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[astrologylunadream]

Your First Date with Them♡🍰🌹☕ (Pick a card/Tarot love reading)

Hey it's Lunadream🤗 We're gonna be looking into your reading for your first date with them♡🍫 hope you find your message🌹☕💗

Notice: Only take what resonates because the most important thing is your own judgement!♡ If anything doesn't resonate, don't worry! It's not your message right now <3 (Entertainment purpose only. All rights reserved)

Now, shall we begin~? ^w^ Think of the your person, and pick whichever pile that fits the energy you're feeling~🍫💗

Pile 1🥛

Pile 2🥣

Pile 3🍰

Pile 4🌹

Take your time and choose carefully with the heart~♡

On to the readings —> 💌

Take your time and choose carefully with the heart~♡

On to the readings —> 💕

Pile 1🥛

Sign energy: Adventure, Important, Vent, Magnetic, Alien, 4th house, Saturn, Juno, 10th house, Aries, 😁😩🦇🤐

🍫Your person's energy: Okay pile 1 I'm getting most of you or your person have earth placements but also specifically earth in fire houses so like you know if you're a taurus, virgo, capricorn rising your earth energy will be very prominent in the 1st, 5th and 9th houses of your charts <3 So that's what I'm getting, and I know for some of you.. your person could be in a single period right now, this is most likely from high standards and setting themselves apart from relationships they aren't okay with so they're giving off limits vibes right now oml like they are really starting to limit themselves from cycles aren't serving them🤚♡ This is someone who could be a public figure, like definitely vip vibes for sure. They could be rich and for a good reason too like they just have this drive for succes. I feel like your person is working so hard right now, both of you are and you guys deserve so much praise💗 Your person has such a magnetic aura and it's hard to not go along with them, like they have such commitment and dedication to the things they love.🥰 This could be you pile 1~ They have this passion and zest for life and they just wanna live theirs to the fullest. They're also very helpful and loyal as a partner and they are ready to commit WELL to someone.😊

♥️Your first date with them: Masculine, Optimist, Dress up, Search, Escape, Saturn, Chiron, Mercury, North node, Cancer, 🔦🦅😈♊ Alright so your first date there is gonna be HOT convos for sure oml like you guys are going to be so eager to get to know each other more and talk about your feelings, just making eachother feel so comfortable and understood💞 You and your person will be very satisfied with your dates like after your first one they will definitely be looking forward to the next lol, You and your person get will enjoy fixing themselves up for the first date and going on a romantic getaway with you~ They will really show how much they can provide for you and I can definitely see you and your person planning dates together often like this is so sweet you guys🥺💋💋 Your date could be in a social setting, a double date is likely. You guys might date over the phone or text before you actually go out together haha, you two heal each other through your dates and your person works hard to make you feel safe and cared for on your first date.🥰 Major couple goals with this one!🤯

💌Messages from your person: I want to spoil you (OML😭💸💸), You're the one that I want, You're a genius, You make me high, You're my ideal type, I'm losing myself, I'm not ready for you, You're not ready for me (My god you guys even they're worried you two can't handle the passion you have together cuz it's...wow) Extra cards: Frown, Words, Blood, Cold, Heart, Air, 3rd house, Neptune, 5th house, Vertex (Ok I'm getting holding back vibes now hold up-- you guys pile 1 your person is feeling so intense for you and they don't wanna get out of control rn but like they're trying to keep it in and it's not working😭 and I just wanna tell them it's alrightt like love pile 1 okayy?? Lol)

Thank you my pile 1's! If you feel this resonated, you may tap the heart to claim this message!💌

I hope you enjoyed your reading! ʚ(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )ɞ If you did be sure to let me know pile 1 with the milk emoji~🥛 Thanks for scrolling through, Hugs hugs hugs!! See you in the next reading💞

Pile 2🥣

Sign energy: Neptune, Words, Big, Unseen, Drama, Moon, Aquarius, 8th house, Scorpio, Venus, 🧬🥵🌏🚫

🍫Your person's energy: Ummm okay this one's intense for sure mhm for starters we have a lot of scorpio energy, I'm getting a lot of you your person is a Scorpio venus or venus in the 8th house, aswell as Aquarius venus or moon. This could definitely be a scorpio moon like I'm getting the vibes😨 just like this intense, emotional raw feelings and it's just so beautiful. Your person is sensitive deep down and they probably hide this from you because they don't want you to see that side of them, that vulnerable hurt side they don't want you to see that. And like with the drama coming out lol it's getting real like seriously they are such a dramaqueen aren't they?? They try to hide it from others but like the world is their stage and they're the main lead of the tragic tale lmaooo, This could be someone you met online, they prob stalk your social media maybe they are unpopular or an introvert. I feel like you guys have been intimate before for SOME of you only some!!😭 They may live through your liveliness because they're so shyyy. Also your person could be big like.. in appearance they could have a big frame, big lips... the chest is likely. They are emotionally intense and daydream a lot like they space out often too. Omg they need a hug I feel like–

♥️Your first date with them: Number, Fast, Lay down, Broken, Peace, 6th house, Chiron, Aquarius, Earth, Jupiter, 🤙🎆🍒🧩 Oohh so for your first date it's gonna be complicated my pile 2's😂😂 Your person is gonna have to warm up to you because like, they're so fragile and like they're gonna start by just wanting to hold your hand omggg🥺 You guys might start dating over the phone for sure, like just calling eachother and talking for hours on end, sharing your secrets and feelings. You will fix eachother though and just getting to share your innermost thoughts with one another will be very healing especially for your person guys😍 As for officially going out together, I see a fun wholesome date for you two. Likely an ordinary day, could be summer, and you guys just eating fruit on the beach laying down next to eachother as you watch the fireworks. There will be something to look at in the sky, and you will feel chill and relaxed. You might talk about your past hurtful experiences and how far you've come. You will exchange fears and sad feelings, and your person will understand you like no other.💓 You will ground eachother, and the first date will be complete like you won't be sad when it ends because it went so great and was well done <3

💌Messages from your person: Imagine if I kissed you, You make me feel special, The past is in the past, Do you think I'm cute? Do you believe in soulmates? We can try, Like you would know, I have no regrets (yeppp!!) Extra cards: Ego, Luck, Aries, Decision, Privacy, Scorpio, Fire, 9th house, Eros, Taurus (You guys after your first date your person will definitely want something with you, like they made up their minds and you're the only one for them... even after the date has ended they will be coming back for more time...🤫😈)

Thank you my pile 2's! If you feel this resonated, you may tap the heart to claim this message!💌

I hope you enjoyed your reading! ʚ(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )ɞ If you did be sure to let me know pile 2 with the bowl emoji~🥣 Thanks for scrolling through, Hugs hugs hugs!! See you in the next reading💞

Pile 3🍰

Sign energy: Vulnerable, Leader, Solitude, Hold on, True feelings, Sun, South node, Mercury, 3rd house, Cancer, 🔫👠🌪🎉

🍫Your person's energy: This ones a party animal LOL! I'm getting Leo energy along with Gemini and maybe rising signs in any of those, I see fun and energizing vibes with your person, and they've got a lot to say! But I'm seeing that there's another side to them they don't want you to see necessarily. There's parts of them that are more closed off and secluded, they have a chaotic side that they try to disguise as "having fun" when really they just don't know what the f they're doing😭🥺 Your person has a lot of emotions underneath their outgoing persona, they have such a nurturing side to them like they just wanna comfort someone but they feel so exposed it they do so🙏🩹 So your person is probably already in your life or they have deep feelings already like I get that for them. For some of you I'm seeing like you're part of a team of some sort with this person and like, they feel so pressured to take the initiative and you know, sort of hold everything together because I feel like this person is kind of a type of leader in some way. I feel like they drive others to keep going and work together, this could be someone you were in a relationship in the past and they can't let go of you now, so for some of you this is definitely someone who wants you back💞 Overall I'm getting social butterfly who is secretly a bit of a mess in disguise, hiding their chaotic nature behind a bright smile <3

♥️Your first date with them: Intellectual, Trickster, Secret admirer, Sidetracked, Body, Juno, Pluto, 6th house, Pisces, Jupiter, 🤷‍♀️🎤🐏🦢 Omg so huuuuuge karaoke date vibes rn and I'm honestly seeing a really funny scenario between you two.😂 Like you didn't plan on going on a date, and neither of you were prepared at all and it just like... happens out of nowhere🤯💖 Lol I feel like you two will get distracted by eachother in the middle of whatever and decide "hey let's just go out somewhere today" and then suddenly it hits you and you two both realize "hey is this a date???"😳😳 It's gonna be so hard to stop thinking about eachother after the date too, I'm also seeing some spicy things happening during the date, and one of you might really be captivated by the other's appearance...🥵 They might play it off as a joke when they touch you and pretend nothing happened omg, and my pile 3 this date might be somewhere you frequent a lot but like you will have no clue that's the place your first date with them will be🙊💕 You guys will move fast on this date and it will be so fun and witty too!! Lots of jokes, compliments and spicy convos... you or them may consider marrying the other after your first date with them <3 This could be a secret date that only one of you knows is actually a date!!

💌Messages from your person: There's something between us, Let's take our time, Let them know, I need comfort, I have so many options, You think you're all that, You can't get enough, Please stay single for me (awwww) Extra cards: Doll, Find, Exotic, Chest, Limerence, Capricorn, 5th house, 11th house, Libra, South node

Thank you my pile 3's! If you feel this resonated, you may tap the heart to claim this message!💌

I hope you enjoyed your reading! ʚ(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )ɞ If you did be sure to let me know pile 3 with the cake emoji~🍰 Thanks for scrolling through, Hugs hugs hugs!! See you in the next reading💞

Pile 4🌹

Sign energy: Bouquet, Hate, Tower, Siren, Anonymous, Gemini, Fire, Pluto, North node, South node, 🍷🐇🦄♋

🍫Your person's energy: This is one good looking soul lmao okay we have some really attractive energy right now, this person of yours is so pure and ethereal.😇 Like rapunzel locked away for her glowing hair, they're just so lovely and they maybe keep themselves hidden slightly. You or them be Cancer or Cancer rising/venus/mars, or have Gemini/Scorpio in either charts. I feel like this person has a composite moon in Scorpio with you tbhhh.😂 You guys might have a hate/love relationship too. Your person may be a secret admirer or perhaps you admire them from afar instead, someone is probably obsessed with their energy and my pile 4 it's most likely youuu😍😂 I mean they're soo gorgeous and you might even hate them for it, like I'm getting some jealousy from others with this person. Many people envy their beauty whether it's physical or not something about them is just so alluring and spectacular, like a black hole that just you know sucks you in.🕳🖤 You may have a complicated past with this person, but just know that there's also a future with this person too <3 You have tried to pull away from their energy but it keeps bringing you closer omg you can't run anymore pile 4🙈 They have a graceful presence about them and you know itttt. Like they're a god/goddess or mermaid/merman kind of vibe, they just pull you in and you can't stop thinking about themm💭

♥️Your first date with them: Doll, Sweetheart, Tower, Valentine, Yin, Eros, Leo, Libra, Fire, Mercury, 🙅‍♂️👋🩰🍬 Aww you guys are so cute together sorry I just had to say it because gosh this is such a cute reading this time😍🥰 We have heavy feminine energy for your first date with them, I see one or both of you dressing sooo cute for the first date. Omg my pile 4 may be a little nervous at first but after the first like, 5 mins you guys will be chatting so much in such a sweet soft loving way.🥺 I see coffee shop date or a cafe date, somewhere really sweet and aesthetic too... it's highly likely it will be valentines day or a couple's holiday for you two's first date together <3 You may be somewhere high up like with a beautiful view, it could be a really feminine place that had flowers and cute decorations. Very lovey dovey atmosphere for reeeaal💌💖💋 It will be nice too like you will really have a good time and it will be so well done and expensive (no matter the price), you will feel treated well~ It will be a swoon worthy soft and romantic date like in the movies and your person will look so good too, their hair may be something especially attractive on that day aswell as clothes and hands. They may have their nails done perfectly for your first date with them, Omg a plus you guys definitely might hold hands this time💖 A lot of talking and sharing interests, blushing over eachother, falling in love... You guys will feel so in love with this date it's gonna be so lovelyyy UwU

💌Messages from your person: What if I make a mistake? You deserve everything, I've seen you in my dreams, You've changed, You're playing with fire, I need your good vibes, You let me, I can't explain Extra cards: Smile, Library, Need, Handsome, Reflect, 2nd house, Eros, Vertex, 11th house, Libra (They need you🥺)

Thank you my pile 4's! If you feel this resonated, you may tap the heart to claim this message!💌

I hope you enjoyed your reading! ʚ(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )ɞ If you did be sure to let me know pile 4 with the rose emoji~🌹 Thanks for scrolling through, Hugs hugs hugs!! See you in the next reading💞

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Thanks for reading! \(*^w^)/💌 -Lunadream <3

[theleechyskrunkly]

101 FOLLOWERS!!!!

Guys I genuinely couldn’t be more thankful 🥹 I never thought I’d make it above even 50 followers, so to have reached a milestone of over 100 is just so mind blowing to me. I want to take all of you who have gotten me here, but especially my dearest mutuals, you guys are so amazing 😭🙏

I’d like to give my most special thanks to my irl who introduced me to Tumblr in the first place! @enigmatic-pers seriously THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR INTRODUCING ME TO THIS COMMUNITY PERS, YOURE THE BEST OF THE BEST!!!!

Now on to ALL my mutuals, because you guys are all so fucking amazing I can’t even begin to explain it!

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH @thehollowwriter !!!! YOUR WRITING AND OCS ARE SO AMAZING YOU DONT EVEN KNOW HOW MUCH I ADMIRE YOU 🫵🫵🫵💖💖💖

YOU JUST KEEP GETTING BETTER @xen-blank AND EVEN THOUGH WE DONT TALK MUCH I STILL LOVE SEEING YOU IN MY FEED, APPRECIATE YOU TONS ‼️‼️

YOU ARE GENUINELY ONE OF THE SWEETEST MUTUALS I HAVE @oya-oya-okay WE DONT TALK MUCH BUT I REALLY ENJOY SEEING YOU IN MY FEED AND WATCHING YOUR ART IMPROVE! SENDING SO MUCH LOVE 💕

YOU 🫵🫵🫵 @cyanide-latte YOU AND YOUR SILLIES BRING ME ETERNAL JOY!!! I hope your life is filled with wonderful things and I BEST be seeing more of those silly babies (OCs) of yours 💗💗💗

I EAT UP EVERYTHING YOU POST SO HARD @tixdixl LIKE YOU DONT EVEN KNOW??!?!?!!?! You are like the chill guy (gender neutral) of my mutuals 😭 your energy is so calm and nice to interact with, ADORE YOU AND YOURS OCS 💗💗💗

😈 @distant-velleity you… YOU… YOOUUUUUU GRRRAAAAAAHHHHHH My brother in arms when it comes to OC torture, peak interactions but your taste is questionable Kai 😄 (fishkisser 🫵/neg)

I sense your presence and wish I could marry you (we’ve divorced twice) @elenauaurs your art tips on drawing what I feel like are marvelous, you’re genuinely a very caring person and I LOVE LOVE LOVE you energy. Love you to bits Elena 🫶🫶🫶

We didn’t interact much, but you’re an oddball just like me fr, and for that I like you 😈🫵 @nahelenia

Bro. Bro. That are you made of Aurinelle? Literally my reference for everything. If someone asks about him? I show him that image. You are FUCKING AMAZING!!!!! FOREVER CREDITED YOURE SO FUCKING AWESOME 🔥🔥🔥 @ghostiidasponk

SHOOPYYYYYYY AAAARRRRGHHHHHH @boopshoops YOURE SO COOL AAAAGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!! I actually adore your art and the effort you put into your OCs, you’re very cool and one of my favorite twst artists out there. Keep it up 💞💞💞‼️‼️

We haven’t interacted in a while, but your art is honestly so cute and funny!!!! I love your humor and you’re honestly great <3 @saikira999 HOPE YOU GET MORE RECOGNITION FOR YOUR SKILLS IN THE FUTURE <<33

*stares deep into your eyes with my scary brown orbs 👁️👁️* Well, well, well… If it isn’t one of my favorite artists whom I didn’t even realize I was mutuals with for the longest time ever 🙂 @oathofoaks YOU PRICK I DIDNT EVEN KNOW YOU HAD A SECOND BLOG FOR THE LONGEST TIME 👹👹👹 anyways. YOURE SO FUCKING COOL AND AMAZING YOI DONT EVEN KNOW!!!! Def top 3 favorite twst artists, without a doubt! its an honor to be your mutual ☺️☺️���

MY MOOTHEERRRR!!!! MY ELDER SIBLING!!!!!!! AND EVERYTHING IN BETWEEN!!!!!!!! @twistedwonderlandshenanigans my top notch cheerleader (and opp because those chanclas hurt 😢😢😢) you have NO IDEA how much I appreciate you being in my life. Your encouragement and sweet words of comfort bring an immeasurable joy to my days, and every time we interact I get EXTREMELY giddy. LOVE YOU TO PIECES V 💞💞💞💓💓💓💓💖💖💖

Literally my other half because who tf is you and who told you you could match my freak 🤨🤨🤨🤨 @lumdays I hope a boulder falls on your head and Jade Juca Leech appears to save you <3 /aff

HIIIIII DARLING 🤪🤪🤪💖💖💖💓💓💓 @amatsuchan-eiliniel literally so lovely, sweet, and amazing 🤩 I want you to know I love you so so much, and you will forever be THE ROOK TO MY VIL <<<333 🏹👑

Another moot who I don’t interact with NEARLY as much as I would like to, but I appreciate you regardless @br3adtoasty your art is MESMERIZING 🤩🤩🤩‼️‼️‼️

HIIII ELLIS HIHIHIHIHI @starry-night-rose my coquette pink girl comrade ALL THE WAY!!! Love love love your sweet kind energy, you’re truly adorable and I hope for great things in your life 💓💓

[gremlintheslut]

Forever theirs

Redone

Chapter 2 the bite

Dead dove do not eat.

Master list

Summary- reader wakes up with a painful and mysterious wound. What is it from?

I wake up to an unbelievable pain in the side of my neck. I am even more alarmed when I see the blood. It has soaked my pillow and half of my shirt. Some of my hair is sticky with blood and gets stuck to my face when I sit up. I crawl out of bed and stumble to the bathroom.

I pull the sticky strands of hair off of my face. I push the rest away from the left side of my neck. I try to inspect the area but I cannot see well due to the blood. I take the hand towel off the wall mount and wet it. I wipe off as much blood as possible before soaking and staining the towel.

I can see my wound now and my nerves do the opposite of settling. My heart beats fast. My imagination goes wild as I stare at two holes in the side of my neck. Vampires  aren't real. They're not. This is a joke. Such a bad joke that the jokester themself won't take credit for it. Blood begins to drip before it begins to pour out of my neck. I press the towel to my neck to make it stop.

I put my thoughts on hold and begin looking for band-aids. It takes me a while but I find some. I take more towels out of the hallway closet and walk to the bathroom. I wet some of the towels and clean myself properly. I dry with the dry towels and place the band-aids over the wound.

Now that the panic is over I am hyper-aware of my wound's side effects. I am dizzy, my head is pounding, and my legs feel like jelly. Of course, this shit show has made me late for work. I wish I could call work and fake a medical emergency. One that doesn't seem fake or like a psycho having a breakdown. But, I can't. You have to work to be paid.

I do my morning routine as fast as possible. I try my best to ignore the side effects of my injury and my injury altogether as I leave the house. I check the time and realize I might be able to catch a bus. I try to speed walk to the bus stop but I am almost completely unsuccessful. Unfortunately, my weak-legged speedy shuffle wasn't enough. I stand on the corner and watch the bus drive away from its stop. 

I feel tears in my eyes as the unbelievable pain returns. I struggle to stay on my two feet. I am so dizzy and I think I might pass out. I begin to stumble backward and I feel two arms hook themselves underneath my armpits. I am glad I was caught by some and hopefully by someone willing to get me proper help. "you alright there lass?" I hear that same annoying yet hot Irish voice.

"fuck off" I mutter never feeling worse than this in my life. I feel him peel back one of the band-aids and look at my wound. "god damn it Rhea" he says. I am too out of it to question his words. In the span of a second, I am no longer concerned about his words. I am concerned about the fact that we are somehow now standing in my room.

He takes the blood soaked pillow off of my bed and pulls the blanket up to cover the blood that had seeped through my pillow. He lays me on on the bed. "I'll call your work and tell them a lie about you having some head injury," he says taking my phone out of my pocket and rushing out of the room. I want to thank him but I still cannot talk. I continue to internally freak out as I cannot do so externally.

I lay still and try to keep myself from passing out before he returns. I am successful and I watch him walk over to the side of the bed. "if anyone asks you slipped and hit your head on the wall and woke up in the hospital" he says kneeling next to me. He places my phone on the side of the bed.

"you're gonna be alright," he says as he leans over to hug me. I want to reject it but I can't. We sit in silence for quite a while and I begin to find comfort in his actions. He moves away from the hug and looks me in the eyes.

"I know about edge-"

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Sorry if it's short love ya-gremil💗💋💞

[babsvibes]

002 : mudflap and critter?? 💞💕💓💓💞💘💘💖💞💓💗💓💝💘💘💘💞💓💝💝💘💘

(do you know how much restraint it’s taking to not ask for tinimmy??? i might die)

Guess what? I'm going to answer for tinimmy anyway because there's no need to explain why I think the two hottest people in this show (Mudflap and Critter) should bone

When I started shipping it: DT posted art of Jimmy Jr. playing with Tina's hair and from then on I was like..... now wait a minute. That and the jealousy moment in The Land Ship!

My thoughts: They really are the pinnacle of teen romance. Like making mistakes, crossing boundaries, pretending they're adults, and feeling so so much that they can't express. It's all about growing, and I think there's something beautiful about learning with each other. Plus, a function of romance is that you build your life together so what does it say that they grew around each other?

What makes me happy about them: They're dumb, next question

What makes me sad about them: I guess that no matter what happens with them on screen, someone is going to complain and it's like... shhh it's okay

Things done in fanfic that annoy me: I can't say that I remember ever being annoyed about a fanfic I've read of these two? To be clear, "of these two" as in made for this ship, not spite fic

Things I look for in fanfic: I was going to say a happy ending, but Caroline wrote that knock-out angst piece that made me crave more. I do love the sweet moments though, the moments that happen offscreen

My kinks: They hit allll of my favorite jealousy kink notes

Who I'd be comfortable with them ending up with: Probably Zeke for either one, but Tina and someone she meets in the future is good with me too. I'm pretty flexible on my Tina ships

My happily ever after for them: I just want them to dance together and everything goes right for one night, is that so much to ask?

[sxfterhearts]

🎲 + 🪐 + ☁️ sending in more asks bc I adore you and I’m curious <33 also who is your got7 bias?? I used to love them back in high school. I recently listened to their music again and ughhhh I miss them so bad lol

omg ur so precious 🥹����

🎲 : what stops me from writing more in my free time?

honestly, sometimes i just get lazy HAHA i don’t think im a slow writer per se but i do get distracted easily… and i work, so it’s mostly just a balance of whether i have stuff to do after work and whether i hv the mental capacity to write something that’s decent enough to be read! i think im doing alright tho :)

🪐: 3 good things in my life

love this question!! as cheesy as it is, p1h is defs one of them 🥰🥰 i spend a lot of my free time now watching their videos (which always makes me cackle) or listening to their music! another thing is i personally am quite happy with where im at in life? its a nice equilibrium and im comfortable with how things are like. and lastly im grateful to be living where i am doing the job that i have and that my friends and family are healthy ❤️

☁️: explain my username

HAHA so im from the era of social media where everyone replaced the vowels in their username with x……. bruh showing my age. but yeah its basically soft hearts but o = x so sxfterhearts (i think sxfthearts might be taken already) 💗💓💞

also got7 bias as mentioned is jinyoung!!! the one and only. I LOVEEE got7 and their music and they are also just a group of comedians 🥹 (that video where Jackson made the healthy shake with chicken breast?? JAIL but has me wheezing every single time) there’s so many great songs, but i think you calling my name is ICONIC and tomorrow today is just perfect!!!

[jinxthejubilee]

I just recalled a answered ask you did where you said Joe would most likely be the perfect match for MS if either of them would have someone, and purely based off a world where PS and Dal aren't the only ones to fall in love (and Hock and Veil lets be real-) in the line of work, how would their relationship bloom? I kind of see them meeting before in the past since in myth canon Hades is Ursula's uncle?? It's kind of like how I see MS and Farja meeting before since Hades and Jafar are friends

That's a really good question, actually. I personally don't see them knowing each other beforehand, though that is a decent idea. And I don't see them ACTUALLY getting together in canon, but if we were to run with the idea, I feel like it would look something like this:

Their Personalities 🐙 ➕️ 🔥

Starting off with the basics, these two hardly interact at first. They're both pretty distant and aloof.

But they do have certain things in common:

They're both hard workers but pretty apathetic to the world around them.

They both can't stand their bosses (although in different ways).

They're both sarcastic and see the world through a negative lens.

Finally, they both have the potential to grow and find their humanity.

Now, what exactly do I mean by "humanity"?

Well, my interpretation of Ms. Hades has her as a creation of Hades himself. Someone who doesn't fully understand humans and life in general, having been surrounded by death for thousands of years.

Joe, on the other hand, has lost his passion and zest for life after he signed away his freedom to Ursula. He sees no point in chasing after dreams that died a long time ago.

However, that could change.

Bonding 💞

It's not your typical cutesy romance like Dalma and Pretty Scar. It starts off slow and is mostly seen in the background. Think Rigby and Eileen from Regular Show.

MH would most likely find Joe slaving away at his paperwork. She probably wouldn't help him the first few times. If you've ever seen her on the stage show, she's more inclined to just let people do what they want.

But that doesn't last long. It's affecting his health, and in the long term, it would become a much larger problem for the others to deal with, so she decides to help him.

Joe is fairly reluctant to have her help him, seeing as he's not too comfortable around women, but he respects her enough to allow her to assist.

This just develops into a thing they do almost every night, regardless if there's actual work to be done.

Eventually, he becomes more comfortable around her and will likely explain his grievances with Ursula. Likewise, MH will complain about Hades and the unfairness she and Joe experience.

Over time, they open up about their pasts, share stories, what their respective worlds are like, share some wine or early morning coffee, it becomes less of a colleague relationship and more a friendship.

They enjoy each other's presence. And that's a gift in and of itself. They've actually found someone that they can be at peace around.

MH often wants to experience different things and allows Joe to get out of his comfort zone at a reasonable level.

Joe, meanwhile, will go out of his way to help her in any way he can. Whether that be paperwork, replacing her old and possibly burned fans, or protecting her from outside threats.

That last one goes both ways, especially since Joe, at first, was a nervous wreck when confronted by a threat. He would hide behind MH and Malfie mostly. But as he got more confident in himself, he now uses his tentacles to shield whoever is near him. It's subtle, and he would deny it if anyone asked, but it's a sign that he cares. And he does it a lot around MH.

Overall 💗😌💗

They never say it out loud. But that doesn't mean that they don't acknowledge it.

Again, it's a very slow burn. They're mature people. They're not the wild, crazy, and lovey dovey types. But they realize that love can actually be achieved by people like them.

It's a love woven in respect, peace, admiration, and care. They are each other's hearths. Someone to go home to after a long day.

Which makes it all the more heartbreaking that they have to leave each other to go back to their respective worlds. Or, so you would think.

They would miss each other, yes, but that wouldn't be the end of things. After they play out their movie's plots, the adventures continue still.

They join with their fellow recruiters in helping one another out if something goes wrong in their world.

They might go back to Disneyland/the normal realm to visit.

Heck, if this is playing by Kingdom Hearts or Descendants rules, then their worlds could be interconnected in some way. It wouldn't be impossible to seek each other out.

In the meantime, however, they would send notes and gifts to each other regularly. Nothing extravagant, but very sweet and special.

I might make an actual page out of this one day, but this will suffice for now. Hope this answers your question!

[wave2tyun]

hii love~~~ i've been following you for a while now but i never got the courage to send you any messages😞😞😞😞

i wanted to tell you that your work brings me comfort especially when i'm having a bad day although it makes me wonder if i'll ever get to experience that kind of love </3333 i'm almost 22 and i've never been in a relationship it's like a constant stage of yearning and i was wondering how is it for you😭😭😭

if you feel uncomfy talking about it it's totally fine!!!💗💞💓💞💗hope you're having a great day💞

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omg hi hiii!! :D💕💕 first, i want to thank you so much for coming to tell me this!!!!!😭😭😭😭😭💓 it really makes my heart feel warm to know that my works are able to bring you some ease:(<333💓💕💖💞💕💖💘💖💓

and second!!! i do feel okay talking about this so don't worry!!!!🫂🫂🩷 i'm gonna add a "read more" cause i've rambled quite a lot, i'm sorry!!! >< i still feel like i've got even more to say but i was afraid this was getting too long andbdjsb😭 and please!!!! do feel free to agree/disagree, relate or not relate, let's have a comfortable discussion!!!! i'd love to talk more!!! :D<33💕💕

to be honest, the more i grow up, the more it feels like love gets even more of a complicated topic for me to navigate through. i’ve spent most of my life daydreaming about it rather than actually experiencing it, have only been in one relationship, and have rarely had people show romantic interest in me. and it leaves you with a weird feeling, when it seems like you constantly see it happen to everyone around you, except for you. it got even harder as i got to uni and heard of other people’s experiences with love, or of their relationships that they’ve maintained for already a few years now. i’ve always been a firm believer that there is “a right time for everything”, but doesn’t it get frustrating? sometimes it makes you wonder if there is, somehow, something wrong with yourself. would self love make it all feel better? i thought it might, but it’s hard for me to feel fully satisfied. i also feel like no matter how much self love i try to practice, i just can’t deny that part of me that constantly screams that it wants to be loved by someone, that kind of connection just can’t be replicated by anything else. i can’t dismiss it, i want to be loved and missed and wanted, and it’s in the middle of the night when i get most fed up with the waiting and loneliness. i’m actually very scared that if a long-lasting love doesn’t happen to me in my early twenties, then i’ll be at a risk of missing out on it my whole life. a more reasonable part of me says it’s not true, that love can happen anytime- and i try to be more comfortable and appreciative of my own presence, but it’s still a fear that i just can’t shake off entirely

[zepskies]

Omg really? Wow, thank you so much. That's honestly amazing to me, considering this was one of the hardest for me to write in Smoke Eater. 💞

(But after reading your wonderful review, thank you for making me cry. 🥹💗💗)

First of all, please don't apologize for the heartfelt thoughts you want to share with me. No matter how long or short, I love hearing what you think about my writing, and this is genuinely one of the best reviews I've ever received, because I can tell it came from the heart.

What's crazy is my mom and I also used to watch Chicago Fire together when she was trying to recover from surgery (where she had terrible complications and wasn't well for a long time). It became her comfort show, and I was happy to introduce it to her/have that bonding time where it kept her from thinking about her pain. But I'm so glad you thought to come here to perk yourself up after a rewatch.

honestly I have so many thoughts for each wonderful chapter but I would feel super guilty for spamming :’) this chapter in particular though, hits me harder than anything i’ve ever read before — not in a bad way!🤍

lol girl that's the best kind of spamming. I'd never be upset with that! 😂 Oh good, I'm glad it doesn't hit in a bad way. I was concerned about that for readers when I was first posting this part of the story. 💙

my mom had epilepsy, and I was her caretaker pretty much my entire life. I connect so much with this story because it, feels like i’m reading a mirror, if that makes any sense at all. with all the doctors and the worrying, it’s written so authentically, which is understandable after reading your author’s note. i’m so sorry you’ve experienced such difficult hardships and losses yourself honey, I offer my sincere condolences. and i’m sending you the biggest hugs 🫂🤍🤍

I'm sending you the biggest hugs right back, friend. I'm so sorry about what your mom went through, and what you went through too. Being a caretaker is not easy. I've seen it enough in my family that that's what I drew from in order to write this, so I'm glad it felt authentic to your experience. 🫂💞

now these lines/parts specifically had me crying like a baby lol. december of 2021, my mom had to have surgery at the start of the month. her recovery was going a little slow, but well. however she passed away overnight, 2 days after christmas, completely unexpected. the day before she had been doing so well too— she had more energy and was more mobile without needing as much assistance. came to find out later that’s something nurses call a surge? :/ either way, those moments in particular really tugged at my heartstrings ❤️‍🩹

I'm so sorry for your loss, my friend. It is blind sighting when it comes so unexpected like that. I haven't shared this publicly, but something similar happened with my grandfather this past December. His health declined suddenly, to the point we had to take him to the hospital. After seeming to get better after a few days, he went downhill even harder, and he passed away in mid-December. It's not the same thing as your situation, but I understand the feeling of "why did this happen like this?" But now he's at peace with my grandma. And your mom is free from her pain and discomfort too. ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

this line too. I felt this way for so long after my mom died. I didn’t get the final cause for a while since she passed at home and not at a hospital, and to this day I wish I could go back. wish I could’ve done something different. but SUDEP (or, sudden unexpected death in epilepsy) is completely unpreventable so far. I just find it so cruel that this illness I spent my whole life helping her with, ended up taking her anyway and nothing I did mattered in the end. so reading that line, how she broke down, and everything she had been holding in, it really made my heart ache but I also felt less alone in a way.

And I'm sure you did everything you possibly could, just like the reader in this story. 💞 I didn't know about SUDEP, but I have a family member who takes medication for his epilepsy, so I'm going to be reading up on that. I'm so glad that this simple line made you feel less alone in any small way -- I also thought when I was writing that it not only fit what the character was going through, but that other people who've been caretakers for a family member like this would be able to identify with this feeling as well.

everything that followed, it’s like reading a reflection. I shutdown and just went through the motions afterwards too, but ohhh how nice it would’ve been to have a dean ❤️ his support, how he takes care of her, it’s so heartwarming. and it’s really comforting to read. <3

It's that awful "autopilot" thing that somehow allows us to get through the aftermath, in a way, right? If only we could all have a Dean to support us in those moments. Somehow, reading hurt/comfort fics help me feel better too though. 💓💓

a lot of my family distanced themselves afterwards which, it is what it is. that being said, the sentiment in this story of family isn’t always blood resonates with me a lot. my support system is really small, but they chose to be there for me unlike my blood relatives so, that theme in this story means so much — the way dean’s chosen family shows up for her as well, it’s so sweet. 💖

Ugh really? I'm sorry to hear that. 💙💙 But thank you for pointing that out -- that is the overarching theme of this story, a la SPN style. 🥹 Your chosen family can be just as powerful, if not more, than your blood family. And in this story, Dean's family is basically "adopting" the reader/you into it. 💕

I guess the gist of what i’m trying to say, is I wholeheartedly adore this series and it truly means so much to me 🤍 I appreciate your work so much, and I love the unique feeling each piece of your writing brings 💗💗 I know I may sound like a broken record but truly I don’t think I can ever put into words how much I love your blog. you are an absolute sweetheart, truly a light peeking out between cloudy skies 💞

Wow, I really did tear up of happiness. Thank you. 🥹🥹 I appreciate you right back for reading this story and connecting with it like you did. And I'm so glad that you enjoy my blog!! I've only been here on Tumblr for about 2 years actively, but connecting with people like you is what's keeping me here, and honestly gives me energy to write and express myself when I'm going through hard times.

This chapter specifically was very difficult for me to write for multiple reasons, as you saw in my AN, but again it makes me all the more grateful that this is the chapter you connect with the most. I'm very sorry for your loss though. I'm really touched that this story can give you some small comfort. 💞

(And no it's not too much. Thank YOU for taking the time to share this with me.)

Smoke Eater - Part 11

Pairing: Firefighter!Dean Winchester x F. Reader 

Summary: Dean Winchester is the cocky, but well-respected Lieutenant at Firehouse 25. He leads by example, but he’s also known to break a few hearts. He’s starting to crave something he’s never had, though. Something stable. Something real. 

That’s when he meets you, on a truly terrible day, trapped in a rickety old elevator.   

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Word Count: 5,400 Tags/Warnings: Major angst warning. But also major hurt/comfort.

Part 11: “Heart of the Home”

You sat very still.

Your hands were gripped together in your lap when the doctor entered. He was tall and lean and blonde, and he would’ve reminded you of your boss, except this man had a kinder face.

You were sitting on the edge of your grandfather’s bed, hoping the doctor would say the bloodwork and scans came back fine. That they wouldn’t need to admit George into the hospital for further testing. That he could go home in the morning.

But your life had never been quite that easy.

“Okay, George. I’m sorry, but we need to admit you,” said the doctor.

He explained that while the malignant tumor of his cancer had been removed last year, the scans that had been done last month hadn’t been able to detect the bright spots now formed on George’s lungs and lymph nodes.

The oncologist would have to confirm, but you all knew where this was headed. Likely those “bright spots” were tumors.

George nodded slowly at first, taking it all in. He asked what his options were, as far as treatment.

“Your oncologist will go over those options with you,” the doctor replied. “We’re going to move you up to Oncology shortly.”

George thanked him.

And you sat very still. 

A hand fell on your arm, finally earning your gaze. George’s face was oddly calm, though the worry in his eyes was for you. You realized that he’d gently called your name, though you hadn’t heard him. Your ears were ringing.

His mouth parted to tell you something, but nothing came out. So instead, he tugged you into his arms, and he heaved a long sigh.

“I guess we’re here again,” he admitted. He let out a chuckle. “The Lord does like his tests…but maybe that car accident was a blessing in disguise, huh?”

You heard his voice, but your mind was buzzing—mainly with the doctor’s words, and with a bone-deep feeling that threatened to consume you.

Your car, your fault. Options, again. Here again.

Your fault.

When you didn’t answer, George pulled away a bit to give you a questioning look.

“Sweetheart?” he tried. You laid a hand on his arm.

“You still haven’t eaten dinner, have you?” you asked. Neither had you, for that matter. “I’ll get us something that isn’t rubbery turkey.”

George blinked at you, confused, with a growing edge of worry.

“Isn’t Dean getting your meds? Why don’t you wait for him to—”

“I’m fine,” you said, already getting up to grab your purse. “I’ll be back.”

George called your name again, but the ringing in your ears was now pulsing in time with your heartbeat.

You made your way down the hall to the lobby at a brusque clip, even with your neck brace on. You didn’t see Dean, but he certainly saw you as he was walking back into the hospital. Frowning, he followed and called out to you.

You slowed when you saw him, and he soon caught up with you. He rested a hand on your back.

“Hey, where you goin’?" he asked.

“We haven’t eaten in a while. I’m going to the cafeteria,” you said. Though you seemed distracted, your eyes meeting his only briefly. It triggered a small spidey sense running up Dean’s spine.

He gave you your prescription pain medication, which you took with a small “thank you.”

“Everything okay?” he asked. “How’s George doing?”

“Fine. He’s resting,” you said. And by the look of you, that seemed to be true. But he spotted the tremble in your hands when you took the pill bottle package from him. It made him stop you when you tried to keep walking down to the cafeteria.

“Okay, you wanna run that by me again?” Dean asked.

You frowned, and your brows knit together. “What?”

“Is there something going on?” he pressed.

You sighed, but you didn’t answer him. You looked exhausted, and like you’d rather swallow your own tongue than speak. You shook your head and laid a hand on his wrist.

“I’m fine. Dean, thank you for everything you did tonight, but you still have to work tomorrow. Go home, get some rest,” you said.

You turned from him again. That was your first mistake. He reached out and grasped your hand to stop you.

“Hey, wait a minute,” he said.

“What?” you said in irritation. Your second mistake was not being able to look at him.

Dean was frowning in earnest now. Worry clawed in his gut, which was also telling him not to let you walk away from him. His grip shifted to hold both of your arms and move directly in front of you. He dipped his chin, trying to get you to meet his eyes.

“Come on, sweetheart,” he said gently. “I need you to talk to me.”

You inhaled a shuddering breath. A wave was rising inside you, threatening to pull you into its undertow. Your eyes burned, red and shining. Dean finally saw it when you raised your head, what little you could. Your mouth began to quiver, looking into his eyes. And it was done.

You could no longer be still.

Dean held you when you fell apart in the hallway.

Dean called out of work the next day to stay with you and George. Gordon would be acting Lieutenant until his next shift, and Dean was sure the man would take full enjoyment out of it.

He couldn’t care about that right now though. He felt that his place was here, being your quiet wall of support while you and George and the oncologist talked about treatment options.

“Normally, at the stage we’re in, I would be recommending chemotherapy,” said Dr. Benton.

“Normally?” you echoed.

“At the rate this is progressing, the treatment would have to be aggressive,” he said. His gaze focused on George. “However, at your age, and the current state of your overall health…at this point, I don’t think the rigors of treatment would be worth diminishing your quality of life.”

“What are you saying?” you asked. Your voice cut like a whip, earning the other men’s gazes.

George was the first one to lay a hand on your arm. “You know what it means, honey…he’s saying it ain’t worth it.”

“Of course, it’s worth it,” you retorted. With your brows furrowed and lips pursed, your eyes went from him to the doctor. “Just because he’s older, we shouldn’t even try? Is that what you’re saying, doctor?”

At that, even Dean drew closer to lay a hand on your back. Meanwhile, George squeezed your arm.

Benton shook his head gravely. “That’s certainly not what I’m saying.”

“How much time would I get, if I started treatment,” George asked, before you could volley further with the doctor.

Benton met the other man’s gaze.

“I’m going to be honest with you, George. You may get a few more weeks, or even a few months. But that is a best-case scenario.”

Dean drove you all home that day, after George decided to formally waive treatment. Both men knew you were angry in your silence, but neither one wanted to press you. Dean was too wary, and George was too tired.

Once he was settled in bed, you hadn’t even left his room yet before you grabbed a notepad off his desk and wandered into the hall. You started to make a list of things you still needed from the grocery store, among other things. Dean took that piece of paper out of your hands.

“Good. I’ll handle this,” he said. “Meanwhile, you can get upstairs, take a shower, take your meds, and get some sleep.” 

You frowned at him. “You haven’t slept either, Dean.”

“I’m used to it,” he said, giving you a wink and a slight smile. Overnight shifts could be a bitch at a firehouse, but Dean was no stranger to having his sleep interrupted.

“Listen to him, honey. He’s speaking sense,” George called from inside his room. The bedroom door was still open. He was settling into his bed while trying to stifle a cough. He sipped at a cup of water you’d brought for him.

Still, you looked reluctant. Dean held your arms and pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“Come on,” he said. “You were in an accident yesterday. You’ve had one hell of a night. You need your rest, or you’ll be no good to anyone.”

And if you pushed yourself much more, he worried that he’d have to take you right back to the hospital. Dean would rather not have that scare so close to the last one.

He brushed your cheek with gentle fingers. With the limited mobility your neck brace provided, you did your best to look up at him. Your eyes were softer.

“Okay,” you breathed.

“Okay? All right, good,” Dean said. You held onto his jacket for a moment, leaning against him.

“Thank you,” you whispered. You felt the burn of tears behind your closed eyelids. A few of them squeezed past and slipped down your cheeks. Dean held your face, brushing the tears away with his thumbs.

“Hey, I’m here, all right? Just let me help you,” he said. “You can lean on me when you need to.”

“I haven’t had that in a long time,” you admitted. “Part of me doesn’t know how to lean.”

“I get that,” Dean said. But you both knew that there was a long and difficult road ahead. He knew he didn’t have to remind you of it. “Whatever you need, you just tell me, okay? If nothing else, I’ve got a strong pair of shoulders.”

Somehow, you smiled. You pressed your forehead against his chest and inhaled deeply, to steady yourself.

“That you do, Lieutenant.”

You left for your room soon after, but not before you brought him down to you for one more tearful kiss.

Dean then watched you climb up the stairs to your room and nearly went up to help you, but he heard George call his name. Dean ventured back into George’s room and heeded his beckoning hand.

“You hungry? I can scramble some eggs or something before I hit the store. I think I saw two more left in the carton,” Dean said. George shook his head.

“Come ‘ere a sec.”

Dean took the hint and sat on the edge of the bed.

“I just wanna thank you for everything you did yesterday. Everything you’re still doing for us,” George said. He looked exhausted, but whatever he wanted to say was important enough to fight off sleep. He clasped a hand on Dean’s arm.

“You don’t have to,” Dean replied.

George huffed. A smile made his eyes gleam brighter.

“I knew you were a special one, Dean Winchester. Knew it the night I met ya, on your very first date with her.”

Dean blinked, but his pause drifted into a reserved smile.

“How’s that?” he asked.

“Well, I’ll be honest. When I heard that black Chevy rumble like hell’s wheels onto the driveway, I thought I might have to worry about you,” George chuckled.

Dean’s lips quirked.

“But no, it wasn’t that. It wasn’t the pretty flowers, or our mutual love of killer sharks,” George quipped, making Dean’s smile more genuine. “It isn’t your job either, or the fact that you saved her. I just believe that you can see a man’s mettle in his eyes…and I saw it in you when I shook your hand that night.”

Dean took that in for a moment. His hand flexed over his knee. Then he met George’s gaze, though he didn’t know what to say. Sometimes though, honestly was the best bet.

“I’m sorry for what you’re going through,” he said at last. “I can’t imagine…”

George let out a breath through his nose. “I’ll tell you a secret.”

He pointed to a picture frame on his bedside. It was of him and his wife, Sophie, when they were around your age and Dean’s. The couple were sitting on a pier that hung over the edge of the lake in their hometown.

She held him from behind, with her arms wrapped around his neck. Her long hair was being carried by the wind, getting swept into George’s eyes. He was smiling too hard to care.

“I’m ready to smile like that again,” he said. He had tears in his eyes, but he was already lighter at the thought. “I know it’s selfish…but I think I’ve missed her long enough.”

Dean paused. Then he cleared his throat past a small well of something he couldn’t name. He wondered if his dad ever had thoughts like that.

“Well, I’ll let you get your rest,” he said. “I’ll be back.”

George nodded and gave Dean’s arm a squeeze. “All right. Drive safe. Don’t hit any goddamn trees.”

He shot Dean a knowing wink, and it almost had the younger man laughing. George’s sense of humor was something else.

Dean then left George to rest. He made sure he had his wallet, keys, and your grocery list before he left your house and went back to the car. He checked his phone and saw a missed call…from Cas.

Dean was reminded again about Azazel, the kingpin who might’ve ordered a hit on his family. Along with the recent murders and arsons, and the connection from one of the victims to your company, Savage & Co.

Dean returned the call as he climbed into the Impala.

“Dean. Everything all right?” Cas asked. “Sam filled me in about the accident.”

“Yeah, everyone’s okay…well, not really. I’ll explain later,” Dean replied. “Listen, about what we talked about at the bar.”

“Yes.” Cas said gravely. “I’d appreciate it if you didn’t go to your father about this yet.”

“Funny, I was thinking the same thing.” Dean sighed. “My girl just got some real bad news. I know you gotta keep digging into Savage & Co., but can you keep her out of it?”

“Is she all right?”

“Yeah, more or less…it’s her grandfather.”

“Ah, I see,” Cas said. “I’m sorry to hear that.”

“Thanks, man. I’d rather her just focus on what she needs to do right now, you know?”

“I get it. And believe me, we’re keeping the investigation of Nick Savage quiet for now,” Cas said. “But if we find something, or worse, if I can’t…I’ll likely need to question her. She works directly with Savage, and from what I can tell, she’s instrumental in bringing in and maintaining several of his major accounts.”

Dean stopped at a red light and took a moment to rub a hand over his tired face, rubbing his eyes. “You don’t really think she’s got any idea of what that asshole’s into.”

“I’m not saying she does. But in working so closely with him, perhaps she’s noticed things about her boss, and the company. Things she’s kept to herself, out of self-preservation.”

Dean frowned. He didn’t want to think about shit like that. It made his stomach churn at the thought of you working for someone who might be doing business with a crime lord, let alone Azazel.

“Well, when that day comes, give me a heads up, okay?”

“Will do.”

“Thanks, Cas.”

Dean offered to take another day off to help you, but you wouldn’t let him. He needed to go back to work, and you were able to arrange working from home for the next few weeks.

Even Nick couldn’t refuse to accommodate you in a situation like this. He knew very well that if he pushed you too hard, you’d go directly to HR.

So he backed off, and told you to take as much time at home as you needed. It allowed you to put him, and that afternoon in his office, away from your mind to focus on taking care of your grandfather.

Though you called your best friend the day you got home from the hospital, Andréa didn’t come by your house to see you and George until the end of the week. She cited mounting projects at work and some kind of tiff with her cousin Meg, but it all sounded like excuses to you.

However, she was gracious enough to bring dinner for the three of you on a Friday night. She cut up with George like normal, and even got him laughing, until a coughing fit forced him to stop. It also took most of the joy out of the rest of the evening.

While George went up to his room to rest, Andréa later joined you in the kitchen. You were washing the dishes, trying to focus on what you were doing. But your mind was buzzing continuously with future tasks and worries. Always, tasks and worries.

“How are you holding up?” Andréa asked. She rubbed your back, and you gave her a slight smile.

“All I can do is make him comfortable, for as long as possible,” you replied. There were tears in your friend’s eyes, but she dabbed them away with the back of her hand.

“What do you need? Anything, you just tell me,” she said.

It was a little easier for you to contemplate leaning on Andréa. You had been friends with her for years, and she was like another daughter to George.

On the other hand, asking Dean for help always made you hesitate. What you two had was still so new. You worried that this was too much for your relationship, too fast. 

“Well,” you sighed as you wiped your hands dry on a kitchen towel. You didn’t exactly want to talk about it, but there were things you had to start planning, even if you didn’t know the exact timeframe.

However, as soon as you opened your mouth to reply, Andréa’s cell phone rang. She held up a finger to you and checked it. To your surprise, she actually answered it.

“Hey, babe,” she replied with a smile. You heard Benny’s deep voice on the line, asking a question. “Yeah, I’m still here. I’m probably leaving soon though.”

She continued her conversation for a few more minutes, but you didn’t hear anything after that. A tension headache was sharp behind your eyes, while anger (yes, anger) rolled hot under your skin. Your lips pursed. You busied yourself with straightening up the kitchen until she continued her call for another few minutes.

“Sorry about that,” she said, finally turning her attention back to you. “So what do you need?”

You put away the last dry dish and turned to her coolly.

“Nothing.”

Andréa frowned. She knew there was something off with you, but her furrowed brows betrayed her confusion.

“What do you mean?”

“Nothing,” you repeated. “Don’t you need to head out, anyway?”

“No, I was just…what’s up with you?” she asked.

“What’s up with me is my grandfather’s dying!” you snapped. You left her in the kitchen, precisely so that she’d follow you out. You grabbed her purse for her and went to the front door, where you stepped out.

Andréa was dismayed and confused as she followed you out onto the porch. She raised her brows at you when you shut the door and crossed your arms at her.

“I know you, and this isn’t just about that. What’s the problem?” she asked.

“You can’t seem to detach from your boyfriend for more than five minutes to just be my friend. That’s the problem,” you replied. “But why should I be surprised? Like always, you’re too wrapped up in yourself to consider anyone else.”

Her brows knitted together; she looked hurt by your words, but also defensive.

“How can you say that when you’ve been exactly the same way?” she accused. “Since you met Dean, I’d be lucky to see you once a week—”

“I call you every week,” you began, counting the list with your fingers. “You’re always busy, but you never give me a day that works for you. And when we do make plans, you usually cancel. Why? Because you’re going sailing with Benny. You’re going to a restaurant, hours away, just to try the new sushi bar beer garden, or whatever the hell. Or you’re going on an impromptu road trip, or you’re planning a summer trip to Greece. Give me fucking break, Dre.”

By now she was frowning angrily, her arms crossed. “You’re mad at me because I have a life?”

“No. I’m happy for you that you found someone. I really am,” you said. “But we clearly live in two different versions of reality. I just don’t have the time or the energy to entertain yours.”

You knew you were being too harsh. You felt incredible guilt as soon as it all left your mouth…but part of you also felt like a weight had been lifted off your chest. The problem was, you still felt heavy. Just in a different way.

Both of you were crying when Andréa left your house.

All too soon, a week became a month. In that time, Dean called you every day to check on you. He spent most of his evenings with you and George when he wasn’t on shift. And when he was, sometimes Meg would drop in.

She understood your argument with Andréa, and she respected you for taking a stand when you needed to. She even confided you that she’d had similar frustrations with her cousin lately.

But Meg wasn’t your only visitor. Ellen had come a few times to bring you lunch and dinner, even breakfast, though you hadn’t asked her to. You realized then how close Dean must be to his friends at the firehouse, along with the Harvelles; Ellen also refused to take any money from you for the food.

By the end of the month, George mainly spent his days sleeping. Pain medication made his days nearly painless, but not without struggle. You were doing your best to care for him while continuing to work full-time from home. You were also exhausted, though you refused to admit it.

Today was a better day, however, because George was awake. He was also more aware of his surroundings than usual.

He stopped you from adjusting his pillow so you would sit down on the edge of his bed. He took your hand in his, brushing a thumb over the back of it.

“I’m okay with this, you know,” he said. You pursed your lips, but he stopped you from whatever you were going to say. “I don’t want to leave you. You know that…but I’m so damn proud of you. Your Gram was, and still is…”

Your lower lip wobbled as you tried and failed to keep your tears at bay. They stung in your eyes and slipped past your defenses, down your face.

“The house is yours. But if that’s too hard for you, just sell it,” he said, heaving a deep breath. “It’s just the bones. You’re the heart. And you always have been.”

You opened your mouth to speak, but not a sound would come out. You held his hand with both of yours and stared down at them. Until his voice once again commanded your attention.

“I always thought…moving to the city ruined my daughter. That we should’ve stayed in Lebanon. That maybe I gave her too much freedom, and I failed her somehow along the way,” George said. His eyes were heavy with old heartache. And yet, they soon began to lighten.

“But the day we lost a daughter, we gained one too,” he said. Then, he chuckled a little. “And I know I never failed with you, sweetheart.”

That proved to be too much for you. He pulled you into his arms like you were still a child, and he held you for a long time while you cried yourself out.

Though he eventually spotted Dean hesitating in the doorway. He’d probably let himself in with the spare key you’d given him.

George raised a hand from your back and silently beckoned Dean inside his room. He was getting tired, drifting off thanks to the morphine.

“Hey, lookie there. The boyfriend’s here,” George whispered with a bit of cheek. You sucked in a breath and raised your head, wiping at your eyes before you turned around. Dean met you with an attempt at a smile and a gentle hand on your back.

“Just got out of work?” you asked. He’d been on a 24-hour shift, and you’d missed him. You stood and stepped into his welcoming embrace. He dropped a kiss on your forehead.

“Yeah. I’ve got the next couple of days off,” Dean said. He greeted George next and asked him if he needed anything.

“Just some water,” the older man replied.

“I’ll get it,” you said with a sniff. “Need to start dinner too.”

“I already brought some food. You like Italian, right?” Dean said, with a subtle smile. It earned your sigh and a grateful smile. He knew very well that it was now one of your favorites. Italian meatballs always reminded you both of your first date.

“Thank you,” you said, grasping his hand. He squeezed yours with a nod, before he let you go.

When you were out of earshot, George cleared his throat past a wet cough. Dean reached over and grabbed him a tissue. George took it with a nod. Again, he encouraged Dean to come closer.

“I’m not worried,” George said, between deep breaths. “You know why?”

Dean just stared back for a moment. He genuinely had no idea what the man might say next.

“Tell me,” he said.

“My granddaughter’s strong. Always has been, because she had to be,” said George. “But you’re gonna be there when she’s not.”

Dean considered the weight of that charge. The anxiety in his chest felt familiar; like the day he got his badge at the Fire Academy, knowing then the responsibility he held in his hands.

That’s a lot to put on just three months of knowing this girl, came a more selfish thought. It sounded a lot like the guy he used to be, not too long before he met you.

But when Dean thought about you, and what you’d begun to mean to him…

He realized that he only had one answer.

“Yes, sir. I am,” said Dean.

George gave a tired smile. “Good man.”

And that night, an agreement was made. 

In the morning, your grandfather was gone.

Dean held you through what he thought was the worst of your heartbreak. But after that dour morning, it was like a switch flipped inside you.

In the days after George’s death, your shutters came up. You threw yourself into checklists and task after task—in funeral arrangements and planning and contacting distant relatives and friends.

This was your failsafe. Your version of “autopilot.” And these things needed to get done, after all.

But Dean worried when he no longer saw the softer side of you. Like your heart had been wrung dry. 

He inevitably had to go back to work, but in between the demanding hours of his schedule, he tried to get you to slow down. He saw the warning signs of you running yourself into the ground. He just didn’t know how to help you land.

So Dean picked up slack where he saw it, often without you asking him to. He began fixing the house, one section at a time. He enlisted Benny’s help, since he actually had a small construction business. Dean even paid for the materials himself without you knowing.

And one sunny afternoon, he took a break from repaving part of the cracked and uneven driveway to grab a beer inside. You were sitting at the kitchen table with stacks of papers all around you, your cellphone on speaker as some kind of elevator music continued to ring on a loop.

“Can you believe I’ve been on hold with the funeral director for 20 minutes?” you told him in irritation. But you didn’t truly take sight of him until he came back from the kitchen.

He wore a familiar ensemble of jeans and black undershirt with a plaid shirt, rolled up to his elbows. He was covered in a fine layer of sweat, and his hands were dusty and stained from his work on the driveway. Dean looked tired, and that made you feel guilty.

Meanwhile, he frowned and popped open a beer. “You want one of these? Looks like you could use one.”

You shook your head. With a sigh, you hung up the phone. You’d try calling again later. Instead, you focused on the next item of your checklist for today.

“Food. Because we’re gonna need to eat after the service,” you inclined your head. “Okay, still need to come up with a list of caterers, because I don’t think I can cook for that many people.”

Dean nodded at that. “Let me talk to Ellen. She’ll give you a good price, and her food is good.”

You looked up from your notepad and considered him thoughtfully. You wouldn’t have thought to cater from a bar, but he was right. Ellen had great food at the Roadhouse.

“Okay, I’ll call her,” you said.

“No, I’ll call her,” Dean insisted. He set down the beer on the table and leaned his palms flat on its surface. “Sweetheart, I told you I’d help you with all this. You don’t have to do it by yourself.”

“Dean, you’ve done enough,” you replied. Your brows drew together stubbornly. “You’re paving my driveway right now, for God’s sake! This is my responsibility, not yours.”

Dean frowned, making you sigh. You leaned back in your seat and crossed your arms.

“Look, we’ve only been dating for three months,” you said. And in your mind, a good chunk of that time had been spent in the worst hell of your life. “This right here? It’s a lot. I’m not expecting you to deal with all this…”

You bit your lip, and your gaze fell away from his as your insecurities took hold. The thoughts that had been plaguing you every night since this all began, on the night of the car accident.

“And…if you’d rather take a break from us for a while, I’d understand,” you said.

Your voice was more collected than you felt. But that didn’t make it any easier when Dean stared back at you, mostly incredulous. You even thought you saw a thread of hurt there, and it made your heartache worsen.

Dean came around to your side of the table. He dragged a chair back and sunk into it, facing you directly.

“You think that’s the kind of guy I am?” he asked.

You immediately shook your head. You weren’t trying to upset him, or imply that he wasn’t reliable, or trustworthy, or whatever was running through his head. You were just trying to be realistic.

You’re so pragmatic it hurts, as Andréa had often told you.

“Dean, it’s not that…” you began, a bit helplessly. “I just—”

“Just, nothin’.” His chair scraped toward you as he reached out for your hand. He made sure you looked him in the eyes when he said this next part. 

“I’m not leaving you with this.”

Your gaze met his, though you desperately tried to keep your heart from rising into your throat. 

“I’m not leaving you,” Dean said. His tone, his eyes, his hold on your hand was firm.

For a moment, you stared at him, unblinking, even as tears swam in your eyes. 

He’s not leaving you. 

Not like everyone else in your life.

You were grateful. Too grateful, even, for words.

When you finally broke down into tears, Dean realized what an idiot he’d been. Your wall of stoicism had been just that—a flimsy wall. Now it was shattered, and so were you.

It scared him just how much, as he gathered you onto his lap and into his arms. You didn’t seem to care that he was dirty and covered with sweat. You clung to him strong, and he held you back just as tightly.

“No matter what I did, it wasn’t enough,” you confessed. “You save people all the time. I couldn’t save anyone in my life.”

Dean frowned. He cupped the back of your head, and he felt your tears sliding down his neck. His voice was thick with emotion when he was able to reply.

“Oh, baby. It’s not your fault.”

“I can’t…I can’t do anything. Anything that matters.” Your voice was a broken whisper. It damn near broke his heart. 

“Now you know that’s not true,” he said. “I’m not gonna let you lie to yourself like that.”

You trembled and heaved with sobs, and he continued to hold you.

Just be there, Sam had told him, when Dean had called him from the hospital. Sam reminded him again last week, when George finally passed.

Is that all I’m supposed to do? Dean thought. His brows furrowed, but he tried to hide his frustration.

He was used to people depending on him. He led a team. Before then, he’d looked out for Sam all his life. Dean had never had to help someone get through this kind of grief though. He just wanted to help you, in whatever way he could.

Because he was worrying, just like you. That whatever he did, it wouldn’t be enough.

But he couldn’t leave you. 

I can’t, and I won’t, he thought. So he took a breath, and he said the first true thing that came to mind.

“You’re the strongest woman I know, you know that?” Dean said. He spoke low and steady, but with the conviction he felt. “And that’s a tall order, considering some of the badass ladies I’ve got in my life.”

A smile tugged at his lips when he considered people like Ellen and Jo, Jody and Donna. He might’ve lost his mom, but he and Sam hadn’t lacked when it came to influential women in their lives.

“But I saw it the day we met. I see it every time we’re together,” he continued. “You work hard as hell. You take care of everyone around you…”

You were still quiet, trying to stifle your crying.

Dean let out a breath. “Man, if you only knew how much you’ve been helping me. Keeping my damn feet on the ground with this whole…arsonist mess my dad’s been investigating. Digging up the past, my mom, the whole damn thing.”

With a sniffle, you uncurled from him, just enough to reveal your face. Your grip on his shirt loosened, your palm flattening on his chest. He held your hand there and turned his lips to your forehead. He sensed that you were calming down. That you were listening.

“That matters to me,” he told you.

You nodded and tightened your hand on his. “Me too.”

Your voice was still shaky, but it sounded a little stronger.

“See? You might as well face it.” Dean grinned. “You’re a badass chick with a big heart.”

You snorted in response. Your lips even twitched at a smile. He spied it when he looked down at you. And you rested easier against him as your tears subsided.

“Thank you,” you whispered. He dried your cheek with a brush of his hand. 

“For what?” he asked.

“For staying.”

AN: So first off, I'm sorry for the gritty "reality" of this one. It's just where the story took me, though it serves a purpose narratively and for both the reader and Dean's character development.

But also, I think this has just been on my mind, since both my grandmother and great uncle (brother and sister) died within a year of one another due to different forms of cancer. My great uncle passed in May of this year, and my grandmother two years this past October.

Again, I'm sorry if this one was too heavy, but art does imitate life and this was probably my brain trying to express those emotions I couldn't fully make sense of at the time. George will be missed, but will still be felt in the rest of this story, as I'm sure any of you who've lost close family members will understand. 💙

Next Time:

The identity of Azazel will finally be revealed in Part 12. But first...

You nodded. “By the way, it was nice of Sam and Eileen to come. And Meg and Cas.” 

Dean smiled.

“They can be your people too,” he said. “If you want ‘em to be.”

You couldn’t help it. Your tears brewed and bubbled over. And you moved slowly across the couch to twine your arms around his neck. Dean’s lips tugged at a smile, and he welcomed you with an arm wrapping around your waist.

Both of you were still wearing the same clothes you’d been wearing all day; you in your black dress and Dean in his slacks and white buttoned-down shirt, though by now without the jacket, and the shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows.

You were infinitely exhausted. But one thing had become clear to you over the past few weeks.

“Thank you. Thank you for today, and for every day since we met,” you said shakily.

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Hey can you do an instagram au with hailee steinfeld x fem!reader? Can she come out as not straight as well! love your work, thanks!

Hailee Steinfeld x f!reader instagram au

Date: 03.10.2022

Pairing: Hailee Steinfeld x fem!actress!reader

Faceclaim: Jessie Mei Li

Reader's pronouns: she/her

Social media: instagram

Fandom: Dickinson

Warning: None

Requested: yes

Abbreviations:

y/n - your name

y/l/n - your last name

Notes: I haven't watched Dickinson yet so I might have messed up seasons

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Masterlist

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vogue "Opening up is never easy but it gives you freedom." @yourinstagram is an award winner actress at the flush of her fame. After years of hiding behind characters, she is finally ready to show her true self to the world.

For Vogue's May issue, y/l/n talks about coming out, mental health and freedom. Tap the link in our bio for the full profile.

Photographed by liam jackson

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yourinstagram Thank you ❤️

y/nfanpage We all love you so much and are so happy you are finally free to be yourself! 💗

y/nfan I think I might cry, I feel like she managed to put to words everything I've ever wanted to say, thank you so much 😭💞

afan I'M SO HAPPY FOR HER 🌈

abigfan The queer community has won!

ronenrubinstein so proud of you!

March 25

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haileesteinfeld First time at pride to support some of my favourite people @mnek and @yourinstagram

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haileefan OMG I WAS THERE TOO I CAN'T

lovehailee SHE WAS AT PRIDE JDNWHIDNEBDKEB

dickinsonlife QUEER KEEP WINNING 🏳️‍🌈

haileeandy/n Watch them supporting each other always. We love seeing this ❤️

yourinstagram Had the time of my life 💕

fanuser screaming crying throwing up

June 27

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yourinstagram Couldn't have asked for a better partner. I will always be thankful to @ dickinson for making our paths cross.

New season this November!

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dickinsonfan I can't wait for the new season

queerfan Dreaming to get kissed like that

haileesteinfeld You know, making me cry is not cool

yourinstagram @haiIeesteinfeld don't cry love, or I'll cry too

ohmydickinson We fell in love in november 🎶

anewfan Are they together?

y/nsfan @anewfan they just play a couple in the tv series Dickinson

shipname @y/nsfan @anewfan okay but look at the caption! She called Hailee partner, and I'm sure she doesn't mean only work partner

y/nfanpage @shipname please let's not start these speculations. They never said anything about it, if they are, they will tell us when comfortable and if they aren't they aren't!

September 25

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haileesteinfeld Can't wait for you all to see what me and my precious @yourinstagram did in this season of @ dickinson out this November!

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fanofhailee Did you two finally get together?

dickinsonbaby Both of them posting one of their kisses makes me wonder 🤔

fanpagehailee Please guys stop with this! Let them live their life!

florencepugh BABIES

haileesteinfeld @florencepugh ❤️

yourinstagram Can't wait to start working on next season with you

haileesteinfeld @yourinstagram let's start now

ashippingfan they are trying so hard manifesting being a couple

shipname @ashippingfan they are trying so hard hiding they are a couple but just can't help it

October 1

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enews As new season of Dickinson is about to drop, rumors start spreading about actresses Hailee Steinfeld and y/n y/l/n being in a relationship.

Read the whole story at the link in our bio.

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abigfanofyours STOP! LEAVE THEM ALONE

lovinghailee people need to start minding their own business

dickinsonlove please don't do this. This is so disrespectful.

haileelovesme since when is Hailee queer?

heyhailee @haileelovesme she never said she was! People just like making things uo

October 16

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them After rumors spread about a relationship between Hailee Steinfeld and her co-star on Dickinson y/n y/l/n, the actress has come out. Even though she said she doesn't know yet what definition better fits her, she assured she is very much not straight.

"Coming out is a lot easier when there are people who love and support you no matter what," she said.

Read more at the link in bio.

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shipname We all know what come next

shippingfan FINALLY

lovinghailee So happy she has people who made her feel accepted and loved

haileeswife Getting my wedding dress

haileeismine ❤️❤️❤️

user I bet this is just to draw more attention to the show

October 28

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haileesteinfeld Getting to live your love freely is one of the most amazing things in the world and it's worth everything we had to endure. I couldn't have asked for a better partner than you @yourinstagram. You've been there for me since day one and I'm so grateful.

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zendaya you two deserve all the happiness in the world ❤️

shipthem I CAN'T BELIEVE IT OMG

lovingy/n upset over the fact that I very likely won't be y/n's wife

yourinstagram I was the lucky one 💞

y/nsfansunited WE ARE SO HAPPY FOR THE TWO OF YOU

amybethmcnulty I want to be the maid of honour

November 3

[roguevexvoid]

🎨 How do you feel about fanart?

I wish there was more of it. I've really only seen a few pieces for the series in general and only a very small number are of me

📝 How do you feel about fanfiction?

I have read plenty. I like reading them about the relationship I was actually in rather than the one given to me in the show. Sadly there's not a lot of it and even fewer that are written well. So few I gave up and wrote myself a one shot and planned to write a multichapter that was more in line with what I remember.

✅ What does the fandom usually get right?

The actual show barley gets anything right and not being The Main Character there's not as much Fanon for me

❌ What does the fandom usually get wrong?

Anything the fandom gets wrong is because the show got it wrong.

🗺️ What do you miss about your world?

Mostly certain people. And all the cool features that come with being a mostly immortal fae creature

💔 Who are you missing right now?

My lover and my chosen sister

🚫 Is there anyone you hope to never see again?

Anyone I had a less than stellar relationship with is just as dead as I ended up. If I met them here in this life I wouldn't automatically turn them away.

🔀 How canon-divergent vs. canon-compliant are you?

Pretty divergent. Some stuff is the same or similar (my kind of fae being hunted down by others with only me remaining, spending years self destructing with substances and sex, various acts of violence and criminality) and a lot is wildly different (who I was dating, my abilities, who my people were, a lot of worldbuilding decisions that were highly questionable in the show, the time period, how it all ended)

⚧ What were your gender and orientation in your timeline; was your identity canon?

Bisexual man ( loosely man, I get the feeling fae and gender is a bit more of a nebulous concept) which is explicitly Canon in the show.

💗 What helps you feel closer to your source (in a positive way)?

Listening to certain music, or dressing in a similar manner as I would have. Engaging with the show or Fandom absolutely does the exact opposite lol.

🖊️ Do you use your name from your source?

Only sometimes as part of my URL or Dusplay name here or other online spaces.

👬 How do you feel about doubles?

Would love to meet some! Would be cool to meet anyone from my spurce that didn't turn out to be KFF and/or a minor.

⭐ Is your fiction-based identity spiritual, psychological, or something else?

Yes

🎙️ What's the biggest difference between you and your canon self?

I mentioned some things in an answer above, but biggest difference? I died at the end and show me lived.

💞 What's the biggest similarity between you and your canon self?

The ✨️Trauma✨️

❓ Do you prefer when people are familiar or unfamiliar with your source when they meet you?

It would be cool if like anyone was familiar with what I was talking about when I discussed fictionkin stuff but also like the latter seasons of the show were fucking awful and it's probably better people not be subjected to that.

👍 What's your favorite thing about your source?

The actor they got playing me was a great casting choice

👎 What's your least favorite thing about your source?

I do not have nearly enough time or space to go into this one. Various bits of world building plot and character decisions, the last few episodes of season 3 and the entirety of seasons 4 and 5.

💸 Do you own any merch of your source?

Nope

🌸 Do you feel comfortable in your fiction-based identity?

Much More so now than I did when I first realized it

🌻 Who are you open with about your fiction-based identity?

Other people in the community that's really about it.

Ask Game: Fictionkin, Fictives, and Other Fiction-based Identities

this post is safe for folks with any fictional source and for endogenic systems! please don't reblog if your blog is not

🎨 How do you feel about fanart?

📝 How do you feel about fanfiction?

✅ What does the fandom usually get right?

❌ What does the fandom usually get wrong?

🗺️ What do you miss about your world?

💔 Who are you missing right now?

🚫 Is there anyone you hope to never see again?

🔀 How canon-divergent vs. canon-compliant are you?

⚧ What were your gender and orientation in your timeline; was your identity canon?

💗 What helps you feel closer to your source (in a positive way)?

🖊️ Do you use your name from your source?

👬 How do you feel about doubles?

⭐ Is your fiction-based identity spiritual, psychological, or something else?

🎙️ What's the biggest difference between you and your canon self?

💞 What's the biggest similarity between you and your canon self?

❓ Do you prefer when people are familiar or unfamiliar with your source when they meet you?

👍 What's your favorite thing about your source?

👎 What's your least favorite thing about your source?

💸 Do you own any merch of your source?

🌸 Do you feel comfortable in your fiction-based identity?

🌻 Who are you open with about your fiction-based identity?

[witloph-art]

Hey! I see your back in business!! That's awesome! I'd actually like a FNaF headcanon of my favorite character, Rockstar Freddy. He barely gets love anymore so I'd be nice to get one of him. Maybe how does he react to a kiss from there girlfriend? I honestly don't think he's gay or no, he doesn't show the vibes. Please make him as a animatronic. Thanks! Love your art btw and oc!! 💗❤️

Omg thank you 💓💞❤️💗. I worked so hard on Rainbow honestly. And yeah! I I'll gladly do Mr.Crabs son. He does need some love.

Rockstar Freddy

This greedy bear was honestly so surprised that he even got you. He may be famous an all. But don't judge a book by its cover.

The first time y'all even started dating, he was sO NerVouS -

Like, he thought when you didn't show up one day or a few days, he'd just panic and worry about you because he'd think he had done something wrong.

But then you'll show up later the next day, that night or in the afternoon and just clam him down.

Now, the first kiss was actually. . VERY AWKWARD.

Because are greedy bear here hadn't kissed anyone in his entire life!

Although after the first kiss, y'all we're making out after that.

Although y'all haven't done anything dirty. Yet. 😳

I'd say after that kiss, Freddy felt waaaay comfortable by kissing you and just having any physical contact with you.

I actually had allot of fun thinking about this ask. Super cute. Y'all need to seriously fill up my asks! This was my last one! I'd gladly do one about even my oc or any other animatronics!

Do know you are allowed to ask more then once! I'ma honestly wanna try and draw the questions y'all ask. I may do that. But until then, see you beautiful pep's later!

[dtownsuga]

Mafia! Jungkook「someone hurts you II + he talked about you」a violence-fluff version

regretting the idea of combining these two, but i hope you like it!🤧💓💞💗💖

read pt. i here

⚠️ blood, knife, blood, knife, wounds, violence, lots of swearing

Jungkook went alone, as he said. His mind was clouded with nothing but hatred and revenge. The front guard was nothing for him, only minor scratches and bruises.

“I thought I made myself clear enough. Stay away from my things.”

“Sorry, I didn’t know she was yours.” a middle age man turned his chair around. Jungkook remember his face clearly.

“Don’t fucking pretend. Did you forget what it feels like to have one of your eyes blinded?”

“Of course not. I’m used to living with one eye by now. But sometimes the pain came out of no where and I just feel like killing you.”

“Don’t make me regret letting you alive.”

“You should.”

Jungkook wasn’t the best when it comes to restraining himself from having someone else’s blood on his hand. You remembered walking into his and Jimin’s fight to stop him from killing his right hand man.

“Please, please. Mr. Jeon. Have mercy on me.”

“I thought you are going to kill me?”

Jungkook wasn’t in his best mood, of course. The thought of the knife on your abdomen raged him. He took out the knife, and with no hesitation, cut through the man’s other eye. His scream- his prayer- was nothing to his ear, as if he didn’t hear any of it.

“Live with that.”

Jungkook walked up the stairs, walking out from the old buildings. It was already dark.

I was late.

Jungkook started to feel pain on his thigh only when he almost reached home.

“Fuck, Jungkook.” Jimin was waiting in front of the gate.

“Yo, hyung.” right after he raised one of his hand, Jungkook lost his balanced and fell on his knees.

“What the hell happen to you?”

“Long story short, He is now totally blind.” he smirked.

“Moron.” but he smiled back, before helping him.

“Damn, Jeon Jungkook. Look at you, coming back alive half dying.” Jimin brought him to Seokjin.

“Can you help me with this?” he removed the cloth he has kept on pressing on his thigh. A big knife wound.

“Sit.”

Jimin left the room and left both of them alone. Jungkook was staring blankly at the wall while Jin cleaned his wound.

“You kill him?” Jin started, breaking off the silence.

“No.”

“Kind.”

“I know. I should have.”

“Knowing that it’s you, you wouldn’t just leave him like that. What did you do actually?”

“Another eye.”

“Jesus, Jungkook.” Jungkook’s lips formed a tired smile followed with a sigh. He leaned on the chair and brought his arm to cover his eyes.

“Is she okay?”

“I gave her painkillers, the pain will be okay for now. Oh, and sleeping pills too. She was looking for you when she woke up approximately two hours ago. I told her to go to sleep and you’ll be back shortly, but she couldn’t. So-“

“Will she be okay, hyung?”

“She will.” The older one tried to comfort him.

Jin loved it whenever he showed that caring side of his. Not only to you, but everyone near him. Jungkook might be known as a blood thirst killer in the underworld, but he was also a man who painfully yearned for love, friendship and companionship.

“Sometimes, I don’t understand why people go for her. I thought by letting people know she is mine will ended up protecting her. I guess it was another way around.”

“It was just him, Jungkook.”

“It was firstly him, hyung. More will come, for sure, and I can’t risk myself losing her.” Jungkook raised his voice a little.

“I don’t want to go back to those time when I don’t have her in my life.”

Jin understood that sentence very well.

“I don’t even want to imagine.”

“You are over thinking, Jeon Jungkook.”

“I indeed am, because I am putting my life here. I am protecting my home, the person who I can tell everything to, the person that will embrace me and refused to let go before making sure that every single fucking pieces of me have come back together.”

“I love her, hyung. Way more than anything.”

Jin knew this is an understatement Jungkook loves you with all he has, but he couldn’t say anything as what he said was indeed, true.

“She calms the storm in me. She sees museums when I only see empty hallways. She was beautiful. She was everything I have ever prayed for. And the thought of losing all of that-“

Jin swore that he could see tears trickled down his cheeks.

“Hyung?”

“Yes?”

“Why do you think she decided to stay with me? Do you think she regretted her decision? She could have anyone in her life, and she decided to stay with me. A broken man with nothing but blood on his hand.”

Before Seokjin could answer him, your soft voice echoed through the room. Your eyes filled with tears as you’ve been standing behind the door, listening to the whole conversation.

“Because a broken man needs fixing. Because someone needs to collect all of those broken pieces together and formed them into one once again, or else the broken man won’t function. And I stay because of that, I stay because I think I am doing a pretty good job on fixing my broken man.”

Jungkook’s eyes widened when he saw your weak figure leaning onto the door while smiling at him.

She indeed calms his storm, Jin thought.

“I have never once regretted my decision, Jeon Jungkook. I hope, you too.”

This is why he loves you.

[taeyoonge]

the way I NEVER scroll down my dash anymore except for TONIGHT and of ALL things I see your scheduled birthday post reblog?? After I wondered earlier when your birthday was again?? It was destiny, it was fate. It was the red string that has drawn me to you, what can I say. Anyways, apparent soulmate bond aside – my dearest, sweetest addy, I wish you the happiest of birthdays. Words cannot describe (or maybe shouldn’t? I don’t want to creep you out) how much I adore you, and how much love and warmth (and kisses, and date ideas) I have for you. You’re one of the few people that I’ve met on here who always manage to put me at ease, make me feel comfortable with who I am, whose genuine support makes me constantly smile… who makes me blush and weak in the knees way too often…. you get the gist; you’re someone I always want to have around, because you’re amazing, and sweet and funny, and I love seeing you here, and on that other hellsite, and and and. I’m just so happy to know you, the early cancer to my late one, the tae to my yoongi, I love love love you and wish you only the best for this new year of your life. I’ll think even more of you today and am sending you a giant flower bouquet with a 15-page love letter attached, signed with a kiss, mwah. 💞💞💞💘💘💘💘💘💗💗💗💖💖💕💕💕💕💗💖💕💖💗💞💘

annie it's too early to be tearing up over your lil love letter but i love crying and i love you mostly 😭🤍 (i saw what you were talking about i had the post queued an year before and deleted it bc i am embarassed lol, anyway) thanks to that destiny and fate for bringing you to me. i'll always be holding onto our red string. also you can never creep me out, please feel free to smother me with your love. i wish i had enough words to show you how much your words mean to me, but for now just know that i love you and i cherish you and i will nom nom all your kisses well and that you'll always have me around💘💘💘

[theydontknowabouthem]

hello its ur holiday pal here so going thru hell rn (finals week is coming n like lots of stuff going on) but! to answer the last question: my comfort show is Gilmore girls and if i could listen to one song for the rest of my life then it would be moon song by phoebe bridgers! but how are you doing today???? i hope u drank enough water if not then GO GO GO ‼‼‼ so question for today is: if u could pick one fantasy world to live in then which one will it be and why???? ok bye now <3 i love u and i hope ur sunday treats u well 💗💞

hiya dear!!

ugh i can relate... they're going to be in the last week of this month and it's just... A LOT!

so as a fully hydrated person, i'd choose a hybrid of abo and soulmates world; the 1st one cos i like the attunement that everyone has to their own feelings and to each other's emotions as well.. that sense of communion is unmatchable! well the latter is just for the drama and im too lazy to look for my own person/ would def get it wrong lol.. so i'd like the decision to be made for me, please thank you! xd... what about you??

aw ily too and work moderately!! don't be hard on yourself! and have a great day! 🌸

[yjunies]

hi darling 💕 it's me, love

i didn't know if you received my asks because tumblr likes to delete the asks i'm sending people and i was wondering if that was the case with the messages i sent you. i don't want you to feel pressured to answer me quickly. if you take months to answer, it's completely fine. you have a life and i know how it can be hectic sometimes. so please, take care of yourself and get as much rest as you can. 💕

you telling me my music taste is immaculate is honestly the biggest compliment i can get. i always take pride when someone tells me that. i've always felt shy to share song recs because i feel like i'm the only person who likes the same music genres and i'm a little (read A LOT) scared of other people's judgement about it. music has always felt personal to me. once again, thank you for this wonderful compliment. 💗

oh now i see why you like clouds. that's such a beautiful way to see it. i used to look at clouds a lot when i was younger so i relate to what you said. 💞

i lied in my previous ask, we're already mutuals but i meant it as when i finally reveal my secret identity, i can't wait to talk more to you and share more stuff with each other. 💕 wait! let me put a reminder on my phone that ana = ☁️ the emoji is adorable as well 🥺

to finish this very long ask, what about your favorite shows? what are they? and who's your favorite character?

hi love! i'm here! 💛

i really do think your music taste is amazing. i'm glad hearing this makes you feel good. i completely understand tbh bc i feel the same way when people tell me the same. truly though, if you ever have any recs that you'd like to share, hit me up! i'm sure i'll love everything you show me 💛

right? look - took this picture on saturday... the sky looked so beautiful... ☁️

oh i see 🥺 i do hope you feel comfortable one day to share who you are with me. nevertheless, thank you for still coming here and talking to me 💛

hmm let me think... i haven't been watching that many shows lately, tbh. i watch a lot of kdramas, though. i'm currently watching hometown cha cha cha. what about you? what do you like watching? ✨

[exploding-plastic-inevitable]

🌺 💗 💞

OH sorry my nofits are screwed up on mobile and i didnt see these till now, but thank you so much for sending them!!

“🌺 - your comfort film/show?” idk if i really have one right now... the thing with comfort films is the effect wears out the more you use them, you know? but ive definitely used A Bullet for the General for a long time, and before that Beyond the Law, The Mercenary is pretty comfy I should get a dvd of that so its not a hassle to watch...

“💗 - first tv/fictional crush?” i’m not really sure! i think i might have had a crush on tim drake robin in a cartoon i loved but i might have just really wanted to be him, I definitely had a crush on rosalina from super mario galaxy tho

“💞 - song that plucks your heartstrings?” in my life by the beatles makes me sometimes, idk if i think idea of having one person who means more to you then anyone ever is exactly healthy but... i guess i still find it romantic