#and how sam was the only one who was still nice to lauren :(

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Apparently i’m still not over Sam’s death seeing as i cried for another half hour about it

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Cosmic Phantoms

What do you get if you put a sassy Half-Ghost, a bubbly Magical Ghostly Girl, a strongwilled Goth and a skirt-chasing Tech-Nerd together?

Well, the greatest Ghost Hunting Team on Earth!

Join Danny, Julia, Sam and Tucker on their crazy adventures.

Puberty is a joke against the forces they are up to!

Bitter Reunions

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Julia and her Papa watched, half-amused and half-worried, as her dad argued with his mother, Julia's grandmother.

"Ma, you can’t be serious," Dad said for what felt like the thousandth time. "You want to go to that college reunion just to send fear into the hearts of your old students?!"

"I was invited, Oliver," Grandmother reminded him.

"Yes, I know, by your favourite student, the multimillionaire Vlad Masters! But you have to think of your health."

Lauren scoffed and crossed her arms. "My boy, the treatment is going well, and the doctors said I can travel. What more do you want?"

"That you take it seriously. Cancer is not something to take lightly!", he shot back.

"Alright, alright," intervened Papa, trying to mediate between the arguing mother and son. "We’re all tired and stressed. Let's discuss this tomorrow, alright?"

"Karl, my dear, you are my favourite son-in-law, but—"

"I’m your only son-in-law, Lauren," he replied.

"As I was saying… I don’t need your or my stubborn son’s permission to travel to Wisconsin. I WILL go, and that’s final!"

Karl and Oliver exchanged glances and sighed.

"You really would travel alone?" asked Oliver.

"You know your mother, Oliver," was her response.

Irritated, Oliver raised his arms in the air. "Alright, alright, then go! Sorry for worrying about you and not wanting you to die!"

With that, the blond-haired man stormed off to his bedroom, followed closely by his red-haired husband, who went to calm him down.

Lauren shook her head and sat down beside Julia on the couch.

The girl seized the moment to cuddle up to her grandmother.

"Grandma… the trip won’t kill you, right?", she asked, worry evident in her voice.

"Oh, my little sweet tomato, don’t worry," Grandmother cooed as she hugged her back. "I wouldn’t risk my life. I still want to see you get married one day. I will win against cancer."

Still unsure, Julia hugged her grandmother tighter, inhaling the sweet scent of apple blossom and cinnamon.

Grandmother hummed softly. "Why don’t you come with me? Would that make you feel better?"

"Really? I can come?", Julia asked, her eyes wide with excitement.

"I need a plus-one, and who better than my favourite granddaughter!"

"But I’m your only granddaughter, Grandma."

"Hush, my little tomato," she replied with a playful smile.

This made both of them chuckle.

(*)

Eventually, Julia's dads allowed her to accompany her Grandma to the college reunion.

Julia sensed they believed that with her by her grandmother’s side, the elderly lady wouldn’t overstrain herself.

Well, she hoped so too.

They took a plane to Wisconsin and arrived punctually at the castle of Vlad Masters.

"How wealthy is your former pupil?", Julia asked her Grandma, marvelling as the taxi drove them to the castle entrance.

"Very wealthy; if I’m not mistaken, he’s the richest man in the world," her grandmother replied.

As the taxi stopped, the grand door opened, and a man in his 40s with grey hair pulled back in a ponytail and a tailored suit stepped out.

"Ah, Professor Evans! It’s a great joy to see you again," he greeted warmly. He descended the stairs and helped them with their two suitcases.

"Masters, ever the gentleman. Good to see you well, boy," Grandma replied, returning the greeting.

"Thank you, Professor. And this beautiful young lady must be your granddaughter, right?". he said, looking at Julia.

Julia smiled back, extending her hand. "It's nice to meet you, Mr. Masters. I’m Julia."

"What a lovely name! Please, let me handle your suitcases. My wife is waiting for you inside," he said graciously.

They thanked him and entered the castle.

In the entrance hall, a beautiful blonde woman awaited them.

It was clear she came from wealth; her hair was perfectly styled in a chignon, and she wore pearl earrings and a matching necklace.

Her purple long-sleeved cashmere pullover hugged her curves, accentuated by a black leather belt at her waist and a knee-length dark purple skirt with black pumps.

"Professor Lauren Evans and Julia, right?" she said with a friendly smile, shaking their hands. "I’m Adeline Axion-Masters, Vlad's wife and business partner. It’s nice to meet you."

They responded in kind as Vlad returned with the suitcases.

"Darling.," he addressed his wife, "Why don’t you escort our guests to the saloon for some tea and scones?"

"Splendid idea, darling. Please, follow me!"

Julia soon found herself sipping tea and eating scones while listening to her Grandma discuss rather dull business matters with Mrs. Masters.

It didn’t get any more exciting when Mr. Masters joined them.

How Julia wished Danny, Sam, and Tucker were there with her.

How was she going to survive this boring weekend without them?

At least the food was good—one point in its favour.

The college reunion would take place tomorrow; she hoped she could make it through the long evening before boredom completely overwhelmed her.

It was then that they heard the castle doorbell ring.

Mr. Masters got up with a smile.

"Ah, this must be our other guests," he explained to Julia and her grandmother. "Professor Evans, you surely remember Madeline Williams and Jack Fenton?"

"Fenton?", Julia mumbled, a sudden realization hitting her. Could it be...?

Meanwhile, her grandmother wore a wicked smirk. "Ah, Madeline, smart girl, and of course, Fenton. I wonder if the boy is still scared of me," she chuckled.

Vlad joined in her laughter.

"Would you like to greet them with me, Professor?", Mr. Masters asked.

"Oh, I certainly will!"

Mrs. Masters also stood up. "I'm excited to meet your old friends, darling. We should all go."

Julia followed the adults, and Mr. Masters opened the door to reveal… Mrs. Fenton, Danny, and Jazz?!

"Danny, Jazz, Mrs. Fenton, hi!" Julia exclaimed as she rushed over and hugged Danny.

Surprised, he hugged his friend back.

"Julie, what are you doing here?!", he asked.

His question was answered by his mother and an old, pretty lady.

"Professor Evans!", gasped Maddie, embracing her old professor. "How wonderful to see you! It’s been so long."

"Madeline Williams, the years have been kind to you. Now tell me, why is my granddaughter hugging your children, I assume?"

That’s when Maddie noticed Julia, who was now hugging Jazz.

"Oh, Julia! You are Professor Evans' granddaughter?"

"Wait a second—THE Professor Evans, the one my dad is so scared of, is Julia's grandmother?", Jazz deduced correctly.

"Oh, so you must be the Danny my tomato likes to talk about!", Professor Evans said to Danny.

"Grandma!" Julia hissed in embarrassment, her cheeks turning red.

Not only was it awkward that her grandma used her pet name, but Danny shouldn’t know how much she liked to talk about him.

She might have a tiny, tiny crush on him, okay?

Danny blushed and blinked at Julia.

"You talk about me?"., he asked, his eyes wide.

"Like you don’t wax poetry about Julia’s pretty red hair," Jazz sassed back, grinning.

Now Julia turned to Danny, surprised. "You like my hair?"

Both of them were red as tomatoes, shyly looking away from each other. Maddie laughed softly, enjoying their embarrassment.

They were so cute!

“How small the world is! So, you live in Amity Park like us, Professor Evans?”, Maddie asked.

“Yes, with my son, his husband, and their daughter—Julia here. But I can guess why we didn’t meet earlier; I have cancer and was mostly in the hospital,” she replied.

“Oh, I am so sorry to hear that, Professor.”, Maddie said sympathetically.

“Don’t worry about me, Maddie. I’m on the mend, or I wouldn't be here,” she reassured her.

At that moment, Vlad and Adeline joined them.

“Maddie, this is my wife, Adeline. Adeline, this is Maddie, my old friend,” Vlad introduced them.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Maddie,” said Adeline, shaking her hand. “I’ve heard so much about you from Vlad.”

“It’s nice to meet you too, Adeline,” Maddie replied, smiling.

Meanwhile, Jazz looked around the castle entrance and frowned.

"What's with the green and gold? You're billionaires! Surely you could afford an interior designer."

Thankful for his sister's question, Danny answered: "Jazz, hello? Football helmets, jerseys, cheeseheads? One of them is a Packers fanatic."

Vlad wraps an arm around Adeline's waist and raises a hand.

"Oh, "fanatic" is such a negative word. But, yes. And I am lucky my wife accepts this side of me."

Adeline just smiles.

"I don't understand. You have billions of dollars! Instead of buying this stuff, why don't you just buy the team?", wonders Jazz.

"Because the Packers are owned by the city of Green Bay and they won't sell them to me!", shouts Vlad irritated and let's go off Adeline.

All besides his wife, she must have heard this already often enough, looked surprised at him.

Seeing the looks Vlad regains cool and looks at Maddie next to him.

"One of two things my wealth has not as of yet...been able to acquire."

Maddie smiles innocently at him, while the others have different reactions.

"Is he hitting on Mom?", whisper-shouts Danny.

"Before his wife?", adds Julia.

"Mmh, I see that crush is still going strong.", nods Julia's Grandma wise.

"As long as he's got working toilets, and Mom says no, who cares?", states Jazz simply and walks away to look around.

Adeline coughs and Vlad stops to look at Maddie.

As if he didn't do anything wrong he rejoins his wife's side.

"I'd better let Jack in.", says Maddie into the round and walks up to the castle door.

"Grandma, has Mr Masters really a crush on Mrs Fenton?", whisper Julia to her.

"Oh indeed, but Maddie had only eyes for Jack, but that he has the nerve to try to flirt with her while he is married, is incredible. I wonder if he and his wife have that sort of agreement going on where they can see other people.", mussed Lauren.

"Oh my god, really?", gasped Julia. "That's like a soap opera!"

While Grandmother and Granddaughter discuss quietly the strange Masters couple Danny sees an autographed football.

"Whoa, cool!"

"Indeed.", agrees Vlad and hugs the football to his face. "This ball was autographed by the legendary Ray Nitschke himself. It's my prized possession."

"Heads up, V-Man!", is suddenly heard the shout of Jack Fenton. He barges in tackles Vlad to the ground and grabs the football. "Ha! I see you've still got the old moves."

The heavys-set man stands up, like an irritated Vlad.

"Give me that!", he shouts and takes the football from Jack to place it back on its pedestal. "I never had any old moves! All those years in the hospital robbed me of that!"

The Fenton family and the Evans Heinrich look at Vlad silently, surprised and worried over his outburst.

Adeline goes to her husband and lays a hand on his shoulder, which calms him down.

"Yes. Well, it gave me time to chart out a course for my life, didn't it? Made some decisions that helped to make me very wealthy, very quickly. And it never would have happened without you, Jack."

"Uh, yeah...maybe we should go.", finds Maddie feeling uncomfortable.

"No, no, you should stay with us!", disagrees Vlad and wrap an arm around Jack's shoulders. "That's the whole reason I'm throwing the reunion here in my castle - previously home to the legendary Wisconsin Dairy King. Just so I could...reconnect with you, Jack. I insist you stay."

"Well, I don't know. We do have a really cool RV.", says Jack.

Jazz fakes a cough: "Let's stay here!"

"Smooth.", sasses Danny, sliding a hand through the air.

"You know, Jack, the Dairy King's ghost could haunt these very halls...", sing-songs Vlad.

"I'll get the bags!"

As Jack makes his way to run back outside he sees finally Profesor Evans.

He goes so white in the face, that you could think he is a ghost.

"Professor Evans! You are here too?", he stutters scared.

"Hello Fenton, I'm still waiting on your final paper.", says Julia's Grandmother smoothly with crossed arms.

"I-I-I will have it ready on Monday, I promise!"

"Mmh, mmh, of course you will."

Smiling arkwark Jack sprints outside.

"Grandma what did you do to poor Mr Fenton?", asks Julia quietly.

"Not my fault the boy could never deliver in my course, I just made it clear that I don't accept failure."

The rest of the day and evening goes well.

Well, Mr Fenton still is scared of Julia's grandmother, but the Masters are perfect hosts, especially Adeline, so the strange happenings as they meet are forgotten.

So Julia is more than annoyed when she wakes up because her necklace burns.

"I can never catch a break!", she mutters, before she transforms into Julie Cosmos.

Cosmos finds Phantom treating some ghost vultures, who fly away in fright.

"Okay. That was almost too easy.", states Phantom.

"I will say.", Cosmos flies up to him and lays a hand on his shoulder. "Are these the ghosts you told us were after your dad?"

"Yes, but why did they fly away so suddenly?"

That's when Cosmos feels a shiver going down her spine, she turns around and stares at the darkness of the corridor they are in.

"Phantom...something is wrong...", she warns him.

He follows her example and looks into the darkness.

They hear two ominous chuckles.

"May, what a smart girl.", purrs a woman.

The strangers fly out of the darkness.

Phantom looks unimpressed at the white-clad man in a cape with sharp teeth and red eyes.

Just another ghost.

Same with the female beside him, she may have pink skin, eyes, and hair and also horns, bat wings and a tail, clothed in black leather, but they were just ghosts.

"Oh, whatever. I was aiming for the birds, but you'll do.", says Phantom confident.

The adult ghosts raise their eyebrows in amusement.

"No! Danny wait!", screams Cosmos.

Other than him she can literally feel how powerful these two are. Especially the woman.

It's too late Phantom attacks the male ghost with a powerful punch only to get stopped by his fist in midair.

Phantom is surprised, and the male adult ghost flings him hard against a wall.

Painful he slides down the wall and lands on a table, grabbing his head dizzily.

"Danny!", shouts Cosmos and wants to help him, but the female adult ghost stops her by gripping her by her black ponytail and swings her away.

Cosmos goes flying through several rooms but manages to get intangible, till the female adult ghost goes up behind her and smacks her on the ground.

Crying in pain Cosmos rolls herself into a ball.

"So that is all what the Wearer of Nyx Necklace can do?", laughs the adult female. "You are a disgrace Julie Cosmos."

"You know my name?", whines Cosmos painfully.

"Of course I do, I and my partner know what you and your partner Danny Phantom are doing. The two ghosts, who use their powers for good. How adorable!"

"You..you are not a normal ghost...", states Cosmos slowly sitting up. "You are more...that unnatural darkness was you!"

"Indeed I am, you are at least smart.", giggles the woman and holds up a golden Mirror. "Thanks to this I can turn into a succubus!"

Fearful Cosmos gasped.

"A-A-A succubus... you are a demon?!"

"Correct again, not that it will help you much!"

With an evil smirk, the Succubus attacks Cosmos so brutally and hard that in the end she faints and transforms back.

This makes the Succubus stop.

"The ghost girl is little Julia."

Black Mist encircles the Succubus and returns her to her human form.

Adeline Axion-Masters!

"How very interesting..."

The blond picks Julia up and walks her back to her room.

She makes sure she is tucked in before Adeline turns to exit the room.

"No stop!", screams Julia at the moment and sits shocked up in her bed. What the? How did she end up here?

"Are you alright, Julia?", ask Mrs Masters worried.

"Oh Mrs Masters I am sorry if I woke you up...I must have had a bad dream."

"It's alright, Little One, sleep now."

Julia nods and falls back on the bed, while Adeline steps out of the room.

The blond-haired woman has to tell her husband her findings.

(*)

The next evening Danny and Julia are dressed in their prom clothes, since these are the best clothes they own, and follow their guardians around the College Reunion Party.

Julia is amused at how many of these adults are still scared of her grandmother.

Later that evening she finds Danny sitting bored out of his mind sitting at one of the tables.

"What's up, Danny?", she asks.

"Besides Dad making a fool of himself, nothing.", he replies and points at Mr Fenton who wildly pogos around.

"Yikes, at least Grandma only scares with her presence her former students."

"Lucky you."

"Oh come on Danny!", says Julia and grabs him by the arm. "Let's have some fun and dance too!"

"I'm not dancing to Pogo!"

Right on time a slow dance song plays, which makes Julia smile at Danny.

"See, the universe wants you to dance with me."

Okay, this makes him laugh.

Both find a quiet corner and sway to the beat.

"Aren't you gonna ask me if my pants will fall off?", jokes Danny in remembrance of their school dance.

Julia laughs brilliantly, which makes Danny blush.

She is so pretty when she laughs.

"Why? I'm too hot for you to handle?", Julia actually flirts and winks at him.

Both blush now and grin like idiots at each other.

Sadly the magic of the moment passes as Mr Masters walks up to them.

"Oh children, there you are. Could you do me a huge favour?"

"Sure Mr Masters.", answer Danny for them, while Julia nods.

They feel sad that their moment ended yet at the same time glad. They were too close to a border which friends normally don't pass and neither knew if they were ready to pass it.

"Could you go to my lab, second door on the right upstairs? There's a presents in there for your father and your grandmother that I'd like you two to bring down.", explains Mr Masters.

Of course, they can and make their way there, never seeing how Vlad smiles evilly.

In the lab arrived they looked around.

"Presents? I don't see presents.", grumbles Julia, as Danny makes a discovery that shooks him.

"Julia, look!"

Hearing the urgency in her friend's voice she joins him and looks down at the framed picture in his hands. It's clearly Mr Masters, Mrs Fenton and the face of Mr Fenton ripped off from their college days.

"What the?", wonders Julia, but can't ask more.

Both their Ghost Sense go off and they transform into Phantom and Cosmos.

The ghosts that grip each of them are the ectopuses!

"Hey, let go!", shout the Halfa's and kick each a ectopuses away.

"Those ghosts... They were two of the first ghosts we fought!", speaks Phantom out what also Cosmos thinks.

"And they're not alone, puppies."

Before they can react nets entrap them and shock them through it.

Then, the one responsible for the attack steps out of the shadows to reveal himself.

"Skulker?!"

The Halfa's break free from their nets and dopple-kick Skulker into some large tank-like units.

"How did you get back in your ecto-skeleton?", asks Phantom.

"And what are you doing here?", adds Cosmos.

"All excellent questions. Catch!"

Skulker rolls out two small black cubes towards Phantom and Cosmos which grows and traps them inside a large glowing box.

"Huh? Hey! I can't phase out of this. It's disrupting my powers!", shouts Phantom.

"Same with me!", tells him Cosmos.

"And that's not all they do.", grins Skulker.

He presses a button on his wrist and the boxes shock the teenagers, causing them to scream in pain and transform back into their human selves.

In a daze, Julia's head lols sideways, while Danny falls forward on the box, but Skulker picks it back up and holds out a glowing green blade from his wrist to the boy's neck.

"Uh, the glowing blade is new.", chuckles Danny nervous.

Julia wonders how he can make jokes right now, she feels too sick to do anything.

"You like it? I've had some upgrades!", tells Skulker casually before he laughs evilly. "Now..."

"Enough!", commands out of nowhere Mr Masters and steps with his wife into the lab. "I didn't free you to kill the boy, Skulker! Your work is done."

Skulker and Danny share a confused look, while Julia blinks before Skulker retracts the blade.

"Yes, well, I...", Skulker's PDA beeps and he reads aloud. "I've gotta go to the library and check out a book on a gorilla. Again!"

His jetpack activates and he flies up, phasing through the ceiling. 

"Skulker? The ectopuses? I don't understand!", shouts Danny.

"What's going on here?!", demands Julia to know.

"Of course not. You're both, what, fourteen?", says Mr Masters walking around their two boxes, while Mrs Masters looks at them with cold blue eyes. "Too young to drive and not in college yet? I sent those ghosts, and others, to test your father's skills. Imagine my surprise when I find you, the second ghost hybrid his foolishness created and another like Adeline with an Item of the Ancients!"

"Second?"

"Another?"

The adult couple transform into the male ghost and Succubus from the night before!

"You! I'm going ghost!/Star, transform me!", cry the teens out their transform phrase, but nothing happens.

Not at the second time.

Neither at the third.

"Why can't we transform?", they choruse together.

Succubus laughs.

"Cute they have a battle cry, Plasmius."

Laughing Plasmius tells them how the boxes are spectral energy neutralizers and as long as they are in them, they are as human as stupid Jack Fenton.

Danny demands that they let them go, however the adult laughs.

Plasmius tells Danny he had his powers for twenty years, he could teach him, and he only needed to renounce his father.

Succubus holds her Mirror up and formally purrs: "Join us too Julia. I can teach you so much about your Necklace and what powers lay in it. You only have to renounce your family, they will only keep you away from your real potential."

Julia and Danny just deadpan at them.

"Dude, you are one seriously crazed-up fruit loop. That is never going to happen."

"Lady, you are just as crazy, I agree with Danny never will we join you."

Plasmius and Succubus take their no's lightly sure that they can sway them to their side once, their families are out of the way.

Together the married evil couple teleports away.

Our young heroes try to get out of the boxes, but it's no use.

They are imprisoned!

That's when the ghost of Dairy King floats down to them.

Danny first thinks he wants to harm them, however, the Dairy King frees them and explains that some ghosts are good and just want to live happily afterlife.

Our young heroes don't waste time and transform.

Phantom and Cosmos reach the party, which has transformed into a battle zone.

In the end, they can make a truce with Plasmius and Succubus, since they are too strong for them currently.

Phantom with Cosmos' support threatens to expose them all if they don't play along with them and what would his mother think of Plasmius if she knew he was an evil ghost?

It shows that in their partnership Plasmius is the leader since Succubus follows his lead and they dramatically state that Jack Fenton defeated them before they vanish in smoke.

But not without whispering to Phantom and COsmos that this wasn't over.

Yeah, both teens had this feeling too.

The Fenton are so nice to drive Julia and her grandmother with them back to Amity Park.

Good thing the Fenton Ghost RV was so big.

And for now, all is well again for them.

Just one thing.

When Julia arrives home, she tips into her computer anything about a mirror which turns someone into a succubus.

And then also Items of the Ancients.

For now, nothing came up, but she felt she was getting closer to the truth of her necklace.

One thing was sure: her necklace and Adeline Mirror weren't the only ones!

(*)

Go to my Deviantart to see Adeline Masters/Adel Succubus in all her glory.

The last part was rushed but I wanted this chapter done, so here you go.

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After the Jesse question, out of the glee club characters who is close with Klaine years later in your opinion? Do you think the group is quite close as a glee club, or there are people they talk to only every few months? Do you think there are any characters they don't talk to unless they see each other in person at reunions?

Since it's a fictional world - you can really pull things in any direction you like. We do see, five years down the line, that at Rachel's Tony Party is Kurt, Blaine, Mercedes, Artie, Tina (and Kitty and Roderick I think are there?). Blaine also mentions that they see Brittany and Santana in Dreams Come True, too.

But I mean - it depends on what happens with everyone, and where they go in life.

No, I don't think the entire glee club stays as close to one another as they did in high school. But that doesn't mean they don't talk to each other or try to catch up. Thinking about my own life - there are only two-ish people I still talk to from high school. But, if I came across someone I used to know, I'd probably still be pretty friendly with them, because I had a pretty good relationship with most people during high school. I do, also, have a teacher of mine whom I'm regularly see - but she's also friends with my parents. I do know the people in town who stayed in town see each other way more regularly. And that there are a few groups of people, as I can tell from things like Facebook, that have stayed close even twenty years later (because yes, I'm that old).

But let's take a quick break down...

Rachel (and Jesse) - I feel like it depends on how famous she comes. I can see she and Kurt doing regular lunches while she's in New York, and Blaine will end up doing some professional work with her. But their lives get busy, and she doesn't see them as much as when they were in their early twenties. She's always a solid contact, though.

Mercedes - I think Mercedes is on the other side of the country, so they probably don't see her all that much. But I think every few years or so, they make it a point to get together. Plus, there's social media and text chains they all remain a part of.

Tina - I think she and Blaine keep in touch, I don't necessarily see her being close with Kurt, and Kurt kind of thinks as her as one of Blaine's friends. I also think Tina's one of those people who ends up moving to Europe or something, and they only see her when reunions come around.

Artie - Kind of depends on whether he and Tina stay together or not. I think Blaine keeps him as a contact professionally, and there's a text chain with him in it kind of thing. But I don't see either Kurt or Blaine being all that close with him, either.

Sam - Blaine always makes a point of seeing Sam when he returns to Ohio, and they message each other a lot, but their lives end up being very different, so there are times when they don't hear from each other. The nice thing, though, is that whenever they do get together, it's like they pick up right where they left off.

Brittany and Santana - The two of them are always picking up and going to other places. I don't necessarily think that Kurt and Blaine keep tabs on them, but they will show up (especially around anniversary time) and go on some kind of wacky adventure. I think there's a general respect among the four of them, and they all keep in touch more often than one might think.

Quinn and Puck - Lumping them together, not because I think they remain a couple (I kind of don't think they would?) but because I think neither Kurt or Blaine really keeps in touch with either of them in a post-high school world.

Mike - Poor Mike. I think Blaine makes it a point to stay in touch via social media, but I think he's the one that kind of goes off and does his own thing -- and is probably closer to the people he met in college over the people he knew in high school. He still remains friendly with everyone though.

Lauren, Rory, Sugar, Joe, The Newbies, The New Newbies - You know what's kind of funny. I think there's a better chance that they both keep in touch with Karofsky more than anyone in this group.

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Week 8: April 3rd – April 9th, 2023 // Let the solo travels begin!

Well folks, the adventures have truly and officially begun this week!  I’ve left the comfort of Hobart and the Fitzy Castle House, and am now traveling the mainland with just myself and Peg.  I’d like to start by saying whoever else has been lead to believe that Australia is always hot and sunny, I’ve got sad news for you.  I figured my timing to more or less “chase the colder weather” because I was worried of how I’d handle the Australian heat would still be giving me at least consistent sunny 15+˚C… It has not lol it’s been pretty comparable to Vancouver seasons thus far – both in Tassie and now along the south coast.  No, I shouldn’t be this surprised; geographically it all makes sense when you actually think about it… it’s just been a rude awakening knowing packing the toque was actually a smart idea and not a waste of space lol.  

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Monday was such a benchmark day for me – I officially completed my first ever van build!  The fact that we designed, bought material, took everything out, and built the whole thing from scratch in just 5 days (realistically only have like 4-6hours at a time) is pretty fucking amazing to me.  I was just adding up the days as I thought we had done 6 or 7… I’m so impressed with how well we worked together after having never met before and SO grateful to Rhys for giving me so much of his spare time (all in the middle of moving houses too I might add).  An absolute legend!  There were a couple minor things we would’ve like to get done that we just unfortunately ran out of time for – but the overall build of the main components we wanted were completed and it looks so freaking good. Like I could not be happier with it.  And after this first week living out of it and having it organized, I feel like I can really live and breathe in this space.  It’s so nicely laid out and organized, I can’t wait to put together a proper video for you all!  After a thank you dinner for Rhys, I couldn’t get to sleep till quite late as I was FAR too excited about the van and figuring out how I wanted to organize it all.

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Tuesday was an emotional day for me as it was time to officially move into my new home, while getting ready to say goodbye to what has been my home for the past 7 weeks.  I got an early start and spent the day putting up my lights, organizing all my gear, cleaning. The afternoon I spent sorting out some electrical stuff (big shout-out and thanks to Ethan and Lauren for your help), writing notes and getting flowers for the house + the couple who let us use their space for renovating the van.  Managed to get in one last climb late night climb with Sam+Annie before giving the house my little thank you gift.  Was really nice to have everyone home for the night, with Alissa having been gone most of the time I’ve been here.

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Wednesday was a pretty successful and eventful day! Early start to cut my own hair, pack the last of my stuff from the house, say my goodbyes to the housemates, grab coffee w/Sam+Sammy, get some new runners to get back into running/working out while on the road (shout out to Sam for the discount!), and finally dropped off the flowers and note to Sean+Megs as a thank you for allowing Rhys and I to use their home for the van build.  Not gonna lie, I got real sappy this week…  I find I often express myself best through my writing, and was feeling a lot of gratitude for a lot of people this week.  I had many complete strangers go out of their way to help me out in some really big ways during my time here, and I can’t help but think about how different my first 2 months would’ve been had I not met Alissa back in Canada last October.

The afternoon was spent on a beautiful 4-hour drive to Devonport, where I found a nice little spot just down the road from the ferry to park for the night.  Was feeling pretty exhausted from the past week, so after organizing some food for the ferry, and blowing out my inverter trying to use my induction stove top (whoops)…I ended on an early night with some reading.

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Ferry day was actually such a dream.  I hadn’t realized how run down I’ve been getting, so the forced RNR was very much needed.  Thanks to Sean’s advice, I went straight to deck 10 and snagged one of the only 4 couches on the ferry and set up camp.  They were surprisingly super comfortable and perfect length for me to fully stretch out and take many naps lol. Bringing a blanket, I think was my best idea.  There wasn’t much for service most of the ride, so my time was divided between napping, people watching, snacking and reading.  The 10hours flew by pretty quickly, and next thing I knew, I was looking for a place to park for the night!  Ended up in a parking lot that I didn’t realized locked at night, so had a cop knocking on my window at 23:30 telling me to park out on the street next to the park… finding free spots is going to be a bit of a learning curve I imagine haha.

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Friday I got to experience my first Laundromat, and I gotta say, I picked a good one to start with… super clean and newer machines.  Got all my clothing and bedding washed which felt SO nice to crawl into that night.  I was back n forth a bunch between whether I begin the road trip west, or back track to Melbourne… I decided that my body still needed some rnr time, so I found myself a beach/cliff spot 20min south of Devonport, called Point Addis, and set up camp for the rest of the day to read and relax.  I managed to finish another book which I realized has brought me to 8 completed books since I left Canada!  I ended up with a beautiful break in the clouds and found my way down towards the beach.  

One of my favourite things I’ve been consciously trying to practice has been “grounding,” which is the simple practice of walking on the earth barefoot.  There’s a lot of benefits to grounding, but my favourites have been noticing the toughness in my feet build up, as well as my attentiveness to where I step.  The increased attentiveness has me focusing more on my body and the present moment, and reducing the amount of random mental chatter and wandering I have when on walks.  It’s been a really useful tool for practicing more mindfulness and meditation.  It also reminds me of all the time I spent barefoot as a kid, playing in the backyard, climbing trees, wandering the neighbourhood – it has a way of connecting you back to your inner child.  I highly recommend reading up on it some more and practicing it yourself!

After today, I decided that spending time in downtown Melbourne is not what I’m wanting right now, and with my route I have planned for this year, I know I’ll have plenty of other opportunities to visit and explore the city another time.  

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So with that, I made the most of Saturday by practicing some yoga on the boardwalk at sunrise, getting some errands in by running to Bunnings and Jaycar (hopefully for the last time finally) to fix my kitchen set up and replace my inverter.  The guys at Jaycar were absolute GEMS! I went in with my inverter thinking I had completely ruined it and was just going to recycle it with them, but the guy at the counter took the opportunity to forfeit a bigger sale and help me open up the inverter and make just a $2 fix!  They also came out to help check on the battery and connections and ended up fixing a piece to make it work even better!  Jaycar has probably been my favourite Aussie store to work with – every location I’ve been to, the employees have gone above and beyond helping me, while making it as affordable as possible.  Can’t recommend them enough for any electronic needs.  Made some grocery shop stops in town, visited another zero waste grocery store ‘The Source.’  Then made my way to Industry Boulders for an afternoon climb! Really loved this gym.  They had some really fun routes and felt really good to focus just on bouldering.  

Made a little impromptu stop at a beautiful art gallery/nursery just off the Great Ocean Highway, and had a really lovely conversation with the resident artist there about how it’s important to remind ourselves that our creations aren’t for everyone.  Create for yourself – the people who resonate with you and connect with your work will follow.  Forcing yourself to fit a mould that wasn’t meant for you, will only disrupt your inner peace and disconnect you from the work you truly wish/are made to be doing.  (artist IG: @saltandpeppergallery).

I ended up heading back to Point Addis for the night since I finished in town a bit later and knew that I wouldn’t have people asking me to move… hopefully.

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Sunday was a pretty blah day for me.  Woke up a bit later not feeling too great (think I’m on the verge of a cold), so I went in and out of napping and reading for most of the day.  Managed to get myself out for a little walk and make a really tasty pasta dish, but decided to continue taking it easy and spend one more night at Point Addis before hitting the road and taking on the Great Ocean Road this next coming week!

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After finishing “The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo,” I’ve begun “The Mountain is You” and oh boy am I being faced with some hard doses of reality.  It’s been a humbling read that I’m excited to share some bits n pieces with you all in the next week.

Until next time.

Stay passionate and curious, Hunter♡

04/10/2023

[lauren-e-s-art]

Paintings from my AP art class in high school (around 5 years ago, isn't that crazy?). This is from my main series, something about painting my friends in the colors I think represent them, I'm not entirely sure what the concept was there.

The first is my friend Ansley, my first of the batch. I didn't hear from her for 4 years after we graduated, but she's in the US somewhere.

Second is my best friend Sam, I drew a line across his nose and eyes with a marker because I hated doing faces and I didn't like how it looked. People were NOT happy with that line. Sam just paid me a surprise visit for a week in Kenya so it was great to see him again. He's the only person here I've completely kept up with after graduation.

Third is my friends Kate, Kristy, and Yeji. It's fine, Yeji (far right) looks like she worked out the best. Kate is in Australia training to be a nurse, Kristy is in school to be a lawyer in Kenya, and Yeji is in California finishing up her last year in music school.

Forth is Isaac, Chris, Hanuel, and Charlie, all kind of friends. Isaac was/is kind of allergic to women, Charlie is an asshole who makes girls cry (and apparently dates them afterwards??) and betrays his friends, Chris is perusing an acting career in London, and I have no idea what Hanuel is up to.

Fifth is my friend Bernadette, painting is based off a picture I took at a glow-in-the-dark party at a friend's birthday. She's going into accounting or accounting (?) in Canada, I think this is her last year, I'm not sure if she's staying there after she graduates.

Sixth is my friend Kathleen, we did a photo shoot on our friend's trampoline and it's one of the few in the series I actually like because I could not do faces and her hair mostly hid hers. She is currently in possession of the original painting, it's not like I'm doing anything with it. She training to be a librarian somewhere in the US. I've actually run into her a few times over the years.

Seventh is Rediet, Lauren, Vicky, Amy, and Yolanda, 5 girls who were consistently on the sports teams throughout high school. I'm actually not sure where any of them are at the moment, I think I saw a post of Yolanda's on ig a while back of her graduating uni, so good for her. I was never really close to any of these girls, but they were all really nice.

Eighth is Zach and Anson. Zach might still by in Canada and Anson is out of the military with a super sick hand tattoo. I feel like I really started to have fun with this one, not doing too much on the clothes but having fun with the background.

Ninth is Lydia and Anna. I'm not sure what either of them is up to other than Lydia being in the US. My friends actually reminded me that Anna was literally the only girl I had consistent beef with all through high school, which when I thought about it, I can believe. Lydia's sweet though.

Tenth is Karuga, Joshua, and Daniel (I think). I'm not close to any of them either, but I was looking for a cool pose and they pulled through. Karuga look exactly the same all these years later, Daniel is pretty friendly, and I know literally nothing about Joshua other than he was one of the 'hot guys' in high school that was so attractive people couldn't date him. High schoolers are so weird. Love the background of this one.

I wish I had gone on a different path with this project, I was definitely setting myself up when I decided to go down a realistic path rather than something more my speed, like jellyfish. I wonder if I had continued with this at the time, if I would have continued on the path towards cartoonish designs, but who knows. I've stayed away from painting people since this. I also wonder what I would have done if I had known that I could have done 3D instead of 2D. If I ever end up teaching art, I hope I'm better at directing my students than my teacher was.

September 2019 - May 2020

Paint, pen, and marker on canvas paper

[1d1195]

sam, sam, sammmmm. it’s been a hot minute. im still out of the country, wifi is terrible, i am even more so. HAHA. BUT I MISS GETTING ON HERE AND TALKING WITH YOUUU😭😭😭 but thank goodness because i finally got free time to binge read all the one shots and series you’ve posted (except Honey, it’s the only one left and i’m going to wake up tomorrow and start because i KNOW im going to eat that up) AND ITS BEEN SO MUCH FUN SO THANK YOU SO MUCH.

can i just say how absolutely awesome it is that you run this account and you share all this with us? honestly i don’t even read your summaries anymore because i genuinely know that if you wrote it, ill love it. not even kidding.

SAMANTHA I JUST READ MOST AND YOU WERE SO RIGHT😭😭😭 I WOULDVE DIED IF I HAD TO WAIT FOR THAT😭😭😭 BUT OMGGGG MY HEART LITERALLY HURT SOOOOO BAD READING THAT STORY BUT IT WAS SOOOO GOOD. i was worried cause i remembered all the lauren hate mail but HONESTLY??? I WAS EXPECTING WORSE. I WAS SOOOOO SCARED SHE WAS GOING GET WITH HARRY I WOULDVE THROWN MY PHONE. she was just a jealous bitch, whatever.

the traditional blurb? and then the EXTRA traditional blurb??? BAHSHJEUSHAUAS HOTTTTT. I LOVE THEM🥹

the “heaven is a place on earth” cover is SOOO good, better believe it’s going straight to the clean up playlist. I HAVE A FEW SONGS TO SHARE AS WELL !!! “tenenbaum” by the paper kites - “sweet heat lightning” by gregory alan isakov - “hope” james bay

life is soooo ughhh. there’s something wrong with me, i dunno. please tell me you’re faring better, how’s life ? what’s new ? tell me everything ! love you lots <3333

~🎶

AHHHHHH!!!!! HIIIIIIII!!!!!!! I've missed you so much! Bad wifi is the worst! I figured you were still traveling but it's so good to hear from you!!!! Probs for the best you saved Honey as well, you'll see 😭 I think I got 15 messages for one of the parts. I hope you enjoy 💕

YOU'RE SO SWEET I COULD CRY 😭 I love this blog more than anything tbh. It's so nice to be here and write stuff but it's even nicer that you (and others) enjoy it and let me know that you do 😭 thank God for one direction, am I right?

I hate Lauren (although not as much as some of you 🤭) I briefly toyed with Harry dating but I don't think I could make him date Lauren. Maybe someone else. But Lauren would have been too much I think I'm glad you loved the story overall even if your heart hurt!

Traditional is always a safe bet, I think. I'm glad you loved them too! 💕

Okay listening to Paper Kites but they sing that other song I mentioned to you before so I'm VERY ready to listen to this song 10000 times in a row. (I'm listening to it right now, and I'm loving it thus far). I'm always here for a Gregory Alan Isakov song as well. James Bay for me is about 50-50 but I'll give him a fighting chance (I def heard Let It Go one too many times on the radio back in the day so I'm biased--isn't it weird though? I'M allowed to play the song over and over but the RADIO should NEVER.)

There's nothing wrong with you. Life IS soooo ughh. I'm doing alright. I feel like my energy is off and I'm not sure why (probs $$ related). I feel less stressed than I have in years which is nice, but in a constant state of being busy. Work is good overall! Which is like a HUGE load off my back. Otherwise, just trying to enjoy the little things every day so I don't become filled with existential dread 🙃 I don't have too much new going on. I'm one of those people who shift their closet from spring/summer to fall/winter (and back) so I did that over this past weekend and basically I never need to go shopping ever again (but also I have coupons so what am I supposed to do? Not use FREE MONEY!?) I'm SO obsessed with coffee it's borderline unhealthy but Gilmore Girls says it's fine so it is what it is. I need to start reading again. I've been rereading the same scene of "who did this to you" from what of my books just to feel something and I cannot move on. I mentioned it in an ask to my 💜-anon, but I straight up have two book-boyfriends right now and I'm literally so in love with them it's probs unhealthy as the coffee addiction. I have a wedding to go to this month which I'm not really looking forward to. October is SO busy and I feel like I'm rushing through this message but I am trying my HARDEST to finish a one-shot update for Thursday 😭

Anyway.

TELL ME ALL ABOUT YOU AND YOUR TRIP. Tell me everything as well! What has you thinking life is so ughhh?

MISSED YOU SO MUCH!!! LOVE YOU 💕

xoxo

[oneshot-wxnderland]

Lab Partners With Benefits Pt. 1 | Percy Jackson

Summary: Y/n becomes lab partners with Percy, the quiet guy who sits in the back and seems a mystery to the world, but Y/n ends up getting closer to him than she expected. A lot closer.

Category: smut

Part 2 | Part 3

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          “Ms. Y/l/n,” your TA, Mack, called you up to the front when you walked into your lab. You approached him, trying not to get nervous. You weren’t in trouble, right? That’s such a childish thing to worry about now that you were in college, but you still felt a rush of relief when he continued,“It appears that your former lab partner has dropped this class.”

          This didn’t really surprise you, while Sam was nice and did her share of work, she never stopped talking about how much she missed home, so you were pretty sure that she had just dropped out of school all together.

          “And while normally dropping a class in the middle of a semester is unadvisable at best, this time it works out fine since we have a group of three.”

          The room was starting to fill up now and you looked around to spot your possible new partner.

          “You can partner with...” Mack peered down his roster before looking back up to you. “Percy Jackson. Mr. Jackson!”

           You saw the boy in question’s head pop up and his gaze move from Mack to you. “Meet your new lab partner, you guys can move to the back table.”

          Aside from introductions on the first day, you hadn’t ever heard him speak in class, you only knew him as the quiet guy who sat in back. Admittedly, he was attractive, but it was the “never going to happen, so why bother?” kind of attractive. Except now that you were walking up to him, seeing him up close and becoming hotter with each step, you began to think that he was going to become quite the bother.

          “Hey,” He greeted you when you sat down next to him. His voice was deeper than you thought it would be, probably because you were still used to high school guys.

          “Hi.” 

          The silence between you two turned awkward as you listened to Mack explain the lab. Percy kept fidgeting and accidentally brushing his arm or leg against yours and you wondered if this lab table was smaller than your old one because all you could focus on was the guy next to you. 

          You felt like you were about to burst when Mack finally told you all to start working.

          “I’ll get it,” you said and quickly left the table grateful for the distraction of grabbing the bin of rocks you had to classify. What is going on? Has it been that long since you and your boyfriend broke up that just sitting next to a guy has you hot and bothered?

          Get it together, Y/n. 

          Unfortunately, as soon as you turned around you caught Percy’s eyes flick from your lower half to the paper in front of him. 

          Oh boy.

          The rest of the lab was excruciatingly long. You could hardly focus on your work with his thigh pressed against yours, and his bouncing leg making sure you didn’t forget about it. You nearly dropped the rock you were holding when he leaned in close and reached around you to you to grab a sample from your side of the table. His breath on your neck caused you to bite your lip and you almost sat back into his arm, but thankfully he pulled away before you could embarrass yourself further. 

          After that incident you were determined to push him from your thoughts and focus on classifying the stupid rocks so that you could finally go.

           “Wait, that guy?” Lauren’s eyebrows shot up when you mentioned your new lab partner. 

          “Yeah....” Your carefully neutral tone must have betrayed you because you found yourself being stopped and facing your friend. 

          “Oh no you don’t.” 

          “What?”

          “No way, Y/n. He’s bad news.”

          You shrugged her off and scoffed. “I never said I-.”

          “You didn’t have to, it’s all over your face.” She wasn’t going to let this go. “You have a weakness for mysteries and that guy is a giant one.”

          This caused you to laugh. “Even if I did, how do you even know him?”

          “He’s in my psych class,” she looked around, then lowered her voice conspiratorially. “He sometimes leaves the middle of class in a hurry, he never talks to anyone, and he has a weird tattoo.”

          “You do realize that you just described half of the collegiate population, right?” Lauren was big on any conspiracy theory or mystery she could find, so of course she decided to invent one about Percy.

          “I think he’s in a gang.” She whispered to you with the utmost sincerity and you laughed.

          “You’ve got to be joking.”

          “I’m not.” She sighed when she saw that she wasn’t getting through to you and shook her head. “Just be careful with that one, Y/n.”

          One week later and your lab class had gone annoyingly similar to the last one. The tension between you and Percy was unbearable. At one point he reached down to grab something from his backpack and his fingers grazed your thigh. You attempted to cover your sharp intake of breath with a cough, but judging by the way he brushed the same spot again on the way up, lingering for far too long for it to not be on purpose, he saw right through it. 

          “Wanna come over and work on the write-up at my place?” 

           The question shocked you and you paused packing up your things to look at him. He didn’t radiate evil villain energy like Lauren seemed to think, but there definitely was something about him that you couldn’t put your finger on. That made you want to find out more. You knew you should’ve said no. You barely knew the guy! And yet... When you met his gaze you couldn’t help but accept his invitation.

          The short walk to his building was similar to the silence that you both usually worked in, but now it wasn’t awkward, it was anticipatory. 

          “My roommates aren’t here so we have the place to ourselves,” he commented as he unlocked the door.

          “Okay.” He opened the door and let you in, locking it behind him. You two stood there looking at each other. “We should get started.”

          “Yeah, we should.” Your backpacks dropped to the floor as his hands met your waist and pushed you back against the door. 

          One of your hands pulled him to you by his shoulder while the other threaded itself in his hair and brought his lips to yours. Your mind went blank as his mouth moved eagerly against yours, pressing you in between his hard chest and the door. 

          This is so wrong. I barely know this guy!

          But the way his hands gabbed your hips and pulled them into his made your mind go blank. You had never felt anything like this in any of your previous relationships. It was always just simple kisses and when things had gone farther it was nice, but the way Percy seemed to be putting everything he has into kissing you made you realize all that you were missing. 

          You were so focused on the way his teeth caught your bottom lip that you didn’t notice his hands sliding to your thighs until they pulled you up. Automatically, your legs wrapped around his waist and your gasp allowed his tongue to meet yours.

          Time seemed to stop completely while you were wrapped in his arms and only the jiggling of the door handle broke the moment.

          Your eyes widened as you pictured the embarrassing scene to come when his roommate finds you pressed against their door, but you heard, “Wrong door, idiot.” come from the hallway.

          Percy’s chest heaved with a sigh of relief and you looked back at each other. The intensity of the moment was gone but if you kept looking into those sea green eyes you knew it would be back fast. 

          Surprisingly, you were grateful for the strangers interruption because now your head was clear and you knew that if not for them, you would have done anything Percy wanted. But Lauren’s warning in the back of your mind kept nagging at you that this was a bad idea. That he was a bad idea. 

          Sensing your hesitancy he let you down, but the look of disappointment on your face kept him close. 

          “Ah, we should...” You tried to remember the reason you came over to his apartment in the first place. “Um...”

          “Yeah...” He stepped away from you and it felt like the air pressure changed. “Geology... rocks.”

          “Rocks,” you agreed and picked your backpack up off the ground. “Yeah, rocks.”

Part 2 

[lilousmustaches]

L.A nightmares

Jensen Ackles x Reader

Warnings: TW!!! Sexual harassement, authorities using their power in a nasty way, dissociating, anxiety. 

Notes: Hey! Here i am after years writing Jensen x reader again! How do you feel about it? But okay... this fic. I had this idea when i saw a thread on twitter that told a story about an event that Jensen was with Danneel, they saw a girl being harassed and Jensen immediataly intervened. I can't find this post anywhere but i truly believe that he is that type of guy. Be safe out there ladies! 

Summary: Jensen and the reader are co-stars and travel to L.A together, just to pass throught a series of unfortunate events. 

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"Here's the next week script (Y/N)." A girl that worked around the set said polity handing you a large new script. You had seen her around before, what was her name? Lauren... Laura! Was Laura. You hated not knowing people's name, especially those who worked with you and for you, but it was so many people walking around, everyday a new person, that made it a bit hard.

 "Thanks Laura!" You asked with a small smile that she retributed and walked away. You started to leafing through the next script seeing that you had more scenes in this episode than in the last two you appeared. 

 "(Y/N)!" Someone shouted making you immediately lift your gaze seeing a smiling Jensen in front of you. "I didn't know you would be here today!" He said hugging you and felt almost dizzy with his perfume. He was definitely one of most good smelling men you ever came across. 

 "You seen me yesterday J." You said laughing breaking the hug and the struggled. 

 "Still missing you though." He said putting his arms in your shoulders and started walking with you again. You had entered the Supernatural cast years before, being a really important character and recently, Sam's love interest. You didn't appeared on every episode but in the most of them, like Misha, for example. Because of this, he was one of your best friends, along with the boys that eventually you became inseparable. Always hanging out together, laughing and pranking each other. It truly was a family. Although you had to kiss Jared sometimes because of some scenes, you saw him practically like a older brother. But with Jensen... Well, that was a whole another story. "What are you doing here anyway? I thought that you had already taken the fight for L.A" 

 "I had to adjust some details of my last scene." You explained. "Why? You wanted me gone, that bad?" You joked hearing him huffing. 

 "Well, yeah, I can't even look at your face anymore." Jensen joked back making you roll your eyes and he laughed, squeezing you harder. "Just kidding sweetheart, you know pretty damn well that I never can bring myself to be tired of you." He said like it was nothing making you blush a little bit. Usual.

 You were already in the outside part of the set and spotted Jared and Misha coming at your direction. 

 "Good things to say Ackles, because I will be going with you to L.A" You explained when the boys came closer. 

 "Really? Thank god you will be saving me from a boring trip with that moron." Jared said stepping up in the conversation referring to Jensen, because Misha wouldn't be able to go to this one, and you smiled. You would take a fight a few days earlier than the boys but because of the problem with one scene, you had to go with them. 

 "Really, argh, I'm so excited." You said making a strange face and they laughed. "It's going to be my first award!" 

 "It's gonna be fun." Jared said and Jensen smiled in adoration looking at you,  lot shorter than him and a few years younger. 

 None of you knowing what kind of things this trip could bring. And man, there were a lot.

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"Wow." Jensen breathed out stepping up in the apartment you would share in this three days in the city of angels, Los Angeles. Some of the cast had to come to be present in a award that was going to happen in the city. Jared and Genevieve, his wife, opted to stay in a hotel but you had this friend that was out of town and offered her place for you to stay, and you took it, inviting Jensen since you knew he wasn't a big fan of hotels. 

 "Pretty nice, hun?" You said with a little smile realizing that it had been a while since you stayed in there and he nodded. 

 "Tell me about it." He said looking around. The place was pretty wide and cozy. A little fancy but with a lot of little fun things, like a orange table, some colorful frames around and a blue fridge. Your personal favorite. 

 You two adjusted yourselves in the two guests rooms that had in the apartment beside the suite and started to get ready for the dinner Gen invited you. It was some friends of her and some producers, directors and a bunch of kind of important people in the movie industry. You didn't recognize any of the names Jensen told you that would be attempting to it, but why the hell not, you wanted a fun night with some of your friends. 

 You finally finished your makeup and with a last look in the mirror you step out of the room going to the living room, only to find Jensen there, sitting on the couch, ready to go, scrolling throught his phone. Soon as he heard your high heels getting closer, he lifted his gaze, losing his breath for the second time this day. 

 "Wow." He breathed out looking at you with a loose short black dress, red high heels and lipstick. "You look beautiful (Y/N)." He said honestly staring at you and you felt yourself blush. 

 The truth was that you were completely in love with him. For a few years now. Since you started the series, Jensen caught your eye. I mean, how could he not? He was handsome, funny, sweet, always smelling good and the most important thing.... He was caring. Jensen Ackles was one of the most caring guys you knew. Got a problem? Jensen would listen. Hell, Jensen would solve it. And not just with his closest friends, but with everybody around him. He always offered help, not matter what. He makes sure his PA, and the people around set already had breakfast before work. He makes sure to offers to take water, every time someone get drunk on the casts parties. It was the details. And you loved them all. 

 You quickly became friends, and you were okay with being just that. Besides the friendly flirting it's not like you expected something else. Just having someone as incredible as him to call your friend was enough. 

 "Well, you don't look too bad yourself." You said and he laughed, rolling his eyes getting up of the sofa. "But thank you." 

 "I meant it (Y/N), you look like you could break some hearts tonight." Jensen continued to compliment you as he opened the apartment door. "But let's go miss, Jared said that we are already late." 

 You called an Uber to take the two of you to the restaurant placed in DownTown, a district in Los Angeles, one of your favorite parts of the city. Although you enjoyed every little piece of it, you just loved L.A, it made you feel good. After some minutes in the car, and some easy going conversation with Jensen, the driver announced you had arrived. Just for the entrance you could tell it was fancy. 

 "I thought it was just a dinner." You said immediately when you entered the place, looking around seeing that the restaurant was closed for the event and everybody was up talking and walking around. Some waiters were passing serving some food and some of them with trays serving wine, whiskey and champagne. 

 "Yeah, I thought so too" Jensen said, looking around surprised as well. "Hollywood, and their people with grandeur complex." He said making you chuckle. 

 "(Y/N)! Jensen!" You heard and spotted Jared smiling and waving you, with Genevieve by his side. You and Jensen reached them, after a waiter stopped you offering something to drink, you went with wine and Jensen with whiskey. "You finally got here! I was already thinking you wouldn't make it." 

 "Stop being dramatic, we were just a little late." Jensen said hugging his friend and then Gen. You doing the same. 

 "(Y/N) is so good to see you, it has been a while hasn't it?" Gen said breaking the hug and you agreed. Since you became friends with Jared, the friendship with Gen came along and you two just hit so well, in the set, your friends was mostly males and you loved having some girl company when she was around. She introduced you to her friends, that first invited her to the event. They were also actors, and they explained how they met in a project Gen was part of when she was just beginning her career.

 "So, are you guys excited about tomorrow? Heard you're competing in two categories right?" Aaron, one of Gen's friends, said referring to the awards you would be attending because of Supernatural. 

 "Yeah! Especially this girl here who is totally a award virgin." Jared joked putting his hands on your shoulders and you giggled, rolling your eyes.

 "Can you blame me? It's a big step in someone's career!" You defended yourself. "Oh it definitely is! I remembering when I went to my first award, I was so nervous and I wasn't even running for anything." Aaron laughed taking a sip of his wine. "It's just a great place to meet important people."

 "It sure is." Yan, the other friend, agreed. "But if I'm being honest, we are just in the right place for networking right now. Every big fish that can hire and fire you from any huge project in the industry is here tonight." 

 "I noticed... That guy over the balcony is practically one of CW's owners right?" Jensen said holding his whiskey, discreetly pointing at some guy behind you. Your turned around to look, after all one he was one of the owners of the channel Supernatural passed. The guy was a lot older, bald and plus sided, but you quickly turned around when he caught you facing. 

 "Yep, Tony Garcia." Aaron answered. The six of you passed a few more minutes talking and drinking, until they parted to talk to more people that was there. You got that Tony guy staring from time to time. You walked with Jensen for a bit, meeting some great and important people, as Yan had said. Talked for some time with Jared, he was already funny but got even funnier when he was tipsy. And finally, passed some time with Gen... until you had to go to the bathroom.

"(Y/N) right? The Supernatural star!" The Tony guy stopped you when you were getting out of the toilet, in your way back to Jensen that was laughing with some other three mans. You laughed a little embarrassed, why that guy knew your name? Okay, you literally worked for him but he was way far away in the enterprise. 

 "I don't if it could be called that, but yeah! I'm (Y/N), pleasure to meet you!" You said smiling extending your hand to him and he quickly shake his head. 

 "Nah, I don't do hand shakes with beautiful woman like you." Tony said with a laugh already pulling you to a hug. His hand in your back was dangerously close to your butt, his breath stank like whiskey - a great amount of that -, the tone of his voice and the intimacy he putted on the hug was enough to make you uncomfortable. This wasn't right. You could sense something was terrible wrong. "And believe me when I say beautiful, I mean something else." 

 "Ha ha." You gave him a yellow smile already grossed out by the man in front of you. What he was implying? "It's a pleasure to meet you Mrs. Garcia, but if you excuse me I-..."

 "So you know who I am!" He interrupted you, interrupting your way to leaving the conversation too. His tone already implied power and dominance, as if his name had a big weight in the conversation. "Well, as one of the CW's owners I have to say Supernatural brings a lot of benefits for us. I'm happy about the success of the series! I can see why the audience increased after your entrance." Tony said with pure maliciousness in his voice looking you up and down, showing no shame, looking you as if you were totally naked. "I believe woman don't last much on the show, but it would be a shame if you had to leave." He said and you knew that it was a threat. He was threading you.

 You gulped feeling your throat burning from holding back tears. The only words that crossed your mind was 'Every big fish that can hire and fire you'. God, you were a woman, unfortunately harassment was something you experienced all your life but it didn't make any less painful anytime it happened. The fame industry was gross and you knew that. You heard horrible stories about girls having to do every kind of sick bullshit to only get a chance for audition. You were so thankful that none of it happened to you, that you found a show with the most respectful co-workers and producers you could ever think of. But there you were, face-to-face to some sick nasty man that had the power to fire you in a snap of his fingers. 

 "It would indeed." You said forcing a smile, taking a sip of the wine in your hands.

 "I have to say, you have such a beautiful mouth." He said. "I wonder what it can do." 

 "It sure can drink." You said laughing nervously drinking the entire wine that was left in your glass. Only your glass was still half full. It didn't burned more than holding back the tears though.

 "Oh princess, no need to be nervous around me." Tony said laughing and you immediately related to the sound of a pig. That was what he was. A pig. Once again he passed his arm around your body pulling you close and resting his hand, this time, just down your boob but close enough to be touching. You were trapped in his grip, so close to his face, feeling that alcohol breath. You couldn't think the last time you were so uncomfortable, you needed to get out of there, you just needed. Every single part of your body yelled dangerous. "We're all friends here.... We can even be more than it tonight." 

 "Hey." You heard a deep voice by your side and you almost missed the sight of Jensen's hard expression by the tears that now was blurring your eyes. "Let go man, I believe you're making her uncomfortable." 

 "Hey..." Tony laughed looking at Jensen, letting you go and you didn't noticed you were holding your breath until that moment. You immediately stepped away from Tony, going to Jensen's side. "We were just chilling... what? Playing Dean for so long that incorporated the hero type?" 

 "Yeah, it didn't look like chilling to me." Jensen said not losing his posture and not falling for any of his bullshit. Jensen was in the middle of a conversation with some directors, exchanges tips, when he saw you from far away simply drinking your whole glass of wine all at once. He knew you to well to notice something was wrong, and he didn't need more than 10 seconds to understand what was happening. "And relax! I know how to separate my character really well, but I do believe we have basic ethics principles in common." 

 "Okay smart boy." Tony said with now anger is his features. "Remembering who you are taking to. Supernatural can turn into a one star show really quick. And you..." He said turning to you. "Consider yourself fired."

 "As far as I know you don't decide shit about my show, but I do know that you need to start respecting women." Jensen said in the same low tone, with anger in every word. "Excuse me." 

 Jensen leaded you the way making sure you didn't even pass near Tony again, he was with a gentle hand in your back almost not touching you and quickly you two were already outside and you saw him calling a cab. 

 "I'm sorry (Y/N), I got so angry... You wanna go home or you want to stay more? That dick won't get any closer to you, I promise." Jensen asked turning to you and looking straight into your eyes with concerned. 

 "I just wanna go home Jens." You said with a chocked voice letting the first tear fall down. You were in shock, practically shivering. You always says to yourself that the next time something like that happens, you were going to stand, be loud and not take it quietly. But every time you freeze. Every fucking time. 

 You dissociated the entire way back home, with a million thoughts in your head and at the same time, none. You noticed with the corner of your eyes, Jensen constantly looking at you to check and typing something on his phone, probably letting Jared know what happened and why you headed off. He didn't try to talk to you, and honestly you were grateful for that. 

 Immediately when you entered the apartment, you went to the shower. The water was burning hot but it felt like nothing in your body. You didn't know what trigged you so hard, thinking about it, the situation was kind of quick and it could have been a million times worse. But you were so scared that he would fulfill his word. Mans like him don't just accept being rejected, you felt so small.... Almost guilty. Tears started to fall down desperately and sobs got out of your mouth. You didn't know how much time you passed in the bath but saw some clothes in the bed you were sleeping when you got out. A grey sweatshirt and some boys shorts. Jensen. 

 "Hey..." You said with a small voice standing by the door of the room Jensen was sleeping, seeing him sitting by the end of the bed scrolling through his phone. "Thanks for the clothes."

 "Comfort sweatshirt right?" He joked seeing you in his clothes, referring to when you stole it on set and he passed days looking for it until he found you sleeping in his coat and listen to the excuse that it was your 'comfort sweatshirt', that it made you happy and safe. "Hey... com' here" 

 Jensen said with a soft voice when he saw your face struggling to hold back the tears. He back out laying in the left side of the bed opening his arms for you to join him, and you immediately did. Nestling in his chest, he hugged you strong hearing you cry quietly into his neck. 

 "You know... This is not even the worst that happen to me." You said when you calmed down after some minutes of cuddling in silence and Jensen moved his face away just enough to stare at you, but stayed quiet waiting for you to get out of your chest whatever you needed. "These situations had been happening with me, well with all women, since before we even know what this means. Teachers, taxi driver's, superiors, random people in public places, friends... I just... Tell myself that the next time something like that happen I will stood up for it. But every time it happens I just loose all my courage." 

 "And this it's not on you (y/n). This is unacceptable, shouldn't be happening at all and it's not your fault not having a response for it. This shouldn't be a situation you must be prepared for." Jensen said frowning his eyebrows looking at you deadly serious. "I'm so sorry you have to go through that bullshit almost daily. It fucking pisses me off."

 "Yeah I'm sorry too." You said with a weak smile feeling him stroking his thumb slowly in your back where his hand stood. "Do you think he can fire me?"

"No." Jensen said with certain. "He has nothing to do with Supernatural productions. And even if he could, I wouldn't let them. If he wants you gone, i would be gone too." 

"Jensen..." You were speechless. "Us women really suffer daily, but it makes a little better knowing that there are at least some guys out there that truly respect us. I am lucky to have fell in a job full of you. I really appreciate what you did for me today Jensen." 

 "I'm always gonna be here for you (Y/N)... And it's truly that least I can do." Jensen said with a rough voice. "There was this time on set, before you were even in the series, that Jared's PA was harassed by a camera man... Nobody saw the moment and from one day to another she asked for resignation. Nobody understood and we continued to treat the guy like a friend for months until we finally discovered what happened. I just.... I'm just glad that I was there with you tonight." 

 You just gave him a small smile feeling your heart so full that could explode. It was an awful night, it really was. But Jensen... He was everything you could ever ask in a friend. You hugged him strong and got into a position where your foreheads were touching. Yours and Jensen's eyes were closed but you could feel his breathing and the warm of his lips almost touching yours. You didn't know how long you stayed in that position but you surely didn't want that to end. 

 "I could be like this every single day." You said before you even could stop yourself and frowned when the realization hit you. "Wait did I just confessed?"

 He squeezed your waist to make you open your eyes that stood close because of the embarrassment, and you had to hold your breath when saw Jensen's green eyes, so vivid, looking so close at your tenderly. 

 "Yeah? Cause I would too" Jensen breathed out feeling a weight off his chest. What that really happening? The women he had feeling for months now, in front of him telling she liked him? He saw in your eyes the relief you felt cause of his confession and slowly finally gave you a long chaste kiss.

 You both knew that this was enough for now. The cuddling, the comfort of each other and the lightness of knowing the feeling were both sided was enough. There was going to have the moment for your skin meet his and there was going to have the moment for a serious conversation about your feelings.

 But for now all that matters was being in each other arms, and sensing that the night that started like a nightmare turned into a dream.

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[kurtanaaa]

Hi I love your chatfics please could you give me a list of the new directions’ private stories and who can see them?

YES I CAN AND I CAN ALSO GIVE YOU A KISS ANON I AM IN LOVE WITH YOU THANK YOU FOR ASKING ME THIS

okay this is going under a cut bc i am going to talk A LOT!!!! oh i am so excited jfjdjfjksls

so i’ve made a list of what i thought their private story names were before but that was before i really started writing chatfics regularly so this is a great chance to do it again!!!! lets get into it!! this isn’t gonna include the newbies bc i’m setting this before s4 :/// sorry yall

Brittany: my private story -miss girl doesn’t really like private stories with weird names. they confuse her :/ how is she supposed to know what it is if it’s named something weird like 99.9 virgin radio? that’s just a radio station babe! -everyone in new directions is on her story, along with lord tubbington (she made him a snapchat account), a bunch of vocal adrenaline kids she made friends with by accident, some of the haverbrook kids, a couple warblers (trent. she likes him a lot), and most of the cheerios! lauren zizes and matt are also on it!!! -she has banned all football players except the glee guys from her private story. they don’t get her fun times.

Santana: real lesbian girl shit -she’s a megan thee stallion fan and also gay. not much else to it!!! -again, all the new directions are on it, except occasionally she removes finn just to test his patience. she also has lord tubbington bc she loves her girlfriend. all of the cheerios are on her story and she uses it to make announcements to them sometimes (every time a cheerio leaves the squad she boots them from her story). she does NOT have lauren zizes (still salty over the hallway fight) but she does have matt!!! that’s pretty much it tho she doesn’t like to be too public with her crap

Mercedes: TOTS -bitch loves her tots and she made the story when she and kurt were bitching at each other about them. she won’t change it ever. -EVERYBODY is on cedes' private story bc everyone loves cedes. she’s got lauren, matt, most of the warblers that she met through kurt and blaine, a bunch of haverbrook kids, a good chunk of mckinley that she’s met through classes and such, sunshine corazon, even a couple girls from that all girls acapella group at season two nationals. unique is on her story too!!! she keeps up with everyone!!! -she has ALSO banned most of the football players. it is a point of soreness for the majority of them that they don’t get the privilege of being on her story.

Kurt: i diagnose you with gay -he saw a meme that said this once and laughed his ass off so he had to use it -kurt has a surprising amount of people on his story. he’s got all the warblers who were at dalton when he was, he’s got all the new directions plus lauren and matt, all of the cheerios who were on the squad when he was, a bunch of haverbrook kids, sunshine, a few mckinley students he made friends with, unique for SURE, and even some of the nicer football players. he also has karofsky on his story (bc hes too nice for his own good), sebastian smythe (so he can post pictures of him and blaine and make him jealous) and jesse st. james (so he can bully him directly). for some reason coach sylvester is also on his private story. no one except kurt and sue know why and they’re not revealing their plans to anyone. it is terrifying.

Sam: The Blackbird -he named it after the plane the x-men fly bc he is a Geek Bitch. -anyway sam is ALWAYS posting to his private story. every day there's five new videos of various hudmel shenanigans. he likes to record things just in case he has to leave again and he needs memories of his friends. -since he’s a sweetheart and doesn’t like people to feel left out, he’s got a fair amount of people on his private story. obviously the new directions and lauren (and matt! he met matt through mike and they hit it off), and some students from his old schools. he’s got some warblers, a chunk of the football team, some mckinley students, and lord tubbington. it’s a good time!

Puck: VIP ZONE -this idiot just likes everybody on his private story to know that they are SPECIAL and APPRECIATED if they’re there -he posts the most wack shit on his story bc he’s always getting up to something stupid so he keeps the amount of people on his private story low so he doesn’t get ratted out -so pretty much only the new directions are on it, plus matt and lauren and a couple of the more tolerable football guys. he has jake on his story too!!! (in my glee cinematic universe they met earlier and they’re bros) he also has jeff the warbler on his story for reasons known to no one, not even jeff and puck.

Rachel: 🌟Rachel Berry Exclusive🌟 -do i even need to explain this one. -rachel does NOT understand the concept of a private story. pretty much everybody who has her on snap is on her private story at this point. she does not give a shit she wants everyone to know what she’s up to all the time. this means that practically everyone she’s ever met is on there

Finn: cooler than puck's -this man is always competing against puck a lil i know it. puck thinks its hilarious. -not a lot of people on finn’s story! he’s got the usual suspects plus some football guys, and david warbler and wes warbler. they hang out sometimes!!! he thinks they’re fun dudes. he also has jake on his story bc he’s met him a couple times through puck and he seemed chill. also jesse st. james so finn can make him jealous bc he’s a little shit

Blaine: Sometimes Turnt -his story posts are usually very basic but when this man gets drunk he goes off the RAILS on his story it’s crazy -blaine’s another one whos got pretty much everyone he knows on his private story. all the usual suspects and all the warblers are on there. he doesn’t have jesse, lauren, or matt, but that’s bc he just. doesn’t know them. he’s got a couple people that he made friends with at mckinley on there too!! -cooper is NOT allowed on his private story. he is explicitly banned.

Tina: former goth bitches anonymous -’nuff said. -tina has the BEST stories. everyone wants to be on her private story - except for when she’s having a breakdown and keeps posting screenshots of sad songs on spotify. but the thing is she keeps her private story on LOCKDOWN. she’s got her new directions and lauren and matt, she’s got a couple haverbrook kids, some warblers, a goth guy she met at a hot topic, and sunshine!!! but NO ONE ELSE. everyone else is PROHIBITED. NO FUCKING ENTRY!

Mike: The Fuck -mike didn’t know what to name it :/ so he decided to name it after what he’s thinking every time he posts a video of his friends doing something stupid -everyone loves mike. everyone is on his story. thee whole mf gang. the new directions, lauren, matt, jesse, sunshine, the whole football team, all the cheerios, haverbrook kids, warblers, vocal adrenaline dancers, the works. he doesn’t know how they all wound up there considering he hardly ever posts, but he just keeps making friends with people and they’re like "hey you’re very sexy and hot. want to be on my private story" and of course he has to return the favour!!!

Artie: Artie's Priv -short and simple! -everything he posts is edited RIDICULOUSLY. like with stickers and filters and video edits, the works. everything. -he doesn’t have a lot of people on his private story mostly because he usually uses his public one, so he just doesn’t think to add people to his private story. but he’s got the new directions, he’s got lauren and matt, he’s got a few other mckinley students, and... that’s pretty much it. he just doesn’t think about it!

Quinn: Don't let my Catholic guilt see this -this one. i haven’t gotten to use it in a fic yet. but i will. its also fairly self explanatory -quinn is another gal who keeps this shit shut DOWN. almost nobody gets in bc a lot of her stories are just her RANTING about feminism or her life or SOMETHING that's pissing her off that she needs to vent about -she’s got the new directions, she’s got lauren and matt, she’s got some cheerios, and that is IT. nobody else gets to see this shit.

THIS WAS SO FUCKING FUN TO WRITE OUT OH MY GOD I AM SO PLEASED!!!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ASKING ME THIS I HAVE NOT FELT THIS MUCH EUPHORIA IN A LONG TIME!!!!!

[broadstbroskis]

four times matthew tkachuk tried to use a pickup line plus one time it worked

big shoutout to the anon who went around dropping pickup lines one night for some inspiration for this. you da real mvp. also i’ve now written three fics for this mofo and they’ve all been plus ones. not sure what this says about me but but i’m certain it’s something.

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1. Sorry, but you owe me a drink. [Why?] Because when I looked at you, I dropped mine.

It’s a Saturday night in September and you’re out with your friends celebrating the fact that every single one of you have finally landed jobs after graduation. The weather’s starting to cool down, but it’s not so cold that you can’t enjoy one of your favorite rooftop bars still. 

Around you, your friends share your excitement. The whole squad (well, the whole squad that had remained in Calgary, you’re still bitter about Lauren leaving you all for Vancouver even if the opportunity had been amazing) is partying like you’re back in school but with the paychecks you’ve all got now and you’re certain you’re going to be feeling it in the morning.

Laughing on the dance floor with Kath, Will, and Claire, you push your way through the crowd once the song ends to refill your drink. You can’t help but shimmy your shoulders a little at the song that follows it, while you wait for the bartender to fill your whiskey sour.

There’s a tap on your shoulder and you turn, to find a guy with curly hair and dimples smiling at you. His face looks so familiar, but you can’t quite place it.

“Sorry.” He tells you. “But I think you owe me a drink.”

“Oh yeah,” You ask casually, sure you know where this is headed, especially since you’ve managed to place his face. Matthew Tkachuk, star forward for the Calgary Flames and perpetual pest. “Why’s that?”

Somehow, his grin widens even more. “Because when I looked at you, I dropped mine.”

The bartender hands you your whiskey sour and you think about it for barely a minute. “Well let me help you with that!” You dump your drink on him, taking only a moment to relish his shock, before walking away to find your friends.

There’s a huge spot of laughter behind you and it’s only when you reach Kath again that you turn around to realize that it’s Matthew’s friends that laughed. Tucked under the arm of one of the guys still snickering at him is a pretty blonde girl, eyeing you with interest, until she catches you looking back, and gives you a smile and a thumbs up.

2. Do you like raisins? How do you feel about a date?

“Oh my God!” The voice, quite frankly, kind of scares you. It’s too close, much higher than you were expecting, and doesn’t sound anything like Kath’s, who’s due to meet you and Claire any minute but certainly wouldn’t greet you like that.

“Can I help you?” Claire asks, pretty rudely, but you’re not inclined to scold her for it at the moment, when this tiny blonde is standing super close and staring at you with huge eyes.

“You’re my hero!” She exclaims and then covers her mouth. “Sorry! You don’t know me.”

“No, I don’t.” You agree.

“We were all here a couple weeks ago and you threw a drink on my boyfriend’s friend.” She grins. “I’m Sam, and you are my personal hero as well as all of our friends.”

After you and Claire introduce yourselves, you ask, “If he’s that much of an asshole, why are you guys friends with him?”

“He’s more of a pest than an asshole.” Sam says immediately, which does mildly reassure you that Matthew Tkachuk isn’t a total dick. “He’s actually a really nice guy, just cocky as shit.”

“Yeah, I got that much.” You say dryly. “Couldn’t you tell?” You continue, which sends all three of you into giggles, until Kath finally arrives. 

Sam orders a drink with the three of you, hanging around the bar to chat for a while. “I’m stealing all of you.” She declares, after a while, that the four of you have mostly spent laughing. “We have a table in the back, come on.”

“I don’t really know.” You hesitate.

“Honestly, don’t even worry about that. Matty’s totally over that. Honestly, he’ll be more annoyed about the boys chirping him than you turning him down.”

And how’s that saying go? Speak of the devil and he shall appear? Right over Sam’s shoulder pops his head; she’s just missing the angel and she’d be every cartoon you’d ever seen. “Here you are.” Matthew says. “Mony’s looking for you.”

“Perfect!” She grins. “We were just coming back over”

He looks over at her use of we and grins as soon as his eyes meet yours. Just like Sam, he hasn’t forgotten you either. “Hello!”

“Hi.” You return politely.

“We’re going to head over; you coming?” Sam asks Matthew. He points to the bar. “‘Kay, see you there.”

“Hey wait,” All four of you stop, looking over at him, but he’s only got eyes for you. “Do you like raisins?”

You know this is a line, but you can’t for the life of you imagine where the fuck he’s going with it. “No?”

He grins, cheekily, that same one from last time you’d met. “How about a date, then?”

You grin back. “I’m allergic.” You pat his cheek mockingly and then move past him to follow Sam back toward that table in the corner to meet the rest of her friends.

3. Do you know what my shirt is made of? Boyfriend material? 

Matthew’s brother is in town for a game, which means his whole family is in town for a game, which apparently means there’s an after party in his apartment with members from both teams and whoever else they want to invite.

You’re not quite sure how or why you managed to be invited, were honestly planning on turning down the invitation, but Sam insisted you show up, so here you were, rolling up to Matthew’s condo, with her, Sean, and Noah, shortly after the Saturday afternoon matinee.

The party already feels like it’s in full swing when you arrive and yet, people continue to arrive after you. You get caught up chatting in the kitchen for a few minutes with a lovely blonde woman, who you only later learn is Matthew’s mother, and then spend the next five minutes denying that fact completely as Sean and Sam laugh hysterically. “But she’s so nice.”

“You should see her roast Chucky; she gives it pretty good.” Sean’s still laughing.

“Which is pretty much Matt.” Sam adds pointedly. “Come on, YN. When he’s not being a total pest, he’s a pretty great guy.”

You took a sip of your drink instead of answering her. You certainly started to see the great guy side of Matt as you and your friends had started to spend more time with Sam-who frequently came with varying numbers of a hockey team, about as often as she came with just herself-and it was definitely getting easier to see that he actually could be a nice guy. One who was always there for his friends, who adored his family, who’d drop anything the second one of his people needed help.

But a lot of the time, you still just saw a cocky mofo who was used to getting what he wanted. You couldn’t think of a time you saw him that he didn’t at least send a wink at you. He still frequently tried to make some kind of cheesy pass at you, with the biggest shit-eating grin on his face, like it was all some kind of game. 

Sam takes your silence for the reluctant admission that it is and pulls you over to play some wild drinking and card game that you never quite get the hang of and abandon quickly (you hate losing too much to play for long). But that much losing means your drink is empty already and so you head for the kitchen again for a refill.

Just your luck, the only people in the kitchen are Matthew and Brady. You would have been able to pick his brother out of a line up instantly, even if Noah hadn’t pointed him out to you when you guys first walked in. Matthew grins immediately, the same as always, and you just roll your eyes, preparing for what’s to come. “Knew this day would come.”

“And what day is that?” You return. “The one that I’m here, in your apartment?”

“And you know, you don’t have to leave now!” He holds his arm out to you as you look on unimpressed. “‘Cause you know what this shirt’s made of? Boyfriend material.”

He’s grinning that dimpled grin at you and for once, you actually refrain from rolling your eyes at him. “Shame your whole family’s in town right now or I could take it off to confirm that.” You trail a finger down his chest, stopping just before it reaches the button on his pants and grinning widely as he chokes on air, before turning to grab your drink and leave the room immediately afterwards

The sound of Brady’s laughter almost catches you for a second, since you’d actually completely forgotten he was there

4. Hey, you’re pretty and I’m cute. Together we’d be Pretty Cute.

You just needed one more afternoon pick-me-up. One more coffee would do it, right? And then this stupid project would be done? Before deadline? 

You put the order in. Your favorite barista at your favorite coffee shop promises she’ll bring it over when she’s finished with it and you settle back into your table to get back to work.

An arm drops onto your shoulders. “How’s my favorite girl doing?”

You tense immediately. At the voice, at the arm, at the words. “I doubt.” You say, hearing the coldness in your voice that is only reserved for the man who’d dropped himself into the seat across from you uninvited shortly after removing his arm from your shoulders. But at least his arm was gone. “That I could ever be considered your favorite girl, considering how many girls you cheated on me with when we were together.”

“Come on, babe, don’t be like that.” Kyle says.

You stare at him in disbelief, unable to even respond. “Don’t call me babe.”

“Who, me?” You’ve never been so grateful to see Matthew before, let alone to have him slide into the seat next to you so closely. 

You smile at him, actually moving your chair closer to him-literally anything to get you further away from Kyle-and are impressed when he doesn’t even flinch. Just throws his arm around the back of your chair and returns the grin  “Well, you too.” You tease.

 Matthew grins. “Nah, babe, you know I like riling you up too much.” You can only roll your eyes at that.

“Well this has been fun, babe.” Kyle says, finally standing up, reaching out to pat your hand resting on the table.

“She told you not to call her that.” Matthew intercepts his hand, pulling yours toward him. His voice is flatter than you’ve ever heard it.

“Be fun to do this again sometime.” Kyle continues like he hasn’t heard a word Matthew said, but you can tell from the look in his eyes that what he’s going to say next is going to hurt. “You know, if your boyfriend can share you better than you could share me.”

Your jaw drops and you can feel tears spring to the corners of your eyes as he finally, finally walks away. Next to you, you feel Matthew tense, like he wants to get up and follow him, and you reach for one of his arms. “Don’t.” He pauses. “He’s not worth it.”

“He’s a real dick.” He grumbles.

“Yeah.” You say quietly. There’s nothing really to add to that that you or your friends haven’t already said and so a long moment of silence follows that admission.

“Hey.” Matthew nudges you.

“What?” You ask grumpily, reluctantly meeting his eyes.

“You’re pretty and I’m cute.” You give him a look, like get on with it. “So together we’d be Pretty Cute.” 

For once, his cheesy pick up line brings a smile to your face, turning your mood around instantly. And the second you start to smile, Matthew does as well. “There we go, there’s that smile.”

+1. Kiss me if I’m wrong, but dinosaurs still exist, right?

Perched on the counter of Johnny’s breakfast bar, legs dangling off, you cheer loudly as Elias sinks another cup. He throws his hands up victoriously, looking over at the paper bracket that you and Sam had spent hours working on, only for someone to splash beer all over it when they’d thrown their hands up in outrage over a ruling.

It was the Flames’ annual Beer Olympics and you were still managing to enjoy yourself, even though your elimination had come early after Noah had thrown the game because he’d spotted the girl he’s been talking to recently rolling in the door. He hadn’t even been phased when you threw your half full cup of beer at him, or when it nailed him in the back, and he still doesn’t look upset about his wet back, smile seemingly permanently fixed on his face as he continues to chat with said girl.

For your part, after elimination, you’ve become both a personal cheerleader and trash-talker. You’re an equal opportunist, you know? Someone makes a bad shot, you’re going to call them out on it.

Newly eliminated, you’re not entirely surprised when you feel a new presence by your side. It wasn’t like things had abruptly changed after the run-in with your ex at the coffee shop, but the energy was definitely different. 

Gone was the cocky grin, replaced with a softer, dimpled smile that you’d always return. The pickup lines were cheesy jokes, a thing between the two of you, said with a little bit of questioning and a tiny bit of hope as each time he waited for you to laugh.

And each time you did, enjoying the smile it brought to his face. More and more you saw the genuinely great guy he was- in fact, it was the dominating trait over how much of a pest he was, how cocky he was, how annoying he could be.

Of course, it’s possible you spoke entirely too soon on this as his first move upon coming to stand next to you is to poke you in the sides repeatedly. “Why’d you have to do me dirty like that?” He whines.

“Elbows!” You repeat simply, calling him out for the same thing you’d shouted at him earlier. 

Matthew comes around in front of you, resting his cold drink on your leg in what you can only assume is payback. “You’re wrong.” He tells you. 

“Maybe,” You say with a grin. “You’re wrong.”

“Oh I’m never wrong.” Matthew assures you, and then a familiar grin appears on his face. “In fact,you can kiss me if I’m wrong, but dinosaurs still exist, right?”

He’s waiting for your laugh, you can see it in his face. But you don’t want to, is the thing. 

So you reach forward, grabbing his face and pulling it toward yours. There’s just enough time to register the shock on it before your lips meet, but Matthew pulls his shit together enough to return a breathtaking kiss, so when you do finally pull away, you’re practically gasping for breath. 

“Um. You’re wrong.” You manage, finally.

“Don’t even.” Matthew grins, stepping forward into your thighs, and kissing you once again.

[sugarcarnation]

rank the season 2 new directions (including kurt)? (:

ohh okay im gonna rank them once on how much i like them and another time on how much of an important member i think they were

here’s my totally objective ranking of how good the characters are

1. kurt

sorry but this is a kurt hummel stan account before everything else. also his season 2 arc was so good

2. rachel

this is also a rachel berry stan account. and season 2 rachel was hilarious. i love her

3. tina

are we surprised by this ranking? no we’re not. i love her and this season features football player tina so it’s automatically amazing

4. mercedes

i love her. she didn’t get as much plot as she deserved but she was still the best

5. sam

he was very good in the his season. it’s nice to have a guy who isn’t constantly awful to everyone

6. santana

i love that her plot about figuring out her sexuality starts here. and overall it’s way better handled here than in season 3. also she wears a bunch of amazing outfits

7. brittany

season 2 is by far my favorite season for her. i think the writing was still good enough to not make her seem unnecessarily mean to other people and her and santanas relationship was so interesting to me. she also wore very good outfits

8. lauren

she’s a queen and we were robbed of her having more storylines. unfortunately she didn’t do enough for me to justify putting her higher than this

9. quinn

idk what her motivations for pretty much anything are in this season but she’s a girl on a mission and i appreciate that

10. artie

he was actually pretty good. he had some plot and was pretty fun most of the time (i am kinda bitter though that his plot ended with him being the bad guy even though he didn’t do anything wrong. like yeah he wasn’t the nicest but also brittany repeatedly cheated on him. what was he supposed to do? congratulate her?)

11. mike

i feel bad for putting him this low but what did he even do this season besides dancing? the dancing was pretty amazing though

12. finn

okay he ended up pretty low on my list mostly just because i think the writing of him wasn’t great. all the concepts like him struggling with popularity vs being himself are very interesting but not new. like he learned his lesson in season 1. i would like his plot much better if he didn’t totally forget all his character development between the seasons

13. puck

his relationship with lauren was actually cute but besides that he really didn’t do anything interesting this season

and now my how useful were they to the club ranking

1. rachel

i mean yeah. she’s their lead singer and she was the one who came up with the idea of writing their own songs and she even wrote some of the songs they were performing herself

2. mercedes

she probably deserves first place but alas the writers suck and didn’t actually let her do anything

3. santana

i think she really started to realize how much she enjoys performing this season and putting herself more in the spotlight was well deserved and good for the team. she gets minus points for being mean to other people though. that’s not good for the team spirit

4. mike

danced them to victory and didn’t cause any drama. iconic of him

5. brittany

danced them to victory but also caused drama which is why she’s lower than mike

6. kurt

hes in the middle because on the one hand he just left for half the season and only joined them again once they were already going to nationals but on the other hand he supported blaines singing candles at regionals idea and i’m pretty sure that counts as sabotage

7. tina

shes as always underappreciated by everyone. justice for tina. would probably be higher if i didn’t suspect that she’s the one who’s responsible for the awful dresses at regionals

8. artie

honestly the new directions would be lost without artie and it’s time we acknowledge that. hes doing the most singing and no one ever appreciates him. also he’s the one who gave brittany the confidence to dance in front of a big audience so go artie

9. sam

his singing was boring but at least he was a good teammate

10. quinn

her singing was also mostly boring and she was the cause for most of the drama. which is iconic but her trying to sabotage the team unfortunately puts her pretty low on this list

11. lauren

she made the new directions cool

12. finn

hes mostly this low because he kissed rachel at nationals. like buddy that was not the right time. besides that he also caused a bunch of drama and was kinda a dick to people. as the self appointed leader he should do better

13. puck

he brought lauren to the team and i appreciate that

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Do you have any book recs like yours and w. epic love scenes like yours?

I appreciate anything I’ve written being called epic in any way :) 

I don’t really know if I could accurately compare any books I’ve read to my own but I do have some book recs that I adore! I’ll give you my top ten lesfics for some variety

- Behind the Green Curtain by Riley LaShea (my ultimate fave romance)

When Caton’s sleazy boss offers her a position as his wife’s personal assistant, she accepts the job with reservations, certain Jack Halston has ulterior motives. After meeting Jack’s wife Amelia, though, it’s Caton’s motivations that begin to unravel. As vicious as she is beautiful, Amelia threatens Caton’s position and her sense of decorum. As the attraction between the two women spirals into a torrid affair, Caton is drawn deeper into Jack and Amelia’s world of privilege and prestige, where everything is at stake and nothing is what it seems. 

- All That Matters by Susan X  Meagher

Life is going damned well for Blair Spencer. She's a very successful real estate agent, happily married to a man who encourages her to live the independent life she loves; and they're actively working to have a baby. The wrench in the works is that Blair favors adoption, while her husband David desperately wants to have a biological child. The fates are against them, and they finally seek the help of a group of reproductive specialists. One of the doctors, a surgeon named Kylie Mackenzie, eventually becomes a good friend to Blair. And she needs all of the friends she can get when things start to go horribly wrong at home. As her marriage teeters on the brink of collapse, she relies more and more on Kylie's friendship. Kylie's happily gay; Blair's happily straight. But the way they structure their relationship leads friends and family to privately question whether the pair is setting themselves up for heartache. They eventually come to a crossroads, which could either destroy their friendship or turn it into what each of them has been seeking. The question is whether each woman can change her view of herself and her needs. The answer is all that matters.

- Alone by EJ Noyes 

Half a million dollars will be Celeste Thorne’s reward for spending four years of her life in total isolation. No faces. No voices. No way to leave.

Since Celeste has never really worried about being alone, the generous paycheck she’ll receive for her participation in the solitary psychological experiment seems like easy money.

When she finds an injured hiker in the woods bordering her living compound, her strictly governed world is thrown into disarray. But even as she struggles with the morality of breaking the rules of the experiment, Celeste can’t deny her growing attraction to the kind and enigmatic Olivia Soldano. Still, how much can you really trust a stranger? And how much can you trust yourself when you know all the faces you’ve seen and voices you’ve heard for the past three years have only been your imagination?

But what’s real? Celeste’s reality may lie somewhere between the absolute truth and a carefully constructed deception. (the concept of this is just INcredible. and the execution as well - perfect)

- The Goodmans by Clare Ashton

The lovely doctor Abby Hart lives in her dream cottage in the quintessential English border town of Ludbury, home to the Goodmans. Maggie Goodman, all fire and passion, is like another mother to her, amiable Richard a rock and 60s-child Celia is the grandmother she never had. But Abby has a secret. Best friend Jude Goodman is the love of her life, and very, very straight. Even if Jude had ever given a woman a second glance, there’d also be the small problem of Maggie – she would definitely not approve. But secrets have a habit of sneaking out, and Abby’s not the only one with something to hide. Life is just about to get very interesting for the Goodmans. Things are not what they used to be, but could they be even better? (there are not one but TWO perfectly written romances intertwined in this *chef kiss*)

- Pretending in Paradise by M Ullrich

When travelwisdom.com assigns PR specialist Caroline Beckett and travel blogger Emma Morgan to cover a hot new couples retreat, they're forced to fake a relationship to secure a reservation. Ten days in paradise would be a dream assignment, if only they'd stop arguing long enough to enjoy it. Reputations are Caroline's business. Too bad she was forced out of her previous job when an ex smeared hers all over the office grapevine. She's never getting involved with a coworker again, especially not one as careless and unprofessional as Emma. Emma knows that life is too short to play by the rules. But when she goes too far and a defamation lawsuit puts her job in jeopardy, she has to make nice with Caroline, the image police, and deliver the best story of her career.

Only pretending to be in love sure feels a whole lot like falling in love. When their story goes public, ambition and privacy collide, and their chance at making a fake relationship real might just be collateral damage. (there’s just SOMETHING about this that is super freaking cute)

- The Brutal Truth by Lee Winter

Australian crime reporter Maddie Grey is out of her depth in New York, miserable, and secretly drawn to her powerful, twice-married, media mogul boss, Elena Bartell, who eats failing newspapers for breakfast. As work takes them to Australia, Maddie is goaded into a brief, seemingly harmless bet with her enigmatic boss—where they have to tell the complete truth to each other. It backfires catastrophically.

A lesbian romance about the lies we tell ourselves.

- The Red Files by Lee Winter (kudos to her for being the only author that makes it to this list with two separate books)

Ambitious Daily Sentinel journalist Lauren King is chafing on LA’s vapid social circuit, reporting on glamorous A-list parties while sparring with her rival—the formidable, icy Catherine Ayers. Ayers is an ex-Washington political correspondent who suffered a humiliating fall from grace, and her acerbic, vicious tongue keeps everyone at bay. Everyone, that is, except knockabout Iowa girl King, who is undaunted, unimpressed and gives as good as she gets. One night a curious story unfolds before their eyes: One business launch, 34 prostitutes and a pallet of missing pink champagne. Can the warring pair work together to unravel an incredible story? This is a lesbian fiction with more than a few mysterious twists. (as someone who is usually pretty bored by any plot other than the romance, I actually enjoyed this mystery)

- Tricky Wisdom/Tricky Chances by Camryn Eyde

(for tricky wisdom)  Darcy Wright is a closeted lesbian who has been infatuated with her best friend, Taylor, since junior high. Leaving her small northeast Minnesota town for Harvard in a quest to become a doctor, she moves in with med-student Olivia Boyd, a neurotic, anal, gigantic pain in the backside. The first year of juggling medical school is grueling, but it’s nothing compared to living with Olivia.

Coming out to her friends and family with an anti-climactic flop, Darcy uses her newly publicized sexuality to try and win Taylor’s affections through an ill-hatched scheme that crosses uncomfortable lines. The result is as unexpected to Darcy as Darcy’s affinity for medicine is to Olivia.

The first year of medical school is a nerve-wracking encounter in medicine, learning lessons the hard way, and finding what her heart desires.

Tricky Chances is the sequel to Wisdom, but it’s the only lesfic sequel that i truly felt added to the first one and was just as gripping! Plus, the first book is only 48k words so the followup is perfect to come right after

- Who’d Have Thought by G Benson

Top neurosurgeon Samantha Thomson needs to get married fast and is tightlipped as to why. And with over $200,000 on offer to tie the knot, no questions asked, cash-strapped ER nurse Hayden Pérez isn’t about to demand answers.

The deal is only for a year of marriage, but Hayden’s going into it knowing it will be a nightmare. Sam is complicated, rude, kind of cold, and someone Hayden barely tolerates at work, let alone wants to marry. The hardest part is that Hayden has to convince everyone around them that they’re madly in love and that racing down the aisle together is all they’ve ever wanted. What could possibly go wrong? (this book comes in 9th because i don’t love it QUITE as much as i do all the others, but it was the one that got me into lesfic so! it’s good stuff)

And in a guest pick from the only other voracious lesfic reader i know, @debbie-eagan - 

Beautiful Dreamer by Melissa Brayden - 

Philadelphia real estate broker Devyn Winters is at the peak of her career, closing multimillion-dollar deals and relishing it. She’s pretty much blocked out her formative years in Dreamer’s Bay, where the most exciting thing to happen was the twice a year bake sale. Unfortunately, a distress call hauls her back home and away from the life she’s constructed. Now the question is just how long until she can leave again? And when did boring Elizabeth Draper get so beautiful?

Elizabeth Draper loves people, free time, and a good cup of coffee in the warm sunlight. In the quaint town of Dreamer’s Bay, she’s the only employee of On the Spot, an odd jobs company. She remembers Devyn Winters as shallow in high school, but now everything about Devyn makes her lose focus. Though her brain knows Devyn is only home temporarily, her heart didn’t seem to get the memo (I’m personally not a huge Brayden fan but a lot of other lesfic readers are so I reached out for a second opinion on this matter)

I hope you enjoy!

[bugsy-maria]

F-R-I-E-N-D-S (Alexander Hamilton x Reader) Ch. 7

(Y/N)'s POV

me and Lafayette are waiting for the whole gang to be there . as you waited you were lost in your thoughts just wondering.

'what if he finds out?'

'what if anyone finds out?'

'but he might not even be at this camp.'

'but still, he worries too much.'

I spaced out while looking at the ceiling of the tent and didn't even realize it. I didn't even notice that Lafayette was shaking me trying to get my attention, that is until he shouted,

"MILLER!!!"

I shot up confused but then remembered where I was. I quickly pulled myself and my act together.

"Oh, sorry. I guess I spaced out, so are these your friends."

(Lafayette) "You think. but yeah, they are."

(Alex)"I'm Alexander Hamilton."

he stuck out his hand and you took it.

(Jhon Laurens)"Hey look someone shorter than you, Alex. Didn't know that was posable."

John said while roughly patting Alex's back.

(Alex)"Oh shut up."

(Jhon Laurens)"Oh, I almost forgot, I'm Jhon Laurens, Its a pleasure to meet you."

(Mulligan)"Hercules Mulligan, I need no introduction."

"Well, its nice to meet you all. I'm Jhon Miller."

I gave a small suttle smile. they smiled back and took a seat.

(Jhon Laurens)"There could only be one Jhon,"

he whispered into my ear I stood there frozen until Mr.Mulligan, he suddenly called my name.

(Hercules)"Yo Miller, are you okay."

"Oh yeah, I'm fine."

I turn around and say. I go over and sit on my bed. I was getting ready to zone out again but failed.

(Lafayette)"Yo, (Y/N)."

I turned my head to see Lafayette handing over a Sam Adams. I took it and started drinking it. it didn't taste good at first, in fact, it made you want to puke, but you held in and continued to drink. before you knew it you had gone through 6 pints of Sam Adams and no one was stopping me.

Alex's POV

while I was on my 2nd pint while Miller was on his 6th, and none of us were stopping him. he was running around clearly drunk. we were continuing our own conversation when Miller did something that caught my attention of course. he wrapped his arms around my neck. yes he did that and I was startled, I was really confused on what was going on. the others were laughing at me when they saw what had happened.

(Hercules)"Looks like the elf is a boy magnet."

(Lafayette)"Looks like Lexi can attract men faster than we can get girls."

they all started laughing when I felt his arms leave my neck I looked at Miller who looked mad.

(Miller)"That's not funny! Lexi is a good friend, he is a friend that none of you deserve if you keep being mean towards him!"

his words were a little bit slurred but it was still a sudden outburst no one was expecting. everyone looked at each other trying to comprehend what had just happened. in a way, he reminded me of (Y/N). she would always stand up for me and always went into a deep zone out session from time to time and just get lost in her own thoughts.

(Y/N)'s POV

The Next Day

I woke up to a pounding headache and I felt really nauseous and dizzy.

"About time you woke up."

I turned my head to see Lafayette sitting on his bed.

"Why does my head hurt?"

"Funny you ask do you not remember."

"If I knew then I wouldn't be asking now would i."

"Well, taking in the fact that you went through 6 pints of Sam Adams. I would come to the conclusion that you have a hangover my dear lad."

"What?"

"Yup, the first time you drink you get drunk as hell. Congratulations! you know most people are careful the first time they drink."

"Oh shut up."

I sit up and smell my shirt.

"I smell like a bar."

"I Wonder Why."

I got my blue coat and put it on and heard a guy outside yelling something about how we should all get up and line up. I step outside and see the whole gang getting together. me and Lafayette walk over to them with my hand on my head as a headache was getting worse and worse the more people talked.

(Jhon Laurens)"So what do you think they want to talk to us about?"

(Lafayette)"I don't know. for all, I know it could be about how Miller was being too loud."

"Was I really that loud?"

(Alex)"No, but you were acting really weird."

"How so?"

(Hercules)"That's not important right now."

(Jhon Laurens)"Well, we better get in place before we get yelled at. Again."

I ignored the last part thinking it had to do with whatever I did last night. I stood with the rest of the men waiting for what the general had to say. we were there for a while until the general came out.

"We are outgunned, outmanned, outnumbered, out planned. we gotta make em' all outstand. Ayo, I'm gonna need a right-hand man. now we all need to take this seriously,"

he walks right in front of me, stops, turns his head towards me and says,

"But it seems as if some of us don't."

the gang started laughing at the comment that was clearly directed towards me. yeah, I've been here 1 day and I'm already hated by the principal. after the talk that was given to us by the general we all went back to our tent while some of the men went to practice aiming. you were all in Alex's tent just doing what friends do. just having a friendly conversation.

[slipping-through-my-fingertips]

Klainetober day 27

Prompt 27: Candy Corn

Summary: Quinn hosts a party, Kurt pines for his best friend, and Lauren is right afterall

Notes: If I wrote glee, this would probably be somewhere in season 2, I guess.

AO3

Kurt was thankful he wasn’t hosting this party. When Quinn volunteered her empty house for a Halloween Bash, he was relieved. Not that Burt and Carole wouldn’t have let the New Directions spend a night watching scary movies in the basement (they absolutely would have) but because Kurt and Finn won’t be on clean-up duty for once. He was also excited for Puck’s promise of alcohol. Though Kurt had bad experiences in the past with drinking he was determined to give it a second chance and limit his intake this time. He would pace himself and hope to God he wouldn’t embarrass himself...again.

Some of the glee club was doing shots (Brittany, Santana, Puck, and Artie) but most were content with the apple cider and caramel vodka mixture Quinn and Mercedes had made. In fact, they enjoyed it so much, the two girls were in the kitchen stirring up a second batch. Having volunteered to be a designated driver, Finn was content with his handful of candy corn.

Unsurprisingly, Rachel had brought her karaoke machine and attempted to convince Finn to sing a spooky duet with her. Except, she was slurring her words and kept saying “spoopy.”

Mike and Tina were half-dancing and half-making out in the center of the living room. Sam was in deep conversation with Blaine and a few other Warblers about the latest Star Wars film.

Lauren came over to where Kurt was standing by the food table.

“Why so glum?” she asked, nudging his shoulder.

“I’m not glum.”

“Are you just a sad drunk cause I don’t need any crybabies tonight?”

Kurt remembered Finn telling him Lauren was an angry drunk. She had torn Puckerman a new one at their last drunk get together.

“No crybabies here,” he swore, “just wishful daydreams.”

His eyes wandered back to Sam and Blaine. They were sitting awfully close together. If Kurt didn’t already attempt to hit on Sam, he’d assume Blaine was interested in the blond. Unfortunately, for both himself and Blaine, Sam was very straight (or so he claimed, Kurt still thought no straight man would bleach his hair) and dating Quinn.

“Lingering feelings?” Lauren questioned, following Kurt’s gaze.

“For Sam?” Kurt clarified. “No, I’m definitely over that crush. It was headed nowhere just like all my other ones.”

“Eh, boys suck anyway. Who needs ‘em?”

Kurt grabbed a soft pretzel and bit off a piece.

Lauren kept talking, “You really have no type then.”

“Excuse me?”

“You’re excused.” Lauren took a sip of her cider from an orange solo cup. “From Gigantor to Southern Surfer to Curly Q. You’ve got me stumped, do they have anything in common?”

“Being nice to me, I suppose,” Kurt told her. “Finn eventually helped with the bullying, Sam was willing to sing a duet with me until Finn warned me not to, and Blaine is like my best friend.”

“You need higher standards, Hummel.” Lauren shook her head. “You can’t just fall in love with nice guys. You need someone who actually cares about you. Who loves you.”

Even tipsy, Lauren gave good advice.

“That’s the thing, I think maybe…” Kurt trailed off.

The front door burst open and in came the remaining Cheerios and football players. Behind them, half of the McKinley population.

“I don’t care what anyone says, there’s gotta be more than one gay at McKinley. You and I, Hummel, are about to find him.”

For the next hour or so, Lauren dragged Kurt around the house and made obscene comments about the party-goers. Kurt’s pretty unwilling to talk to any boy Lauren deems “team gay.” Not because he doesn’t trust her input, he does, it’s just Kurt doesn’t want just any boy, he wants Blaine. They ultimately end up in the living room again and Kurt is back to trying not to be caught watching his crush.

Only Sam is still on the couch talking to Blaine.

“If I get blondie to leave, will you swear to jump in there and talk to him?”

“He’s my best friend. I don’t have trouble talking to him,” Kurt told her.

“Liar. If you didn’t have issues talking, you’d be dating.”

Without another word, Lauren gets Sam away from Blaine. Kurt doesn’t want to know what she said to make him jump up like that but he’s glad for the opportunity. Even though he didn’t really promise Lauren anything he jumps into Sam’s vacated spot on the couch.

“Hi Kurt, enjoying yourself? I feel like I haven’t seen you all night.”

“I was with Lauren,” he explained, “she was attempting to find another gay boy who goes to McKinley to prove me wrong.”

Before they get past how-do-you-dos, Sam is standing on top of a table shouting “Cops!”

At first, Kurt is confused by this but then it all clicks and he understands.

“We gotta go,” Kurt said, grabbing Blaine’s hand.

In no state to drive and thankful Finn had parked a couple of blocks away, Kurt dragged Blaine out the back door and ran. When it came to underaged high school parties, shouting ‘cops’ was like someone shouting fire. That is to say: chaos.

Once the house was no longer in sight, the boys walked to a nearby park to catch their breath.

“Who knew McKinley’s parties were so exciting?” Blaine said.

“I certainly wouldn’t,” Kurt replied. “I thought Quinn was limiting it to glee people.”

“Sam told me she’s already prepping for prom queen. Something about throwing good parties and earning favor with the popular kids.”

Kurt nodded. That sounded like Quinn. Unforgettable parties were a great way to be remembered.

Blaine took a seat on one of the swings. “What were you saying back at the house about finding another gay boy?”

“Oh.” Kurt hoped the cold would explain his red cheeks and sat on the swing next to Blaine. “I told Lauren there’s no other out gay kids at McKinley, it’s just me.”

“And?”

“Pretty sure, I’m still right. We were unsuccessful.”

“Not for long,” Blaine said.

Kurt whipped his head around. “What do you mean?”

“I’m transferring so I guess the out gay population just doubled.”

“Why?” Kurt blurted out. “I mean, you are?”

“Yeah, um, my mom’s had enough of my dad’s BS so we’re moving to Lima. I want to live with her so that means leaving Dalton.”

“Well, I’m sad that you have to leave the Warblers but I’m also glad you’ll be with me. At McKinley that is.”

Blaine ducked his head and chuckled.

“You being at McKinley is definitely a bonus.”

Kurt shyly smiled back at his friend.

“So, I don’t want to make things weird but I feel there’s an opportunity here. I was talking to Wes and Sam earlier and they agreed there’s really nothing stopping me from asking now.”

“Curiosity peaked,” Kurt replied.

“Just promise you’ll say no if you don’t want to. We can completely forget I even asked at all if that’s what you want.”

“Okay…”

Blaine rubbed his hands on his jeans.

“Can I kiss you?”

Kurt’s eyes widened a bit before he started looking around in confusion trying to process this new development. Only in a few of his daydreams did Blaine return his feelings. Was this actually happening? Or was some sort of witchcraft at play?

He must’ve nodded his head because Blaine stood up from the swing.

“You’re sure?” he asked, leaning in.

“Yeah.”

Kurt met him halfway. He wants to say it was a perfect first kiss but it wasn’t. No fireworks, nothing like that, and Kurt had no idea what to do with his hands. Would Blaine feel weird if he ran his fingers through his curls? Should Kurt hold his waist?

It was also brief. A few seconds of lips touching. Chaste and sweet but not mind blowing.

“I really like you, Kurt,” Blaine told him. “Are you busy tomorrow?”

“I’m not busy.”

“Have dinner with me?”

“I’d like that.”

Blaine smiled and sat back down on his swing.

“And Blaine,” Kurt said. “I really like you too.”

At school on Monday, Blaine’s first day and Kurt’s first day with a boyfriend, Lauren met Kurt at his locker.

“Heard there’s a new kid.”

“Yeah, there is,” he confirmed.

“Guess I was right after all,” she replied.

Kurt tilted his head, confused.

“There is more than one out gay kid in McKinley. You can thank me for telling Sam the cops were coming later.”

With that, she walked away leaving Kurt staring after her with his jaw open.

“Hey you,” Blaine said, leaning against the lockets. “What’s going on?”

“Lauren Zizes is not a force to be reckoned with, Blaine,” Kurt told him, shutting his locker. “Don’t test her.”

“Noted. Walk me to class?”

“It would be my pleasure.”

If their hands brushed together a little too long as they walked in the hallway, no one said a thing.

[yourfavoritequeerfangirl]

this is my very gay and specific twilight au because i’m bored

first off the cullens are diverse because i don’t fuck with the white bullshit so imagine them diversely

renee notices that bella doesn’t have a lot of friends in phoenix

so she calls charlie and sets it up so that bella can have a change

at first bella’s not sure about leaving, but on her first day at forks high, she meets angela, lauren, and jessica who are very welcoming to her

yes lauren’s nice because i don’t like her toxicity

anyways they walk her to her class after lunch which is obviously biology

the only empty seat is next to none other than miss rosalie hale

i bet you though i was gonna say alice

anyways at first rosalie doesn’t get what the big deal is about this bella swan character, so she’s indignant and petty

when bella sits down next to rosalie and that’s when her scent hits her for the first time

instead of being a little pissbaby and fantasizing about ways to kill her, she calmly raises her hand and asks to be excused

she claims to feel sick and that she needs to go to the nurse where she then skips out and goes to her car

at this point i know you’re thinking “well what about emmett, hmmm?” and heres what i have to say to you

emmett is still a cullen, though rosalie had not seen a mate in him and edward was the one who save him

because “emmett had pure thoughts and couldn’t die”

anyways after rosalie gets excused from biology, she heads to the hospital and talks to carlisle

carlisle, having had a few slip ups of his own because the super self control storyline is bullshit, gives her the best advice he can

and that advice is to remember that she’s human and has her whole life ahead of her, knowing that rosalie would be sensitive to her mortality

she nods and goes home to confide in emmett who is her Himbo™️ and tells him about the cute new girl who smells really good

edward being the nosy and dramatic bitch he is reads their thoughts and finds her intriguing too

so the next day he goes and talks to bella and finds out that he can’t read her mind for whatever reason

this makes him all the more interested in her

bella, being the bisexual icon that she is, finds herself attracted to both rosalie and edward

skip ahead to port angeles and jessica decided “hey why not invite rosalie because no one ever does”

so rosalie is in port angeles when bella decides to head off to that bookstore

rosalie kindly stops her and asks if she can accompany her

because “you shouldn’t be out alone this late”

rosalie, having rarely been to port angeles, gets her and bella lost so they wander around the non-tourist part of the city

that’s when they run into the group of creepy guys whose names i can’t remember for the life of me

“not again”

rosalie doesn’t know what else to do, so she scoops bella up and runs her away from the men a bit too fast

bella gets confused as to how they got away so fast

they meet up with angela and jessica at bella italia and rosalie forces bella to go in and get food

while eating, bella obviously questions how they got away so fast

rosalie says “fuck it” and tells her about the family because she had already exposed too much

she would deal with edward and jasper later

our inquisitive queen bella has a million questions, all of which rosalie answers gracefully

bella asks rosalie out, forgetting about her attraction to edwierdo because they only talked the one time and he wasn’t that strange

they go home and the next day, bella goes for a walk through the neighborhood

jacob had been in town with his mom (because the wolves all coming from broken homes is, again, bullshit) and leah buying parts for the rabbit

jacob is older (prolly around 19 or 20) and is dating leah who, after getting over sam, decided to give love another try

jacob remembers bella better than he remembers her because he was four when she was little

so they get chatting after sarah sees her and makes jake pull over

and bella promises to go visit the reservation sometime soon

if you’re wondering whether or not bella know the legends, the answer is not

edward finds out that rosalie told bella about the family secret and gets angry, as one would, and tries to convince carlisle to let him kill bella

because he can’t read her thoughts and she knows to much, she could tell people without them even knowing

“she promised not to tell edward and i love her”

at that point, the potential love triangle dies because rosalie has been through hell and deserves to be happy

skip forward to the baseball game

rosalie is hesitant about bella being in the field, but alice convinced her that she’ll be okay

so when the nomads arrive, rosalie is justifiably upset with alice but not herself because she’s not as emo as edward

“you brought a snack”

alice just laughs, trying to deter them and nods before tossing the ball up in the air

“she’s actually got a trig test tomorrow so we have to wait until the weekend so she won’t fail”

emmett steps in front of her and rosalie so that they can make their escape

and since james had already fed and didn’t get the reaction he expected, he just lets it go

bella is happy that she didn’t have to hurt charlie and she wasn’t sure that she could even go back to phoenix should the tracker be after her

rosalie profusely apologizes for putting her in danger, but bella just shrugs it off

“so this weekend, huh?”

rosalie winks and unstraps the off-roading harness and walks her up to the door

she kisses her goodnight and goes home happy and unworried

[jensengirl83]

What Is And What Should Never Be-Chapter 2

Dean x reader

Word count-2743

Warnings-Angst, mentions of sex

Y/n was excited when she woke up this morning. Tonight was going to be her and Dean’s first real date. The thought has her giddy and the butterflies are back in her belly. They had been so busy with hunts since they agreed to start dating. She was not complaining. Being with Dean was enough for her but going out on a date was exciting. She jumped out of bed and threw on her pajama shorts. She always slept in nothing but a t-shirt and panties. That is one of the reasons they had decided to stay in their own rooms for now. Since they had agreed to take it slow sexually, that would just be a huge temptation for the two of them. No need to torture themselves. Grabbing her hair tie and putting her hair up in the usual messy bun, she headed to the kitchen for coffee.

“Morning guys.” Y/n says with a smile. An extra bounce in her step this morning. It did not go unnoticed.

“Morning sweetheart.” Dean is leaning against the counter by the coffee pot and gives her a peck on the lips as she reaches him.

“Morning Y/n. What has you so happy before your coffee?” Sam is looking at her and Dean, and eyebrow raised in question.

“Get your mind out of the gutter Sam. I’m just in a good mood.” She didn’t want to reveal how excited she was for tonight. Sam would not let her hear the end of it. He was like her brother and he teased her like one too.

“Uh huh sure.” Sam is laughing at the bitch face Dean and Y/n are giving him.

“If you must know Sammy, Y/n and I have decided to take the sex stuff slow. There is no need to rush anything.” Sam is laughing loud now. Dean and Y/n looking at each other like he has went nuts.

“Damn Y/n. You really have him wrapped if Dean is agreeing to no sex.” Y/n bites her lip trying to hide the smile trying to form. Dean is not finding it funny at all.

“Ha ha ha shut up Sam!” Dean says crossing his arms over his chest. The look on his face making Y/n laugh with Sam. She cannot help it.

“Really Y/n? You’re going to laugh at me now?” Dean is pouting. Sticking out his bottom lip, giving Y/n an idea. She gets up on her toes and grabs his lip between her teeth. Pulling a moan from Dean.

“Come on Y/n!” Sam is groaning. Y/n pulls away and starts to laugh uncontrollably. Getting the reaction she expected from both boys. In the middle of her laughing, Dean has his arms around her, spinning her around and locking his lips to hers. He reaches to pull her leg up around his hip, thrusting forward just enough to make her eyes roll back. He pulls away with a laugh leaving Y/n to pout now.

“Not fun is it sweetheart?” Dean asks with his lip curled up in that little half smile she loves so much.

“Guys please do not make me lose my appetite!” The sexual tension forgotten for a moment as they both laugh at Sam. Y/n makes herself a bowl of cereal and sits in her seat at the table. Dean comes to join her with a bowl of his own cereal.

“Still wanting to go out tonight Y/n?” Dean asks as he shoves a spoonful of cereal in his mouth.

“Of course I do.” Dean winks at her and she smiles up at him. His eyes an exceptionally bright shade of green this morning.

“Good. I have everything planned out. All you have to worry about is getting your pretty little self ready to go later.” Dean really hopes she likes what he has planned. It has been a long time since he has taken anyone on what you would call a date.

“What are we doing?” Y/n asks casually hoping he will slip and tell her what his plans are.

“Nice try darlin’. All I am going to say is to dress nice.” Y/n is a little nervous now. She has never been one to dress fancy.

“Ok Dean.” She smiles at him hoping he does not sense her nervousness now. He does not say anything and goes back to his breakfast. She begins to eat and think of what in the world she is going to wear.

Out of the shower and standing in only a towel, Y/n is staring at her closet. She does not have very many nice clothes. Other than her fed suit skirt, there is no need for much else. She digs in the back hoping to find something. She remembers that she had bought a cute sundress a few months back. Thinking that summer was coming, and she could wear it on a supply run or something one day. She dug into the bag in her closet that she had left he dress in, thanking Chuck she had bought a cute pair of sandals to go with it. Laying them on the bed she goes to finish her makeup and work on her hair.

An hour later and she is ready to go. Looking at herself in the mirror impressed at how she looks. Her hair is in a French braid with a few hairs loose framing her face. Her makeup light and done in neutral tones. The dress is laying on her frame very nicely. A pale yellow with small pastel pink and blue roses on it. The straps fitting tight to her shoulders and down to her breasts. The fabric starting to flow loose right beneath them. A knock on the door making her jump. She turns to see Dean walking in the door.

“Y/n you look absolutely stunning.” Dean says. His voice barely above a whisper. He has always thought she was beautiful, but tonight she is breathtaking. Her face is starting to blush, and he smiles at how they can still do that to each other.

“You look pretty good yourself Dean.” He is wearing a light blue button up. It matches the roses on her dress. His pair of nicest jeans hugging his hips and down those sexy bowlegs.

“I do not compare to you sweetheart.” Dean says leaning down to place a kiss to her forehead. “Ready to go my dear?”

“Ready to go.” She smiles taking his arm he has held out for her.

Y/n was pleasantly surprised. He had made reservations at the nicest place in town. She told him that he did not have to spend this much, but he said that he wanted their first date be one to remember. Boy was it going to be.

Arriving to the restaurant and parking, Dean being the gentleman he is, walked around to open her car door for her. He stuck his hand out for her to take and help her out. He must have not judged his strength, pulling too hard, causing her head to hit the frame of the car.

“Oh God sweetheart I am so sorry!” Dean is mortified. What a great way to start a date.

“It’s ok Dean. I will be fine.” Y/n smiles at him. Not letting him know that it hurt like hell.

He links his fingers with hers as they make their way to the door. Dean steps ahead to open the door making sure not to hit her with that too. She enters the restaurant with Dean right behind her. The place is beautiful. The lights are turned down low, nice tablecloths covering the tables, with low hanging lights above each one. The wall by the door has historic pictures of Lebanon everywhere. Y/n is looking through the photographs as Dean walks to the hostess to be seated. She has her back to them when he walks up.

“Reservation for Winchester.” Dean says glancing back at Y/n. She has turned to look at him with a smile. The hostess turns around and her jaw drops.

“Dean? Wow! How have you been? I have been hoping to run into again since that night we had last year.” She winks at him and Dean tenses all over. Fuck! What is going on with his luck tonight? He brings Y/n out and the hostess is one of his old hook ups. He can feel the tension in the air. Y/n’s smile is gone but she isn’t saying anything.

“Hi Lauren. This is my girlfriend Y/n.” Dean reaches back to pull Y/n to his side. Hoping that she won’t try to kill him later.

“Oh. Hi Y/n. Let me get you to your table.” Lauren turns to walk them to their table. A noticeable look of jealousy on her face.

“Here you go. Your waiter will be here in a minute.” She walks away with a huff. Dean is ready to hide under a rock. This has been a disaster so far. He pulls Y/n’s seat out for her as she sits down. He sits down across from her. Almost afraid to look up and see her face.

“That was interesting.” Y/n says. A blank expression on her face.

“I am so sorry Y/n. I had no idea…” Y/n chuckles and he stops mid-sentence.

“It is fine Dean. You had no way of knowing. Let’s enjoy our dinner ok?” How did he get such a good woman?

“Sounds good to me sweetheart.” Dean lets out his breath. He was so worried she was going to be pissed.

The waiter shows up to take their drink orders. Dean orders them two waters and a bottle of wine. Dean isn’t much of a wine drinker but isn’t that what you do on a fancy date? They make small talk as they wait for their drinks and look over the menu. The waiter is back with the water and wine placing them on the table. He tells them he will give them a few more minutes with the menus and will be back to check on them. Dean pours them both a glass of wine setting the bottle back on the table. As he is reaching Y/n her glass, he accidentally bumps the wine bottle. Of course, it falls over pouring all in Y/n’s lap. She jumps up and trips on her chair landing on her butt. Dean is up and over to her helping her back up.

“Y/n again I am so sorry! I do not know what is wrong with me tonight.” They are wiping at her dress trying to get what wine they could off it.

“Dean, stop apologizing, let’s just order our food.” Y/n isn’t mad at Dean, but she can’t help but to think this night is not going very well.

They sit down to order their food. Dean ordering a steak and Y/n a shrimp pasta. They enjoy their dinner. Talking and laughing at how it their night had started. The rest of the dinner had gone without another incident.

“Want to go get dessert when we leave here?” Dean asks Y/n as they are boxing their leftovers.

“Sure, what do you have in mind?”

“I seen a small ice cream shop right up the road. Want to take a walk with me and get some?” Dean is hoping he can end the night better than it started.

“Lead the way Winchester.” Dean stands to pull out her chair and take her hand. Walking her out of the restaurant and down the street towards the shop. Dean’s mind was beginning to wander as they walked hand in hand. She was one hell of a woman. He does not know any other woman who would have stayed on a date like the one they just had. It was almost a complete disaster.

“Here we are.” Dean says walking her up to the door, walking in and going to the counter to order. “Order what you want darlin’.”

Y/n is looking up at the menu on the wall when she notices Dean walking away. She looks over and sees what has caught his attention. They have a pie case at the end of the counter. No doubt what Dean is getting now. She turns to look back at the menu. She is torn between a milkshake or a chocolate cone. Choosing to get the cone. She can eat it as they walk back to baby. Dean is back by her side with a big smile plastered on his face.

“They have pie sweetheart!” She laughs at his excitement.

“I would like a chocolate cone please.” She tells the lady behind the counter. Dean of course ordering a slice of cherry pie. They are handed their desserts and Dean pays. They thank her and head back out to the sidewalk. Y/n is making her way back to the impala when Dean calls for her. She turns around, not realizing he is so close, and shoves her ice cream into his chest. Dean throws his head back in frustration and growls. Y/n is apologizing over and over. Her not wanting him to be upset with her. Dean sees the look on her face and feels horrible. He isn’t mad at her.

“Y/n honey, I am not mad at you. I am aggravated our date has been such a mess. I wanted it to be perfect for you.” Dean has the look of a kicked puppy. Y/n feels so bad for him.

“Dean, it has been something, that is for sure. You said that you wanted a first date we wouldn’t forget. Well I can promise you I will never forget this one.” She laughs as he sighs. He finally smiles and laughs with her.

“This one will definitely be a hard one to forget.”

Back at the bunker later that night, Y/n steps out of the shower. Throwing on one of Dean’s t-shirts and her pajama pants. She makes her way to the library to tell the boys good night. As she gets closer, she can hear them talking about their date. She can tell Dean is upset about it. Sure, it didn’t go as planned but she was with Dean. That is what mattered to her most.

“Hello boys.” She says in her best imitation of Crowley. Sam bursting into laughter and Dean looking at her like she has grown a second head.

“I didn’t know your voice could go that low sweetheart.” Dean looks a little shocked.

“There are still a lot of things you do not know about me Winchester.” She says with a wink as she walks over to sit in Dean’s lap. He instantly wraps his arms around her, pulling her to his chest.

“And what might those things be darlin’?” His voice low and raspy. Sending chills down her spine and heat to her core.

“Ok! That’s enough you two.” Sam’s voice making her sit up. Dean is laughing at her.

“Problem Y/n?” Dean smirks as she scowls at him.

“Two can play this game Winchester.” She whispers in her ear as seductively as she can, grinding her hips just a little. Y/n can feel Dean shiver and little Dean reacting as well. Dean grabs her face to bring her in for a kiss, but accidentally pulling her nose into his chin. The impact making them both cry out. Y/n jumps up grabbing her nose. The blood starting to flow.

“Fucking hell!” Dean yells as he runs to grab Y/n something for her nose.

“I’m ok Dean. My nose bleeds very easily. It isn’t that bad.” Y/n is trying to reassure him.

“I would swear you guys made a wish in another cursed wishing well.” Sam says with a light chuckle.

“This is not funny Sammy! This night has been one damn thing after another!” Dean is running his hands through his hair in frustration.

“Dean baby, it is just a bad day. We will go on another date. Calm down.” She leans to place a kiss to his lips. His muscles are already relaxing. She has that effect on him. He pulls her back into his lap to lay her head on his shoulder.

“It would seem like the fates have it out for you two.” Sam says going to the kitchen to get an ice pack for Y/n’s nose. Dean and Y/n look at each other, eyes wide. Could there be something trying to mess with them?

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