#and L…. kinda you can see his hair tuffs

[1driedpersimmon]

Meme

[rivaldreamer]

House of Malignant - CH 2

Crossover between House of Wax & Malignant

What happens when one pair of conjoined twins meet another?~

CHAPTERS:

CH1 , CH3

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Driving up through the old town, Madison admired little old Ambrose. The quaint setting reminded her a lot of the rural areas where she and Sydney grew up, away from the hustle and bustle of the city. With this remote location, she didn’t feel as anxious about being recognized.

Throughout the rest of the car ride, Lester and Sydney had been happily chatting away. Madison smiled, especially noticing how Sydney blushed at Lester’s corny jokes.

However, the closer they got to town, the more Lester’s easygoing demeanor faded.

The truck came to a rickety stop beside a gas station.

“Well, thanks a bunch Lester,” Sydney said, beaming at him.

Lester’s grip tightened on the wheel. “Y-yeah…don’t mention it…” he turned to them, “l-listen, if ya want…I can just tow yar’ truck on’ down here. Save’s ya girls the trouble and all…ya can wait back where I found ya at…”

Madison felt an odd pit in her stomach.

Sydney frowned. “Lester… we’re already here though. We may as well have a look around,” she smiled softly, “I kinda wanna see your hometown.”

Lester’s ears went red.

Just then, Madison’s phone began to screech violently, everyone jumping at the ear splitting pitch.

“S-sorry!” Madison exclaimed, fumbling with her phone, casting a look Sydney’s way.

She put the phone to her ear, Gabriel’s voice rasped and static…

“Get out of the car…”

“What-? Gab-”

“Something doesn’t feel right. Get. Out. Now.”

Madison didn’t know what to think, her fight or flight instincts kicking up. Or was that feeling coming from Gabriel…?

Before she could even react, a hand slammed down by her window.

Madison yelped.

A man came into view, smiling beneath his cap. “Well’s… you must be the fine pair of ladies Lester called ahead about,” he spoke, his southern accent thick and suave, “I’m Bo, the one he told ya’ about.

He offered his hand to shake.

Madison hesitantly shook it. “Emily, nice to meet you.”

Bo tapped his hands on the car window. “Heard you were havin’ some car troubles up the road?” He opened Madison’s door for her.

“Uh…y-yeah…”

As Madison hopped out from the truck, she got a good look at Bo. He was tall, strong features, chiseled chin, curly tuffs of hair peeking out from underneath his cap and an all around charming smile.

Overall, he was very attractive, in spite of the grease stained mechanic suit he wore.

But something about how he carried himself, how he spoke, how he smiled, egocentric, domineering… reminded her of another monster from her past…

Gabriel watched through Madison’s eyes. He too felt an odd familiarity. He didn’t know this man, if they’d met him in the past, they’d remember.

It was than that Gabriel recalled a similar man…the first face he saw after waking up for the first time in 20 years…

A man that dared put a hand on his sister and whom became Gabriel’s first kill in his rampage.

Drawing connections, Gabriel already didn’t like Bo, making his disdain known by growling, Maddie’s phone and the truck’s radio blaring with jumbled static.

Madison jumped, reaching to the back of her head and desperately shushing them.

Bo furrowed his brow, looking over into the truck. “Hey Lester! Somethin’ wrong with ya radio there?”

Lester was in the middle of helping Sydney out from the driver’s side.

As the static blared, Lester moved to hear Bo. Sydney, who’d been using him as support to get down, yelped when the movement caused her to lose her footing, falling forward and causing both her and Lester to go tumbling down into the gravel.

Lester groaned looking up to find Sydney sprawled on top of him.

“Uh…” He went red and so did Sydney once she realized the position they were in.

A wolf whistle was heard, making them both turn to see a smirking Bo.

“Well, Lester, when’s ya get a little lady on the side?” He teased.

The two of them immediately scrambled up, apologizing and giving excuses, faces red and burning.

Madison was still desperately trying to get Gabriel to calm down.

“Gabe, CALM DOWN!” She hissed into her phone, feeling his emotions flare up.

“Something’s not right!”

“Gabriel, please, we can’t just start acting out. They haven’t even done anything.”

“Yet…”

Gabriel added with cynicism.

“Gabriel…” Madison sighed, a hand to her forehead, “Gabriel, I’m not gonna say your worries are unjustified. I’m worried too…”

“The filthy one, he’s acting suspicious and his brother…I don’t like him…he’s too much like… like…”

Madison flinched at the reminder.

“Sorry…”

“No…” She reached a hand to the back of her head, “I noticed too… but I’m not afraid. I’m stronger now…”

She smiled softly.

“…and I have you.”

Madison truly meant it. She felt safer and secure knowing that Gabriel was there, assured that no matter what happened that he would protect them. Her affectionate feelings travelled over to Gabriel.

A purring buzz came over the phone. Madison couldn’t help but laugh. “Gabe! Are you purring?”

“…shut up…”

She laughed even harder.

“Talkin’ to a boyfriend?”

Madison gasped, spinning around. Bo leaned against the truck, arms folded and one leg overlapping the other, a lazy smile on his face.

Madison felt her face warm.

“Uh…no…” she waved her phone, “just my brother…”

Bo inclined his head, arching a brow. “The two of ya must be pretty close huh?���

“Oh… you have no idea.”

Madison had to bite her bottom lip to keep the shit eating grin off her face.

Bo pushed off the truck. “Well, you and your sister can go have a look around the town. Town’s a little quiet at the moment, all other folks are attending a funeral down at the church. I suggest not disturbin’ em. I’ll have Lester head on back down the road and tow ya car in.”

Madison nodded. “Thank you…”

Sydney came stumbling into view.

“Oh Sydney, where have you-?”

Sydney, red faced, stumbled over and buried her face in Madison’s chest.

“Wha-?! Sydney?!”

“Kill me now…” Came Sydney’s muffled reply.

Madison furrowed her brows. “What…?”

Bo chuckled, getting Madison’s attention.

“Seems’ ya sister and mah’ baby brother ended up gettin’ real nice and acquainted with each other.”

Madison’s brows shot up. “What? Sydney-?!”

“It was an accideeeent…” Sydney whined, still hiding her face from view.

A fierce anger and protectiveness spurred from Gabriel’s end.

“WHAT-?!”

Gabriel’s voice screeched from the phone.

Both sisters jumped, immediately shushing him, sending panicked glances Bo’s way.

Bo rose a brow.

Madison nervously chuckled. “Ah heh… guess I didn’t end the call when I thought I did…”

She immediately shoved the phone into Sydney’s hands. “Explain, to our brother what happened young lady. You know how he gets…” she ordered, trying to play it off.

Sydney raised the phone to her ear, raising a brow. “Gabe? Since when were you concerned about my love life?”

A moment of silence passed, Sydney beginning to grin like the Cheshire Cat.

“Aww! Is my big brother Gabby being overprotective?… oh you so are! Don’t deny it, ya big softie! And no I will not drop the nickname!”

Bo chuckled in amusement at the sight.

Madison let out a sigh of relief. He seems to have bought it. Then again, what else could he have expected in this situation? What are the odds someone’s going to suspect you for hiding your conjoined twin?

Bo turned to her, giving her a smile. “Seems ya brother’s a bit overprotective.”

Madison shrugged. “Would you believe it if I told you Gabriel didn’t really like her at first?”

“Not too surprisin’ ,” Bo stuffed his hands in his pockets, “most siblings don’t like it when a new one comes along, ends up stealin’ all the attention.”

She chuckled, shaking her head. “It’s a bit more complicated with Gabe and I…”

“Oh yeah? How come?”

“Well, the two of us, Gabriel and I are…twins…it’s-…It’s… a long story…”

Bo looked particularly interested at that.

“Hey…” he shook his head, “we got time, gonna be a while fore’ Lester finishes towin’ ya car in. Wanna have a drink? I got beers in the garage.”

Madison meekly smiled. “I’m… not much of an alcohol person…”

“I got colas, too?” Bo offered without even passing judgement.

Madison blinked, smiling awkwardly . “Oh… okay then…”

The two of them headed into the gas station, Lester passing them to talk to Sydney. Apparently, Lester’s arrival caused Gabriel to go into a tirade of threats, his voice blaring from the phone as he told Lester to keep his filthy hands off of his sister, and offering very graphic descriptions of where he will put those hands if Lester does not heed said warnings.

Bo opened a small cooler in the corner, passing an ice cold cola to Madison. Honestly, with the sweltering heat, a cola had never seemed more tantalizing. Madison did inspect the bottle though, still suspicious, but didn’t find it to be tampered with in any way, the cap sealed tight and good.

Before Bo could even so much as offer a bottle opener, he gawked as Madison effortlessly opened the cap with her bare hands.

“Well damn… I was not expectin’ that…” he pulled out a drink of his own, leaning against the counter as he opened it. “ya sure got a strong arm on ya, little lady.”

“Oh yeah, it… runs in the family,” she shrugged, taking a long deep and soul refreshing gulp.

Bo watched her intently as she drank.

“That hit the spot…” she sighed, “how much do I owe you for the drink?”

“Nothing, it’s on the house. But ya can pay me with a story. Mind tellin’ me about the whole situation with your brother?”

“Uh…well…” Maddie really had to choose her words carefully.

“Syd- I mean-…Sunny, she’s not our biological sister. Gabriel and I are orphans, our mum gave us up when we were still a baby.”

Bo looked down into his drink, particularly scowling at that. “Sounds like a real piece of work your mother…” he huffed, going to take a sip.

Maddie glared at him. “It wasn’t her fault, she had no say. She was just a child.”

Bo choked on his drink.

“Are you okay?!”

“Fine-!” He coughed, clearing his throat, “s-sorry…”

Madison gave a sad smile.

“It’s okay, you didn’t know…”

She looked down at her own bottle as well. As she told the story, Madison could feel Gabriel’s presence slink in, no longer preoccupied with the others outside.

She took a deep breath, whispering. “It’s going to be okay…”

Bo tilted his head. “What’d you say?”

“Oh uh- sorry. Still um…bit of a rough topic to talk about, especially for my brother…”

“Well, he ain’t here right now ain’t he?” Bo took a swig from his drink.

‘Oh if only you knew…’

Gabriel grew smug and Madison smiled to herself.

“Let’s just say… um…the two of us-… kinda…disconnected? As kids?” That was the best way she could phrase it to Bo.

Bo furrowed his brows, looking up her from under hooded eyelids, gaze calculating.

“Why’d ya do that? Ain’t twins supposed tah’ stick together? Ride or die as they say?”

Madison shook her head. “We didn’t have a choice in the matter…”

Bo nodded, seeming satisfied with that response. “But the two’s of ya seem pretty close now, from what I’ve heard. Ya said he ain’t like the little blondie outside much? The one currently chatting’ up mah’ baby brother?”

Madison snorted. “S- Sunny’s real friendly like that. As for Gabriel um-… well-…let’s just say my new family adopted ME but not HIM.” She intentionally emphasized the words.

A wave of hurt and loneliness drifted in from Gabriel’s side. Madison found herself unconsciously reaching back to comfort him.

“I guess-… with a new family and a new sibling, Gabriel…um-… he must felt like… like I had abandoned and replaced him…”

“So, while you were livin’ every orphan’s dream, where’d ya brother go off to?” Bo asked curiously.

“Well- Gabriel’s always been around? Just-…just not- ugh…” she rubbed a hand over her face.

Gabriel’s emotions and hers became jumbled and confused during the conversation, neither knowing which feelings belonged to who.

“Sorry, it’s just a lot and-… it’s-… honestly it…it turned into quite a big fucking mess when both of us reconnected. Recently actually!”

Bo leaned in, brow raised. “What type of mess?”

Maddie smiled weakly. “Like…blood being spilled type of mess?”

Bo blinked looking down at the floor.

Madison shook her head vigorously.

“Sorry, you must think we’re a real cheery pair…”

Madison’s fingers dug underneath her hair, Gabriel nuzzling into her palm.

Bo tapped his finger on the bottle contemplating, before looking back up.

“Nah, I get it. I got into my fair shares of fights with mah’ brother. When I tell’s ya, the two’s of us could get into some real nasty fist fights. Hell, couple of times, back when’s we was teens, both of us had to be rushed to the emergency room. Our momma just screamin’ at us. Mostly at me,” he chuckled wryly.

Madison tilted her head, confused. “Who? You and Lester? Don’t get me wrong, he’s a bit… eccentric. But my sister’s got a good eye for people. And well… he seems like such a sweeyheart…”

Bo chuckled, shaking his head. “No, no, Lester’s third in our family. Talkin’ about mah’ other brother, the two’s of us…well, let’s just say; we’re closer in age. Sometimes the bastard can really get on mah’ nerves,” he sighed exasperated, “…but all the same, I can’t just leave em’.”

He twirled the almost empty bottle in his hand. “Funny thing’ ain’t it? Family. They can do the most fucked up shit and yet we’re willin’ tah’ forgive and protect cuz’ of the blood we share? Blood is thicker than water and all that shit...”

Bo finished off the last of his drink.

Madison tilted her head. “That’s incorrect.”

“What’d you say?”

“That saying? ‘Blood is thicker than water’? It’s actually a cut out piece from the full phrase, which is; ‘The blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb.’ Basically, the bonds you make through life are supposed to be stronger than the family bonds you have,” Madison smiled to herself, “although, I only partially agree with that phrase.”

Bo smiled at her.

It was small, and for a moment, it seemed like the most sincere smile he gave her since they started talking.

“Huh… well, ain’t you a well educated little lady.”

Madison felt her cheeks become warm.

Bo pushed off the counter. “So… where exactly is this Gabriel? Does he know where ya at?”

“Oh he’s… around.” Madison brought the bottle to her lips.

‘Way closer than you think…’

“What about you? Will I get to meet this mysterious second brother while I’m in town?”

Bo smirked. “Oh ya know, he’s…around.”

Madison narrowed her eyes, smiling.

Bo looked out the window, seeing Lester still chatting away with Sydney, the younger Sinclair now showing off his Bowie knife as he twirled it around.

Bo rolled his eyes, heading to the door. “I better get that lazy ass to start doin’ his job instead of wastin’ time chit chattin’.”

Madison watched him go, raising a brow. “Isn’t that exactly what we’re doing?”

Bo was halfway out the door, leaning back in, grinning. “Hey, us wastin’ time had a point to it.”

“Which was?!” Madison called after him but he was already out the door.

“Hey idiot! Quite playin’ lover boy and git’ to work!”

Madison smiled wistfully.

A radio on the shelf blared to life, Gabriel’s voice speaking through.

“Don’t tell me you actually like that asshole…”

She rolled her eyes. “No, I don’t… but he was nice to talk to…”

She did find Bo incredibly attractive but Madison didn’t think she was ready for romance, especially after everything she’d been through.

Sydney ducked into the gas station, Madison noticing how behind her Bo and Lester seemed to be having a private conversation.

“Ugh! Cockblocked by another big brother and- HEY! You’re hoarding sodas? Gimme!” Sydney exclaimed, diving forward.

Madison smirked, allowing Gabriel control.

Gabriel with deft movements, swiped the bottle out of Sydney’s reach, shoving her back.

“Cockblocked? What I did was for your own good brat,” Gabriel chuckled, voice still coming from the radio.

Sydney jumped and grabbed in futile, scowling. “Gabriel, you embarrassed me and went totally overboard with the threats!”

“I only threatened him an adequate amount…”

“You said, and I quote; ‘Put a hand on her and I will shove your teeth so far down your throat you’ll have to stick your toothbrush up your ass to clean them’! Like, what the shit?! Who even says stuff like that?”

Madison laughed, watching the two bicker with each other.

Outside, Bo and Lester finished their talk.

Lester, gave one last guilty look Sydney’s way before hopping in his truck and driving away.

Bo turned his attention back to the station, watching the girls laugh and fool around inside.

He supposed maybe he could keep the girls around for awhile, especially keep around the blondie for Lester since his brother had clearly gotten too attached to their prey. Then again, Bo had to admit he got a little attached himself.

This Emily character was entertaining, a good conversationalist and overall a real cutie.

It’ll be a shame once they kill them but the brothers couldn’t just spare every pretty face that came by.

Bo took out his phone, calling a number.

“Hey Vince, ya got company comin’ your way…”

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(One more Sinclair brother to go~)

[cades-outsider]

NSFW Alphabet: Hawk/Eli

Warnings: Mentions of smut!

NSFW Alphabet: Hawk/Eli

A= Aftercare (What he's like after sex) Hawk is pretty good with aftercare, he makes sure that you're okay. His exterior expression turns hard and tuff to caring and loving real quick, who does he think he's kidding he is a complete Teddy bear inside.

B= Body Part (His favorite body part of yours) Oh god he loves your mid waist, he loves leaving hickeys there so your parents can't see them unless your going swimming, he loves holding onto your waist when he goes down on you, he also loves gripping onto your waist while he fucks you senseless.

C= Cum (Anything to do with cum basically) He loves to cum on your chest, he loves seeing his cum cover all over your perky breasts dripping onto your sides and stomach claiming you as his. He also loves when he cums in your mouth, watching you swallow his load.

D= Dirty Secret (Hawk's dirty secret) One time when you were sleeping he woke up completely hot and bothered from a wet dream so he got up and walked over to the chair in your room and slowly jerked off to the thought of you, you actually caught him but never told him, it kinda turned you on to be honest.

E= Experience (How experienced is Hawk) He's got some experience from watching porn and his imagination, so it's not hard for him to play out all of his thoughts and desires while making you feel like you're on top of the world.

F= Favorite Position (His favorite position) He loves to fuck you while you're on your side with your leg over his shoulder staring into each others eyes, he hits your spots more deeper and it makes both of your eyes roll back.

G= Goofy (Is he goofy during sex) Yeah he likes to goof around during sex, most times when he says something that doesn't make sense while your giving him the time of his life he'll usually chuckle as will you but you'll carry on like nothing happened, then you'll laugh about it afterwards.

H= Hair (Does the carpet match the drapes) It does, but he keeps it clean and slightly trimmed.

I= Intimacy (How romantic is Hawk during the moment) Hawk can be pretty romantic when during sex most of the times on birthdays, and anniversary or something like that.

J= Jack Off (Masturbation) Hawk jacks off sometimes and when he does he'll be in the middle of jerking off and he will call you moaning and whimpering on purpose so you'll come over and help him because he knows you're a whore for when he whimpers. Cheeky bish.

K= Kink (How kinky is Hawk) Hawk can be kinky, he mostly just dicks you down really rough and fast. But he loves trying every position there is and he loves light chocking and he loves to tie your arms up if you're willing.

L= Location (Favorite places to do the do) His favorite place by far was in his closet while his cobra Kai friends were playing video games and screaming at his T.V. He doesn't know why he likes it so much, but he guessed it was because he had to watch you try to be quite when you came around him.

M= Motivation (What gets Hawk going) When you wear bikinis while at a pool party and your slowly smooth your body into the water soaking your hair, sometimes he can see your perky nipples through your top, no wonder he persuaded you to buy a white bikini top. But you in general can get this mans hot and bothered.

N= No (A turn off, something Hawk would never do) He would never hurt you or choke you to hard or do anything on purpose that would hurt you.

O= Oral (His preference in giving and receiving) Lets be honest he loves receiving, he loves watching your lips tighten around his cock and the way you suck his tip and edge him on, but he does love going down on you, he loves the way you moan when he teases you and fingers you while eating you out.

P= Pace (Is he fast and rough, slow and sensual; etc) Hawk is pretty rough with his motions, he can make love to you in slow motions but you both prefer fucking most of the times over making love.

Q= Quickie (Hawk's opinion in quickies/fast and rushed sex) He doesn't mind them, he likes to have quickies when you both absolutely cant wait until you get home or in the car so you'll have them during lunch or class breaks.

R= Risk (Does he like to take risks) Sure, he doesn't mind taking risks. He does like to fuck you in the janitors closet in school if you both cat contain yourselves.

S= Stamina (How long can he go for, and how long does he last) He can go a full 2 rounds of 1 hour, he can cum in thirty minutes tops and he can make you cum in twenty, sometimes ten. When using foreplay it takes about 4 hours for the whole thing, without it about 2 hours.

T= Toy (Does he like to use toys) Not really, his cock pretty much does the job. But you both experienced with your vibrator, lets just say you'll be using that more often.

U= Unfair (How much does he like to tease, does he tease) Hawk is a massive tease, he likes to watch you suffer and for you to be soaking wet before entering you. He will always edge you on during fingering or eating you out.

V= Volume (How loud is Hawk during the moment) Hawk has a big ego so he doesn't whimper unless you ride him or go down on him or he hits your special spot so deep in you. But he does the occasional moans your name in your ear and groaning.

W= Wild Card (Random head-con for Hawk) Hawk has a healthy obsession with your moans, it's like music to his ears hearing your whimpers and moans spill out like a sea of words.

X= X- Ray (Lets see what's going on in them pants shall we) A solid 7 inches.

Y= Yearning (How high is Hawk's sex drive) His sex drive is high but not annoyingly high to where he wants to fuck you for 8 hours straight every morning and night.

Z= Zzzzz (How fast does Hawk fall asleep afterwards) Hawk sometimes has trouble sleeping as thoughts will cloud his thoughts so you'll both stay up and eat or watch movies after cuddling for an hour.

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Here’s another!

[sushinoyuhh]

A = Attractive (What do they find attractive about the other?)

Let’s be honest, he finds your hips or thighs attractive. Mostly your hips because he likes to grab them and pull you over so he can kiss you.

B = Baby (Do they want a family? Why/Why not?)

Yes, he does want a child in the near future. He can’t promise you his parenting skills would be the best, but he swears he’ll protect you both with his life. It’s really sweet, actually.

C = Cuddle (How do they cuddle?)

He’s like a koala. He’d swing his arms and legs around your figure and could probably stay there forever. In return you’ll wrap your arms around him. He gets that goofy, loving smile and tells you how happy he is that you did that.

D = Dates (What are dates with them like?)

Get this, baking dates. A lot of the things end up a complete mess, but it’s still fun to do! Often times you’ll both get ingredients and come over either one of your houses. And then, bake pastries! They range from cakes, too cookies, to either scones. Best part is, you all make them scratch!

E = Everything (You are my ____ (e.g. my life, my world…))

You’re his universe.

F = Feelings (When did they know they were in love?)

Do you believe in love at first sight? Well hopefully you do now, cause that’s exactly what happened with Nishinoya. He took one look at you, and instantly he was in love. No doubt about it.

G = Gentle (Are they gentle? If so, how?)

He’s a little gentle. But mostly rough. He gives you a lot of bare hugs, using your shoulders to jump when excited, or simply grabbing your wrist to get your attention. He seems to only be gentle or careful when he’s cuddling you or doing a task for you. He’s hard working, so he wants little to no mistakes while doing a task for you.

H = Hands (How do they like to hold hands?)

He likes to do the traditional hand holding. When your both on dates, he’ll intertwine his fingers with yours. He says he feels, “a stronger connection”.

I = Impression (What was their first impression?)

Let’s face it you were a god/goddess in his pretty brown orbs— forget Kiyoko, he’s just all over you know.

J = Jealousy (Do they get jealous?)

Of course he gets jealous, like really jealous. He’ll often growl or bark at anyone trying to touch you without consent or steal you away from him. He’s very protective, so the moment someone looks at him that isn’t you or family members, he shoots a death glare or two.

K = Kiss (How do they kiss? Who initiated the first kiss?)

Despite being an energetic person, he definitely kisses you gently on the lips. He likes to be soft with them unless he’s kissing you all over your face because he’s being very affectionate that day. And of course he kissed you first.

L = Love (Who says ‘I love you’ first?)

He’s first for this too. If was all of a sudden too. You were just being yourself around him, and all of a sudden he went like: “I love you, Y/N..”

M = Memory (What’s their favourite memory together?)

It was while you were both baking a cake with him. Of course you got hyped while making it so flour kinda went everywhere. You looked at him with a surprised expression before going into a laughing fit. Your smile was just so pretty to him, he’d never forget that memory or your smile.

N = Nickel (Do they spoil? Do they buy the person they love everything?)

Well for one, he spoils you with affection, but also with materialistic things as well. Like little jewelry things or charms to go on your charm bracelet he’d gotten you a while back. It mostly consists of jewelry or like flowers he’s found outside in the local garden. That’s also causes him to be late to school sometimes.

O = Orange (What colour reminds them of their other half?)

White, cause you’re pure to him. Also your favorite color.

P = Pet names (What pet names do they use?)

Little monster, baby, hot stuff, or lil’ mama.

Q = Quaint (What is their favourite non-modern thing?)

He likes badminton so he asked you would you like to play it with him sometimes.

R = Rainy Day (What do they like to do on a rainy day?)

He likes to cuddle with you and watch whatever movie you like. Sometimes he purposely chooses horror movies so you’ll hold onto him if your skiddish with those kinda movies.

S = Sad (How do they cheer themselves/others up?)

He really really likes it when you play with his little hair tuff or his hair in general. He always melts in your touch like puddy whenever you play with his hair. It’s always nice to see him calm with a soft smile on his face.

T = Talking (What do they like to talk about?)

He definitely talks about you all the time. Sometimes it gets a little annoying...

U = Unencumbered (What helps them relax?)

You either saying his first name and saying calm down or playing with his hair.

V = Vaunt (What do they like to show off? What are they proud of?)

He like to show you off. He usually says “look at my amazing girlfriend/boyfriend/joyfriend!!” Or “look at how beautiful my girlfriend/boyfriend/joyfriend is..” and the occasionally “ah, they’re an angel!!”

W = Wedding (When, how, where do they propose?)

You’d both definitely have a wedding in Italy since he’s traveling the world with you. It would be really pretty too, you’d both be a gorgeous park. The park would definitely be architecturally advanced with mosaics littering its walls too. They’re would also be a lot of red and white roses surrounded while you bothe get married. And don’t think for a second he wouldn’t fly all of your friends there.

X = Xylophone (What’s their song?)

Y = Yes (Do they ever think of getting married/proposing?)

Yes, he’s been thinking about that ever since you both got together.

Z = Zebra (If they wanted a pet, what would they get?)

I don’t know but I know for a fact, he’ll get you a German Shepherd or some type of loyal/sweet guard dog.

sorry if this was sorta long, I simp for him the most so can you blame me?^^;

[derekgoffard]

If you are comfortable with it ( and ONLY if you're comfortable DO NOT do anything you DON'T want to do) but 😶 can we get nsfw alphabet for Colin maybe????? Mayhaps

(Again if you're not comfy DELETE THIS ASK no one will know 🤫)

UHAUHS Thank u for ur ask aguuhs!! This was such a nice way to word this I'm- 🥺🥺 thank u for being so nice about this ask this is honestly so sweet 🥺😭😭😭❤️❤️

ALSO Im very very un-practiced in writing nsft stuff so this is more jot notes then atcual writing lol,, ( nsft under cut , tw drugging ) Gvvyvh gghh

NSFW Alphabet:

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Hes pretty good!, if he's not too exhausted himself he'll run around his apartment grabbing blankets and pillows for his partner lol! He'd ideally love to cuddle up with them after sex and watch a movie or smth but he will do whatever they want generally lol, he probably doesn't wanna leave them alone tho- hes real clingy afterwards 😔

B = Body Part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He will tell them their hands if they ask BUT THATS A LIE LOL his favorite area of their body is probably their waist lol,,,,( if his partner has breasts it might be them too😤) his favorite part about himself is probably his hands; hes not a suppper confident guy but he likes how his hands are shaped and he loves how his fake nails give his fingers a longer look lol.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Very average, probably cums a little less then most people LOLGYD

D = Dirty Secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

HE SECRETLY WANTS TO SLIP THEM AN APHRODISIAC OR SMTH H H H HH he would never do that ESPECIALLY if he's built an atcually genuine relationship with them BUT. The idea just gets him goin vvf hhh he also probably would want to record it too, like one of those pov blowjob kinda things HHHHHH vhubbu

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

HES A VIRGIN 😭😭😭😭😭 hes had alot of practice on toys and he's watched alot of porn but with irl experience,,,he got none 😔

F = Favorite Position (this goes without saying)

Ye old doggy style and pretzel dip... He'd prefer to be on top but he's a true switch at heart,, he's also into cowgirl ( bottom ) if his partner is smaller and cowgirl (top) if his partner is bigger/has a dick/strap on

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He's not serious at all lol! He might get kinda ? Creepy tho?? As in he might go real quiet and feel them up a bit but in general he's super nervous abt it so he appreciates a partner who makes light of the whole thing! It'll make him feel better 🥺

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He trims often!, He has a tuff of hair down there but in general he's pretty well groomed, he would never have the balls to try and bleach anywhere near his dick so it's his og hair color ( brown )

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He can get pretty intimate/romantic if his partner is! For him to even have sex he would probably need a good relationship with his partner; he's been lonely for so long and for him to finally have someone who he can be romantic with makes him very emotional lol!! If he gets romantic during sex he'll go really slow and probably would want to hold their hand during it lol

J = Jack Off (masturbation headcanon)

Jacks off a moderate amount; at least once a day;....he watches alot of hentai and cosplay pornos,, he also reads alot of smut lol

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He's pretty kinky in general but his big ones are cosplay , bondage and overstimulation 😔😔😔 ideally he would like to do them all at the same time LOL. he's really into overstimulation with toys in particular 😡😔 he definitely has a thing for leaving his partner tied up the whole day on a vibrator while their in some skimpy outfit or smth hvqvyq H H😔😔 when he gets back he might wanna take a picture of them all exhausted to jerk off to later ygyvvggggg 😔😔😔😔😞😞😞

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Da bedroom..., he's pretty nervous and insecure abt this kinda stuff ( especially in the beginning) so he'd feel best somewhere secure and private; ...he's secretly got a thing for a blowjob in a public area or smth tho lol

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Colin is a simple man at heart; skimpy/sexy outfits turn him on alot, especially if it's smth he made/picked out for them 😞 showing sexual interest in him will turn him on too, aka just flirt with him LOL

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

degradation of any kind; he might be able to degrade someone if they asked for it but in no circumstances will he ever want that for himself lol,, it completely shuts him down

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

FFFFFF HAS A THING FOR FACE FUCKING LOL he would give his right arm for someone to give him oral 😭 it's a super big turn on for him and he probably fantasizes abt it alot😔 I imagine him being really into trying to give oral too; his braces will probably fuck it up alot tho 😔😔

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

His pace really depends on his mood lol; if he's feeling romantic he'll go slower and won't use any toys or anything; however 90% of the time he's gonna spend most of the duration on foreplay which gets him all riled up so when he atcually stars da fuckin he'll be pretty pent up and desperate about it😔 so on average he's going pretty fast hhh

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Likes them in concept but not in practice; he fantasizes alot about a quickie some public space like a bathroom or smth but in reality he could never do smth like that HA😔

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He doesn't take any TRUE risks, he's open to try basically anything but he won't do anything where someone could catch them in the act

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He can last for a while! He has a bit more stamina then an average person I'd say, however he crashes hard after pushing himself that far lol,,

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

HAS A LOT OF TOYS LOL, he has at least one of any toy that's on the market basically LOL😭😭, he bought them all in the cutest colors they were available in so they still fit his asthetic lol; at first he only bought a few ones for himself but owning so many made him feel really cool so he just kept going LOL

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Likes to tease alot; really into the whole bondage, vibrator torture, orgasm denial thing lol,,,hes not really into being teased himself tho😠 ( he is selfish 😠😠😠)

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He's atcually pretty quiet! He yelps a bit mabye ;

W = Wild Card (a random headcanon for the character)

He can space off sometimes during sex and will start doing weird creepy shit lol, (especially if their wearing an outfit) he might start drawing his fingers up their chest or leg or smth 🤮😔

X = X-Ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

It's a bit skinny but it's average! About 5.2in

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

He can be flustered/turned on pretty easily but with no influence his sex drive is on the higher side;

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

That depends on how far he exerted himself ; if he didint go too far he'll have a good amount of energy left, but if he really exerted himself he will be sleeping before his head hits the pillow LOL

[aheartthatslostintime-blog]

Just Get Together Already! Jughead X Reader

"I swear they go out" Veronica stated as she watched her two friends laugh together. She gazed upon Jugheads and (Y/N)'s faces as their button-like noses scrunched up as they laughed and the crinkles appeared by their eyes. You could see the clear enjoyment that they both shared and just the mere happiness of being in each others company. "It's a possibility but, you know they are just close mates...they're closest out of all of us, if you think about it" Betty spoke up as she too noticed her friends happiness and laughter that was spreading around the student lounge. "Have you ever tried asking them?" Archie who has now followed the two hormonal teenage glares the pair was giving the two young friends. "It's not that easy, Archikins" Veronica announced as she prayed her eyes away from the young couple. "Sure it is" Archie laughed. He almost kicked the wide smile and crinkled eyes that (Y/N) and Jughead had. "No it isn't Archibald" Veronica replied as she had now turned her focus back to the same couple that were leaning against the counters in the student lounge. She could see the lips of the two figures moving but yet the words were not audible, it was kind of like the two were in their one little bubble, their own little world. "Hey guys, what we talking about" Kevin interrupted and seen as the gang were too oblivious to even notice that the brown haired boy had in fact walked over and sat down. "Obviously something juicy, since you haven't even acknowledged my presence it must be good!" He beamed. "Ronnie and Betty were on about the friendship of Jughead and (Y/N)" Archie replied, skipping out the most important details and keeping it short and simple. "Oh they are so banging!" He yelled as he noticed that (Y/N) had just touched Jugs face but what he failed to realise was that, that touch was a playful slap around the face, not slap but merely a tap. - Your POV - You tapped Jughead around the face for some sarcastic comment he made about the pointless subject you were discussing. You and Jug have been friends for so long now, you basically grew up with him and watched the raven haired boy grow up and turn into a brooding, angsty teenager. "Oh, Detective Jones what's in the books for today?" You rolled your eyes as you sarcastically spoke. "Bit of sleuthing, then pops! How about you Madam (Y/L/N)?" He fired back. You see, you and Juggie have always had flirtatious banter, as well as sarcasm and being quiet oblivious to any other thing that wasn't  friendship. "Ahh, my master detective at it again, I'm gonna join you at pops if I fail at my attempt to do work...yeah looks, already, like I'm going to be there" you joked, your warm smile illuminated the room as you showed your pearl whites. "Sounds like a plan, I'll text you (Y/N/N" Jughead said but was interrupted by Kevin Keller shouting; "Oh they are so banging!" Of course. You and Jug walked on over to the teenage outlanders that were all randomly sprawled out over the mass amount of sofas that, littered a section of the student lounge. "What you guys on about?" You said as you fell back from the arm rest, placing your head on Jugheads lap that was a few inches away from where your head landed. His hands instantly found your hair as he started to untangle and play with the mass amount of (Y/H/C) hair. "Oh, just Reggie and Veronica" Kevin tried covering up the actual truth, laughing nervously as he finished his sentence. "Oh yeah?" You shifted your head up slightly to look over at an upside down Veronica that sat there bewildered and dumbfounded. "Yeah, totally girl" she too played it off, as normal. "I'm going to ask him out on a date" she lied, but you see, Veronica was good at lying, it cam naturally...so you believed her. "Alright. hey Jug, I'll see you later, I've gotta get to English early to discuss something" you looked up and stared into his eyes; Jughead just mindlessly played with your hair until, you pulled yourself up and grabbed your backpack that was on the floor near the sofa. "Alright, (Y/N/N) I'll see you later" he replied as you waltzed on over to the door and ventured out to the English class. - No ones POV - The rest of the teenage Scooby gang just gawked at what they had just witnessed between the top gushing teens. "Oh Juggie, you need to ask her out! Especially before someone else snatches her up!" Veronica beamed as she had just witnessed that special, romantic and intimate moment shared between her two pals. "Why do I have to? We are fine the way we are, so butt out!" Juggle scoffed as he fixed his beanie covered hair, fixing some of the tuffs of hair that whisked out his signature grey beanie. "Alright, chill Jug. It was a simple statement" Archie defended Veronica. "Yeah sure..." Jughead scoffed again. His eyes traveled around the room, avoiding his friends glares. He in fact did like (Y/N), very much so! It was a possible love that Jughead was feeling for the unique and mysterious girl, he had been lucky to befriend and be best friends with. Jughead most certainly did not want to ruin the whole friendship, not for selfish reasons. He was a man for evidence, he loved analysing everything but somehow he had nothing to analyse with (Y/N)... a woman of your type was an open book, a kinda of, what you see is what you get girl. "Come on Jug, just a simple date! You can so see she is head over heels for you" Betty chimed in as her face lit up, all she wanted was her two friends happiness and if that meant that they were together, well she would push! "Fine" Jughead gave in, much better than fighting the teenage gang. "Yaaay! So tonight when you are at Pops dress nicely, and remember flowers! What are (Y/N) favourite flower?" Betty beamed as she nudged a shocked and excited Veronica. "They are (Y/F/F) and you know (Y/N) won't be dressed nicely" Jughead stated matter of factly. "She always dresses nice!" Kevin joined in the conversation, while Archie sat there rolling his eyes at the thought of girl clothes, finally deciding to up and leave, heading to football practice. "I mean have you seen the off the shoulder tops she wears and her ripped jeans! Her style slays my existence" Kevin enthused. "Fine, I will admit she looks beautiful on a daily basis, but maybe today she will not put effort in" Jug tried to reason. "Of course she will! When a girl likes a guy they clean up well" Veronica stated as she picked up a can of pop (Soda) from the table that sat in front of the gang. ~~~ -Your POV- You walked down the RiverDale streets, passing numerous houses with big porches and gardens to small parks and a mass amount of different coloured cars, that were all parked along the sides of the road. The crisp autumn air chilled, sending shivers down your back as you walked. You only really acknowledged where you were when you heard the bing of your phone. Juggie

[superunnatural6667]

The Apple Pie Life (pt.12)

(DeanxReader, Sam, Cas, Bobby) WARNING: language ***= flashback … Nothing but silence... so silent you could hear a pin drop. Dean was staring at you, jaw clenched. Bobby was running his hands up and down his face, Sam still eating. "Was is something I said?" Cas asked. "I sense a lot of tension." "Go Cas." Dean said not taking his eyes off you. Without question, Cas was gone. "You too Sam." Dean commanded, throwing him Baby's keys. "Believe it or not, but I wanna see what happened next." Sam smiled. You looked over at Sam, as did Dean. He usually would listen without question. He's not the nosey type. "Sam go." You said as a tear rolled down your cheek. Sam nodded and got up, but as he turned he rolled his eyes. That caught you off guard. The only sound then, was the rumble of the impala pulling out of the driveway. "Bobby you said you'd call if something happened." Dean growled. "I took care of the problem Dean, I didn't see the point." Bobby replied. "Didn't see the point!" Dean yelled standing up. "Your telling me-" "Dean stop he was just doing what I asked!" You yelled back. "I asked him not to tell you, so if you wanna yell at me go ahead; but don't yell at Bobby." You calmly stated. You looked over at Bobby and he nodded, standing up. "I've got a car to fix." He said walking out the door. "Why?" Dean harshly said. "Because I feel broken Dean. I feel like someone just ripped out a piece of my heart." You shakily said. "You don't think I feel that way?" Dean growled. "You've got a funny way of showing it. You just left Dean. Left with Sam. Why was the Bobby the one that had to help me through this? I needed you here! I needed you to tell me everything was gonna be ok! That we were gonna get through this together, but know. After a year of being out of the life, when something tragic happens, that's when you decided to take on a case." "Excuse me for getting my brother back! For seeing family I didn't know existed! Of course I'm upset Y/N, I wanted to live the Apple Pie Life with you! But your just thinking about you-" "I was gonna kill myself Dean..." you cried. "Sweetheart-" "I'm not done. I couldn't leave you. I love you too much. We just got Sammy back. I'm suffering here, but once I'm dead I'd suffer in hell most likely." At this point Dean was crying too. Pulling you into his arms, holding onto you tight. "I should've been here sweetheart." He kissed the top of your head. "I'm not going anywhere." He cried. "I know." You replied, wiping away the tears. "I should probably call Cas, tell him that everything's fine. He said he had something to tell us." Dean nodded and let go of you. After whispering that he loved you in your ear. 'Dear Cas, get your feathery ass down here. Everything is ok.' You prayed. Just like that, Cas was standing behind Dean. "Dean, Y/N." Cas nodded. "I'm sorry for-" "Don't worry about it." You stopped him. "What did you have to tell us." "Can we go in your guys room?" Cas asked. "Castile you devil, if that's all you wanted you should've asked." You winked passing by him, heading upstairs. "I do not understand what she means." Cas told Dean. Dean rolled his eyes, patting Cas shoulder; heading upstairs. ____ "Get comfortable." Cas said. "Look dude, I don't know if it's a kinky thing but-" Dean started. "I do not know what that word means, but I've been given permission by heaven to give something back to you." "So we need to lay in bed to do this?" You laughed. "Unless you would rather lose consciousness, and hit the floor then yes." You held up your hands, showing surrender. You laid on your side of the bed, snugging up to Dean. "This shouldn't hurt." Cas said touching two fingers to your and Deans forehead. *** October 8, 1997 It was an ordinary day at Lakewood High, Colorado. It's been a year sense your dad died, you knew he would be proud of you for making it to senior year. School was never your favorite thing, but your dad wanted you to have a good life and education, so you pushed yourself to make him proud. But sometimes, you acted out. Today was the day you needed a break. Only a few times a month would you skip classes. Today was just one of them. Looking behind you to make sure nobody saw, you walked out of the school. Facing forward, you ran into someone; knocking you right onto your ass. "Son of a bitch." You groaned. "Sorry about that sweetheart." A voice said. Looking up you saw the most gorgeous green eyes staring back at you, you saw a sparkle in his eyes. This man was gorgeous. He reached out his calloused hand, helping you up. "You know you should be in class." He smiled. "I hope your not skipping." He sarcastically said. "You should be in class. I hope your not late." You smiled. "Dean." He smiled putting out his hand. "Y/N." You said shaking his hand. "Sammy why don't you go to the office, check in and tell them I'm sick or somthin." He said to the boy next to him. "Dean, dad-" Sam started. "Hey, it's all good. Anyone gives you a tuff time call me." He slapped Sam's shoulder. He nodded and headed inside. "Shall we?" He asked, putting his hand on the small of your back. You nodded, and followed him. ____ "You must be new?" You asked Dean. "Yeah, moved in about... last night." He said, making you laugh. "So that boy, was your brother? Sammy?" You asked. "Yes. But if you called him Sammy, he wouldn't be to happy." "Noted." You laughed. "I like your laugh." Dean said making you blush. After a few moments of silence you looked around, to where you were walking too; seeing that you were on a trail in the woods. "I was only gonna skip one period, I should probably get back." You said stopping. " 'Cmon just skip today. I could pretend to be your dad, say your sick." You pulled out your phone and dialed the schools number. Dean held out his hand, for you to give him the phone; but you shook your head. His eyebrows furrowed, confused at what you were doing. "Hi Ms. Welch, I came down with something and won't be able to make it into school today…ok yeah…I will thank you." You put your phone back in your pocket. "How in the hell are you able to do that." He questioned. "Well" you started, walking out of the woods and into a cemetery. "My mom died when I was born, and my... my dad died last year." You said stopping in front of two tombstone. "People kinda take pity on me... cut me some slack." 'Here lies Y/F/N Y/L/N, loving father and husband.' 'Here lies Y/M/N Y/L/N, loving mother and wife.' "I'm sorry to hear that sweetheart." Dean said, putting his hand on your arm. You instantly felt warm, it felt right for Dean to be here, with you. You smiled and kneeled down, taking your backpack off. You unzipped it and pulled out two flowers, placing one on each tombstone. "I'm sorry." You said standing up. "This isn't a good first impression." You wiped away a tear. "Hey no don't be." Dean assured, pulling you into a hug. He stroked your hair, as you gripped his jacket tighter. He smelt like leather, mint and a hint of whiskey. Comforting. "Um" you said pulling away "my house is just a block away." You said. "Alright I'll walk you home." Dean smiled. Dean went on explaining how he's not planning on staying in town long. His dad was just working a job and then they were leaving. For some reason you felt hurt. You didn't want Dean to leave. You felt...attached to him. "My uh-my mom died when I was four... a house fire." "Oh Dean I'm so sorry." You said grabbing his hand. He smirked and squeezed your hand. "What's that smirk for?" You asked. "Nothin- I just... for some reason I feel so drawn to you." He said rubbing his neck. "Well lets quiz you... favorite band?" You asked smiling. "Zeppelin." He replied with a grin. "Gosh I already love you." You smiled, it soon faded after you realized what you said. "I don't mean-" "It's ok sweetheart." Dean smiled. "You like Bob Seger?" He asked. "God yes. My favorite song is Night Moves." You told him. "Well I've gotta show you mine sometime." Dean winked at you. "In your dreams." You said pulling out your house key. "Oh you bet." He smiled. Opening up the front door you threw your bag on the couch. You then proceeded to walk into the kitchen, Dean right behind. You opened up the fridge and pulled out two beers, handing one to Dean. "My my Ms. Y/N it's only 1:30." Dean stated. "It's 5:00 somewhere." You smiled. "Out you even manage to get this?" Dean asked taking a swig. "Like I said, people take pity on me." ____ Four beers and three shots later you are more waisted then a sailor. "You know Dean." You slurred. "You have reeeeeeally pretty eyes. And a pretty face. And pretty hair. Also a pretty butt". You giggled. "Why thank you." Dean smiled. He was not drunk at all. The man could hold his alcohol. "Is his what you do everyday after school?" He laughed. "Only on the days I visit my parents grave. I just ddddrink the pain away." You stood up and started to stumble. Before you fell Dean wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you up against his chest. Your face was inches away from his. You could see all the freckles on his face. You could see how his eyes had flakes of gold. "I reeeeeally wanna kiss you." "I wanna kiss you too sweetheart, but not like this." He scooped you up bridal style, walking up the stairs. "Left or right?" He asked once he got to the top of the stairs. "Left." Dean walked into your room, reveling the most... boring room ever. "I always work, so I have nooooo time to decorate." You told him. "That's alright." He chuckled. "Get somethin to sleep in sweetheart, I'm sure once you lay down you'll pass out." You groaned and started stripping. Dean turned around, trying not to think about how you were practically getting naked in front of him. "Most guys would try and take advantage." You slurred. "But your not like most guys Dean. Your warm, and I get the feeling you'd do aaaaanything to protect the people you love." "You could say that." "Can you help me?" You asked. Dean turned around and saw that you had a giant lynyard Skynard shirt on. "With?" He asked. "Well I stiiiill have my bra on, I can't reach it." You pouted. Dean walked over and put his hands under your shirt. His fingers grazed against your back as he made his way up. His fingers found the clasp and he undid it. You stared up at his eyes, taking in every detail of his face. "Better?" He breathed out. "Much." You said sliding it off from under the shirt. His eyes were flickering from your lips to your eyes. You leaned in and pressed your lips against his. Reaching up you ran your fingers threw his hair, his hand finding the small of your back. His tongue danced across your lip, asking for access which you granted. You put your hand on the hem of his shirt when he pulled away. "Not when your like this Y/N." he whispered, putting his forehead against yours. You couldn't even form words. That. Was. Amazing. So instead you just nodded. "You should get some sleep." He said rubbing his neck. "Your probably right." You huffed. "Hopefully I'll remember everything once I wake up." You giggled. "Hopefully..." "Dean? Can you stay?" "Yeah, sure thing sweetheart." Dean said laying next to you on the bed. You put your head on his chest, his arm wrapping around you. "I really like you Dean." You mumbled, your eyes going heavy. "I really like you too." ____ When you opened your eyes you had a pounding headache, the biggest problem was that you weren't in bed alone. "Dean." You said shaking his shoulder. "Dean wake up." "Where the fire sweetheart?" Dean said in a sleepy voice. God was it sexy. "You have to get home to Sam its-" you looked over at the clock. "10:00!" "Sammy knows how to take care of himself Y/N. Also I called him." "Oh well... what happened?" You asked stretching. "Well you drank... a lot, then you told me I had a nice ass and I was pretty." "Oh god." You said placing your head in your hands. "I'm not done." He smiled. "You had me unclip your bra cause you were to drunk to manage. The gentlemen I am I helped you, which resulted in you and me making out." He chuckled. "Why are you laughing! I've never done that before I'm so sorry." You mumbled falling onto the bed. "Did I-" "Try and get in my pants? Yes." "Oh my god." You said pulling a pillow over your head. "If it helps your a great kisser." "Dean!" You said hitting his shoulder. "What? I wouldn't mind doing it again." He smirked. "Well sober me doesn't work like that." You smiled. ____ Weeks later Dean has taken you out on six dates. Nothing fancy just you and him, either at the movies or somewhere else simple. It didn't matter as long as you were with him. On the fourth date you and Dean may have stayed home all night. And man was Dean right, his Night Moves were fan freakin tastic. You were sitting on the couch one day when someone knocked on your door. Answering it, there stood Sam and Dean. "Hey guys." You'd said letting them in. You looked outside and saw a beautiful black car outside, with a man in the driver seat. You turned around with tears building up, looking at the boys. "Your leaving." "Yeah...yeah sweetheart we are." Sam walked over and hugged you. You hugged him back. Telling him that you'll see him in the future. "I'll miss you Y/N." Sam said. "I'll miss you too." You whined. Sam let go and looked at you, he smiled. "No one can make a better peanut butter, banana sandwich then you." He laughed. "Don't tell Dean." You said kissing his forehead. "I'll tell dad it'll be a minute." Sam said walking out the door. Turning and facing Dean, he strides over and kisses you, causing you to instantly melt into it. "I love you Y/N." "I love you too Dean." You cried. "I'll call everyday. Well text. I'll come see you when I can." He assured. "I know you will Dean." You smiled, cupping his cheek. He smiled and pressed his lips against yours again. ____ Dean has been gone for a month. A whole month you have gone without your boyfriend and it's killing you. But tomorrow he's coming to visit. His dads working a case in Wyoming, which means he'll come visit with Sam. Later in the day someone knocked on the door. Was it Dean?! Did he come early?! Opening up the door you saw a man you didn't know at the steps. "Y/N?" He asked. "Uh yes?" "You know Dean Winchester?" He smiled. "What's it to you?" "I'm an old pal. You can call me... yellow eyes." And just like that his eyes turned yellow. "What the fuck!" You yelled as you slammed the door. 'Gotta call Dean. Got call Dean' you thought as you ran upstairs to get your phone. A few seconds after ringing he finally picked up. "Hey sweetheart." "Dean!" "Hey, whoah what's wrong?" "Some-someone named yellow eyes is here and his-his eyes-" "Sweetheart just lock yourself in your room alright. I uh, I put a flask under your bed. If he comes upstairs splash whatever's in it on him. I'll get there as fast as I can." "O-ok." You said hanging up. You looked under your bed and saw a silver flask. You untwisted the lid and sat on your bed, knees up to your chin. You heard the floors creek, as someone was walking towards your room. You got to the side of the bed and readied, so splash the liquid in the flask on him. "Y/N" he said as he knocked on the bedroom door. "Room service." A tear rolled down your cheek. Terrified to say anything, maybe he'd just leave. Wrong. Your door bursts off the hinges, flying across your room. Yellow eyes slowly walked across your room towards you. You splashed the liquid towards him, causing him to yell and some smoke rise from him. "Well that's not very nice now is it." He said as he flicked his wrist, sending you across the room. You hit your head on the wall, the impact making you unconscious. ____ When you opened your eyes you were no longer in your room, you were in your living room; tied to a chair. "Glad your finally up." Yellow eyes said. "Wouldn't want you missing Dean-o." "Go to hell." You barely made out. "Oh, I have, didn't agree with me." "What do you want with me. Just please let me go. I'll give you anything you want." You whined. "Your really not what I want." Yellow eyes said walking into the kitchen. "What I want is Sammy." He said walking out with a knife in hand. "He'll kill you if you call him that." You spat. "Oh he can try." He smiled. "Your more like a bargaining chip. So in order for that to work... I'm gonna have to get to work." He said, slicing a deep cut in your arm. "Son of a bitch!" You yelled, gritting your teeth. "My my you've been hanging out with Dean Winchester far to long." He chuckled as he cut your cheek. "What are you anyways?" "Well sweetheart I'm a demon." He said as his eyes flashed yellow. You looked at him, confused. How are demons real. There not real. Are they? "Oh Dean-o didn't give you the talk? Well I guess I will if you insist. His mom... I killed her. Sliced her stomach and burned her on the ceiling." He smiled. "John, there father started to train them to; you know... hunt monsters." "Well Dean will be here soon, so you better get your sorry ass outta here." "I better get to work then." He said as his fist connected with the side of your head, making you black out. ____ "Wakey, wakey. It's show time." You heard as you opened your eyes. Yellow eyes was standing in front of you, big smile in his face. "One more for good measure." He said cutting from your collar bone to your chest. As you were screaming, The front door flew open, Dean running inside. "Ah Dean... howya been?" "Let her go Azazel." "See now that's not how this is gonna work. I want you to bring me Sam. And if you don't." He put the end of the knife to your stomach, causing the tears you've been holding back to fall. "You can say bye bye to Ms. Y/N. Simple as that." "That's not gonna happen." Dean growled. "And why is that? You can't kill me. So chose Dean. Who's it gonna be?" "Dean...I love you." You cried as you pushed yourself forward, causing the knife to impale you. "Well that's no fun." Azazel said, disappearing. "Y/n!" Dean yelled running towards you, untying you from the chair. "Hey sweetheart stay with me ok. Your gonna be ok." He pulled you into his lap. "You shouldn't have to chose Dean." You said limply grabbing his hand. "I meant it Dean. I-I-" "Shh shh I know. I love you too." A tear rolled down Deans cheek. "Tell Sam there's peanut butter and bananas in the kitchen." You smiled. "You can tell him yourself. Your gonna be alright." He said pushing harder on the wound. "Dean you know I'm not." You cried. "Im so sorry Y/N. I should've told you the truth." "It's not your fault. I don't regret for one second running into you at school. I love you boys." You said taking your last breath. "Y/N, open your eyes sweetheart." Dean cried. He put his head the the crook of your neck, sobbing when he saw a bright light. Looking up, there stood a man looking down at him. "Who's are you?" Dean asked. "I'm Castiel." He said bringing two fingers forward and touching your and Deans head. *** You and Dean opened your eyes at the same time, looking at each other. Confusion written all over your face. "Cas what was that?" You asked. "That a memory I was forced to take away. Anyone that new about you and Dean being a thing, had that memory wiped away. You were not suppose to die Y/N. we had no idea that Azazel would come for you. For that, we brought you back to life, forgetting about meeting Dean." "So we-we meet before?" Dean asked. "Yes." "Cool." You smiled. "Y/N there's nothing cool about that. You died." Dean said turning towards you. "I died for a good reason, and look I'm alive right now aren't I?" "Yeah but-" "But nothing Dean. We have a second chance, take it." You assured him. Dean nodded and kissed your forehead, a smile plastering your face. "So do we give Sam back the memory?" You asked. "I did already, but he seemed weird about it." "Weird how?" Dean asked. "Well when I gave it to him, he... hesitated. He was trying to think if something to say. All he said was 'cool', then he walked away." "Have you guys noticed he's been a little off?" Dean asked. "Somewhat, but he just came back from the cage Dean..." "And I don't sense he is no other but himself." Cas assured. ____ Walking out of the house with Dean, you saw Sam loading his duffel in his car. "Where are you off to?" Dean asked. "To Samuels, he says he's got a case. You comin?" The mention of Samuels named made you cringe. Something about hi made you uneasy. Something about all of the Campbell's made you uneasy. "Yeah sure just give me ten." Dean added. "Y/N?" "Um I'll just stay back with Bobby. If you need anything though just call..." "Sweetheart-" "Dean, I'm fine. Seriously. Just go." ... A/N: this one is kinda long. Idk. I am kinda going out of order on how things actually happen in the seasons. Does that make sense? Let me know if you wanna be tagged! @moose-and-sqruille-lover