#Gage=cuddle monster

[gabessquishytum]

So 🐺’s monster under the bed au gave me some ideas. This one got long and has a bit of body horror in it.

Hob doesn’t immediately try and figure out how to take his Nightmare with him to university. He is sharing a dorm room and while he and his roommate have both previously availed themselves of the sock on the doorknob for random hookups, inviting another sentient entity into the room on a permanent basis seems a stretch too far. Hob wouldn’t even know how to start explaining to his roommate if he got caught cuddling with an eldrich horror.

It does mean Hob heads home for almost every holiday and break, much to the delight of his parents, and the grudging acceptance of his Nightmare who really would prefer to see him more often. Hob is very glad his Nightmare is so good at muffling and gaging him since they are very active at night trying to make up for lost time.

When Hob is finally able to rent a flat with his friends that gives him his own private bedroom it is time for both he and his nightmare to move out of his childhood home on a more permanent basis. Nightmare has been figuring out how to make the move for ages and is very eager to get more time alone with Hob. When Nightmare presents his solution, Hob carrying enough of Nightmare’s essence into the new bedroom to act as a strong anchor to summon Nightmare himself to the space, Hob is completely on board. They get lucky with their timing, finding a few days when both Hob’s parents and his new roommates will be away from town, leaving Hob some privacy to focus on completing the ritual successfully.

The privacy doesn’t matter too much from the start because Nightmare has Hob stuffed so full from both ends that he couldn’t move or make a noise even if he wanted to. There are things that began as fingers that are now too flexible and smooth making their way down his throat and further inside. Something is dripping off them and Hob only gets a taste when he tries to breathe and his writhing pushes the substance back up into his mouth. Thick as molasses, it burns like spearmint and gasoline and tingles like static but Hob does his best to swallow it all back down, he wants everything from his Nightmare. All his other holes are equally occupied and Hob swears that the tentacles are all trying to meet in the middle. He can feel them in places where he didn’t think he had those kinds of nerves, the substance Nightmare is pumping into him sets everything alight.

There are too many hands pressed against him everywhere, holding him rigid and straight from head to hip. Hob couldn’t move if he wanted to, but he very much does not want to be anywhere but here. There are tears streaming down his face that Nightmare cleans with a too-long tongue and Hob can catch his breath only when Nightmare lets him and it is ecstasy. Hob is sure that he would have already come enough times to pass out if he had any control, and is glad he doesn’t have the option.

Hob is not sure when everything ended, his brain was too full of pain and pleasure at the end to bother creating any kind of memory, but he wakes up in the morning draped in only sunlight and alone in the bed. He looks down at his body and is suddenly glad he will be able to avoid seeing anyone he knows before he finishes the second half of the ritual. His everything feels bloated and his stomach is distended worse even than when he had tried to get his money’s worth out of an all-you-can-eat buffet. There are purple-black scratch marks crisscrossing all over his skin that look nothing like the red parallel lines claws or nails would leave behind, and Hob wonders if they are some kind of writing.

Eventually, Hob leavers himself out of bed, he may not have been able to move much last night but he is pretty sure he still managed to strain every muscle he had. He pulls on some baggy clothes and can’t help stopping in front of his mirror. He turns to his side and pulls his shirt tight against his skin and he really does look pregnant. He can’t help the blush at the thought and something flutters and squirms in his insides, he is pretty sure it is whatever Nightmare left behind. He really does want to at least finish up with his degree before seeing if Nightmare can deliver on his dirty talk, but at least now he knows a bit better that he really will enjoy the whole process and not just the thought of it.

It is extremely uncomfortable and awkward to get back to his new flat. Ever bump and jolt sends sparks skittering through his nerves more painful than pleasurable. Hob collapses on his bed gratefully and enjoys a few moments of nothing sloshing around on his insides. The whole process was exhausting enough that Hob just managed to shed all his clothing before passing out for a nap.

When he wakes up the sun is setting and it is near enough to night that Hob feels safe starting on the second part of the ritual. Nightmare had been a bit vague on how the whole thing should go, so Hob goes with what feels right. He pries out the plug that had made riding the bus and then the underground all kinds of interesting and lets the essence that it had been stoppering up ooze down his leg and onto his sheets. Hob isn’t surprised to see that it is black as pitch, but is surprised that It is cold despite being kept inside his body all day and seems even thicker than he remembers for the lack of warmth.

Hob gently runs his hands over his skin, tracing all of the purple-black marks that he can see before getting a hand on his cock. Nightmare said Hob would need to summon him, and their whole relationship started over a bit of monsterfucking porn, so Hob thinks calling out for Nightmare while getting himself off is only fitting.

Hob’s insides seem to move in counterpoint with him as he falls into a rhythm, muscles twinging at every motion. Whatever is leaking out of him is too thick to provide any kind of slip when he scoops some up and tries to use it to bring himself off, so he resorts to the lube that lives in his bedside table. Hob’s throat is raw from last night but he still makes every effort to call for his beloved Nightmare. Hob is quick to bring himself off with just the thought of any part of Nightmare being in him. Hob's own pearly spend mixes with the midnight black of Nightmares, soaking into his sheets. He collapses back into his bed, more exhausted than he feels he should be after a simple wank.

He looks around his room waiting for that too-pale figure to appear, but he is still alone in his room. Hob is just about to work himself into a good amount of worry that he did something wrong when the first wave of nausea works its way up his throat. It feels like the worst bout of carsickness he has ever had, made more intense by the fact that he is pretty sure he can actually feel something worming its way up out of his stomach.

Hob turns on his hands and knees and can’t help gagging as the nausea and the movement increase. It is a bit of a relief as the black tar-like substance starts to come up, sinking into and staining his pillows like ink, but the relief is short-lived as the essence just keeps coming up in a long rope, blocking his airway in turns as thicker parts make their way out. Hob pulls at it desperately, trying to get it out quickly, but more and more just keeps coming up.

Hob is crying and gasping and still trying to call for his Nightmare. He had no problems agreeing to undertake this ritual, and still would agree now knowing what would happen, but he could really use some comfort and support right about now. The sensation of something being pulled out from his throat is so viscerally disturbing that Hob cannot help the way he spasms and twitches trying to get away from the feeling. When the last of the essence comes out Hob takes a deep breath and starts sobbing, collapsing to his side his arm flopping over the side of the bed. 

Hob is still alone in the now dark room.

Until a pale hand with too many fingers reaches out from under the bed and grabs onto Hob’s sweat-slicked hand. Then another hand appears, and another, a mass of hands and spindly limbs emerge, all of them pushing against the bed frame until Nightmare pulls himself free from the small space underneath. Hob is smiling, laughing in joy as he watches Nightmare unfold into his usual height, even as tears of pain and exhaustion continue to streak down his face.

Nightmare gently runs his hands over Hob’s still shaking body, whispering words of praise into Hob’s skin as he wraps himself tightly around the human. He guards his precious love as exhaustion catches up with Hob and sends him crashing into unconsciousness.

It is the first, but not the last time they perform the ritual. It is deeply unpleasant and painful every time, but Hob will do anything to keep his nightmare with him as he moves through life. By the time Hob starts working, they have realized that through the repeated instances of Hob playing vessel to Nightmare’s essence Hob himself has become an anchor for Nightmare. No one ever sees Professor Gadling’s partner during the day, but he always appears for the night events never straying far from the Professor’s side.

When Hob starts getting a lot of compliments about looking young for his age, they realize Hob might have caught a case of sexually transmitted immortality as well.

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Everything about this is just. So good. Hob’s dedication to his Nightmare, his lil pregnancy fantasy, the body horror of it all, and of course Nightmare himself in all his glory.

I'm imagining all the eldritch/vaguely magical creatures that might possibly exist in this universe. A sock stealing monster in the washing machine, a headphone tangling gremlin that lives in coat pockets. Hob becomes more aware of these things now he knows his Nightmare, and Nightmare himself? Well, he gets pretty jealous. If he finds out that any of the household spooks have been paying attention to HIS human, he makes a point of showing them that Hob is well and truly claimed.

With his teeth and claws he marks Hob’s body with those gorgeous red and purple lines. Occasionally Hob gives permission for Nightmare to draw blood from him, because he knows that Nightmare particularly loves to feast on his beloved's hot blood. It reminds him of being inside Hob during the ritual, which (although incredibly uncomfortable) is the most wonderful bonding experience for a being like Nightmare.

The phrase sexually transmitted immortality is my new favourite thing and i just love the idea of Nightmare coming inside Hob so many times that he becomes a little bit more than human. Their bodies have shared so much time and space, and they're joined on a spiritual level as well as a physical one. Hob is absolutely thrilled to learn that he can spend an eternity with his Nightmare. There are so many weird and wonderful things for them to do together!

The more Hob becomes an anchor for his beloved, the more Nightmare can use his eldritch powers without worrying about harming him. He can bring Hob into the shadowy realm where he originally comes from, and lay him out on a bed of inky black darkness. Hob suddenly feels very very small when Nightmare looms over him, and he loves it. He wants to be hollowed out by his lover’s cock; reduced to nothing more than a vessel.

Nightmare can't wait to make all his worst fantasies a reality <3

[kiannjwriting]

You’ve just become one of my new favorite blogs, love your reacts! And I gotta say, the fact that you see Gage as a big cuddler really gets to me on a spiritual level 💕

Gage is a cuddler and you can’t convince me otherwise😤 (can you tell he’s my romance🥴)

Also, this about made me cry. Thank you so much!

[winter-soldier-vibes]

Tickled Pink

Bucky x reader

Summary: You come home after a long day at work and Bucky is determined to make you laugh - through any means necessary

Word count: 1,003

Warnings: this is just fluff. There are 2 pet names (sweetheart and dollface)

A/N: I know I don’t usually write this sort of thing but I had so much fun writing it so I really hope you enjoy reading it. This account needed some fluff. 

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You opened the door to your apartment, sighing heavily as you toed off your shoes. It had been a long day full of meetings and paperwork and being blamed for things out of your control, and you were utterly exhausted.

And that was an understatement. 

You put your keys onto the counter and walked over to the couch, sighing as you sat back, relaxing for the first time that day before scrunching your nose.

Fuck, I have to do laundry today.

Sighing, you decided to sit there for a few more minutes before getting up. A few moments passed before you heard footsteps coming towards the living room area of your apartment, where you were, before stopping.

“Hey there sweetheart,” he said, a smile evident in his voice.

“Hey,” you replied in a monotone voice, not even opening your eyes.

“Oh, that’s no good,” you heard him say, walking over to sit next to you on the couch. “You okay?”

You sighed again, looking over at his gentle gaze. “Yeah, I’m fine. Just a really busy day at work is all. Meetings and paperwork and really petty work drama and gossip.”

“Aww I’m sorry sweetheart. It’s almost like that’s your job,” he said, smirk growing on his face as you playfully punched him in the shoulder. “Hey!”

“Not funny, James.”

“Oh no, calling me by my first name. I’m in trouble,” he said, a playful tone still in his voice.

“Cut it out,” you said, rolling your eyes internally at your boyfriend’s teasing. 

“Not until I see your pretty smile. Hm? Where is it?” he asked expectantly.

“I’m not in the mood, it’s been a long day,” you said tiredly. 

“Smile.”

“I’ll smile if you do the laundry and give me a massage,” you said, half-joking

“How about you smile and then I’ll do those things?” he teased back

“Stop it.”

“Nope. Come on, let me see that smile,” he said, persistent

You plastered on the biggest fake smile you could, scrunching your eyes closed.

“Come on, a real smile, not.. whatever that was. Never do that again, that was a little freaky,” he shuddered slightly.

“BUCKY,” you said, exasperated

“Am I gonna have to tickle you?”

You froze, eyes widening slightly as you looked at Bucky, shaking your head. “Don’t you dare.”

Bucky had accidentally found out that you were super ticklish one night while the two of you were watching a movie. You were cuddled up together and Bucky had his arm around you as usual. But his arm crushed against your side at some point and you couldn’t help the small giggle that escaped you. Bucky had figured out you were ticklish and had been using it as blackmail ever since.

Bucky smirked at you, leaning forward off the couch slightly and you stood up off the couch so fast, hands coming in front of you in defense. “Get away, we are not doing this right now.”

Bucky stood, stepping towards you slowly as you stepped away slowly, knowing the minute either of you made a sudden move he would sprint at you. “Doing what?” he asked innocently, “I have no idea what you're talking about.”

He walked towards you more and you backed away. “Bucky…” you said warningly, hands still in front of you. All of a sudden Bucky lunged at you and you started running away. “NO!” you yelled.

You ran around the couch, Bucky following you. He was faster than you, but he was having fun chasing you, a wild smirk on his face. You ran around the couch again, winding up so you were in front of it and Bucky was behind it. Both of you stood there, waiting for the other to make a move. 

“What are we, 5?” you asked.

“You’re the one running from the tickle monster, sweetheart.”

“You’re the one chasing me!” you exclaimed.

You tried to gage whether you could make a break for the bedroom without being caught by Bucky, maybe you could lock the door behind you.

You had to try. You bolted for the door, but of course Bucky was faster than you, attacking your sides with his hands as you tried not to laugh and cave in. soon though, your giggles turned to screeches of laughter as you were trying to push Bucky off of you. 

“No, no - stop! Tha-at tickles!” you said through laughter.

“Why? This is too much fun,” Bucky laughed as he kept on tickling you before he picked you up, tossing you over his shoulder.

“BUCKY!” you yelled, still laughing. He brought you into the bedroom and layed you down on the bed, pinning you down with his hips as he continued to tickle up and down your sides. 

“Stohohop!” you laughed.

“You know what they say - laughter is the best medicine, yeah? I’m only trying to help you, dollface. Now, where else gets you laughing? Up here, right?” he moved to tickle your neck, his metal arm pinning your hands above your head so you couldn’t fight back. You scrunch your shoulder up to meet your neck, barely able to talk through the laughter anymore.

“Oh I know, it was right here -” he said, before going to tickle your armpits. 

You immediately screeched with laughter, unable to move away from the tickles pinned beneath 200 pounds of super soldier. You were laughing so hard that tears were in your eyes, your stomach hurting from the laughter. 

“Stop - stop please - BUCKY!” you began wheezing with silent laughter, running out of air as Bucky stopped his movements, smiling down at you. 

“There’s that beautiful smile.” he said

“Fuck...you…” you said, still trying to catch your breath.

“Aww, I love you too sweetheart.” He bent down to give you a peck on your cheek “Now, how about I go do that laundry for you and we order take out from that place you really like, hmm? That sound good?”

“You promised me a massage too,” you said.

Bucky chuckled, shaking his head slightly. “Anything for you sweetheart.”

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[fallout-snippets]

Dude this is kinda crazy but Companions react to you hatching dragon eggs

Cait warns Sole that the second that thing bares its teeth at her she’ll have its head on a plate. Does not trust it at all, how the fuck does something that big fly?

Codsworth is friendly with all animals but gets pretty tired of putting out fires around them. Tries to housebreak it or at least make sure that happens somewhere where he doesn’t have to deal with it.

Curie absolutely in love with it, thinks it’s the most incredible thing she’s ever seen. They shouldn’t be possible! But there it is! Probably ends up taking care and loving it more than Sole.

Danse just can’t believe it. Why would they do that? Why would they bring another monster, another abomination, to the world? He’s not mad. He’s just dissapointed.

Deacon is a self-proclaimed expert on dragons and gives either tips on how to care for it that are so obvious and vague as possible, such as “gotta feed it! to make sure it grows”, or such outlandish facts about dragons that cannot be proven like if the dragon tailswipes a behemoth super mutant it’ll rain diamonds. Never steps a foot close to the thing though.

Dogmeat is a little jealous of Soles new friend that seems to get everyones attention. Will sulk until he gets treats and pets.

Hancock is wary but thinks it’s a cool little fucker. It seems friendly enough, although obviously dangerous, but people have said the same about him. Is extremely careful, takes Soles lead.

MacCready keeps a nice 10 feet away at all times. Don’t even try to get it close to him. There’s a forcefield around it that’s pushing him back. Stares at Sole but doesn’t say anything. His eyes says everything. “Why?”

Nick is concerned about everyone else. Sole can handle it, naturally. Sole found it and it’s Soles responsibility but that thing is going to grow until it’s everyones problem. Suggests making a pen for it off to the side where it has its own space and people don’t have to worry about getting flambéed.

Piper knows animals can smell fear but there’s just no way to be calm around it. Tries to be cool and pet it but shakes the whole time. Wishes Sole wasn’t such an animal friend.

Preston doesn’t understand how something that was so small (relatively) can grow to be so big. Where did it get the food? Does a body-count twice a day just to be sure. It makes Sole happy though. If people start complaining they’ll have to scooch off to the side though. But won’t banish either one of them.

Strong wants to fight it. Gets upset when told no, gets angry when people say he wouldn’t win that fight. Luckily the dragon doesn’t want to fight and thinks Strong just wants to play.

X6-88, like Danse, asks why. Certainly it’s a tactical advantage to have a giant flying lizard breathing fire on your enemies but it’s also a giant beacon to their location, and a challenge to all the idiot raiders out there trying to prove themselves. Nevertheless, it’s Soles pet and as such will be protected and cared for.

Ada, like Dogmeat, is a little jealous. Not that it’s getting all the attention, but that it’s so much cooler than she is. She doesn’t have claws, she can’t breathe fire. Looks up information to see if she can maybe upgrade herself to be cooler.

Longfellow has seen some shit in his days but this is some shit. Has no idea how to act around it but isn’t necessarily scared. Talks to it like an adult human. Would 100% sit on its back when it’s flying though. #YOLO

Gage reacts much like Cait but has a deeper respect for it than her. This is how they’ll never be defeated again. They can conquer the entire wasteland if they want to, if only Sole would stop talking to it in a baby voice and cuddling it like it was a dog.

[x688plsloveme]

Im on mobile so idk how old the post was but could you do how the fo4 companions feel about cuddles ? Im in a fluffy mood lol

It's chill, it was only earlier today. And sorry in advance if this wasn't what you were aiming towards, I'm not a huge cuddler lol

Ada: Doesn't care one way or the other, although she gets why humans like it so she lets her new friends do it. Physical affection that she does like are pats. Jackson would often do it when he was proud of her. Which was basically all the time. She tries to do it to Sole once in a bout of nostalgia and was quickly reminded how much softer humans are than her.

Cait: Is a tad touch repulsed from all her bad experiences so isn't one for cuddling. The way she shows affection is a slap on the back or a punch to the shoulder. Do the same to her and she'll lay you flat - a fact everyone learned pretty quickly (thanks Deacon). She's only tender with those she truly holds near and dear to her heart. Once she does open up, she's great for it. She likes to hold more than be held. But who would complain with the muscles she has though?

Codsworth: Physically cannot cuddle, but that won't stop Sole from hugging him. He deeply appreciates them.

Curie: Definitely a chronic cuddler. She wants to experience every new thing she can, especially with all her new senses. She'll curl up with anybody that will let her and doesn't have a favourite cuddle position yet. One of two people brave (stupid) enough to directly ask Strong for cuddles.

Deacon: The king of casual touch right there. Him and Hancock get along well. He is 100% the clingy friend and will bother whoever he feels a shred of affection towards until they agree. Whether it's big spoon, little spoon, tangled limbs, or just an arm, he'll get whatever affection he can. He likes to know that the people he loves are still there beside him.

Dogmeat: BRING! ON!! THE CUDDLES!!!!!! A cute puppy like him deserves all the attention and he knows it. Is not afraid to use puppy eyes to get cuddles.

Danse: A tad touch starved. Almost cries everytime someone cuddles with him. He can't believe it because that nagging voice in the back of his head still calls him a monster and he tends to believe it. Almost everyone likes to cuddle with him though cause. Well. He's Big™. Big arms for nice holding. Giant bara tiddies for laying. And is always warm. Plus this way they can help him accept himself more so it's a win win.

Gage: He doesn't mind one way or another but is touched with the gesture all the same. It's not often raiders would cuddle each other after all. Very casual. Pretty much does whatever the other person wants to do. "Lay on your back." "Okay." lays down on him like he's another layer of the couch "Here's a book." "Thanks." And that's that.

Hancock: He's too impatient for actual drawn out cuddles. He likes general skin ship quite a lot though. Whether it's an arm around his friend while walking, a quick hug, or even friendly kisses on the cheek, he's fine with it all. It isn't until he finds someone he truly loves that he'll actually want to sit still and cuddle. Just to bask in his own "sunshine."

Longfellow: Very gruff, does not like people. Cuddles are a big no no. He will, however, ruffle people's hair a lot in the kind way only grandpa's could.

MacCready: He's small enough that cuddles with him feel like wrapping oneself around a cat. They do what they want or they leave but are very cute if settled, much like Mac. He doesn't do it often with how little he trusts people though. When it comes to his son and remembering how little he was hugged as a child, he makes sure Duncan gets plenty of cuddles.

Piper: She's pretty casual about touch as well so she gives out cuddles frequently. Whoever sits next to her will eventually have, at bare minimum, an arm around their shoulders before ten minutes has passed.

Preston: Sunshine boy has trust issues but is also touch starved so as soon as he makes a close friend, he's stuck to them like glue. Even worse if he's dating them. Wants to be touching at all times so he knows they're with him and not going anywhere any time soon.

Strong: There are only two people he hasn't immediately bludgeoned to death when they touched him. Sole, and Curie. The doctor had to sometimes to heal his wounds (with no little amount of complaining from him), but he also thought she was acceptable enough to sate her curiosity when it came to supermutants. He thought she was nice and small enough to not bother him, so he doesn't mind her. Sole explained a concept called "love languages" to him and told him that their main one was physical touch, so cuddles just means that they like him. He thinks being accepted by a cool and smart warrior like Sole in that way is rad as hell.

Valentine: Isn't a fan. Especially with the body he has. Though every one in awhile, if he's in a good enough mood and they (sole, Deacon, Curie, piper) pester him enough, he'll layer himself in clothes and let them cuddle. He can't help but feel fond. The fact that they try so hard to show their affection even if it's inconvenient with his body is very heart warming.

X6-88: He's about as touched starved as a person can get. He wasn't shown a lot of affection at the institute, let alone cuddles. In the Wasteland, with Sole, there are people who would love to buddy up more with him, but mutual distrusts keeps them away too. He thinks he only needs Sole anyway and is perfectly fine with only cuddling them. He's uncomfortable doing it with others near though, so he waits until they're completely alone. He's very affectionate when alone. Eventually, he warms up to some of the others and they get their fair share of cuddles as well. Curie and Deacon show themselves to be commendable.

Any sfw headcanons for any fallout character!

[guardevoir]

Here’s my art summary Meme for 2021! Blank is [here], even though I technically used the 2020 one. 

January: A skull study I never even posted anywhere. I don’t think I drew much that month.

January, Part 2: Johnny and Roy, still not half bad tbh. I also didn’t draw anything of note during February, and this January piece was simple, but passable. 

March: the Gage of Cups, aka the start of my E! tarot project. It’s stylistically outdated as hell and a pretty good indication of how far I’ve come this year, but it’s also still pretty interesting and refreshingly different from my usual stuff.

April: My Monster hunter Rise hunter. Getting more comfortable with a kinda chunkier style and rough colors. 

May: E! Cartoon screencap redraw, still maybe my all-time favorite. Sudden realization that I can draw hands, apparently?? Also the shading and textures and stuff just kinda Worked that day. 

May, Part 2: Oh shit, it’s Mermay: E! edition. I mostly just didn’t have anything nice for June, but also I don’t usually knock out full-body drawings of shirtless people for funsies. So, yay for me figuring out how to human body?

July: Friend’s OC, for Art Fight. Wildly inoffensive more than anything, but I like the more delicate style than usual.

August: Johnny on a camping trip or whatever, Summer of 51′s. I still really love some of the shading here. 

September: More E! Tarot: This time it’s The Hanged Man. SO far outside the realm of the stuff I usually draw - I rarely pay that much attention to visual impact oof

September, Part 2: Another E! Tarot Card: Temperance. I love these tarot cards, they challenge me to draw more unusual stuff all the time. 

October: Very loose E! screencap redraw. This one was fun! Surprisingly easy for the amount of pose going on here. 

December: Johnny and Roy all cuddled up, aka my OTHER all-time favorite. I love this thing. I never could’ve drawn that last January. It’s such a good example of the amount of ease and confidence I’ve gained over the year. 

[yandereaffections]

Double request ooo~ A bit gorey, this is a yandere blog lol

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-let’s get one thing settled

-they’re both possessive

-Bucky and steve are not sharing

-you’re theirs, if they have to start a bloody war over it they will

-for you of course.

-first it will be competition for your affections, then kidnaping, then fighting eachother to get you away from the other wether it’s by murder or not

-separating them into two

Preferring Bucky over Steve

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-you and Steve were at a cafe, Bucky suddenly siting next to you and wrapping an arm around you

-“what was that? Are you two dating or something?” Steve says as a joke

-hands intwined with Buckys, a smile on your face, giggling out a yes

-Steve sits in shock his words playing against him, his face losing all color while his hand clench the cafes cup. Feeling way more than overwhelmed and Buckys smirk of success didn’t help

-his breathing becoming heavier along with your smile dropping quickly becoming concerned. “Steve?” You reach your hand out towards him about to touch his shaking hand before he suddenly jerked back

-“no no! I’m fine! Y/n... I just, I got to go.” Slamming the cup down leaving cracks in the cup and indents into the table as he stands up quickly rushing out of the cafe, everyone staring

-your taken aback, shocked and upset. It shows as your lip quivers slightly

-“well that was dramatic.. baby?” Looking over to you noticing your distress “oh baby no, it’s ok come here” bringing you to his chest, cold metal arm soothing as Bucky rubs your back

-pays for everything and brings you home

-so while Bucky is possesive he’s also considerate, knowing what it’s like to be locked up in one area for who knows how long

-try’s to take you out on a daily basics even if it does risk Steve taking you away, Bucky wants you to be happy with him.

-after the outlash at the cafe Bucky kept his guard up, keeping track of almost everything including Steve

-thinks Itd be better if he’d just kill steve, but Bucky knows that would make you beyound upset

-so instead Bucky just does his best to keep you loving him

-meanwhile Steve is thinking over every single moment he’s ever had with Bucky, feeling betrayed, he stole you from him.

-steve knew you loved him, why would you date Bucky then? Your trying to make him jealous? You did love him? Right? Of course..

-stalks you while forming a plan, every single movement every single breath. Even when your with Bucky, hurting the entirety of Steve’s heart

-Bucky can tell, makeout with you twice as often. Every possesive affection he can possible manage while glaring in the direction Steve’s in

-it’s decided. Steve’s going to kill him.

-how dare he, how could Bucky touch what was obviously his, violating and taking away your purity

-Steve must get you away from this monster

-steals your phone when you and Bucky are separated, texting him to met you up early for dinner at a hole in the wall restaurant.

-a simple ❤️ and “I’ll see you then” was Buckys response

-while you were kidnapped, blindfolded and gaged with your hands tied behind your back. Resting against steves beds headboard tears drying on your face

-a small kiss on your forehead before he left you there, having Bucky to deal with

-Bucky leaning against the wall, already had texted you multiple times that he was at the meeting spot.

-Steve hiding in the shadows, the restaurant basically abandoned waiting for bucky to let down his defenses

-Sighing Bucky shoves his phone into his pocket pushing himself off the wall before being slammed right back into it

-Steve’s face calm, focused, and all over indifferent to the actions he took against Bucky, not leaving even one inch for Bucky to defend himself

-shoving his skull straight back into the brick wall, Steve’s strength doing well to complete his task

-a quick attempt at defense before losing consciousness, and if Bucky were to do it a second earlier he might’ve had a good chance at defeating Steve

-this action was repeated multiple times, until the whole scene was a bloody mess.

-one last throw at the wall before Steve lets go of Buckys bashed in head, quickly getting out his phone and contacting the crime cleanup group he hired

-watching them clean it up thoroughly, a dead stare while he makes sure there’s not a bit of evidence left. Paying them, threatening that he can do much worse if they were to try anything

-coming back home to you, taking everything but the ties off of you, wanting to hear and see your beautiful eyes again

-a cold dead face, blood and bits of chunks splattered across his face and in his hair

-a scream was expected, tears escaping your eyes quicker as you try to get as far away from him as possible

-the man you once knew as a good man siting in front of you on his bed, now covered in blood with a look that confirms what he did

-“Steve, s-steve please, oh god oh please what, what did you do!? Let me go!”

-his hand strokes Buckys blood across your checks, a smile slowly growing on his face as you whimper trying to avoid his touch

-“don’t worry dear.. it’ll be just fine now, all you have to do is love me, I promise.”

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(This fits so well omg)

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Preferring Steve over Bucky

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-PDA TO THE MAX

-Steve keeps you near him, keeping you happy and loved

-getting you little gifts and homemade goodies

-it’s obvious your in a relationship with Steve

-you and steve cuddling on the couch watching TV, hearing the door bell you go to answer it

-holding up plastic bags “Hey y/n! I got us some sodas...” Buckys smile falling seeing Steve with his arms wrapped around your stomach head resting on your shoulder, a expression of a smirk mixed in with a glare

-“Bucky! Hey here let me take those for you.” Taking the bags from Buckys weak hands as he stares at you, everything clicking.

-quickly pretending to take a phone call, holding back his struggling voice. Saying sorry, keep the sodas and avoiding you for the rest of the month

-god you don’t understand how heart broken this child is

-spends days just laying down in his bed, scrolling through old text messages with you knowing exactly which ones make you laugh until you cried

-days just basking in the little items he stole from you, never taking off the one hoodie you let him borrow and forgot about.

-Buckys mourning, reading over all your text the you send, all of them showing your concern asking what wrong

-always wanting to answer them but never gaining the courage to, the fact that your with Steve always putting him down

-a month

-that’s all he needs to bring himself back in pure focus, knowing his goal, knowing what will make him feel better

-it’s you

-it has always been you

-saving Bucky from his past, and you’ll save him from his depression he knows it. Your just distracted right now, right? Your obviously concerned, you love him you do he knows it

-Steve being nothing but a obstacle, a simple obstacle. Takin time and caution getting back into a relationship with you, especially with Mr. Captain America around you 24/7

-starts up his conversations with you again, keeping the relationship alive and well. Maybe better than ever as he does much more research

-puts ten times as much effort into adoring and befriending you, conecting with you in ways Steve could never come close to

-manipulative

-you help Bucky through his toughest times, helping him learn to love and live again. Don’t say your just abandon that because he’s being a bit more pushy than before.

-Steve knows nothing of your conversations, mostly texting you at night and when he’s not around

-becomes your very best friend, climbing the ladder slowly into your love

-you’ll get a strange text from your brother who’s in a different state, saying there’s a family emergency and he needs you to come alone to help with your father

-not wanting to drag Steve into anything to serious you kissed him and took the flight away.

-Steve, now alone and desperate for your touch. All his defenses down.

-waiting for him to walk out of the house you both share, hiding in the bushes with a switch blade in hand and a gun in his pocket.

-Steve first step out the door will be his last, Bucky quickly ambushing him, shoving the knife into his throat, the door clothing behind bucky while he twists and slides the knife down his neck. Quickly bringing out his gun shooting a hole in his head, taking out the target

-taking out a few of your things before setting Steve and the house full of memories with him on fire

-the issue quickly being solved with your family, when you come back to a home that wasn’t there anymore you didn’t know what to do

-hearing Bucky calling from behind you, quickly comforting you when he told you the news

-you lived with him now, everything claimed as a tragic accident while you love him

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A F!SS mentioning a little while back to companions that they wanted to be more affectionate and a little while later they are scooped up by companions and carried to their bedroom to snuggle and stuff?

Sole walked up to their significant other, pecking them on the cheek and offering a shy smile when their gazes met. “I don’t suppose you’d be up for a night in together after I get back, would you?” Their lover nodded, said their goodbyes with a hug and a kiss and watched as Sole walked away, already planning on how to make up for the little time they’ve spent together for these past few weeks.

Cait – Being affectionate was new to Cait, so she really had to push herself into unfamiliar territory when it came to this. But it was for Sole and there was literally nothing in the world she wouldn’t do for them. So when they finally returned from their trip, Cait took in a deep breath and marched towards them in a way that Sole thought they had done something to piss her off. Only, when Cait reached them, they was pulled into a passionate kiss which left them breathless and quite off balance. Thankfully Cait’s arms were wrapped securely around them, otherwise they probably would have toppled over. “Come on, love, I got somethin’ planned for ya.” That ‘something’ was a feast of slightly overcooked Brahmin steak, mutfruit and vodka cocktails along with a candlelit bedroom and a very welcoming bed where they’ll inevitably end up after a night of cheesy flirting, longing glances and tight snuggles. After she crossed this threshold, never to return, Cait finds herself unconsciously touching Sole when they’re out and about. Her hand on the small of her lover’s back, their thighs touching while sitting next to each other. Hell, Cait even made a habit of waltzing up to Sole at random points throughout the day only to plant a soft, promising kiss upon their lips before walking away with a smirk.

Curie – It was hard for Curie to believe that at one point in her life, she hardly had any kind of real understanding of romance and love, but oh was she so very in love now. Countless romance novels had fed her mind full of cute little ideas and things that Curie simply must try with Sole in the future, but when Sole returns home she resorts to the things that she knows Sole adores. Sole will walk into their home wondering where Curie is, only to find a trail of mutfruit petals leading into their bathroom where they find Curie soaking in a tub of hot bubbly water with two sparkling glasses of red wine ready and waiting. Curie will beckon for Sole to join her with a wide, loving smile and she’ll snuggle into Sole’s loving arms, feeling her lover’s body slowly begin to relax while they share soft words and loving touches until the water gets cold.Curie is one of those hopeless romantics, insisting on feeding Sole mutfruit grapes one by one while picnicking together in secluded spots, holding hands whenever they are walking together and she’s even been known to search for the largest, most beautiful flower just to gift to Sole in an effort to show them how much she simply adores them.

Danse – Showing affection is new to the Paladin. After all, it’s not like he can really say to Sole “Good job, soldier” which is the usual phrase used in the Brotherhood to give effect to just such a thing. But nevertheless, he makes an effort for when Sole comes back to him. He greets them at the gate of the settlement with a soft kiss and a warm smile before looping his arm around their waist, walking leisurely back to their home with the intent on sharing a shower together which almost certainly leads to some steamy shower sex.Making love to Sole is his default method of showing affection, because holding hands and allowing himself to be distracted enough to kiss them out in the Commonwealth is just not the way he operates, nor is it something he wants other people to see. But Sole is quite persuasive and often gets him to cuddle them and hold them close when they fib and say they’re freezing cold.

Deacon – As the undisputable King of romance and affection himself, Deacon will waste no time when Sole returns back from their long trip. He lights candles, cooks up their favourite meals and practically picks up them up and carries them into their shared house with a wide devilish grin. From there he plops them on the couch in front of the softly lit fireplace and snuggles with them until their meals are ready. A hot, steamy bubble bath awaits them as does the new leopard print thong Deacon found just the other day. Well okay maybe the thong isn’t for Sole to wear, but it’s for them nonetheless!He makes a habit of swooping Sole away from their responsibilities to both the Minutemen and the Railroad in favour of spontaneous dates that can take them to places like Diamond City and their own secluded boathouse near Salem. Although they probably won’t go anywhere near Goodneighbour for a while, considering the Mayor there found both him and Sole going at it in one of the alleyways near the Statehouse. Yet another perk of loving Deacon – he has Sole rearing to go using barely a word.

Gage – He loves Sole so fucking much, but when it comes to showing more affection to them he’ll find himself struggling quite a lot. Just how the heck is Sole expecting him to become all mushy in the name of love? He knows he loves them, they know he loves them, the entirety of Nuka World knows he loves them, so why does he gotta find just the right damn flower in the desert or write a poem to give to them when they come back to make it known more? Despite his grievances however, Gage will compromise and substitute sentimentality for physical love. A hand on Sole’s ass, a hard possessive kiss and hell, giving them some new kickass gear was a way of showing affection right? And sex, most definitely more sex.

Hancock – Sharing his chems and crashing together in the same bed aren’t displays of affection, he knows and quite often feels bad about. They deserve a lot more than that from him. So, in an effort to give more for his lovely old timer, he’ll tell them he loves them more often, he’ll give them sweet smooches when they don’t expect it and every so often, they’ll find grifts for them waiting in conspicuous places with their name written in Hancock’s signature scrawl. He’ll actually try to write neatly too. He can’t wait to do this for them when they get back from this trip of theirs, when they’ll find him sitting outside the door to Goodneighbour waiting on them with a smug grin on his face like he’s just won the lottery. In his mind, he already has.

MacCready – Growing up, he was never affectionate to the other Lamplighters or at least, not in a way that would suggest anything of the sort. He didn’t want to feel anything for anyone. It was safer that way, easy, because sooner or later everyone leaves or dies or hurts you in some other way. But Lucy and little Duncan changed that belief of his. They made MacCready softer somehow in his heart, less a hired gun and more like a person with actual feelings who saw the value in loving someone else. Sole was the final piece that unlocked the puzzle of his heart and before he knew it, they had him catching himself grinning like an idiot more often every day. He’s the type to wrap his arm securely around their shoulders when walking together, pull out a chair for Sole at a table before seating himself and curling up with them on the couch after their hard day travelling to just relax together. He tells stupid jokes to try and make them laugh because he thinks that’s the most beautiful sound in the world. He tickles them relentlessly because of the same reason, despite the small bruises they half-heartedly complain of the following day. It really is the little things that he does which are a testament to his affections for Sole.

Maxson – He wants to show them how he really feels about them as each day goes by and they fall more and more in love, but his responsibilities to the Brotherhood means that they don’t have the liberty of holding hands and having dinner dates together. Although he will allot a timeslot where he and Sole can walk arm in arm on the shoreline below the Prydwen at noon and whenever they come back from lengthy field missions and dangerous assignments like the one they’re on, he’ll always ensure that their dinner is brought to his quarters and that they won’t be disturbed. However, there are times when he and Sole are tinkering on a gun or something of the sort in Ingram’s workshop, that they’ll forget where they are and how many eyes are on them and accidentally say or do something that would cause even Danse to blush bright scarlet. One time, Sole grabbed Maxson’s ass with both hands before they could even think to stop themselves and one of the senior scribes was so shocked that they almost dropped the Mini Nuke they were transporting.

Nick Valentine – He’s not sure how anyone could find him loveable, with his lovely mug and all. But Sole…Sole is someone to be cherished and Nick makes sure to pull out all the stops when he’s with them. Flowers, boxes of their favourite sweets gifted to them and random moments when the radio is playing when Nick slips his arm around Sole and gracefully leads them into a slow, sensual dance like in the romance movies. It doesn’t take them to be gone for a while for Nick to show his affection for them in this way. Instead, it’s how he always treats them, because he knows from past experience the kind of regret one can have if you don’t do what you’ve always wanted to do with the one you love before it’s too late. He doesn’t care if they’re in public and Sole wants a cuddle or if he’s got too much work to catch up on and Sole needs him beside them in bed, he always choses Sole. After all, he loves them to the moon and back.

Piper Wright – Being the absolute cuddle-monster that she is, Piper will waste not a single second when her Blue returns home. First comes the massive bear hug that leaves Sole giggling like a schoolchild (after Piper nearly tripped over while running to them) and then comes the customary offer of an ice-cold Nuka Cola, before Piper near about drags Sole to her couch for a lengthy cuddle/making out session where they probably end up falling asleep together until Nat comes home and loudly slams the door in her usual fashion.On a scale of 1 to 10 regarding how affectionate she can be, Piper scores a solid 50. Sole falls asleep in her arms and wakes up in her arms, they walk arm in arm and flirt back and forth like no tomorrow, and Sole is near constantly accosted with Piper’s hands one way or another. Whether it be the reporter’s hand in theirs or on their back or on their butt, in their hair or in their jumpsuit…the list goes on and on. And Sole doesn’t mind it one bit.

Preston Garvey – Much like Piper, Sole doesn’t have to ask for Preston to be more affectionate to them, he already is. Every night he strives to make their meals together as romantic as he possibly can, being an old world gentleman at heart who holds open doors for them, holds their hand and defends their honour no matter how small the transgression. Warm smiles are always worn when he gazes at Sole, when he merely thinks of Sole, and it gets even brighter when Sole sees and smiles back. When they finally return from that long crusade of theirs, he is always the first to greet them at the gate. Heck, perhaps the only one to greet them, because he’s shooed everybody else away so that he can have the General all to himself for the rest of the day or evening.

X6-88 – Affection is still quite new to the Courser and he finds himself stumbling over different ideas and methods when it comes to giving more to Sole. He knows cuddling is often the main method, so he waits inside their home for Sole to return with his shirt off and a pair of track pants on (comfortable clothes, Deacon had said), and found himself quite surprised but not at all chagrined when a little while later, he’s left panting after pleasing a suddenly lustful Sole. He is left even more curious as to where exactly the line lay between showing affection and fucking like animals, but settles with the thought that the terms are essentially synonymous.When it comes to daily living, he makes an effort to make Sole feel loved, whether it’s through his subtle flirtatious comments, an approving grin and of course the spontaneous moments just when Sole needs him most, he comes up behind them and pulls them close while resting his chin atop their head. His mere presence around Sole denotes undying affection.

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Amphisbaena.

old novahd monster

A NovaHD monster I was trying to go back to, finally did and made MAJOR adjustments. They used to be attached to each other’s sides and was just a really humanized monster.(I have a friend that is big on conjoined/fused characters, told me the new monster is in the Queen/King formation :0 fancy!)But it still starts at a science facility with the same goal. However, the story is drastically different, I’m trying to make a video, but it might just turn into a comic later. Not sure if I’ll do anything at the end. Just in case I don’t, I’ll write out the story below. It’s long! I’m sorry for any grammatical errors. This is part of a bigger story, I just like to put a twist on characters, my OCs, popular fictional characters (that I also like), and irl people.

Quick note: You can draw the old or new design, but tag me so I can see it! I LOVE SEEING ART!!!

Somewhere in the US rests a science facility named, “Vita Brevis.” Out to make a human’s lifespan longer so we discover more and no relying on offspring to take on our studies. Out for this goal, even if it’s taking so far 50 years.

Tried advanced medicine that either resulting in the subject’s downward spiral of insanity or suicide. Tried diets and life routines that proved to be far from useful. Tried to fuse animals with humans, some died within months and others were a few years. They tried everything they had on their minds, but not fusing two people together.

Some scientists found it a silly idea, other found it borderline retarded. Two lives fused together doesn’t equal to a twice long lifespan, one would repeatedly state. To those that doubted, had no chance against the willing and desperate. So the project went underway.

Two young men were picked for the project.

James Wilson was in jail for a hit and run murder, ending serval lives and injuring a few more. The hit and run seemed to be done on purpose, the people involved seemed to have no relations with James prior the accident. Motives are still unclear.

Aleks Merchant was caught smuggling drugs overseas. He denied it all and said he was set up. All fingers were pointed at him and nothing to back him up. He was tested for using drugs, was under the influence of crack. He came alone but says someone was there, they just missed them. Either they did escape or he’s hallucinating, He was of course put in jail either way.

Vita Brevis contacted the prison and requested a certain amount of prisoners, regardless what they were in for. So Aleks and James were picked for the group, how unlucky.

Once in operation, Aleks and James saw each other, was told to say hi and then count backward from ten. Said small greetings and started to count after getting air masks, getting tired past five. The sleep was like heaven. Felt like nothing was there and just a release of pain and worry. They wished this is what death felt like. They had to wake up to something worse than death.

They woke up in bed, couldn’t feel their legs. They looked down, which happened to look at each other. Sewn together by the waist, stitches still visible. They screaming loud and bloody. Their hands took action before they could think, ripping the stitches and feeling each other’s warm blood cuddle their skin. Organs falling as the blood was seeping out more. A doctor heard their screams and came in just in time to save their lives. 

Worse than death.

When stitched back up, they were put to sleep for a longer time to heal. The two skins forming as one. Now stuck forever.

When awake, they were feed and bathe in warm water. They took small pleasures of watching TV and browsing the internet, of course fighting here and there.

In a few months, Aleks and James had trouble eating. Aleks would regurgitate the food and James would choke on food like if it was powdered cinnamon. James was given wet foods and was fine, but Aleks just kept puking it make up, more painful each time. Feed through a tube, it got down for a moment before it was shot back up through the tube. The force surprised scientists but didn’t at all classify as a breakthrough of anything. So they stop providing food for Aleks, but James seemed to have a bigger appetite since after Aleks’ cut off. So they did and it was much better.

However, one night, the boys were visited by a big shadow of fabric and bones, looking cold. A smaller and more flesh filled figure stepped forward. He spoke, “I see Poppy is still trying to push the monster agenda after my visit. It’s almost flattering... It’s my job, however.” He stepped closer and caressed Aleks’ face. “Don’t worry, Simon is here, I’m here... And you will do everything I say.” He leaned in and whispered into Aleks’ ear, then repeating the same words to James. He stood up and chuckled to show his joy. “Make me proud, Amphis.” The tall figure swung his wings and disappeared with the smaller figure, Simon.

Doing with what they’re told, when the nurses and doctors came in at breakfast with the food, Aleks quickly spit into the bowl of oatmeal. Everyone gasped and was grossed out, but saw the spit was a little orange and gave out a sizzle. James reached for the bowl, begging. The doctors hesitated but gave the bowl. James ate it, surprisingly no gaging and no gross facial expressions, he even seemed surprised. 

After some months, the scientists finally gave hard and dry foods, the two boys able to eat them all. They then started to do physical exercises like pushups, handstands, neutral “standing” form, pull-ups, so forth. They only got stronger from that point, but a lot of things started to happen. Aleks’ teeth were falling out and his tongue was sticking out more, after farther expectation, his tongue grew and only got bigger. James’ teeth got far sharper and seemed to get a few more extra teeth in the back. Their pupils got bigger and as time went on, the pupils covered their entire eyes, making them unable to come out under light. Aleks’ spit/vomit was now bright orange and is extremely toxic, but harmless to themselves. The scientists had to learn the hard way that the acidic saliva was still on the skin of the subjects, making them protected from harm. Their ears got more of a point, but that was the least threatening thing on the list.

Things did take a turn.

One exercise had basketball as the activity. James was on top and catching the ball and tossing it into the hoop. Repeating this a few more times before the boys switch. James leaned back to have his hands meet with the ground, flipping Aleks up. They turn around and meet eyes with the doctor. Aleks caught the ball and tossed it through the hoop, nothing new. When he was on his last toss, the boys staggered over to the hoop, a little uneasy. Aleks quickly grabs hold to the basketball hoop’s net to catch his breath and James to get his strength back. The doctor patiently waited. James picked them up again and Aleks seemed less dizzy judged by his expression. He didn’t let go of the net though and just stared into space.

The doctor spoke, “Hello? Are you alright..? Better come down so you can rest.”

Aleks didn’t move. Aleks did start to cough, having sharp bubbling sounds form in his throat. The doctor tried to talk Aleks to coming back down. Aleks still hasn’t moved. The doctored tried but sighed and pulled out a taser gun, firming and loudly speaking from this point.

“Get down.”

James’ eyes darted to the gun and got his lungs and heart doing overtime. Aleks felt his heart and lungs fasten and spotted the threat. His lungs and heart copied the same speed as James, if not, faster.

“Get down, or else.”

Screaming and alarms went off. Quick loud, “help me!’ filled the room. Outside doctors peered in and saw the scene. The doctor was hushed by Aleks’ overgrown tongue being forced down his throat, stretching his neck beyond the limit until life escaped from his body with a few painful cracks. The scientists kept watching, seeing Aleks then regurgitating into his mouth and throat, disgusting him from the inside out. James then stepped in and started to pick flesh out and eating him, tasting better than the food they served. Almost tasting like heaven. 

“We must stop this! This is getting out of hand!” One scientist shouted.

“No! We can fix this! Keep them alive!” Another shouted.

“Dr. Grise!” The first one shouted at the second one. “We were meant to expand our lifespan, not destroy it with whatever this is!” The turned back to the monster and found the dead doctor already half eaten. “Enough!” The doctor slammed a button, but nothing happened.

A small chuckle filled the building. Something pulled back like wings and revealed the small figure named Simon. Smaller than a human, one big singular eye, green iris. He seemed happy. 

“Thank you for the apology gift, Poppy,” Simon said as his tall figure friend lowered his wing so Aleks and James can climb on. Simon’s eyes got thin, either smirking or angry. “You’re still a bitch, though.” They all disappeared, leaving the half-eaten and acid burned doctor all alone to be cleaned up. 

Worse than death.

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Stronger

Cas x Reader Warnings: Self doubt talk, Dean being awesome, language, some angst Summary: reader is having a rough week, Cas unknowingly hurts her feelings.

This was written for or Kas’ 2.5k dialogue challenge @kas-not-cas

I chose Prompt: #17 with Cas, “I’m sure that sounded different in your head, but please don’t ever say that again.”

Word Count: 1.9K

The past few days had been extremely exhausting to say the least. A shape shifter had taken you hostage for twelve hours, causing all kinds of havoc while wearing a replica of your meat suit. Luckily the guys figured it out pretty quickly, rescuing you from the cage he had locked you up in.

In the same week, Sam found a case which sounded like some vamps. This one should have been an easy, stop, drop and roll kinda situation until you got knocked out during the nest raid and Sam and Dean had to save your ass again.

Normally, things like this didn’t happen to you. This feeling that you weren’t cut out for this life anymore just kept stalking you but the boys could always find away to pull you out of a funk.

You were hanging out with Sam, Dean and Cas in the War room. Laughter flowed from all of you as everyone ragged on each about their screw ups over the years.

“Oh God, Sam, I had forgotten about that. Seriously, Dean wear a fucking condom next time.” You chuckled about the Amazon case.

“Whatever, at least I didn’t get myself seduced by that werewolf or a demon.” Dean joked about his brother’s past relationships.

The jokes kept flying most of the evening, you had finished half a twelve pack when the conversation had hit a lull and everyone sat back and enjoyed the silence.

A few minutes past when the very stoic Cas filled the air with his thoughts, “Women are the fairer sex, correct?”

“Yes, Cas, that’s how we’re perceived.” You took a large swallow of beer.

“Is it not foolish for women to become hunters? Men are stronger than women and most monsters are stronger than men so a female hunter is at an even greater disadvantage. Women shouldn’t be hunters in that regard.” The boys jaws dropped at Cas’ words waiting for you to react.

You stood up, trying not to loose your cool with the inept angel and cut him off before he said anything else to piss be you off,

“I’m sure that sounded different in your head, but please don’t ever say that again.“

With that you left the table and went to your room.

“What the hell, man?” Dean fussed at Cas.

“I was simply stating an observation that perplexes me.” Cas tried to explain.

Sam sat up in his chair, “It’s true most women aren’t as strong as men are but that is why women hunters are so much braver than us.”

“Exactly!” Dean interjected, “Shit Cas, (Y/N) is so strong. She kicks our asses all the time when we spar. She is probably better at research than Sam is.“

“Hey!” Sam called out.

“Dude, it’s true.“ He responded to Sam’s objection, “Since, she has been hunting with us, our jobs have gotten a hell of a lot easier. Women open up to her and men tell her things when she flirts with them that Sam and I just can’t pry out people. She means so much to this team and then you tell her she shouldn’t hunt because she isn’t as physically strong as a guy is. You get your ass in there and fix this.” Dean went off on Cas.

Cas cautiously knocked on the door, “Go away!” You yelled.

“(Y/N)” Cas said quietly as he opened the door.

“Castiel, what part of go away don’t you understand.” You spat as you wiped tears from your eyes while sitting up on the bed with your legs crossed.

“Are you crying?” He asked as he came towards you.

“No, I’m not.” lying to yourself and him.

“I see your tears. Are you crying because of me?” Cas inquired sitting next to you on the bed.

He caught you, so you should just be honest, “Yes and no, Cas. It’s just, I had a hard week and then what you said was very hurtful.” You spelled it out for him knowing it’s difficult for him to gage people’s emotions.

“I didn’t mean to be hurtful. I wasn’t implying that you aren’t good at what you do. I was only trying to state a fact but then Dean helped me to understand that a hunter’s value is not solely based on their physical strength.”

“He did.” You sniffed and looked at him with hopefully eyes.

He surrounded you with his arms, “Yes, he did. You’re smart, brave, and very strong. I am sorry for hurting you.”

You breathed in his warm smell as you nuzzled into his neck. “Cas, it’s ok.”

“It’s not. Your are my friend and I should have never said that. You are very important to this team and to me.” He pulled from his embrace and looked you directly in your eyes. “How can I help fix this?”

“Just stay with me, Cas.” your eyes pleaded with him as you placed your hand on his knee. His warm body pressed against yours and his kind thoughtful apology swirled your emotions for Cas. He was amazingly handsome and you really just needed to be comforted.

“I will stay with you as long as you need.” He rubbed your arm.

He was being so sweet and your hand almost involuntarily moved to his face. “I just need some comfort. Can you do that?”

His deep blue eyes nodded before his lips pressed tenderly against yours bordering on hesitant, unsure if that is what you really meant. He broke away from the kiss, “Was that ok?” He asked.

“Yes, Cas that was ok. Do want to continue?” Your voice was sultry trying to assess his level of interest.

“I would love to continue.” He wiped a tear that formed at the corner of your eye. He kissed you again still gentle with almost feather like touches to your face. It felt like he didn’t want to break you but in that moment that’s what you needed. You both laid back on the bed feeling him cuddle you to his toasty body. The kissing stopped, his arms enveloped you even more as you interlocked your legs to his. Within minutes you were asleep but Cas kept holding you.

Sam and Dean decided they were going to check up on you since you and Cas never returned. When they opened the door they saw you almost curled up in a ball around Cas with the angel’s arms encircled around you. Cas’ head moved from the pillow and signaled them to be quiet and to go away.

“Cas, who was that?” You asked still groggy from your nap.

“Just the guys.” He responded.

“Oh” you weren’t sure what think. You mind was jumbled, you shouldn’t be in bed with Cas, you shouldn’t have kissed him either and now the guys knew that you probably had a moment with him. “You should go, Cas.”

“If that’s what you want?” It should have been a statement but he posed it the form of a question.

“Not really. I don’t want you to leave me.” You protested your own suggestion.

“Then I won’t. Are you worried about us or what the guys will think?” Cas inquired.

“I know it sounds silly but yes. I’ve never kissed either of them or even wanted to kiss them. Now, I feel like I’m going to ruin everything.“ The tears started to form again.

He cupped your face, “(Y/N), look at me. You are not going to ruin anything. Don’t worry about them, they’ll understand.” He shifted his body weight, his thick thigh pressed into your core, his lips collided into yours, now with greater passion and weight behind them. His lips were delicious and tasted like honey and hops. They glided down over your jawline as he whispered kisses into your neck. You giggled as his stubble tickled a sensitive patch of skin. You ran your hand through his hair, his fingers traced down your body to your waist as your legs widened allowing him full access. You moaned feeling his clothed hardened cock against your sex.

“You are so beautiful but you’re vulnerable right now and if you only want me for comfort, I will be here for you. I just don’t want to take advantage of you.” He confessed.

You thought about it. You were almost happy that Cas stopped you, if you and Cas became lovers tonight, you would always be lovers or former lovers and no matter how you cut it and that would change everything. “I do want you, Cas.”

“Do you just want me tonight or something more permanent?” He kissed you, feeling his whole body move on top of you, he grunted a little as his hips made a slow circle into you.

“I want this to be more.” You whispered afraid to say it too loud. He moved from on top of you. You whined in disbelief, “Did I say something wrong?”

“No,” his kisses were more gentle like earlier, “I want to take you out, spend more time with you. I care for you greatly.”

“You do?” You thoughts ran wild, how could he actually like you.

“Yes, I have for awhile. Would you like to go out with me tomorrow night?” He asked.

A smile spread across your face as you drew your swollen bottom lip inward gently bitting it. “Yeah, Cas, I want to go out with you.”

“Good then, I should probably go now.” He kissed your forehead.

“You don’t have to leave. You could hold me if you want.” You voice was still needy. He agreed removing his suit jacket and trench coat and pressed his chest to your back.

When you woke the next morning, Cas had snuck out of your room. You shuffled down the hall towards the kitchen, Sam greeted you while you made yourself a cup of coffee.

“So how are you and Cas?” Sam questioned.

“A lot better.” You smiled.

“I’m glad.” He informed you.

Sam and you were always able to sit in silence and it not be akward. He never forced you to talk even though you wanted to but you didn’t know where to start. How do you tell your best guy friend that you kissed an angel last night but sometimes fate is funny.

”(Y/N), Sam” Dean’s voice brought you out of your own head, “y'all in here?”

“Yeah, we are.” Sam called out.

You started smiling as soon as you saw Cas walk through the doorway with Dean. “We are going on a supply run, you need anything?” Dean asked. You pointed to the list of the fridge. “Got it!”

Cas walked over and leaned in giving you a sweet peck on the lips, “We shouldn’t be too late. I can’t wait to take you out tonight.” You watched both Sam and Dean’s reactions as he pulled away realizing that Cas hadn’t mentioned anything to Dean either.

“Me too.” You grinned, “What time should I be ready?”

“Is seven ok?” His lips ghosted over top of yours.

“Seven is wonderful.” You kissed him back.

As they left, you heard Dean giving Cas a hard time, “Dude, why didn’t you tell me?” You chuckled to yourself.

“So just better?” Sam raised his eyebrows as he asked you.

“Ok we are better than better.” You simply couldn’t stop smiling or thinking about Cas. This was going to be the best date ever.

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Autumn (part 16)

Autumn is sitting on her bed silent. She keeps seeing the vision of Tomas on the floor shaking in pain. After everything Bron left to check on Tomas and had Sharon and Katherine stay with Autumn. The three girls left and went to Autumn's room. No one in the room spoke up about what just happened. Katherine wants to say something but cant find the words. After a while Bron steps into the room.

"I need to speak to Autumn alone." Bron only looks at Autumn. Katherine who usually would protest to stay didn't and left with Sharon. Bron stands in front of Autumn as she sits on her bed.

"Is Tomas ok.." Autumn saids looking at Bron her eyes filled with concern.

"He is still resting. He should asleep for at least three days." Bron saids softly.

"Three days!" Autumn looks at him worried. "Are you sure he is ok?"

"Yes. Lori has handled something like this before. And I can testify from personal experience with the poisoning." Bron saids calmly.

Autumn doesn't know how he can be so calm about it. He just said casually said he was poisoned before like it was nothing. She couldn't understand it. It made her feel more uneasy about the situation. Bron realizes this by her expression. "Im sorry. I forget that for you this is not normal."

"Bron what happened." Autumn looks at Bron concerned. "And I want the truth."

"Alright." Bron sits on the bed beside Autumn. It takes a while to look at her in the eyes. "This wasn't an accident. This was meant to happen but it wasn't meant for Tomas. It was for you."

Autumn feels her whole body go numb. "Me..." She starts shaking. "Why..."

"I don't know. But that night was also meant for you. It was sent here when you were alone in hopes of hurting you." Bron looks down.

"That monster didn't wonder in. It was sent here for me." It hit her as she remembered what he had told her earlier. "You lied to me..."

Bron doesn't look at her. "I did."

Autumn feels like she has been crushed. She was finally getting to know him and she thought they were getting close. This made her feel worse knowing he has been keeping this to himself this whole time. She assumed that he was honest with her and he wouldn't lie to her but now she doesn't know. She feels like she is sinking in the bed. "Why did you lie? Why would you lie about something like this... About something that involves me. My own life!!" Autumn feels actually mad. She has tears in her eyes. 

"I know. I didn't say anything to worry you. That was stupid on my part but that's the only way I know how to look after someone. I never had someone before and I don't know how this works. I have seen my parents together but I don't know how to be with someone myself. I thought this is how you protect someone." Bron looks at Autumn. For once he feels like he really messed up.

"How could you... I thought we were getting close. I thought you were my friend." Autumn had the tears coming down. "When two people are getting close they don't lie to each other. They tell the truth even if that truth can hurt but its nice to know that they were honest." She doesn't look at him. She cant even muster up a glance, she doesn't want to. "Does someone want to kill me? Why? Can you tell me that at least... or are you going to lie to me again."

"I have been trying to figure that out. Since that night I have gotten River and Tomas to find any trace of someone stepping out of bonds. They haven't found anything and neither have I. As for motive I cant be sure." Bron still looks at  Autumn even if she refuses to look at him. "I wouldn't have known to tell you because of how you would feel."

"Is there another reason you didn't tell me." Autumn whispers. She is sniffling now.

Because I didn't want you to leave. He thinks. "No." He lies again.

 She lets out some more tears and holds onto the sheet of the bed. Bron looks at the tears coming down. He has the urge to brush her tears away but he knows he cant now. She doesn't want him close to her. "Please leave." Autumn whispers.

Bron doesn't even protest. He gets up and walks out. He hesitates at the door then finally leaves. When he is finally gone Autumn falls over on the bed and lets out the tears. She buries her face in her pillow crying to herself. She hears the door open. "I want to be alone."

"Autumn we just want to know if you are ok." Katherine walks in with Sharon, Penny, and Missy.

"Did you all know.." Autumn looks at them. "Did you know what was really going on?"

"We did... We just didn't want you to worry.." Katherine walks to Autumn slowly.

"Go away..." Autumn turns from them and buries her face in her pillow again.

Katherine wants to stay but gets tugged by Sharon. They all leave the room sadly. Once Autumn is alone she thinks to herself. She thinks she didn't expect this to happen to her here. She wants to go home now but there is a part of her that wants to stay. She liked it there with everyone having a nice time with them and sharing laughs. Even if everything was so new and different to her she liked learning new things. She felt torn and went under her covers cuddling them.

Bron walks into the council room slamming the doors open. Lord Conner is here in the front. "Your Highness this is a surprise. How can we be-" Lord Connor gets curled into shadows and has a dark pointed end at his throat. Bron stops into the center of the room very angry. The council members are feeling a deep dread and some are shaking. He doesn't was a word and looks at all of them. His shadows grip all of the members neck practically choking them. They are all gaging and some are trying to grip anything to make it go away. A feeling at their hearts is like something is wrapped around it slowly crushing it even if they are choking.

"I tried to do this the easy way to avoid this but not I have just had it with you all." His eyes are glowing in fury. "Which one of you are trying to kill my Autumn..."

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