#What did you expect? For them all to live and for them to sucessfully kill those pirates?

[nosferatufaggot]

Saw a fucking article about how Joe Biden is mourning the loss of three US troops with said troop's families. LIKE BRO GET A GRIP! You sent those guys out there when you really didn't have to. You have no place to grieve their loss you sick fuck. Then, on the radio, the Fox News woman said that in retaliation to these three military deaths, Biden is sending eighty-five air strikes. I'm not SURPRISED because it's history repeating itself but I'm certainly baffled.

[zuholymama]

D-1 (M)

SF9 AU, takes place in The Purge universe.

Pairing: Zuho x OC (Female)

Words: 3.5k

Warnings: Smut

The smell of coffee pierced through her nose, waking Yuna up from her deep slumber. She fluttered her eyes open, realizing the sun lights have filled in her pearly colored bedroom. The first thing that she did was turning over to her side, to find the man she spent the night with wasn’t there.

“It’s cold…” Yuna noted in her head when her hand touched the empty sheet. However, the familiar coffee scent gave her a sense of comfort.

The red hair pulled away her blanket, bringing her feet to touch the comfort of the wool rug below. Only wearing her panties, she brought her naked body to the bathroom for a quick tooth brushing and a face wash. Closing the tap, Yuna looked at the mirror to see the ‘artwork’ her lover painted on her neck and shoulders.

“Hmph.” The woman smirked in satisfaction. She tied up her short hair before she walked back into the bedroom to find her partner’s black shirt was hanging on top of the sofa by the window. She didn’t hesitate to wear it, just like always.

Walking to the kitchen, she found her boyfriend was standing by the counter, making two cups of coffee. A latte for the red hair, hot americano for the blonde.

The tall man realized her presence and it brought a sweet smile on his face.

“Good morning, baby.” His deep voice called out to her, exciting her more than he realized.  

“Morning to you too, Juju.” She smiled as she sat across from him on the ceramic counter, feeling the cold stone under her bare thigh. “When did you wake up?”

“Half an hour ago, I guess.” The blonde man tilted his head, looking like he was thinking too hard about it. It’s silly, Yuna thought. But that’s her silly man. “Rowoon’s gonna come here soon.”

“For the gun?”

“Mmhm.”

Yuna merely nodded, easily acknowledging his partner’s closest friend will come for a visit. She took a glance on the wooden table in the living room where the silver suitcase was sitting on.

“You look sexy, by the way.” Juho said out of the blue, making her turn to face his way. Yuna could see his small smirk and his predatory eyes on her. “I think this is going to be my new favorite look.”

“You always say that every morning, baby.” The red hair scoffed.

“I know, but that’s my current favorite shirt. You look great in it. I’m serious.”

Rolling her eyes, Yuna laughed and took the cup of finished latte near him for a sip. “Mm, that’s delicious.”

Juho proceeded to drink his own, checking to see if she’s right. Not like he had to doubt it. He had always been confident in his coffee brewing skill.

As he was taking a sip, Juho took a peek of his girlfriend. His attention went to the marks he left on her fair skin, the proof of their ‘war’ from last night. The sight alone had woken up his slumbering desire.

Perhaps rather than a slumber, more like a nap. He got excited too easily.

“Like what you see?”

He merely raised his thin eyebrow.

“Seriously?” The woman laughed, amused with how he responded. “What are you thinking about, hm?”

Putting down his glass, Juho hummed as his palms both rested flat on top of the counter. His dark eyes were staring right back at Yuna, silently telling her his intention.

“Do you want me to say it?” The blonde man smirked, giving the woman a sudden tingle between her legs.

“Go ahead.” She said, acting tough in front of him even though she knew it’s futile. Juho could always see through her. His sharp eyes weren’t for nothing.

What she didn’t expect was when Juho started walking around the island, approaching her and stood right in front of her. Both of his arms caged the woman in her place, like a wolf keeping his prey. His face lifted up to stare right into her pair of brown eyes, close enough for him to slightly licked his small lips for a lowly whisper.

“I was wondering if I should show off my artwork here to my best pal later when he comes in…” He whispered. Each of his words were dripping like honey, slowly seeping down into her core. He brought his face closer towards her ear, continuing to speak about the things to embarrass her, “because suddenly I feel like bragging… I told you, you look hot this morning, baby.” He finished with a lick on her earlobe.

Yuna couldn’t hold in her groan. Juho’s deep voice and her ear had always been her weaknesses. Combining those two to wreck up her composure was a sure-kill. Her body was shivering all over, thinking about the scenario where Rowoon would see the bite marks and hickeys on her skin. Just thinking about it makes her feel embarrassed, where would she put her pride next?

Yet, she couldn’t deny the excitement that had been pooling under her panties.

“What’s wrong? What are you thinking… hm?” Juho grinned, biting his lip to suppress his giggles. “Do you think I don’t see your thighs acting weird?”

“Juho…” The woman finally let out a breathless whisper, she seemed to be letting the heat taking her over. That immediately turned the switch on for him.

“Spread out your legs.” The blonde man commanded. With his tone, there was no way she could say no.

Yuna did as she was told. She knew it was no use to hold it in. Now sitting properly on the edge of the counter, she let her legs dangling and spread them wide, enough to make a room for the beast to settle in. Her core was throbbing for contact, desperate to feel the touch she needed.

“Good girl.” Juho said before he started to kiss her gaping pink lips to seal her up, tasting the bitter drips of coffee he made before. The kiss was deep, feverish, and needy, eliciting sweet moans from within his lover’s throat. Both of Yuna’s hands were tugging on his short hair, slightly pulling the short strands and sucessfully making his pants bulging with need. His woman wanted him as much as he did.

Without breaking the kiss, Juho brought his hand to her entrance, rubbing the fabric to feel how wet she was.

“It’s soaked already.” The man grinned, feeling proud of his power over her.

“Thanks to you.” Yuna told her man, furthering to stroke his ego. But it was the truth. Juho could always find a way to break into her barriers. People said she was hard-willed, stubborn. Not with Baek Juho. She could never resist him. “Why don’t you do something about it?” She challenged with a teasing smirk.

“As if I wasn’t about to.” He darkly chuckled.

He proceeded to pull away her panties, throwing it near his feet and then proceeded to stroke her bare clit with his digit. Yuna immediately threw her head back. Her legs spread wider than before without control. His touch had always been welcomed whenever he wanted to.

Looking at her reaction, Juho started pushing in his long middle finger, successfully bringing out his lover’s sweet moan. His digit slid in easily because of how wet she was that she was dripping on the counter itself.

“Fuck, baby…” The woman cursed, feeling good with how he pumped his finger in and out.

“You’re so fucking wet hahaha.” The blonde man pointed out, looking at how his finger’s slicked with her wet sex. He then put the second finger in, knowing only one could never please her enough.

She moaned louder, whimpering and trembling with pleasure. She fluttered her eyes open, looking down to see how deep Juho’s fingers inside of her and it turned her on so much. Yuna went to halfway unbuttoned her shirt, seeking for the freedom of her burning, rosey skin. The oversized satin shirt easily fell off her shoulders, just enough to give Juho a view of her bare cleavage.

“F-faster…” The red hair whimpered. Her hips started to move according to his phase.

“Someone’s needy.” The man merely chuckled.

“Shut up and do it already!” The woman hissed in desperation.

What she didn’t expect was when her jaw was roughly grabbed by the other hand of her lover, forcing her to face his cold gaze and smirk. The sight of his face and the close proximity made her heart raced, like she was chased by wolves at night. The digits inside of her stopped moving, telling her who was currently in charge.

“That was disrespectful…” Juho muttered, low enough to send delicious shiver down her spine, “I don’t feel like giving you control. If you want it, you have to beg me.”

His words made her inner walls pulsated with need. She unknowingly clenched around his fingers, seeing how dominating her lover was to her. Usually, she would be in charge. He had always given her the freedom and control over him. But it seemed like Juho’s inner beast wouldn’t let her have her way this morning. She loved it when his big hand grabbed her jaws, she loved it when he spoke to her in this manner.

It felt like he really owned her.

Yuna had no choice but to obey.

“P... please…” The woman said, trying to make herself clear.

“Please what, Yuna?”

“Please… go faster…”

“I can’t hear you.”

“Oh God please just fuck me now already! I need you!” She shouted, finally lost her last bit of patience. Not like she had any in the first place.

“You’re unbelievable…” Juho shook his head. Suddenly, the bell rang once. Both of them immediately looked towards the front door. “That must be Rowoon.” The man grinned, amused with how things turned out. “That’s convenient. Come down.”

“Huh?”

“I said come down. Don’t make me repeat myself.”

Getting her hand dragged towards the front door, Yuna was pushed to face the door with both of her hands on it. Before she could protest, Juho closely whispered from behind, threatening and needy.

“Don’t make a sound.”

“Wh-mmph!!”

Automatically bringing her hand to cover her mouth, Juho went to grope both of her tits as he rubbed his bulge on her ass. He pulled both of her perked-up nipples, making her pussy throbbing mad with desire. Pool of tears threatened to spill by the corner of her eyes, but Yuna quickly shut them off.

“You’re excited?” The man giggled, amused with how his woman was reacting to his touch. He leaned down to kiss the daisy tattoo on her bare nape, lightly sucking and licking off her reddened fair skin. His finger moved down to rub circles on her sensitive clit again, just to make her feel more miserable by each second. Juho pushed two of his fingers inside of her again just to find her completely drenched even more than before. Her juices even slowly fell off her thighs.

“Try checking on the peephole. Who is it?” Juho whispered from her behind again, his breath a little bit ragged from excitement but both of his fingers didn’t stop pumping in and outside of her.

Doing as she was told, Yuna weakly checked on the peephole to see who it was.

It’s indeed who they thought it was.

“It-it’s Rowoon…”

“Then we better make it quick, hm?”

The man pulled down his short black pants for his cock to spring free. Grabbing his rod, he positioned it in front of her flooding entrance.

“Remember, Yuna. Keep it down.” He whispered for the last time before pushing his dick inside in one go.

“Mm-mmph!?” Her restrained whimpers muffled behind her hand. The indescribable pleasure, the feeling of his whole dick inside of her was fulfilling. Adding the situation where they were basically doing this in front of his best friend. She couldn’t deny how excited she felt despite of how kinky it was.

“Sshh… keep quiet, baby…” Juho whispered again, “Unless you want him to know how I fuck you good, then be my guest.”

“He knows… you do already…”

“Only from what I said… Not actually witnessing it.”

Juho’s fingers moved down towards Yuna’s slit, rubbing it slowly as he began to move his hip. His pace started slow, making sure that her pulsating walls could receive him well. The blonde man hissed, feeling his length inside of her drenched core was overwhelming.

“Fuck, Yuna…” The man let out a rough grunt. One of his hand moved to fondle her tits while the other hugged her waist, keeping her straight in her place. His pace began to get unforgiving, the sound of skin slapping echoed across their whole condo.

“J-ju… ho--!” His name spilled out of her desperate mewl. Yuna felt like her head was spinning. She couldn’t handle the rush of pleasure that was building up within her core. Her lover kept fucking her mercilessly as his hand roughly was groping on her tits, pinching her nipple just to make her go insane. Her mind raced back to Rowoon who was standing in front of the door, oblivious with all of what’s happening beyond it, making her worry yet excited at the same time.

The bell rang again, making Yuna opened her eyes wide.

“Juho? Yuna? You there?”

Their guest called them out from the other side.

“Shit—” She cursed under her breath.

“Calm down. Tell him to wait.”

“Are you crazy!?” Yuna lowly hissed, a bit befuddled by Juho’s absurd order.

“There’s no way I’m stopping now,” the man pulled back his hand to spank her butt cheek once, making her yelp in surprise and scared at the same time, “not when we’re just getting in the best part?”

‘Baek Juho is a fucking demon’, that’s what Yuna was telling herself. But sometimes, that thought perish whenever he pampered her with kisses and head pats, when he makes her coffee, when he giggles over her corny jokes. This moment is when she felt regret was slowly creeping up her spine for actually not keeping that thought permanently.

The demon started to continue his unforgiving thrusts again, forcing Yuna to bite her lip to hold in her mewls. Despite of the distraction, Yuna managed to pry her mouth open to speak with the idle guest behind the door.

“R-Rowoon! Could you wait for 5 minutes!?”

“What’s wrong?”

“Uhm--! There’s something we have to—Mmh!” The red hair let out a careless moan when she felt Juho was biting on her shoulder. His thrust didn’t get any slower but instead doing the opposite of it. Yuna could swear she was seeing stars. How could she possibly think about any excuses when her head was occupied with the hard cock that’s ramming her core?

“Yuna? Are you guys okay??”

“W-we’re okay! C-cockroach! There’s a cockroach we need to kill!!”

“Heh. Pun intended?” Juho giggled from behind, amused with how she came up with her lie.

“Oh shit, seriously!? Good luck then!”

Of course it worked. Rowoon’s afraid of cockroaches, just like Juho. Hard to believe a guy who looked like this and currently making her go crazy was afraid of any bugs.

“Fuck.” Juho inwardly cursed as he pulled out his cock, making Yuna confused with the sudden change, “Turn around.”

Doing as she was told albeit confused, Yuna was met with a feverish deep kiss. She slinked both of her arms around his neck as Juho hoisted her up against the door. He put in his length inside of her again, sealing her moans with his lips. He could feel how hard she was gripping on his hair and shoulders. Their hot ragged breaths mingled with one another, eyes burning into each other’s. Everything was a blur around them, filled with nothing but the sound of their love making. The two completely forgot that someone else existed behind that door. They had each other and the heat of pleasure was the only thing that matters inside their mind.

“I-I’m gonna cum—“ Yuna said between her worn-out breaths.

“Go ahead, baby.” Juho encouraged her as he planted heated kisses on her shoulders. He didn’t slow down his pace, making sure his woman kept her heightened soon-to-be climax around, “You can bite my shoulder.”

She didn’t hesitate. Hugging her lover’s chest as tight as she could, Yuna buried her teeth on Juho’s shoulder, holding in her moan as she felt her wave of climax came undone. The woman greatly trembled under his firm hold, feeling nothing but a blissful sensation.

“Bear with me for a sec, I’m almost there.”

“W-wait, baby, I just c—a-ahn!”  

Before she had the chance to protest, Juho continued to thrust inside of her walls again, feeling it slicked with her climax juices. It instantly just felt better because of how erotic the sound her walls made whenever he pushed in and out. The man groaned that he accidently head-butted the door due to the overflowing pleasure. The two couldn’t careless anymore. That definitely made a sound loud enough to the guy they had forgotten.

“I’m cumming—” Thrusting his cock faster to quickly reach that climax, Juho kissed Yuna again to keep his loud groan sealed within her lips. He finally let out his seeds inside, making sure he emptied out his bank. Yuna could only whimper under his deep kiss as she felt his cum dumped within her core. It felt really hot inside of her. It was so good and fulfilling that she kept locking him within her legs, making sure that he had his share.

Slowly pulling out of her entrance, Juho gently let Yuna down to stand on her own. She was a bit wobbly at first but soon enough she regained her balance.

“Babe, you’re too much… Hahaha.” Yuna said when she felt her lover’s cum threatened to spill out of her.

Gently kissing her sweaty forehead, Juho rubbed her rosy cheek softly with his thumb before he told her to wash up.

“Go take a shower first. I’ll take care of Rowoon.”

“Okay. I love you. And that was fun.” She smiled and gave him a quick soft peck on his cheek before she walked back towards their bathroom.

“Love you too, baby.”

After pulling up his pants back, Juho opened the door to let his friend in who seemed to be… not amused?

“’Sup, Rowoon.” The blonde called out to his friend as if nothing out of ordinary just happened.

Looking at his friend’s appearance from head to toe, Rowoon merely clicked his tongue. “Yeah, right. ‘Cockroach��� my ass.” The taller man in white shirt rolled his eyes as he walked past his friend. “You sweat this much for a cockroach hunt? You think I don’t see that fresh mark?”

Automatically bringing his hand to the place where Yuna bit him before, he just proved his friend’s point even further.

“My bad. Anyways, your gun’s right there.”

Walking towards the table for the silver, Rowoon sat down to open it for checking the goods inside.

“.357 magnum revolver. 30 bullets. Just as you requested.” Said Juho as he stood behind while crossing his arms. “If there’s anything else you want, feel free to tell me.”

Nodding in approval, Rowoon closed the case back and locking it securely.

“Thanks, Zuho.”

“You’re not gonna count the bullets first?”

“Nah, I gotta go. We’ve done this a countless time and you never disappoint.”

“Well… if you say so.” The blonde smiled, a bit happy to know how much his friend trusted him. “Good luck for tomorrow’s hunt.”

“How about you two?”

“Hm… We don’t really feel like joining this year.” Juho raised his eyebrow, hissing to find the right words for his reason, “No one has pissed me off enough to get killed.”

“Ho…? Really, now?” Rowoon grinned in amusement.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You used to do it just for fun.” The taller man stood up and then turned to face him. His black eyes glinted, showing deeper meanings of his words, “Like I do.”

Juho’s sharp eyes stared at him back. The way Rowoon smirked at him made him want to punch his perfect teeth in. This guy deliberately tried to bait him despite of his apparent unwillingness to join The Purge.

Still, not enough to kill him. Rowoon’s still a friend.

Forcing a smile on his small lips, Juho moved sideways as a sign for his guest to leave. “Don’t you have somewhere to go, Rowoon?”

“Pffft, relax, man. That was a joke. Stay safe, then.”

“Mm.”

After closing the door, Juho let out a sigh. He walked back towards the island where he last put his coffee. Luckily still a bit warm, Juho sipped it again to collect himself together. He closed his eyes, remembering the murders he had done with Yuna in the last year’s Purge and the rest from before then. 

He was done with The Purge. He got tired of it. No more killing for fun. He preferred watching the world burn from the side way, just sit back and enjoy the show.

Fin.

[padasteph-nie]

The Fourth Wall

CHAPTER THIRTEEN: Vaewolves and Broken Glass

Characters: Stephanie (OC), Sam Winchester, and Dean Winchester

Pairings: Sam x Stephanie (still unofficial)

Word Count: 2,433

Warnings: Reality shifts and fight scene. Character injury.

A/N: I know what you’re thinking.. when is this going to end. Soon, very soon. 

The Fourth Wall - Masterlist

Stephanie’s Point of View

     We all loaded into the car, I took it upon myself to sit in the back. I needed all the solitude I could get. Sam already had his worried look on his face, and I knew that meant he was going to be looking back on me every minute or so.

       I decided to go back over the photos first. I pulled up the picture of the house. I closed my eyes and I could see it plain as day. The tall, blue house was sitting on a corner lot. I tried to concentrate, blocking out the sound of the roaring engine in front of us. It didn’t take long before my mind sucessfully drowned out the sounds. I felt like I was there, in the picture. I walked into the back door, somehow knowing the front would be locked. I explored the place with ease, knowing each turn and where it would lead. I went up the stairs, two bedrooms, one bathroom, and a den. One room was definitely a kid’s room, and it was shared. I was beginning to think this house belonged to the people I didn’t recognize in my photo album. I went back down the stairs and into the dining room. I stood there, realizing how real this all felt. My head felt dizzy, so I shook it a little to hopefully lessen the feeling. When I set myself straight again, I noticed a family picture. It was definitely the people in the photos. Same guy; tall, blue-green eyes and a full beard. The two boys and…

      “Stephanie, hey. Hey! Are you with me?” Sam’s voice woke me out of my trance.

      Dean was staring at me through the rear-view mirror. “You just passed out. Are you okay?” His eyes went back to the road, but I could see there was deep concern in them.

      We pulled into an empty lot, covered by trees. Dean shut his headlights off. “We are here already?” I felt like only a minute or so had passed, but it had been fifteen minutes.

      Dean turned off the engine, “Stephanie, I don’t think you should come in.”

      Sam looked at him like he was insane, “Dean, we can’t leave her out here alone. This place could be crawling with vaewolves.”

      I looked at Sam, scared, but I knew Dean was right. “I’ll just stay out here and keep doing some research. I mean, let’s be honest, not one of us remembers me doing much hunting. How I’ve survived these last few hunts has got to be a miracle.”

      Sam clenched his jaw, knowing we were right. It was obvious he didn’t like the idea. “Okay, but I’m keeping my phone on ring.” He checked his phone, “we have service out here. If you even feel uncomfortable in the slightest, call me. I won’t even answer, I’ll just come straight out.”

      Dean got out and opened the trunk. I heard him rummage through it and load a gun. Silver bullets I assumed. He closed the trunk and came around to Sam, who was still sitting in the front seat, staring at me like a fragile, lost child. “She’s gonna be fine, Sam. She’s a hunter. She will call if she needs us.” Dean handed Sam a machete. 

      Sam sighed and opened his door. He reached back and pulled me to him, kissing me on the forehead. “Please be on high alert. Please?” He begged.

       I nodded and watched as he got out of the car to join Dean. They headed off into the trees. I suddenly realized how bad of an idea this was. It was late evening, and the only sound was a light breeze blowing through the trees in the dark, wooded lot.

       I needed to continue looking into all of this stuff, but I didn’t want to use my phone and draw attention to myself with the light. So instead, I cracked open the book. I observed the handwriting, cursive and, honestly, a little sloppy. I hardly ever wrote in cursive, except for when I was trying to make a journal pretty, or signing something. I’ve always hated my cursive writing. I found my marked page. It was dark, and I almost couldn’t see, but it was just light enough, and I began reading:

       Sorry I haven’t wrote in a few days, I’ve just been really down. I’m not sure why this diagnosis is affecting me so much. I always wondered if something wasn’t right, but I’m so used to being me, ya know? Do you remember back when I had just graduated, and I went and seen that psychiatrist? Probably not, I only did two counseling sessions and that was it. But the psychiatrist said I had manic depression. At the time I thought that it was a mild form of depression, because I had only heard of major depressive disorder. So, I assumed if it wasn’t major, then it was minor. Well at my last appointment, when I was diagnosed, the doctor said manic depression is what they used to call bipolar disorder. So, this isn’t the first time I’ve been diagnosed apparently.

       Anyway, I guess that doesn’t matter. It kinda sucks that we moved out here in the middle of nowhere after I found out. Don’t get me wrong, I love this tiny town, but the timing was off. I could really use a friend. I’m glad I have you, it’s a good escape from the real world. I’m actually really proud of this move. I finally got away from the hustle and bustle of being in a city where I was always expected to be directly involved with the family. My family is great, but I’m an introvert, which I’m sure you’ve figured out by now. I mean, you’re my main source of socializing. Like I said though, I love this tiny town.

       Nothing makes me happier than taking my two boys outside on a summer day here. Right outside the back door is a small deck, and in the summer, Dustin likes to cook out and we eat on our patio set and watch the boys play. He is such a good dad, and husband. I still can’t believe I snagged this tall, blue-green eyed man. His beard is a little much at times, but I like more facial hair than not. But on days like today, I try to think of all this stuff. When I’m feeling like I don’t really care about my life, I try to think of my kids. They are so cute, and so young. We just put our oldest in Pre-Kindergarten this year. I don’t want to miss anything, ya know. I’m not even thirty yet. It’s amazing we’ve already bought a house. Five years ago, I would have been shocked to know we’d have two kids and live in this adorable, tall, blue house. Once we got the windows put in, the white trim really made it look nice. And in the spring, the little tree in the front yard blooms tiny pink flowers. I’m really lucky. I shouldn’t dwell so much on having a diagnosis, it doesn’t change anything. Thanks for this, I really needed to vent and get my mind on track.

       I slowly closed the book, my mind was racing. I opened my phone and pulled up the pictures again. The man, tall with blue-green eyes and a full beard. The young boys, like I said, no older than six. I closed my eyes and tried to concentrate, but I was feeling nauseous. I went to text Sam but something else happened. I looked up and I wasn’t in the Impala anymore. I looked back down at my phone. Same phone, but instead it was opened to a text conversation I was having with someone named Dustin. It hit me, Dustin wasn’t a hunter that I met randomly and just kept his number for emergencies. Dustin was the guy in this story. Those kids are his kids, and that house is his house. I looked around me, I was back in that very house. I went into the dining room to find that picture. I grabbed it off the shelf it sat on, and I glared at it, in shock. There was a woman in the photo, I didn’t see her last time. This was the woman that wrote the books. It had to be her. The only thing was, she looked eerily like… me.

       I dropped the picture, shattering it on the floor. I sat down, to prevent myself from falling. “Wake up, wake up!” I yelled to myself. I picked up my phone to call Sam, each ring making me feel more and more alone. I was hoping he’d come out to the car and get me out of this trance before it went to voicemail. He didn’t. The voicemail wasn’t even his… It was Dustin’s. “Wake up, please wake up.” I looked down at the shards of glass in front of me. I couldn’t help but think this was a way out. I needed to wake up. I picked up a large piece, and squeezed it tightly in my hand. I screamed and winced in pain, dropping the glass. When I looked down to view the piece of glass, I wasn’t looking at the carpeted dining room. All I could see were the floor boards in the Impala. “It worked.” But my mind went back to the pain, my hand was cut deeply.

        I heard my phone go off, and I looked down at it. It was a message from Dustin, 'Please, don’t do anything else. I’m leaving work now. I’ll be there soon.' My mind was lost between two worlds. I examined my surroundings, and found that the back window of the Impala was broken. I couldn’t remember how. Was it me? Did I break the window? Did something attack me?

        I decided it was better to find Sam and Dean, I’d be safer with them. I got out of the car, not even bothering to shut the door. I ran into the wooded area, and it wasn’t long before I found the nest. It was a house, and by the sounds of it, Sam and Dean were already in kill mode. I slowly approached the house, still holding pressure to my hand. I had to tend to the wound, I couldn’t walk in there fighting with my hands clasped together. I let go, watching the blood pool in my palm. I lifted my flannel to my mouth, bit down, and tore a piece of fabric off of it, and tied it tightly around my hand.

        I circled the place, until I found a branch laying on the ground. I broke off a piece after jumping on it a few times. I was armed to my best and ready to join the fight. I crept up to the door and slowly opened it. There was blood everywhere, vaewolves laying dead, their heads cut off. All except two. Sam and Dean were each on one. Approaching the closest one with its back to me, it was the one Sam was fighting. It didn’t even realize I was behind it until Dean yelled, “STEPHANIE! WATCH OUT!” I turned around to a third vaewolf, and before I could swing the branch, it slashed its claws across my arm, and I fell to the ground in pain.

        “NO!” Sam yelled, decapitating his vaewolf with one swift strike of his machete. Dean had already shot his and was after the one that had attacked me. Sam ran and slid to my side, “Hey, you okay? Let me see it.” I pulled my arm away from chest to expose the slashes across my arm. “We need to stitch these up!” he immediately got up and started to look for supplies.

        “Sam, listen.” I winced, trying to sit up.

        “No, lay down! Don’t move.” He demanded.

        “Sam, I think I figured it out.” I tried to explain over his mindless rummaging.

        “We don’t have time for this right now, Stephanie.” He walked back over to me, “We have to go back to the car, there are first aid supplies in there.” He lifted me up and pushed my arm against my chest. “Try to keep your arm there, it will slow the bleeding.”

        “Sam, the book. The pictures, there is a link. The house is her house. The man is her husband, and the kids are her kids.

        Sam kept leading me out the door and through the trees. “That’s impossible, how would you have real pictures of fictional characters?” He asked, not really putting thought into it.

        “I don’t think they are fictional.” I waited for a response.

        Sam stopped dead in his tracks and looked at me. “Where is the book?” He put his hands on my shoulders. Before I could answer he yelled at me, “WHERE IS THE BOOK, STEPHANIE?”

        “Calm down! It’s in the car.” I replied. Sam took off running, and I followed as best as I could with my arm against my chest. “What’s going on? Why do you need the book?” Sam ignored the smashed window and the fact that the door was left open. He reached in, grabbed the book and walked around to the back of the car. He flung open the trunk, and opened the book, laying it flat in front of him. “What are you doing? Sam, I need to you to help me with my arm.”

         Sam continued to ignore me and pulled out the box of our fake I.D.s and badges. He grabbed them out, a handful at a time, until he found one of mine. He laid it out next to the book. “That’s it!” He yelled. “Stephanie, what is the main character’s name in your book?”

          I walked over to look closer at what he had found. I tried to remember, but I couldn’t recall her name. “I’m not sure. I don’t think she ever says.”

          “I didn’t think so. She wouldn’t need to.” Sam pulled me against him and brought the badge to my view. “Look at your signature.” I looked at it, still missing what he was getting at. He reached down and grabbed the book, “look at the handwriting, Stephanie. That is your handwriting.”

          I compared them closely and gasped. Just then, we heard footsteps coming from the trees. “Please tell me that is Dean,” I whispered. I turned to look at Sam and he was gone. It was like he dissipated on the spot. “Sam?” I walked around the car and hid behind the open door.

         “Stephanie?” A voice called, “Oh my God, no. Please, Stephanie!” Before I could see who it was, I fell faint to the ground, broken glass shattering into smaller pieces beneath me.

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Weird crack story of Osomatsu san and Hetalia

Read on your own risk! This is a joke story! Special tribute for @ask-karamemetsu-memetsuno @thefruitdragon @hetaliatime @aquamoon33

One day there is huge incident in Hetalia world, it is like alien invasion but the the alien is replaced with matsunos with abrupt quantity of hesokuri wars sets of Matsuno family that want to conquer the earth.

The world ahold a meeting and make agreement about to use everything in order to avoid all of them have same faces which means identity mixed up and have hard time to regain identity.

“Beside! We don’t want to have noppera incident happen again!” Italy waved his hand and smiled.

Aph England stood up then called all of his eyebrows brothers to make good combos attack with their ~curses~.

Germany sighed and tell further plan, it is the NA bros twins and Italian triplets(Romano, Italy and Seborga!) must be evacuated because those twins sets are a bit fragile to fight against sextuplets (yea i make twin joke right there). Who knows if they will gladly embraced the sextuplets anyway.

Italy shook head and feeling scared of economy collaps due too much neets in this world, he wanted to fight. “Germany…I want to fight with you!”

Germany shook head and ruffled his hair, “they are too dangerous”. Italy hugged him and let go while hoping for the best.

Aph England, Australia, Scotland, Wales, Ireland, Northern Ireland kinda make emergency team to protect some land from Karamatsu aka the thick eyebrows brother. So their fight is an intense fight between eyebrows dudes. “Excuse! It is because I want to protect myself. ~England~ we are brothers but I will kick your ass later” Scotland pouted and arrowed enemies. England sighed, “alright” he casted curses everywhere. Karamatsu squads who is already immune to death because he got killed a lot in season 1 just ressurected himself lots of time and fight back.

“No way” Australia whom came from nowhere backed off. “Big brother England~ Can I hit them? I bring sheeps~” New zealand smiled and run with so much sheeps. “Guh! That cat-mouth! A bit remind me of Todomatsu!” Spy Karamatsu retreated because he just remember he got burned by todomatsu. New Zealand sighed and shook head, “who is Todomatsu”

Suddenly,

“No! I want to fight!” America yelled to England, “Idiot!! What about Canada?” England frowned and felt a bit worried, he held America’s shoulder and looked straight to his eyes. “I am the hero! I trust him to protect himself” He whined and took out big ass gun from his pocket from Hetalia fantasia game. Everyone stunned and confused at him. “It is Anime! We can do what we want!” He pouted and waved his gun.

“Yo! I am okay mm yeah?? England I am here dude!” Canada wear all flashy outfit with his flag on and styled his hair like America. “Don’t forget power of twin look alike!”

“Idiot!! Don’t make joke like that now!!” England nearly fainted if India did not sneaked in and shoved his mouth with herbs then gone like a ninja. “Namaste and goodbye!” He danced his way out.

Greece and Estonia come with hot cats and distract half of Ichimatsu troops. His mochis was too fluffy to be avoided and too weird to be unseen, it bring some guard down from the opposition team.

Now move to Asia, China took Panda!oso and give the most intense scold to Chinese New year Matsunos set about manners and how increasing NEETS population will destroy nation economy a bit. They feel guilty and go back home.

Panda!oso whined and insisted to stay, “Why I should leave with them, altho they left me alone and I have to turned my back away to avoid my pain when they leave me? My otaku idol brother leave me first” He teared up and held China’s hand and somewhat loosened a bit, they are big brother with red color of fate. China got a bit sad and remembered about Japan leave him and grow into closet otaku that suggest England to satisfied himself with 2D girls.

“I know. It is sad..” China replied and carried him on his back like how he carried his panda. “Look. A big moon.”

Oso remembered the big moon when he saw it alone with nobody else and sulked slightly, China remember his memories about Japan under big beautiful moon and just sighed and smile.

China will take care of him for a while. Atleast until he is willing to leave. Everyone eventually leave, That is the way it should be.

In high class casino, Macau and Monaco teamed up together to have intense fight in casinos against Matsunos Casino Set with their unique skills.

“Weak!” Monaco chuckled and beat them with jackpots together with Macau. They looked stunningly well together. Queen and King of Casinos. Both of them use maximum strength of economy.

“We are not lose yet! We will be back! It is because I am the oldest who give orders!” Osomatsu who got his clothes ripped due attack give order to retreat.(Why ripped clothes? Because the game draw it like that.)

Japan looked rather calm and seemed unbothered.

Japan smiled with a maliceful intent and whispered before leave the battle area

“You have no idea what is up on my sleeve. Multiple AUs and copyright breaker…”

“Where is France and Russia anyway? Is Italy and Romano okay?” Germany squinted his eyes, “i am so tired. They are all too much”.

“Ve~ Big brother France is with a man named Karamatsu. He dressed naked in a moving glass filled with dessert!” Feliciano ate ice cream. France and Karamatsu chilling with floating roses on air also sparkles. Mafia!Ichimatsu sleep next to him after eating. Germany could not help but let a sheepishly smile. “Italy. You are actually strong”

“Somewhat looking at them makes me feels so irritated” England and Ichimatsu sucessfully get up like zombie after cat fight, they are just too tired. They looked at each other a bit suprised.

“Do you hate a man that overly ‘fashionable’ and somewhat has sparkles around him?” Ichimatsu looked at England, expecting good answer. “Uh Yeah. He is my neighborhood and somewhat his presence disturb me a lot” England shrugged off.

“Want to beat them? I will beat the blue cape guy named France. This is slapstick comedy, people will understand it” England massaged his shoulder and hold two rocket. “Let us make a short Alliance. It will be okay. We all stressed anyway” England handed one to him. Ichimatsu grinned and hold the rocket. “To think make alliance with a trash like me. Am I going to die soon?” Ichimatsu make a sheepish smile.

“EHHH WHY MEE??? NON NON!!!” Karamatsu and France yelled together and blown up so high they reached end of rainbow. Roses grown on path until they fall down. Burnt naked. Just the way it should be.

“What a fantastic weather! The sky feels so clear!” England laughed like there is tomorrow. “Don’t feel like trash! I feel like wanting to die too after I drunk and complained a lot” England held Ichimatsu’s shoulder. “You are mortal and won’t live forever. Cheer up okay? I live forever with my negative nature” England gave a reassuring smile. Ichimatsu just gave a silent nod and slowly smile. ESP nyan jumped on Ichimatsu’s arm.

“I feel like this because I have no friends” the cat talked, England suprised and ruffled Ichimatsu. They have melanchonic moments due suffer of felt being isolationed by their own difficulties.

“I-I have to find Todomatsu! It is night soon and he will get scared!” Ichimatsu broke the negativity. “I can find him by myself” he nodded and runned away.

“Actually nevermind. I see something scary” Ichimatsu runned back. Todomatsu and Russia walked together and make bloody path while smiling and showing unexplainable brutality and duality of cutest men alive.

“This cold aura….Russia?” America dropped his weapon. “So scary..and General Winter is here too” he cold sweated. “Dude. This is so dangerous”

“This undying thirst feeling of dry heart. Must be totty” Choromatsu gasped and hugged Oso, Oso hug others to make chain hug.

“Osomatsu nii san~ why so scared?~” Todomatsu smiled and held a similar looking pipe with Russia’s. “I just learned a lot of things! I met a man whose heart oftenly fall off! Maybe dry heart is not that bad?~” Todomatsu faced Osomatsu closer and moved backward. “Choromatsu nii san is horrible tho” he sighed. The sky start snowing, it is nearly June.

“Todomatsu who is that old gramp on the sky?” Choromatsu looked up. “It is General winter!” Todomatsu sat on the snow and sighed. “I am still mad about kerosene. You hate cold, so I bring you cold ”. He pouted and make heart shaped drawing on snow then stomp on it.

“Russia. What do you teach to him?” America put some distance due heavy tensed atmosphere. Russia smiled, “Nothing. Just retell how I failed gained friends because of you. Amerika. He have same problem, altho it is caused by his brothers. We share similarities too. Like being called heartless or monster” Russia’s scarf drag America away from the place.

“Kol kol kol. Want me to make your gum bleed if you still talking?”