#also there was a plant next to it that was somehow connected to hunter idk

[dravidious]

Had a dream about The Owl House where I was Luz and somehow got the ability to turn into a titan. Also I was CONVINCED that Belos had like. Possessed or corrupted a plant in the front yard, but no one believed me.

[alluvision]

to love

Pairing → Sam Winchester x GN!Reader (no pronouns mentioned)

Summary → Sam and Reader had a fight about how you guys should take hunting down a notch, even though both of you feel at fault, a compromise isn’t actually hard to come by this time.

Warnings → Fluff? Angst again maybe? Idk and there are like four cuss words, calm down-

A/N → Hope you enjoy lmao, I now introduce to you my bad writing for Sam. He needs some love.  Hope I can provide :,))) 

Notes → Nothing. But I guess it’s mentioned reader is shorter than Sam, but there was no specific height difference spoken.

Word Count  →  1216

Requested  → No

To say the least, you and Sam had gotten into a fight.

It hadn’t been pretty. You yelled a few too many times for your liking but all Sam had done was look at anything but you and keep his mouth shut. 

The topic; hunting. 

Hunting had always been a topic hanging around your heads. An unavoidable nuisance that never really brought a good conversation to the table. 

You knew what you were getting into when deciding to get into a relationship with Sam. 

You had also grown up hunting, the only difference being you lived a half normal life. Moving around wasn’t always an occurrence because you had been raised by only doing hunts which were fewer than a ten hour drive from your house. 

The rest were to be taken care of by other hunters, or it would ultimately be decided that you would be left at home, continuing school, and being a normal person. 

Normal as the world knew you to be. 

And now, hours after that argument, more one-sided than most would be, you were getting ready for bed. 

You were an adult now, over the span of decades the job of hunting did what it does best, and took away most of your friends and family. 

Your mother was the only blood relative left alive, having been retired from hunting for longer than you had been fully sucked into it.

Getting ready for bed wasn’t the same without Sam’s presence. 

You missed the remarks he made as you brushed your teeth. The way he decided to look into your eyes through the mirror or plant a kiss along the side of your neck, or a peck on your shoulder. 

You missed how he not so subtly rested his head on your shoulder, closed his eyes and planted his hands on your hips, holding you with the idea stuck in his head that he could never let go of you.

He had once said it was physically impossible to let you out of his arms, a cheesy line he’d made early in bed one morning. 

But as the routine pushed forward, none of those touches, none of the interaction you had ingrained in your daily schedule, ever came.

You brushed your teeth alone, and finished your nightly routine alone. 

The bed felt empty, it felt like a part of you was missing and you hated yourself for not trying to apologize when you could’ve still found him in the bunker.

He’d left before you even had the chance to catch him, and you hadn’t seen him return. 

You snuggled as best you could into your sheets, instinctively stealing one of Sam’s pillows to hug because there was no Sam to hug. 

You fell asleep, unease bubbling up in you, and hoping you could talk with him the morning after. 

He was safe.

You knew he was safe. 

And by the next morning, though you hadn’t felt it climb into bed, you woke up to warmth. 

Warmth which your gut told you was normal.

It was a feeling that always managed to comfort you, but as you slowly woke up, you remembered how that warmth hadn’t been there last night.

You opened your eyes, Sam’s face being the first thing you see. 

You were entangled. The bedsheets were a complete mess from how you had ended up practically being smothered by your resident moose. 

As the feeling of simply waking up next to Sam settled in, you wrapped your own arms around him. Somehow managing to wrap yourself around him more than he around you.

It was tender. Every breath swallowed up by the morning that hadn’t yet woken up Sam.

Minutes passed, or maybe it was seconds, but to you it felt like an eternity of calm. 

Sam woke up, slowly adjusting to his compromised position of being trapped in your arms. 

“Hi,” he mumbled, most likely still half asleep. 

He continued cuddling you, choosing to bury himself into the crook of where your collarbone and shoulder met.

“Hi,” you said back quietly, smiling softly as you allowed yourself a moment of happiness. Your fingers lazily stroked his hair, your mouth pressing kisses to it of its own accord. 

Another few minutes passed before Sam removed himself from you, claiming, “I’m up.”

Though it didn’t really sound like it, you allowed him his freedom and let him go about his way. 

While he got ready you waited for your turn. The situation was still blurry for you, you understood it as much as you would a language you’d never heard of. 

Which was about zero percent. Maybe zero-point-one if you were lucky. 

Sam shortly came back from the bathroom, looking at you square in the face, “We need to talk.”

You had barely even opened your mouth when he had begun talking again, “And we will do that after breakfast. So come with me, please.”

Puppy dog eyes had never failed Sam, and they had yet to fail him. 

You complied, finding yourself walking alongside him. 

Routine seemed to be routine. It was something you never wanted to break.

Breakfast was filled with unadulterated affection. 

You were happy to have it, but couldn’t help but let your mind wander into the conversation which still needed to be had.

Ah, breakfast. As enjoyable as it was it inevitably had to end. 

“So..,” you broke the silence, elongating the ‘o’. 

He chuckled, “Yeah, so. I spent a lot of time thinking.”

You smiled slightly, remembering about the many jokes made in the past which usually went along the lines of, “Wow, you thinking? Dangerous right?”

“I- I want to be here more. With you and- and somewhere down the line, maybe we can get some of that apple-pie life?” It was a question, it was him exploring his options, to see if he’d messed up by just leaving the night before.

You felt as if you were the one that messed up much more. You had yelled. 

Biting your lip and feeling extremely exposed you nodded your head, “I want that. God you have to know how I feel when we go on separate hunts, it terrifies me not knowing what could happen. I-” You took a deep breath, wanting to not mess up this time around.

“I don’t want you to quit hunting, hell, I don’t want to quit it! But I- okay… I want to focus on us too. You know? What I meant, through all the shitty yelling I did last night, was that I love you. I love you so much and I never want to lose you, but I know you also have this weird ass complex of wanting to save people, which frankly I do too-”

Sam shut you up with a kiss, maybe this time he didn’t want to listen to your rambling, though he would never deny that he loved it.

“I’m taking that as a yes,” he said lips still against yours, cheesy as the situation was. “How’s that apple-pie life idea sound to you?” He continued, your foreheads connected as if you were one. 

As if the world would end if he wasn’t staring into your eyes, and you weren’t staring into his.

Thinking about it, that apple-pie life sounded like an amazing idea.

[jvnex]

favorite family relationships/friendships you’ve played out?

Brace yourselves.

Empire is a very special place where I’ve been able to play s o m a n y amazing relationships out, let’s compile a list, shall we~

First and foremost— JJ & Harv Jarv the main man. Rip Marv Jarv the best uncle to ever exist unkno. I really do adore Autumn for playing my character’s father bc like who does that, no one. I appreciate that she can bring to life a father figure and make him so believable and accurate? Despite being in her twenties and... not.... a father... yeah. He truly is a lovable character and the fact that we can play off each other for inspiration/how our characters act and react to things is AMAZING. We’re like a guide for each other, ily and Harv mwah.

Liam & JJ have this incredible dynamic that I think is so fun to write out, he’s so human and you can clearly see that in everything he does. A true man. Accompanied with Millie the Jarvis fam is complete and we love all its members and everything they choose to do with their characters. I like that we’re able to headcanon things about their past without talking in depth about it with each other because we just know the family, we always figure a way for it to work out and fit in with their crazy shapeshifter hating asses. Liam making bets he can’t win and JJ taking advantage of that, Liam getting attacked by wildlife or spending all his money on Arizona tea— it just works.

Juju (JJ & Julian), JJ & Jonah— connections with the Rhodes are quite possibly the most important for her and Julian and Jonah are among those. I’m grouping them together bc I see them hanging out and doing random shit together don’t fight me. Junie B can be playful, sassy, serious or bitter with either of them and they always have the most entertaining (random?) threads. We still have SO MANY plots to explore with them and there is SO MUCH more potential, but we will get to that yes, yes we will. The shapeshifter hatred is strong in Juju, and burrito love is strong in JJonah.

CJ & JJ, the unholy,,, duo. They’re the best of both worlds, the brains and the brawn, the skill and the looks. Fight me. The hunting thread we had that lasted for literally 8 months will forever be engrained in my fucking memory, it has impacted JJ a lot and she’ll always bring up that evil sai blade, believe me. CJ pushes her where any other character couldn’t, it wouldn’t make sense, but with her it does. Among the most important characters for her to interact with for sure, period.

JJ & Hendrix are kinda like Liam & JJ in a way but also not because he’s, like, old. From inappropriate to childish jokes and jabs, they cover it all. It’s just rp crack like, we write mostly dialogue of random shit they bring up and I feel like I’m rping Wronah again. Again, we can headcanon shit and it makes sense right away. Let me picship my tvd universe fcs in peace, thanks.

Moving onto my witch bitch— Corrina & Lucian: two incredibly similar yet somehow different witchy woo siblings, very close in age and personality. They’re both so completely bitter and pretentious it kills me, it makes their interactions ridiculous and gives me drive to rp Corrina whenever I get the chance. I’m ready to explore future plots with them, there is so much we can do (Bordeauxs, vamp biz, Tallis family line bullshit) that I think will blow up the dash. Let’s do more six paragraph threads.

Hudson & Corrina make me wanna kms lbr. Her complex makes no sense but somehow Beca understands it and plays it out so beautifully in game. Hudson is a model older brother, even now as a serial killer black magic witch gone awry, he looks out for his siblings’ best interests at every waking moment which makes it difficult for me to be mean to him in replies like? I want to hug him, but I also want to jump him, climb him like a tree bc why are you using Justin Hartley the man, the myth, the legend. Planning out threads is like... a no, because somehow we figure out where they’re going through crude jokes and assumptions, and their relationship has evolved into the most extra thing on this planet.

Corrina & Kels are like, idk, I love Kels bc he’s normal in comparison to everyone else in the family idgi. He makes me happy, he makes Corrina happy. Nothing she holds against Hudson could ever be held against him, nothing she punishes Lucian for could ever be applied to Kelsey the main man because he is so good it hurts. Guardian angel plant brethren with a heart of gold, just living his life and helping others, being a good big brother (little brother, too) and mentor. With the recent addition of Laine there is more of this to come.

Elise & Corrina, Lola & Corrina— my very favorite friendship trio. I can say with the utmost certainty that my favorite species to play are witches. The power and the connection to the earth they have is really therapeutic?? w/e I really enjoy writing them, so to have three amazing witches to explore this with outside of immediate family connections is just astonishing. Coco and Lolo met and were friends before Eli and the gang were, but I feel such strong pulls from both of them. It was only when Elise came to the city that they became the best friends they are today. With the similarities between the Blossom and Buttercup, Bubbles is a breath of fresh air. A bright light shining on a field of flowers, keeping them strong, showing different perspectives and bringing some much needed niceness and humility to the table. Elise will always have two loving, supporting witch families to fall back on, the Carringtons and Tallises welcome her.

Corrina & the Vales. Close from a young age, exploring the frey and subways together, casting spells and shifting into bears—- these supernatural clusterfucks have it covered. Sheamus, the newest edition to the Vales (god bless an Autumn), is what I would call the perfect big brother, and I can see Corrina envying the Vales for their relationship with their eldest brother, wishing she could let go of her superstitions to go back to how she used to view things, *cough cough hudson*. Addison, fav vale of resident bratty Tallis, they have a very nice relationship. Maybe they can bond over Noah fucking them up ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ or maybe just more over ice cream. She’s seen her in diapers, Addison was a mess after Halloween and Devon’s death and the bitch was there to see her then, too. We are a #teamAddison fanbase over here, or I’d like to say Corrina is, but family is important to her so I really need to explore that with her and figure out where she stands on that— #teamHudson can choke. Levi is like,, idk she had a crush on him when she was younger but she’s comfortable enough around him to this day that she can almost forget about that. Threatens to kill him on the daily when he brings it up, their dynamic has me over the moon. Where a stranger with his personality would undoubtedly annoy her, she finds him charming and happens to see him as good company. And last but not least, Rosalie. The youngest Vale has a special spot in Corrina’s heart, a spot reserved for the ‘you-annoy-me-but-i-would-also-kill-for-you’ type people in her life. One day she loves her, the next she can’t stay far enough away from her. But they’re the same age and are family friends, I’d like to think they’d do anything for each other given the right circumstances.

As for characters from past rps it’s literally all wren who am i kidding,, here I go. Once again, BRACE.

Wren & Savannah, let’s talk about wREN AND SAVANNAH. Cousins turned siblings when we moved rps, but I could argue the cousin dynamic was better, don’t hate me. I used Ansel why? Idk, but it was a good choice, and Savannah was his reason for doing everything idc. She cared for him like a cousin, sister, and mother all in one— from when he had not-so-great parents to when they were siblings and had the BEST parents in all the land. Savannah Fontaine was a fucking rock, she never let up, never let anyone see her at her worst, never said anything she didn’t want to and she was so amazing. I love this bitch I could talk for hours and I will. Their dynamic was like,, well, Wren as the youngest was very goofy, he had his own way of thinking and was basically in his own little world. But Sav somehow brought him out of that and made him look at the bigger picture, asked impossible things of him (take over the coven why don’t you) and didn’t treat him like a stupid kid whereas so many others did. The overwhelming pain and love we felt when we played them was special, because I’ve never rped siblings that impacted me or my character so much, as weird as that sounds. Much love, xoxo your favorite brother

Bonnie & Wren are the best brotp I’ve ever played out to this day. Kori and I have a knack for playing best friend duos (enter Junny), but Wronnie was a special one. People shipped them which was.. weird, but Bonnie was a fucking mess and idk why they were friends other than we just made them friends. It developed into something so fucking amazingly beautiful that it killed me. I still read their threads whenever I think about them and envision so many things we could do with them now. Having a past like her’s wasn’t something that always pushed them closer but separated them at times. A hunter and a witch, weird unlikely friends I’d say, but would have done anything for each other. They were there for each other through parental struggles, advice about ship shit, supernatural problems, and just about anything you can think of. I wanna thank this bitch for playing the best best friend I’ve ever had in or out of rp, my life is sad.

Jonah & Wren, Benji & Wren. banjo bonjo, bingo bong the best times of my fucking life. Here I am praising Autumn again, my fucking queen, #1 bitch back off. Ok. I’m gonna put Jonah in a trash can. Benji is a friend with stilts. National egg day. Rp crack at its finest, I can’t make this shit up. Ted Cruz is an icon— these are just inside jokes sorry.

Wrenny (Wren & Lenny) were uh............ they had issues like, she was bad juju magic he was light shit and he hated that she did it. A good brotp until he went searching through her mind and she sent him flying fifteen feet backwards, then they were a notp. Like severely, Wren could probably kill her bc he hates the bitch. What reason, you ask? idk. Can we talk about Wriana (Wren & Diana) in the same paragraph,, I’m gonna do it. They’re both played by Marty anyway what do I care. I literally never have ships and when you ship with marty it’s an experience. Like I said: rainbow ringlets, mind blown, I am nothing. Mozzarella fucking fiends, they’re in love, virgin prince and princess.

Vince & Ivan and I’m mentioning this bc when do I play siblings with Martha. Rat kings, kings of not bathing, kings of vampiric murder, kings of hating original vampires. Uh idk I really liked that they were from Bulgaria or some shit, google translate is my friend tbh, their whole predicament was a lot. Surprise bitch, I bet you thought you’d seen the last of me, sike. Vince couldn’t control him, it was a lot, Ivan hated him, but also like his only living relative so whatever we’re brothers let’s go have some fun. U feel.

honorable mentions bc I’m too fucking dead to write anymore: tatum & wren, tatum & danny, shelby my bitch, ethan, TATE, caity cait, every sibling I’ve ever played to arianna. the delacroixs are thriving