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murder-senpai · 4 years ago

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F A N F I C T I O N

Oh, hello there!! My name is Murder-senpai! I’m new here to tumblr sooooo don’t mind me being awkward n’ stuff. So this is gonna be like, what fandoms and characters I write for sOoooOoOo

AU’s and other stuff I’ll do: ABO, genderbend, hanahaki, soulmate, supernatural/power, soft yandere/ stockholm syndrome, coffee shop, modern, fantasy, baby/kid versions of characters, babysitter, neko, inu, kitsune, post apocalyptic, zombie, flower shop, book store, dragon, fairy tale, high school/college, mafia, pregnant, steampunk, merpeople, pirate, pirate/merperson, prison, reincarnation, famous, vampire, werewolf

There is more shit I’ll do but I can’t really think anymore so just request

(reader insert crap)

I will NOT do nsfw. This is a christian minecraft sever

You CAN request multiple character/poly and platonic stuff

If your not specific, I will choose between headcanons or a fic/drabble

If you request angst, I will give it a fluffy ending unless requested otherwise

Please be specific in your request ex: reader gender (fem, male, gender neutral)

Edit: I will now take character x character, character + character platonic stuff, aus (like, medevil bnha, or a story about friendship or enemies to friends or adoption, anything really), and stuff like that

Current hyperfixation (aka, what I will probably write better for/ do more): dream smp

Will probably put the scenario in a non specific arc

Fairy Tail:

Natsu

Gray

Loke/leo

Laxus

Sting

Rouge

Gajeel

Zeref

Jellal

Jackal

Lucy

Levy

Juvia

Guildarts

Freed

Erza

DBH:

Connor

Hank

Markus

Gavin

nines

ATLA:

Aang

Zuko

Sokka

Katara

Toph

mai

ty lee

azula

BNHA:

Izuku

Katsuki

Shouto

Denki

Eijiro

Tenya

Toshinori

Shouta

hizashi

fumikage

neito

mirio

takami

hitoshi

inasa

Enji

keigo

rumi

momo

mina

ochaco

dabi

shigaraki

overhaul

sir nighteye

kurogiri

toga

twice

Inuyasha:

Inuyahsa

kagome

naraku

miroku

koga

sesshomaru

sango

BNA:

michiru

shirou

nazuna

alan

marie

pinga

Sherlock:

Sherlock

john

moriarty

mycroft

greg

molly

Harry potter:

harry

ron

hermione

draco

cedric

Black Butler:

ciel

sebastian

bard

finny

ash

claude

alois

triplets

william

grell

ronald

undertaker

joker

dagger

agni

soma

pluto

beast

lizzy

mey-rin

ran-mao

edward

aleistar

vincent

real ciel (I refer to him as astre tho)

snake

charles grey

charles phipps

gregory

cheslock

joanne

maurice

herman

clayton

lawrance

mcmillan

edgar

blavat

seiglinde

MLB:

Marinette/ladybug

adrien/chat noir

gabriel/hawkmoth

nathaniel

marc

luka

alya

nino

felix

bridgette

chloe

TPN:

emma

ray

norman

don

gilda

leslie

Undertale:

sans

papyrus

frisk

toriel

chara

asriel

asgore

grillby

gaster

mettaton

blooky

AU’s- underfell, mafiatale, mafiafell, underswap, swapfell

Beastars:

legoshi

haru

louis

juno

gouhin

melon

Gravity falls:

dipper

mable

ford

wendy

robbie

bill

AU-reverse falls, monster falls

SVTFOE:

star

marco

tom

toffee

Hazbin:

alastor

angle dust

charlie

husk

vaggie

lucifer

val

vox

Pokemon:

Gladion

ash

clemont

serena

james

jesse

zeraora

lucario

mewtwo

zacian

zamazenta

literally any pokemon but those are my fave(and human versions ofc either is fine)

guzma

kukui

alain

lysandre

bede

hop

leon

milo

allister

raihan

marnie

piers

ACNH:

tom nook

raymond

lobo

kabuki

lolly

marshal

Isabelle

redd

fang

Avengers:

tony

steve

bucky

clint

natasha

dr. strange

thor

loki

peter

Voltron:

lance

keith

shiro

hunk

lotor

pidge

Aggretsuko:

tadano

haida

hyoudou

The hobbit:

literally JUST smaug

MLP:

twilight

pinkie

apple jack

rainbow

fluttershy

rarity

discord

Maid sama:

takumi

misaki

shoichiro

the three idiots

aoi (totaly gives off a ciel/lizzy vibe don’t even lie)

sotaro

tora

kanade

kuga

koma

yujiro

shosei

Naruto:

naruto

sauske

kakashi

itachi

gaara

neji

shikamaru

kurama

kiba

OHSHC:

tamaki

haruhi

hikaru

karou

both twins

kyoya

hunny

mori

kasanoda

nekosawa

Cells at work:

white blood cell

red blood cell

killer t cell

Little witch academia:

atsuko

diana

sucy

lotte

amanda

andrew

louis

frank

Pucca:

pucca

garu

tobe

abyo

Glitter force:

emily/Miyuki

kelsey/Akane

lily/Yayoi

april/Nao

chole/Reika

ulric/wolfrun

rascal

Glitter force doki doki:

ira

maya/Mana

rachel/Rikka

clara/Alice

mackenzie/Makoto

TMNT(2012):

leonardo

raphael

michelangelo

donatello

splinter

april

ROTG:

aster bunnymund

north

pitch

sandy

jack

tooth

Soul eater:

death the kid

soul

black star

maka

stein

Aot:

levi

eren

armin

mikasa

jean

erwin

IT(2017):

pennywise

richie

beverly

eddie

stanley

ben

bill

henry

patrick

victor

belch

bowers gang

losers club

kamisama kiss:

nanami

tomoe

mizkui

kurama

otohiku

mikage

jiro

The outsiders:

dallas

darry

ponyboy

johnny

two-bit

steve

soda

Diabolik lovers:

shu

reiji

ayato

laito

kanato

subaru

yui

karlheinz

kou

azuza

carla

ruki

richter

yuma

shin

Hamilton:

alex

john

king george

george washington

lafayette

hercules

philip

aaron

thomas

Venom(2018):

eddie/venom

Tokyo mew mew:

ichigo

zakuro

tart

pie

Kisshu

Fran bow

Fran

remor

itward

mr. midnight

Steven universe

steven

connie

pearl

amethyst

larz

sadie

garnet

lapiz

peridot

spinel

Haven't you heard i'm sakamoto

sakamota

Shou

Gargantia on the verdurous planet

ledo

amy

Animaniacs

yakko

wakko

dot

Over the garden wall

wirt

beast

Sonic

sonic

tails

knuckles

amy

shadow

Snow white with the red hair

Shirayuki

zen

obi

The sacrificial princess and the king of beasts(manga)

Leonhart

Sariphi

Lanteveldt

Anubis/Sirius

Jormungand

Fenrir

Nir

Joz

Ilya

Beetlejuice(musical)

beetlejuice

lydia

Creepypasta

Jeff the killer

slenderman

offenderman

trenderman

splenderman

ticci toby

masky

hoodie

BEN drowned

eyeless jack

laughing jack

homicidal liu

zalgo

clockwork

Jason the toymaker

puppeteer

Yu-gi-oh

Seto Kaiba

FNAF

Freddy

bonnie

chica

foxy

golden freddy

toy freddy

toy bonnie

toy chica

mangle (male and female ver pls specify)

marionette ^

springtrap

william afton/ purple guy

baby

funtime freddy

ennard

nightmare freddy

nightmare bonnie

nightmare chica

nightmare foxy

nightmare mangle

fredbear

nightmare fredbear

Cuphead

cuphead

mugman

devil

king dice

Bendy and the ink machine

bendy

boris

alice

Duck tales

Scrooge (aged down tho)

webby

della

donald

louie

dewey

huey

launchpad

lena

Dream smp

everyone (all platonic. Will do reader stuff, but would prefer more character +character interactions, specifically, SBI. PLSSS give me sbi stuff, ill marry you)

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darkdevasofdestruction · 4 years ago

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Guardian Angel ~ Lucifer x Reader

"I told you to close your eyes."

The phrase that haunted Lucifer’s every day, every night and every dream since back then, during the Celestial War.

He can remember everything vividly, as if it happened just yesterday - The nightmare that happened to him, the one that he relives every time his mind isn’t focused on work, those bloody flashes before his very eyes.

He closed his eyes ready to die ... He knew he screwed up when he declared a rebellion and his siblings and beloved followed him, fighting to escape the Godly shackles that bound them together, depriving them of free thought, free will, free movement.

It had to be done - After all, who knows what He would have done to poor, little Lilith...Maybe, if it wasn’t for that, they could have stalled the riot, prepared better, gotten stronger, strategised finer...

Were the consequences worth it?

He’d ask himself that every day he had to see Diavolo’s feign innocence and smug face.

His brothers were around him, around and well. Lilith was turned into a human and lived a happy life with the human she loved...

But his beloved S/O was killed in The Falling, and he had a fight with Belphegor recently just bad enough to have to confine him in the attic, afraid of Diavolo’s punishment.

“Lucifer, close your eyes.” he heard a gorgeous, feminine voice that always managed to sooth all his worries and fears.

He didn't feel any pain...He wandered what went wrong, how come he's alive even though he’s the mastermind behind the rebellion, and his eyes saw the Seraphim Arrows being shot his way...But when he opened his eyes, he was struck with a worse kind pain.

It was unimaginable.

It was heartbreaking.

It was devastating.

Lucifer gasped for air while the tears forcing their way, he saw the love of his eyes in front of him, smiling while shielding him from the enemy with three arrows impaling her torso, barely able to keep herself afloat.

Somehow, however, she managed to look him in the eyes...With that gentle smile of hers...That only made it much worse.

“Keep on living, Lucifer. For me, for Lilith, and for your brothers. Promise me you won't shed any tears for me, my love, and instead, live a happy life, together, and remember me. Keep on smiling, for your smile had saved me a thousand times before...And should you do so, I promise you, with every smile on your face, I will smile as well.” she confessed, prompting her hands on his shoulders, trying to keep herself conscious to have her last goodbye.

Lucifer could feel her blood splattered on him, but seeing her immaculate white dress, now resembling a bed of red azaleas, he was sure the world was going to end. His face was wet from weeping, shock having taken over his senses completely, and for those few moments left together, that were so fast, yet felt like an eternity stopped, he saw S/O’s tears slowly falling down, resembling delicate zircons in the blinding light of the Sun.

“Why....?!” was the only thing the raven haired Seraph could utter, not able to grasp reality from the scene playing in front of him, still praying hard that it was nothing more than a night terror.

“Because, my darling...Dying is better than seeing you dying. They need you, honey. You are their leader, so lead them towards a better life. You deserve it. I promise you, you are my life after death. Now, Lucifer, promise me this...Close your eyes, and remember all those beautiful moments we spent together. I will be there for you, in the next time...I will be missing you so much, my dear...So please, don’t forget me. I will be with you in your heart, protecting you.” her words were soft, painful, and it was clear she was barely able to hang on to her last drops of life.

But the last spark of life was abolished from her eyes as soon as more Arrows were cruelly shot through her, some ripping her majestic Serpah wings, much more beautiful than his, he always believed.

“I love you.” was the last words Lucifer heard as all the remaining strength left her body and she free-fell from graces like a ragged doll tossed away by a spoiled child.

When he finally snapped to his senses, he realised that the rebellion wasn’t going too well, as his orange-haired younger brother went to save his twin, and Lilith fell victim to the Angels’ arrows, falling as well...

This is not what he wanted.

He wanted everyone to live, to be safe and smile again, without having to endure HIS arrogance and power hunger any longer.

He wanted to be able to hold S/O in his arms tightly every night and kiss her, to show her how much he lover her. He wanted to be allowed to feel her, to tell her everything his heart felt, what his mind was forcing him not to disclose, despite being so desperate to...

And yet, in the end, here they were...

Fallens, in Devildom, on the horribly dry and disgusting soil, the broken form of the love of his life in his arms, laying there lifeless, while his sister, barely alive, was hanging to any second of her burning life spawn.

And that’s how he wakes up every time, whenever he has the misfortune to have restless sleeps, which unfortunately for him happens more often than not.

The same voice, the same lines, the same images flashing through his mind for the whole day, without pause.

He was the only one who truly knew what happened to Lilith, and he was the only one whose heart broke, without any chance of healing, as his lover died in his arms, because she was reckless enough to save him.

Why did she have to be so egoistic?

Dying is better than you dying, she said...But what about him?! What about his feelings?! Did she think it wasn’t the same for him, as well? That he’d rather die than have her perish, with such agony...

But what did she care...

She saw herself a martyr, doing reckless things without thinking...

She has always been an idiot.

Lucifer wanted, with all his heart, to hate S/O for leaving him alone for so many millennia, stealing away his heart with her, never to be returned...How thoughtless of her!

...But no matter how much the Fallen wanted to blame her, to hate her, to strangle her for the torture she so selfishly brought upon him...

He couldn’t.

She will forever be the only one he will ever love, until the day the world collapses, the armageddon befalls, the skies crumble and Hell freezes over and the Earth explodes.

His unusual demeanour was easily noticed by everyone around him, as he was more silent than usual, almost as if he was mourning, brooding, and much more focused on his work, not wanting to interact with anyone. Whenever he was like that, he would barely eat, sleep or take care of his health - Not that demons need too much pampering - But regardless, he never talked to anyone about the reason before this behaviour of his.

Diavolo was the only one who knew, since he was there when it happened, and Mammon, as he was told a few cryptic words. Of course, the rest of his brothers knew the reason, but could never hope to get even close to understanding what was going on through Lucifer’s frozen heart.

That is...Until one day, when he was desperately trying to settle for the second human exchange student for Diavolo’s program, and through the files, there was this girl...

This girl that made him freeze.

Same hair colour and hair style, same eye colour with the same gentle glint, same soft smile of her pink, plump lips, same skin shade...And her picture made it look as if she held some kind of divine aura behind her...Or maybe he was imagining it? Was he so exhausted that he was starting to imagine things? Was he thinking too much of her recently?

He had no idea for how long he stared at the piece of paper before his very eyes until Diavolo got in his study, picked the paper from his hands, and with a low chuckle, told him to pick her for the exchange program...Which seemed to piss him off, but nonetheless, he couldn’t go against the word of the one he pledged his loyalty to, so he merely nodded.

...And it got worse, when she was brought forth in Devildom, and she looked just like her...Almost as if she was a copy. Lucifer couldn’t help himself, he could only stare at her from afar, not believing his eyes.

What was worse, however, was that as soon as he began his speech to her, she stepped right in front of him, looking up, right into his eyes, and with a confused, yet soft look, she said “Have we met before?”

Those words...Those very words made him feel his breath hitch in his throat, and his brothers knew very well was was going on, so for the first time in centuries, they tried to save him from this stiff situation...Only for her to ask them, sans Satan, the same question.

“Have we met before? Some of you seem so familiar to me, but I can’t tell why.” she said, only for the brothers to freeze just as bad as the elder brother.

Something was definitely off, but nobody knew how to solve this issue, so it was up to Diavolo to wake everyone from their trance and tell S/O about the reason for being so mysteriously brought here...Also, assigning Lucifer as her guardian...Which almost made him unleash and strangle him. He could already imagine himself ripping the Demon Prince limb from limb, putting him on fire, throwing him in acid, and other inventive torture methods that quickly came into his mind.

She was so sweet, so nice, so mindful, so respectful, so attentive with him...How can a mere lamb behave with such kindness towards the ferocious, starving wolf?

He was going insane.

For the duration of the year he had to look out for her, to make sure she was okay, that his brothers were behaving okay with her, and that she won’t be a target for the lesser demons.

But it was torture for him now, having to constantly stare upon a person who resembled his long dead lover, having to be constantly reminded of his failure to take care of herself, having to see her pained smile addressed to him, her broken form, her ravished wings, her dull eyes, her dissolved light...

Diavolo was truly a demon.

And she was too much for him.

Every move she made, it was with an unbelievable grace, as if she was a princess, and wherever she stepped, flowers would grow. Her smile was dazzling, almost blinding. Her kindness was so warm, so powerful, creeping into the cracks of his frozen heart. Her hair was so smooth, as if it was some higher cloud from the Celestial Realm...And her voice...Her singing...Angelic...Just like hers...Like the Seraphim started singing their hymns and playing the harp.

Whenever she’d sing, he’d leave the room. Whenever she’d laugh, he’d leave the room. Whenever she’d dance, he’d leave the room. Whenever she’d play with one of his brothers, he’d leave the room.

No matter what she did, he would disappear like the mist, which made the poor girl so upset, thinking she did something to make him hate her.

But the worst came once again during the TSL quiz when Levi went to attack her from him blind rage, and without realising, she created a shield of light around her, which made everyone speechless...As she resembled an angel...THAT angel...

And poor Lucifer could only stare at her, with his heart scrunched up and stomped on, and he left the room faster then anyone could realise, and Mammon on his trail, wanting to help his dear older brother, knowing very well how he was struggling to keep himself composed and whole.

“Lucifer, talk to me. Y’know you can. I know why you’re behaving like this...She ain’t her, man. Even though she looks just like her...She ain’t her. She can’t be her. She died long ago, just like Lilith...They’re gone, no matter how much we want them back.” Mammon’s voice was long and soft, squeezing his brother’s shoulder to calm him down. “Did you see that magic of hers? That is angel magic, without a doubt...But she isn’t one...And do you remember what was the first thing she said when she saw us? Have we met before? This cannot be a coincidence...It just can’t be...” Lucifer muttered, holding his head in his hands, almost tugging at his hair from desperation. “Uhm...I don’t really know how to help ya, but...Maybe if ya ask Simeon to talk to Michael or somethin’...Maybe he knows somethin’? Maybe she reincarnated or somethin’? Ya never know with these things, right?” the silver haired man spoke, making Lucifer sneer for a split second, thinking about cooperating with the very beings who killed S/O...And yet...His words held truth. “...Thanks, Mammon. I will see what he says.” Lucifer nodded, already taking out his phone and texting Simeon about this problem.

But things weren’t so easily solved in the Devildom, as Lucifer’s brother were always up for mischief, and now, they, for some unknown reason, decided to play Hide and Seek in the House of Lamentation, and the eldest was the seeker...

Until, at the very beginning, wanted to cheat while counting, he turned around, only to see the girl casually sitting on the couch, eyeing him with a giggle.

“Lucifer, what are you doing~? I told you to close your eyes!” she teased him, only for him to grit his teeth, punching the wall in front of him, before leaving to his room. “I’m not bothering with childish games of yours.” he scoffed, shooting her a look of disgust, not having the heart to look at her crestfallen expression.

Weeks continued to flow one by one at a rapid pace and Lucifer’s worries grew even more when he realised that, once she willingly stepped inside his room, he could barely control his urges.

“Lucifer...Do you hate me? I don’t know what I’ve done to make you upset at me...But I’m really sorry. I don’t want you to hate me, so please tell me what I can do to make it up to you.” she spoke in such an innocent and genuinely concerned voice, that it made Lucifer kabedon her, her back glued to his door. “It’s nothing personal, but if you’re so curious to know, you are an exact copy of my dead lover from the Celestial Realm. Everything you do, is just like her. You look exactly like her. I don’t hate you, quite the contrary. If I could, I would smother you with affection, I would suffocate you with kisses, I would break every bone in your body with embraces, I would ravish every inch of your body with touches, and many more, that only a demon would know. So, for your own good, little lamb...Stay as far away as possible from me. Your year here is almost done...Don’t try to get yourself killed freely.” his voice was low, almost sounding like a growling threat, but instead, she cupped his face, shocking him. “I don’t understand what is going on...But since I was little, I kept getting weird dreams. Everything is fragmented, nothing is really coherent...But I can see a man with dark hair and dark eyes...And his voice is like velvet. I can see myself holding his head in my lap in a beautiful glade, under a Wisteria tree, and I can see myself dying to save him. That’s why...I was confused when I first saw you...You look just like the man from my dreams...Lucifer...? Are you...Crying...?” her eyes widened, her bottom lip quivered, seeing a single, shiny tear escape his ruby like eyes. “Get out. Now.” he pushed himself on the door, turning his back to her, waiting to hear her leave so he could unleash his pent up emotions that he has been hiding for so long.

This can’t be happening...How is that possible? How can she be having the same dreams as him? It’s not...It can’t...It just can’t be...

Why, S/O, why would you send to him someone who is your exact copy?

Is it to spite him? To anger him? To mess up with him? To taunt him? To mock him? To tease him? To torture him? To kill him with such agony, to mimic the way she died?

Doesn’t she already know his heart will only ever belong to her, and her alone?

No cheap imitation will ever be able to take her place.

From then on, no matter how much she tried to talk to him, he’d go out of his way to avoid her, knowing very well that any glance her way would only send more painful shocks to his heart, and he’s definitely not a masochist.

He’s suffered enough as it is.

So stop it.

Please, stop it.

Just get the hell out of here already and let him be a grumpy demon in peace.

You’ve done enough.

...

A weird occurrence happened, and a beam of light came from the halls, followed by a pitched, almost banshee-like screech, and as he rushed to check it out, he saw S/O’s limp form in Archangel Michael’s arms. In a burst of rage, Lucifer transformed into his demon form, blasting the angel away and cradling the human’s small form into his arms, his wings wrapping protectively over her.

“What the hell did you do to her? Do you think you’re entitled to kill all the people I care about?!” Lucifer’s dark, booming voice echoed throughout the House of Lamentation, that was met with a mere chuckle. “Luci, my dear old friend, you should know that I wish you no ill-will, despite all the hate that you have for us. You called to ask me about her, and I got intrigued, so with your Prince’s approval, I came over to see what was the deal with this little lamb here.” Michael spoke calmly, making his old friend lay down his guard. “And what did you find out and why did she scream like that?” he mumbled, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “I gave her back all the memories she had jumbled and lost. She is the S/O you used to know, without a doubt.” the Archangel spoke in a gentle voice, realising that the demon was close to exploding. “Don’t make fun of me, Michael, or I will rip you apart limb from limb. S/O died in my arms. You, filthy angels, did it. So stop lying to me, it’s a sin.” he sneered at him, only to receive a smile. “She didn’t die. From her memories, I saw that she was impaled by the arrows before she fell from graces. Her heart was pure and just...And, although this would be impossible by our rules, S/O became your Guardian Angel. You know very well that as long as a subject is alive, a Guardian Angel cannot be killed...And they certainly cannot be killed by items in the Celestial Realm. This is your S/O, I guarantee it. Look at her...She’s starting to glow again. Take care of her, Lucifer.” he got up, ready to leave, only to be stopped by the demon with one last question. “Where was she all this time...?” he asked, his voice now much softer and emotional. “At first, she was laid in a bed of flowers...But then, she was found by humans and put in a ward, waiting for her to wake up. When she did, she got rehabilitated, taught and integrated into the human world...And from there, you already know.” the answer was shocking...Guardian Angel...Laid on a bed of flowers...How fitting for a Seraph. “...Thank you, Michael.” stomping on his vanity, the Avatar of Pride uttered those words to the Archangel, before taking the girl in his arms and bringing her to his room, placing her on the comfy bed, holding her hand and waiting for her to wake up.

Seconds were passing like centuries, and Lucifer’s heart kept beating fast for the first time since the War, expecting her to open her gorgeous eyes, to hear her angelic voice, to feel her gentle touch...

He needed her so badly, he could almost feel his sanity slipping away rapidly, thinking that maybe she won’t wake up, for whatever reason.

He was desperate, he felt like he was drowning, that he was suffocating, that he was getting strangled by an invisible form, and for the second time in his life, he felt absolutely powerless in front of the hated fate.

“I told you to close your eyes...” a weak voice was heard, making the raven haired man feel a lightning going through his veins. “Never say those words to me again, S/O. I don’t know what I would do.” he said, yet the ghost of a smile appeared on his face. “I’m sorry...I’ve been selfish, haven’t I? You must truly hate me for leaving you alone for so long...Actually, I don’t know how long it’s been...How long has it been?” she asked, holding his hand. “Every second spent without you lasts longer than an eternity. Never leave me again, please.” Lucifer muttered, kissing her hand gingerly. “Aww, Lucifer...You’re as sweet as you’ve always been. You haven’t changed, even though you’re a demon now. You are still as beautiful.” she spoke, getting in a sitting position. “And you will remain an Angel until the day I am no more, my love. To think that you will become my Guardian Angel...Maybe fate wasn’t so cruel with us, for in the end, we are together now, again, as we should have been all this time.” he leaned down, capturing her lips in a soft kiss, barely able to hold himself back, afraid that, maybe, he is still dreaming, and she will vanish from his arms when he next opens his eyes. “Lucifer...I can feel the storm of emotions in your heart. I’m sorry I caused you so much distress...But I am real, my darling. I am alive, and I will be every time you blink. I promise. So don’t hold back. Do what your heart tells you to. Let your feelings flow. It will be okay.” she spoke, kissing him with more and more passion with each kiss, leaving him breathless. “Those are bold words, little angel. Don’t you know that demons cannot hold back when such a delicious temptation crosses their path? We’re not up there anymore...And I have a millennia worth of emotions. Be careful when you say such words, for I will take advantage of them.” Lucifer’s angelic face was tainted with a demonic, smug smirk, which made the girl grin in amusement. “I see, so that’s how things roll down here, hm? Well, great thing that He isn’t staring at us anymore, ready to punish us for any little thing. We can finally be together...Like those human couples...Right?” she asked, gazing down bashfully. “Anything we want to do, we can. There are no rules, nor regulations. This is the Empire of Sin...As Asmodeus would say...Go big or go home. Better to get in Hell for committing all sins, then for just one.” the demon cupped her face, kissing her, with more fire each time, more love, more passion, more desperation. “We deserve it. After all this time...We truly deserve this.” she answered, feeling herself floating, the physical sensation of pleasure, love and heat foreign to her. “...You better not be closing your eyes, my darling. I want to see your gorgeous eyes, and every reaction you have to offer.”

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thecluelessdoctor · 6 months ago

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i've made more of the poisonapple

them <3

SCREETCHES/pos

#Poisonapple #Lucifer x nightmare sans

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motherarts · 6 months ago

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something happened

it started as a joke

but... bro....

i don't think it's a joke anymore...

#hazbin hotel #undertale #nightmare sans #lucifer morningstar #lucifer x nightmare #im dying #i took the time to make them a love child too #cause why not #and gave em a stupid combination name #i am unwell #digital art #my art #nightmare #undertale au #dreamtale nightmare #poisonapple #nightmare x lucifer

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atinyidea · 5 years ago

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ATINYIDEA’S 700 FOLLOWERS SPECIAL

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HELLO! Welcome to my 700 followers special!

Before I start I want to just take a little time to address the things that have been happening in the kpop community during the previous weeks/months.

Please keep yourselves safe, if you need time away from social media then take it. You are allowed to be mad or sad, your feelings are valid.

I wish nothing but peace for you during the upcoming months, full of kindness and time to heal. You are always welcome to come to talk to me if you feel like you need to just get things off your chest.

Please note that I will always write for members that are no longer with their groups (Hwall and Woojin specifically) even though they may no longer be in the group.

That being said, onto the special! (A total of 70 prompts)

Since it is, in fact, Halloween today I decided to add some spooky au idea’s and prompts too, in case anyone wants a Halloween blurb from me!

Some prompts are from the following pages:

@bucky-plums-barnes’s 50 cliché tropes and prompts

@wordsnstuff‘s Dark Quotes & Prompts

@alloveroliver‘s Smut + Fluff Prompt List

@fayesfairylights‘s smutty prompts

@creativepromptsforwriting‘s Halloween Throwbacks

As always, everything is under the cut!

A reminder of the groups I write for:

Ateez,

Fromis_9,

NCT,

Rocket Punch,

SF9,

Stray Kids,

The Boyz,

TXT,

WJSN!

Here is my ask box.

Normal Stuff: (30)

Friends with benefits and both people catching feelings.

We’re dating and I didn’t know you were a mobster/biker

I’m scared but won’t admit it so you take my hand

Painting the house that ends in a paint fight and giggles

I need a date for this wedding

There are people chasing us and I pulled you into the alley with me and wow you’re close

Your shirt/jumper was in the laundry pile and I couldn’t help but steal it

Kissing in the rain and getting soaked before running inside laughing

“we’re in public, you know”

“This sofa costs fifteen thousand dollars, don't you dare ruin it” ‘guess ill just have to cum in you then’

“were just…friends.” ‘friends don't do this type of shit!’

“she may be all lollipops and candy bars, but I bet behind closed doors she’s handcuffs and gags.”

“Am I bothering you?”

“What’s the magic word?”

“Did you sleep well?”

“How did you find out?”

“You can keep it”

“I’m working on it”

“I’ll feel much better if you let me walk you home.”

“i fucking love you”

“hang up, and tell me this when you’re sober”

“i really want to kiss you right now” “do it then”

“Are you flirting with me?” “You finally noticed?”

“i’ve been falling in love with you since the first day we met”

“Sorry… your hair was in your face… thought I should move it so I could see you better.”

“Your hair is so soft..”

“What day is it?”

“Can I be honest with you?”

“It sucks, doesn’t it?”

“Have I told you this before?”

Spooky Stuff: (40)

Angel/ Demon Au’s

You caught me doing something dangerous and flipped out

Help me I’m being hit on at a bar please be my fake boyfriend for a second

I’m dying and I’m confessing my love for you

“We’re all searching for someone whose demons play well with ours.”

“Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift.” - Mary Oliver

“It’s scary what a smile can hide.”

“I’m not the kind of girl that mothers like. I’m not happy and bubbly. I’m dark and cloudy because I’m the kind of crazy person who feels bad for serial killers.”

“You can’t sell dreams to someone who has walked through nightmares.”

“We all have demons. I just choose to feed mine.”

“Go to hell” “I’ve been there. The Devil didn’t like me and spat me back out”

“Don’t play with the devil. he always cheats.”

“You say you want me, but your body seems to like it when I tease you,”

“So this doesn’t bother you?” “Honestly, the wings are kinda disconcerting.“

“What can I say? Opposites attract.” “That is really not a good excuse for sleeping with a bloody angel!”

“So, now you have a tattoo that wasn’t there yesterday?” “Yes.”

Hybrid Au’s

Hands brushing unexpectedly

Playing with their hair while their head’s in your lap.

“Try to stay quiet for me. Can you do that?”

“Blindfolds heighten your senses, maybe that’s why you’re whimpering louder than usual.”

“I want to kiss every inch of your body before I fuck you,”

“Bite me,” “Where?”

“mine” ‘say it again’

“Most of the time being a werewolf sucks. But in 2020 there will be a full moon on Halloween and I’m going to win all the costume contests!”

There was a cat sitting in my kitchen. I don’t know where it came from because none of my neighbours owns a cat. She just sat there on my kitchen table and stared into my eyes.

“Wait, what do you mean, you kinda like me?”

Witch Au’s

“They told me not to play with fire, and I should’ve listened because I got burned by your soul and you left me in the ashes.”

“I wish I could choose which memories to remember.”

“The way you smile like that always turns me on,”

“Can I at least shut the door before you decide to pounce on me the moment I come home,”

“Apparently all our friends have a bet going that we end up together.”

Vampire Au’s

“He saw the darkness in her beauty. She saw the beauty in his darkness.”

“He looked at me as if I were the only star in her darkest night and he kissed me as if I were the air that filled her lungs.”

“The moon is my sun, the night is my day. Blood is my life, and you are my prey.”

“We worry about tomorrow like it’s promised.”

“I would rather walk in the dark with a friend, than alone in the light.” - Helen Keller

“Light thinks it travels faster than anything but it is wrong. No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always got there first and is waiting for it.” - Terry Pratchett

“Call me ‘Sir’ when we’re alone like this,”

“What do you want for breakfast?” “Why are you asking me that at 10 o’clock at night-OH.”

“The game is, either of us is only allowed to touch the other with their mouth.”

“Okay.” “Okay?! I tell you I’m a vampire and you say ‘okay’?!” “As long as you don’t start sparkling when we hang out, I don’t see the problem.”

FOLLOW FOREVER:

0-9:

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SPECIAL THANKS:

TO the 12 of you who followed me after i hit 700 followers

TO my new friends @markleecaneatmyass and @seoultraveller, i hope we can be good friends for a long time!

TO everyone who has stayed with me during my lack of inspiration and sad moments.

REMINDER! You are loved and it’s okay to take a break!

#700special #ateez #fromis_9 #nct #rocket punch #sf9 #stray kids #the boyz #txt #wjsn #long post #I have a feeling the links aren't working on desktop #I have no idea how to fix that

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FOOL'S MATE - May 2005 Album: Juusankai wa gekkou (13th floor with moonshine)

Hisashi Imai (Guitar) x Hidehiko Hoshino (Guitar) Interview by Yumiko Kakoi

I think it's the first time that an album of Buck-Tick is realized entirely on one theme. And the result is of a very high quality.

Hisashi : I think the result is practically the image or the conception of the world I had at the beginning.

Hidehiko : This time, with this concept, we realized a solid album and I think it's a good thing.

Since there is a great number of songs, haven't you payed careful attention to the structure and movement of the whole ?

Hisashi : This plagued us. We quarelled about it to the end (laughs). The melodies of the songs and also the lyrics are conceptual, so basing ourselves on their movement and in order not to bore, we thought about many things. I think this album's type is different from our previous ones like "Mona Lisa Overdrive". It's not like the sensation of having stirring songs, I thought above all about the total aspect.

In this meaning, the SE (note : sound effects ?) are really efficient. Interludes take place at each important point, this way the listener can go to the next scene naturally, like the movies and plays which progress changing the scenes.

Hisashi : At the beginning, I hadn't planned that there would be so many pieces. I thought there would be around 11 or 12 songs, and once the songs achieved it seemed it would be severe to just line them up. By introducing SE, I thought there would be more smoothness in the continuity. At first there were 2 SE made, and when it was about to decide on the order of the songs, I thought that if the last ended by an instrumental, it would be like a telop running in the end of a movie. So I hurriedly broke up a phrase to add one piece.

While composing, what points did you take care about in particular ?

Hisashi : I eliminated the sounds and phrases which were too refined to use vulgar ones, what wasn't what we call rock. And this time, we didn't include spacy noises coming from keyboards and synthesizers which seem to fly in all directions.

Hoshino-san, was there some particularity about composing for this album ?

Hidehiko : For example, in "Cabaret" the piano is the main instrument, in other songs we used orchestral sounds as theme, so we used this kind of classical feeling.

Clown, demon, doll, ghost, various characters take place. Did you make any suggestion for the content of these characters and lyrics ?

Hisashi : No, except for "Diabolo -Lucifer-", for the others there wasn't any kind of order. But it happened that some songs which had a temporary title kept the same title.

From the introduction "Enter clown" to around the 5th song, the world which is presented is very dense.

Hisashi : That what it became. I thought there was a right order, but from the 3rd song the opinions were divided. At the beginning we quarelled considerably. After a while I was bothered and didn't participate to the debate (laughs).

Then until "Doukeshi A (Clown A)" was chosen, all the members were getting heated ?

Hisashi : We wondered, so you have so many opinions men ? (laughs) Hide wanted to move immediately on to serious matters with "Gesshoku", while I said "Alive" would be better. At that moment there were already total differences, so I decided to look from above for a moment. Moreover, we were discussing drinking sake so it was impossible to reach a decision (laughs).

(laughs) Then maybe it's difficult to make a general image from the beginning. It's like to streghten to a certain point with parts and adjusting after.

Hisashi : Yes, like this one and this one form a set. This piece and this one have some parts which resemble somewhere so we moved them away from each other. We were proceeding like this, but it was difficult to find the right stuff among all that.

But thank to that, you obtained a structure in relief. With a clown as guide, there is the birth of the demons, a scene where music is played in a cabaret, we have a real impression of decadence.

Hisashi : I think that kind of story stands out.

The songs of Hoshino-san have a coolness which reminds me Bauhaus.

Hidehiko : About "Cabaret", I expected there wouldn't be speedy pieces in the album, so I wanted to do a song with a tempo which would be quite fast. "Ijin no yoru (Night of the stranger)" is a piece I had since before, but I changed it quite a lot to include it in the album. I added for example strings instruments.

At the 6th piece, the instrumental "Clown loves senorita" takes place and the atmosphere changes again.

Hisashi : For this piece, there was by chance an old pedaling organ at the studio and it suited quite well, so I made it with the manipulator Yoko(yama)-chan. I think we hear somewhere the grating noise of the organ.

The next songs "Goblin" and "Alive" are the most dynamic ones in the album, then after another SE we have "Doll". This song is the most gothic one to the highest degree.

Hisashi : The melody has a weird modulation and we had many difficulties for this one. This was I think the 4th time we transformed it. The drums pattern of the verse A became more solid and complicated. We had many difficulties during the recording. At the moment of introducing the guitar, I realized that I couldn't adjust the tempo to anything. I worry about the lives (laughs).

The next song "Passion" radiates I would say a very solemn image.

Hidehiko : For me this song is about something like the "crying".

The "Passion" has two meanings, one is about "feeling, ardour" and the other one "the Passion of the Christ".

Hidehiko : I was thinking about the first one.

Hisashi : What, really ? I thought it was "the Passion of the Christ".

Hidehiko : Then I change it into this one.

Hisashi : What's this then (laughs).

There is also the movie "Passion".

Hisashi : I've always thought it was that one.

Which kind of image had you at the origin ?

Hidehiko : I was thinking about a not too much heavy impression. It's majestic, but there is more humanity.

Hisashi : I knew there would be this kind of introduction.

Hidehiko : It's long isn't it. It became involuntary long (laughs).

The next one is, I would say a surprise, at the 13th piece we have a silence during 13 seconds. I thought : "I've been had !"

Hisashi : I did it at the very end. I wasn't aware it was the 13th piece, but I thought, after all why not letting a silence. But well, I took the idea from John Cage.

Didn't you have the intention to do one day a John Cage piece ?

Hisashi : Not at all. I thought that 13 seconds would be long, but when I listened to it at the mastering, I thought : "finally 13 seconds are quite short", so my mind was at ease.

Since I was convinced the previous song was "the Passion of the Christ", I thought this silence of 13 seconds was suggesting the death, I imagined many things.

Hisashi : I don't like this sinister impression (laughs). I hope nothing will happen.

I think the fact this album is completely fictional gives you the possibility to play with the figures this way. After the piece "13 seconds" comes the single "Romance -Incubo-". By the way, what means Incubo ?

Hisashi : It's the Spanish reading of Incubus. A title for the album version was needed, and since a title like something mix didn't suit, I thought a name of a demon would be good. So I looked in a kind of an encyclopedia of demons and thought Incubus would fit the best.

So you have an encyclopedia of demons. Have you consulted any books related to gothic for this album ?

Hisashi : No, I bought this encyclopedia a long time ago, and it's a book of a game, not a specialized book about demons.

Do you like evil stuff ?

Hisashi : No no (laughs). It's just interesting.

With this album, aren't you asked : "so you like gothic ?"

Hisashi : Yes, I realized that people surprisingly didn't see me like this. I could show I also have this kind of drawer, though I never opened it.

The previous month I said that at your beginnings you had dark and gothic oriented songs, but you seemed to more and more move away from this kind of world. So I was quite surprised.

Hisashi : That's was also what I was feeling.

So once more I ask you : "why now ?"

Hisashi : Well, the need of doing it came out spontaneously. I wanted to know how it will be to do seriously something gothic and theatrical now.

If we inverse, you would say : "it's now that we can do it".

Hisashi : Yes, so that I could see if we can work skillfully aiming this point.

Did you also have the self-confidence that with the current band's ability you could realize an album with a considerable quality ?

Hisashi : Yes. I think that before, we had some quite disjointed aspects.

I think that a world which is very imaginary can, if the worst comes to the worst, have the risk of becoming false, but when it's that in-depth, it's simply great.

Hisashi : Maybe the ones who don't like this kind of world won't be able to listen to it. They would feel ill at ease.

Hoshino-san, did you feel confused about making a gothic album ?

Hidehiko : Not at all. I thought it was interesting, and once into it, it was rather easy to work.

On which points ?

Hidehiko : It's something I had originally in me, and since there was a concept I could go straight forward.

It's true that for the young bands it would be difficult to do that. The next song is "Muma -The nightmare-"

Hisashi : I didn't expect the lyrics would look like this, I mean "the tundra" (laughs). At the origine this song had an image of a four-four time one, and it's the one on this album which is the nearest to "Mona Lisa-". I wanted it to be a solemn and grandiose piece. While I was trying various stuff, I obtained this synthe-bass pattern. I wanted this song to be exaggeratedly imposing.

And the end is concluded by "Diabolo -Lucifer-" and the instrumental "Who's clown ?"

Hisashi : At first, there was the inverse pattern of "Muma -The nightmare-" and "Diabolo -Lucifer-". I absolutely didn't want that it ends by "Muma -The nightmare-". I wished to avoid what looked like an ending. I thought it would be more scary if I inversed them. Talking about movies, it would look like a scene in "The omen" : "what, he is still alive ?"

Indeed, when it ends by "Diabolo -Lucifer-" we have the impression that all the characters come back to life in the end.

Hisashi : Like if all was going back to the start.

Personally, this song reminded me Tom Waits.

Hisashi : Ah, exactly. As an image or presence, it's Tom Waits.

I realized again your capacity to asemble under one concept so many various songs.

Hisashi : But I didn't expect it would become like this. So, I think it would have been impossible without this number of pieces.

I'm impatient to see your live. I wonder if you'll reproduce this or if you'll reconstruct everything differently from the album.

Hisashi : Yes, maybe we'll change the order of the songs and construct the live quarelling again (laughs). But it's from now that we'll do meetings and others for the lives.

This year correponds to the 20th anniversary of the formation of Buck-Tick. Do you feel any emotion about it ?

Hisashi : No, nothing at all. I thought, it's again that. There are two types of anniversaries, such years since the band is formed, such others since our debut, so I wish they chose just one. There are so often, it's not Winter Olympics (laughs).

Maybe the concerned artists don't care that much about it. Were these 20 years like a short moment or was it long ?

Hisashi : I didn't feel at all it was long. Just a banal : "is that so ?"

(laughs). And you, Hoshino-san ?

Hidehiko : About the 20 years ? I didn't feel any particular emotion. When I was told it I thought : "ah, that's true". I have the impression it was short. "So much time already ?" would be my honest impression.

--fin

translation: hyluko [livejournal] scans: tigerpal [livejournal]

NOTE: these translations are not mine also might not be very accurate. i took them from hyluko’s site using the wayback machine. thought they’re great to share. if the owner is around and wants me to take them down i will!

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coffee-obsessed-writer · 6 years ago

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The Stranger, Part 1

Dean x Reader

Summary: Reader finds a stranger wandering the road, his head and clothes bloody. He’s disorientated and doesn’t remember who he is. She takes him in and they get close until he starts having nightmares about monsters and killing people.

Then one day, a sleek black car pulls up and a tall man gets out, wearing lots of flannel and has shaggy hair. He claims that the stranger is his brother and he’s come to collect him.

Warnings: Talk of abuse, anxiety, mild violence, language, canon divergence

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“You better not be too long!”

Your step-brother’s voice bellowed from the stock room, making you cringe with loathing. You sighed quietly and grabbed your purse from the back of the chair in the small office. Working with him was becoming unbearable, and you needed to get out of there. Shane wasn’t your favorite person, not even near the top of the list. He was a bully when you were growing up together as kids, and even a bigger one now. The fact that you had to have him at your store to help out made you nauseous on a whole other level. And yet… here he was.

“While you’re out, grab me a sandwich, would ya? And a coffee.”

“We have coffee in the shop, Shane,” you mumbled, overwhelmed with regret for asking him to come and help you out. It was only supposed to be for a couple weeks, but that was three months ago.

“I want good coffee,” he yelled back, but you were nearly out the door, in desperate need to get to your car just to put some distance between you. “Not this sludge shit you make!”

Rolling your eyes, you were silently mocking him. But when it sounded like he was headed your way, you stopped. You didn’t want another confrontation with him. While he’d never physically harmed you (and he could, he was larger than average man), his mental abuse and intimidation were enough to frighten you and keep you on edge. The physical abuse was more his father’s style. Your step-father had been a special kind of monster, and unfortunately, Shane had inherited a good number of his bad qualities.

“Fine. Coffee and a sandwich. Anything else?” you asked, slinging your purse over your shoulder and hurrying towards the main entrance. He shouted something else, but by that time you were more than halfway to your truck.

Ten minutes into your aimless drive to town to get your brother his sandwich and coffee, you saw a man staggering down the side of the road.

“Gotta love the dedicated drunks,” you mumbled as you rolled past him, diverting your eyes from the road to the stranger. But what you saw of him made you do a double take, and quickly pull the truck to the side of the road.

Throwing the truck in park, but leaving it to idle, you jumped out and cautiously approached him.

His clothes were dirty and torn; half his face was covered in splotches of mud, the other half a mix of fresh and dried blood. You saw the cut on his head and the grimace of pain on his face, as he finally registered you standing there.

“Are—are you ok?” you asked, feeling stupid asking because he clearly was not. His eyes met yours, and he squinted as if trying to focus on you and not the stretch of road ahead of him. “Sir?”

“Huh?” he grunted and shielded his eyes against the sun above. “I…I—uh, do you know where this is?”

He was more shuffling his feet than walking, but he finally stopped; bending slightly, resting his hands on his knees and letting his head hang for a moment. When he stood, his expression was wrought with pain, and all you could think was to get him to a hospital. You considered 911 for a minute, but living as remotely as you did, it would be quicker to just take him to the ER yourself.

The man stumbled, and you rushed to his side and held him up as best you could. He wasn’t incredibly large, but tall enough and had enough solid muscle that your smaller frame nearly buckled under his weight. You did manage to steer him back towards the truck and he leaned against it gratefully as you opened the door and helped him in.

Climbing back into the driver’s side, you saw he was still conscious, but fading fast.

“Do you know your name?” you asked, hoping against hope that he remembered. But he just shook his head and grappled with the pain that coursed through him. “Ok, well, I’m gonna take you to the hospital, you don’t—”

“No!” he grunted and wrapped his arms around his ribs. “No hospitals.”

“But, you’re clearly hurt, and buddy, I’m no nurse.”

“Then leave me here,” he winced again, “just pull over. No hospitals…” with that, he passed out.

A simple ride to town had taken a very unexpected turn. Stopping to help someone was one thing, but this was more than you bargained for. However, this stranger had an aura around him that seemed alluring, yet very dangerous. This wasn’t a simple accident that he staggered away from; this man had been beaten badly by something or someone and needed medical attention. Yet, he refused it. There had to be a reason, and even though he was a stranger, you were apprehensively okay granting his request.

“Alright mister, you win. No hospitals.”

You turned the truck around on the deserted road and headed back to your house. Shane’s sandwich would have to wait.

“Look, something came up, alright? Shane, please…” you paused to endure more of his angry ranting and kept trying to squeeze in what you were trying to stay, “… just handle the store for me… just tonight. Okay? Close it up early if you must. I’ll try to get there as soon as I can in the a.m.”

Shane mumbled and cursed you under his breath, but you held the phone from your ear while he did so. He had tried calling your cell phone half a dozen times when you didn’t return with his sandwich, but you didn’t answer until the house phone began ringing non-stop.

A string of expletives and harassing remarks were hurled at you down the phone line, and you stood there listening to it all, as you had done many times in the past. Finally, he reluctantly agreed to close the store and do what you asked, allowing you to hang up and go check on the drifter in your house.

You had managed to get him to your house and to the spare bedroom downstairs. After a quick evaluation, you tended to the cut on his head as best as you could and noticed a large amount of bruising by his ribs. Assuming they were broken or at least fractured, you did your best to wrap them the way your mom had shown you when you were younger. Far too many bruises and broken bones just made it easier for her to patch you up back then, then trying to explain to the doctor how you fell, again.

The man swam in and out of consciousness for the next twelve hours. You tried to give him time to rest, but you feared finding a dead stranger in the room, which caused to you to check in on him, almost neurotically, every fifteen minutes.

Finally, sometime after midnight you checked in one last time, saw he was awake and struggling to sit up on the bed. He saw you standing there and offered a weak smile as you aided him in getting up completely.

“Thanks,” he grunted, his voice raspy and deep.

“I’ll get you some water,” you said after getting up and heading for the door. “Maybe some aspirin?”

He nodded.

It only took but a minute, but you returned with the pills and bottle of cold water. He took them gratefully, but also with great pain.

“Are you sure you don’t want to go to a hospital? I really think you need stitches on your head,” you pointed towards the gash on his brow and he waved you off.

“No, I’m fine. I can’t—uh, I just don’t want to go to a hospital.”

“Fair enough. Do you at least remember your name now?”

He thought for a moment, his green eyes flickering quickly back and forth. He was searching for an answer and his expression lead you to believe it was right there… but he couldn’t grab it.

He shook his head slowly.

“Ok, no problem. It’ll come back to you. What do you remember?”

He closed his eyes; his brow furrowed in recollection, “I remember a car. A black car. I was driving. I think I was being chased—” He stopped immediately, shook his head of whatever details remained. “That’s it. I’m sorry.”

“No need for that. Let’s get you cleaned up and fed now that you’re up. A hot shower and some grub may help you feel a bit more human.”

“It’s a step in the right direction,” he joked, even chuckling a bit despite the pain it caused.

“Let me grab you some towels and clothes. My stepbrother left a bunch of stuff here before he moved out so it might be big, but at least its clean.”

“Wait, you didn’t tell me your name.”

“I’m (Y/N),” you answered with a partial smile. “Nice to meet you, stranger.”

You left the room and gathered some essentials for him. When you got back to the room and walked in, he was struggling to remove his shirt because the pain it caused in his side. Throwing the stuff on the bed, you helped him get the torn black t-shirt over his head and couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Something funny?”

“No, it's just…” you paused, realizing how inappropriate your thought was, and even more so to say out loud to this man you didn’t know, but you couldn’t help yourself. “This feels like a bad porno plot…you know, hurt stranger needs help undressing, unsuspecting heroine loses clothes too.”

“At least a dozen,” he said and laughed heartily, and you did too.

This was the most he’d said since you found him, and despite not knowing anything about him, you found him charming. You tried not to stare at him sans shirt but did notice the tattoo on his chest. It was unique, unlike anything you’d ever seen before. Thick black lines of a pentagram with a circle of something around it, again, all in black. There was no point in asking him about it, he probably wouldn’t remember it.

“Anyway, there’s clean clothes and such. I think your shirt is ruined but leave the dirty clothes out and I can wash them up for you. Come on out to the kitchen when you’re done. I can rewrap your ribs and I’ll have some leftovers I can heat up for you.”

You turned to leave, but he lightly touched your arm to stop you. “Hey, uh, thank you. For the clothes, the bandages, everything. I really appreciate it.”

“My pleasure. I mean, who are we really if we can’t help a stranger in need,” you shrugged and gave the man a friendly wink before leaving and closing the door behind you.

Once you heard the inner door close, and the shower turn on in the spare room, you went in and gathered the clothes he’d left for you. Bringing them to the washer, you fished through the pockets to be sure there wasn’t anything that could be ruined, or that would ruin your machine. Buried deep in the 5th pocket was a small, folded piece of paper. You threw the clothes into the washer and unfolded it. It simply said:

Dean,

Shifter at the Damon’s. Meet there at 3.

~ E.

“Dean…” you whispered to the empty room. “I guess your name is Dean.” Looking down at the note again, you kept going back to the first word… Shifter. “What the fuck is a shifter?”

He rejoined you an hour later; Shane’s clothes were far too big on him, but he made it work. Now that he was properly cleaned of the mud and blood, you saw how really striking he was. His green eyes were brighter now, giving way too little creases at the corners when he smiled. He drew in the scent of the kitchen, and it was the first time you saw a true grin unfold across his face. When he walked, the pain was still evident in his expression, but he seemed to take it in stride, never once grunting or complaining.

“Whatever you heated up smells great,” he said and took a seat at your small, round table.

“It’s just some Shepherd’s Pie. Hope you aren’t a vegetarian or anything.”

“Honestly, I doubt it. But if I am, maybe its time for a change. Cause that really smells good,” he licked his lips and looked past you at the pan cooling on the stove.

“Oh, I found this…” you took the paper from your pocket and handed it to him. “Sorry, for snooping. I looked through your jean pockets before washing them and that was folded up really small. I could be wrong, but I am assuming you’re Dean.”

He studied the paper, a slight frown tugging at the corners of his mouth. “Maybe I’m ‘E’.”

“Well, I thought of that,” you said and motioned towards the pen and paper on the table. “Copy the note on that and if the handwriting matches…”

“Then I’m ‘E’,” he finished, nodding in agreement. “Smart thinking.”

You watched as he copied the note word for word. Holding them up for comparison, the answer was clear. “You are definitely not ‘E’,” you laughed holding the two papers side by side. “It’s nice to finally meet you, Dean.”

Four Days Later...

“Are you sure about this, Dean?”

“Yeah, I’m positive. Look, I feel great. I am 100% up to this.”

He had taken the last few days to rest and heal as much as possible. The cut on his head had healed well with the suture band-aids you’d found in the pharmacy a few towns over. His ribs were sore, but Dean swore to you they were no longer causing him intense pain. His memory was still vacant, but it didn’t seem to bother him. If anything, Dean was content with just resting and healing in your spare bedroom, spending most of his time watching movies or surfing through Netflix.

“You’re a liar. But, I’d rather have you in the store and not Shane. He truly does drive me crazy.”

“Then it’s settled. Just tell Shane you hired me to help and he can spend more time, somewhere else. Not nosing around here and bothering you.”

Dean raised his eyebrows at you, looking for your agreement. Nodding in return, you shut off the truck’s engine and headed towards the store. The normal early morning customers were floating in and out of the entrance, all passing greetings as they went and giving Dean a firm once over.

“Come on,” you whispered and grabbed his arm, “let’s go around back. You can hang in the office until I talk to Shane.”

Leaving Dean to wait in the back room, you made your way through the aisles of pantry essentials and knick-knacks and found your stepbrother behind the register, the usual glower of anger attached to his face. He must have sensed you there and looked up, immediately meeting your gaze. You could see even from a distance, that he had been drinking already and it was barely nine in the morning. His demeanor towards the customers was meaner than usual, and he could barely stand up without swaying back and forth or holding onto the counter.

“Well, look who decided to show up,” he yelled across the store. “The Queen Dame herself! Aren’t we peons so lucky, she’s decided—”

“Shut the fuck up, Shane,” one of the guys in line spoke up. “Stop being an ass so early in the mornin’, ‘n leave her alone.”

“You shut it, Billy. This is between me and the princess here. Get your shit and go,” Shane grunted, pushing the change roughly into his hand.

As the last customer scurried away, you approached the counter and tried to lead the conversation with a smile.

“So, listen. I appreciate all you’ve done to help me out here while I needed it, but I found someone to help out. You are free to go back home and—”

“You’re kicking me out? Of my own place?” His face was glowing bright red from the anger building up.

“Your place?”

“Might as well be! I do all the work around here while you sit in that cushy office. Who chops the wood and bundles it? Hmm? Who stocks the shelves, and does inventory, and runs the register when you disappear for hours? Huh?!” His voice was growing louder and louder, and you were just grateful there were no customers left.

“Shane, please…”

“No! This is bullshit, you can’t just kick me out!”

“Actually, buddy, she can,” Dean spoke up, making you whirl around to see him standing close behind you. His arms were crossed over his chest, his stance assured and ready.

“Dean, you don’t have too,” you whispered as he started to approach Shane.

“Y/N, its fine,” he said without giving you a passing glance, but just rested his hand on your shoulder as he walked by.

“Who the fuck are you?” Shane questioned, a drunken burp penetrating his words.

“I’m the guy who is asking you nicely to leave. I’ll be helping out around here so you can go back to whatever cave you came from.”

Shane laughed loudly, but nothing about it was jovial. You had seen the look he had in his eyes; it was the same one his dad would get before backhanding you across the face. Your body involuntarily reacted as he huffed around the corner of the register and straight towards you.

“This place is as much mine as it is hers. MY father ran it! It’s rightfully mine!”

“Yeah, after MY mother died and he took it from me,” you growled, your own pent-up rage about the past starting to surface.

Shane didn’t take your comment with any sort of cool demeanor. His anger was growing and while you chalked it up mostly to the alcohol, you knew he had it buried in him for the same reasons you did. The difference was you didn’t let it affect how you treated others; he did. Shane’s fists were balling in and out, ready to hit something. Dean placed himself squarely between the two of you; his own fists ready for the challenge.

“Move,” he growled at Dean, but it only made him laugh.

Looking up at Shane, he shook his head and crossed his arms again. “No.”

“This ain’t your fight, hoss. She wants me gone, she’s gonna have to fight me for it.”

“Dude, what are you, six? Can’t cry to mommy cause ‘lil sister took your toy? Grow the fuck up, man. But more importantly, get the fuck out. Y/N and I can run the place and we don’t need your help. As for who’s property this is, check the lease, dickhead. It clearly has her name on all the paperwork. As do all the permits saying it’s a lawfully opened business.”

“You fucking this guy or something?” he asked you with a chuckle. “Can’t believe anyone would wanna touch—”

“Alright, I’ve heard enough,” Dean mumbled just before clenching his fist and bringing it around to Shane’s jaw.

Dean’s knuckles make a sickening crack when they met Shane’s face. You could see Dean wince in pain, but it didn’t slow him down. He threw another punch almost immediately, sending Shane stumbling backward into one of the displays holding chips and candy, knocking it over and scattering the merchandise everywhere.

Shane went to get on his feet, but Dean was there before he could, placing one booted foot on his chest. “Do you need to be asked again? Or can you leave quietly now?”

Staring at him in disbelief, Shane was speechless. Dean was calm and collected, his voice never raised, nor did he escalate the fight further. He allowed your step-brother to find his footing, the alcohol and Dean’s assault causing him to sway back and forth. His red, bloodshot eyes were adjusting to the room, his head swimming in what just happened.

“I, uh… I’ll go. But this isn’t over,” he warned, though without must gusto.

“Yeah, it is,” Dean said and walked towards the main entrance. He opened the door and waited for Shane to leave. When he got close enough, Dean grabbed him by the back of the shirt and “nudged” him out, but not before Shane “accidentally” crashed into the wooden door frame.

“Oops, watch it, buddy. Maybe start drinking a bit later in the day, huh?” Dean advised him and gave him a final shove out the door, then closing it and locking it behind him.

“Wait! My keys—”

“Fat chance my friend. No way you’re driving. Walk it off and pick them up tomorrow.”

Dean pulled the shade down that covered the glass when the store was closed, finally obscuring you from having to see Shane’s face.

“You alright?” he asked, taking your shoulders beneath his hands and meeting your eyes.

“Yeah, I think so. He’s just…”

“He’s an ass. I can see why you wanted him gone.”

“Thank you. But Dean, you—you can’t stay here. I mean, you have a life somewhere. I guarantee someone is looking for you. Don’t you want to know who they are… who you are?”

“I know who I am, Y/N. I’m Dean and today, I start my new job at this here General Store. For now, that’s enough. Besides, after all, you’ve done for me, I want to help you out. Getting rid of sasquatch over there was a start, but I’m here to work, too. Point me in a direction and use me.”

His playful smirk affected you more than you cared to admit. Sure, Dean was good looking, that wasn’t up for debate, but in the last couple days he’d been around, you continually found yourself highly affected by most of what he said and did. He was kind and funny, and even while in great pain, made you feel appreciated and that he actually enjoyed your company. You didn’t want him to go, but you also felt guilty keeping him when he wasn’t yours.

“What if you have a wife… hell, a husband… a family... friends? What about them?”

“I would think if I had any of those things, I would feel it. I would feel it somewhere inside. That nagging itch that I needed to get to someone. But I don’t.”

“What about ‘E’? Maybe—”

Dean gently, but without hesitation, caressed your cheek, a twitch of a smile playing around his lips. “I’m right where I want to be. Cross my heart.”

Part 2 Published 7/27/18.

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