#Final POV Lily chapter in part 1

[neverenoughmarauders]

Chapter 68: Muggle Magic

Lily Evans has been struggling with her life as a muggle-born, feeling like she doesn't quite belong in the wizarding world, nor the muggle world. When she's faced with an opportunity to read what one of her friends really thinks about her, Lily learns a thing or two, not just about trust and friendship, but also about herself and a different kind of magic. Read the chapter here.

Baby Jily(pad?) extract below for those that don't follow the story.

When she finally climbed through the portrait hole, she found all the girls in her year, Pettigrew and a few boys and girls from the year below, sitting around Potter and Black, who were clearly entertaining the others.

The two boys where sitting on the armrests of the same chair, with what looked like a random collection of their belongings scattered on the seat itself. They had been holding up what looked like a miniature glass spinning top. It was spinning very fast, glowing brilliantly and she could just about hear a whistling noise over the laughter from the Gryffindors.

'What's going on?' 

'Black and Potter snuck into the Slytherin common room last night, and are showing us their haul,' Gemma explained.

'You stole stuff?!' Lily couldn't believe her ears.

She didn't know what was worse. Potter and Black, or the fact that everyone seemed interested, rather than appalled. 

'It's just evidence, Evans,' Black said dismissively. 

'Evidence?'

'That we did sneak in, of course,' said Potter. 

'Anyone can claim to have been there,' Black agreed.

'We like to back it up with evidence,' Potter nodded.

'This is our favourite,' Black smirked, holding up a black notebook.

'It's Eloise's diary,' Mary explained, looking a little guilty.

'You've not actually -?'

'Course we have,' Potter shrugged.

'You're mentioned a few times,' Black said. 'Care to hear what she says about you?'

'No!' Lily said immediately, her fury growing stronger every second. 'What's wrong with you two? Actually, all of you!'

Some of the crowd shifted uncomfortably. Others, Lizzie and Gemma included, seemed to struggle with refraining from rolling their eyes.

'Rosier should have been more careful, shouldn't she?' Black raised an eyebrow. 

'She was being careless, leaving it around in the common room,' Potter agreed.

'Maybe Slytherins can count on each other not to go through people's private possessions,' Lily gritted out. 'Give it here, Black.'

'Whatever for?' Black said lazily. 

'So I can give it back to Eloise.'

'Nah, I am not done with it.'

Lily lunged after the diary. Black threw it into the air - just in time. Potter jumped up from the chair, ran a couple of feet and caught it. As Lily turned towards him, his stupid face split into a self-satisfied grin: 'Come and get it, Evans.'

Oh, she would.

'Accio.'

The book flew out of Potter's hand and into the hands of a boy Lily didn't recognise. The badge, however, was one she did know.

'What's going on?' The boy asked. 'Potter? Erm...?'

The boy's voice trailed off as his gaze landed on her.

'Oh hi, Geoff,' said Potter immediately, still grinning. 'Jenny mentioned you got the badge. Congratulations. Big responsibility and all that. This here is Evans.'

Geoff - whoever he was - looked momentarily taken aback. Potter was unbelievably manipulative. But Lily Evans wasn't going to give up that easily.

'That's my diary,' Lily said quickly. 'Potter and Black took my diary and were threatening to read it out loud to everyone.'

Lily made herself small. She didn't think she needed to look like she was about to cry. This should be enough. 

'Your diary?' Black asked, raising an eyebrow and looking amused.

The prefect seemed like he was about to open the cover to check: 'Don't!' Lily said shrilly. 'That's private.'

For good measure she decided to throw in: 'I want this to be over. I just want my diary back.'

'Of course,' the prefect agreed, looking a little embarrassed. He cleared his throat and held it out for her: 'here you go.' 

Lily took the book and marched towards the portrait hole as she heard the prefect telling Potter he'd be let off with a warning "this time". As if this was Potter's first offence. 

As Lily passed Black she could have sworn he muttered something that sounded like: 'younger siblings.' Turning back at the entrance to the common room, Lily cast a final glance over the dissolving crowd. Catching Black's eyes, she winked at him. 

One-nil to the younger siblings, as far as Lily was concerned.

[dianawinchester03]

Season 3, Episode 1 - The Magnificent Seven

Series Masterlist

Author’s Note: ITS FINALLY FUCKING HERE (saying this as if I haven’t written their sex scene for months now LMFAOOOO) This chapter is LONGGG overdue and for that I apologize once again, thank you my beauties for being so patient and understanding❤️

So the song inspos for the first part of this chapter are One Of The Girls by The Weeknd, JENNIE and Lily-Rose Depp and Good For You by Selena Gomez.

I would 100% suggest listening to the remix version of the songs smashed together while reading for the full experience :) (if y’all know me, I don’t have to say that I’m obsessed with that song LOL)

Don’t be too harsh on me, I’m not versed in writing smut scenes yet so😭be gentle! (unlike dean to y/n hehe) In this scene, you’ll find out where Dean’s nickname ‘Charming’ comes from🙃

Also heads up, you’re probably gonna cuss at me a little for this chapter but it’ll be fineeee XD

WARNINGS: smutty smut smut, fingering, oral (female receiving), p-in-v intercourse, praise kink, dom!dean (minor sub!dean) ENJOY❤️

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Y/N’s POV

Lake Preston, South Dakota

Currently we’re all at one of my safehouses in South Dakota. Sam’s downstairs doing god knows what while me and Dean are upstairs…putting the wand in the chamber of secrets.

Third Person POV

Y/N and Dean were up in her room getting hot and heavy, tongues colliding, bodies bumping. Straddling him while in a passionate make out session, he pulls back, out of breath, his calloused hands resting gently on the sides of her face, “You sure about this princess?? You don’t gotta do anything just because-” His voice is gentle.

Y/N cut him off with a kiss. “Baby I’ve been waiting too long for this and now I know you have too. You asking consent however, is sooooo fucking hot” She said, out of breath, causing a smirk to widen on Dean’s features.

He leaned her back slowly on the bed, both hands bracing the small of her back as she lowered, her back finally hitting the cotton sheets. “Oh yeah?” He teased, kissing along her jaw and down her neck, running one of his hands inside her shirt, unclasping her bra with one hand from behind expertly. She’s stunned by the skill.

He pulled her shirt fluidly off, then her bra by each arm, tossing them both aside, taking his time to gawk at her exposed chest. “Goddammit Y/N” He groaned amazed, peppering kisses all over her chest, then taking a nipple into his mouth, playing with the other between his fingers. “Fuck..” She gasped, throwing her head back into the pillow, Dean’s mouth latched into her nipple.

“See something you like, Winchester?” She teased him. He growled in response. Taking that as a yes, she tugged at his shirt and peels it off of him to reveal his chiseled toned chest. Y/N sucked in some breath between her teeth when he reattached his lips to her sensitive nub, sucking like a starved man on her tits.

She felt a sense of deja vu wash over her.

“You’re so fucking beautiful” He groaned in pleasure, kissing down her body. “Deeann” She moaned his name and he snapped his gaze up at her, his eyes clouded with a mixture of lust and love. He felt that, ‘Deannn’ in the pit of his stomach, and son-of-a-bitch, did he love it. “Fuck you sound so hot moaning my name” He tugged at her jeans, pulling it down to reveal her lacy black panties.

She made sure to put on a pair after both showering separately at Bobby’s house just for this. As much as she would’ve liked Dean to join her, she refused with every bit of self-control she had, ensuring him she’d rather do it here and he respected that, of course.

Dean moaned at the sight and she smirked at his reaction. “Fuck, baby. You’re gonna kill me” He groaned, trailing his fingers along the slit of her clothed mound. “Oh shit” She moaned as he teased her.

He slid her panties to the side, revealing her glistening wet folds. “All this just for me?” He smirked at her, his voice husky and filled with lust. Teasing her clit a bit, a long breathy moan escaping her throat.

“Only for you, charming” She winked back with a moan as he slid her panties off. Positioning his head in-between her legs, he kissed her inner thigh, teasing her and she groaned impatiently. “Dammit Dean, don’t be a tease” She whined, thumping his head lightly, earning a chuckle from him in return.

“Patience Princess” He dove straight in, teasing her sensitive folds, circling around her entrance and now swirling around her clit. She let out a loud breathy moan.

Throwing her head back and grabbing onto the back of his head with her hand. “Oh god Dean!” She moaned his name loudly, arching her back off the bed, burying her fingers into his hair, pressing her pussy deeper into his mouth. “You taste so fucking good” He moaned into her pussy, turning her on even more.

Dean growled around her clit, sending shivers up her core like electricity in a socket, sucking gently as she moaned his name. His fingers trace the outline of her pussy lips, dipping inside of her. “Fuck, you're so tight” He whined, looking up at her, thrusting his fingers in and out of her at a steady pace.

She hissed lightly at the cold feeling of his ring brushing her lips. “Oh fuck oh fuck! Dean!” She cried out in pleasure as he hit her g spot with his fingers, already feeling to cum. “Scream my name, princess” he bellowed out, his voice gruff, almost animalistic. Usually she’s not an easy woman to please but somehow it’s like Dean already knew her body.

“Don’t stop please don’t stop I’m gonna cum” Y/N pleaded, begging for release. Dean whined as he felt her tighten around his fingers, milking his hand. He continued to pleasure her, pushing her further and further over the edge until she’s screaming out his name in ecstasy. “Fuck yeah. That's it. Soak my fingers” He ordered her with a growl.

With that, she heeded to his command. “DEAN!!!!” She bellowed into the empty room, drenching his finger with her juices as he continued to tease her clit. “That’s a good girl” He praised her softly. He slowly retracted his fingers out of y/n’s pussy, slick with her juices. Inching it closer to his mouth, wrapping his lips around his fingers, swirling his tongue like a starved beast.

Sucking off all of her from it. His eyes fluttered shut as he did this. She’s dazzled by the sight of him enjoying the taste of her on his tongue she couldn’t help but say “I need you please” She begged him to fuck her, needing the feeling of his cock filling her up.

Dean's eyes flashed with lust as he crawled up her body, his hot breath tickling her neck as he whispered mockingly. “You want my cock, baby?” His dirty mouth just turned her on more, he seemed to notice the way his dirty talk added fuel to her pleasure and he basked in it.

Y/N had a fair idea Dean would be vocal in bed but THIS. This was just perfect. She nodded slowly, biting her lip as she looked up into his lust filled eyes, “Please…” Y/N pleaded, her voice barely above a whisper, not caring how desperate and slutty she sounded. Her voice was needy and whiny. The tone added to Dean’s desire.

Dean smirked, his eyes full of desire. He threw his legs off the side of the bed, y/n followed, sitting at the edge reaching for his belt, undoing it and sliding his pants off. Her eyes never left his as she did this, a playful smile playing on her lips while Dean’s were parted.

He helped her pull down his boxers, fully taking them off before tossing them aside. Revealing his hard cock, bobbing eagerly. Y/N licked her lips, desperate to know how he felt inside of her, he wanted to know too but she wanted to taste him.

As fucking weird as it sounds, his cock was so damn pretty.

The smile on her lips told him exactly that as Y/N playfully kissed right below his stomach, before licking his trail, earning a desperate whine from Dean. The sound from him practically had her soaking the sheets.

“As much as I would love to feel your mouth on me…” He groaned as he leaned towards her, she moved back, lowering herself onto the back again.

Dean then positioned himself between her legs, teasing Y/N’s entrance. “…I wanna feel you so fucking bad” Staring into his eyes. Her lip tucked between her teeth, “Fuck me” Y/N’s never been so vulnerable with anyone before, so needy, so comfortable. Sure she’s had sex many…many times, but never with this level of tension. Little did she know, Dean was in the same boat.

He shook his head. “No sweetheart, I’m gonna make love to you�� Dean whispered into her ear, chuckling darkly as he lined up his cock to the entrance of her pussy.

He thrusted in, claiming y/n as his own, earning a loud gasp from her as her eyes rolled to the back, tilting as he slowly inched inside of her. “Sooo much better than I imagined” He gasped as he entered her, throwing his head back slowly. “Oh god yes!” Y/N’s back arched off the bed as he fills her up slowly. Dean's hips roll smoothly against hers like water, his cock filling her completely.

“That's it, baby. Take it all.” The second he filled her up, allowing her to adjust to his size. Y/N knew it wasn’t anything like what she’s had many times before. With Dean it was so passionate, so raw, so fulfilling, so….real. He groaned, the sound vibrating through her body. “God Y/N. You feel so good” Dean winced in her ear as he kissed her neck sloppily, nibbling on her collarbone.

“Fuck Deaaannnn” Y/N gasped, as she cried out in ecstasy, her mouth agape. “Shit! You’re so fucking big oh my god!” His muscles tense up when she moaned his name, grunting in sheer pleasure. She could feel herself clenching around his big hard cock, grazing over her g spot.

“Faster, please” she whined, Dean immediately picked up the pace, fucking her hard and fast. His hips slam into hers, driving his cock deeper into her pussy. “You're so wet, baby. I can feel how much you love my cock.” He moaned shamelessly.

“Don’t get cocky now, Winchester” she growled at him, gripping onto his bicep, her nails digging into his arm. Y/N’s tits bounced out of control with each thrust. “You mean like the one you’re taking right now, L/N?” He countered, smirking, rolling his hips into hers.

Even having sex these two are flirting relentlessly. Her heart skipped a beat at this, but she’s too turnt on and filled with desire to answer. Dean pumped his hips faster, hitting that spot inside her directly, over and over. She gasped loudly when he did this, practically made of jello under him.

“Oh my god, Dean! Don’t stop pleas- Oh fuck, Deaaannn!” She screamed his name shamelessly, eyes screwed shut from pleasure. “Found it” He growled, the sound sending shivers down her spine. Proud of himself for finding her g spot so quickly. “Oh shit OH SHIT RIGHT THERE!” She gasped, lips parted.

The sounds of their skins slapping against each other in a wave combination of passion, love and lust. Butterflies rising in Y/N’s stomach, her pussy clenched around his cock as his deep moans fill the room along with her moans of pure ecstasy.

“You like that, don't you? You like how hard and deep I fuck you?” A gasp escaped her throat at his wicked tongue. “Yes yes YES!!!” She screamed, not caring who heard her. To hell with who hears, Dean wanted the world to know that Y/N was now his and his alone.

“Deannnnn!!!” She whined needily, a pornstar worthy moan leaving her throat. Dean growls, unable to contain the sound. His body shudders as he feels himself getting closer. “Fuck, Y/N. You're so goddamn sexy. I'm gonna make you scream for more.”

Dean slid cock out of her dripping cunt before yanking her by her feet to pull her back to the edge of the bed, flipping her over her stomach before gripping her hips and pulling her onto all fours, He spanked her ass cheek, leaving a red handprint. The yelp that escaped her was embarrassing but so soooo hot from the way it made her soak.

The dominance radiating off of him, usually y/n’s dominant in bed. But right now, she’s loving the way he’s taking control. He lined his cock up with her pussy again, teasing her entrance then thrusting in, slowly. “Shitttttt” Her back arched as he slowly fucked her from behind. Dean groaned, his cock sliding in and out of her glistening cunt.

Currently it’s taking all in his power not to cum already but he’s loving pleasuring his girl. His hands grip onto her hips, holding her in place as he fucks her harder from behind. The sight of her tattoo on her lower back was adding more fuel in his engine.

“God you feel so fucking amazing princess” He whined, throwing his head back, gripping her hips as he moans, his eyes closed while he guides his cock in and out of her wet pussy.

“Mhhhmmm just like that. Fuck me just like that, just like that baby. You’re doing such a good job” She urged him on, praising him. This encouraged Dean to pick up the pace, his cock slamming against her cervix with each thrust. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her up. Y/N’s back now against his chest. His teeth grazed her earlobe as he growled. “You like that? You want more?”

“Yes! Please!” She begged shamelessly. “Fuck yeah, make a mess all over this cock” He grunted as he slams his hips against her ass, his cock filling her up to the brim. Dean gives her perky ass hard slap before pulling out of her.

He flipped her over onto her back, his cock still hard and glistening with y/n’s juices. “Now, who's in control here, huh?” His tone is filled with authority and dominance. She stared back at him smirking, not answering.

Dean grinned wickedly as he lined his cock up with her pussy again. “If you want this cock, you gotta use your words, princess” He whispered menacingly in her ear, nibbling on the lobe. She whined at his teasing.

“You’re really gonna make me say it? Come on charming, don’t be a teaseee” She whined, making him chuckle deeply. He slowly sunk back inside of her, taking his time to savor the feeling. “I think we both know who's in charge here.”

“You sure about that?” She quipped, egging him on. Knowing that the more she teased him, the better he’s gonna fuck her. Dean growled, his hips slamming into Y/N hard. He snatched her legs and spread them wider, taking more of her pussy each time he thrusts.

She gasped loudly, moaning relentlessly as he ravaged her. “You better believe it, sweetheart.” He growled. Dean slams into Y/N harder, his body covered in sweat. He gripped her hips and yanked them towards him, giving her an extra deep thrust.

“That's it, such a good girl.”

“Deann baby”

“Say it again”

“Deaaaannnnn!”

“Oh fuck, Y/N!”

“Yess. Fuck me just like that! Just like that, oh god!!” She screamed out in pleasure as he claimed her as his own. Dean groaned, his body trembling with pleasure. “This pussy is amazing. You're amazing. I love you so much” He moans into her ear lovingly.

He continued to ramble as the pleasure filled his body. “I love you so much more” Y/N moaned. Dean's eyes roll back in his head, lost in the sensation of her wet tight pussy squeezing him. He grunted and moaned, his hips slamming into her mercilessly. She said his name over and over like a prayer.

“Oh god yes!” She grabbed one of her tits, squeezing the nipple and playing with it. She reached down to play with her sensitive clit. Dean growled, his cock throbbing inside her. He snatched Y/N’s hand from her clit, pinning them above her head, his free hand gripping onto her throbbing clit. “Move your hand baby. You're mine.”

“I’m all yours please, please let me cum” She begs him for release. Dean's eyes flash with dominance, his hand firmly holding onto her clit. He doesn't let up, thrusting into her with more force. “You’re so pretty when you’re begging” He growled menacingly. “Patience. Watch me make love to you. Watch how good it feels.” He teased her.

“Oh fuckkkkkk!!!” Y/N screamed out so loud shes sure everyone heard “Soooo fucking good. Pussy so wet and tight just for me. You’re all mine, princess” Dean's thrusts become even more powerful, his hips slamming into hers. “And you’re mine” Y/N growls back possessively.

His hand detached from her clit, reaching up to pinch and roll her nipple, eliciting a moan from y/n. “That's it, baby. Take it all.” He praised her. She took all his cock filling her up, reaching closer and closer to her orgasm. He gripped her hips tightly, pulling her onto him with every thrust.

Suddenly his pace faltered, slowing down. “Wh-what are you doing?” Y/N stutters a bit.

“I can feel you getting wetter. You want it so bad, don't you?” He whispered in her ear menacingly, edging her along. She could feel his cocky smirk against her neck. “Goddammit Dean! If you don’t let me cum I’ll-” Y/N yelled in a rage of ecstasy, needing to cum but he cut her off. “You’ll what?” He smirked, calling her out on the empty promise as he thrusted into her slowly.

“Dean!!” Y/N yelled at him and he let out a deep chuckle, driving his cock deeper into her, feeling the tight warmth of her pussy squeezing him. This continued for at least five minutes, he grazes oh-so-gently on her g spot each time.

She’d whine, indicating that she’s close. Part of her is enjoying the edging because of how it’s prolonging the love making between two of them but the other part just wants to empty herself all over Dean, show him how good he’s making her feel.

In a snap, his pace resumed to how it was previously and he began to thrust with increasing force the way he was prior. Y/N’s lips are parted, her eyes screwed shut from the pleasure that’s coursing through her body.

“DEAN!” Is all she could muster up, the coil in her stomach is ready to snap. His orgasm approaching closer. “Now be a good girl for me and look at me while cum all over that cock” He whispered into her ear lustfully, pushing her over the edge. Her eyes locked with his, her orgasm hitting her like a train.

“Oh fuck oh fuck OH FUCK DEAAANNNNN!!!” She came all over his cock, her orgasm taking her over in a white hot flash as he hit her g spot repeatedly.

Dean’s eyes widened in shock when Y/N’s eyes flashed white in the way it does when she used her powers as she rode out her high. Oddly enough, it got him going even more. He continued to pound into Y/N, moaning as he felt her tight muscles squeezing him in orgasm.

“Oh fuckkkkk baby. That’s it.” He moaned into her ear, beginning to tip over the edge. He picked up the pace, his cock throbbing inside her as he approached his release. A wicked thought crosses y/n’s mind and she decides to get some payback.

“You wanna cum don’t you? You wanna fill up my tight pussy, Dean?” She teased him in a sultry voice, tightening her legs around him. His gaze snapped to her in one of shock and lust, she just smirked at him and continued saying,

“Cum for me, charming. And then, you can bend me over in the bathroom and drill your cock into my tight aching pussy, let me watch you ravage me in the mirror, make me take it like a good girl. Then we can fuck in the backseat of the Impala, watch my ass bounce when I ride you.” She nibbled on his ear, letting out a seductive giggle.

Before adding in a low sexy tone, “Maybe then I can show you how good my mouth is gonna feel around your big hard cock…” She trailed off from whispering dirty sweet nothings when his cock began to throb inside of her.

“Oh FUCK Y/N!!!” He screamed out in ecstasy, spilling his seed into her pussy, his thrusts growing sloppy and slower. “Fuck! I thought I talked a good game. You got a wicked tongue, princess” He gasped, chuckling heavily as she smirks proudly. “You wanna feel it baby?” Y/N retorted with a wink and a coy smile.

He laughed at her perverse comment, feeling so blessed to know his girl is just as nasty as him. “I love you so goddamn much” He whispered, kissing her lovingly on her lips. Y/N returned the kiss passionately,

“I love you so much more” She whispered back against his lips. “I can win that fight” He smiled slyly at her as he pulled away. She lightly glared at him due to his untimely comment. “Too soon?” He snorted and she nodded as if it’s obvious. “Shut up and get me a towel, Winchester” She chuckled weakly and he laughed along obligingly, giving her a kiss on her cheek before getting the towel.

He wiped her off with the warm towel first, making sure to get all of the mess they both made and then proceeded to wipe himself off. Y/N grabbed the blanket from the end of the messed up bed, throwing it over the both of them as he sunk back into the bed next to her.

He wrapped his arm around her and she settled her head on his chest. The two hunters were practically mush on each other. The both of them remain in a comfortable silence, catching their breaths for a few moments as Dean rubbed his fingers up and down the curves of Y/N’s body, settling his hand in her hair, rubbing it gently with the tip of his fingers.

After about 5 minutes or so, Dean finally speaks up. “So..” He began, kissing her forehead. “So…” Y/N added breathlessly, smiling and looking up into his eyes, her head laid on his chest. “God you’re so beautiful” He whispered to himself, the love potent in his voice.

He then tucked a strand of her messed up hair behind her ear as the two lovers stared at each other lovingly. She tried to hide her blush but he noticed. “Even your blushing makes me hard” He groaned, earning a giggle from her. “Damn, you’re whipped” Y/N teased him, kissing his chest. “Shut up” Dean huffed, his freckle nose tainted a tinge of pink.

Going back to his lovestruck awe, y/n’s expression mirroring his. “You’re so adorable” He cooed lovingly, stroking her cheek with his thumb. His pupils dilated at the sight of y/n, her hair messy, her mascara dripping. “I’m gonna say something and you better not make fun of me” Y/N warned him and he smirks. “No promises babe” He joked and she laughed.

“You wanna know why I’ve always called you charming?” She asked him. “Why’s that?” He asked softly, his thumb tracing her bottom lip. “I think it’s because deep down, I always wished you’d be my Prince Charming” She admitted in a gentle tone and she could’ve sworn Dean looked like he was gonna burst into tears.

“Damn you’re whipped” He retorted jokingly, mocking her with her words from before, laying a kiss on her cheek. She giggled, sighing softly as she looked up into his eyes through her eyelashes.

She noticed the soft content look on his face as he stroked her cheek with his thumb. “I'm gonna save you, Dean, even if it’s the last thing I do. I promise.” Her voice cracked as tears prick at her eyes, her heart still aching. His face softened even more, a guilty pang at his heart.

“We don’t need to discuss that right now, baby. Let’s just live in the moment. Okay?” He whispered in a gentle tone, holding her tightly. She nodded sniffling a bit. “You know, I’m pretty sure Sam heard us” Y/N snorted, trying to lighten the mood. Dean chuckled, “Oh definitely, we’re not gonna hear the end of it.”

“The way I fucked you into oblivion. I’m sure all of South Dakota heard it” He added in a teasing tone, nuzzling his nose into her hair. A blush raised to Y/N’s face, her cheeks practically beet red. She turnt away, trying to cover her face but he grabbed her quickly by her wrists, turning her back around as he tried to move her hand away from her face while chuckling.

“Awwww don’t hide your face now, princess. Not when you just were all like ‘Just like that Dean just like that. Ohhhh godddd’ ” He threw his head back laughing as he jokingly mocked her moans just a couple minutes ago.

Another smack to his chest from his girl caused him to cackle even more. Come to think of it, the way Y/N smacked Dean’s ass around even before they even got together, he’s pretty sure her love language consists of physical violence in a loving way.

“Hey!” She exclaimed in mock offense. “I wasn’t the one that was like ‘Fuck you’re so tight baby’ “ She chuckled, mocking his groans earlier as he blushed. “Did you know your eyes flash white when you orgasm?”

Her mouth fell open at his comment, earning a snort of amusement from her lover. “They what?!” She exclaimed. "No, I didn't know that," Y/N muttered, embarrassed, turning away again. Dean laughed and pulled her back to look at him. "Heyyy, I'm not making fun. It's cute and honestly, really fucking sexy." He assured her, laying a kiss on her forehead.

“Did no one from before me tell you that?” He asked curiously. “No one ever mentioned it before," She said, leaning her head on his chest. "Then again, I usually close my eyes or bury my head in a pillow,” She explained.

“So I’m the only one who’s seen it” Dean observed, a sly grin spreading across his face. “Oh god, don’t get cocky again” Y/N playfully groaned. Dean feigned a dramatic gasp, earning an eye roll as he pressed his hand to his chest. "Me? Cocky? Never. I'm just stating the facts." He smirked, tracing his fingers up her spine.

“Well, you’re the first and last to see it. I’m just starting facts” Y/N retorted with a smirk, brushing her lips with his. “First and last, huh?” He chuckled, kissing her again. “Sounds like I’m pretty damn special, then.” He joked, making her roll her eyes again.

She pushed him back against the pillows, straddling his hips lazily. "Yeah, well, don’t get too cocky or I might change my mind” She said, leaning down to kiss his neck. A low growl rumbled from the back of his throat as she kissed his neck, his hands moving up to grip her thighs. "You wouldn't" he protested, fingers trailing up her sides.

She hummed against his skin, nipping gently at his collarbone. "You sure about that?" She teased, biting down a little harder, leaving a bruise in her wake. “Keep it up, I’ll make you scream again” He grunted, his grip on her thighs tightening. “Oh yeah? I’m pretty sure it’s my turn” Y/N retorted with sass.

His eyebrows quirk up, “You’re on sweetheart” He challenges, smirking at her. She takes him up on his challenge, a mischievous glint in her eyes. She returned the smirk, moving her mouth to his chest, leaving a trail of kisses down to his stomach. "We'll see about that" she murmured, running her tongue along his hip bones.

He threw his head back, moaning softly as she toyed with him, desperate whines leaving his throat. Round two was locked and loaded.

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•One Week Later

Sam was downstairs, his head buried in a book. Trying to find some way to get Dean out of the deal. Jo had resumed hunting with Ellen, the mother-daughter duo were finally on the same page since the Roadhouse burnt down. He had his headphones jacked in his ears in hopes it would drown out Dean and Y/N’s rather loud activities.

Sam missed Jo like crazy, his heart was screaming at him to call her, but his mind was telling him to let her go. After witnessing Y/N’s demise and now his brother’s inevitable demise, in his mind, he could bring nothing but harm to her. He was forcing himself to stay away from her and it tore into him from inside out.

The ringing over his phone cut his music, so he clicked the answer button, pressing it to his ear. “Hello?” Sam answered, “Hey Sam” Bobby’s voice came through the speaker. “Hey, Bobby,” Sam responded. “Whatcha’ you doing?” The older hunter asked. “You know, same old, same old” Sam sighed.

“You buried in that book again?” Bobby said in a knowing tone, causing Sam to gulp. “Sam, if you wanna break Dean free of that demon deal, you ain’t gonna find the answer is no book” Bobby chided him. “Then where, Bobby?” Sam grumbled. “Kid, I wish I knew,” the older man sighed. “So where’s your brother and Y/N?”

Sam internally groaned, hearing what sounded like a lamp get knocked over upstairs and Y/N’s giggle echo through the floorboards. His face scrunched up in disgust, “Pulling the electorate” Sam deadpanned, gagging. “What?” Bobby asked, confused. “Nevermind” Sam shook it off. “Well, you kids better pack it up. I think I finally found something”

Soon after his phone call with Bobby, Sam pushed himself up from the couch, tossing the book onto the coffee table but was stopped in his tracks when his phone rang again.

Glancing down at the screen, his heart skipped a beat when he saw Jo’s name flash on the screen. His heart thumped wildly in his chest with every second he debated what to do. He wanted so badly to answer, to hear her voice again. To talk to her.

But logic put him against it, she didn’t deserve the bad luck that radiated off of him. Sam refused to put her through that. She may have been his angel, but he was the boy with demon blood.

Reluctantly, Sam let the call ring into voicemail. As much as it pained him to do so, he needed to push her away. For her own safety. Even if it was killing him inside.

-

Sam waited until he assumed Dean and Y/N were done before knocking on the door. Rock music filled the room as the newly-coupled did the dirty, not seeing or hearing Sam enter. “Dean? Y/N? You guys conscious?” Sam asked, pushing the door open before peeking his head in.

“Bobby called, he thinks that maybe we co- Oh God!” Sam groaned in disgust, quickly shutting the door upon seeing a very naked Y/N on top of Dean. Quickly running his fingers over his eyes, trying to burn the image out of his mind, now he really wishes he had taken Jo’s call.

-

The Impala sped down the road, Dean wore a big smile on his face, Y/N was sprawled out in the back seat while Sam looked like he was ready to vomit. “Let me see your knife” He deadpanned to Y/N. “What for?” She mumbled confused as she began to take it out of her boot. “So i can gouge my eyes out” He quipped back, causing her to quickly retract her knife from him. Sam shot his brother and best friend a look of disgust as they snorted with amusement.

“It's a beautiful natural act of love, Sam” Dean shot back, flashing a wink at Y/N through the rearview mirror. She blew him a saucy kiss before saying, “Yeah, get with the program brother” Y/N patted his head before sinking back into the backseat. “That's part of you I never wanted to see, Dean and Y/N” Sam grimaced, the two chuckled as they shook their heads.

“Hey, I appreciate you giving us a little bit of quality time, man” Dean said to him, his mind still racing about his night with Y/N. The psychic bit her lip as she reminisced, the night seemingly having flashed past their eyes. She tried to ignore the nagging at the back of her mind about Dean's pending departure to hell but it wouldn't seem to let up. “Yeah, no problem,” Sam mumbled.

“Really. I gotta say, I was expecting a weary sigh or an eyeroll or something” Dean poked fun at his brother who just shrugged in return. “Same,” Y/N added. “Nonono, you guys deserve to have a little fun. At least now I don't have to witness your god awful pining for each other” Rolling his eyes, Dean huffed, “Oh, you can kiss my a-”

“Uh-uh, not another word, you don’t know what I went through for years of you guys being idiots” Sam interrupted, raising his hand to signal he did not want to hear whatever Dean had to protest with, causing Y/N to laugh in the backseat.

“Oh, come on. We weren’t that bad” Y/N argued. “Yes. Yes, you were” Sam deadpanned, “You guys were both so damn oblivious” They rolled their eyes in unison, “Takes one to know one, dipshit” Y/N mumbled, poking her tongue out at him before crossing her arms over her chest and sinking back into her seat.

Sam rolled his eyes at the comment, “Real mature, crackhead, real mature” He shot back sarcastically but there was no heat behind his words. He was happy that they both got their heads out of their arses and finally admitted their feelings, he was just hoping that they had enough time now.

“What’s Bobby got?” Dean asked, changing the subject. “Not much, crop failure and a cicada swarm outside of Lincoln, Nebraska. Now it could be demon omens-” Sam answered with a deep sigh. “-or it could just be a bad crop and a bug problem.” Y/N suggested. “But it's our only lead,” Sam countered. “Any freaky deaths?” Dean asked. “Nothing Bobby could find. Not yet, anyway.”

“It's weird, fellas. I mean, the night the Devil's Gate opened, all these weirdo storm clouds were sighted over how many cities?” Y/N asked, pushing herself forward to the back of the driver's side seat. “Seventeen” Sam and Dean responded in unison. “You'd think it'd be Apocalypse Now. It's been five days and bupkis” Dean scoffed with annoyance causing Sam and Y/N to frown, “What are the demons waiting for?” Y/N grumbled, pressing her chin on the leather seat.

“Beats me,” Sam sighed, “It's driving me crazy. “I'll tell you. If it's gonna be war, I wish it'd start already” Dean agreed. “I don't know, babe. Careful what you wish for” Y/N sighed, reaching over to gently rub his shoulder. The two lovers shared a look in the rearview mirror as Dean continued down the desolate road, headed over to Bobby’s house to pick up Quinn.

Just Outside Lincoln, Nebraska

The roar of the Impala and Harley filled the empty field. The only sounds in the early morning were the cicadas humming through their ears as Dean put Baby in park and Y/N peeled off her helmet after shutting off Quinns engine. Bobby was already at the field waiting for them, leaning against his truck. “You hear those cicadas?” Sam asked them as he and Dean stepped out of the Impala. “Well, that can't be a good sign” Dean answered with a mouth full of bacon cheeseburger as they all walked towards Bobby.

“No shit, Sherlock” Y/N grumbled, earning a playful glare from her boyfriend, in which she grinned in response. “So we're eating bacon cheeseburgers for breakfast, are we?” Bobby mused, leaning off of his truck. “Well, sold my soul. Got a year to live. I ain't sweating the cholesterol.” Dean shot back, causing Y/N to get that gaping feeling in her chest again and Sam to roll his eyes at his brothers lack of hope.

“So, Bobby, what do you think? We got a biblical plague here or what?” Sam asked, changing the subject, after noticing Y/N’s shift in facial expression. While Dean continued to munch away on his burger, he offered Y/N a bite but she simply shook her head so he just shrugged and continued eating.

“Well, let's find out. Looks like the swarms ground zero.” Bobby responded.

-

Y/N knocked her knuckles against the hardwood of the door to the house in the field, “Candygram!” The psychic shouted. Silence and no one in sight. A confused look overcame the group. No one came to the door. “Well, I guess nobody’s home” Dean muttered as he chewed on his last bite of burger.

Y/N shrugged and pressed her palm to the door, she took a deep breath, focusing her energy on the door as her veins began shining blue. Her eyes flashed a brighter white than usual as she used her powers to sense and listen for anything or anyone inside the house. It was eerily quiet. No souls, nothing. Just silence. Her eyebrows furrowed as she was met with no sign of life.

So instead, she sent a blast through the door, causing it to come clean off its hinges. The four hunters cautiously entered the house, peering into each room only to find them empty. “Where are they?” Y/N mumbled, trying to see if she could sense the family anywhere. “I don't know but it stinks like hell in here” Sam cringed, pressing his nose at the horrid stench lingering around the air.

“That’s definitely not a good sign” Dean grumbled in disgust as they quickly pulled out their guns, all gagging from the rancid scent of decay. Guns drawn, they cautiously crept through the house while trying their best to cover their faces from the overwhelming stench, the source of which seemed to be coming from the living room.

Y/N’s face twisted into a grimace as they entered the living room. They could faintly hear cicadas buzzing from the outside but that’s not what caught their attention. A putrid and foul aroma filled the air, stronger than the previous room as they came across three decomposing bodies. One man, one woman and one young boy.

Flies buzzed around the bodies, their faces sunken in. Bobby gasped with disgust as he rushed into the room. “Bobby, what the hell happened here?” Sam asked. “I dont know” Bobby grumbled as they began investigating. The sound of the deck creaking made Dean and Y/N’s ears perk up. Dean whistled lowly, causing everyone to go on guard immediately. Their eyes darted over to the deck as Y/N gestured she and Dean would go check it out while Bobby and Sam stayed on lookout.

They crept on the deck, armed to the T. Both peered around the corner cautiously, the sound of cicadas buzzing growing louder. They threw a suspicious eye out the door before stepping out. Their steps were light as they crept around, looking for any signs of danger and then a twig snapped. Both their heads snapped to the side an African-American man and woman attacked them.

The man grabbed Y/N, causing her to yell out. She quickly recovered, attempting to fight him off by elbowing him hard in his mid section as the woman kneed Dean where the sun didn't shine. Dean's hands flew to cup his manhood in pain, doubling over as his gun clattered to the ground.

While Y/N was backhanded by the man and was sent tumbling to the ground next to Dean. "SON OF A FUCKING BITCH!" "JESUS FUCKING CHRIST" Dean and Y/N exclaimed in excruciating pain, the psychic clutching her bleeding nose as Dean clutched his pearls.

“Isaac? Tamara?” Bobby said in recognition as he and Sam rushed out onto the porch from the sound of Dean and Y/N getting their asses pummeled. Isaac froze when hearing his name as he and his partner looked up in shock at the two new arrivals. Y/N groaned in pain as she sat up on her elbows, while Dean was still doubled over.

“Bobby? What the hell are you doing here?” Tamara gasped, a twinge of an English accent flowing from her words. “I could ask the same,” Bobby chuckled. “Hey, Bobby” Isaac chuckled, uncocking his gun to throw it back over his shoulder as he shook Bobby’s hand. “Uh, hello, bleeding here” Y/N quipped sarcastically, waving her hand in the air.

Dean grunted as he finally began regaining his composure, still clutching his balls. “Could you help a brother out?” he whined to Sam who chuckled at his very obvious pain. “Oh, shut it, jackass” Y/N mumbled as she wiped the blood from her nose.

-

Later that evening, they all ended up at Isaac and Tamara’s house. Dean was on the phone with the coroner, an ice pack resting nicely on his manhood while he sat on the couch as Y/N, Sam and Bobby were in the living room with Isaac and Tamara.

“Honey, where’s the Palo Santo?” Isaac asked his wife, “Well, where’d you leave it?” Tamara responded. “I don’t know dear, that’s why I’m asking” Isaac shot back in a slightly annoyed but gentle tone. “Palo Santo?” Sam asked curiously. “It’s holy wood. From Peru. It’s toxic to demons, like holy water” Tamara explained as she walked over to her husband.

“Keeps the bastards nailed down when you’re exorcising them” She further explained as she pulled out the Palo Santo, handing it to her husband. “Thank you, dear” Isaac smiled sheepishly at her. “You’d lose your head if it wasn’t for me” Tamara shot back jokingly at her husband while he smirked.

Y/N snickered from her spot on the couch as she watched the interaction between Isaac and Tamara, glancing over at Dean to notice his pained facial expression and the ice pack. “So long have you two been married?” Y/N asked curiously.

“Eight years this past June” Tamara replied, sharing a loving glance with her husband who smiled sweetly back at her. This didn’t go unnoticed by Y/N who had a glimmer of something deep in her eyes as she looked over at the couple and Sam had a thoughtful look on his face, both chuckling. Isaac pressed a kiss to Tamara’s forehead.

“The family that slays together-“ Isaac began. “-Stays together” Tamara finished it with a loving smile towards her husband. “Right, I’m with you there” Sam agreed, before asking, “So, how’s you get started?” The room fell silent by his question, Tamara’s loving gaze dropped to a saddened one.

Sam instantly felt bad by asking, “I’m sorry, he’s sorry. It’s not- it’s none of our business” Y/N apologized on Sam’s behalf as Bobby shook his head at them. Tamara held up her hand, gesturing it was fine. “No, it’s okay. It’s okay” she sighed and gave a soft nod.

Dean finally pushed himself up from the couch, still on the phone with the coroner’s tech as he wobbled over, the ice pack still pressed to his nards. “Well, Jenny, while I appreciate the offer for the appletini, I’m a taken man. Have a goodnight” He grimaced at the sound of the woman flirting with him and the pain in his manhood as he flipped the phone shut.

“What, no number?” Y/N teased him as he flopped back down next to her, earning a grumble from him. “You’re just jealous” he shot back at her, causing her eyes to narrow. “Ha, yeah, keep telling yourself that, darlin’” she smirked in response.

“Oh believe me, I will” he retorted, a smirk on his face. Tamara and Isaac exchanged an amused look at the bickering couple as Sam chuckled in response while Bobby simply rolled his eyes in annoyance. “Okay, you two, knock it off” Bobby grumbled from his seat in the armchair, causing both to immediately shut their mouths. “What’d the tech say?”

“Get this. That whole family, cause of death: Dehydration and starvation.” Dean revealed, causing everyone’s eyes to widen. “There’s no signs of restraint. No violence. They just sat down and never got up” Dean explained, “But there was a fully stocked kitchen just yards away” Bobby pointed out, the situation sounding way too unusual.

“Right, what is this? A demon attack?” Y/N added, equally stunned as she reached into the cooler to get another ice pack for Dean. Dean winced as Y/N pried his hand away and gently placed the ice pack onto his jewels, “Thanks” he muttered sarcastically as he began shifting in his seat and adjusting his position.

“If it is, it’s not like anything I ever say and I’ve seen plenty” Bobby stated, “Well, what now? What should we do?” Dean asked through gritted teeth. Despite the pain, Y/N’s hand began rubbing small circles onto his thigh in a subtle gesture of comfort as he continued to adjust in his seat.

“Uh, we’re not gonna do anything?” Isaac chimed in. Their heads snapped in their direction, “What do you mean?” Sam and Y/N asked in unison. “You guys seem nice enough but, this ain’t Scooby-Doo and we don’t play well with others” He responded bluntly.

“Excuse me?” Y/N asked, dumbfounded, “Well I think we’d cover a lot more ground if we worked together” Sam narrowed his eyes at them, “No offense, but we’re not teaming up with the damned fools who let the Devil's Gate get opened in the first place” Isaac shot back with frustration.

“No offense?” Dean scoffed as he began sitting up, his face becoming hard and cold. Y/N gave him a hard look to calm him down, gripping his thigh to stop him from escalating the situation as Tamara quickly intervened before anything got out of hand.

“Isaac, like you’ve never made a mistake” Tamara reprimanded her husband. “Oh, yeah. Locked my keys in the car. Turned my laundry pink. Never brought on the end of the world though” Isaac sassed, rolling his eyes as Dean and Y/N chuckled dryly and Tamara’s head dropped.

Bobby’s hand slowly went to the bridge of his nose in annoyance as Sam shot his brother a warning look to keep his mouth shut, “Alright, that’s enough” Y/N growled at him, a tight glare in her eyes as her hand gripped Dean’s thigh a little tighter, forcing him to stay seated.

“Guys, this isn’t helping, Y/N/N” Sam said calmly to her. Y/N closed her eyes and exhaled before looking at Sam, “Whatever” she muttered, taking a deep breath and slowly loosening her grip on Dean’s thigh while he continued to grumble under his breath.

“Look, there are a couple hundred more demons out there now. We don’t know where they are. When they’ll strike. There ain’t enough hunters in the world to handle something like this. You brought war down on us. On all of us” Isaac stated firmly as Bobby’s head dropped in shame, Y/N clenched her jaw along with Dean and Sam eyes softened with guilt.

“Okay, that’s quite enough testosterone for now” Tamara snapped, yanking Isaac by his hand and dragging him out of the room. The room fell silent after Isaac and Tamara disappeared into the kitchen. Y/N’s shoulders slacked as if all the fight had gone out of her in an instant and her hand slid from Dean’s thigh as he sat up on the cushion, crossing his legs carefully to reduce the pain on his balls.

-

It was now later that night, Y/N laid her head gently on Dean's chest as he wrapped his arms around to hold her close as the sounds of the TV playing a western movie softly echoed in the background of their motel room. His chin rested on her head as his eyes were fixated on the screen and Y/N's hand was idly tracing patterns across his chest, the sounds of his breath rising and falling calming her.

“How’re you feeling, sweetie?” She asked him gently, gesturing to his manhood. He sighed, "Still aching, honestly" he grumbled, "But I'll manage, he’s getting better" he mumbled. “Anything I can do to help?” Dean chuckled at her question and shook his head, "I’ll live" he replied.

"Just hope you still find me hot after this" he teased her, earning a gentle smack in the chest from her. "Ow, Jesus. Watch it, woman" he playfully muttered as she chuckled. "I always find you hot, you idiot" she retorted, shifting to bury her face in his chest as his shoulders began shaking with silent laughter.

"You always say the right things," he chuckled, rubbing her back as he pressed a kiss to her forehead. "But you know what might make me feel better?" he mused with a smirk appearing on his lips. She lifted her head up to look at him with a smirk of her own and raised an eyebrow curiously, "Oh yeah? And what's that, Mr. Winchester?"

He smirked in response and grabbed her hip with his free hand before pressing his lips to hers. Her lips responded to his as she reciprocated the kiss. His hand on her hip moved to grasp her butt and he lightly moved her to straddle him which caused her to release a small yelp in surprise against his lips before she moved her own hand up to cup his cheek, pulling away to look at him with lust-blown eyes.

"You sure, your little guy can take it?" she asked him, a sly smirk still on her lips. A sly smirk appeared on his face as he moved his hands from her rear to cup her hips, bringing her flush against himself, "Trust me, I'm sure he can handle it" he murmured as he nuzzled his face into her neck and began gently nipping on her sensitive flesh.

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The next day, Sam, Dean and Y/N were outside of a department store where a woman killed another woman just hours ago. Seeming over a pair of shoes, Dean was sitting outside on a bench munching on a burger as Sam and Y/N investigated the scene. The entire area flooded with cops and coroners.

“Dean, what are you doing?” Sam asked, annoyed as they approached him. "What does it look like I'm doing?" he asked with a mouthful of burger as he glanced at his brother, "I'm taking my lunch break. What’re you two doing?" he added, taking another bite of his burger just as Sam and Y/N shot him an un-amused look. "Werking" Sam deadpanned.

“Dead body. Possible demon attack, that kind of stuff” Y/N sassed, stuffing her hands in her pocket as Dean rolled his eyes and got up from the bench. He chucked his burger in her hands before he began to dramatically cough, clutching his chest. “Sam, Y/N, I’m sorry. It’s just, I don’t have much time left and, uh-” He croaked before letting out an exasperated cough.

Y/N rolled her eyes in annoyance as Sam let out a scoff, unamused. The two shared a sad look as guilt began weighing on Y/N’s chest, "Yeah, right. Alright, I’m sorry” Y/N sighed, “Apology accepted” Dean spontaneously recovered, attempting to take the burger back but Y/N yanked her hand away, taking a bite out of the burger.

He rolled his eyes at her, "You suck" he grumbled as she let out a scoff. "You should know" she retorted back skittishly with a mouth full of burger, earning a gag of disgust from Sam. “Guys, seriously!” Sam groaned dramatically.

“What?” they both shot back together like innocent children having been caught stealing cookies when they shouldn’t, glancing at him with wide eyes, causing Sam to roll his eyes in annoyance. “I really don’t get how you two manage to be adults with the attitudes of two children” he muttered, causing her to shoot him a glare.

Bobby emerged through the entrance, fully decked out in a suit and tie. His once shaggy greying hair, slicked back neatly. Y/N and Sam’s eyes widened at the sight as they choked back on a laugh while Dean’s jaw had nearly dropped down to the floor, craning his neck. "Whoa, looking spliffy, Bobby. What were you, a G-man?" Dean commented with a low whistle. “Returning from the DA’s office. Just spoke to the suspect.” Bobby told them as he fixed his crooked tie.

“Yeah? So what do you think, then? Was she possessed or what? “ Sam asked as Y/N wiped her mouth, handing Dean back his burger. “There's none of the usual signs. No blackouts, no loss of control. Totally lucid, just think she really wanted those shoes” Bobby explained, the three younger hunters shared a look of disbelief as he continued. “Spilled a glass of holy water on her, just to be sure. Nothing.”

“Well maybe she's just some random wack job” Dean suggested as he trailed his eyes down Y/N body. “If it had been an isolated incident, maybe. But first the family, now this? I don’t know, man” Y/N said, shaking her head. Her eyes met with Dean’s, catching him in the act of ogling her. Her eyes narrowed at him but he simply shot her a smirk in response, taking another bite of his burger. “Yeah, I believe in a lot of things. Coincidence ain't one of em” Bobby agreed with Y/N. “Did you kids find anything around here?” He asked.

“No sulfur. Nothing” Sam sighed, shaking his head. “Well, maybe something” Dean chimed in, crumpling up the now empty burger wrapping paper in his hand before pointing to the security camera. “See? I'm working” he sassed, patting Sam's shoulder as he winked at Y/N. This made the two roll their eyes in exasperated annoyance.

-

They were all now in the surveillance room. Sam and Y/N were sat side by side, her feet kicked up on the table while Bobby sat against it and Dean paced the room. “Anything interesting?” Dean asked them as he leaned between their shoulders. “I don't know yet. Might just be a guy,” Sam murmured as he rewinded the video. In the footage, a man began approaching the shopper. “Or might be our guy” Y/N added as she propped herself up to get a better look.

They watched the video intently, the man approached the shopper, pointing to the woman she killed. It seemed as though he was coercing her, the hunters shared a look as the video ended.

-

Sam and Y/N were now in town getting food, currently walking back to the Impala. Dean stayed back at the motel room and Sam tagged along, so they took Baby instead of Quinn. Y/N noticed from the corner of her eye that a young blonde woman was seemingly following her and Sam as they crossed the street. Sam had his head in his phone while Y/N's head was on a swivel, taking note of all the possible dangers around her.

She gave Sam an elbow to the arm to get his attention, “Dude, I think there’s something stuck to our shoes” she murmured to him. He looked up from his phone at her, puzzled as he watched her glance over her shoulder to the young blonde woman trailing behind them. He followed her gaze, catching the gaze of the blonde as she quickly looked away.

"Think she's following us?" he asked in a whisper. "Either that or she's checking out your ass” she whispered back to him, causing him to scoff and roll his eyes as they continued walking. As they reached the Impala, the woman suddenly disappeared. Nowhere in sight.

They both exchanged a look before Y/N shook her head. "Probably just my paranoia” she mumbled to him in an attempt to convince herself, they unlocked the car as Sam opened the driver's door, "I'll drive. You're tired." he mumbled, noticing the dark circles under her eyes. She nodded and got into the passenger seat without protest, buckling herself in as Sam started the car.

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“What time is it?” Bobby asked Dean as he yawned, the two were staking out a bar. “Seven past midnight” Dean responded, checking his watch. They were in Bobby’s truck now, “You sure this is the right play?” Bobby questioned tiredly. “No. But I spent all day canvassing this stupid town with this guy's stupid mug..” Dean groaned, taking up a picture of the mystery man from the video from his dashboard.

“…and supposedly he drinks at this stupid bar and- AH!” He exclaimed startled when Sam knocked loudly on the passenger side window, a wide smile on his face. Both Sam and Y/N burst out laughing at Dean’s fearful expression and yelp of surprise. They came back from doing research at a local library on Y/N’s bike, Dean and Bobby didn’t notice them since they parked behind.

Dean scowled at the two as he rolled down the window as Bobby rolled his eyes. “That’s not funny” Dean grumbled as Sam opened his door. “Yeah, okay” Sam snorted, pushing the seat forward, with Dean in it, so he and Y/N could climb in the back. “Alright, so, our John Doe’s name is Walter Rosen. He’s from Oak Park, just west of Chicago. Went missing a week ago” Y/N told them as she fixed herself in her seat.

"The night the Devil’s Gate opened?" Dean questioned, adjusting his seat back to its normal setting. "Yep,” Sam nodded. “So you guys think he’s possessed?” Dean asked, “Well, it’s a good bet” Sam shrugged. “So, uh, he just walks up to someone, touches them and they go stark raving psycho or something?” Y/N mumbled as she stuffed her hands into her jacket pockets.

“Those demons that got out of the gate, they’re gonna be able to do all kinds of things we haven’t seen,” Bobby responded, “You mean the demons that we let out” Sam said bluntly, “Guys.” Dean interrupted upon seeing Walter hop out of a car across the street, right in front of the bar. “Alright, showtime” Y/N said firmly, cocking her gun.

“Wait a minute” Bobby stopped her, “What?” She scoffed, “What did I just say? We don’t know what to expect out of this guy. We should tail him till we know” Bobby reprimanded her. “Oh, so he kills someone and we just sit here with our junk in our hands?” Dean protested. “We’re not good dead, boy!” Bobby shot back firmly.

“We’re not gonna make a move till we know what the score is” He added in a tone filled with authority. Both Dean and Y/N seemed ready to protest again. Sam on the other hand, “Hey, Bobby, I don’t think that’s an option” The younger Winchester chimed in. "Why not?” Bobby asked, confused as they all turned their heads to look in the direction Sam was pointing at.

To see Isaac and Tamara getting out of their own vehicle, both heading towards the bar. "Damn it!” Bobby cursed, smacking the dashboard. They all shared a look before climbing out of Bobby’s truck, "Looks like we're doing this" Y/N grumbled as she shoved her gun into the back of her jeans, slamming the truck door shut.

The hunters stood outside the bar, watching through the windows as Walter made his way to the bar, ordering his drink. Tamara and Isaac were both sat at their table, sipping on their drinks. “How are we gonna do this?” Dean whispered to Y/N as they all ducked down, trying to watch and stay unnoticed.

Walter got up from his seat at the bar and began making his way to the bathroom. Isaac and Tamara kept a close eye on Walter, the male hunter pressed a kiss to his wife’s cheek before getting up to follow Walter. Suddenly, a man grabbed Isaac as he was making his way towards the bathroom, snatching his flask of holy water away from his hand before tossing it onto the floor.

His eyes flashing black as he growled, “I don’t like hunters in my bar” indicating he was possessed by a demon. Everyone else in the bar's eyes flashed black, deeming them all to be possessed as Walter emerged from the bathroom, a sickening smirk on his face as he stalked over to them. Fearful expressions flooded Isaac and Tamara’s faces, not realizing exactly what they had walked into. Initially thinking it was only one demon they were dealing with. Not seven.

"Fuck” Sam hissed as they all watched the scene through the window. They all began banging on the door with their bodies but the demons had barred it shut from the inside. They heard Tamara’s screams as the others sadistically laughed.

“Move, move!” Y/N yelled at them to step back, placing her hand on the door. They all stepped back with their weapons drawn as she allowed the energy to flow through her body, her veins shining blue but it was no use, the door simply would not budge. Unknowingly, the door was barred with iron, one of the few things her power couldn’t break through.

“Motherfucker!” She shouted with fury. They could still hear the screams of Tamara and Isaac, the hunters grew more desperate as they kept trying to open the door. “I’ve got an idea!” Bobby said suddenly, rushing back over to the truck. The three younger hunters followed to suit.

“Bobby, what are you gonna do? Ram the place with your truck!?” Dean asked, growing impatient as they all hopped in, buckling up their seatbelts. Bobby started the truck with a firm nod, “That’s exactly what I’m gonna do, son” He stated before flooring the pedal.

They all held on to whatever they could, gripping tightly onto the door and anything else they could for support as Bobby drove the truck straight into the bar, crashing through the door. Glass shattered everywhere like sharp rain before the truck came to a sudden halt and all four hunters quickly hopped out.

Pieces of debris and broken wood fell to the floor, the place was in complete disarray. All seven demons turned to them with wide black eyes, holding back a sobbing and hysterical Tamara. Isaac laid sprawled out on the floor in a pool of his own blood, flowing from his mouth.

They quickly emerged from the truck with bottles of holy water, spraying them at the demons, all hissing in sizzling pain as the water burnt their skin. Y/N began spraying at the demons holding Tamara. She was freed from the demons, screaming for her husband as Y/N tried to push her towards the truck. “No!! Isaac!! Baby, no!!!”

Y/N attempted to pull her away from him as Tamara kept struggling in her grip, trying to get to her husband. “No, no, no, he’s dead. We gotta go!” Y/N shouted back, her heart paining for the woman who desperately tried to get out of her clutches. Sam, Dean and Bobby continued to toss holy water at the screaming demons.

The scene was chaotic as they all fought against the demons while Tamira tried in vain to go back to her fallen husband. “Get in the truck!” Y/N yelled to the hysterical woman, “Tamara! In the truck!”

“Let go of me!!” She sobbed as she wrestled out of Y/N’s grasp but she grabbed hold onto her again, "Dammit, Tamara, get in the damned truck!" She finally used all her strength to toss Tamara into the truck, holding her into place. “Guys!!” Y/N shouted to Sam, Dean and Bobby. Whistling loudly so they can all get the hell out of dodge.

Without hesitation, Sam climbed into the back of the truck, taking over Y/N’s spot as she hopped back out and ran over to her bike parked outside. Bobby quickly went around and jumped into the driver's seat but Dean continued fighting Walter. “Dean!!” Sam shouted, holding onto Tamara, who was screaming and crying, holding onto her like a lifeline.

“I’ve got this!” Dean shouted back while taking on another demon that tried to overpower him. Sam cursed under his breath as Bobby gunned the truck's engine as he waited for Dean to quickly climb up into the truck, “Dean, get the fuck in!!” But Dean didn’t listen to them.

Quinn’s engine roared as Y/N sped towards the bar, ramming her bike straight into Walter. "Oof!" She yelped as she rammed Walter, successfully making him stumbled backwards as he growled in pain. Dean took this opportunity to snack Walter by his collar before tossing him into the tray of the truck.

Leaving him screaming and trapped since devils traps were spray painted around it. He quickly threw his leg behind Y/N, climbing onto her bike, “Go, go, go, GO!!” He yelled Y/N and Bobby to floor it, snaking his arms around her waist.

The two vehicles sped off, leaving the wreckage behind as the demons screeched in anger, unable to chase after them. In the back of the truck, Sam held onto Tamara as he attempted to comfort her but to no avail. "Shh it's okay, you're okay, I've got you, you're okay" He whispered to her as she clung onto him, completely broken by the scene she had witnessed.

Upfront, Y/N revved her engine and sped down the road as Bobby followed behind. Dean tightened his grasp around her waist, pressing his chest against her back as they both raced down the highway in the dead of night, the adrenaline from the fight still flowing through their veins.

But right now, she was thoroughly pissed with Dean for almost getting himself killed, just so he could trap Walter in Bobby’s tray. She could feel Dean’s chest rise and fall rapidly against her back as he exhaled a harsh breath. Although she was furious with him for trying to play the hero, she took note of how comfortable and safe she felt with his arms around her waist, their breaths in sync with one another.

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Now back at Tamara and Isaac’s house, Walter was tied to a chair, under a Devil trap while the sounds of the hunters arguing echoed through the house. “And I say we’re going back” Tamara insisted, furious. “Just hold on a second” Sam tried to reason with her, pleading. “I left my husband bloody on the floor!” Tamara exclaimed, tears in her eyes.

“Okay, I understand that, but we can’t go back” Sam stated firmly, emphasizing with the now widowed woman. “Fine, then you stay. But I’m heading back to that bar” Tamara pointed at him, “I’ll go with her” Dean began heading to the door.

“That place is crawling with demons! If we go back, we risk getting killed!” Sam protested, looking at his older brother with disbelief as Y/N stepped in front of him and shoved him harshly on his chest. “It’s suicide, Dean!” Y/N exclaimed, frustration in her voice as Dean stumbled back.

“So what? I’m dead already!” Dean shouted back. The room went silent for a moment, the only thing heard were Tamara’s muffled sobs. Y/N stared back at Dean with a look of disbelief, the gaping hole in her chest returning as her breath got caught in her throat.

Sam’s nostrils flared at the thought and the choice of words by his brother, “How are you gonna ‘em? You can’t shoot ‘em. You can’t stab ‘em. They’re not just gonna wait in line to get exorcised!” Sam pointed out with anger in his voice. “I don’t care!” Tamara screamed. “You don’t even know how many of ‘em there are!” Y/N yelled.

“Yeah, we do,” Bobby interrupted, walking forward with a book in his hands. All eyes snapped over to him, “There's seven. Do you have any idea who we’re up against?” Bobby said, a mixture of fear and anger in his tone. “No. Who?” Dean shook his head, growing impatient. “The seven deadly sins. Live and in the flesh!” Bobby stated as Dean scoffed, a small smile playing on his face, “What’s in the box?” He chuckled.

His chuckles died in his throat as everyone looked at him with a deadpan expression, “Brad Pitt? Se7en? No?” He tried to see if anyone got his reference. Sam’s eye twitched with annoyance as Bobby chucked the book in his hands and Y/N smacked him upside his head. Gritting her teeth.

Dean scowled at the pain and rubbed the back of his head, “Ow! What the hell?!” He hissed, glaring at Y/N for slapping him. "That's for being stupid and almost getting yourself killed!" Y/N scolded him. Dean scoffed at his girlfriend berating him before opening the book, “What’s this?” He asked Bobby as he rifled through the pages.

“Binsfeld’s Classification of Demons. In 1589, Binsfeld ID’d the seven sins. Not just as human vices, but the actual devils” Bobby stated as the bells went off in Sam and Y/N’s head, realization dawning on them. “The family” They said in unison, putting two and two together of prior victims. Bobby nodded, confirming their suspicions.

“They were touched by Sloth” Sam shook his head as Y/N ran a hand over her mouth before she began toying with her necklace. “And the shopper?” She asked, “That’s Envy’s doing. And the customer we got in the next room” Bobby told them, pointing to the door Walter was behind. Confirming that Walter was possessed by Envy. “I couldn’t suss it out at first, until Isaac” He said, turning to Tamara.

She was rubbing the back of her neck, a look of disdain in her eyes. “He was touched with an awful guttony” She clenched her jaw at Bobby’s words. “I don’t give a rat's ass if they’re the Three Stooges or the Four Tops!” Tamara shouted at them, “I’m gonna slaughter every last one of them!”

“Well, you just can’t charge in like some kind of punk John Wayne” Sam retorted back. “John Wayne? That sounds like a pretty badass way to go out in my book!” Dean spoke with a hint of annoyance. This earned Dean another smack to the back of his head by his girlfriend, Dean gritted his teeth, attempting to protest but she shot him a nasty glare that made him shut his trap.

“We already did it your way! You burst in there half-cocked and look what happened!!” Bobby snapped, getting up in Tamara’s face. Tamara flinched back due to Bobby’s booming voice as the three younger hunters fell silent. “These demons haven’t been topside in half a millennium! We're talking medieval. Dark Ages. We've never faced anything close to this! So we are gonna talk a breath…AND FIGURE OUT WHAT OUR NEXT MOVE IS!!!” The veteran hunter bellowed, absolutely fed up with the lack of logic being portrayed by Dean and Tamara.

Tamara gritted her teeth at him as Bobby let out a deep breath, the hot steam propelling from his nose. He felt bad for blowing up but it needed to be said. Silence filled the room for a few moments, the atmosphere thick with tension and anger. Tamara turned away, her eyes filled with unshed tears as she tried to keep it together. The trio’s heads were bowed like kids being reprimanded by their pissed off and disappointed father.

“I am sorry for your loss” Bobby apologized before trudging out of the room and into the chamber they kept the demon of Envy bound, Tamara’s eyes remained on the floor before she stalked out behind him. Leaving the trio all alone. Sam and Y/N shared a wide eyed look due to Bobby's explosive reaction before glancing back at Dean, then following behind Bobby with Dean.

“So you know who I am, huh?” Envy chuckled darkly as they all entered. “We do. We’re not impressed” Bobby snapped, his eyes narrowed to slits at the demon. “Why are you here? What are you after?” Sam demanded. Envy just smirked in return, causing Y/N’s blood to boil at the vial expression. She was confused as to why she couldn't feel that burning sensation at the back of his neck, typically caused by the presence of demons but she chose not to question it. Brushing it off as the demon's ancient and unusual species. “He asked you a question.” Y/N growled as Dean slammed his jacket down on the table.

“What do you want?” he demanded, crossing his arms over his broad chest as he leaned against the table. Envy began chuckling again, causing everyone to grow impatient so Y/N reached into her jacket. Retrieving a flask of holy water from her pocket before unscrewing it and began tossing it into the demon's face. The holy water splashed all over the demon's face, eliciting a hissing sound from its lips, as its flesh burnt from the contact. It growled through the pain and clenched its jaw as it spoke.

“We already have what we want” Envy hissed at the hunters. “What's that?” Dean asked, tilting his head. “We're out. We’re free” The demon stated as if it were obvious before smirking. “My kind we’re…everywhere. ‘I am legion, for we are many,'” Envy quoted as he laughed maniacally. Sam’s blood ran cold as he and y/n’s eyes connected. “So me, I'm just celebrating. Having a little..fun”

“Fun?” Sam scoffed as he cocked an eyebrow. “Yeah. Fun. See, some people crochet, others golf. Me?” Envy smirked, his eyes glancing over to y/n. “I like to see people's insides…on their…outsides” His eyes trailed down the psychic's body as he licked his lips. Y/N’s body stiffened at his lasering gaze, uneasiness filling her as she instinctively crossed her arms over her chest. Bile began to rise in her throat from the look Envy was giving her.

Dean's eye twitched as his fingers curled into a fist, his jaw clenching. He was about to pounce on the demon but was held back by both Sam and Bobby. “What, too pretty for you in one piece?” Y/N spat as she stood her ground, refusing to be intimidated by the disgusting and vile creature in front of her. “Oh no, on the contrary.” Envy practically purred. “I like my women feisty…and bloody” Its eyes raked down her form once more, causing her to grit her teeth and Dean to rile up more. Struggling against Sam and Bobby.

“You touch her, I swear to GOD, I will END you!” Dean continued to struggle against his brother and Bobby’s hold on him. “Dean! Relax!” Sam pleaded. Y/N could see the fire dancing in her lover's eyes, the pure rage radiating off of him as his nostrils flared with each harsh breath he took. “Relax, I’m not gonna touch her…not yet anyway” The demon replied with an evil smile as its eyes locked on her like a predator stalking its prey.

Hearing the demon's response only served to anger Dean even more as he fought back with more power, causing Sam and Bobby to put more force into restraining him. Y/N eyes widened, quickly moving around the men to place her hands on Dean's shoulders. "Charming, calm down!" She shouted as she shook him.

But her words went in one ear and out the other as he continued wrestling with his two brothers, desperate to get to Envy and rip his throat out. "Dean, STOP!" Y/N shouted desperately, her grip on his shoulders tightening as she shook him harder.

He stopped struggling for just a moment to look at her, his eyes still filled with anger, but seeing the pleading expression on her face made him pause. He was still breathing heavily, his nostrils flared, and his jaw clenched, but he stopped fighting against Sam and Bobby.

Tamara’s gaze remained on the demon, filled with vengeance as she leaned down, her hands pressed against her knees. “I’m gonna put you down like a dog” She spat at him, like venom burning her tongue. “Please” Envy let out a bark of laughter, finding Tamara's threat humorous. “You really think you’re better than me?" The demon sneered, its twisted smirk never leaving its face.

“Which one of you cast the first stone, huh?!” Envy shouted as everyone narrowed their eyes at him, “What about you, Dean and Y/N?” He turned his attention to the elder Winchester and the psychic, Dean’s arm draped around Y/N’s waist. “You two are practically the walking billboards of gluttony and lust”

The couple smirked in response, sharing a knowing look as Dean playfully caressed Y/N’s ass. Earning an eye roll from her before Envy turned his attention to Tamara. “And Tamara. All that wrath? Ooh, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk” Tamara growled, gritting her teeth as the demon continued to taunt and mock her.

“It’s the reason you and Isaac became hunters in the first place, isn’t it?” Her hands trembled with anger as they balled up into tight fists at her sides. “It’s so much easier to drink in the rage…than to face what happened all those years ago” This made Tamara snap.

Tamara yelled in anger and lunged at the demon, grunting as she punched him across his jaw, over and over. “Tamara!” Bobby shouted as he and Y/N tried to separate the enraged hunter from the smirking demon. Bobby and Y/N managed to pull Tamara backwards as Sam continued to restrain a still agitated Dean who was glaring at the smug and unharmed demon, laughing.

“My point exactly. And you call us sins” Envy sneered. “We’re not sins, man. We are natural human instinct! And you can repress and deny us all you want, but the truth is, you are just animals” He further continued to berate them. “Horny, greedy…hungry..” He scoffed as Dean narrowed his eyes at him. “..violent animals.” He leaned forward.

“And you know what? You'll be slaughtered like animals too” Envy finished with a deadly whisper before looking behind him. “And the others? They’re coming for me” He said smugly, leaning back into his chair. Dean smirked at his cocky smile, “Maybe” He shrugged before leaning down to get in his face. “But they’re not gonna find you, cause you’ll be in hell” Dean’s words made the demon’s smug look drop.

“Someone send this son of a bitch packing” Y/N sneered as Tamara smirked, “My pleasure” She sneered, accepting the book with the incantation from Bobby. “Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus” Envy began shaking, groaning and grunting in his chair as he trashed around. “Omnis satanica potestas” Tamara continued reciting the exorcism, her voice filled with determination and a sense of satisfaction.

Sam, Dean, Bobby and Y/N walked out the room as Tamara continued to chant. Envy screaming his head off. “Well, I don’t think we’ll have to worry about hunting them,” Bobby told the trio. “What does that mean?” Sam asked as he crossed his arms over his chest. Bobby sighed deeply, resting his hands on his hips. “I think maybe this joker’s right. They’re gonna be hunting us and they’re not gonna quit easy”

“Great. Awesome. Fantastic” Y/N muttered sarcastically as Dean nodded. “You guys, why don’t you take Tamara and head for the hills? I’ll stay, slow them down, buy a little time” Dean offered. Sam and Y/N’s head snapped to Dean’s direction. “Fuck no” Y/N immediately protested, her eyes narrowing at her boyfriend as she shook her head. “You’re insane, Dean. Just forget about it, okay?” Sam snapped at his brother.

“They’re right.” Bobby chimed in as Dean scoffed, “They’re six of em, guys. We’re outmanned, we’re outgunned. We’ll be dead by dawn” Dean exclaimed, pointing out the obvious. “Maybe, but there’s no place to run that they won’t find us” Bobby shot back. Sam and Y/N shared a look before letting out a frustrated sigh.

Y/N clapped her hand on Sam’s shoulder before snaking her arm around his waist to the side before she turned to face Dean, wrapping her free arm around his shoulder. “Look, if we’re all going down, we’re going down together, alright?” She stated, firmly. Sam shot Dean a pleading look as he snaked his arm around Y/N’s shoulder.

Dean looked down at his girlfriend for a moment, a hint of a smirk tugged on his lips before his eyes flickered over to his brother. Both Sam and Y/N were sporting their classic puppy dog eye look. He knew there was no use in arguing with them, especially when they pull out the big guns to get their way. So instead he nodded his head in agreement and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her closer into his side. “Well, let’s not make it easy for them”

Envy let out one last scream as the house shook, the candles on the table blowing out. Indicating the demon was now expelled back to hell, inside, Tamara shut the book before exiting the room. “Demon’s out of the guy.” She stated. “And the guy?” Sam asked. “He didn’t make it,” Tamara said without a care in the world.

Tamara’s blunt remark made the hunters' faces harden upon hearing the news about the host’s demise. “Damn it” Y/N hissed as she looked away and leaned into Dean’s side.

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Some time had passed and Y/N took the liberty of disposing of the body. She was now digging a hole in the back of Tamara’s house to bury it. Dean was outside, watching over her as she knelt by the shallow grave. His arms were crossed over his chest as his eyes were fixed on her, his sharp green eyes never leaving her form, studying her every movement. He offered to help her but she denied any help, which he respected, not wanting to push any boundaries.

She could feel his eyes on her, so she spun around, shooting him a quick thumbs up. In a way of saying, ‘I’m fine, you can go back inside now’ Dean huffed out a small chuckle. He knew she was fine. But as a man, and her man, he was protective over her. But he also knew how independent and capable she was of handling herself and this situation. So, he nodded back at her, blowing her a kiss before he reluctantly went back inside the house.

Y/N breathed out heavily before turning to face the poor guy. “I’m sorry you got caught up in this, man” She apologized to the dead host, Walter Rosen as she grunted, lifting him up gently. Y/N lifted Walter’s body, resting it over her shoulder. She tried her best to be careful, to be gentle, knowing that the man was no longer here to feel it. But she couldn’t help but wince and feel sympathy as she tried with all her strength to carry and lay him down in the shallow grave she dug for him.

Walters arm poked out from under the tarp, her brows furrowed when she saw an unfamiliar symbol etched into his arm. Almost as if it was burnt in. She knelt to take a closer look, pulling the tarp down to examine the symbol etched into the host’s arm. It was an odd-looking symbol that she had never seen before. It was almost like a cross, but with extra markings and symbols on each end. Her fingers hovered over the mark for a moment before finally touching it, her eyes narrowing as she felt a slight sting on her fingertips from the heat.

The mark was hot, but not scorching hot. It was enough to cause a slight pain in her fingertips as she touched it. Y/N quickly retracted her hand, rubbing her fingertips against her jeans before looking back at the symbol, her brows furrowed in confusion. She had never seen this mark before. It was definitely not a demon sigil. She took a mental note to mention this to the others.

Y/N took one last look at the symbol etched into Walter’s arm before covering it back up with the tarp, making sure to leave some of it free as she rose to her feet. She stood there for a moment, her brows furrowed in confusion and curiosity, wondering what the symbol could mean.

With her mind still occupied with questions about what she had just seen, she quickly dusted off her hands on her jeans, digging into her duffel bag laid right besides her. She retrieved the salt from her duffel and began salting Walter’s body. As she salted the body, something caught her eye. Something very odd this time. A blue glow omitted from under the tarp, on the side of Walter’s waist.

Y/N paused in her movement, her hand that held the salt bag hovered in the air for a moment as her head snapped in the direction of where she had seen the blue glow. Curiosity and confusion took over her as she slowly crouched down and placed the bag of salt on the ground. She slowly and gently pulled the tarp to the side, careful not to make too much noise or disturb the body as she tried to see what that blue glow was.

Upon lifting up Walter’s shirt, Y/N found a knife. Y/N let out a small gasp upon seeing the knife. She slowly reached out and picked it up, her fingers wrapping around the handle as she held it up carefully. Y/N’s eyes widened as she stared at the knife in surprise. It looked old, ancient even. But the craftsmanship of it looked amazing, almost like an heirloom.

She ran her thumb against the cold and smooth, silver blade, being mindful of the sharp edge. The blue glow of the knife’s blade was faint but noticeable enough. It was a beautiful blade, but the question was, where did it come from? And why was it glowing?

She let out an audible gasp as a weird chill ran up her arm, her own veins glowing blue. She didn’t intentionally focus her power onto the knife so the fact that it somehow connected to her, bewildered her. A million thoughts, questions, and scenarios ran through her mind as her eyes stayed glued on the glowing blue veins that now travelled up her arm. Something in her was telling her that something wasn't right with this knife.

The fact that it connected to her should've been enough to tell her that it was more than just an ordinary weapon or heirloom. But another side of her mind was telling her that it somehow found her. Her fingers curled around the handle of the knife as she glanced down at Walter's corpse. Y/N gingerly stuck it into her high leather boots before drenching his body in accelerant.

With the corpse doused in fuel, Y/N stood up and grabbed the matches from one of her jacket pockets. She struck a match, throwing it into the grave before stepping back, watching the body in the pit engulfed in flames. Once she finished setting the man’s body ablaze, she picked up her duffle bag and slung it over her shoulder, turning to head back to Tamara’s house, her mind still puzzled and intrigued by what she had just seen and experienced.

Once she stepped up the porch and into the house, she found Sam filling up flasks with holy water and Dean loading up a shotgun. The brothers seemed to have paused in their conversation as she walked in, their curious gazes landing on her when they noticed the look of despair on her face.

“Hey, sweetheart. Is everything okay?” Dean asked, concern clear in his voice as he set down the shotgun and took a step towards her. “Uh…yeah- yeah” Y/N cleared her throat, giving Dean a tight smile before tossing her duffel on a table. “Um, Sam. Can you look something up for me?” She asked her friend as she took up a paper from the table and a pen from the pencil holder. Quickly sketching out the symbol she saw on Walter’s hand.

Sam looked away from refilling the flasks after Y/N spoke to him. He furrowed his brows as he took the paper from her, his eyes studying the symbol on the paper. He looked up at her with a puzzled expression. “Where’d you see this?” Y/N leaned against the table, crossing her arms in front of her chest as she looked down at the floor. She let out a small sigh before looking up straight into Sam’s eyes and replying. “It was etched into Walter’s arm right before I burned him.”

Dean’s brows furrowed, “That’s all you saw?” He asked, having a feeling she knew more than she was letting on. Y/N’s lips pursed together as she let out a short huff, her gaze shifted to the floor for a moment before meeting his gaze again. She contemplated whether telling them about the knife or not but Dean could read her like a damn book, so there was no point in hiding it. “Actually, I found something else”

Both brothers’ gazes locked on her as she hitched one foot up. Reaching into her boot to retrieve the knife. She held it up, the ancient dark knife in its original form as she twirled it between her fingers. The blade of the knife still glowed blue and the dark iron seemed to almost absorb the light from the room, making it even darker. Sam and Dean stared at the knife in Y/N’s hands, their eyes widening in surprise and slight caution at the sight of it.

“Found it on Walter” She stated before tossing it onto the table, the iron hit the table with a loud thud, the light in it dying as soon as she didn’t have her hands on it anymore. Dean and Sam both took a closer look at the ancient-looking knife, examining its features. Dean stepped forward, picking the knife up and holding it in his hand. He turned it over, observing every detail. “The fuck is this?” The elder Winchester scoffed.

“I have no idea,” Y/N shrugged, her eyes fixed on the knife in Dean’s hand. “And when I first touched it, It “activated” my powers without me trying, shit was weird.” She made quotation marks with her fingers as she explained. “What do you mean it ‘activated’ your powers?” Sam furrowed his brows, turning to face her. “You didn’t do it intentionally?”

She shook her head as she pursed her lips, “That’s what I’m saying” She said as she crossed her arms over her chest. Sam and Dean exchanged a look at her answer. Their expression and body language showed signs of alarm and concern. They both knew better than anyone else about Y/N’s powers and how they could change the outcome of any situation.

So the fact that the knife somehow activated her powers without her intention was incredibly worrying. Before anyone can say anything else, J.B. Burnett’s ‘I Shall Not Be Moved’ started playing on the radio out of nowhere. The device turned on spontaneously by itself, startling everyone. Their heads snapped over to the small old box. The trio exchanged an alarmed look as Dean quickly snatched up his shotgun. “Here we go”

The door and windows were salted to the T, Bobby and Tamara were stationed at the back of the house while the trio readied themselves in the front. Dean and Sam took their positions by the windows and doorway, weapons at the ready. Y/N stayed behind them, positioned in the centre of the room. Her gaze was fixed on the front door, waiting for any signs of movement, any sound or feeling that would indicate the demon’s presence.

“Tamara!! Tamara!! Help me!! Please!!” The sound of Tamara’s recently deceased husband, Isaac’s, voice boomed from outside. Pleading for her help. Y/N stiffened upon hearing the voice of the dead man, her heart clenching in her chest. She could only imagine the look on Tamara’s face, knowing the sound of her husband’s voice must’ve pained her all the more.

“Tamara!!” Isaac shouted, his bloodied hand smacking across the hard wooden railing as he crawled up the steps to the porch, “I got away!! But I’m hurt bad!! I need help!!” Isaac pleaded, Tamara was sobbing and shaking in her place at the back of the house. Her hand clutching at the Palo Santo stake, “It’s not him. One of those demons is possessing his corpse” Bobby tried to drill it into her head, assuring her that whatever was calling out to her was not her husband.

Dean clenched his jaw as he listened to the demon-possessed corpse shout out for help, his grip on the shotgun tightening. He glanced back at Tamara, noticing her shaking and crying. His expression softened as he felt sympathy for her, knowing damn well how she must have felt hearing her husband’s voice. He shot a quick look at Sam and Y/N before focusing back on the door again.

Y/N bit down on her lip as she glanced at Tamara. She could understand the woman’s desperation, the desire to go out and help her “husband”. But as she continued listening to the “voice” of Isaac, she knew it wasn’t him. It was a demon, a malicious creature disguised as someone’s loved one for the sole purpose of getting to them.

The demon knocked his knuckles against the door, “Baby! Why won’t you let me in?! You left me behind back there. How could you do that?!” Tamara’s sobs grew louder as they all listened to the demon’s desperate pleas, the words cutting deep into the woman’s heart. She stumbled forwards from her spot, desperate to get to the door, until Bobby’s firm hand landed on her arm, holding her in place. “We swore at that lake in Michigan, remember? We swore we would never leave each other!”

“How did he know that?!” Tamara sobbed as Bobby kept a firm gaze on her, “Steady, Tamara. Steady, steady” Bobby warned her, caressing the heartbroken woman’s shoulder as she sobbed. “You’re just gonna leave out here? You’re just gonna let me die?” Tamara’s body trembled desperately, her entire being wanting to get to the door and let her husband in, reminding herself that it wasn’t him.

“I guess that’s what you do, dear” The demon sneered. “Like that night those things came to our house. Came for our daughter. You just let her die” Those words made Tamara snap once again, “You son of a bitch!!” She screamed as she pushed the door open, attacking the demon possessing her husband's corpse.

“Tamara, no!!” Bobby shouted as he rushed forward. But it was too late, Tamara and the demon had gone tumbling down the back porch, breaking the salt line to the back door. “You’re not ISAAC!!” She bellowed as she drove the Palo Santo stake into his chest. With Tamara outside and the five demons storming into the house, there was nothing holding them back from attacking the group inside anymore.

As the larger one headed straight towards Bobby, a nasty smirk on his face. He paced towards the veteran hunter, who wore a feigned look of fear. The demon stopped in his tracks when he realized he had been stuck in a devil's trap. Bobby chuckled maliciously as the demon looked down at him fearfully, “Fat, drunk and stupid is no way to go through life, son” He smirked as he got out his book with the incantation.

While Bobby was exorcizing Gluttony, Dean had been caught up with his own demon. A petite blonde woman, dressed quite provocatively. His eyes widened as he tried to douse her in holy water but she caught his hand midair, a lustful smirk plastered across her face as she backed him up into a corner. “I suppose you’re Lust,” Dean pointed out, visibly gulping.

Lust chuckled, “Oh, baby, I’m whatever you want me to be.” She purred, her voice dripping with sultry and desire as she stepped closer to Dean. She moved so close that her body was flushed against his, her hand pressed against his bare skin at the neckline of his shirt. He tried to toss her off but the brute raw strength from the demon overpowered him.

“Yeah, alright. Just stay back!” Dean grunted as he tried to fight off of her grip. “Or what?” Lust challenged, running her fingers through his hair at the nape of his neck. The demon’s touch made Dean feel a sudden desire to kiss her, feeling sick to his stomach at the thought of even laying eyes on someone who wasn’t Y/N. He grinned with relief when he saw the love of his life appear behind the woman.

Y/N snuck up behind Lust, her eyes focused on the demons back. She gripped the handle of the old knife tightly in her hand, her fingers digging into the smooth metal. Lust glanced behind her, sensing the presence of something or someone. Before she could turn around, Y/N jammed the blade right into the demon’s back. She twisted the knife and pulled it free, causing the demon to screech out in pain.

“He’s got a crazy girlfriend who’s gonna kill you, bitch!” Lust spun around to face Y/N, her eyes fixed on her. She winced in pain and anger as she clutched her fresh knife wound, her eyes narrowing at the sight of Y/N. “You little—“ She growled, her eyes glowing black, she screamed as she smoked out through the host’s mouth.

Y/N raised the hand that held the glowing blue knife, looking at it as it trembled. The power of the knife was definitely making itself known. Dean pushed the demon's body aside and made his way over to Y/N, “You okay?” He asked, his eyes scanning over her for any signs of injury. She nodded frantically as she rushed over to the host’s body to check if she had caused the death of the innocent girl the demon was wearing.

Her jealousy of seeing the demon touch Dean had gotten the better of her. Something she had never done before. It was unlike her and it scared her, a slight wave of relief filled her when she saw that the girl’s body had already had a bullet wound right to her heart.

Dean watched her from where he stood, noticing how she checked the body for any signs of life. He knew she was a bit out of character, but he understood why. Anyone in Y/N’s shoes would be. As she confirmed that the girl was already dead, his gaze softened more as he moved over to her, “Hey,” He said softly, his hand coming to rest on her shoulder, “It’s alright, you didn’t kill her.”

“She was already dead” He reminded her gently, his voice soothing and reassuring. “You didn’t do anything wrong, princess.” He took the knife from her hand and examined it. He studied the markings carved into the blade, running his thumb carefully over the carvings. “This thing is giving your powers a boost,” He said, looking back up at her. “Are you sure you’re still in control of yourself?” He asked, his concern still present in his features and tone.

Y/N looked offended as Dean asked this, she was ready to snap at him for his question when the house shook, having no time to answer him. “Sammy!” They shouted in unison, the sound of a door blasting down. The door to the room Sam was in. They darted towards the room, adrenaline pumping through their veins at the thought of the younger Winchester being attacked.

They stumbled into the room, seeing the broken door on the floor. Sam was surrounded by three demons who had meticulously avoided the devils trap. “Come on, you really think something like that is gonna fool someone like me. I mean, me?” The demon smirked at Sam as Dean and Y/N emerged behind them. “Let me guess, you’re Pride” Sam sneered at the demon.

The demon smirked, spinning around to face Dean and Y/N as Sam darted over to them, standing at one side of Y/N while Dean stood on the other. The demon raised his hand to the ceiling with a smirk, causing the devil's trap at the top of the ceiling to be broken into nothing but rubble. “Mm. The root of all sin. And you two, are Sam and Dean Winchester. And you…are little miss Y/N L/N”

Y/N bristled immediately, her eyes narrowing at the demon with defiance. “Those are our names, don’t wear it out now, honey” She snarked, her lip curling in annoyance at the demon’s tone as Sam’s face dropped and Dean’s jaw clenched.

The demon chuckled and stepped closer to them. “That’s right, I’ve heard of you. We’ve all heard of you two” He gestured between Sam and Y/N. The prodigies. The Boy and Girl King and Queen.” Sam raised an eyebrow in surprise, his eyes fixing on the demon. “I’m sorry, what?” He asked, his tone puzzled and alarmed as he looked between Y/N and the demon.

Then shooting a questioning look in Dean’s direction. Y/N was visibly taken aback, her breathing becoming shaky as her eyes darted around. The word ‘King and Queen’ stuck in her mind. “Looking at you two now, I gotta say, don’t believe the hype.” Pride snapped, “You think I’m gonna bow to cut-rate, piss-poor humans like you? I have my Pride after all”

The air was thick with tension as the demon taunted them, his words cutting through the silence and adding to the already palpable stress in the room. Dean was ready to lunge at the demon, to hell with whether he died or not. But Y/N snatched him by his arm, yanking him back harshly. Looking at him as if he were bonkers for attempting to lunge at a demon completely unarmed. Her fingers gripping tightly at the old blue glowing knife between her fingers.

“Relax, sweetie,” She hissed, her voice firm and low, her gaze locked on him intently. He opened his mouth to reply, but she silenced him with a cold glare, silently warning him to shut his damn gob. The demon chuckled again, his eyes gleaming with malice as he watched them.

“Now with your yellow-eyed friend dead. I guess I don’t really have to do a damn thing, do I?” Pride smirked, whistling for his two friends to begin attacking the trio. Y/N, Sam, and Dean jumped into action, ready to take on the three demons. Pride simply stood back as he watched his companions attack. “Have fun, kids” He drawled, a smirk resting on his face as he observed the fight.

Y/N clutched the knife as Sam and Dean dodged attacks from the two demons, she aimed for Pride with her own. Pride dodged the knife easily, his reflexes quick and agile. “Ah-ah-ah, I’m not playing that game with you, little miss” He sneered as he evaded her every attempt to stab him, enjoying the frustration on her face.

Y/N growled, ducking to swiftly swing her feet around, knocking Pride off of his own feet. Unbeknownst, Dean was tossed into the wall by another demon and Y/N straddled Pride and dug the knife into the demon's shoulder. Pride screamed in pain, reeling back from Y/N as she pressed the knife into his shoulder. The pain was excruciating, the holy power behind the weapon was more than he imagined.

“You little—“ He grunted, his eyes narrowed as he clutched his wounded shoulder. The demon began smoking out through its host’s mouth as Dean recovered from being thrown into the brick wall. He staggered to his feet, rubbing his head and wincing at the pain. His eyes widened at the sight of his girlfriend with a knife in the demonic shoulder of a powerful and ancient demon, now limp in her arms.

He swiftly dodged a punch from the demon when suddenly, an familiar blonde woman (Ruby) appeared through the door. Wielding a very similar knife to the one Y/N had found, Y/N had pushed herself up from her feet, only to be shoved back down by Ruby.

As Y/N stumbled to the floor, her head spun, causing her vision to blur for a moment from the immense power the knife was taking out from her. It took a few seconds to clear, once her vision cleared, she looked around, her heart stopping when she saw Sam and Dean both trapped, pinned against the walls by the two other demons.

“NO!!” She cried out, only for Ruby to stab one of the demons, holding up Sam from behind, the corpse lighting up a light orange color from the stab wound and eyes. Dropping limp to the floor. She quickly swung around and stabbed the demon holding Dean up through the back of its neck, retracting her blade from its neck. Both Winchester brothers gripped their throats as air filled their lungs back up.

Y/N scrambled back into her feet, everything happened so fast she barely regained herself, her breath coming in and out rapidly as she rushed over to the brothers. Her hands rested on both their cheeks. “Who the fuck are you?” Dean spat at the blonde woman. “I’m the girl that just saved your asses” Ruby smirked, The two brothers shared a look at the blunt and harsh response, Sam nodded reluctantly at the girl.

“Yeah, fair enough,” He muttered. Y/N was torn between being grateful that she saved the brothers and being suspicious of this random girl until realization dawned on her. “You’re the chick that was following us earlier” Y/N pointed out with a hard expression, now remembering where she knew her face from. Ruby’s cocked a brow and her eyes flickered down to the still glowing ancient knife in Y/N’s hand.

“I’d be careful with that if I were you, Y/N” She smirked, gesturing to the knife before shooting Sam a wink. “See you around, Sam” Y/N’s expression faltered, the comment about the knife was odd to her, especially since Ruby knew her name. She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion, gripping the knife tighter in her fingers.

“How did you—“ Y/N gasped. Sam raised an eyebrow as the girl left, an odd look on his face. He ran after her, shouting, “Wait!” but she had already disappeared. Y/N’s eyes snapped over to Dean, who was nursing a possibly concussed head. Dean rubbed the back of his head, groaning as he leaned against the wall, his face pale and sweat beading from his forehead. “Ah, man, this hurts like a mother…” He muttered, his vision still a bit hazy.

Y/N stepped towards him, her eyes filled with worry, “Come on, sit down” She ordered, moving closer to support him as she gently guided him towards the wall at his back, he slumped against the wall with a thud. “It’s okay, baby. It’s over”

She pulled his head to her chest, Dean made no attempt to unbury his head from between her boobs as her eyes remained on the deceased bodies. The knife she had somehow..exorcised two demons but the one that girl had full on killed them. Her mind swirled with the new revelation as Dean relaxed against her chest.

Dean let out a low, satisfied hum as he buried his face between her chest, his nose nuzzling between them as he inhaled her scent. “Mmm, you’re comfy” Dean mumbled, his voice muffled. He closed his eyes, taking deep breaths as he leaned in closer to her, relishing in the warmth he felt from her body. The feeling of her body against his helping to ease his pounding head.

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The next morning, Sam, Dean and Y/N laid the bodies of the four of the fallen hosts that were possessed by the seven deadly sins in a bigger shallow grave. They had examined the bodies to see the symbol Y/N found on Walter was etched into everyone else’s arms.

Their eyes glanced over to Tamara in the distance, standing by a wooden pier with her husband’s body wrapped up in a white sheet. Flames engulfed him as she gave him a proper Hunter’s Funeral. A final farewell to her lost loved one.

“Think she’s gonna be alright” Sam asked no one in particular after salting the bodies and drenching them in accelerant. “No, definitely not” Y/N answered honestly. Her heart gave out to the fellow female hunter, having lost her husband. Her mind reminded her that the clock was ticking with Dean as she clenched her fists. Bobby paced over to them with a look of frustration.

“Well, you look like hell warmed over” Dean commented, “Well, you try exorcising all night, see how you feel” Bobby grunted, rubbing his chin. “Any survivors, Bobby?” Sam asked. “Just the heavy guy, he’ll make it. Lifetime of therapy bills, ahead, but still” Bobby sighed. “Well, it’s more than you can say for these poor bastards,” Dean muttered, gesturing to the four corpses.

Y/N frowned as she laid eyes on them all, a feeling of dread building up when she looked at the two that were possessed by Pride and Lust. She had no idea what that knife she found on Walter or the one Ruby had done and it gnawed at her. “Bobby, these knives…what kind of blade can exorcise a demon? Much less…kill one?” Y/N asked.

“Yesterday I’d have said there was no such thing” Bobby shrugged as Y/N took the old knife out of her boot. Bobby gave the weapon a good once over, his eyes narrowing at it in thought. “I’ve never seen a knife like this before” He said, his voice low. He ran his thumb over the markings on the blade, his face contorting in thought.

“How the hell did you even get this, anyway?” Bobby asked, looking over at Y/N curiously. She shifted uncomfortably, her hands curling into fists as she avoided eye contact with him. All she wanted was to get her hands back on that knife, to have it close by her side. “Walter, the guy Envy possessed. Found it on his body when I was gonna burn him, it just started glowing” She told him firmly, itching to take it back from Bobby.

“And you took it?” Bobby raised an eyebrow, his voice stern. He knew that taking random items, especially magical or cursed ones, was risky. But she had already taken it, that was done and over with. “Well excuse me, it’s not like I could exactly ignore it!” Y/N defended. Bobby didn’t seem convinced by her explanation, his face still stern. “You should’ve left it alone.” He scolded, shaking his head. “You have no idea what this thing is”

Y/N scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest as Sam and Dean pursed their lips. Not butting into the reprimanding Bobby was fishing out to her. “Well it saved our asses, twice. So I’m gonna hang onto it, thank you very much” She snapped, snatching it back from Bobby. This surprised everyone, her snappiness was a trait they were used to but out of nowhere and uncalled for? It raised alarms in their heads.

Bobby’s eyebrows shot up his forehead, surprised by her outburst. He’d never seen Y/N so defensive or stubborn about a simple object. Sam and Dean shared a concerned look, both of them knowing how out of character she was behaving.

Bobby gaped at her snatching back the knife, his eyes wide in surprise. “What’s going on?” Bobby started, his voice serious and sharp, Y/N glared at him as he glanced over at Sam and Dean, shooting them a look that said, ‘Do something!’

Sam nodded in agreement, his expression filled with concern. “Y/N/N, maybe we should listen to Bobby on this one.” He chimed in, his voice soft and reassuring, trying to ease the tension. Dean gently took Y/N’s hand into his, attempting to pry the knife away. “How ‘bout we let Bobby do his research on it and if it’s proven to be safe, he’ll give it back to you, huh?” Dean suggested, pleading with his eyes.

Y/N let out an impatient growl. She couldn’t explain why, but the thought of giving the knife away made her stomach twist and churn. She looked at Dean, her eyes flashing with slight annoyance but it quickly softened when she made eye contact with him. “Fine” She huffed, pulling her hand back, and keeping the knife clutched in her grip, the markings on the blade glowed softly in protest.

Y/N begrudgingly dropped it into Bobby’s outstretched hand. Bobby took the knife, handling it with care as the glow died. He shot Y/N a warning glare, “You’d better hope this thing ain’t evil” He stated before stuffing it into his jacket pocket. Y/N was itching again to take it back from Bobby but once it was out of her possession, she calmed down subsequently.

“I’ve got a troubling question, who the fuck was that blonde chick and how could she fight better than us?” Dean asked out of the blue. Bobby shrugged, his expression contemplative. “Beats me, though it sounds like she knew what she was doing. Could be another hunter.” He mused as Sam and Dean shared a glance, both of them having the same thought.

Sam buried his hands into his pockets, “I’ve got a troubling one too.” He said, “What’s that?” Y/N asked. “If we let out the seven deadly sins, what else did we let out?” Dean and Y/N shared a look at Sam’s question, the elder Winchester twirling matchsticks between his fingers. “You’re right, that is troubling” He said grimly as he struck the match, lighting the paper box aflame before tossing it onto the bodies infront of them.

“We might've let out more than just the sins” Bobby muttered, his eyes narrowing as the bodies of the two flames engulfed bodies. “And heaven knows what else got out of there.” Y/N took a deep breath, her mind running away with the possibilities. The idea of something even worse than the sin’s being let loose was a chilling thought. “Amen,” She sighed.

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The smoke had died down and the bodies were now fully burnt, Tamara was getting ready to leave. Her duffel tossed over her shoulder, “See you gents around” She greeted the men before nodding at Y/N, “Tamara?” Y/N stopped her. Tamara stopped, a curious look on her face as she turned to look at Y/N.

“Yeah?” Tamara asked, her eyes flickered from Y/N to the three men behind her. “The world just got a lot scarier. Be careful, hun” She said gently to the other female hunter. Tamara's lips curled into a small smile at y/n’s words, but a look of sorrow was still in her eyes, “You too, darling” She replied, her eyes flickering to the boys before turning to leave.

She jumped into her car, starting it up. Y/N stood next to the boys as they all watched Tamara drive off. A sense of uneasiness fell over them, the fear of something else being unleashed hung heavily in the air. “Keep your eyes peeled for omens. I’ll do the same and I’ll look into that knife of yours” Bobby said to the trio firmly. “You got it” Dean responded as Sam and Y/N nodded curtly.

Bobby began making his way to his truck, only to be stopped by Sam. “Hey, Bobby?” The veteran Hunter faced the younger ones, the three exchanging looks. “We can win this war, right?” Sam asked, a tinge of hope in his voice but when Bobby’s head dropped and he didn’t come up with an answer. All hope died. “Catch you kids on the next one”

With that, Bobby Singer hopped into his truck. The three watched as Bobby drove off, his truck rumbling off into the distance and out of sight. Y/N shifted uncomfortably, her hands stuffed into the pockets of her jacket. “So, where to?” Dean asked eagerly, clapping his hands.

“Uh…I don’t know, me and Sam were thinking Louisiana, maybe” Y/N told him as they walked over to the Impala and Harley. “Little early for Mardi Gras, ain’t it?” Dean mused as he raised a brow at them. Sam and Y/N shrugged, “Yeah, listen, we were to Tamara and she mentioned this Hoodoo priestess that might be able to help us out with, ya know, with your…demon deal” Sam said as he looked away.

Dean narrowed his eyes at the two, “Nah” He simply said. Y/N and Sam shared an annoyed look, both of them tired of Dean's refusal for help. “Nah? What does that mean ‘nah?’” Y/N asked, her tone slightly irritated. “Sam, Y/N. No Hoodoo spell’s gonna break this deal, alright? It’s a goose chase” Dean stated.

“Yeah, but we don’t know that,” Sam protested. “Yes, we do. Forget it, she can’t help” Dean shook his head, dismissing the subject, “Look, it’s worth a tr-” Y/N tried to protest but Dean cut her off. “We’re not going and that’s that”

“What about Reno? Huh?” Dean smiled, causing Sam and Y/N's patience to wear thin, their brow furrowing in anger. Y/N’s fists clenched by her sides as her eyes fixed on him. “Why do you have to be such a stubborn moron?” She hissed, her tone sharp. “Dean, we have been bending over backwards trying to be nice to you and…I don’t care anymore” Sam snapped.

“Well, that didn’t last long” Dean smirked, knowing his brother and girlfriend would’ve snapped in a matter of time. Y/N took longer than he initially anticipated, however. “Yeah, well, you know what? We’ve been busting our ass, trying to keep you alive, Dean. And you act like you couldn’t care less!” Y/N exclaimed, gesturing between her and Sam.

“What? You got some kind of death wish or something?” Sam added, equally frustrated. Dean’s amused expression was still present on his face, “No, it’s not like that” He said, shrugging nonchalantly. “Then what’s it like, charming?” Y/N asked exasperated. “Sam. Y/N-”

“Please, tell us” Sam pleaded as Dean looked up at them, his eyes filled with pain. “If we trap the crossroads demon, trick it, try to welsh our way out of the deal in anyways, you die and they kill you too” Dean stated firmly, pointing to Y/N and then to Sam. “Okay? You two die. Those are the terms. There’s no way out”

Sam and Y/N’s faces fell at Dean’s explanation. The realization that they were putting themselves and each other in danger just to keep Dean alive hit them hard. Y/N’s lips parted as she tried to find the right words to say but came up short.

“And if you two idiots try to find a way, so help me God, I’m gonna stop you” Dean threatened them, lovingly of course. Sam’s face morphed into one of fear, his heart dropping into the palm of his hands as tears welled up in his eyes. The two scoffed painfully as Y/N ran her hand over her mouth in frustration.

“How could you make that deal, Dean?” Y/N whispered, shaking her head as she tried to stop tears from rolling down her cheeks again. Dean’s face softened, his lips tugging up into a pained smile as Y/N’s tears cascaded down her face. He stepped forward and brought Y/N into his arms, his hand caressing her head soothingly, “You wanna know why?” He asked softly.

“Because I couldn’t live with you dead. Couldn’t do it” He answered softly, her eyes snapped up to meet him at his words. “So what? Now I live and you die?” She scoffed, gently pushing him off. Dean’s hands fell to his sides but his eyes remained on Y/N. “That’s the general idea, baby” He replied in a somber tone before turning to walk away.

“Yeah, well, you’re a hypocrite, Dean” Sam shot back, following after his brother. “How did you feel when Dad sold his soul for you? Because we were there, we remember. You were twisted and broken. And now you go and do the same thing. To Y/N.” Dean’s face hardened, his jaw clenching tightly as the memories of his father sacrificing himself for him flooded his mind.

A wave of guilt washed over him, “That’s different” He muttered under his breath. “No, it was selfish. I love you but it was selfish” Y/N blurted out. Dean’s head snapped in Y/N’s direction, her declaration taking him by surprise. But it hurt most knowing that it was the truth, he couldn’t argue there. “Yeah, you’re right, it was selfish, but I’m okay with that”

Sam and Y/N both stared at him in disbelief, their eyes narrowing, “I’m not” Y/N said, clenching her jaw. “Tough” Dean shot back, mimicking her expression. “After everything I’ve done for our families, I think I’m entitled” Sam’s jaw dropped at his brother’s words. “You think you’re entitled?” Sam echoed Dean’s words, his voice filled with anger.

“You’re not entitled to anything, Dean” Y/N retorted, her tone firm. “You think you can just sacrifice yourself and we’ll be fine?” Dean sighed heavily, “Truth is, I’m tired guys. And- I don’t know. It’s like there’s a light at the end of the tunnel” He continued, rambling on.

“That hellfire, Dean.” Sam and Y/N deadpanned in unison, their tones harsh. Usually they would laugh about making a witty comeback in unison but right now, there was nothing funny about this conversation. “Eh. Well, whatever.” Dean waved them off.

“You’re both alive. I feel good for the first time in a long time….I got a year to live, guys. I’d like to make the most of it. So why don’t you say we kill some evil sons of bitches and we raise a little hell? Huh?” With that, Dean unlocked the door to the Impala. Sam and Y/N both remained speechless, their mouths agape as they watched Dean get in the car.

The audacity this man had, was mind-boggling to say the least. It was infuriating. “You’re fucking unbelievable” Sam scoffed as Dean reached over to Y/N’s motorcycle, picking up the helmet before tossing it over to her. Y/N caught the helmet with a grumble as Dean snarked back, “Very true” She glared at him before getting her bike ready to go.

She hated knowing that the man she loved was essentially giving up on life, that he didn’t even care about his impending doom. It killed her.

She swung her leg over her bike as Sam hopped into the passenger seat, placing the helmet on her head before firing up the engine. As she did, Dean started up the Impala, the engine roaring to life. She spared one last frustrated look at him before they both headed off down the road, leaving Tamara’s house behind.

Other than Dean’s impending demise to hell, what was really boggling Y/N’s mind was where the hell did that knife come from and when the hell was she gonna get it back?

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Authors Note: Authors Note: A verrryyyy long overdue chapter has come to an end but that just means the beginning to a new season! Thank you once again for being so supportive, sweet and loving to me within this past month. I’ll forever be grateful for the lovely family I’ve found in this journey.

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thoughts on the hp epilogue? i kinda hate it and don't really consider it canon but im curious what your opinion is.

I'm not a fan, I usually disregard it.

There are things I don't like about the epilogue and things I don't mind. My dislikes range from the usual suspects like Harry naming his son "Albus Severus" to some deeper things actually.

This ended up a bit long, so I'll add a read more here.

So, I'm going to divide this into two parts, things written in the epilogue itself, and the supposedly canon future of the characters that bother me, but technically it's not in the books and therefore easier to ignore.

Thoughts about the epilogue itself:

I actually don't mind the character dynamics between the golden trio in the epilogue, I actually like some of them (like Ron's comments about his muggle driver's test). I like Neville becoming an Herbology professor as well.

Now, for what I don't like...

The existence of the epilogue as a whole bothers me. I don't feel like the books necessarily needed one, at least not one like this. I would've preferred it to end on a hopeful note of rebuilding and changing house stereotypes and muggleborn treatment so there won't be another Voldemort. Not just jump 19 years later to show a society that didn't change any of its inherent problems (more on that in the next section). But the fact Albus is concerned about being sorted into Slytherin shows me nothing changed. House prejudice is still rampant, and the wizarding world still gawks at Harry. Ron mentions casting spells in broad daylight on a muggle for his driver's exam, so clearly muggles and the Statue of Secrecy are still a joke. It's like, complete and utter stagnation.

I also, don't actually want to see the second generation in canon. This is one of those things I think is better off to leave for fan spaces. The whole epilogue feels like a weird fanfic, it doesn't feel like a part of the books. It's even written in a different POV, that same third-person omnipotent that appears in the first chapter of books 1, 4, and 6. It just feels outside the books, I don't know how else to put it. It took me out of the story instead of leaving me satisfied with the ending.

I made it no secret I hate Dumbledore, so having Harry name his son after the two men who made his life hell, as much if not more than the Dursleys, just... it's just really gross. I hate thinking about it even.

I'm not the biggest fan of the names Hugo and Rose either, but that's my personal opinion.

The final problem I have with the epilogue itself is more subjective than the others, but also the most glaring for me, and that's Harry and Ginny. I just really didn't like them as a couple for multiple reasons that I want to make a whole post about actually (it's in the drafts, I'm working on it). But I didn't like the fact Harry married Ginny, I just really don't like them together. It's more of a me thing, and I'm sure fans who ship them together don't mind this, hence why I saved it for last, but it does bother me quite a bit.

And it's not that I dislike all of JK's canon pairings. I like Ron and Hermione, Bill and Fleur, Remus and Tonks, James and Lily — I like all of them well enough. It's Harry and Ginny that I have a problem with.

Thoughts about things JK said about the characters' futures (cursed child and Pottermore and a bit of the epilogue):

I don't like the Harry's and Hermione's careers, I think they are a disservice to the characters.

I go into more detail below about why the Ministry of Magic really really sucks, but with how the final books (5 and afterward) are all about how bad and corrupt the ministry is, it sits really wrong for me than Harry and Hermione go to work there.

And like, with as much as Harry is good in DADA and likes it, I don't think he'll actually enjoy being an Auror. Being an auror is more than just fighting dark wizards. It's filling out paperwork, dealing with bureaucracy, and having to obey his boss. Harry can't obey anyone, I can't see him working well in a hierarchical system that supports authority, it's the antithesis of a character who could resist the imperious curse on his first try because of how much he hates obeying. Personally, I think Harry should've removed the DADA teacher's curse and stayed at Hogwarts. Like, I see him as a DADA professor who often joins Aurors as, like, a special advisor or something. It'll give him more freedom and I think he'll like working with students and staying at Hogwarts.

As for Hermione, yes, she had SPEW, and I definitely think she would spend her life trying to improve creature rights, I just can't really see her becoming a minister. Hermione isn't about strategy (that was Ron), and she isn't about leading (that was Harry). Hermione is compassionate, and I do, as I mentioned, expect her to work for creature rights and improve the state of muggleborns in their society. But she's also a need, who loves reading and studying, I kinda feel she'd be more at home as an unspeakable rather than the minister. She just isn't a politician. Think about them breaking into Gringotts where she literally couldn't lie to save their lives.

Ron, I kinda like the idea of him trying to be an Auror and leaving after two years (honestly, Harry could have done the same and I would've been more willing to accept it). And I don't mind the idea of him helping George at Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes, I understand why he'll want to do it. Both to get out of the limelight, to help George with Fred's loss that they all share (tbh I'm in denial about that), and the chill environment probably would be good for him after the war. I think Ron will have fun in such a profession, honestly. He's the only one where I can kinda see it.

I don't like the way the Wizarding World is portrayed in the epilogue as I mentioned above — like nothing changed.

In the final books in the series (but actually, we see hints of this in books 2 and 3 already) the ministry is repeatedly portrayed as corrupt and inherently discriminatory — both towards magical creatures and muggleborns.

I don't think I need to discuss House Elves and werewolves too much, as the books state the problems in the ministry’s treatment of these groups quite plainly. But what the books don't mention as much is how hard muggleborns who wish to stay in the Wizarding World have it.

While there are private professions like shop owners, broom makers, Quidditch players, authors, and such, most jobs in the Wizarding World are in the ministry. And you can't get a job in the ministry unless you have connections in the ministry. They run on nepotism and who-knows-who and not merit. This places all muggleborns, even ones like Hermione (if she wasn't a war hero) at a disadvantage when searching for a job after Hogwarts.

We see it with Tom Riddle (12 NEWTs, all O's, prefect, and head boy). Yes, Slughorn pulled some strings to get him job offers, but he preferred to work at Borgin and Butkes over the lowly ministry positions they were willing to give a muggleborn who got a recommendation! What do you think happens to the muggleborns without a close relationship with Slughorn or to students who were quiet but still got solid Os and Es. And we don't know if other teachers recommend students to the ministry.

And that's before I talk about how muggleborns are introduced to magic, which is abhorrent. Or the lack of care towards child abuse (cases like Harry, Voldemort, and Snape come to mind). Or wizards' condescension towards everything muggle. Even Arthur Weasley, who supposedly loves muggles, is incredibly condescending towards muggles and ill-informed about them.

This outlook on muggles is why the Statue of Secrecy is a joke. I mean, book 1 opens with Vernon seeing weird people in colorful cloaks celebrating Voldemort’s downfall. They have no subtlety. considering Ron confounded the examiner on his driver's test and Harry and his family walked with owls in a muggle train station, this didn't get better either...

Sorry for my rant about the ministry, but all this is to say, I don't like the idea of Harry and Hermione working in such a corrupt system that they both witnessed the damage of firsthand. And even if they did work there, I kinda expected them to change it. To actually put in the effort to improve the damaged system they had, and JK mentioned they did. But in the epilogue and any other material we see no signs of this improvement. Everything is still corrupt and running on connections and favors. Otherwise, Albus Potter wouldn't be scared of being sorted into Slytherin, that fact alone means the prejudices that are a huge problem in their world still exist.

The ministry's corruption was such a big plot point in the final books that it feels weird to me that it isn't addressed in any way in the epilogue itself. I mean, the reason Voldemort rose to power as easily as he did was because the ministry and their society were built to allow it.

My ideal epilogue will take place maybe a few months after the war, it'll show them rebuilding, and being hopeful for a future that'll now exist. Stop the house rivalries that do more damage than good and cease the discrimination against muggleborns and creatures, or at least take the first steps towards something better. And it'll show the couples together and the golden trio's friendship, but no second-generation stuff. I feel that wasn't necessary to get the point across. Which I don't feel it did. Like, it gave me the wrong kind of catharsis that I wasn't looking for, if that makes any sense. It just gave me answers to questions I didn't ask.

Tldr;

Sorry for my rambling, the epilogue and anything stated after the books isn't really canon in my head.

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Silence between us universe: can stand alone, but will have some spoilers for main fic. collection of one shots, more to be added. Silence within remus' pov of silence between us, Signs Between Us, Where the Silence Began

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Just You and Me https://ift.tt/NCgAO1P by ummltu83 After his divorce, Harry Potter finds himself navigating life as a single father to his daughter, Lily. When invited to Hermione Malfoy’s birthday party at Malfoy Manor, Harry reconnects with old (and new) friends, discovering how much their lives have changed. As he reflects on his own journey, he resolves to expand his social circle and find a supportive ‘village’ to help raise Lily. This is a spinoff fic from 'The Other Side of Hogwarts' and 'The Silence Between Us', told from Harry Potter’s POV and exploring the events that unfold after the final chapter of both stories. *Spoiler Alert* Words: 4613, Chapters: 1/3, Language: English Series: Part 3 of The Other Side of Hogwarts universe Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M Characters: Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Neville Longbottom, Lily Luna Potter, Ginny Weasley, Cormac McLaggen, Theodore Nott Relationships: Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy, Neville Longbottom/Pansy Parkinson Additional Tags: Spinoff, Divorced Harry Potter & Ginny Weasley, Single Parent Harry Potter, established dramione, Married Dramione, Dramione Children, Mild Ginny bashing, Mild Ron Bashing, Slytherin Pride, POV Harry Potter, Draco and Hermione own a chain of hotels, Implied infidelity (gossip), World Travel, Writer Harry Potter, Theodore is a Granger, Family Fluff, harry potter is a girl dad via AO3 works tagged 'Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy' https://ift.tt/UVRfkAE November 24, 2024 at 11:59AM

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Mafia Book #2 - PART II - The Withered Rose - Chapter 2 - A chance meeting

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PART I - The Black Iris

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PART II - The Withered Rose

Chapter 2 - A chance meeting

chapter word count: ~3.3k words

~present day~

~Emilia’s POV~

Okay, this looks nice enough! I smile, looking proud at my flower arrangement, then I glance around the small flower shop and notice something’s missing. “Ivy, baby, where are you?”

I stand up and look around the flower bouquets, when I finally notice my cute, almost 3-year old daughter squirming happily under the sun rays in the street.

“Ivy, how many times have I told you not to go off like that?” I pick her up in my arms and scold her softly, and she pouts.

“I want play!!!” She wiggles and tries to escape my arms, but I’m stronger.

“A-ha! You thought you could escape! No wayyyy!” I squish her cheeks and kiss her little mouth, and she starts giggling.

After playing with her for a little longer, it’s time to get back to work and put her back down.

“You better stay here where I can see you.” I scold Ivy again, and she picks at the hem of her dress and looks at me with her big brown eyes and a little pout.

She’s way too adorable, but every time I look at her, I can’t help but notice the similarities between her and her father.

She looks so much like Chris that it’s scary. From her curly hair and brown eyes to the way her mouth curves when she smiles. Hell, even their dimples are the same.

A small pang in my chest distracts me, and I almost don’t notice a customer coming in.

“Ciao!” I say as cheerfully as I can. It’s hard getting used to Italy, to never hearing your own language and to everyone treating you like a foreigner. They don’t discriminate or anything, but I still feel out of place.

Sure, the sun is nice, people are not too bad either, but… after living my little dream of the ‘perfect life’ for a while, I can’t say I don’t miss the thrill of the rush a Mafia would provide.

Maybe I was never made for the quiet life, after all.

Still, I’m no longer alone. I have to take care of someone else as well, and Ivy should never have to grow up the way I did.

“Hello.” The woman replies, and what a delight to notice she isn’t from here either. This small town doesn’t have many visitors. It’s boring to never see any different faces, so this young woman is at least a break from the mundane.

However, I can’t deny how good it is to never have visitors. It makes it a good place to hide. You can never be too careful. As much as I want to trust Jeongin, I can’t be sure if he has actually told anyone that I died, or if he dug a grave for me.

“Oh, a foreigner.” I say back, trying to stop getting distracted. It hardly works, though, as I keep going back to my old life in my head. Years have passed, but I’m still in the same place mentally.

I wish things were different. I wish Chris never betrayed my trust, and I wish I didn’t hate everyone.

I wish I knew what happened to Felix. Did he make a full recovery? Is he still bed-ridden?

Did he even make it?

“Yes, you as well?” The woman asks with a laugh, and I turn my eyes back at her just when Ivy starts running happily to be picked up. “Oh my, you have such an adorable daughter!”

“Thank you, she’s 3, and a menace!”

“Is that so? Are you making mommy upset?” She asks Ivy and pinches her cheeks, and Ivy is really happy with the attention. We’re too wary of strangers to really get close to anyone, so besides me and Wooyoung, there really isn’t anyone else to play with her.

“So, would you like to buy some flowers?” I divert my eyes to the many flowers around us as I start picking up a few, about to recommend something.

“Oh, yes, I’d like a-”

“-bouquet of white lilies, please.” I hear and freeze.

It can’t be…

I’m hesitant to raise my gaze. If it really is him…

But it makes no sense. What would Minho be doing here?

How did he find me?

My inner turmoil lasts about a second when the woman’s voice confirms my suspicions.

“Minho?” She asks, and I drop everything from my hands and rush towards Ivy.

I have to get her away from the woman.

Minho is here for me.

She knows him.

Fuck.

Fuck.

I try not to ponder on how he found me, as I am already distressed enough remembering Chan’s words from years ago.

“I’m gonna give you some time to pull yourself together… and when your world’s sweetest, I’ll hunt you down with everything I have.”

Fuck.

What if he’s been looking for me all this time, and sent Minho to get me?

Fuck.

All this time, I tried not to think that I’m at the top of his murder list. I tried to trust Jeongin. But now that Minho is here…

Fuck!!!

It’s not the time to be weak. I need to protect Ivy and get the fuck out of here.

I don’t hesitate to hit that bitch right in the head and make her go unconscious, and then I pull Ivy behind me.

“Emilia.” Minho whispers, eyes large. “It really is you.”

He begins to walk towards me, which sends me spiralling.

“Step back.” I threaten, making sure to keep Ivy from going to him. She just wants to play, but this would be a game of death. “Why are you here?”

“I should be asking you that. What the fuck is this, Emilia?”

He takes another step further and I glance towards my desk. I left a gun there, just in case.

“I told you to step back, Minho.”

“I just want to make sure my wife is okay. Damn, why did you have to hit her?” He sighs.

“Wife?”

Don’t lower your guard, Emilia. It’s Minho. He’s not your friend.

“Yes. We’re on our honeymoon.”

“Don’t bullshit me.”

“I’m not. It’s true. Where the fuck are your manners? Tsk.” He tuts.

“Should’ve taught her how to fight if you didn’t want her getting hit.”

“She knows how to fight.” He mimics my tone in slight annoyance. “She just didn’t expect you to attack her, for fuck’s sake. Neither did I. Aren’t we old friends?”

“Drop the act, Minho. I know he sent you. How did you find me?”

“Find you?” Minho snorts. “I didn’t even know you’re alive. And what the fuck is this? Chan’s child?”

“No.” I deny. “It’s not his. It’s my husband’s.”

“Husband?” Minho laughs. “Good one, Shade.”

“I’m not joking.”

“You might be married, not that I care, but that child is definitely Chan’s. She’s his splitting image, for fuck’s sake.”

“You’re wrong.” I say, and my voice shakes a bit. The urge to mutter a curse under my breath is stronger than ever, but I keep to myself.

I want to shoot Minho.

I reach to my desk, but fuck, he’s faster.

“Let’s be civilised, yea?” He asks, holding his own pistol in the air directly towards me. “I know what you’re trying to do. Don’t. If you promise me you won’t reach for your gun or whatever weapon you’re keeping in that drawer, I’ll put this down.”

“Aren’t you here to kill me?”

“Shade, I really had no idea you’re alive! That little fucker lied to us!”

“Jeongin?”

“Yes! Jeongin! I even went to your grave. He dug it up quite nicely.”

“Had fun asking for forgiveness?” I chuckle spitefully, and Minho rolls his eyes.

“I don’t want to talk to you with my gun pointed to your head. We have history. I want us to talk as old friends, okay?” He says, then puts his gun back in his holster. “Felix told us the truth. We know it wasn’t you. We fucked up.”

“So, he’s alive…” I smile to myself, ignoring Minho’s words completely. I’m really happy to learn Felix didn’t die.

“He is. He’s doing so well, Shade!”

“That’s good news.”

“It is. Feels even better now that I know you’re not dead either. Aren’t you curious about how we’re doing? How’s Jeongin? Han? Seungmin? Everyone else? I sure as hell have a lot I want to ask you.”

I stay silent for a few seconds and watch him closely. He seems to be telling the truth. Jeongin truly lied for me, and kept this lie up all these years, even without me there.

That’s a comforting thought.

Minho is right. I want to know what everyone is up to these days.

“They say curiosity killed the cat, you know?”

“But curiosity brought it back.”

“Hah. Fair point, love.”

I am suddenly reminded of an old conversation between me and Chris, that took place when we first met, when I was on my death bed after the suicide mission my former boss sent me to, and he was on top of me, keeping my hands tied and forcing me to look at him. When I had yet to learn his name and fall in love with him.

It seems that I never learn, and I am still as curious.

What a funny thought.

However, curiosity alone is not the only reason why I ponder a moment too long on Minho’s offer. It’s not like he would let me go too easily either. If it’s one thing I know about Minho, it’s that he is really persistent when he wants to know something.

“Okay.” I say after a little while. “Let’s go inside and talk. You can take your… wife off the floor as well.”

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“Place her there. Make yourself comfortable.” I wave my hand around the living room and sit down at the table, holding Ivy in my arms. She’s restless, trying to wiggle her way out and play.

To my surprise, Minho joins me immediately, eyes stuck on mine, instead of tending to his wife.

It seems like I won’t get out of this no matter what.

After a few seconds, he starts looking intensively at Ivy.

“Fuck, she really is Chris’ daughter. They look the fucking same. Why are your genes so weak, Emilia? She doesn’t take after you at all.”

“Thank you.” I say, my tone laced with irony.

“Hello baby, I’m uncle Minho.” He leans towards Ivy and sticks his tongue out at her, and she is quick to want to play with him. I immediately get a sense of danger and involuntarily move her a bit further away.

Minho is one of the deadliest men I’ve ever met, and there can’t be anything good about her playing with him.

“Wooyoung!” I say loudly, and a few seconds later, the brunette man comes in.

“What is it?” He asks, and then scans the room and freezes. “Emi… what…? What is he doing here?” He looks panicked and I see his eyes frantically looking around the room.

The gun you’re looking for is in the middle drawer, idiot. I think, but shake my head instead. I don’t necessarily want him to try and threaten Minho. He would laugh at him anyway.

Wooyoung has never been a fighter, even when he was part of a mafia.

“Oh, do we know each other?” Minho smirks.

“No… I know you, though. You’re Lee Know… from Stray Kids, right?”

“Yes.” I reply. “It appears we have some visitors. Minho, I introduce you to my husband, Wooyoung. He was in ATEEZ before...”

“Before Scarlet Rose took us down.” Wooyoung shows a brief smile that doesn’t reach his eyes.

“Anyways, can you take Ivy for a bit? It’s time for her nap anyway.”

“Sure.” He nods and I let go of my daughter, who happily runs away towards Wooyoung with a bright smile and a “Daddy!”.

Minho furrows his brows at me. It’s like he feels that I want to keep her as far away as possible from him.

“And when you’re done putting her to bed, can you come take a look at her?” I point to the woman lying unconscious on the sofa. She’s probably okay, but it wouldn’t hurt to check.

“Do you also want some coffee? Snacks?” Wooyoung asks with a roll of his eyes.

“Come on, don’t be like that. You’re a doctor, that’s what you’re supposed to do anyway, no?” I frown. “But coffee does sound nice!”

“Fuck off.” He grabs Ivy and leaves.

“Can’t believe you’re really married.” Lee Know says when they’re gone, with a small laugh and a shake of the head. “How did you make him want to raise another man’s child? Unless you tricked him to marry you, lying that he’s the real dad.”

“You’re accusing me of such vile acts, like you haven’t already figured out that it’s a fake marriage.” I roll my eyes.

“Obviously I have. Everything about you is fake, Emilia. Your marriage, this happy, tranquil life. Hell, even your death. Still can’t believe I fell for that one.” He says in a joking tone, but I can’t help but feel he praises me a little.

“Yeah, well, what can I say?” I chuckle.

“Is your name fake as well? What is it now, Amelia, Emily, something along those lines?”

I shrug.

“I know what wasn’t fake, though. Our fellowship.” Minho replies in a serious tone.

“Fellowship?” I let out a laugh.

“Yes.” He nods.

“Yeah, well, all that fellowship went out the window the moment you thought I shot Felix. You didn’t even care to listen to me.”

“I didn’t even meet you that night.”

“And thank God for that, I might’ve not managed to run away if you did.” I retort, and he presses his lips in a tight line.

“… Touché.” He says after a few moments.

Seems like I won.

“What happened to you, Emilia? How did you get here?”

“Where should I start?” I chuckle. “This feels so weird, Minho. I never expected to see you again. Nor did I want to.”

“I did want to see you again, though, and I’m glad I did. Feels like fate. Who knows, you might even want to come back with me. Don’t you miss home?”

“Home? What home? The home that threw me out, threatened to kill me?” I smile. There’s a bitter taste in my mouth.

“He didn’t do it, though. That’s a first.” Minho shrugs. “You’re the only person he’s ever spared, actually.”

“What, didn’t he forgive that two-faced bitch Hyo?” I ask, amused. Saying her name is no longer that difficult. Time does patch some wounds and stops them from bleeding.

“No. She’s dead. As soon as Chris found out what really happened, he went berserk on her.”

I don’t know what to say for a moment, and I’m glad for Wooyoung’s brief interruption as he brings two cups of coffee and checks on Minho’s wife.

“What did you kick her for?” He asks with a shake of his head signalling disappointment.

Well, that’s not new. Wooyoung and I aren’t exactly on good terms… He’s only still here because of Ivy.

“I thought Minho came back to finish something he couldn’t a few years ago, so I tried to protect Ivy.”

“You and your impulsive reactions. You’ve always been like that.” He rolls his eyes then stands up. “She’s fine. She’s probably gonna have a big headache when she wakes up, but other than that, I doubt she’s badly hurt. We’ll check more when she’s awake.”

“And when’s that?” Minho asks, crossing his arms.

“No idea. You probably have enough time to talk things through.”

“Wanna sit with us?” I ask, but he shakes his head.

“Nah, I’d rather watch Ivy sleep. Less boring. I’ll come by later.” He says, and with that, he leaves the room again.

“I do miss… some of it.” I confess after I notice Minho’s gaze on me again. “I miss early morning training with you and Lix, or the stupid little fights with Hyunjin and Sky and Han. Oh God, I even miss Changbin’s lame flirting. Imagine.” I exclaim, and both of us start laughing.

“What about Jeongin? I’m gonna rip him a new one when I see him.”

“No, don’t. He’s a good kid.”

“Not anymore, he’s not. You should see him now. He’s a shell of himself. I sometimes think he’s even worse than Chris. And Emi, you should see Chris. He’s bad. He’s been listening to She’s gone by Steelheart and Scorpions’ Lonely Nights on repeat, and then he denies thinking about you. Your name is actually taboo in the house.”

“Sucks to be him, I guess.” I say, but I don’t feel happy about it for some reason.

How twisted is this? You should wish the worst upon the person who does to you what Chris did to me.

Inexplicably, I can’t bring myself to truly hate him. The only thing I feel about everything that happened is this heart-wrenching sorrow, a void that can’t be filled. And I still don’t want to see him again. I’m not ready to, and I don’t think I’ll ever be.

“What is up with Jeongin, though?” I try to change the subject from anything Chris-related. I don’t want to think about him or the hurt he’s caused. I don’t want to think about how I’ve been living as if I’m on thin ice, trying to brace myself to take another step forward with fear in my heart that the ice is going to break and I’m going to fall back in despair’s arms.

I want to forget how fast my heart started beating when I heard Minho’s voice and I thought Chris finally decided to follow through with his promise to ruin my life when my world’s sweetest.

Who knew he actually thought I was dead all this time?

“Jeongin is… not doing very well, Emilia. Sure, he's still a talented doctor. He does his job flawlessly. But…”

“But what?”

“He’s scaring the shit out of us, that young punk.” Minho laughs. “You should see his eyes. They’re the eyes of a true cold-hearted murderer. He’s no longer the kid you knew.”

“That’s a shame. His innocence was what I loved most about him.” I smile absentmindedly and try to recall Jeongin’s smile. I look back on the time we spent together walking in the gardens, eating dinner or watching movies, and my heart aches with longing. I miss that Jeongin.

“Didn’t we all change, though?”

“I don’t know. You seem the same to me.” I shrug.

“Really?” Minho smirks.

“Except for the wife part. Never thought you’d fall in love. If you love her, of course.”

“You and I both. I do love her. She’s the centre of my universe now.”

“I wonder if she’s having a happy dream.” I look at the unconscious woman on my sofa briefly.

“I hope she does. She deserves it, after you fucking hit her.” Minho chuckles. “I’ll forgive you if you apologise to her.”

“Sure, whatever. But really, teach her how to fight. It’s a must know in your world.”

“Really, she knows how to. You just took her by surprise. She’s gonna be so upset that she couldn’t see it coming, but I’m glad. It was a good lesson for her.”

“What, did she insist on going on missions with you?”

“For a little while.” Minho nods. “Maybe she won’t anymore. I hope she won’t, at least.”

“It’s still a useful skill even if she does or doesn’t.”

“Are you planning on teaching your daughter how to fight, then?”

“Maybe. But I’m not part of that world anymore.”

“Aren’t you?” He raises an eyebrow. “I don’t know, Emilia… I don’t think any of us actually gets out of this world. Even if we try to leave it behind… it stays with us.”

I ponder on his words for a little while, and then I nod.

“It does.”

He’s right.

Even almost 4 years after leaving the mafia life behind, some things stayed the same. There are guns or other weapons hidden in every other drawer of this very house, just in case we need them; I always look over my shoulder, no matter where we go, and it’s hard to fully relax outside the confines of my home. I’m wary of everyone, and it’s still easy to notice the people lurking in the shadows.

“You also changed, Emilia.” Minho says all of a sudden.

“Yeah, I trust people less.”

He lets out a soft chuckle. “You always had trouble trusting people.”

“I guess so.” I laugh along, but it’s one of those laughs that gets ripped from your throat and you force it out.

“So, how did you end up here, Shade?”

I circle the coffee cup with my finger and attentively watch the black liquid.

“Where should I start?” I look at him with a lazy smile.

“… what happened after the night Hyo betrayed you?”

“Well…”

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Chapter 1 of 21 Questions

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Heyy stranger, wanna play 21 questions? :)

Hello there :) I don’t have anything else to do rn so sure, let's play

A smile appeared on Lily’s face as she was happy that someone had finally replied to her after so many failures. However, doubt was clearly felt as a part of her really wanted to start chatting with the person on the other side of the screen and the other part was planning to sleep. Fuck it, she thought. She was starting work a bit later than usual as it was Wednesday tomorrow so she quickly opened the text and started typing back.

**********

Omgg finally someone answered😭 

I’m so happy rn

Anyways

My 1st question is a very important one

What’s your favourite season?

Oh that’s an easy one

Fall for sure

Kind of a bummer spring has barely started

The vibe has been passed

Really?

Yeah absolutely

Fall is my favourite as well like just not too hot, not too cold

Just the atmosphere in like october/november is so cool

I totally get what you mean, my brother LOVES fall

He’s a huge halloween/pumpkin fan

Oooh sharing personal info with a stranger

Your mom didn’t teach you well haha

???

You’re the one texting strangers in the evening

I’m only joking dw

I’m sure your mom is great

She’s the best actually

Follow up question as we came on the family topic

Do you have any siblings?

I’m an only child unfortunately :((

But my best friend has been in my life for like 8 years

So she’s the sister i’ve never had ig

That’s so cool when friends end up feeling like they’re family

Such an awesome bond

Exactly, best feeling in the world

I wouldn't trade her for anything else

(maybe a 1d reunion but i can’t go without her tbh)

Ig you have siblings as well?

More than the halloween fan brother?

I have 3

Quite a big family but they’re amazing

Wow that’s a lot of guys in the same house

Wait idek your gender

If that’s ok to ask

Is that your 2nd question? 🤨  But ofc it’s ok, no problem I am a guy, you guessed right

Yay i’m so good at this

Just my instincts of like ‘i do not want to think ab you being a poor girl alone w 3 brothers’ lol

And i am a girl btw

If you were gonna ask

I was yes, you saved me from writing another text

As if writing to me is annoying

I’m a pleasure to talk to

According to my teachers 10 years ago

10 years ago?

I hope you’re not some like 35yo woman who finished school that long ago

I mean you did say ‘girl’ so i would say you’re maybe a teenager?

I’ll take that as YOUR 2nd question

I’m not a teenager anymore unfortunately

Fucking adulthood has started recently

I’m 19 but 20 soon

Same

Just people with the mind of teenagers having to act like adults so suddenly

Took the words out of my mouth

It was to be expected but like so unexpected at the same time bc you never know time is passing that quickly

Yeah… let's just go back on more light-hearted topics

Too soon for deep ones like life, time and growing up

100% agree

We're getting to know each other

Since you're an adult, do you have like any piercings or tattoos??

Hmm i have my ears pierced and one arm tattooed

That is sooo cool like patchwork or a themed full sleeve?

Kind of both bc they're related to the same thing i would say

Which is my family

But the styles can be a bit different

You have any?

Tattoos no, unfortunately😔

I want one so bad but it's hard getting prepared to have it permanently on your skin

Bc like i have several piercings

8 on my ears as well as a nose ring

But i can remove them whenever i want and bam they're gone in a few weeks

Piercings are actually so cool

And you match with my brother btw (the halloween one)

He has a nose ring too plus a stud

Omggg

I feel like this brother of yours is gonna be my favourite

He’s great, you could like him and he probably would like you too

Real question is do YOU like me?

Technically it’s my turn to ask a question but the one i have will decide my answer to yours

‘Technically’☝🏻🤓

Sorry go ahead

Are you a dog or cat person?

This is very important so reply carefully

Oh

I feel like you’re not gonna like what i have to say

Bc seeing as you put dog first

I’m going to say that you’re a dog person

Which i’m not…

Well

It was a pleasure talking to you

Farewell stranger

Wait what

Bro

read

Wtf

read

I’m not apologising tbh

Bc i love my cat with my whole heart

He’s the best

I hope you were joking bc our convo was fun

Delivered

Anyways, bye then-

Thank you for reading. Votes and comments are always appreciated if you like this story ;)

<3

The story is co written w @/little_grapejuice on wattpad

[kay-elle-cee]

Hi wow hello omg!! Thank you so much for agreeing to do this Ask the Author with me (': I just have a few questions about your first ever smutty fic, Things That Haven't Happened Yet...

What is your personal favorite (real) sex scene in the fic?

Which smut scene do you think is the most well written?

Which smut scene did you write first?

Do you plan to write more smut?

What's your favorite overall scene in the fic?

Whose POV was harder to write?

Knowing the other dreams James and Lily had but you perhaps didn't get to write about, who do you think has a naughtier mind between the two of them?

[SPOILER ALERT] Did they actually eat lunch? James surely needed some carbs by that point but there were other things to finish when the story ended. 👀

my article will be published in vanity fair next week, thx again for interviewing w me <3

Omg Charles 🙈 Thank you so much for all these questions, I'm so so so happy you loved TTHHY and am HAPPY to answer these questions!

Under the cut for spoilers and NSFW discussion!

1. What is your personal favorite (real) sex scene in the fic?

Ah this is so hard, because honestly I think it’s a tied between the first two. Because the first one is just the raw kind of heat and frustrated passion, but the second one is a little of that with the introduction of “oh wait actually maybe that’s not all it is”. If I HAD to choose, I guess I’ll say the second. Would love to hear other people’s opinions!

2. Which smut scene do you think is the most well written?

Okay I had to go back and reread them all and maybe it’s a bit of a cop out but I love the shower scene. It’s less detailed than the others but it’s very clear in my head and I liked the transition between the sex and the more intimate moments.

3. Which smut scene did you write first?

I mostly went in order for this fic! So that first time in the Order library was the first! (The only scene I remember writing out of order was that final scene outside of cottage—I've had that written since before chapter 3 was posted!)

4. Do you plan to write more smut?

I do! It won't be in everything I write, but I do have some other concepts/fics in my drafts. I unexpectedly had a ball with this and it's kind of hard to stop lol.

5. What's your favorite overall scene in the fic?

Shower scene. Hands down now and forever the shower scene. The idea that that's kind of like the shift in everything, and them finishing but just....staying there, connected, kissing (and through those kisses, at least on James' part, communicating things he's too scared to say). And then the follow up and the intimacy of just like, being together and showering together and those kind of gentle, not necessarily sexual touches. UGH. I'm sorry this is the scene I'm most insane over.

6. Whose POV was harder to write?

Weirdly, Lily's? I feel like I've been SO in her head lately for some other projects, it was just nice to be in James' head. And James is very straightforward, I think, with what he feels in this fic, whereas Lily has to come to terms with it. (Not that I don't LOVE writing that, but I think just wanting to make sure I wrote that believably contributed to a little more friction while writing Lily).

7. Knowing the other dreams James and Lily had but you perhaps didn't get to write about, who do you think has a naughtier mind between the two of them?

Okay so. I think for Lily for so long this has just (in her conscious mind) been about physical attraction. Her garden dream is the most...I'll say out there of the fantasies—all of James' were private moments (even the drunken alleyway snog), but Lily's garden moment was I think the riskiest we saw (OUT in the OPEN). So WITH all that preamble, I think Lily's dreams were a little more out there and riskier (against a window, chances of being caught, etc) BUT I think she's a bit better at controlling herself once they're together, and it's James that can't keep his hands off her and possibly instigates more of those scenarios.

8. [SPOILER ALERT] Did they actually eat lunch? James surely needed some carbs by that point but there were other things to finish when the story ended. 👀

Listen, maybe it's because I'm old (compared to them) but I do think they ate lunch. I think it was a very quick lunch and Lily was adorably a little nervous having him in her little flat, but James was just kind of in awe of this place he'd only seen like once irl and then reoccurring in her dreams of them. When they were done with lunch (or ate what they both deemed was 'enough for now'), she showed him her appreciation for the garden. They did not make it to her bedroom.

Thank you SO much for these questions, Charles! They were so fun to answer and I'm always happy to scream about my fics into the void. 🥰

[ao3feed-scorbus]

His eyes

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/g0ErBQD

by Pen_Universe

Albus Potter and Scorpius Malfoy have fallen in love with each other. But neither of them know the other one feels the same. Who will finally make the first move? Or will they stay silently in love forever.

Words: 90, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of His Eyes

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Cursed Child - Thorne & Rowling

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Characters: Albus Severus Potter, Scorpius Malfoy, Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Ginny Weasley, Rose Weasley, James Sirius Potter, Lily Luna Potter, Original Male Character(s), Original Female Character(s), Teddy Lupin

Relationships: Scorpius Malfoy/Albus Severus Potter, Albus Severus Potter/Original Male Character(s), Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley

Additional Tags: Mental Health Issues, Coming Out, POV Third Person, Bisexual Male Character, Coping, Some angst, Wizard, Slice of Life, Slow Burn

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/g0ErBQD

[livelaughlovetoread]

8, 9, 11, 15, 17, 18, 20, 21, 23, and/or 30 for the writer recap thing! :)

Woooooo! This took me a bit but thank you so much!!

Ask me a question based on these prompts!

8. What fic meant the most to you to write?

Most of my answers related to my long fic A Light In The Shadows (ALITS). It's not done but I will answer this question as to what chapter meant the most!

Remus' chapter meant the most to me. I grew up/am disabled and I really wanted to reflect on what Remus - who has a disability - would be thinking/feeling as a kid.

We know that Remus had a lot of shame and insecurities due to his condition. To me, this is another way of saying depression and anxiety.

We don't like to think about five-year-olds suffering from depression and anxiety, but they do, especially those who have conditions that they feel shameful about. I wanted to highlight this in that chapter.

I think we joke/give a lot of shit for Remus being a coward - and he often does make the wrong choices. But he is also experiencing a prejudiced world and was isolated for most of his life before Hogwarts (and it's the 60/70s). He grew up knowing he was different and not wanted by his community - only his parents.

I wanted to show that he is a Gryffindor for his perseverance through his condition. Being brave is not always about doing what's right when faced with a moral issue, sometimes, it's being brave enough to get out of bed and being part of a world that hates you.

9. What fic made you feel the happiest to work on?

Mistle-Wow is an outtake from ALITS 5th year and is the first fic I ever wrote. I have been writing stories in my head for years and finally decided to write them down. I posted Mistle-Wow as a test balloon to see if people liked what I was doing, and people did so I continued writing ALITS.

What made me the happiest about writing this fic was that I was writing. For fun! I was getting my ideas out on paper and building a world.

11. What fic was the most difficult to write?

ALITS is definitely the hardest, but it was also the longest. My other fics are fun ideas I had, but ALITS takes a lot of background work because everything I say now has implications for the future.

Even when writing the Maradars childhood I am thinking about how this even shapes him as a person for the future. But I also love world-building, so while it is hard, it is a lot of fun.

15. What was the hardest fic to title?

Absoulyty it is A Light In The Shadows. It's a massive Jily fic and I am like what do I name it?? I am not sure I even really like the name anymore - but I feel like I am stuck with it!

Other names for it were For All Time, A Light In The Shadows of War, and In the Shadow of a Darkening World.

17. Share your favorite opening line

I think the opening of An Early Christmas Surprise is the most

Sirius, Remus, and Peter were standing outside their dorm room, all scared to enter as the one word made them all freeze. " - Pregnant," said Lily.

18. Share your favorite ending line

The ending of Chapter 1 for ALITS

This book is dedicated to our grandson, who is the true light of our life.

Again I was really not sure about my title but I liked how I connected it back with this ending line. I did not do that for the other chapters, but Lily's will also have an ending about light.

20. Share your funniest line

An Early Christmas Surprise is just one big laugh.

But I also love this interaction between James' Muggle friend Bobby and Fleamont when they are 8 and listening to a Rolling Stone song.

Out of nowhere, Bobby said, “My older brother says it’s about shagging.” His dad started to cough. When his dad had recovered, he asked, “Your brother said it was about what?” “Shagging,” said Bobby definitively.

21. What's something that surprised you while you were working on a fic? Did it change the story?

I wrote about before how I did not expect to write from the parent's POV for when each character was born, but on and off chance I wrote it for James, and then Sirius and decided to do it for everyone. I really like how that impacted the story.

The other thing I am going to add is Lily having a religious upbringing to the story, as I think it is reflective of the times. This part of the story has really snowballed into a lot of subplots as I have thought more about the world I am building.

23. If you had to choose one, what was THE most satisfying writing moment of your year?

I think it has to be writing Sirius to have a betrothal and what that is going to mean for the story.

If you read that section I think I made it pretty clear what's going to do down. I really did not want Sirius' exit from the family to be violent and I am excited for that storyline to play out.

30. What would you like to write next year?

I want to finish the next section of ALITS' "Magical Mystery Tour." This section (Part 2) will cover the first two years of Jily at Hogwarts. I think this is very ambitious, but right now, it is my goal.

I really want to get into the pinning years and that is where I get to torture the readers...

[love-bokumono-fics]

Fresh Crops! May 20 - 26, 2024

This week's newest fics and chapter updates for Harvest Moon and Story of Seasons on AO3!

A Life More Extraordinary - by Moomieluv; WIP, 3/?, 2.7k

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Fandoms: Friends of Mineral Town, Back To Nature Characters: Female Farmer | Naomi, Karen Additional Tags: Romance, Friendship, Love, Slice of Life Summary: Karen longs for excitement in her life and finds it when a new farmer moves to town.

Maybe the harvest moon was the friends we made along the way - by Rottenveggiesouo; Complete, 4/4, 9.6k

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences; Archive Warning: Major Character Death; Category: Gen Fandom: Harvest Moon and Story of Seasons Relationship: None; Characters: Pete | Jack, Mark the Farmer, Sara, Pony | Aya | Jill, Other Characters Mentioned Additional Tags: Fluff, Attempt at Humor, Light Angst, How Do I Tag, Animal Death, Character Death, a lot of death tbh, Author Does Not Know How To Tag, Author is happy, Most characters that appear for now are from Awl/ds with some exceptions Summary: Mark is already getting a bit old for the toll of farming, and he doesn't wants his daughter pony to do everything alone, so, his niece and nephew, Sara and Pete, come to the valley to work on the farm.

Runaway - by almakazam; WIP, 2/?, 11k

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Categories: F/M, Gen, Multi, Other Fandoms: Back To Nature, Friends of Mineral Town, DS Cute Relationships: Claire the Farmer/Kai, Claire the Farmer & Kai; Characters: Claire, Kai, Pete | Jack, Marlin | Matthew, Pony | Aya | Jill, Popuri, Original Characters, Gray, Mary the Librarian | Marie, Ann the Innkeeper | Ran, Cliff, Karen, Rick, Elli | Elly, Doctor | Trent Additional Tags: Rewrite, Runaway, Drama & Romance, Romance, Family Drama, Family Issues, Slow Burn, Double Life, Heir & Heiress, This was an old fic I wrote back in 2009 lol Summary: Claire has always played the part of the perfect daughter, but behind the façade lies years of control and frustration. It all finally comes to a head when her father ends her engagement and arranges a new marriage to a man she doesn't know, ultimately pushing her to run away. Little did she know that her new groom-to-be is also planning his own escape.

Don't Eat Flowers - by Maymist; Complete, 15/15, 28k

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: F/F Fandoms: A Wonderful Life, DS Cute Relationship: Nami/Pony | Aya | Jill; Characters: Nami, Pony | Aya | Jill, Rock, Reader Additional Tags: Lesbian Character, Inspired by Harvest Moon/Story of Seasons, Mentions of Other Harvest Moon/Story of Seasons Games, Blue Feather, Romance, LGBTQ Character, POV Lesbian Character, Canon Lesbian Relationship Summary: The new farmer girl in Forgotten Valley attempts to give Nami some flowers to, er… totally give the hint that she's romantically interested in the very much reserved tomboyish red-head. Nami completely jumps to conclusions and misunderstands though, and that's where this silly romance begins. What kind of other madness will ensue?

Mencuri Hati Protagonis - by Villainien; WIP, 1/?, 1.3k; Language: Bahasa Indonesia

Rating: General Audiences; Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings; Category: F/M Fandoms: Island of Happiness, Sunshine Islands Relationship: Chelsea/Mark; Characters: Chelsea, Mark, Harvest Goddess, Witch Princess, Lily the Treasure Hunter, Will Additional Tags: Humor, Comedy, Fluff, Romance, Absurd Summary: Intip bagaimana perjuangan Chelsea menjadikan dirinya sebagai female lead bagi sang protagonis!

Rainbow Connection - by NonbinaryCookie; WIP, 2/3, 2.8k

Rating: General Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Categories: F/M, M/M, Other Fandoms: A Wonderful Life Relationship: Gustafa/Reader; Characters: Gustafa, Farmer, Child Additional Tags: Domestic, Domestic Fluff, Domestic Bliss, Canon Compliant, Fluff, Established Relationship, established marriage, During Canon, Parenthood, Raising a Child, Music, Songwriting, i literally wrote a song for this fic please like this, I really like the silly hippie music man, he is a human pikmin and I stand by that fact, no beta reader we die like all my free time since I bought this game, I lowkey prefer his GameCube design to his Switch design, i wrote songs for this please read it, Poetry, Bad Poetry, Inspired by Poetry, Gustafa is such a bard and I love him, hippe bard man, Newborn Children Summary: Why are there so many songs about rainbows? And what’s on the other side? Maybe because a rainbow’s a miracle, just like this life Gustafa gets to have with you <3

Katakan Yes, Please! - by Villainien; WIP, 5/7, 10k; Language: Bahasa Indonesia

Rating: General Audiences; Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings; Category: F/M Fandoms: Back To Nature, Friends of Mineral Town Relationship: Claire the Farmer & Pete | Jack; Characters: Pete | Jack, Rick, Kai, Doctor | Trent, Cliff, Gray, Claire Additional Tags: Fluff and Humor, Romance, Friendship, Absurd, Mention of Karen/Rick, Comedy, Rick and Karen are married, Drama Summary: Kira-kira gimanakah cara Young Men Squad of Mineral Town dalam membantu Jack mendapatkan cinta Claire?

[lucy-the-cat]

@drewtanakagf @nymphenberger @helen-of-sparta (i know you're not in the fandom but i do have DoZ on here and I know you write SO) @lilyharvord @king-maven-calore (we don't know each other but it's a cool tag game so), @evangelineartemiasamos (same thing as prev) anyone else feel free to jump in!

I have two main WIP folders: Daughter of Zeus and Red Queen (which is honestly just a placeholder for "fanfiction" bc I made folders in it for other fandoms)

Daughter of Zeus is a normal folder with a bunch of documents, Red Queen has a bunch of folders within it and also a bunch of looseleaf. I will list each folder and their contents as well as the looseleaf, starting with:

Daughter of Zeus

Apple, Artemis, Bleeding, Blood, Cassandra, Chariot, Cheating, Clytemnestra, Daughter of Zeus First Page, Daughter of Zeus MASTERDRAFT, Duties, Egg, Eris, Eris POV, Ideas, Letter, Night, Swan, Zeus

Red Queen

A Court Divided - Elara (1812), Hera(476), Maven, Olympus

Across Dimensions - Daughter of Elara, Killing Jon, Wis

Binding - folklore, Lover's Curse, Newblood Queen, Summary, The Pain in Our Veins

Blue and Bronze - Blue and Bronze, Dancing, Engagment, Meeting, Queen, Queenstrial

Body Swap - Beginning

Darklina - Notes

Cosplay - Eristan, and one thing that involves a real currently living couple that is now broken up so I will not share the title out of respect for them

Essays - (most of these are blank bc I never mustered the focus) Farewell, Final, Identity, Maven Calore and Neurodivergence, Queen Song and the Nature of Power, The Calore Brothers and the Military, The Personal vs the Political, Would Thomas Have Been Enough?

Eternal Sunshine - Brainstorm

Fierce Be the Flood (A different fic than the aesthetic I posted I just repurposed the title) - Kidnap, Notes, Prisoners, Taunt

God's Cursed - Eight, Five (843), Four (1162), Nine, One (954), Seven (769), Six (989), Start (535), Three (761), Two (973)

I Am Not a Woman, I'm a God - Mare

Lady Haven - Beginning (869), Fight, Kiss, Maven, Notes, Planning (1007), Setup (703)

Lethal Lullabies - Bathtub, Drinking Glass, Elara, Falling, House, Opening, Sara

Lily Collab - Battle (1320), Drinking (370), Elane, Home (1102), Ideas, initial thing, Manacle, Opening (1124), Outline, Outline 2, Prologue (1512), Viper (577)

Lover's Curse - Abandoning Cal, Aftermath (167), An Eye for an Iris, Bargaining, Bite (1124), Blanket (463), Bracelet (1059 words), Breakup, 1073), Brothers (1223), Cal is Captured (1260), Cave, Chapter 37, Chapter Thirty Four, Chemistry (870), Clues, Condolenses (934), Confrontation (1308), Consort (849), Diplomacy (1613), Eating (481), Eleanora (829), Entertain Me (1007), Execution (1736), Failed Attempt (1199), Faint (1575), Finding the Letters, Freedom (216), Gods (1318), Healer (1158), In the Morning (1313), Iris Meets Cal (830), Iris Returns (914), Keys (914), Kiss (755), Letter (715), Locked (1039), Lover's Curse Masterdraft, Marital Duties (1269), Maven's Plan (1705), Murdered Darlings, Music, Peace Talks, (1639), Plotting (739), Salin Iral (446), Ship (884), The Lakelands (767), The Rift (722), Therapy (1061), Train (1140), Tunnel), Untitled Document, Volo (765), Wedding (173)

Murder Polycule - brainstorm

Newblood Queen

Blood Deep - Blood Deep (790), Shade

Farewell - Farewell

Glass Houses - Jon

Iron Will - Iron Will

Rebel's Song - Rebels Song (775), Tibe

War Torn - Closing, Makeup, Untitled Document

looseleaf within Newblood Queen - Balcony (1024), Bar (1650), Blonos (760), Capture (1240), Conscription (2028), Coriane (1437), Dungeon, Engagement (1635), Entrepreneur, Epilogue, Grid (829), Heron (1094), Home (1250), Newstrial (1360), Opening (1305), Opening (1305), Palace, PM log, Prison (1229), Scam (1474), Sonya (1375), Summons (922), Training, Will Whistle

Parent Trap - Untitled Document

Queen's Cage - Dark Mirror Part 1, Dark Mirror part 3, Dark Mirror pt 2, Queen's Cage, Shameless Smut for Myself, Tags, Untitled Document

Rare Pair Week (Last Year's) - Breakup, Firsts, Flowers, Kids, Mare/Evangeline, Role Swap, Wedding, Witch

Realm Breaker

Red Queen Crossover - Untitled Document

The Gaze of the Lion - Champion, Diamonds and Dragons, Not Like This, The Lion's Pur, Wedding

Looseleaf within Realm Breaker - Spine of Steel

Red in the Heart - Red as the River, Red in the Heart, Silver as the Son, Silver in the Head

Red Magi - Brainstorm, Julian, Lawyer

Red Ruse (Some of these have misleading titles bc I changed my ideas midway through the process so don't take them at face value): Ada (1142), Anabel (1629), Ara (925), Arena (761), Battle Four, Battle One (929), Battle Three (957), Battle Two (1160), Bed (953), Capture (Del), Ceremony (1265), Chamomile (785), Confrontation (564), Corros (844), Dance (1263), Elane Sabotage (1040), Elara (488), Elara & Evangline (1001), Evangeline (1308), Epilogue (874), Eve Betrayal (999), Gossip (1803), Gwendolyn (642), I Must Have Her (977), Jon (623), Killing Cal (728), Medusa (1508), Newbloods (765), Nix (1372), Red Ruse Masterdraft, Save Me (808), Seduction (927), Shade (839), Snake (797), Sparing Farley (1201), Tags, Taking the Pill (532), Unprotected (1291), Untitled Document, Wedding (980)

Red School - Agatha, Bullet Points, Burn, Iris, Mare, Negotiation, Sophie

Shattered Glass - Abdication - Julian, Blackmail - Maven, Brand - Maven, Bree and Tramy - Maven, Cat - Maven, Coriane - Maven, Diary - Maven (779), Disaster - Maven, Documents - Mare, Julian - Julian, Julian - Cal (1240), Killing My Client (Julian), Role Model - Maven, Selfish - Maven, Stalking - Maven, Tea - Mare, Tiberias - Iris, Trap - Maven (1098), Whisper - Maven

Snow

Boys Only Want Love If It's Torture - Meeting, Nightmare

Legends - Beginning

Slithers of Scandal - Announcement, Like Ashes, Snow, Synopsis

tigris - Tigris

Under the Influence - Choking, Kidnapping, Livia

looseleaf of Snow - Avox, Escapism., Sing for me Songbird, Unholy

Spy - Beloved, Brainstorm, Collar, Never Let You Down, Never Let You Go, Part 2?, Practice on Me, Wrestling (Never Let You Down Orig May 6 2023)

Sword of Truth - Bogden, Boyfriend, Nicola Introduction, Prologue

Taylor Swift

1989

folklore - august, betty, cardigan, discord log, epiphany, exile, hoax, illicit affairs, invisible, mad woman, mirrorball, my tears ricochet, peace, seven, the 1, the lakes, this is me trying

Midnights - Anti-Hero, Bejeweled, Bigger Than the Whole Sky, Dear Reader, Glitch, High Infidelity, Hits Different, Karma, Labyrinth, Lavender Haze, Maroon, Mastermind, Midnight Rain, Paris, Question . . . ?, Snow on the Beach, Sweet Nothing, The Great War, Vigilante Shit, Would've Could've Should've, You're Losing Me, You're On Your Own Kid

THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT - Fortnight, Fortnight part 2, My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys, The Tortured Poets Department,

Looseleaf in Taylor Swift - renegade, willow

The Burning Crown

Throne of Ashes - Throne of Ashes

Ticking Clocks

The Groans of Our Bones - Epilogue, Outline, Prologue, Prologue

The Scars on Our Hearts -

Looseleaf of Ticking Clocks - Balcony (1512), Cell (1452), Cycle (1380), Dancing (743), Dungeon (1346), Echo (1259), Engagement (1598), Epilogue II (338), Kiss (746), Legion (944), Letter Opener (1055), Possible (1053), Prologue (817), Queenstrial (1866), Red Queen (1009), Sun Shooting (1117), Tugs + Summary, Theater (1130), Thomas, (1197), Throne Room (786), Training (1311)

Til Death Do Us Part - Burned Letter, Burner, Cal Argument, Evangeline, Flamemakers, Foxglove, Letter, Til Death Do Us Part FULL TEXT

Wedding Preparations - Aftermath, Caught, Comb, Daydreams, Invitation, Notes, Wedding

Whisper - Interrogation, Introduction, notes

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CASTLES FAQ (PART II):

CHARACTER-RELATED LORE

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thoughts on the draco&harry scene in chapter 13

how was amycus killed?

thoughts on teddy and dean

director's cut on bill & fleur

what last name does andromeda go by?

thoughts on dean

thoughts on hermione and ginny's relationship

does fleur have an inkling about ginny?

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what does hermione’s wedding dress look like?

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why haven't we heard about snape?

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how did you come up with giulia?

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director's cut on christopher

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thoughts on amycus/ginny & foreshadowing 

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is there a scene that you worked really fucking hard on that no one would ever know?

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Any friend of yours is mine https://ift.tt/3pn1Lxm by Abasicbibliophile "Always the bridesmaid, never the bride" Ron Weasley always found himself on the spectators side of the romance game: all his friends and siblings were married and well, Charlie was Charlie. After each failed relationship was followed by yet another, he couldn't help but wonder...would he ever be part of the happiness surrounding him? Things were different with Astoria Greengrass. Too easy to be true. Was it the calm before the storm? Or a sign that the storm was finally over? Words: 1754, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M Characters: Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Ginny Weasley, Arthur Weasley, Molly Weasley, Ron Weasley, Astoria Greengrass, Lavender Brown, Susan Bones, Original Malfoy Characters (Harry Potter), Original Child Character(s), Original Female Character(s), George Weasley, Percy Weasley, Bill Weasley, Fleur Delacour, Angelina Johnson, Audrey Weasley, Molly Weasley II, Victoire Weasley, Dominique Weasley, Scorpius Malfoy, Hugo Weasley, James Sirius Potter, Albus Severus Potter, Lily Luna Potter, Fred Weasley II, Lucy Weasley Relationships: Astoria Greengrass/Ron Weasley, Romilda Vane/Ron Weasley, Ron Weasley/Original Female Character(s), Lavender Brown/Ron Weasley, Susan Bones/Ron Weasley, Susan Bones/Ernie Macmillan, Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Fleur Delacour/Bill Weasley, Angelina Johnson/George Weasley, Audrey Weasley/Percy Weasley, Arthur Weasley/Molly Weasley Additional Tags: Good Friend Ron Weasley, No Ron Weasley Bashing, Good Astoria Greengrass, Minor Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy, Minor Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Ron Weasley-centric, Draco Malfoy & Ron Weasley Friendship, The Golden Trio, Golden Trio | Hermione Granger & Harry Potter & Ron Weasley Friendship, POV Ron Weasley, Romance, Second Chances, Post-Hogwarts, Family, Married Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy, Married Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Children of Characters, Community: Dramione FanFiction Forum via AO3 works tagged 'Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy' https://ift.tt/Vzl0FdS October 24, 2023 at 01:47PM

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THE WHITE LILY (Mafia Book #1 - Bang Chan) - Chapter 13 - Project Thrips

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Chapter 13 - Project Thrips

chapter word count: 2.5k words

~4 Months before Present Day~

~Emilia's POV~

"After many months of excessive planning, we are finally ready to execute the mission." Chan spoke firmly.

"Wait," Momo intervened. "you aren't talking about-"

"Project Thrips." Seungmin interrupted her.

The whole table grew quiet.

"Are you sure, Chris?" Hyo asked, uncertain.

"It is time. Any more waiting would be unwise... we must act before Shade's knowledge on the Scarlet Rose Mafia becomes outdated." Chan assured everyone with a nod.

"Mhm." I added. "Besides, it's the perfect chance. A big event is coming up, Boss has been talking about it for years before I left. So religiously, I even memorised the date. That's when we have to go."

"Using Shade's knowledge, I was able to recreate a map of the Rose Manor." Seungmin continued.

"Let's just hope her memory's not as bad as her body combat skills." Changbin chuckled.

"It isn't! I lived there my whole life, after all." I retorted, playfully smacking his arm. "Wait, did you just say my fighting skills are-"

"Chan will bore you all with the details in a minute," Seungmin cut me off and continued explaining. "but for now, I want everyone to memorise this perfectly. Shade and I tried to figure out where secret passages might be, but we can't be sure, so the overall layout of the house must be known by each of you."

"Then," Chan clapped once, getting everyone's attention. "This is by far the most important mission we've ever had. Hopefully, in four months' time, The Scarlet Rose will be completely eradicated. We will first come for their boss, then we'll strike them all when they're down and mourning. For this mission, all of us must train vigorously."

"So, what's the plan, Leader?" Minho smirked impatiently. "How're we gonna take the rats down?"

"First of all, the teams. We will split up in a few groups, as follows: Shade and Felix will be Team 1, Changbin and me will be Team 2 and Minho will be going alone, since he's the best when it comes to sneaking."

"Fucking cat, I tell you." I spoke bitterly, a tint of joking in my tone, and watched Lee Know smirk proudly.

"Seungmin will be staying outside on Side A with Jisung; they will help with communication. Jeongin will be there as well, in case of a medical emergency."

Everyone nodded.

"For the gun supply, Hyo will join Team 1, Momo will join Team 2. Both of you have to make sure the weapons work as intended, carry the needed ammunition and just do your magic since you're the gun experts."

"Then... what about me?" Hyunjin questioned.

"You... will have the most important part." I looked at him, before throwing Chan a glance to ask for his permission to speak.

He granted it quickly, so I began explaining:

"As I was saying... a big Event is coming up for the Scarlet Mafia. We will be able to infiltrate with relative ease thanks to this Event, a big party that should seal a powerful deal between my former Boss and a big drug lord of the East. Negotiations have been going on for a long time, and they agreed on this particular date a few months before I came here."

"Okay, but... how does that concern me?" Hyunjin asked puzzled. "Don't tell me..."

"You will have to infiltrate the party and send us information about what is happening, so we know exactly how much time we have to infiltrate my former Boss' house, when he seals the deal and when he retreats to his chambers."

The whole room grew quiet.

"... damn." Hyunjin cursed. "That's..."

"Difficult, I know." Chan touched him on the shoulder apologetically.

"Not difficult... almost impossible. It's like a suicide mission." Hyunjin spat out.

"It won't be a suicide mission. They don't know your face. For all they know, you'll just be one of the servers hired for this." I looked him in the eyes, trying to put him at ease.

"Besides, we already arranged it with the catering company." Chan continued. "You've been working for them for 5 years, your best friend helped you get hired and the boss loves you."

"A whole backstory? I'm impressed." The corners of Hyunjin's mouth pointed upwards.

"It was all Jisung." Chan pointed out. "So, all clear? Let's recap: Shade, Felix and Hyo are Team 1; I, Changbin and Momo are Team 2; Minho goes alone; Jisung, Jeongin and Seungmin will be outside, and Hyunjin will be our informant inside the manor."

"Great, let's do this!" Jisung exclaimed excitedly.

"Ah, one more thing." Chan added. "This mission is first come first serve. That means, whoever finds the bastard first, gets to kill him."

"Good to know. I hope he'll get to meet my bullet." Minho smirked.

"Good. Then, let's start preparing. We only have 4 months."

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~Two months before Present Day~

"TO YOUR RIGHT!" Hyo screamed while running, just as Felix approached me from my right side and landed a powerful blow in my lower stomach.

"You didn't get it, again." He replied sternly, frowning.

"Fuck, I'm so bad at this." I cursed, holding on my abdomen and looking down, tears pricking my eyes.

"It would be best to take a break, what do you say?" Hyo approached me and put her hand on my shoulder soothingly.

"I'm just so frustrated! Why can't I get this right?" I replied defeated.

"You will! There's two more months, okay? We'll do it!!!" She tried encouraging me with a smile, making me feel a bit less tense than before.

"Okay... yea... let's take a break, then." I looked at Felix, who nodded approvingly.

Walking with Hyo through the garden, we reached Hyunjin's greenhouse.

"Wanna take a peak inside?" she asked, raising her eyebrows at me expectedly.

"Sure! I do have a key, actually."

"Oh wow, Hyunjin let you keep it for some time, no?"

"He did" I chuckled. "At this point I think he forgot about it."

"Nah, he never does. He probably thinks you didn't show it to the relevant people yet, if you finished the painting already." Hyo smiled.

"I mean... Chris didn't see it yet." I chuckled again.

"Why not?"

"I don't know... I want to show it to him, and I will, of course. Just... it's not the time yet, you feel me?"

"I see... I only showed mine to him and Minho. They are really good listeners." She chuckled. "Do you wanna see it too?"

"If... if you want me to." I smiled kindly.

Since these pictures represented our souls, showing and explaining them to someone else felt like a pretty big deal. Intrusive. I was happy to know that Hyo trusted me enough to show me hers.

We entered the greenhouse, and she went straight for a covered canvas in the back, uncovering it.

The image represented was a painting two women playing on the ground with a baby.

"This is me." She pointed to one of the women in the paintings. "And this... is my best friend... her name was Hanna. She passed a few years ago..." she smiled sadly.

"I'm really sorry to hear... and the baby?"

"This was just me mourning what I can never have back." Her smile turned bitter. "We had a big mission about four years ago, where I had to be kidnapped by some drug lord in order for SKZ to find their location. It was pretty similar to the one you had with the Knife Devils, actually. The problem was... we didn't have half the equipment we have now, so they detected the tracking device quickly, and punished me for that."

She inhaled deeply. I grabbed her hand, sensing that it was becoming difficult to talk.

"I was... tortured, raped... every day, for a whole month... and by the end of it, when Chris and the boys finally found me... I was damaged beyond repair. They stole from me the most important thing- what I wanted the most... the ability to become a mother." A single tear fell on her cheek, but she was quick to wipe it off.

"Hyo, I... I'm really sorry..." I hugged her side, feeling my eyes swell up with tears as well.

"No, Emi, I am the one who's sorry. After what happened to me, I wanted you to go to that mission, just so you can get as hurt as me. I was a mean bitch for no reason." She turned her body and hugged me back.

"I was, too." I chuckled. "We both were. But we're here now, aren't we? Besides, you're a big part behind my painting."

I smiled and guided her towards my canvas, showing off my white lily proudly.

"It's so beautiful." She smiled. "Rebirth?"

"Yes. Thank to Chris, to you, to all of the members... I feel like I truly got a second chance at life, like I was reborn." I smiled genuinely.

"Make sure to show it to Chan as well, he'll love it." She returned my smile.

"You think so?"

"I know so. By the way, wanna go to the Orphanage tomorrow?"

"Yea, that sounds great! Maybe we can play hide and seek with the kids like last time! It was super fun!"

"Right? Ahhhhhh, I love children!!!" Hyo squeaked, making me laugh.

We continued our conversation back to the training grounds where Felix was waiting for us.

Then, we resumed our practice and continued it until late in the night.

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After a full day of training with Felix and Hyo, I finally hopped in the shower. The warm water felt pleasant on my skin, the best part being finally taking off all the dirt from today.

I quickly wrapped my wet hair in a towel and opened the door to my bedroom, place that felt almost foreign by now. I was so used to always being with Chan, there simply was no use for this room anymore. I only came here to shower, change my clothes or take a quick afternoon nap when Chris was busy, but other than that, I never slept here anymore.

This night would be no different, of course.

After drying and combing my hair, I lazily headed towards Chan's door, just in my underwear and a bathrobe. They were going to come down real quick anyway.

"Baby." He smiled, taking his eyes off the book he was immersed in and placing it on the nightstand.

"Hey." I returned his smile and took off the bathrobe, climbing on the bed next to him.

"Shit, red?" he smirked, opening up his arms

"Of course. Your favourite."

"How was your day? Mhm, you smell nice." he complimented me while I positioned my head on his shoulder.

"Tough." I pressed my lips firmly on his neck, earning a small groan in response. "Felix gave me a few bruises, probably."

"Damn, should I beat him up?"

"Channie!" I chuckled and playfully bit his neck.

"Mhm, what? Shouldn't I defend my girlfriend in such cases?" he shifted himself and got on top of me, returning the gesture and leaving a small peck on my collarbone.

"You should train with me, maybe. Changbin was right. I really suck at close body combat... even after training for two months straight!" I whined.

"Lix and Hyo must learn your fighting style too. You didn't have enough missions with them." Chan looked deeply in my eyes, caressing my face with his thumb. "You're good enough, Emi. But you can't be the best at everything. No one shoots like you, no? It wouldn't have been fair to be number one at close body combat too."

"... I don't know. You are the best at everything, Chan, so..." I smiled sweetly at him.

"Everything?" he raised a brow and smirked, starting to move his hand from my face down my body, touching me through the panties.

"Mmm, fuck" I closed my eyes and moaned, raising my head and giving Chan full access to my neck. "Especially that."

He chuckled.

"I lack in many things too. I am impulsive, jealous, get angry easily... I'm not the best at everything. But I have you, and we work together, imperfect as we are, don't we?" his lips laid gently on my neck.

"I love you." I confessed, feeling my cheeks getting red. It was the first time I've ever felt like this romantically towards anyone... and the first time I've confessed it. "I love you, Chris."

In that moment, he stopped kissing my neck. He straightened himself above me, our eyes locking, and for a brief moment, it was just the two of us in the world.

We just stared at each other. I - baffled by my sudden burst of confidence to admit my feelings for him, and him – totally taken by surprise.

It seems my words finally clicked in his head, as he hastily united our lips passionately. He almost forced his tongue inside my mouth, and after a heated kiss, he looked at me again in awe.

"Emilia, I... Fuck, I have no words... I... I also love you... I am obsessed with you!" he confessed desperately, kissing me again. "I adore you."

I didn't know this feeling in my heard could grow to be so intense, almost painful.

"I need you." I pressed our lips together again and pulled him towards me.

From there on, things were quick to escalate. He dragged his pants down, pushed my panties aside and slid inside me with ease.

The room was being filled with obscene moans and grunts, as his sure and steady movements brought both of us to our highs.

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"I will never get used to this." He chuckled seeing me run towards the bathroom, his release dripping down my leg.

"Yah, whose fault is that?!" I shouted and hopped in the shower. Chan was quick to follow, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me close to his chest, the hot water being almost cold compared to his warmth.

"I love you, I love you, I love you." Chan kissed my shoulder.

"Hmmmmm, sometimes I forget you're a Mafia leader." I chuckled.

"Mean."

"Speaking of leaders... I can't believe we're going to finally kill my former Boss."

"What, are you nostalgic?" he laughed.

"No, I mean... Finally?! I've been waiting to get my revenge on the bastard forever... even before I met you."

"Me too. Killing him will solve a lot of problems for Stray Kids." He nodded while washing my back.

"Just two months, huh?" I sighed.

"Are you worried?"

"Honestly? A bit."

"Well, don't be. Everything will go well. We will get rid of him for good." Chan tried to assure me, but for some reason, the more I was thinking about the it, the more anxious I was becoming.

"I- yea, we will." I nodded and tried to calm myself now.

Chan got out of the shower and held a towel for me to dry me off.

"Mhm, you weren't joking when you said Felix left some pretty bruises on you." Chan pointed out to the few spots darkening on my thighs and stomach.

"He is harsh, but I will learn. Who knows, maybe I'll even be able to take you down in a fight one day." I chuckled.

"Now, now, don't get cocky." He kissed the tip of my nose and picked me up. "You'll have to train hard the next 2 months, so let's sleep."

"Sure, baby." I kissed his lips as he placed me on the bed and took my rightful spot on his chest – my favourite place in the whole world.

"Good night, my love."

"Good night."

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#5

Rules: List the first lines of your last 10 stories. See if there are any patterns. Choose your favorite opening line. Then tag some people to take part.

Thanks for tagging me @logicgunn! I haven't done this in a while :)

Well They're No Friends Of Mine

(hp, snupin, marauder's era, oneshot)

"Look at him. Skulking about as usual."

Puffed Up Like A...

(hp, lucius malfoy/oc, lucissa, oneshot)

It had not been real.

A Little Nudge

(sga, mcshep, oneshot)

“Fine,” Rodney announced, slamming his tray down on the table, “I give up.”

The Truth Will Out

(hp, snupin, multi chapter, adult)

He knows something is wrong before the potion even touches his lips.

The Reckoning of Severus Snape

(hp, severus snape/euphemia rowle, oneshot, adult, dark)

There was never any performance: no lustful moans or delicate sighs, no hair cascading artfully down one shoulder, no sweetly whispered words, and certainly no declarations of love.

I Like Mine With A Kiss

(hp, fleur/tonks, multi chapter, adult)

Ever since she was a little girl, Fleur simply could not stand mess.

The Potion Seller and the Wolf

(hp, snupin, multi chapter, fairytale au)

The forest held few surprises for Severus Snape.

Aurora

(hp, severus snape/aurora sinistra, oneshot, adult)

"Are you okay, love? Do you want to stop?"

Narcissa

(hp, snucissa, oneshot, adult)

"Lay back down, darling. That's a good boy."

Bellatrix

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27 notes - Posted February 19, 2022

#4

Kinky Snupin sex, you say?

Is there any other kind? lol.

I thought I had more recs but the only one I seem to have bookmarked is Five Time Lupin and Snape Should Not Have Had Sex At Order Headquarters (But Couldn't Help It) by Snegurochka. Seriously - it's got everything. Humour, angst, kink, and even has surprisingly sweet ending.

I'd quite like to do a kinky Snupin rec list at some point. If anyone has any they want to share please feel free to add to this post!

My kinkiest fic by far is The Truth Will Out which I am actually going to update - shocking I know - today or tomorrow!

29 notes - Posted March 29, 2022

#3

The Truth Will Out

A Remus/Severus fic 

Rating: E

Summary: When Severus spikes his Wolfsbane with truth potion, Remus reveals something neither of them expected.

Tags: porn with plot, porn with feelings, bdsm, dom/sub elements, dom severus snape, sub remus lupin, bondage, edgeplay, spanking, humiliation 

Chapter 11 is up in which it all breaks down at the role reversal. Or does it?

41 notes - Posted April 30, 2022

#2

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Remus Lupin/Severus Snape, Remus Lupin & Severus Snape, Lily Evans Potter & Severus Snape

Characters: Remus Lupin, Severus Snape, Lily Evans Potter, James Potter, Sirius Black, Peter Pettigrew, Mary Macdonald

Additional Tags: Pre-Slash, snupin - Freeform, POV Remus Lupin, Yule Ball (Harry Potter), Marauders Era (Harry Potter), Bullying, Dancing

Summary:

Whenever his friends pull a prank on Snape, Remus always looks the other way. But what if there's another option?

52 notes - Posted January 10, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

I just need a scene at the Battle of Hogwarts where Snape reveals his loyalties by breaking his cover to save someone's life. Then I need an epically clichéd fight scene where he takes on like ten Death Eaters and wins easily. Oh and I need it set to a soundtrack - preferably a classic pop rock song completely incongruous to a fight scene but someone works incredibly well.

98 notes - Posted May 26, 2022

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