I also want to apologize for the ending incase it sucked cause I feel like it did so I would like some feedback on what you all though of it.

Now warnings: Swearing, SUICIDE IS MENTION *If this triggers you PLEASE DO NOT READ IT*, torture *again if triggered DO NOT READ*, doggies (yes that is a warning I made it for my Dean oneshot) 

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It all began with a stay at a hotel in St. Louis. Sam and Dean Winchester had just finished up a case and were gonna stay one more night at their motel then take off early the next morning back to the bunker.  Sam was in the bathroom washing his hands when he heard the sound of scratching at the door.

He shut off the water and turned around slowly and heard the scratching continue. He walked towards the door and slowly opened it to reveal a pure black Alaskan noble companion dog sitting outside.  It looked up at Sam and whimpered looking up at him with big brown puppy dog eyes.  Sam looked around hoping to see an owner but that’s when the dog raced inside and as Sam tried to stop him it was too late.  The Alaskan noble hoped up on his bed and made itself comfortable.

Sam closed the door and walked up towards the dog and spoke to it.

“Oh boy umm….hey, you friendly?” He held out his hand and the dog sniffed it before giving it a lick then Sam said, “Friendly, good, alright. You’re a pretty cool-looking dog”. The dog then rolled onto its back grunting revealing his belly to Sam. “Oh really you want a belly scratch?” Sam proceeded to him a belly scratch which he seemed to enjoy as its tongue rolled out of its mouth panting happily. “So who do you belong to?” 

Sam took notice of the bandana wrapped around the dog’s neck and lifted it up to see if there was also a collar underneath but saw that there wasn’t any.

“No collar or tags just a bandana okay….what are you doing here boy?” It was then Sam heard a familiar rumble of the Impala signaling that his older brother Dean was back. “Oh no” Sam muttered which made the dog whimper.

Sam opened the door and quickly shut it and greeted his brother and Dean greeted him back as he held in his hand a couple bags of groceries.

“Okay, okay look before you get pissed off. I just want you to know that this isn’t my fault. He just—showed up at the door, okay? Didn’t track any mud just wanted a belly scratched, I figured maybe he could spend the night and we could—try to find his home in the morning”. Sam then opened the door but when Dean looked inside he was even more surprised to see what was inside.

Now leaning up against Sam’s bed was a man about the same age as the brothers, sleeked back pure black hair, dark grey eyes that almost looked black, a scruffy beard starting to form.  His clothing was pure casual but the significant feature was the black jacket, a couple of rings decorated his fingers, and around his neck was the same red bandana that the Alaskan noble wore.  Dean looked at Sam questioningly and said.

“So long as he gets his own room”. When Sam turned around his paranoia grew higher as he whispered to Dean.

“Three seconds ago he was a dog!” The Winchester brothers came in with either a knife or gun drawn and the man said.

“Don’t even bother those won’t work on me. You’ve met someone like me before, in fact she’s my half-cousin Portia”.

“You’re a familiar?” Dean questioned.

“You got it pal, the names Billy”. Billy then got up and continued, “And I’m here to ask you guys for help”.

“Our help? In case you didn’t know Billy boy, witches and us don’t exactly mix. And your ‘half-cousin’ we only helped her out because her witch was an old friend of ours. Other than that we don’t help witches” Dean stated.

“Well this witch is closer to you than he was!” Billy snarled. He then walked up to the brothers and untied the bandana and held it out to them and asked, “Does this bandana look familiar to you guys?” Sam took it in his hands and examined it closely but saw no initials or anything.

“How do we know you couldn’t have swiped this at a store or something?” Sam questioned.

“I knew you’d say that, which is why I also have this”. Billy then pulled something out from his jacket and handed it to Dean.  Dean unfolded the piece of paper to reveal a familiar photo.  Once the boys saw the picture, they immediately turned towards Billy.“Yes, I’m your sister’s familiar. And she’s in trouble”.

“Okay so start from the beginning pal, what happened to our baby sister and I swear to God if anything happened to her I’ll—”

“Dean be cool! Billy feels guilty enough already!” Sam proclaimed. He then turned towards the familiar and said, “Just tell us what happened?”

“Your sister and I had gotten wind of a couple of witches dabbling into some serious dark magic near New Orleans about a month ago. We thought it would be a simple burn and dust. I was on point, then before I knew it I was blindsided and it all just went wrong. When I finally woke up, your sister was missing. I searched and searched the entire city but I couldn’t find her anywhere. I even tried to reach out to her telepathically but everytime she hasn’t respond”. At that moment Sam and Dean took a huge deep sigh.

They both knew their little sister was cursed with witchcraft after a witch hunt gone wrong.  She feared so much that she would become a bad witch but they always made sure to keep her in track by allowing her to only use her magic to heal their injuries and make potions to help stop other witches.  Then one day with no note, she left them and they hadn’t really heard from her since. They didn’t even know where she was currently living.

And now after a few years with no word on her, they are suddenly called up by their sister’s familiar and are told that she could be in deep trouble.  It’s bad enough that she’s a Winchester but if they get word of her witch powers, those monsters will tear her to shreds, or even worse other hunters will get word about her.

“Alright take us to the place where you and our sister went to for that witch hunt, Sammy get the bags packed, we’re leaving tonight”. Sam nodded then he packed up the bags while Dean went out of the hotel room to check them out early due to a family emergency and soon the three of them pilled in the car and Dean turned to Billy and said.

“Don’t go shittin in my backseat or barfing back there, one slip up and you’re walking the rest of the way to New Orleans, got it?”

“I don’t get car sick, and I’ve got more class than that. I’m not full dog you know”. Billy stated. Dean turned on the ignition and they took the long drive from St. Louis to New Orleans. 

When they arrived in New Orleans, they first checked into a local motel then Billy led them to the warehouse where he had last seen (y/n) Winchester.  He was currently in dog form sniffing around till finally he stopped and looked at the brothers and Sam said.

“Is this where it happened?” Billy nodded then he began sniffing the ground and could still smell his master’s scent.  He whimpered sadly and got down on his stomach right where (y/n) once stood and whimpered sadly again. “Hey, we’ll find her. This wasn’t your fault”. Sam said as he stroked Billy’s head.

“Hey! Hey think I got something over here!” Dean’s voice cried out. Sam and Billy turned towards Dean and they walked up to him and Dean held out a small shell-casing. “Silver bullet casing,” Sam took it in his hand then Dean continued, “and something else too,” he then pulled out a familiar piece of clothing and he said, “Ringing any bells Sammy?”

“Gordon!” Sam sneered.

“Seems that sick bastard is back, and worse he’s got our little sis ‘cause I found this next to his piece of fabric”. He then held up the silver ring that they both gave her to keep the moment she became a witch. “Hey Billy come here,” Billy walked up towards Dean and he told him, “Can you track Gordon down?” Billy nodded determinately now knowing who exactly they were dealing with.

Dean held out the piece of fabric and Billy took a long good sniff of it before sniffing the ground and letting out a snarl and a series of barks as he went charging on ahead with the brothers’ close behind him in their Impala.

*My POV*

I don’t know how long it’s been since I was captured and tortured by the sick hunter we once came across on our travels Gordon. Could’ve been days, weeks, months, hell maybe even a year for all I know.  All I know is that I won’t last long in this hell hole.

The bastard had led me and Billy straight to a trap, he took me, suppressed my magic by putting some kind of cuff on me and kept me locked in some kind of secret hide way strapped to a table and enduring torment after torment.  Lately he’s decided to end it all and go with ‘electro-therapy’ as he likes to call it.  To try and convince me that magic is a sin and so am I. And it can all end if I give him my consent for him to kill me.  I heard the door open and Gordon came strolling in and he said to me.

“Good morning little Winchester”. I remained silent. I didn’t want to waste my breath on him, he didn’t deserve to have the satisfaction of hearing my voice. “Oh what no good morning sweetheart?” I still didn’t answer him, just glared at him.  “Well then I guess we get down to business but first I want to run something by you, there’s a rumor that your brothers are in town”.

What? How the hell did they find me? I haven’t seen them in three years when I left them at 13 to protect them. I was having some trouble with my magic so I hid it from my brothers.  The first sign was the hand trembling and then one day a huge red energy erupted in the middle of an alleyway.

Thankfully no one was hurt and no one saw it happen but it was that moment that I knew I couldn’t be near my brothers.  So that night in Beuford, South Carolina I packed up my things and left. I traveled along the road all night till I got to the next town and took shelter in it for a while before heading off again.

A few months later when I reached in some small town in North Carolina, I met him. My Familiar; Billy. 

I don’t like to admit this but—I got low, I didn’t see any way out with my powers growing worse and worse each day.  And my brothers hadn’t even tried to come and find me which got me thinking that they were probably glad to be rid of their witchy-bitchy sister. Better to throw her out then stay with the enemy and figure a way how to kill her in her sleep.

So I went up to the Winter Hill bridge and was about to jump, when I heard frantic barking beside me.  When I turned to see the Alaskan noble companion sitting there, it whimpered at me while staring at me with sad eyes.  Like my brother Sammy, I’m a sucker for dogs. So I got down off the bridge and the dog immediately ran up to me and proceeded to kiss all over my face.

It was then shortly the next morning when I found a man around the same age as my brother Sam sleeping curled up beside me holding me to his chest.  It was then he introduced himself as Billy and told me that he was my Familiar. He explained to me what they were and that he’s been looking for me for a long time. I thought I was crazy but I took him in and he’s helped me with my depression, he helped me train and focus my magic and for the past three years he’s been like my third brother, and my best friend. 

But it was on that hunt god knows how long ago when I was separated from him. And I have a feeling that he must’ve gone to my brothers and told them what happened to us.

“First I’ve heard of it, don’t know why they would be here in New Orleans”. I tried to pass off.

“Ain’t it obvious sweetheart? They’re here for you. However sad news for them is that they’ll only find their sister’s corpse once I’m done with you”. He then activated the machine and shocks once again ran through my body.  I groaned and felt my body spazzing out but due to my restraints I could only lift my head up and arch my back in agony until he stopped the machine and I collapsed back onto the table.

“You have no—idea who you’re dealing with” I groaned out.

“Actually sweetpea you don’t know who you’re dealing with,” he came over me and said in my face.  “Every hunter out there knows your dirty little secret. Word travels fast especially when it involves you and your brothers. You go back out there on the road, and there will be hunters who won’t hesitate to shoot you, Me, I’m giving you a mercy killing. You see I may have failed to kill your brother Sammy years ago with that demon Azazel, but witches, them bitches be a whole different story. I won’t make that mistake, because all it takes is just a taste of dark magic and you’re hooked for life. So I’ll spare your brothers the pain and just kill you right here and now”.

“Do you bad guys ever not monologue your plans to the heroes?” I asked. Gordon glared down at me and upped the voltage and turned it on making me grit my teeth in pain.  He just watched me suffer for over a minute and a half before he finally turned it off.

“You know you definitely got your brother Dean’s sense of humor and you’ve got Sammy’s good heart but—deep down you know the truth. You’re beyond hope, and no one’s coming to save you, not even your brothers”.

“If—they are here….you’ll be very, very sorry you took me”.

“Hate to break it to you sweetheart but they’re happy to be done with you. Been told that the minute you left town, they were celebrating. Drinking shots and hooking up with a few girls on the side, happy to be rid of a witch-bitch like you”. I just looked at him in shock. 

I know his tricks. He’s done this before and he likes to talk but hearing this and knowing back then I thought like that myself, it brought back those insecurities and doubts. Maybe my brothers are just here for a separate case and don’t want to have anything to do with me anymore. Maybe they came to terms with the fact that their little sister is a real witch and want nothing to do with her anymore.

My thoughts were interrupted when I felt higher voltage shocking me and I let out a scream.

*3rd Person POV*

Billy stopped at a closed down crawfish factory by the docks.  He sniffed the ground and could smell Gordon’s scent nearby but he could also smell something else too.  He phased into his human state just as Baby came rolling in and the brothers came out of their car.

“Is he in there?” Dean asked.

“Yes, and I can smell (y/n) in there too. But our connection is still blocked I can’t reach her”. Billy said.

“Alright, Sammy you take around back, I’ll take the front, and Bill we’ll whistle for yah for an attack”. Dean explained the plan.

“Screw that plan my master’s in there and I took a vow to make sure no harm comes to her! I already failed her once I’m not going through it again. I won’t wait in the shadows for a signal, I’m going in there with you both whether you like it or not!” Billy snapped. Dean looked at Billy’s eyes and saw the loyalty this guy had towards his little sister and finally gave in.

“Alright but one slip up and you’re dead. Gordon doesn’t take any prisoners, he almost tried to kill Sam one time by blowing him up by using me and (n/n) as bait. And I don’t want my little sis crying over your dead body once we get her out of here”.

“If I have to die to ensure her safety, so be it” Billy stated before taking off into the crawfish factory with the brothers close behind him.  As the three men walked silently around the abandoned factory, they soon heard screams echoing through the walls.

“Shh, shh. Do you guys here that?” asked Sam.  Dean and Billy stopped and listened and soon the screaming came out again.

“That’s (y/n)!” Billy exclaimed.

“Can you track where she’s at?” Dean demanded.

“I get the first bite out of the bastard first!” Billy’s eyes soon glowed into his dog colors eyes then the next minute the boys saw him turn into his dog form and his ears twitched and he took off running with the brothers behind him.

*My POV*

This was unlike any pain I’ve ever endured before. I have been cut up, bitten, punched, tossed around like a rag doll, and even whipped but this was unlike any other torture I have ever been through.

Gordon now had the voltage up to its maximum limit as I could even hear the machine humming due to so much voltage percentage.  I was literally spazzing on the table as the shocks went all through my body until it stopped and I was back on the table.

“You feel that? Huh, that’s the end of you Winchester!” He then turned it back on and my back arched again.  My vision went black and my brain was going fuzzy. I couldn’t even scream anymore because I have been screaming for god knows how long about an hour ago when the dick literally left it in for five minutes. The second that machine turned off, I collapsed and I blacked out.

*3rd Person POV*

Gordon looked down at the Winchester’s youngest sibling and sneered to her as he took out a silver blade.

“Now you’re not gonna get the chance to hurt anyone”. Suddenly he heard barking and the next thing he saw when he looked up was a giant black dog launching at him knocking him back against the machine breaking it.

Billy had tackled Gordon down to the ground and while barking like a rapid dog, he proceeded to literally tear Gordon to pieces.  He first went for the hand that held the knife and bit down so hard, he actually felt bone and Gordon let out an agonizing scream.  Billy then bit Gordon’s shoulder and tossed him down tearing away clothes and flesh.  Blood spurted out of Gordon like a fountain then Billy actually phased back into his human form and started to literally beat the crap out of Gordon with punches and kicks before finally picking him up by the throat and slamming him against the wall.

“I’ve been looking for you yah son of a bitch!” Billy then took out his hidden knife he kept within the sleeve of his jacket and began to blindly but accurately stab Gordon in the throat before jamming the knife deep into his skull. “You look into my eyes you piece of shit, kidnapping and torturing a child is one thing, kidnapping and torturing my master, that’s a whole different story. Never come between a witch and their familiar!” Billy then beat Gordon’s head against the one with one strong blow and Gordon collapsed dead on the ground.

Billy took his knife out from Gordon’s head and flicked the blood off before turning to see her brother’s just getting in and seeing the damage of the room. Billy put his knife back in place and raced up to (y/n).  He along with her brothers worked to get the restraints off of her and unhooked the wires and suction cups from her temples and when Billy took notice of her arm, everything fell into place.

“That’s why I couldn’t reach her telepathically, he cuffed her with a magic restraint”.

“Then let’s get it off, Sammy get a knife out”.

“It doesn’t work like that, it’s not like any ordinary bind. Once locked onto a witch only magic from another witch can release it. But luckily I know someone who can help us and she’s not far, but we have to hurry, she’ll die if we don’t get her there fast!” Billy picked up his master and led onwards downwards towards the dock and managed to find a boat and as her brother’s climbed in, Billy fired up the engine and drove the boat while Sam and Dean held their sister and wiped away her sweat.

As they rode down the bayou they came to a cabin in the middle of the swamp.  Billy stopped the boat and picked up (y/n) from her brothers and walked along the wooden deck and up the stairs to the cabin.

“Who exactly are we seeing here Billy?” asked Sam.

“Mama Odie is the best known witch this side of New Orleans, she’s been helping (y/n) control her powers ever since we came here 2 years ago”.  Once they came up to the door, Sam knocked on the door and it immediately opened up.  Dean and Sam were a little skeptical but Billy immediately walked in and Sam muttered.

“Dean you really think we should just go waltzing in?”

“Billy did it, plus if what he says is true then we’ve got no choice, this is our sister Sammy. We’ve finally found her after three years, and I’m not gonna lose her now so at this rate I’ll be desperate enough to allow a witch to heal our baby sister”. Dean then walked in followed by Sam and the door immediately shut behind them.

“Is that ol Billy boy I hear’ a comin?” A New Orleans’s accent came out.

“Right here Mama Odie”. A cackle soon came out but it wasn’t like no evil witch’s cackle, more like a friendly grandma’s cackle and soon a black woman around her late 40’s, she wore all white with golden earrings hanging lowly on her ear and golden bracelets on her wrists as well as some golden rings.

“Ohhhh Billy-boy its sooo good to hear ya voice again honey, how you been sugar?”

“Mama Odie, it’s (y/n). Her magic is under a restricted cuff, and she’s been tortured for over a month, we need your help”.

“Oh my, oh my, bring her on in honey!” Billy rushed towards Mama Odie and it was then Dean said.

“Please you have to save her. At least tell us she’s gonna be alright, she’s not gonna die is she?”

“Would you calm down Dean Winchester?! You Winchesters I tell you what, men ain’t got no patience whatsoever”. Mama Odie grumbled as Billy set her down on a small bed big enough to hold her.

“You know who we are?” asked Sam.

“Sammy my boy I’ve heard a lot about you Winchesters even before I met your sister, I see all and know all. Now you boys leave me to work in peace and go sit over there”. Mama Odie then began to brew some magic powder to help get the cuff off of (y/n)’s wrist.

She threw in every ounce of magic powder, grinded it up, added some crow’s feet, skin of a frog and eye of newt and mixed it up until finally the powder was a pure blue. She then took a hand full of it and sprinkled it onto the cuff which slowly dissolved it freeing (y/n) from her bond.

“Now that the cuff is off, she’ll be okay. Given time and rest, her magic should return to her”. She said to the boys whom all sighed with relief.  Billy took Mama Odie’s hands and thanked her.

“Thank you Mama Odie, thank you so much” he kissed her fingers making Mama Odie laugh and she said.

“Aww Billy I love you like the son I never had. Now you boys hadn’t eaten anything all day so why don’t you have a bite of my gumbo?”

“Oh we—we really couldn’t impose, we…..”

“Nonsense Sammy-boy, now you boys better sit your butts down before I whip you behinds into oblivion”. Mama Odie proclaimed.

“Better do as she says boys, she don’t play around when it comes to her guests”. Billy stated as he made himself a bowl of Mama Odie’s gumbo. 

As the boys ate, they felt their taste buds had died and gone to heaven, even Dean found himself falling for the witch’s cooking, and when she brought out the banana cream pie, Dean was in hook-line-and sinker. He even told her that he didn’t care if she were to cook him up and eat him so long as he got more pie which made Mama Odie laugh.

“Boy that sister of yours wasn’t lyin when she said her eldest brother loved himself a pie. I give you anymore, you’re gonna run me outta house and home”.

“Mama Odie where have you been all my life?” Dean asked. Sam then turned his attention to see Billy turn into his dog form and hop up onto the bed where his sister was sleeping and placed his head on her stomach breathing out heavily once in a while.

“When he brought her to me, I had never seen such a fragile little thing. Poor honey-pie was so scared of her powers and so filled with darkened thoughts, I thought something horrible would happen to her”. Mama Odie’s voice broke Sam from his thoughts and he said.

“It was pretty bad, even after we killed the witch that cursed her, we still had no idea how to help her”.

“Hate to break it to yah boys but there’s nothing that can be done. Once a witch curses another host to have his or her powers, the power sticks to them like bees to honey. Now your sister, she maybe fragile but she has strength to her, gets it from her older brothers”. Both Sam and Dean smiled at that point and both brothers turned towards their sister. “She’s missed you guys soo much. Not a day went by where she didn’t regret leaving you boys”.

“Believe us, when we woke up to see her gone we were devastated. Any case we got we hoped to come across her. If it involved a witch, we prayed to God that it wouldn’t be her”. Sam stated.

“Well under my tutelage, she hasn’t touched a speck of black magic, and her heart’s still as pure as a shining star. She’s mainly stuck around here, helping me get rid of some witches that are drawn to here. New Orleans is like a drug for witches, this city here is where the most powerful of magic is at. Anything Supernatural that can wield magic is drawn to here like a moth to a flame, the power here is addictive and some witches want to use that power for darkness. But your little sister along with her familiar, helped me bring those bitches down”.

“Never thought I’d live to see the day when I would hear a witch call another witch a bitch” Dean stated.

“Oh believe me honey, them bitches be better off buried six feet under”.

“Amen to that sister” Mama Odie and Dean clinked their beer bottles and drank to that. 

It was then they heard a soft groan and when they turned around, the three of them saw (y/n) beginning to wake up.

*My POV*

I slowly opened my eyes to feel a cold, wet rag on top of my head and some sort of pressure on my stomach.  When my vision became clear, I saw lanterns lighting up a wooden cabin and when I looked to my right, I saw Billy in his dog form.

“Billy?” He let out a happy whimper and proceeded to lick my face frantically whimpering happily. I smiled and stroked through is soft black fur as he proceeded to nuzzle my neck grunting lovingly.

“Glad to see you up honey” I turned to my left to see Mama Odie.

“Mama Odie…..”

“Hold on sugar before you continue talking take a sip of this”. She handed me a cup and at first I thought it would be potion but when the taste was just normal water, I gulped it down like my life depended on it.

“You guys found me?” I asked.

“Billy did, he brought you here after he saved you from that hunter that had you hostage for over a month”.

“A month?” I turned towards Billy to see his ears bent back and looking down at me with guilt. I stroked his head and said to him. “But you found me in the end, thanks Billy”.

“But it wasn’t just him, he got someone else involved to help find you too” Mama Odie stated and it was then she backed away and I soon saw my two brothers standing there.

I felt my body tense up and Mama Odie winked at me before leaving the room.  I turned to Billy and he nodded to me before licking my cheek one last time before trotting behind Mama Odie giving my brothers and I some privacy.

God it was sooo awkward. The silence between us, I didn’t know what to say and I didn’t want to start off by arguing. For the first time in three years here were my brothers a bit older looking than when I last saw them and I had no idea what the hell I was going to say.

“I umm…..I guess you both are probably wondering—” I was stopped by the two of them embracing me in the famous Winchester bro-sandwich embrace. Growing up, whenever I was sad or lonely, my brothers came up with this hug they like to call the Winchester bro-sandwich. Dean always hugged me from the right while Sammy always got the left.

“Don’t you ever scare us like that again” Dean whimpered.  I looked up at them nervously and for the first time I had actually seen both of my brothers crying, like real crying not like fake tears or ugly crying but real, genuine tears.  I allowed tears to fall down my face as well as I nuzzled my face into Sammy’s chest and placed my hand on top of Dean’s head stroking his face and hair. 

That entire time was silent. Neither my brothers or I said a single word, in fact I don’t think anything else needed to be said. Just the fact that they came all because of Billy and the fact that they didn’t start off this reunion by yelling at me, I knew right there and then that my brothers missed me as much if not even more than I missed them.

Then once Mama Odie gave me the all clear to go home, we all gathered back on the boat and Billy now back in human form drove us back to the docks and from there on it was back into the Impala and my brothers took both Billy and I back to their motel. 

For the rest of the night until the early morning, my brothers and I just talked. We talked and talked and talked about random and small things that we rarely talked up, things that we all had been up to, they asked me about my progress in magic, they wanted to know everything so I told them what they wanted and it was the same vice versa.

I don’t even know what time it ended up being, but while it was still pitch black out, my brothers and I soon passed out and fell asleep together in one bed like we used to when we were kids.

*Dean’s POV*

As I lay there watching my baby sis sleep, I couldn’t help but think that the world was for once finally back in order. After all this time, she was safe and still the same girl she’s always been from the moment I held her in my arms when she was born. I might’ve failed her before when she ran away, but this time I was gonna do better. Sammy and I were gonna prove to her that those dark demons that would invade her mind are nothing but lies.

I soon heard the sound of the jointing bedroom door open up and through the shadows I could instantly tell that it was Billy in that mutt form of his.  He was on his stomach staring up at us and he let out a couple of soft grunts.  I felt the corner of my mouth lift up and normally I wouldn’t allow this ever not even for a billion dollars, but I owe him for everything he’s done for our little sis. 

I gestured him to come. 

Billy immediately hopped up on the bed and went straight for (y/n). He softly nuzzled underneath her arm until he was fully underneath her arm with his face almost parallel to hers.  He then looked up at me and I rubbed his head and whispered to him.

“Thank you, for everything you’ve done”. He let out a grunt before closing his eyes and falling asleep. I stroked his head a few more times before falling asleep myself wrapping an arm around my baby sis.

*Extended ending*

“Now that threat still stands, if you even shift into that mutt form of yours in this car you’re walking the rest of the way. You know what scratch that I’ll just have your nuts clipped off”. Dean said.

“You really don’t like dogs do you? And if you even try to clip my balls, I’ll lock you in a room full of cats you dick” Billy teased. I then tossed his tennis ball at his face which made his face suddenly turn stone stoic.

“Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?” I asked as I turned back to my magazine.

“Sometimes, and I’ll do it again right now!” I was then pulled in and felt Billy’s scruffy face plant kisses all over my face making me exclaim out playfully trying to get out of his strong grip. “Get off!” I playfully shoved him away and Dean laughed as he continued to drive on and I told him, “And don’t think you’re off the hook yet either Buster-brown. Threaten to castrate my Familiar again and I’ll turn you into a dog and have you fixed, see how you like it”. At that statement Dean shut up which made Sam and Billy laugh.

“Oh (n/n) you never cease to amaze me”. Sam stated as he held his fist out and I fist-bumped him and I went back to reading my magazine as Dean kept driving onward.

[fatesinthenight]

Bim's Date (part 5)

"Your going to be fine." Amy looks at Mark. He looks down at his lap fiddling with his phone nervous. They are in a car parked outside your house. "I should have done this sooner..." Mark saids sadly.

"I think (Y/N) needed time alone after what happened. They needed space." Amy assures Mark. Mark sigh and looks up at Amy. "But its been five days. What if the damage has already been done and they don't want to hear an apology. Im the last person they want to see. I hurt one of my fans... I never wanted to do that." The day you left Bim called Mark and told him what had happened. Mark felt terrible and he also wanted to be alone, Chica giving him many licks and cuddles to comfort him. Amy came over and Mark said what had happened, she just let him rest his head on her shoulder and told him it wasn't his fault. Even so Mark still made his videos but he put on a front when he was still feeling bad. So Amy got him and told him he should explain to you why the egos were so worried and how you didn't do anything wrong. So there they are infront of your house.

Amy takes Mark's hand. "Mark it doesn't hurt to try. I will go with you. I'm here for you." Amy smiles at Mark. It makes him feel better for a moment. He leans over and gives her a kiss. "Thank you." Mark takes a deep breath. "Lets do this."

You are on your computer. You log onto your YouTube account and scroll through the videos. Then you pause over one that was recommended to you, it was the fist time Bim was introduced in a skit. You linger over it and sigh. After you got home you got home you got five phone calls from Bim. You didn't answer them and went to bed. The second day you got ten phone called and four texts asking to please talk. The third day you got a long text saying how bad he felt about everything and how badly he wanted to make up for it. On the fourth day you got one last phone call but this time he left a voice mail. He said it was his last message and that he was sorry and you can hear the hurt in his voice and he hung up. You never deleted the message and sometimes listened to it, why you didn't know but you did. You felt tears coming in but you shake it off telling yourself it was for the best because you were only causing problems. just then you hear a knock at the door. Your in some pajama bottoms at a t-shirt but you don't care to dress up before you answer and open the door.

"Hi I'm Amy. Are you (Y/N) by any chance?" Amy smiles at you. You just stand there in awe. Amy is at your door... she looks cuter in person. It takes you while to respond. "Ummm yea that me..." You try to act cool. Amy just smiles like a little ray a sunshine. "I know this is very unexpected but he wanted to talk to you." Amy tugs Mark into view where he was standing away from the door. Now your really freaking out on the inside. Mark is at your house standing right infront of you... o shit. " I technically met you already but not really as me. So reintroduction time. Hi I'm Mark it is nice to really meet you (Y/N)." He holds out his hand to you. You feel like your dreaming but when you reach out and shake his hand it feels really. You don't know what to say but all you can muster up is "I like your videos"... smooth.

"umm how do you know where I live?" You realize how the heck did they get to your house. Mark scratches his head. "Well you see I ummm..." He hesitates but then Amy tells you. "I asked Google for it when they others looking into you. Don't worry I asked him not to tell anyone." You think about it for a moment. Well dam I got internet stalked by the egos, Amy, and Mark... when they say senpi notice me this is not what you had in mind. "At this point im not that surprised." You shrug.

"I just wanted to talk you about what happened. I know I had a part in it and I fucked up too. So I want to fully apologize for my part if you will let me." Mark is serious and Amy holds his hand for encouragement. You think to yourself, Mark came here personally to say he is sorry... he really feels bad. "That's fine with me. You can come in." Mark walks in and Amy takes a step back. "O would you look at the time I have a thing to do. An important thing. You guys are good right? Right good! Ok I will get you in like... fifteen minutes ok." Amy kisses Mark's cheek and finger guns her way back to the car and drives off. "So that just happened." You are so confused. Mark just looks out the door in awe. "Clever girl..." After some time processing what happened you both take a seat on the couch.

"I think I should start at the beginning." Mark saids looking at you. "So you know from Bim that the egos don't go out on dates right? Well there is a reason for that. One time someone took an interest in Bim. They were really nice and Bim was happy. They talked a lot and they hung out sometimes. He was very happy until one day they said when they were going to meet me. Bim didn't think much of it and asked me to come over. So I did and met them. They talked to me a lot and ignored Bim the whole time. Then when I told them they were being rude they just said they just wanted to talk to me and getting to Bim as the only way to do it. To make it worse Google found that they were bragging about it. So I made them leave and Bim felt used and hurt because of me..." Mark looks sad but continues. "Soon they decided not to date because of that reason. They didn't want to be used to get to me or just to make some internet popular. I feel bad because they don't get to have that part of being with someone because of me... one fan got hurt once from it and we didn't want it to happen again..."

"Someone got hurt before?" You are surprised, you thought you would have heard about it. "Yea but no one would really know because Dark took care of that. He has his ways and well he wanted to them to be fine." Mark saids. "Wait Dark cared for someone?" Now that was surprising. Mark chuckles. "Yea that's what we all said... but he is full of surprises though."

"What happened if I may ask?" You are very curious about it. "That's a story for another time... also he would kill me if I said it. He was the one that made the rule because of what happened though." Mark saids. "You did nothing wrong (Y/N). I'm sorry for what I did I really am but please don't be mad at Bim. He really cares about you I could tell. Give him a chance please." Mark looks at you waiting for your answer.

 You look at the floor, you understand why they did what they did. It wasn't Bim's fault and he didn't want you to get hurt. Now you understand why they acted the way they did you don't blame them. Then you think of Bim. The first time you saw him in a video he was your favorite ego.  Then after the second time in Markiplier T.V you were happy he came out again. You wished you had his confidence because you were so shy. Then by chance you meet him and you knew it was him and not Mark. The look on his face when you called him by his name, he looked both surprised and so happy. They you got to know him and to you he wasn't just an ego he was his own person. You liked him for who he is and not just because he looked like your favorite YouTuber.

"I forgive you." You tell Mark. "I understand why you all were worried. Im still sorry I caused trouble. But I want you to know I really do like him. Not because he looks like you or that he came from you. Bim is Bim. He is someone else entirely. A confident guy infront of the camera and a showman but also shy to other things. He tries his best all the time and he likes helping others. He loves his plants. He is sweet and sensitive and really shows it and always tried to impress others. Also if you really look closely... his eyes are lighter brown than yours." You smile at that. You remember telling Bim that and he got so shy and said he never noticed that.

Mark smiles. It was the second time someone has talked about one of the egos not just as an ego but as a person. It made him happy. " Yea Bim is Bim. But im still the better looking one." Mark laughs. You laugh too. "Sure Mark. Everyone saids its Dark. Hate to burst your bubble." You say giggling. Mark makes a face. "Why do my fans have to love the evil one..." He sighs.

By then Amy comes back. You go outside to see Mark out. "Thank you. I'm glad we got to talk." You stand there wanting to ask something but think it would be weird. Mark notices. "Did you want to ask something?" He tilts his head. You feel nervous and ask anyway. "Can I have a hug?" Mark laughs and he gives you a huge hug. He lets go and smiles at you. "Now then you need to get back in there and get dressed unless we take you away like that in your pajamas." Mark points at your outfit. "Wait what?" You look at him puzzled.

"We can do this the easy way or the hard way..." Mark tries to sound threatening but you don't take him seriously at all and Amy rolls her eyes. "Sorry we are kidnaping you." Amy saids happily. Now you are being kidnapped by Mark and Amy... how did it come to this.

Willford is in the studio cleaning up. Bim would not leave his room for the past four days after the theater. They gave him his space and they all apologized to him ,not Dark of course, but Bim just wanted to be left alone. It left a dark cloud in the house. The others tried to move on but everytime they all sat down to eat Bim would come in, not talk to anyone, make himself food, and leave back to eat in his room. This day Willford tried to get Bim out by telling him they would do Bim's segment but the door never opened for him. What made it worse was Bim wasn't eating that day. Dr.Iplier left food at Bim's door and checked up on him later to find it untouched. Host tried to talk to him but Bim told him to leave. Ed was close to trying but didn't because he knew Bim wouldn't answer. Silver slid a note under the door saying he missed him but Bim slid it back out. Google stayed away, as much as he wanted to try he knew it wouldn't work, instead he looked up how to cope with someone with a broken heart. Even Yandere's creepy laugh didn't make him look out the room at night, that made Yandere actually disappointed. King of Squirrles would sit by the door and talk to Bim, even knowing he was just talking to himself he thought Bim would like some company. Dark didn't say anything to him, he continued his day normally thinking Bim should have known better.

Willford finishes up and walks out the studio hands in his pockets. he was so used to having Bim around that the past days without him have made him lose his usual pink killer craziness attitude. He would however still fire some rounds at the ceiling in frustration. His phone rings and he doesn't feel like answering it so ignores it, but then it rings again; his ringtone being his own voice saying "poof". He looks at who it is and sees it is Amy, he answers instantly. "Amy hi. What can I do for you missy?"

"Oooo so Amy calls and you answer automatically but when I call you ignore me!!" Mark yells. "Mark please be nice. Willford can you get Bim to come out of his room?" Amy asks. Willford is taken back by that. "Amy I know I'm a man that can do anything but that is something I don't think I can do." Willford saids sadly. "Said the guy that have a gun fight with a baby!" Mark yells at the phone in Amy's hands as he drives, Amy has Will on speaker. "Yea this is different even for me Mark." Will runs his hand through his pink hair. "Please Will its really important." Amy pleads. "Well I think I can do it if you put it that way." Will stands straight and starts walking to Bims room upstairs. "Awwww come on why do you only listen to Amy." Mark asks. Willford answers simply, " Because its Amy." He hangs up and starts going up the stairs.

 Back in the car only ten minutes away you sit in the backseat. "Wow Bim wasn't kidding... You guys do sound like their parents sometimes." Amy laughs " Yea comes off that way sometimes. Im the doting mom and Mark is the dad that no one listens to." Amy pats Marks head playfully as he sulks in his seat knowing how true that statement is.

Bim lays in bed curled up in his covers. He doesn't have the light on and his window is covered so no light comes in. He knows he told you his last message but he stares at his phone wanting to call. Instead he tosses his phone away to the floor and faces the wall. Then a light shines in his room as Willford kicks down his door. "Dark will pay for that later." Willford saids. Bim sits up and looks at Willford. "Will whatever you are doing i'm not up for it... just leave me alone." Bim curls up again and faces the wall. Willford goes to his bed and rips the covers from Bim who is in a t-shirt and pajama bottoms. His hair is messy and his glasses are full of stains from tears. "Bim Trimmer you scamp you need to get up out of bed and look good." Bim sits up and cleans his glasses with his shirt. He sits there looking so tired and miserable.

"What is the point... I don't feel like doing anything. I feel so empty. I never thought I would feel this way. I know the first time it happened I was hurt and just talked to doc about how I felt but this time is different. It feels like I got my heart ripped out. Like I have a void in my chest...It hurts Will.... and I don't know how to fix it.." Bim sulks in his spot. "I wonder if Dark felt this when it happened to him... but he doesn't really have a heart in the first place so he probably didn't care to much. Maybe he was and he hid it from us I don't know."

Will throws Bim some clothes. "Look Bim we all know your feeling hurt but trust me when I say you are going to want to look good for this. It is a request from Amy." Bim holds his suit jacket and looks at Willford, " Amy? Will I don't know if I'm up for a visit even from Amy..."

"Just do it. She said it is important. I will let you get ready." Willford picks up the door he kicked down and tried to put it back in place. Bim sighs and looks at his clothes. He gets up and changes then only pokes his door and it falls over. He hears the doorbell and thinks it must be Amy. He does a attempt to fix his hair and goes downstairs. Bim finds Amy and Mark in the door entrance close together. "Guys I know your trying to cheer me up but I just want to be alone..." Bim saids sadly.

"Not until you talk to your guest." Amy saids smiling. Amy and Mark step aside to reveal you. Bim looks up at you surprised. He stands there frozen. You smile up at him. "Hi Bim. Can we talk?"

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Before you forget (Logicality Fanfic)

Warning: Mental illness, mental hospital, IED mention (Intermittent Explosive Disorder), kissing mention

Pairing: Romantic Logicality

Author's note: Not sure if this is a warning but to those who don't the Sanders Sides fandom, this ship is gAY. This is a rushed work don't blame me-3-

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Third Person View

The Crystal Gems Hospital (Cause I can) is a hospital for the mental ill. The hospital is constantly a noisy and busy place which a certain glasses-wearing patient hates, Logan. Logan experiences "Intermittent Explosive Disorder" or aggressive outbursts from time to time and all the commotion doesn't help him. Logan would always leave his room and look for a quiet spot where he can enjoy his books. But almost nowhere is quiet except one place, the back of the hospital. An effortlessly shaded yet secluded place, perfect place for Logan to read his books. Logan smiles at the spot only he has found, or so he thought.

A couple hours into his reading, he hears a singing approaching him. He took his attention off his book and towards the person who owns the magnificent voice. When he did, he saw another patient, also wearing the same glasses as his, with a calm expression. The man smiled and waved happily when he also spotted Logan.

The man, then, walked up to Logan and held out his hand "Hi! I'm Patton."

"Logan" Logan took the hand and shook it with a slight confusion.

Patton points at the space next to Logan "May I?"

Logan nodded. With Logan's consent, Patton happily sat next to Logan "So what're you doing in a place like this?"

"I came here to read my books in peace" Logan took his gaze back at his book and begun reading once more.

There was silence for a minute before Patton decided to break it.

"Sooo what are you reading then?" Patton scooched closer to look over Logan's shoulder

"I'm reading The Murder Of Agatha Christie, my favorite book"

"Ohhh, what's it about?" Patton said, star-eyed

"It's a murder mystery. Phenomenal ending, the murderer was-"

"Woah oh oh, what are you doing?!" Patton held both his hands up close to Logan's face

"What? I'm providing insight on the book" Logan gave him a perplexed expression.

Patton scanned Logan's expression as if searching for any sign of lying, and snickered which quickly shifted to laughing. Logan was confused at first but decided to laugh along.

The two spent the whole day talking about each other. Patton found out about Logan's condition but he's getting a lot better at controlling his anger and Logan found out about Patton's rare memory condition but that's about it. No details, no explanation. Logan and Patton swore to see each other again tomorrow. Same time, same place.

Logan enjoyed this particular day, but he doesn't know why. Maybe his new "friend" gave him a new kind of comfort he never felt before. Either way, he can't wait for tomorrow to come.

The next day came, Logan snuck out of his room as soon as his psychiatrist left. Logan brought the books he especially picked for Patton. He came to the meeting place thirty minutes early, just like he wanted, so he could read a bit while waiting for Patton.

"Hey" A familiar voice said as Logan averted his gaze to the person who greeted him

"Greetings"

Patton chuckled as he sat "Are you always this formal?"

"I see nothing wrong with it"

"That's not really the answer I was looking for"

"What answer are you looking forward to hear then?"

"Nevermind that, what do you have there?"

"Oh! I almost forgot. Their books I thought you might like and since I already red all of them. They're yours." Logan handed the books for Patton to see.

Patton's eyes widened with happiness "All of these are mine? Really?! Are you sure? I mean, you don't have to. It's just that-" Patton quickly shoved the books back to Logan, panicking

Logan took Patton's hand "Patton, I insist. Take it, it's yours" He looked at Patton in the eyes with a warm smile. Patton couldn't do anything but smile back.

Before they know it, the day was already over. They waved goodbye at each other and promised to see each other again. Although Logan enjoyed his day to the fullest, he can't help but feel unease at the back of his head. He ignored it and continued on his night.

The next day they met up again and the day after that and the day after that. This continued on for a month until it's basically part of their routines now. However everytime they meet, Patton always looks like he has never encountered the location before.

"Hey,um... do you think, like, someone's looking for us right now?" Patton asks as he hugs his legs close to his chest

"Not really, the hospital's too busy for any staff to realize we left our room, why did you ask?"

"Just curious" Patton looks down, agitated, like he's debating something in his head and finally, he sighs. Patton looks at Logan "Hey, there's something I want to tell you. It's serious"

Logan put down his book and looked at Patton in the eyes. Patton gulped and opened his mouth

"Is it about your 'rare memory condition'?" Logan cut Patton off

Patton's eyes widened "Uh- How did you know?"

"Lucky guess. Though I've been noticing strange actions from you. First of all, you always look like you've never met me or haven't seen this place before. Second, you didn't give me any details about your condition. And lastly, you never said my name after the first day" This shot Patton in terror "I dismissed it at first but it seems be getting worse everyday and I'm getting worried so Patton please... what exactly is your condition?"

Patton's mouth was ajar, Logan figured out all of that, I guess he really is smart Patton thought.

He looked away from Logan's eyes "I- I don't know. Nobody knows. The doctors said nobody had my kind of condition before, and I've been transferring to different hospitals for years now. My condition makes me forget everything when I fall unconscious"

Logan struggles to fight the tears from falling, though it can't be said the same to his heart "T- then how do you keep track of everything that happened to you the day before?"

"I have a notebook, no more like a diary, I have a diary where I write everything that happened to me. Everything... but when I red the entry you were first mentioned in, I must've forgotten to write down your name so I don't know who you are... but I did read entries about how smart you are and all the stuff you taught me. I also red a lot of entries of how... I fell in love with you countless times" Patton looked at Logan once again and found tears falling from Logan's eyes yet his expression is frozen

"Patton" Logan held Patton's face close to his so theie foreheads are touching "I love you. I'm going to tell you how much I love you before you forget. I'll tell you I love you everyday"

A tear fell across Patton's cheeks that Logan quickly wiped with his thumb "Don't cry"

"You're one to talk" Patton smiled as he tackled Logan for an embrace.

"Patton, promise me, tomorrow remind yourself to only read your diary until you come back to your room after we meet"

"Why?" Patton let go of the embrace

"Please just do it"

"Alright"

When the day was over, the two kissed each other goodbye and separated. As soon as Logan opened his door, he was met with his psychiatrist, Roman.

"Finally, you're back. Logan, as much as how I'm happy you found someone, you have to remember why you're really here"

"What are you here for" Logan's anger starts to boil with just his psychiatrist's presence

"Well, your prescriptions, of course. Or did you forget you were about to be discharged tomorrow?"

"I didn't forget. But before I leave, I have to see Patton one more time"

Roman just sighed "Fine"

"Thank you"

Eventually the next day arrived and Patton is carefully walking towards the back of the hospital. Confused, he went to a corner and found a man leaning by the wall. The man noticed Patton and walked up to him. The mysterious man pushed his glasses by the bridge of his nose and smiled "Greetings, I'm Logan. Do you mind if you write my name in your diary as this will be our last encounter?"

"Umm... what?"

Logan turned and walked away "Go back to your room and read the diary before you forget"

Patton immediately ran back to his room. The man turned to watch Patton race back and smiled "Goodbye, Patton"

Patton ran as quickly as he could and opened the door, looking for the diary. He red everything in the diary and couldn't help but wipe away tears that try to fall from his eyes

Trembling from fear, he wrote the seemingly last entry mentioning Logan which he hoped is a lie and that when tomorrow comes, Logan will just be waiting for him at the back of the hospital.

But everyday he would come by the same place with hope being crushed each day. Nobody came, he never came. Patton keeps rethinking the idea of him ever will, he visited the spot often, to sometimes, to rarely, till he stopped completely.

2 years later...

Logan wanted to try the coffee in the new place his best friend Virgil has been telling him about all week. He's so excited, he texted every moment of the process to his best friend. He walked over the counter without lifting his head "One black coffee please"

The bartender hummed in an agreeing tone. When the coffee was handed to him, there was a note attached at the top of it that says

'Go to the back of the hospital tomorrow at 12pm.

Don't read the diary until you come back from meeting Him'

Logan's eyes widened and lifted his head revealing someone he thought he'd never see again

"Here's your change, Logan. Before you forget"

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