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hyperion-moonbabe · 5 years ago

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Caught In Between: 04. The Sun and Moon Curse

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Summary: Athena Dumont has finally found a place to call home after many years of foster homes and traveling. She had finally tamed her supernatural side and just wanted to live a normal teenage life. She quickly discovers that there is nothing normal about her hometown, Mystic Falls and gets sucked right back into the supernatural world.

Post Date: 03.31.20

Word count: 4.1k

Based off: 02x09 “Katerina”, 02x10 “The Sacrifice”, 02x11 “By Light of the Moon”

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I wake up to an empty bed, not questioning where Damon was. I got dressed and made my way downstairs. I noticed chatter in the main room, it was Damon, Stefan, Elena, and Rose.

“Okay, you have to understand I only know what I’ve picked up over the years and I don’t know what’s true and what’s not true. It’s the problem with all this vampire crap. But Klaus, I know is real,” Rose explains, I freeze halfway down the stairs wanting to wait where the conversation was going.

“Who is he?” Elena questions.

“He’s one of the Originals, he’s a legend,” Damon responds.

“From the first generation of vampires,” Stefan explains further.

“Like Elijah?” Elena continues to question. Sometimes this girl needs to learn to just wait and listen.

“No. Elijah was the Easter bunny compared to Klaus. He’s a foot soldier. Klaus is the real deal.” I roll my eyes at how Rose compares them.

“Klaus is known to be the oldest.” Stefan states.

“Okay, so you’re saying that the oldest vampire in the history of time is coming after me?” Elena asks trying to sort the information. Rose and Stefan disagree on the answer to Elena’s question.

“What they’re saying is, I mean if what she’s saying is true…” Damon starts.

“Which it is,” Rose rebuttals.

“And you’re not saying it so I don’t kill you,”

“Which I’m not,”

“Then we’re looking at a solid maybe,” Damon says, even though he’s not really sure.

“Look, Elijah’s dead, right? So no one else even knows that you exist.” Stefan states as I get closer to the room.

“Not that you know of,” Rose quickly responds.

“That’s not helping,” Damon says annoyed.

“Look, I’ve never even met anyone who’s laid eyes on him. I mean, we’re talking centuries of truth mixed with fiction. We don’t know if he’s real. For all we know he could just be some sort of stupid bedtime story,” Stefan says clearly trying to calm Elena.

“He’s real and he doesn’t give up. If he wants something, he gets it. If you’re not afraid of Klaus, then you’re an idiot.” Rose quickly says trying to get it through their thick skulls. I guess the only way to help them realize it, is for me to tell them what I know.

“Alright, we’re shaking, you’ve made your point,” Damon says, while I am surprised he didn’t rat me out or really Elena either.

“But, I haven’t,” I say stepping into the room. They all looked confused except Damon.

“I’m gonna have to go with Rose on this one. That person you said that you’ve never met who’s laid eyes on Klaus, Stefan. Well, you’ve met her.” I say making my voice quieter towards the end of my sentence and pointing to myself.

“You’ve seen Klaus?” Stefan asks me making his way over to me.

“Seen him? I lived with him, for a time” I state.

“So should we believe what Rose says?” Damon asks.

“Klaus tried to never act out or anything in front of me, but I have seen him act out. What I can tell you is that if he’s after Elena, it’s not gonna be good, he really doesn’t give up. And I promise that I won’t let him get to you,” I say turning my attention to Elena.

“So wouldn’t that mean he won’t give up on you either, because he clearly wants you,” Damon states.

“I can deal with him on my own, but I won’t let him hurt my friends,” I say sternly and cross my arms.

Elena starts to get up from her spot on the couch, “Where you going?” Stefan questions Elena.

“School. I’m late.” Elena says slowly, which means shes hiding something.

“Ooo, can you be late a little more. I gotta go too.” I say remembering that school is still a thing for me.

“Let me grab my stuff, I’ll go with you,” Stefan says after me.

“It’s okay, I know where it is. But be quick, Athena,” Elena says as I run up the stairs to grab my stuff.

I rush back downstairs, Elena and I make our way out the door, “So why did you want me to come and not Stefan? I mean I know you’re not really going to school,” I say walking with Elena.

“Because I’m going to talk to Katherine and I thought you may want to come along. I’m gonna text Caroline and let her know to meet us in the woods.” She says as she pulls out her phone to text Caroline.

We first stop by somewhere to get a bag and then make our way to wait for Caroline in the woods, “So why do you want to talk to Katherine?” I ask as we wait for Caroline.

“She’s the only one who knows the truth about Klaus. And I’m sure you know some information. But Katherine is 500 years old she’ll have other useful info, that can tell me how to stop him,” Elena explains.

“I can’t argue with that. But please know that I will keep him from hurting you by any means possible,” I reply taking her hands in mine. Before Elena can respond we’re interrupted by Caroline.

Elena lets go of my hands and grabs the bag she set down on the ground. We start to make our way over to the church ruins as Elena and Caroline talk about the situation.

“So, no offense, Athena, but I’m just wondering why you’re here,” Caroline asks looking at me.

“Well, I guess I should come out with it to everyone. I know Klaus, probably not as much as Katherine. But I could fact check her if possible,” I explain shortly.

“So, you actually have met the guy,” Caroline says disbelievingly.

“And lived with him. I don’t really know all that much about him and his quest for this curse to be honest. But I will tell you that, we may have been involved, and that I may be able to help. You can’t tell anyone, please promise that.” I say as, Caroline and Elena nod in agreement with my request.

We make it to the top on the stairs that lead down to the tomb as Caroline continues to ask Elena questions. We make our way down to the tomb, where there is a big stone door blocking the entry, “Are you sure you wanna do this?” Caroline questions looking at Elena.

“Yes, I’m sure. She’s the only one who knows the truth about Klaus, the only one who can tell me how to stop him,” Elena states turning back to Caroline. They continue to bicker since Caroline is worried about Elena. Caroline then makes her way over to the door and picks it up and moves it out of the way.

“Katherine,” Elena’s voice echoes into the dark abyss of the tomb. “I’ll be okay from here,” Elena says turning to Caroline and me, but we both just give her stern looks.

Soon enough we hear rustling from the tomb and Katherine appears into the light, “Hello, Elena. You come to watch me wither away? Goodbye, Caroline,” Katherine says with a raspy voice.

“As long as I stay on this side of the door, she can’t hurt me. Please,” Elena says and looks at both of us. Caroline and I just sternly look at Elena before we start walking away.

“Did I say you, Athena? Stay.” Katherine responds. I stop in my tracks and turn back and walk back to Elena.

“Stefan know you’re here?” Katherine questions her doppelganger.

“I brought you some things,” Is all Elena says while she sets down the bag she brought.

“You came to bribe me? What is it that you want?” Kathrine says clearly not wanting anything to do with Elena.

“I want you to tell me about Klaus.” Elena requests as she throws some things at Katherine’s feet.

“Mmm, you’ve been busy. But why can’t Athena tell you anything, she has spent some time with him,” Katherine says sounding more intrigued.

“Because I don’t have the information that you could provide. But speaking of, why do you want me here?” I explain to her getting right up to her but not into the tomb.

“I also brought you this. It’s your family history. It says in here that the family line ended with you. Obviously that’s not true,” Elena interrupts as she pulls out a big book from the bag. I go back to go through it to see what else there is.

“You think that if you brought me some family keepsake that I’d open up?” Katherine asks not wanting to give up any info.

“She also brought you this,” I say and pull a plastic water bottle out full of blood. Katherine tries to vamp speed to get the bottle but is held back by the spell keeping her in.

“You don’t look so good. How long before your body shuts down? 10, 20 years? It must be painful to desiccate and mummify. I can’t even imagine.” Elena states coldly. I look at her surprised at the confidence in her voice. Katherine slides down the side of the wall as Elena pours a small bit of the blood in a cup and slides it over to Katherine.

“You have the Petrova fire,” Katherine states looking at Elena and drinks the blood.

“More blood?” Elena asks, using it as a tactic to get information.

As Elena slides the cup towards herself and I crouch down next to her Katherine starts to explain, “It’s a long story, Klaus and I. Goes all the way all the way back to England, 1492, after I left Bulgaria. Or was thrown out” She starts and take another gulp of blood. Katherine continues to explain how she ended up in England and involved with Klaus.

“So, what did Klaus want?” I ask actually interested.

“The same thing that he’ll want from you,” Katherine says looking back at Elena.

“He wants to break the curse. He told me a little about it but not enough to tell me what he needed to do or really why,” I say as Elena and Katherine turn their attention to me.

“By sacrificing the Petrova Doppelganger,” Elena blurts out.

“He wanted to drain every single drop of blood from my body,” Katherine explains. I squeeze Elena’s hand when I notice her getting more nervous.

Elena hands me the bottle of blood to pour for Katherine as she continues to question her, “ What does the Petrova bloodline have to do with Klaus?”

“It’s really tedious but...The curse was bound by the sacrifice of Petrova blood. Witches are crafty with their spells. The doppelganger was created as a way to be able to undo the spell. Once the doppelganger reappeared, the curse can be broken,” Katherine explains.

“So you ran before he killed you,” I state trying to see where she was getting at.

“Something like that,” Katherine says and continues to explain how she met Rose, was healed by her and then hung herself to become a vampire.

“You killed yourself?” Elena asks even though it was clear that she had to die somehow to be here today.

“Klaus needed a human doppelganger. As a vampire, I was no longer any use to him,” Katherine responds.

“But it clearly didn’t work. I mean you’ve been running from Klaus ever since,” I state.

“Lucky you, you aren’t. I underestimated his spirit for vengeance but living in a suitcase is better than dying so you can have your blood spilled over some silly little rock,” Katherine says with a little annoyance. Elena looks overwhelmed and scared while Katherine just taunts at the idea of making Elena a vampire. Katherine continues with her story and explains that she used Rose and Trevor to look out for herself.

“So how much of your little story is true?” I ask looking at Katherine.

“I have no reason to lie. I have no reason to do anything but sit here and read and rot,” Katherine says annoyed as she flips through the book.

“Ok, so you mean it’s even partially true, that’s the reason why you came back isn’t it? Because you wanted to be the one to hand me over to Klaus.” Elena states.

“Mm, 500 years on the run, I figured maybe he’d be willing to strike a deal,” Katherine says struggling to get up from the ground.

“So you got Mason Lockwood to find you the moonstone,” Elena says.

“Right again,”

“What else is needed to break the curse?” Elena asks.

“Mmm. Look who’s getting smarter.” Katherine taunts.

“It’s not just me or the stone, is it? Otherwise, there would be no reason to trigger Tyler Lockwood’s werewolf curse. But then why do you want Athena here?” Elena says as she thinks about it.

“Witches and their spells. So many ingredients, so many people to sacrifice.” Katherine taunts but not answering Elena’s question.

“So you need a werewolf? Why not me then?” I interrupt their conversation.

“Believe it or not, they’re hard to come by. And I had planned on triggering Tyler’s curse before I even met you. I mean I’m sure you would do just fine, except for the fact that I think Klaus would kill me on the spot for offering you up. Yeh, I heard some rumors about a Dumont wolf running around with Klaus, figured it was you.” Katherine explains as I just stare at her stiffly.

“What else?” Elena injects before I can respond.

“A witch to do the spell. Mine bailed but Bonnie will do just fine.”

“What else?”

“Vampire.”

“Caroline,” I say realizing that’s why she was probably killed.

“It could have been anyone I suppose but I like the poetry of Caroline.”

“So you were gonna just hand us all over to be killed?” Elena asks.

“Better you die than I,” Katherine says before she slinks back into the darkness of the tomb.

Elena and I just stand there trying to take in all the information that Katherine dished out. We started to get ready to go until Stefan walked down the stairs, “Elena. Athena.” He says looking from me to Elena.

“Stefan, what are you doing here?” She asks him.

“I could ask you guys the same question,” He responds.

“Caroline told you,” I say under my breath behind Elena.

“No, she kept your secret but it didn’t take long for me to figure out what was so important that you’d have to keep it from me.” He explains.

“I knew that you’d stop me,” Elena says defensively.

“Listen, whatever she said to you guys is a lie. Do not listen to her. She is a liar,” Stefan states.

“What if she isn’t?” Elena says back.

“Sorry to interrupt but you didn’t hear what she said,” I say walking up to the couple shaking my head.

“You don’t have to worry, I’m not gonna let anything happen to you,” Stefan says making his voice softer.

“That’s the problem, you won’t but you’ll die trying. How’s that any better?” Elena rebuttals. I notice Katherine come back out of the shadows.

“There’s nothing you can do, Stefan. I haven’t even told you the best part of the story.” She says and starts to tell us about how her entire family was killed. Stefan tries to keep Elena from listening but just says that there’s no hiding from Klaus and that when Klaus shows up, that we’ll all be dead.

Stefan and I take Elena back to her house, I notice some awkward tension in the air so I let Stefan walk her up to her door. After a while, I notice that Elena is crying and Stefan is just clutching her in his arms. He walks back to his car and sits for a while.

“Is she ok?” I ask him.

“Yeh, she’s shaken up. Worried about everyone else. Can you verify anything Katherine said?” He sighs.

“Well, I don’t know much but as far as the curse goes for breaking it. What she said sounds pretty solid. At least it sounded like it.” I reply.

“So you really knew the guy?” He asks as he starts the car.

“Yeh, but he didn’t tell me much. He didn’t like to bring ‘business’ home to me. As he liked to tell me. This curse is part of the reason I left, but I guess I couldn’t escape it. I’m sorry I can’t be more help.” I explain with a sad tone.

“It’s alright, better than none. Ummm… my house or yours?” He asks.

“Uh, yours. I’m still working on putting mine back together. No bed.” I say nervously.

“Alright,” Stefan says and drives us over to his house.

I spent the next day just hanging out at the Salvatore house until I got a somewhat distressing call from Caroline asking for me to come to her house. I made my way over as fast as possible. Once I go to Caroline’s house, I was lead into the living room.

“What’s up?” I ask concerned.

“We found Tyler’s uncle’s video and log about his transformation and since he isn’t here I thought we would ask you about it,” She says.

“Look, the first full moon sucks, I’m not even gonna sugar coat it. But over time it stops hurting as much and nothing beats running in the woods without any worries. I’m sure whatever your uncle did is what you want to do but I can assure you that being chained up isn’t the way to go.” I say sitting next to Tyler.

“Ok, thank you.” He says calming down.

“Anytime, just let me know if you have any more questions, we may not have a pack but we have each other. You can get through this.” I get up and walk over to Caroline who left to the front door, where I see Matt waiting.

“Hey, I have to go. Are you sure you want to help Tyler? You could get hurt, you know werewolf bites are deadly to vampires right?” I ask concerned for her safety.

“I’m sure. Thank you again for coming,” She replies back as we hug. She opens the door for Matt as I leave.

The next day Elena asks me if I could come over because she’s trapped in her house with Damon, while everyone else does whatever, I agree considering that there’s not much else to do and I’m sure Elena doesn’t want to be stuck with Damon. I make my way over to her house and knock on the door.

“Look who it is, our wolf buddy,” Damon says as he opens the door for me.

Damon and I make our way back over to the couch that Elena is sitting on, “Thank god you’re here,” She whispers to me.

“I heard that,” Damon whispers back. “Where’s Bonnie?” He asks making his voice louder.

“I thought she was meeting you,” Jeremy says as he enters the room.

“No, she’s on moonstone duty and we’re on Elena patrol,” Damon says gesturing to me.

“No, you are. I’m just here because I thought I’d keep Elena company.” I state back.

“And who’s on Tyler Lockwood and the full moon?” Jeremy asks.

“Vampire Barbie asked me if she could handle it, and I said, why not? Figured if she screwed up, he’ll bite her and I’ll be rid of two of my problems,” Damon says nonchalantly.

“Hold on a second. Tonight’s the full moon?” Elena asks and Damon’s phone starts to ring.

“Yep, But you’re too absorbed with all your suicidal tendencies to notice.” He says as he gets up to answer his phone.

“Shut up Damon,” I say and glare at him and he answers his phone. “I talked to both Tyler and Caroline and they have everything sorted out,” I say as Elena turns towards me.

“What about you? I mean you’re a werewolf,” She asks me concerningly.

“I’ll be fine. My curse has been triggered longer and my transformation won’t last as long.” I reassure her.

After Elena and I are done talking he turns back to us, “Change of plans. You babysit,” He says and points between Jeremy and me “Hey you know, you should get out, enjoy the sun. Oh wait, you can’t” Damon says. Elena and I just both respond by throwing a pillow at him.

Elena and I decide to go hang out upstairs, after a few hours Elena goes down to get us some food. I hear Elena running up the stairs and start to knock on her brother’s door after she tells a clear lie to him, I hear Elijah’s voice. They make their way into Elena’s room where I’m just sitting on her windowsill.

“Oh, forgive the intrusion. I mean your family no harm. Athena.” Elijah says walking into the room and taking notice of me. I notice Elena’s face, which clearly reads that she wants me to stay in the room.

“Why did you kill those vampires when they tried to take me?” Elena asks as she quietly closes the door.

“Because I didn’t want you to be taken. Klaus is the most feared and hated of the Originals, but those that fear him are desperate for his approval. If word gets out that the doppelganger exists, there’ll be a line of vampires eager to take you to him and I can’t have that.” Elijah explains as he takes a seat next to me.

“Isn’t that exactly what you’re trying to do?” Elena asks.

“Let’s just say that my goal is not to break the curse.” He states.

“So, what is your goal?” I ask looking over at him.

“Klaus’ obsessions have made him paranoid. He’s a recluse. He trusts only those in his immediate circle.” Elijah explains.

“Like you?” Elena asks quieter.

“Not anymore. But, maybe Athena,” He says looking over at me. His statement just makes me confused since I had left both of them, how could either of them trust me.

“You don’t know where he is, do you?” I ask more intrigued by the situation.

“So you’re trying to use Athena and me to draw him out,” Elena says crossing her arms.

“Well, to do that, I need you to stay put and stop trying to get yourself killed. And possibly, have you come home with me, Athena,” Elijah and smirks.

“How do I know you’re telling the truth?” Elena quickly asks.

“If I wasn’t being truthful, all your family would be dead and I’d be taking you to Klaus right now. Instead, I’m here and I’m prepared to offer you a deal.” Elijah responds.

“What kind of deal?” I ask and get up to stand next to Elena.

“Do nothing. Do nothing, live your life, stop fighting. And then, when the time is right, you and I shall draw Klaus out together. And I shall make certain that your friends remain unharmed. My deal for you Athena is the same as Elena or come home with me and help me.” Elijah explains.

“And then what?” Elena asks before I can get a word out.

“Then I kill him,” Elijah says coldly. My heart jumps a little, I guess Elijah noticed as he quickly shifted glance to me then back to Elena. I never thought about it since I left but it kind of hurt hearing Elijah say that he was gonna kill his own brother. I guess that shows that I still had a few feelings for him and I wasn’t sure what to think.

“I’m a man of my word, Elena. I make a deal. I keep a deal.” Elijah says as I turn my attention back to the conversation.

“That I can tell you is true,” I say from next to Elena.

“How are you gonna be able to keep everybody safe?” Elena questions.

I tune out the rest of the conversation as I start to feel a small pain in my abdomen signaling that my transformation is starting. I look out of Elena’s window to how high the moon is, “ I gotta go, my transformation is starting,” I strain as the pain gets stronger. I guess Elijah and Elena finished talking because the next thing I know, I’m rushed out of her house to somewhere in the woods.

“I don’t need your help Elijah,” I strain even more trying to get away from him.

“Okay, Okay. Can you at least consider my deal and come back home?” He asks.

“No, my friends need me here,” I say before I left out a gut-wrenching scream as my bones start to break.

“Just know that the offer is always there and that I really do need your help with Klaus,” Elijah says before I just barely notice him vamp speed away.

A/N: Here is part 4 based on 02x09 “Katerina” and a little bit of 02x10 “The sacrifice” and 02x11 “By the Light of the Moon”. This was really just a filler part. I’m going to skip the next few episodes since those would also be more filler and I want to get into the juicy stuff haha. I know I’ve been randomly uploading a lot and I’m not sure how long this fast uploading will last. I hope you enjoyed and thank you for reading! Stay safe and healthy everyone.

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Starcrossed Losers III (Josh Wheeler xReader)

A/N: Sometimes I wonder like, maybe you guys don’t care about the plot and just wanna see some dorks fall in love? but I have to warn you, I’m planning on making this pretty much a slow burn, probably something I should’ve said since chapter one lmao anyway, please leave some feedback after you’re done reading! we appreciate it lots :)

Words: 1,900

Warnings: Swearing, hands going down ghoulie’s throats, descriptions of violent deaths and blood.

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I had spent the majority of that hour just walking in circles trying to find a solution to our current problem when Angelica came back telling us about the security Eli had put on the place. Not gonna lie, I was impressed. Suddenly, another of those horrible screams echoed to remind us that we’re not alone. And after Angelica mentioned how we could always kill whatever it was the source of the noise, Josh was very reluctant about it.

“We’re not killing anyone. This was the last place where Sam was seen. She’s the only kid I knew who loved the mall.”

“You didn’t know a lot of kids then,” I snort.

Josh stares at me in annoyance but continues his speech anyway.

“What if she’s this Witch?”

“You think she turned into a ghoulie?” Angelica scrunches up her nose.

“You said it yourself, we have no idea what’s going on. If there’s even a chance, I have to help Sam”

“Eye roll, you only like Sam ‘cause she may have touched your dick.”

I snort again, totally amused. Josh’s frown only grows deeper and I raise my hands in defeat.

“My bad. Gonna go and... I don’t know, get snacks or something.”

While I’m walking away I still manage to hear a few sentences of what Josh is saying.

“This is not about getting some handy from some rando. This is love.”

“Is he listening to himself?” I shake my head, “this guy’s crazy...”

Don’t misunderstand. I do believe in love. The thing that I don’t believe is Josh’s speech of true love and loyalty. How can I, when I know that he met Sam for only a few months before the nuke? Do I think it’s impossible to fall in love in such a short notice? Nah, I think it’s totally believable. The thing is... okay, don’t judge. But the thing is that we’re teenagers, right? I mean, hormones are wild right now, you can be crazy in love with someone and still look at Chris Hemsworth and wish he would crush your head with his thighs or... whatever it is that you dream, I definitely don’t think about that. I’m more of a Chris Evans lover.

So yeah, I’m sorry if I don’t fully think that Josh, a seventeen-year-old boy, would have zero attraction to anyone who doesn’t have Sam Dean’s face. We’re all human, for fuck’s sake. I dated a guy while still completely whipped for Alex. And Alex dated several people too. And he had a talent for that, believe me.

Listen to this: don’t fall in love at all. If you wanna feel loved, get tons of friends: mutuals on twitter, tumblr or fucking facebook for that matter. They’ll always tell you pretty things. Or hug your parents. Your siblings. Literally, do anything but fall in love. I know it sounds like this beautiful thing from heaven but love is far from being the solution.

Crap. I’m sounding like a bitter asshole, aren’t I? I’m sorry. The apocalypse it’s taking a toll on me. Maybe I should take some time away from Glendale, go to a far land and never come back, maybe I should- HOLY FUCK THE WITCH IS HERE

I stand there, terrified of moving in a way that might warn her of my presence. I gather enough courage to walk away, little by little without turning my back to her so I can make sure she hasn’t noticed me. Unfortunately, it also means I can’t see Josh behind me, holding his skate like a shield with one hand, and a long stick with a chord at the end with the other.

“Don’t freak,” He whispers, and I react the only way anyone would react if a voice talks to their ear when they’re alert: I scream.

The woman stands up and I quickly stand behind Josh’s body. Hey, he’s the one holding the shield! I have nothing. Luckily though, she doesn’t attack us and instead, she walks further into the store.

“Sam!” Josh calls her out.

“You don’t know if that’s Sam!” I hiss.

Josh doesn’t listen to me and keeps going, so I keep going as well. We lose her after a few seconds and turn around just to see her standing right in front of our faces.

“Fuck!” I jump so high that in a different context I’d have been embarrassed. But right now I’m just praying to any god ‘please, let me make it to next month’.

“Sam?” asks Josh, and I wanna reply with ‘Stop calling her Sam, can’t you see she’s got curly dark hair, you blind shit?!’

But someone else starts singing behind the witch and when she turns around I can see Angelica standing there and I’m both, thankful and pissed that even a twelve-year-old girl has a way to defend herself and I only got my skates. She cuts her hand and the witch immediately rushes over to attack, leaving us safe. Of course, now it was our turn to chase down the two so Angelica wouldn’t get eaten.

“Angelica!” Josh stops in front of a store and I hear him mumble, “dummy...”

I get there a moment after and I see the woman leaning over a small body. I gasp, covering my eyes and asking with a thin voice, “Is it bad? How much blood is there?”

“Dummy” I hear him say again, this time in a more flat voice.

“Hey, dummies!” And that’s definitely Angelica, and she’s definitely not where I thought she was, so I uncover my eyes and I get to see when she pulls down the metal curtain, trapping the witch inside the shop, “so, is that thing your girly-friend?”

He steps closer, “Sam? it’s me. It’s Josh.”

I’m about to reply that there is no way in hell that’s Sam when she talks back.

“Josh,” Her voice is weak and dry, “Josh Wheeler?”

Josh softly laughs beside me, nodding at the girl, “Yeah, that’s right.”

“Josh Wheeler?” She stands up and walks towards the curtain, removing the hair from her face and smiles wildly at the boy. Yup, that’s definitely not Sam, “Present.”

“That’s not Sam! That’s not fucking Sam at all!”

Yeah I know, I called it.

The woman repeats his words and smashes the doll’s head against the curtain.

“Wait,” I raise my voice, suddenly recognizing her, “isn’t it...”

“Ms. Crumble?” Josh and I ask in unison.

Yes, she was. Holy shit. Angelica goes off about how this is an amazing discovery ‘cause Crumble is capable of saying more than two words. Then Crumble goes off on how much she hates the new world and decides to walk straight into one of the mannequins. After a while of watching Angelica make goggling eyes at our former teacher, Josh and I decide to move on.

“Look I gotta go.”

“Yeah, me too,” I say, crossing my arms, “I’m not wasting more of my time with any of you”

Angelica tries hard to convince us, but her speech does the opposite effect on me. She says that there’s a mind with functional thoughts in every ghoulie. That our parents aren’t totally gone, and I refuse to believe she’s right.

“Ghoulies aren’t good. And they certainly aren’t people, Angelica. Not anymore.”

I’m one to know, I learned that the hard way with pretty much my whole family. I went to my house after the nuke exploded and boom! My parents were suddenly trying to eat my face. I had to lock them in their room before going over to Grandma’s. And grandma had turned out to be fucking vicious as hell, even for a ghoulie. So I set her on fire along with my uncle, aunt, and her entire house.

Anyway, I left Glendale to reunite with my sister Katie, more prepared than the last two tries. Part of me prayed for all the precautions to be unnecessary at the end, cause I was tired, and all I wanted was a goddamned break. I just wanted to see my sister. When I had to smash her head with that chair, it felt like I was the one agonizing.

But I convinced myself it wasn’t Katie anymore. That thing was a monster and I had to get rid of it so my sister could rest. You can understand why then, hearing Angelica say those things kinda made me want to run away and never look back at any of their faces.

“This isn’t gonna bring your parents back,” replies Josh, “I need to go and find Sam. Soon as I figure out how to get past Eli’s locked and booby-trapped doors.”

“I can get you out,” Says Ms. Crumble, “I have a key.”

She frantically searches through her stuff while talking to some dusty doll heads and I know, I know this has to be a bad dream. I’m not actually here, I probably fell asleep on the couch after eating too much. Crumble says she put the keys on a clapper and she (of course) starts clapping, dropping the doll heads on the process.

“I remember now. I ate the keys” Crumbles laments, “I needed the iron. Hold on.”

“I was wrong,” I whisper, “every time she opens her mouth I feel like I’m having a stroke”

Josh quietly chuckles beside me, and we share a look of complicity. Glad to see I’m not the only one who doesn’t have a clue of what is happening right now.

Crumble sits on the chair closest to her and in a matter of seconds opens her mouth impossibly wider than any mouth should be allowed to. Then she puts her hand inside.

“Shit, shit, shit...” I cling to Josh’s arm and hold it tight with both hands, “I’m in hell. This is the worst thing I have ever...”

“This is the best thing I have ever seen,” Angelica cuts my comment, “and I once saw a robot kill a monkey in a knife fight in Thailand.”

“I’m never sleeping again,” I can practically feel my soul leaving my body and fleeting to another continent. Crumble pulls out her hand and... it’s another fucking head. How many dolls has she beheaded?

Crumble lets us know that she can’t reach the keys and Angelica offers to help. She says no, then asks Josh to do it instead.

“Are you gonna eat my arm?” His voice is fearful, I can tell he really doesn’t wanna do it.

“I don’t know,” she says, laughing right after saying it.

“Josh?” Inquires Angelica.

I grab him by the shoulders so now he’s looking at me.

“No,” I say, “that’s crazy Josh, you can’t put your arm inside a Ghoulie’s throat!”

“Just a sec,” He looks at me with wide eyes, but takes a deep breath and shakes his head, not really answering to me, “okay.”

“Josh!” I insist, “please, we can find another way to get out, just don’t do it!”

“I have to,” Even if he doesn’t say it, I can complete the phrase with what I know for sure is going through his mind: For Sam.

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dragonindigo245 · 5 years ago

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Heyo!!! This is a WIP story I'm doing with the amazing @pawton-meowity! Hope you enjoy! The odd numbered chapters will be posted on their Tumblr while the even ones will be on mine. Feel free to request to be added to the tag list for updates! Thanks! 💚🖤💚

Tw: Tramatic flashbacks

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Chapter 4: P.O.V of Virgil

“I have just the thing for you.” I felt the inside of my hoodie pocket with a smile creeping across my face. Logan raised an eyebrow as I pulled out what they would probably assume to be a bracelet.

“I have a few extra of these. They hide your powers from detectors at the cost of nullifying them. As long as they don’t know your face then they won’t know it’s you they’re after. Course you’ll probably have to wear long sleeves to hide them because the uh.. ‘burn brothers’ know what they are. You’re alright Princey but Logan and Patton need to wear a hoodie or something.” When I explained this, Patton sucked in a large breath of air and fiddled with his hands.

“Ah well… that’s a problem… you see I’m in nursing school so we kinda… ya know… need our sleeves up sometimes.”

Well shit. This is going to be harder than I thought. I pondered for a few moments debating over to risk it and have him wear the nullifier unless he was doing hands on stuff or to have him go without until I can build him one to go somewhere else than his wrist. Course life isn’t just simple enough to let us get away with this. Of fucking course it isn’t.

“Language Virge!! My my, your mind is like the plague!” Remus said amused.

Gee thanks Remus. Totally needed that.

“You’re welcome! Seriously though! Nasty boy... I love it!” I rolled my eyes at this and decided to go with the first option.

“Alright Pat, just take off the nullifier when you need to do something like that. Otherwise it needs to stay on. That goes for you too, Logan. Do NOT take it off unless you need to hide it. If you take it off then you can and will be spotted. You’ll be surprised how they can find you.”

Patton and Logan both nodded in agreement. Thankfully they were easier to work with than Princey. I stood up and walked across the room to the dresser I had full of gadgets. Agh I can never remember which drawer they’re in. Nope that one's teleporters… weaponry… there we go. I pulled an extra nullifier out and closed the drawer. Patton received the one I had in my hoodie pocket while Logan got the one from the dresser.

“Keep alert. The nullifier can only do so much. There are other ways of finding you they can exploit. Do not use technology to talk about your powers unless you’re in need of help. Do not talk to anyone you do not trust about your powers. And above all do not use your powers outside of the forest or your rooms. They have eyes everywhere.” Patton nodded slowly and slightly spooked.

“What… what do we do if we get found out? I don’t want another… Logan incident. I’m sure none of us want to get… s-shot at.” This poor kid really shouldn’t be in this mess of all people. He looked ready to crumble.

“If you’re found out we’ll drop whatever we are doing and come to your location but… if you are found out then you’re either going to get captured or you’re going to have to hide for the rest of your life.” Patton winced and pulled his legs to his chest. Logan, on the other hand, seemed deep in thought but otherwise unphased. He was evidently hard to scare.

The room sat in an uncomfortable silence (minus Remus humming) for a little while. I was frankly shocked more over Roman keeping his mouth shut for so long. Well that can be used to lighten the mood at least.

“No witty comment from Disney Wince? Finally coming to grips with the reality of our situation?” I moved over to my original spot on the couch and watched Roman try to form a sentence.

“I… Can I ask… no scratch that. I-” Remus cut in, highly energetic but clearly a bit frazzled.

“Oooo! You wanna know what would happen if any of you three got captured? Well first they-” Thankfully Dee shut Remus down real quick by holding a finger up to Remus’s mouth. Thank god, I don’t want to think about that.

“Virgil Nimbus… age 21… how the hell did this kid get in here?”

“He snuck in to free some of our subjects. He almost got subjects D3D31T and R3M7 out. Luckily we got one of our men to shoot him before he did any real damage. He should be waking up soon.”

“Good. We needed more participants.”

“Ah there he is! Hello Virgil. We have a lot to discuss. For starters… how did you get in here? Don’t bother trying to fight, our truth serum is very good at its job.”

“I… I disguised myself as one of the soldiers.”

“Mhm… well we can’t have that happening anymore. Prepare the machines!!! Don’t worry Virgil. After some time you’ll learn to accept this. Some results even showed patients growing numb to it if they’re lucky.”

Can’t think. Stupid drug thing. What’s happening?

“Attach ‘em to him and be sure it’s not so high he blacks out immediately. There’s a point to this and we mustn’t let it go to waste.”

Strapped. Can’t move.

“Don’t bother to fight it Virgil. You’ll be mostly immobile for the whole session.”

Weird things. Attaching to me.

“We’re ready to begin.”

“Good, on my mark. Three… two… one… begin.”

“Agh sorry. I know I shouldn’t ask that out of nowhere… I mean… was it bad? I don’t want my friends to get hurt or have an unfortunate demise.” Roman attempted to correct himself, the words bringing me back to the present as I stifled a gasp. Remus shoved Deceit’s hand away and waved him off.

“Ehhhh they won’t kill ya unless you threaten their lives! Don’t exclude yourself though! They would gladly take you in if they knew you were working with supes! Look at Virgey here!” Remus placed a hand on my arm which made me flinch probably more than he was expecting. He immediately removed his arm and shot me an apologetic look before perking back up like normal. His apologies weren’t exactly the best but at least he cared… as best as he could anyways.

My mind tuned the conversation out to jumbled noises. I just couldn’t deal with anything so… extra right now. I inserted random song lyrics into my head to get my mind off of this. Thankfully I had a few songs memorized and shuffled through those to drown out my other intrusive thoughts.

Hey edgelord, sorry to intrude on your thoughts (not really) but they’re talking about how they’ve missed a class and are working their way towards the whole “we gotta go” sentence.

Crap.

“I’m probably in a decent amount of trouble myself. We should consider leaving… wherever we are to head back. Thank you for your hospitality, you three. I would like to inquire how we make our way back.” Logan pushed. I stretched and turned to the nerd. “We’re on campus. We actually go to your college ourselves. It isn’t hard to figure out where exactly we are.”

Princey stood up dramatically and bowed. “Well then we bid you good tidings weirdos. We shall grant you our phone numbers and depart!” I rolled my eyes and smirked.

“Wow. I thought you couldn’t get more extra but boy was I wrong. You surprise me by being an annoying, spoiled kid.”

Roman made a noise that could only be described as an offended drama queen half gasp, half screech. Honestly I don’t even know how his vocal cords allow him to do that. “EXCUSE me? Annoying?!? Kid?!? How dare you! I am neither of those! Just because you have your fancy gadgets and knowledge on the comic book villains doesn’t mean you can undermine my glory, Cruella De Vile!”

“Notice how he didn’t say he wasn’t spoiled…” Logan mumbled under his breath.

“Did you insult me, Specs or are you siding with the honorable Roman?”

“Guys! Stop fighting! Come on!” Patton intervened. “Let’s just be friends and get prepared to leave! We already missed choir practice and I need to get ready for my final class! You all do too!”

Roman sighed and said something inaudible, most likely an apology. “Let’s just hand over our numbers and get outta here. I don’t think I can be in the same room as Captain Shook and still have enough edgy nicknames left.” I rolled my eyes and grabbed my phone out of my pocket.

“Yeah yeah, you just wanna leave because I can knock you and your ego down a few notches.” I pulled up my phone number, ignoring Princey and his new offended noises. I handed him my phone and he whipped his out while glaring at me. Yeah that’s about what I expected. He finally handed my phone back and shoved his in a pocket.

“I added Patton and Logan in already. You can text me their numbers later.” Roman hiked a thumb in Dee and Remus’s direction on his usage of the word ‘their,’ before turning back to his friends, “Come on you two. Thanks for backing me up LOGAN.” Logan didn’t indulge Roman by saying anything and instead helped Patton off the couch.

“Thank you so much everyone! It was nice to meet you all! I just wish we could have met under better conditions!” Patton said cheerfully. Everyone said their goodbyes and left the three of us like I preferred. Nobody but the ones I could trust.

“Greetings Virgil! How are we today?”

“...”

“Ah. That is a beautiful silence. Maybe today will be the day you can get your special abilities! Wouldn’t that be exciting?”

“...”

“Well not exciting for you I suppose but you’ve learned that by now. Do you have anything to say before we begin?”

“...”

“I didn’t think so. Proceed as normal.”

Hey. Virgil. Snap out of it buddo.

“Wait… please… I’ll do whatever you want.”

“Excellent. Cancel that last order. A willing subject is a loyal subject. Isn’t that right Virgil?”

Virge! Hey! Damn it, get out of your head.

“...”

“Now then. The real fun begins. Get him strapped down and prepare for trial number one.”

VIRGIL!

I jolted out of my thoughts to find myself on the floor with Dee crouching down to me. Didn’t know how I ended up here but I didn’t particularly want to know.

“Thank you Remus.” Dee said to where I assume Remus was. Dee moved to sit next to me and wrap an arm around my shoulder. I wasn’t not grateful for that but something made me flinch away. Dee recoiled his arm immediately with an apology.

We sat quietly before Dee turned to me with a serious expression. “Virgil. You should talk to us about this. You haven’t told us anything that we can use to help you. We know they’re-”

“It’s fine.”

“You’re on the floor.”

I shrugged and pulled my knees up to my chest. “It’s still fine. I can handle it.”

Dee glared but didn’t push farther. Instead he pushed the subject to a different one. “You know… with an extra three that does mean…”

“No. No way. We are not doing that.”

“I’m just saying it’s an option.”

“We’re not going to put them in danger like that. You saw what they would do to them. They’re scared enough as is.”

“And if we don’t take the chance you know they’ll get caught. They all do.”

“They won’t stand a chance fighting them either. They aren’t experienced in fighting obviously.”

“Virgil… Is this really even about them or are you just afraid?”

“I’m NOT afraid. I’m over that.”

“Just think about it.”

Dee stood up and took a worried glance at me again before leaving the room. I was alone again with nobody but my thoughts.

“Hey… You’re the one who tried to free us that one night.”

“...”

“I have a plan to release everyone in here. It won’t be simple but we can do it. Are you in?”

“...”

“Look… I know they are… intimidating but we can get out of here. My names-”

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pokefanbri · 4 years ago

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1st I have to say this b4 I repeat the post from fb. This is a place where I can speak my mind freely without judgement, speak my peace even. Which is exactly what im gonna do so prepare for a read. So think what u want idc, but the last thing I wanna do is tick some1 I know off cause on some level there's a mutual appreciation & respect regardless of my impression. And anyone that reads this isn't obligated to understand my opinion & I dont expect u to. With my brain its my thought process to let information out of my head so I can put things aside, observe & absorb more lol. Writing is another tool or coping mechanism for my anxieties & other psych ailments, treatment for my mental health depends on it & other hobbies in other words, especially during shutdown, something to focus on. Heck even youtube is recommended by my doctor if it keeps me happy lol. But because ill be working again, I may not have time to do alot of things I like sadly..idk i just wouldnt want to be burnt out & focus on more important things. I have a high respect for anyone working around people during this time & it must worrisome for u too, means I have to keep on my toes as well soon..its a scary world out there for an introvert but I was killin it in NY too. It was just a slow steady process with all the limitations & moving my life up there wasn't easy to begin with but I pulled through & did it all...only for it to be taken away.

So, I'm an Irish, German, Canadian,British Mut from tucson. Maternal & paternal immidiate families lineage mixed made me, including my NY blood from my bio dad. The rest is all over Europe but u get the idea. Tucson may be where i was born & my 1st home without a father & raised not knowing (were mardi gras babies btw 😒)

But NY is & will forever be my 2nd home i dont care what any1 says, I felt I belonged there. Its the other half of me quite literally.Theres a memory that's really been bugging me. Last day b4 i left it, a bald eagle flew across my path in the sky no joke going NE & I was departing back to the SW. I chose the eagle years ago cause I identify with it. including the background symbolism in different phases of my life that included them lol, but to actually see one was just amazing.

They symbolize strength+freedom in general despite it standing for the country from sea to shining sea lol. Also Braviary was always in my pokemon team besides pikachu since its gen came out lol. I've always been strong, whether some believe it to be true or not is their problem, only I know the things I've gone through. Point is different ends of the spectrum its always been with me throughout in some way & im glad i got to share it with someone that gave me the freedom I needed.

But yea I experienced what its like to be there & got to know that part of me even if I didn't find him & maybe didnt care...I feel I was meant to be there. I was in touch with my roots, lower Temps & above sea level rather than high temps & below sea level 🤣 I loved everything about my time up there. It'll always be a part of me, & I hope to see it again. But I digress.

But in regards to the relationship itself, emphasizing on what i said b4. Just as it i got "settled" in it was gone & I had no clue what was happening without my knowledge, the whole plan to bring me back, all of it, the whole chain of events that unfolded the way it did starting with leaving a marriage in the 1st place to be with him i mean come on lol. Chasing a dream that didn't play out the way we had hoped. I took leap of faith & I ended up starting over twice in 1 year with no benefit of the doubt. I still have my ny health insurance for the rest of the yr, I have to add it to my list to apply again in az. Ive been wearing the wrong prescription glasses for 6 months under quarantine & they're just now getting to stage 4 of opening lol. Just understand how frustrating that actually is for someone like me & u totally get it 😅 U want to take care of business but sometimes you're limited & gotta work around it. had all that covered there & then was told I settled, wrong thing to say & its no wonder I didn't blow up in his face right there & then 😒. But I have retraint & can control myself. Though it was out of my hands the new relationship didn't have to go sour, been just as long if not more, could've actually thrived given the proper balance with room to grow. Idk, Sometimes I honestly don't think anyone believed in me. I mean I have no debt, no record, no kids, im a clean slate type of girl lol. Yes I did end up feeling unappreciated, underestimated, a bit neglected, insecure about my body, ashamed for being myself, & I shouldn't have to feel that way at all & if that happens there obviously something off. I just didnt know what it is he wanted & needed, i wanted to help & be a good partner to this dude but why is it bad to ask the same in return? I shouldn't have to drastically change myself to fit someones standard i know, but...i needed the old him back, I missed the old us & wanted to get back to that.. Was always so closed off & probably ended up in his own head who knows, maybe there was guilt for some of the things he did & didnt want to hurt me anymore, spare my feelings any more than it did b4 it was too late.idk whatever the excuse i still don't know what triggered it all to fail so easily & i don't think i ever will. But ending up with the conclusion that I was the problem, its narcissistic to even believe that & i won't accept it. Not when he can't confront his own issuse & put blame onto himself too.. it was a low blow & literally felt like my heart was pierced at the sound of it. If im to blame its the other way around as well. My point of view wasn't acknowledged so this is my take & experiences of happened so plz dont hate me for speaking my truth.

But yea I can tell when somethings not right & feel strong empathy for others emotions. I knew something was different, there were signs everywhere since the mistrust started & during the last half of that time with him I questioned everything but sat in my own headspace as well as he did just thinking about it. If anything we failed eachother, the blame is on us both but idk what else i could've done to get through to him. That's the stubbornness, he wouldn't budge. Despite how things went down..Leaves me to think, what was the point of having me there in the 1st place, to not follow through with our shared hopes & dreams but instead spiral into such resentment for me that the interest faded. But at the at the same time...even if it ended early for him, I didn't give up & I fought to keep us okay which it was for the most part. Hindsight is 20/20, it definitely wasn't negative all the time. In fact things were great between us & acted like goofballs together, that right there is a friend despite if the stronger feelings weren't mutual. Nobody with hate in their heart acts like that, he was good, the best, cheered me up when I was down, shared interests & did things for eachother. But that alone makes me question what was truth & what was fiction sometimes ever since the trust between us started to fade. Am I in the right to feel what im feeling right now? Im angry & upset yes very, but the kindness he had throughout..he did care in his own way...which makes things so much harder.

Tripadoodle if some way you're listening, I hope u know now where im coming from. For your own benefit & quest to be a better man like you always wanted...actually try. Head my advice. Making yourself better shouldn't be put on a womans shoulders to do for u without her getting lifted in return...its alot of weight to handle for 1 person to carry lol. Get off your ass & build on yourself, learn from everything that happened & become better for yourself & the sake of others, Because it starts with u. Go to church if possible or watch them, it really does help. Even from across the country I still want u to do just as good & help u as a friend. You promised we could remain friends & im holding my end of the bargain whether u like it or not lol it was your idea during the ride here. All I wanted in the end was to not lose u in my life completely...but i should be patient i know.. Theres more space, im not contacting u directly & respecting that, eventually ill stfu lol but I feel I need this rn. I should hate u,but I cant hate u, I do still care, u had that affect on me so much that I can't really listen to others when they say ur a douchbag lol, u were still my rock the whole time even if u didn't feel the same after a while & u did help me alot as well. I see the good in people & u are good, with well balanced snarkiness & humorous sass to boot. light a fire under ur own ass & ull be okay lol. Never stopped believing in u. Ive seen what you can do, you're very smart & know your sh*t, u will go far lol. And as a friend I'd lend u my strength if I could but the most I can do is pray for things like safety/protection, healing, forgiveness, guidance, etc. Leave it to God if u feel compelled to. Give zanabell a hug for me.

God i talk way too much 😅 No im not doing any of this for attention, I want my voice to be heard as well as a possible learning experience if it had that effect on anyone. The things we learn build character & help us understand a little more about ourselves. Probably shouldn't share cuz its nobody's business, yea ive thought of that too.. But its a blog lol, Tumblr allowed it to be that space, opinions and rants are allowed & encouraged. Nothing wrong with that 🤷‍♀️ so who gives a crap.

These are pictures of the NY sunrise & AZ sunset. Clouds always get me cuz of the shapes, used to to take pics of them all the time. once saw mario holding a hammer when I was a kid 😂 3rd & 4th pic is a split rainbow, never seen that b4...either someone found the gold or its deciding whether or not to connect. Probably was connected but I missed it lol. But then I looked behind me after the split 1 disappeared & a double rainbow was forming. Nature can be scary but also beautiful

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winsister91 · 7 years ago

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This Means War

Summary: Reader and Dean have a bet on who can pick up the most people at the bar and things get competitive.

Characters: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2172

Warning: Language, fluff, implied smut

A/N: Flirt war! Just let your imagination run wild at the end of this I guess, I fear my smut gets repetitive :/ Been nursing a pulled wisdom tooth for the last couple of days so apologies if it's well... crappy. I’m not 100% but writing makes the pain lessen somewhat :)

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~ Dean and forever tags are open! ~

Tag list originally from @spnfanficpond I deleted a bunch that didn’t seem to be working, and now some of these aren’t working either? I don’t understand Tumblr tags at all. Feel free to lemme know if you’d like to be added/removed.

“The next time Sam says 'ooh it's a simple ghost haunting, you guys can handle it', remind me to hit him in the face with a brick,” You groan throwing yourself onto one of the motel beds.

“Noted,” Dean grunts as he copies you. You're both covered head to toe in black goopy ectoplasm and cut up to hell. It wasn't as simple as Sam thought but...well you had both handled it.

“Aw man, now it's all over the sheets,” you grimace as you sit up and see a perfect black outline from where you've been laid, “Perfect.”

“Well, I'm getting a shower,” Dean announces getting to his feet, “Then we're hitting the bar.”

“Ugh does it have to be we?” you scoff, “Do I really have to sit and watch you hit on skanks all night?”

“They're not all skanks,” Dean laughs, “And yes it is we. I need a wing-woman.”

You roll your eyes and drop back onto the bed.

“Why don't you give it a go?” he asks with a wink.

“Excuse me?” you respond confused, heart skipping a beat at thought of him meaning what you think he might be.

“Let your hair down! Have some fun for once!” Dean shouts, “Relax, get drunk, hit on some guys! You're hot so I'm sure you'd be able to get a sweetheart for the night!”

“Dean Winchester,” you raise a threatening eyebrow, trying to cover your heart sinking because he wasn't on the same wavelength as you, “If I want to grab myself a honey, I do it on my own terms.”

“Spontaneity is a fine thing,” he grins.

“If we both pick someone up, we can't exactly fetch them back here can we?” you argue, “Beds are ruined and we're sharing a room for crying out loud!”

“Who says we got to fetch them here?” he shrugs, “Go back to their place.”

“Valid point...” you mumble, “Fine whatever. Be quick with that shower then, and don't moan at me when I'm getting ready. It takes time to make this face beautiful.”

“I doubt that,” he smiles cheekily and shuts the bathroom door behind him.

You both enter the bar and you feel smoking. Just a simple tight black tee paired with skinny jeans and boots, but your eyeliner is so on point and hair stylishly tousled. You couldn't remember the last time you'd put makeup on and gone out, what with all the hunts lately, but doing so tonight had given you a new found confidence. Or maybe it was the slight jaw drop from Dean when he saw you that had given you the boost. Nonetheless, you felt pretty damn good.

You stride to the bar, already noting a few eyes drift your way and sit yourself down on a barstool at the end. You order yourself some cheap cocktail, giving the cute bartender a seductive smile.

“Okay,” Dean sips on a beer next to you and scans the room, “Who are you introducing me to first?”

“Hold on there Casanova,” you laugh, “If I'm on my own prowl tonight, I can't be your wing-woman at the same time.”

“You're gonna leave me to fend for myself?” Dean looks slightly hurt, “Fine. I can handle myself. Don't you wanna be going out there prowling?”

“No need,” You give a cocky smirk, “All I gotta do is sit here, and they'll come to me baby.”

“Yeah sure okay,” Dean laughs, “Let's see how that goes for ya. I betcha I can pull at least three chicks by the time someone mans up and comes over to you.”

“How much?” you ask, still smirking.

“What?”

“How much do you wanna bet?”

“Ugh...I dunno, ten bucks?”

“C'mon more interesting than money! I say...whoever gets the most people's numbers tonight doesn't have to drive with a hangover tomorrow.”

Dean looks you up and down with an expression of shock, “I uh...wasn't expecting you to be so laid back and candid about trying to pick people up.”

“Well you were right,” you bite your lip as the bartender catches your eye again, “Maybe I should let my hair down and have some fun for once.”

Dean shoots the bartender a glare, before rolling his shoulders and heading out into the 'playing field'. You narrow your eyes whilst you observe him head up to one of his typical candidates. She may as well have just come out in her underwear there was so much skin on show, and her heels are so high they were like stilts. Each to their own you guess. You feel that awfully familiar pit form in your stomach as he leans in to whisper some sweet nothings. You get this feeling whenever you see him hitting on someone but you don't allow yourself to acknowledge it. Tonight is your time to shine, and you will not lose this bet. A loud smacking sound comes from Dean's direction, from the slap he just received from stilts girl. You can't help yourself but burst into laughter, promptly stopping when he shoots a warning glare in your direction.

“Another?” the bartender asks as you finish your cocktail.

“Hmm it was a little sweet for me, what would you recommend?” You lean on the bar with a lone finger playing with your hair.

“I'm a rum and coke guy myself,” he answers, taking your empty glass.

“Rum and coke it is then,” you smile, biting your lip as you flutter your eyes at him. He smiles back as he fetches you your drink.

“So uh...what time do you get off?” you ask, deciding to just dive straight in. You were adamant not to drive in the morning.

The guy laughs, “You're straight to the point!”

“Have to be when presented with fine specimens like yourself,” you giggle, noticing Dean re-approaching for a new beer, “C'mon, humour me.”

“Well... my husband picks me up at about eleven,” the bartender answers with a look of sympathy.

“Oh...” your face drops and you feel your cheeks turn hot from blushing.

“Sorry to disappoint hun,” the bartender pats you on the head like a child and turns to tend to his other patrons.

“Haha!” Dean laughs when the guy is out of earshot and elbows you, “So that's one to me and nil to you?”

“What?” you quickly spin around to face the Winchester and he presents a napkin with some number scrawled on it in lipstick, “Aw, crap.”

Sometime later you’re at a draw with three all. Your new tactic of hanging around the pool table with a group of guys and joining in their own little tournament was also working out marvellously. Dean had taken your spot at the bar, introducing himself to ladies innocently buying a drink and giving them his full on charm offence. Despite the attention from the pool table hunks, your eyes consistently drifted in Dean's direction. You could have sworn you caught his eyes on you a number of times. That pit in your guts refuses to shift.

On your way back from a bathroom trip, you spot Dean talking to your hunks.

“I mean, gold digger. Completely. My friend woke up and she was gone as well as his phone and wallet,” you catch him saying to them.

“Wait, what!?” you squeal as your new friends make a hasty retreat, ��Dean!?”

“What?” he laughs, “The betting rules never stipulated interference.”

“You son of a-” you start before taking a breath to compose yourself, “Fine. This means war.”

Round 1

You skulk up to the blonde Dean has been chatting up just as he goes to the bar to grab them both a drink. “Hey,” you whisper and the girl turns to you puzzled, “My sister hooked up with that guy a week or so ago. Crabs.”

Dean approaches while you dance with a baby-faced cutie. “Again?” he says, pulling out his fake FBI ID, “I'll let you off this night Miss Spankalot, but I catch you in here looking for customers again, I'll have to take you in.”

Round 2

You run up and slap Dean amongst a group of girls on their hen night. “You bastard!” You cry over dramatically, “You're other wife just called to tell you she's pregnant! With triplets!”

“She's loopy that one,” Dean mumbles to your next victim, “I heard she pokes holes in condoms and goes crazy screaming you'll be the perfect happy family.”

Round 3

Dean wanders over to the guy eyeing you up. You watch as he points at you and lip read him saying, “Has a penis.”

You make eye contact over Dean's shoulder to the brunette he's charming. You lean forward, nodding your head towards Dean and announcing, “Micro-penis.”

“Okay okay enough,” Dean sulks sat at a table with you while you chuckle, “Screw the bet.”

“You really don't like the taste of your own medicine do you?” you giggle. It's getting late and the bar is slowly emptying, “It's a draw anyway so no one wins. I'll get us another drink before this place shuts.”

You head on over, noticing the old blush inducing bartender had left and swapped for an upgrade. He eyes you up and down with a sly smirk as you approach.

“What can I get you hot stuff?” he asks with a lick of his upper lip.

“One beer and hmm...I'm not sure what I want...” you pout slightly, tilting your head at the pile of cute stood before you.

“How about a....sex on the beach?” he suggests with a wink.

You continue chatting with him, causing other customers to complain at their lack of service. You feel yourself flirting but again your eyes frequently drift back to the Winchester. He's still sat at the table, watching the bartender with narrowed eyes, he hadn't spoken to any other girls since you left him there. You daydream, absorbing those olive green orbs of his you loved so much. The pouting lips just begging to be kissed. How warm and cosy it must be snuggling up with those strong arms wrapped around you.

“You listening sugar?” you hear the gruff bartender's voice interrupt your Dean fantasy.

“Oh!” you shuffle in your seat awkwardly, “Sorry I uh...I think I should go.”

You go to move but a calloused hand sticks your arm to the bar.

“But we're just getting started here,” he says with a sly smile.

“You really don't wanna do that,” you snap into hunter mode and glare him down.

“Yeah you really don't,” came Dean's voice, now stood next to you.

The bartender's eyes dot between the two of you for a moment. He sighs and lifts his hand off you.

“Whatever,” he shrugs and walks away.

In a second you feel your other arm being tugged. Dean pulls you towards the exit and you both leave. He lets go of you outside the door and starts pacing back and forth.

“Dean what the hell?” you raise your arms and look at him bewildered.

“Y/N...” he starts, still pacing and then just sighs.

“Dean what's wrong?” you grab his arm to stop him pacing.

He looks at you in the eyes, a slight frown on his face.

“Screw it,” he mumbles, grabbing you by the waist and pulling you into a deep kiss.

Your heart leaps up to your throat and feels like it's going at a thousand beats a second. You can feel your cheeks burning and your hands slightly clench in shock. His lips are better than you imagined, soft and full and there's a slight beer taste which you find oddly pleasurable.

He lets you go and you gasp, “D-Dean...”

“I'm sorry I just... tonight was a stupid idea,” he stumbles on his words, “Seeing you flirt with all those guys drove me fucking crazy.”

“Um...” you laugh, holding your chest like it'll help your heart slow down, “That was your idea?”

“Yeah, a stupid one like I said,” he sighs. His hands are still around your waist and you can feel him pulling you close again, “I just thought you'd want someone better than me.”

“Now that's a stupid idea,” you laugh, now pulling him back and starting a kiss on your own terms.

You wrap an arm around his neck and one through his hair, pulling it lightly. He clenches your ass and moans into your mouth, sending tingles through you.

Another release and your foreheads are touching. You catch him smiling and it makes you do the same.

“Motel?” you wink.

“Hell yes,” Dean agrees, “I just hope they'll give us some new sheets at reception first.”

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durenjtmusings · 8 years ago

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The SPN Exclamatories, Expletives and Key Words/Phrases Database Project – #2 Croatoan chapter

(or TL;DR How Ben Edlund screws with research protocols.)

For those of you who missed it, I have set out on the totally insane project of researching SPN character language patterns for all 250ish episodes of Supernatural. I have also publicly agreed to share randomly regular reports on this research with fandom on Tumblr in an entertaining way. Linked below was the first report, inspired by @elizabethrobertajones

The Great SPN Meta Scavenger Hunt: Round 2 - The Exclamatories, Expletives and Key Words/Phrases Listicle

This second chapter can also be blamed on credited to @elizabethrobertajones as it is the direct result of research for my entry into The Great Meta Scavenger Hunt - Round 3: Pranks and Belief – for which I was forced to re-watch all three episodes that dealt with the Croatoan virus.* (Well, no, I didn’t HAVE to, I admit I wanted to.) SO, for your entertainment, listed below is the raw data and analysis for these three episodes, along with a bit of meta and some pointed opinions about Ben Edlund’s writing choices messing with my research.

For the convenience of those new to the research, the Definitions and Evaluation rubric for this research are listed immediately below the cut. Feel free to skip down to the good stuff (all the cussin’) at whim.

[Remember, you can skip this next part if you wish]

Research Definitions:

Exclamatory – ‘throw-away’ words which, if removed from the sentence, have no real effect – they are there for punctuation, character flavor, etc. and often start or end a sentence. Includes ‘pet words’ for people like son, boy, douche, Giraffe, etc. For my purposes, I did NOT count ah, well, alright or OK, because EVERYONE USES THEM ALL THE TIME in this show. Some words counted in this category ONLY if they were NOT used ‘correctly’ in context – examples (correct usage in brackets): Hell (the place), God (the person/entity), hey (to get you to turn around), c’mon (to get you to come with someone) and man (to indicate a male person).

Expletive – swears, substitute swears and blasphemes (technically all exclamatories, but in a class by themselves). These were casually assigned ‘strength’ by how much I got in trouble for saying them when a kid (words like friggin’ were counted for strength as if they were the swear they replaced). We were not a religious family so blasphemes were all counted as lamer than more scatological swears.

Key Words and Phrases – Crack stuff said by characters that ‘define their voice’ – things that make them uniquely them. Fun phrases and sayings. Includes innocuous stuff like “Seriously?”, “You’ve gotta be kidding me,” and chick. Sometimes a colloquialism was counted, like ‘ain’t been’ because it seemed unique to the character. NOTE: Cas is a special case here – his entries tended to be overly formal words no one else ever really says OR cases where he starts to use human idioms at ALL.

Method: Watched or read transcripts for all listed episodes and recorded all entries in the above 3 defined categories by character, with extras grouped as a block. Then grouped all recurring characters of note in a “friends and family” group for easier analysis, creating 4 main groups: Dean, Sam, F&F and Xtras. These four groups were then analyzed in the following qualities:

Evaluation Rubric:

Quantity - actual # of items recorded across ALL characters. Repetitions were counted individually.

Variety - (scale of 1-5) measures how unique and interesting items are for this episode, as well as ‘strength’ of expletives.

Originality - 5 points per item that made me chuckle or raised my eyebrow the 1st time I watched the episode

Sam vs Dean - % of Sam items to Dean items as an integer. Sam hardly swears, so we want to give him lots of credit for when he DOES do so. This also serves as a measure of ‘balance’ in verbal creativity for the episode.

Family & Friends - (scale of 1-5) QVO (see above) across other core characters (+1 bonus point if Cas had ANY)

Xtras - (scale of 0-5) QVO across any Xtras

Impress me – 5 points per character whose performance REALLY stood out to me (purely subjective, don’t argue with the researcher)

As always, I’ve listed the episodes chronologically. First up is our premier Croatoan episode, a fairly straight forward SPN script with a decidedly odd Monster of the Week. Lots of brother angst, none of our favorite recurring characters, and a fairly wide range of speaking extras. The verbal creativity is within the average range shown so far by my limited research.

2.09 Croatoan (writer John Shiban)

Dean: ventilated (shot), weirdo x2 (adj), whatever, a little too Stepford, whacked out of their gourds, God knows, friggin' Shriner convention, wipe out (kill), taken out (kill), bleeding heart (sympathy), stick around (stay), hey (defensively), What's up?, handsome devil, I don't swing that way, take it easy, feel like Chuck Heston in the Omega Man, For God's sake, Hey, whoax4, easy there, chief (stranger), a good once-over, Hulk out, man, Damn it!, shut your pie-hole, Get the hell out, where the hell, friggin' , bang (have sex w/), stuck with,

Sam: Ring a bell, wiped out (killed), crapped out, hell, damn, get the hell out, no clue (don't know), hey man, what the hell, pull that crap,

F&F: - None in this episode

Xtras: Pam: Oh God x4; Dr Lee: What the hell, hey (calm down), dodged a bullet, What the hell?; Mark: put him down, it's your funeral. What the hell; Duane: Thank god, getting the hell out

Quantity – 59

Variety – 3.5 [some redundancy, decent range, avg strength]

Originality – 15 [whacked out of their gourds, feel like Chuck Heston in the Omega Man, a little too Stepford]

Sam vs Dean – 10/36 or 28

Family & Friends – 0 +3 [Because none in this episode]

Xtras – 2.5 [good balanced team participation, wimpy variety, decent quantity]

Impress me – 5 [there was, across everyone, a LOT of hell in this episode]

Total = 116 I note that this episode had sadly common themes of a) Dean deciding to kill a possibly innocent human, b) Sam being infected and accepting his fate/begging to be killed and c) Dean refusing to kill his brother and threatening to kill anyone who tries to. [This will be kinda important for meta later.]

Next we have our 2nd Croatoan entry and my FIRST Ben Edlund Headache – The End – an episode where no one is who they normally are – except Dean who spends the episode mouthing off to himself. My normal character categories (Dean, Sam, F&F and Xtras) were simply screwed, so I had to make adjustments. For analysis purposes, 2014!Dean is lumped in with 2009!Sam (who had almost NO lines) - this allowed me to have a balnce score of anythign close to reality. For interpretation purposes, Lucifer!Sam was treated as F&F Lucifer, and 2014!Cas is treated as a NORMAL F&F (that means we look for typical key words and phrases, rather than crediting him for overly formal phrases or mild idioms). Great – research parameters bent into line, off we go.

5.04 The End (Ben Edlund)

Dean: Too friggin' much, watching a Hell's Angel ride a moped, the mooks, Whoax4, come on, man, you can pop in, wearing you to the prom (possessed for apocalypse), be the dynamic duo, we're the, uh, the fire and the oil of the Armageddon, Oh, crap, this Back to the Future crap, Bible freak, dropped a dime, You have had your jollies, you son of a bitch, What the hell?, man, friggin', man, come on, dick (at 2014!Dean), Jeez!, jeez, getting busted, friggin' , fly me back to my page on the calendar, what the hell, blew him away, freaked them out, mess you up, wacky, stick is out of your ass, love-guru crap, welcome to the club, into a meat grinder (kill zone), oh man, deep-fry the planet, sympathy-for-the-devil crap, same brand of cockroach, belly-to-the-ground, supernatural piece of crap, ghost of Christmas screw you, angel hocus-pocus, you're rusty, we are each other's Achilles heel

2014!Dean+ Sam: 2014!Dean: gank you, (kill), did the drill, scary as hell. went in the crapper, hell, whoa, version of the Parent Trap, what the hell, flipped (went crazy), plugging (killing), friggin, freaked them out, wearing him to the prom (possession), damn, cocky, whoax5, should be white-hot with (filled); Sam: sons of bitches

F&F: Lucifer (in Sam): handiwork, hairless apes (humans); 2014!Cas: dragonfly eye of group mind, our fearless leader, whoa, no dice, fearless leader, 'insouciant', grunts, bailed, my mojo, why the hell, baby (Dean), bang a few gongs, just how I roll; Zacharia - We want you to marinate a bit, boy,

Xtras: Screw you

Quantity – 90

Variety – 5 [OMG, strength and variety in spades – TWO Deans plus blissed out Cas.]

Originality – 35 [Hell's Angel ride a moped, wearing you to the prom, deep-fry the planet, ghost of Christmas screw you, dragonfly eye of group mind, 'insouciant', bang a few gongs]

Dean vs 2014!Dean – 22/50 or 44*

Family & Friends – 4 [2014!Cas was brilliant, but Luci and Zacharia could have stepped it up – and Chuck was a total verbal wimp]

Xtras – 1 [this would be zero, except there literally wasn’t screen time avaialable for them to talk!]

Impress me – 10 [Dean and 2014!Cas – while we all know Luci/Jared blew this episode away, this serves as proof that he did it with ACTING, not verbal creativity]

Total = 189 This is a pretty damned high score amongst all 14 episodes reviewed so far. Who could have predicted that letting Dean argue and snipe at himself would create so MUCH verbal diversity. Oh, and that making Cas high for several years would shoot his verbal complexity RIGHT up. [Ok, everyone could have predicted this, but I’m the researcher, so I get to say sarcastic crap. For science.] Oh, and ALSO note that we once again have Dean (future Dean really) killing the infected/innocent human before anyone else is sure, Sam ‘infected’ (possesed), and Dean in a position to “argue” over killing his brother (with himself this time!). Hey - Meta!

Lastly, for our third Croatoan, we have something of a sleeper episode in the set. Bobby in the cast list generally means you get a few good rural flavorings, and Crowley almost always ups the score quite a bit. So I’m expecting this to be at least a high average episode. Boy was *I* wrong. Here Ben Edlund doesn’t mess with my character groupings and definitions, but rather with my rubric, which was NOT EQUIPPED to handle the imbalanced verbal creativity documented below.

5.20 The devil you know (Ben Edlund)

Dean: dealing them soft serve, up his sleeve, My heart's bleeding for you, get him to spill, Ah, crap, Oh, crap, Crap! Crap!, an 11th-hour thing, dropped (killed), jockeys (HoA), your little batcave, What the hell, you son of a bitch!, hot stuff, (Crowley), Why the hell not, dammit, He buy your girl scout cookies?, My ass, sons of bitches,

Sam: Are you friggin' nuts?!, why the hell , no damn way, you son of a bitch! X2

F&F: Bobby: another steamin'-hot pile; sick son of a bitch; eating his dust; got even a snowball (guess); chasing up zilch, time to go crazy, Rings a bell, shank myself, idjits, talking x off the ledge, lining up to say "yes", million-to-one, pissant, brain-wrestling, chink in your armor, You're not exactly Mr. Anger management, watch your ass, get the hell off, before I blast you so full of rock salt, you crap margaritas, chat some demons up, snake-oiling me, natural-born idjit (22) Crowley: Call your dog off (Sam); the most buggered son in all of creation, months under a rock, got his eyes out for me, friggin', on the lam, how the mighty have fallen, keeping a close eye on, easily trumps your , cram the devil back in the box, the horsemen's stable boy, Sneezy (Pestilence), Nuts at his pay grade don't crack, sold sin to saints, close (make sale to), Fantastic. keep the home fires burning, Go get 'em, tiger, Uncle (?), went like clockwork, Up yours, mate, tie our friend here down. No zapping off, no smoking out, Locked in the meat suit, They got history, "corn chute," you got him nice and fluffed, When the morningstar cleans house, we all get the mop, Do the math, moose (Sam), get bent, won't budge, I stick my neck out, desperate swashbuckle, kick open a hive of demons, bloody, toadsx3 (re:demons), lovers in league against Satan, darling (Brady), you're in my boat now, haven't the foggiest, God, no; Bloody hell!, feisty, my delicate ass. (46)

Xtras: load of crap, pure profit-driven crap, Who the hell, What the hell, God, no!; infectious equivalent of a briefcase bomb; Awesome (7) Brady: enter the cutthroat world, awesome, I got the memo, fetal position on the floor (afraid), rip it right out of your ass, devil on your shoulder, Ding, ding! I think he's got it!, worried about our necks, crossed my mind, good kid --Straight arrow, all messed up, bitches, on the right track, ol' yellow eyes, worthless sack of piss, hooked you up, piece of tail, put the hit out on, you've screwed me, yanked your chain (20)

Quantity – 120 [73 of these are NOT Sam or Dean! Holy hand grenade.]

Variety – 5 [lotta ‘crap’ this episode, but really, a very good range in variety and strength]

Originality – 30 [He buy your girl scout cookies?, brain-wrestling, blast you so full of rock salt, you crap margaritas, Sneezy; morningstar cleans house, we all get the mop; infectious equivalent of a briefcase bomb]

Sam vs Dean – 5/20 or 25 [given how angry Sam was this episode, kinda low]

Family & Friends – 5 +1 [Simply stellar performance by Bobby and Crowley, plus 1 to reflect that.]

Xtras – 5 [Brady really brought this up – a one shot character with a strong showing, but the other xtras were no slouches either.]

Impress me – 15 [Bobby, Crowley, Brady – shocker, I know.]

Total 206 Jesus, Mary, and Joseph look at the block of text data under Friends and Family! Out of 120 collected entries in the database, only 25 – only a FIFTH of the episode total – can be credited to the main characters. There is no way my rubric has given enough weight to the work of Crowley and Bobby. And even with that issue, the episode hits double an average episode’s verbal creativity score. [Damn you, Ben Edlund, stop writing such good Sh*t!]

Oh, and while this time, we don’t have the brothers trying to kill each other, we have the OTHER common theme of one brother protecting the monster(s) while the other tries to gank them every chance they get. Except this time it is Sam who is knife happy, and Dean who is making demon deals for all the right (wrong) reasons. This is also that episode where the Brothers admit that they are psychotic cold killers that monster mommy’s use to scare their kids into line.

Conclusion:

OK, so, what we can hesitantly conclude about the data so far with the additional information from THIS chapter of the project IS:

1) Standard MotW episodes – focusing on just the brothers, no F&F, tend to be average or lower in verbal complexity. This makes sense, who writes memorable dialogue for folks who aren’t ever coming back?

2) Dean talking to Dean, especially when both of them are angry or in crisis mode equals serious verbal complexity. And Cas on serious drugs loosens RIGHT up verbally. Again, who knew, right?

3) OMFG Ben Edlund can write for demons. And Bobby. In the Winchester’s defense, there literally wasn’t enough screen time FOR them to be creative. And from this we learn that increased verbal creativity for one character often results in decreased verbal creativity for another. If everyone is being verbally creative in an episode, likely no one will stand out.

Bonus: All three of these Croatoan episodes dealt with some of the big cross season overarching themes. No conclusions, just an interesting observation....

OK, that’s enough of this silliness for now. Next up for evaluation, a series of ghost-related episodes. Or not. Because I’m the researcher and I am in charge, that’s why.

* OK, yes, there IS a fourth episode dealing with Croatoan, 5x21 Two Minutes to Midnight, but for the purposes of the round 3 scavenger hunt meta I was writing, there wasn’t any information on the origin of the silly virus in it – it was just about shipping and delivery at that point. So I didn’t include it, shoot me (see previous “because I’m the researcher, that’s why” comments).

#the eekp database #croatoan #ben edlund #crowley #bobby singer #spn 2x09 #spn 5x04 #spn 5x20 #dean winchester #sam winchester #2014!cas #2014!dean #lucifer!sam #oh my god I am indeed insane

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skillwiththequill · 8 years ago

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answer all 150. do it. i fuckin dare ya

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This took me over an hour. I hope you’re happy.

1. Who was the last person you held hands with? Probably my niece, Eliza. She is turning 2 soon and is HECKIN ADORABLE.

2. Are you outgoing or shy? Depends on the situation. If I am comfortable then I am outgoing, if I am stressed or uncertain I am shy.

3. Who are you looking forward to seeing? Solomon, the boy I like

4. Are you easy to get along with? Maybe? I dunno. I can be pleasant, but sometimes I don’t give a crap whether people like me or not and I’m just unabashedly myself.

5. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you? I think both the people I like would take care of me. One would do it better than the other, but they are both really nice people. I feel like the one who would take care of me better would probably insist on a serious conversation afterwards though, because we are LDS and drinking isn’t really a thing we are allowed to do. Yeah...

6. What kind of people are you attracted to? People who care about things a lot. People who are snarky. People who listen to me. People who like to make me smile.

7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now? And ruin my almost 22 year streak? Not a chance, bruh.

8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind? Definitely not a boy named Solomon. Actually I have been thinking about my brother a lot lately, he is going through some stuff right now. That isn’t a fun crush-type response though. Sorry.

9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable? Not nearly as much as it used to. It depends on the people I’m with obviously, but I feel less weird about it than I used to.

10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with? Marissa.

11. What does the most recent text that you sent say?” Kk. Let us know when you get home, okay?”

12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now? The World is Wide Enough, Emma Dear (by a friend, you won’t know it), Breathe... I dunno. I don’t listen to a lot of music.

13. Do you like it when people play with your hair? Lots. Right now it is all split endy though, which makes me feel super self conscious because split endy hair insta-tangled.

14. Do you believe in luck and miracles? Yes?

15. What good thing happened this summer? I got to spend a month with my niece and the polar bear at the zoo liked her a lot.

16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again? ....never been kissed. Sorry to disappoint

17. Do you think there is life on other planets? Given the vastness of the universe, probably. Intelligent life? Given the vastness of the universe......probably?

18. Do you still talk to your first crush? Not really. I should Facebook message him actually, I heard he just started at my school

19. Do you like bubble baths? Yeah. Gotta have a book or an audiobook though. I can’t handle being alone with my thoughts that long.

20. Do you like your neighbors? I have a downstairs neighbor I like a lot and there is a girl in my building that I absolutely ADORE. In general though, I don’t know my neighbors.

21. What are you bad habits? When I feel insecure my knee-jerk reactions are usually pretty manipulatory. I don’t like that about myself.

22. Where would you like to travel? Top 3 are New Zealand, Germany, and London.

23. Do you have trust issues? yeah

24. Favorite part of your daily routine? My favorite parts of the day are when I’m cooking. I don’t really have a fave routine though.

25. What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with? The part that I’m uncomfortable with that affects my daily life is my upper arms. They don’t look good and I can’t wear a few shirts because they either show too much of them or the sleeve gets super stretched and gross looking. Overall least favorite part is probably my tummy though.

26. What do you do when you wake up? Go back to sleep or read stuff on my phone.

27. Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker? Not really. I like my skin tone. I am a little paler than I usually like right now because I don’t go outside anymore, but it isn’t something I would wish to instantly happen.

28. Who are you most comfortable around? Marissa. Maybe Bethany.

29. Have any of your ex’s told you they regret breaking up? Never had a relationship, can’t exactly have an ex.

30. Do you ever want to get married? Yeah.

31. Is your hair long enough for a pony tail? Yup.

32. Which celebrities would you have a threesome with? I don’t think I would feel comfortable with a threesome or no strings attatched sex, so I am gonna pass on this one.

33. Spell your name with your chin. azlkytszsxza wedastghgewrfsdtyoln

34. Do you play sports? What sports? Naw.

35. Would you rather live without TV or music? I reject the premise of this question. TV is a very specific mode of entertainment and music is super broad. Does “music” mean listening to an audio file or does it mean I can’t sing or play the piano or go to a concert? As it is, the two options are not in the same category and I refuse to play along with this insanity.

36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them? yyuuuuuuup.

37. What do you say during awkward silences? CAW

38. Describe your dream girl/guy? Cares a lot about people and things. Snarky. Likes to make me smile and entertains my bad jokes. Holds me. Sorry y’all, I can’t give a physical description really.

39. What are your favorite stores to shop in? bookstores. grocery stores.

40. What do you want to do after high school? um. Go to college. Already there, bruh. If we translate this to college, I’d say work in DC and then become Toby Ziegler.

41. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance? I think they should be offered a second chance, but that second chance may not look the way they expect. They deserve an opportunity, but they have to earn trust.

42. If your being extremely quiet what does it mean? I’m in my head and I probably shouldn’t be there. It means you should give me a way to get out of whatever situation I am in and take me to a private place and ask if I am okay.

43. Do you smile at strangers? Sometimes. Usually it is the White People smile/grimace/nod thing.

44. Trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean? Where in outer space? If I get to go to another planet, I pick that. If I am just gonna chill in emptiness that is cool and all, but I would probably prefer DEEP bottom of the ocean. More to see.

45. What makes you get out of bed in the morning? work. Class. books. friends.

46. What are you paranoid about? nobody likes me and they all just tolerate me because they pity me and I don’t have any actual friends.

47. Have you ever been high? I’ve been in a plane, does that count? One time at the dentist I got pretty loopy from nitrous.

48. Have you ever been drunk? no

49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about? yes

50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore? maroon

51. Ever wished you were someone else? frequently

52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself? do I have to pick one thing? If I can’t get a whole new me, I wish I could cut down a lot on the self doubt.

53. Favourite makeup brand? I don’t wear makeup really.

54. Favourite store? half-price books. Or Winco.

55. Favourite blog? I’m going to change this question to favorite twitter and answer LIN-MANUEL MIRANDA’S

56. Favourite colour? Yellow

57. Favourite food? depends on what I am craving. Rught now probably asparagus.

58. Last thing you ate? lefotver lasagna and a side salad

59. First thing you ate this morning? ...a bit of leftover lasagna while I was toasting oats for a quick granola to put on my yogurt.

60. Ever won a competition? For what? yeah a lot. Singing, speaking, debate, and Academic Decathlon in general. Plus random crap like indexing competitions and a lord of the rings trivia competition.

61. Been suspended/expelled? For what? heh. heh. I started a doctor who club in my high school without permission and put up a couple posters at which point I got in-school suspension for graffiti.

62. Been arrested? For what? no, Got pulled over one time because the inspection on my dad’s car was overdue and I was driving it to work.

63. Ever been in love? ...not reciprocated romantic love.

64. Tell us the story of your first kiss? I’ll let you know

65. Are you hungry right now? naw, had some leftover lasagna.

66. Do you like your tumblr friends more than your real friends? some of them more than some of them. I have about 5 favorite people in the world and 2 of them are tumblr friends.

67. Facebook or Twitter? ugh. I don’t actually use twitter, I go to a few specific feeds and read those. So probably facebook, even though I hate facebook.

68. Twitter or Tumblr? Tujmblr

69. Are you watching tv right now? no, I am answering questions. When I finish I will probably continue watching Speechless.

70. Names of your bestfriends? okay so does this have to be reciprocated best friend-ships? Because a lot of people are more important to me than I am to them and I don’t know if they count.

71. Craving something? What? I want some water right now.

72. What colour are your towels? light green. Close to that teal-y shade that everyone and their mom loves right now.

72. How many pillows do you sleep with?1. Sometimes 2.

73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals? Yeah, a teddy bear named Jamison.

74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have? 2. Back home I have a stuffed kitten named Silver. My older brothers used to torture her to make me cry.

75. Favourite animal? if dead pets count, my cat Pantouf. If not, a lynx

76. What colour is your underwear? beige

77. Chocolate or Vanilla? Chocolate

78. Favourite ice cream flavour? depends on the selection. I like me some burnt almond fudge though.

79. What colour shirt are you wearing? Black, with a dark grey sweater over it.

80. What colour pants? medium dark jeans

81. Favourite tv show? the show I am watching right now is Orange is the New Black. My favorite TV show is The West Wing still.

82. Favourite movie? I dunno. I like the prestige. Right now I want to watch Finding Dory.

83. Mean Girls or Mean Girls 2? haven’t seen the second

84. Mean Girls or 21 Jump Street? haven’t seen 21 Jump Street

85. Favourite character from Mean Girls? idk, it has been a while. The gay guy.

86. Favourite character from Finding Nemo? The Starfish

87. First person you talked to today? I woke up for 20 seconds to say bye to my roommate, but I went back to sleep. So probably my coworker who called to ask how to fix a printer.

88. Last person you talked to today? Angie, my downstairs neighbor.

89. Name a person you hate? Trump

90. Name a person you love? Marissa

91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now? yes

92. In a fight with someone? never been in a physical fight that was not for training in Tae Kwon Do

93. How many sweatpants do you have? 1 pair of sweatpants and 1 pair of yoga pants.

94. How many sweaters/hoodies do you have? 3 hoodies, 3 sweaters. Only 1 sweater that I wear over other things though.

95. Last movie you watched? I Am Not a Serial Killer. Y’all should watch it, it is on Netflix.

96. Favourite actress? Kate McKinnon

97. Favourite actor? I guess probably still David Tennant, though I haven’t watched anything with him in it for months.

98. Do you tan a lot? I mean, I tan easily. I don’t ever go somewhere with the purpose of tanning though. It just happens when I am at the beach or I am walking or whatever.

99. Have any pets? none at school, 2 cats and a dog at home.

100. How are you feeling? thirsty

101. Do you type fast? eh. Not really. Faster than I used to, but most people under the age of 40 can probably blow me out of the water.

102. Do you regret anything from your past? yeah

103. Can you spell well? yeah

104. Do you miss anyone from your past? a lot

105. Ever been to a bonfire party? I grew up by the beach. All the time.

106. Ever broken someone’s heart? I doubt it.

107. Have you ever been on a horse? yes. One time it didn’t end well, the second time it was fine.

108. What should you be doing? I should probably go to the bathroom. Idk, it is Friday before a 3 day weekend. I don’t have a lot pressing on me rn.

109. Is something irritating you right now? fearmongering about GMOs

110. Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt? yup

111. Do you have trust issues? wasn’t this already a question? IT TOTALLY WAS. #3.

112. Who was the last person you cried in front of? Probably my roommate Makenna. Last semester was rough.

113. What was your childhood nickname? My mother came up with a lot of inane nicknames for me. I’ll share “Wyssie”

114. Have you ever been out of your province/state? yup, lots. I am outside it now.

115. Do you play the Wii? When I am home.

116. Are you listening to music right now? I can half hear the music my roommate is playing in her room.

117. Do you like chicken noodle soup? It aight.

118. Do you like Chinese food? Depends on where it is from and whether there is congealed pig blood in it.

119. Favourite book? The Way of Kings by Brandon Sanderson

120. Are you afraid of the dark? Not really.

121. Are you mean? I don’t try to be. I probably come off that way dometimes though. Or rather, I come off as insensitive/self-centered sometimes. I wish I could stop that.

122. Is cheating ever okay? no.

123. Can you keep white shoes clean? I’ve never legitimately tried and I don’t see myself trying.

124. Do you believe in love at first sight? no

125. Do you believe in true love? yeah

126. Are you currently bored? no

127. What makes you happy? people. Being not me.

128. Would you change your name? my name is fine.

129. What your zodiac sign? Aquarius

130. Do you like subway? I worked there for 2 years and I still like it. Except for the cold cut combo. Don’t get the cold cut combo, it is disgusting.

131. Your bestfriend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? Think about it a lot and potentially go out on a date with them. Idk. I don’t currently have a male best friend.

132. Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? okay this one is a repeat too. What is with this noise.

133. Favourite lyrics right now? teach me how to say goodbye

134. Can you count to one million? why? I mean I theorhetically can, I doubt I would have the patience though.

135. Dumbest lie you ever told? I bet I told some idiotic ones when I was little. Don’t remember them.

136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed? yes. Usually closed, but I don’t care if they are open.

137. How tall are you? 5′7″

138. Curly or Straight hair? wavy

139. Brunette or Blonde? Brunette

140. Summer or Winter? Late Fall

141. Night or Day? night

142. Favourite month? December

143. Are you a vegetarian? no

144. Dark, milk or white chocolate? dark

145. Tea or Coffee? tea made from things that are not tea leaves.

146. Was today a good day? it was aight.

147. Mars or Snickers? never had a mars bar

148. What’s your favourite quote? The stigma will last as long as our silence.

149. Do you believe in ghosts? I think I believe in spirits, but I don’t believe they come visit us

150. Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page? There’s nothing rich folks love more/than going downtown and slummin’ it with the poor (hamilton: the revolution)

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