#and ofc wai loves pa with all of his heart and would never ever hurt her

[airenyah]

you know how pat and wai can't stand each other at first but ultimately end up friends through pat's relationship with pran? and like, esp in ep12 and the our skyy special we can see that they do genuinely like each other

well, i'd like to think that while they are genuinely friends... i'd like to think that they have a little joking hostility going on once wai and pa start dating. not in the way they couldn't stand each other pre pat getting shot, but in a protecitve older brother vs boyfriend kind of way. where pat will be all "don't you DARE hurt my little sister", you know?

[keanureevesisbae]

The alluring charm of Henry Cavill - Chapter 6

Summary: After their first kiss, Adelaide and Henry prepare for their final challenge. 

Henry Cavill x Adelaide Park (ofc)

Wordcount: 3.3k 

Warnings: None

Masterlist // Previous chapter //

Henry really needs to think this through.

He meant every single word that he said yesterday to Adelaide, he truly does. He is falling in love with Adelaide and he is falling way too hard. He doesn’t even care about the stupid part of the show anymore, he just wants to get to know her. Right now and even after the show, he only wants to be around her.

However, he also meant the other thing he said to her: she can go home if she feels like that’s for the best. But deep down he doesn’t want her to go.

Not yet.

That entire afternoon they spend kissing, like they were two teenagers. However, by the time they had to go home, it was hard for him to focus and bounce back to their routine they had before their first kiss.

Should or shouldn’t he wrap his arm around her shoulders, push that strand of hair out of her face or use his thumb to wipe away the bits of food of her cheek?

During the night however, those doubts disappeared like snow in the sun. The whole world saw how they slept together after the haunted house incident, why should they stop? While Adelaide was asleep, he would just stare at her, without her looking away as she would turn into a blushing mess.

He never expected her to be like the pro she is, but then he realizes: while she has never been in a relationship before, this woman is the queen of romantic comedies and the one that she starred in, were all pretty healthy relationships, compared to other movies. She knows what she deserves, even more so than he can offer.

Adelaide Park stole his heart and from the looks of it, she has no intentions on ever giving it back, something that he doesn’t mind at all.

Over the course of a few days, they do some challenges and somehow they manage to do pretty okay. For the YouTube page of the Celebrity Project, they even did a segment on how to cook some Korean dishes and the comments underneath that clip were all about the same thing.

Their chemistry.

While they are second place now (the Biebers are behind them and Charlie and Jennifer are way ahead of them), they are the fan favorites and Adelaide continues to impress everyone watching.

Tomorrow they are going on a little camping trip, as part of their final challenge. After that, it’ll all be over. No more camera’s, no more stupid challenges (meaning never eating fried tarantulas anymore) and it’s only him and her together, getting to know one another even better. He even thought about maybe auditioning for her upcoming movie. Playing alongside her, that’s all he wants.

It is hard on Henry, not to kiss her every time he gets the chance. He looks at her as she is making breakfast for them, but his phone rings, disturbing their little moment. He sees it’s his agent Richard and he places his hand on the small of her back. ‘You need me for something?’ he asks.

She looks up and shakes her head. ‘No, please, take it,’ she says. ‘I can manage.’ He earns himself a beautiful smile from Adelaide.

After he excused himself, he walks outside, away from the camera’s. ‘Yes, what do you want?’

‘You are not responding to my texts,’ Richard informs him.

‘I have been busy.’

‘With Adelaide?’

‘What is that supposed to mean?’ Henry asks him annoyed. He really hasn’t got time for this, especially not when he can make breakfast with Adelaide, as part of their morning routine.

‘You’re losing, Henry. You know what that means, right?’ The asshole answers his own rhetorical question. ‘You’re not getting James Bond.’

He doesn’t care about James Bond anymore. But he doesn’t want to come across as a simp. ‘We’re not too far behind. I’ll get her to man up, so we can win this.’ It hurts him to say something like this. He doesn’t want Adelaide to man up. He wants her to stay exactly the way she is.

‘Are you sure?’ Richard asks and he can even hear the cockiness and arrogance in his agent’s voice. ‘Because from the looks of it, she is continuing dragging you down.’

That is not the fucking case. ‘We’ll manage.’

‘And I never knew you were such a good actor. I almost believe you care about her.’

‘Maybe after this I’ll get even more jobs.’ Henry doesn’t mean it and even saying it out loud, pains him. He looks over his shoulder, to see Adelaide placing everything on the table outside. ‘I’ve got to go.’ Without waiting for Richard to answer, he hangs up.

This idiot is making him furious from the inside, completely ruining his good mood. The only thing he wants is to spend his day with Adelaide, without distractions. But when he sits down with her, all his annoyance has disappeared. ‘Just in time,’ she says with a smile.

Normally he would sit across from her, but today he sits right next to her, as they watch over the garden, seeing the birds fly from tree to tree, a stray cat wandering around the yard. ‘What’s the plan for today?’ he asks, as he grabs a cracker from the plate.

‘I think we have… pre… per… pre-pa-ra-tion time for the the final challenge tomorrow.’ She looks a bit annoyed, for her tumbling over her words.

‘Addy,’ he says in a soft voice, causing her to look up. ‘It’s okay, remember that. You are with me.’ He can’t help but push a strand of hair out of her face and as he is doing that, he knows this is what fans comment about, if this shot makes it into the episode. He actually quite enjoys the fact that they are the fan favorites now.

‘Sorry,’ she whispers.

He decides not to continue this conversation, because he knows that it annoys her and makes her insecure. ‘We could go into town, buy some things.’

She nods. ‘Of course. Sounds like fun.’

‘And maybe you and I could go for a swim later this evening.’

‘Why?’

‘That’s fun,’ he chuckles. ‘Maybe you can finally swim by yourself. Just a little bit.’

Adelaide simply smiles at him, before taking a bite of her cracker. ‘Maybe.’ She lets out a sigh, placing her head against his bicep. Despite them wanting to keep whatever they have a bit of a secret, he loves this moment and doesn’t care about the camera’s picking this up. He doesn’t care about eventual comments from the fans. The only thing he cares about is that she feels safe enough to let her guard down around him and be vulnerable like this.  

He places his hand on her leg. ‘I saw there is a nice little cafe, maybe we can have something to drink there.’

She nods. ‘Of course.’

They finish up their breakfast and she quickly tells him that she is going to put on some make-up. He doesn’t think that she needs that, but he simply stares after her. When she’s out of his sight, he lets out a deep, slightly frustrated sigh that he had been holding in for a while now.

Richard is really annoying the shit out of him. He means, of course he wasn’t too excited about working with Adelaide in the first place, but that was before he got to know her. That was before she looked at him with those eyes of her, that hid so much, but on the other hand told him a lot. That was before he felt her body against his. That was before she sat on his lap and kissed him.

That afternoon he was falling for her a little more with every kiss that they shared. It just clicked, it matched perfectly. Her petite frame fits right in his arms, like they were made for one another. He loved feeling her soft skin underneath his fingers.

‘Ready?’ Adelaide asks, when she walks back in. She is wearing a blush pink dress, that is pretty tight fitting. He bites his lip as he tries not to gawk at her and nods. She grabs her purse and he holds out his hand. ‘What is it?’

‘Give me your purse,’ he says with a smile. ‘Come on.’

Adelaide rolls her eyes and reluctantly hands him her purse. ‘Looks good on you,’ she chuckles. When they closed the door behind them, they decide not to take the car, but to walk instead. He holds out his arm for her to take. Her hand rests on his under arm, her finger nails grazing over his skin.

Henry can see them walking around like this in the future, her as his girlfriend and he wouldn’t be complaining about that at all.

◎ ◎ ◎

They have bought a few items, like clothing and first aid kit, and now they are actually in a pretty fancy store, because Henry saw something in the window, that he really wants Adelaide to try on. He grabs the dress and a pair of heels that would match. ‘Try this on,’ Henry says to her.

She frowns. ‘Why?’

‘Just to humor me. Pretty please.’

Adelaide simply rolls her eyes, but does walk into the changing room. He hears her softly hum as she gets changed and the camera’s are spread over the store, capturing every moment. ‘You done?’ he asks.

‘Almost,’ she says. ‘But you can open the curtain. Maybe you can even help me zip up.’

He would love that. With the upmost discretion, he opens the curtain, making sure the camera’s can’t pick up on them. ‘Give me kiss,’ he mouths.

‘Why?’ she soundlessly whispers back,

‘Just do it,’ he says without making noise.

She steps into the heels, before leaning in to give him a soft kiss. Her plump and soft lips against his, nearly makes him hum in content. He wishes this moment could last forever, but it’s Adelaide that pulls him back into the real world. ‘Zip me up,’ she tells him, as she turns around.

He zips her up, glancing at her body and with a certain elegance and grace, Adelaide steps out of the changing room, twirling in front of the mirror.

‘You look beautiful,’ he says and quickly closes his mouth, because there is so much he wants to say to her. This tight black dress, shows off all her features that she should flaunt a lot more. The deep neckline, her exposed back and the way it hugs all her curves…

‘You like it?’

‘I don’t just like it, I love it,’ he admits, leaning with his shoulder against the wall.

‘Why did you want me to wear them, mister Cavill?’ she asks him, walking up to him, stopping right in front of him.

‘Just because,’ he mumbles.

‘That’s not a good enough reasoning for me.’

He wonders what it would be like to have an honest to God relationship with the lovely Adelaide Park. She teases him a lot, she uses him as a personal pillow and seems to enjoy his presence. Henry would love it to do this a lot more often: take her out shopping. It doesn’t have to be extravagant like this, even a domestic run through the grocery store would suffice.

Adelaide’s hand grazes over his chest and he quickly places his on hers. ‘I just figured it would look beautiful on you and I was totally right.’

He can see it, she is lost in his eyes for a few seconds. She visibly shakes herself out of her thoughts, before simply rolling her eyes—defense mechanism, pretending that she doesn’t care about his words, it’s adorable, really—and stepping back into the changing room. ‘Addy, give me the heels and dress.’

‘Why?’ he hears from behind the curtain.

‘Because I’m going to buy them for you.’

‘I thought you were my partner, not my sugar daddy.’ She pulls the curtain aside and she is wearing her own dress again, while she is slipping on her own shoes again. ‘You don’t have to.’

‘I do,’ he tells her. ‘Please, let me buy this for you.’

‘It’s expensive,’ Adelaide retorts.

‘Doesn’t matter. I have not one, but two cards with me: think I will be fine.’ He takes the black dress and the heels with him and walks over to the counter, to pay for them.

Henry insists on carrying all the bags for her and when they arrive at the cafe, she slides next to him on the bench, so they can look at the pedestrians walking by. She sits so close to him, that he is afraid that she can hear his raising heartbeat.

‘You look forward to camping with me?’ she asks.

‘I look forward to do anything with you,’ he chuckles, causing her to blush. ‘You’ve ever been camping before?’

That is such a stupid question, he thinks to himself. Probably not, since she told him about her family situation.

She simply shakes her head and from the looks of it, she’s not bothered by his question. ‘You?’

‘As a kid, yeah. But I mostly just followed my dad.’

‘More experience than me,’ she chuckles. She takes a sip of her cappuccino and says: ‘Just have to tell you, that I don’t really like night time.’

‘Why not?’

‘It’s dark,’ Adelaide tells him. ‘And I might be a little bit afraid in the dark, if you hadn’t noticed that already with the haunted house.’

Henry chuckles. ‘A little bit, but don’t you worry about a thing. I’m going to be right there with you. Besides,’ he says, ‘I don’t care about winning.’

‘Sure you do.’

He shakes his head. ‘No, I don’t and don’t fight me on that,’ he jokes, pinching her cheek.

◎ ◎ ◎

‘Henry, could you come in here?’

Adelaide’s voice is coming from the bathroom and he stops in front of the closed door. ‘What’s wrong?’ he asks, worry running through his veins.

‘There is a spider here and I want you to kill it.’

That’s actually quite the relief and it causes Henry to smile. He opens the door, only to discover that she is simply leaning against the wall. Adelaide places her finger on her lips and gestures to close the door. The door clicks shut behind him and she walks over to him. ‘What are you—’ He can’t finish his sentence, because she plants her lips on his, wrapping her arms around his neck. Henry melts against her body, placing his hands on her waist and chuckles. ‘Never knew you could be this sneaky, Addy.’ He lifts her on the counter and gives her another kiss. ‘I missed your lips.’

‘I missed yours too,’ she whispers. ‘I fear that this is because it’s all new and exciting, but I really can’t stop kissing you.’

He never expected her to be this bold, but he also feels like she has been holding back all along. The world is seeing one version of Adelaide Park, while there is an even more complicated one hidden behind a large wall, that she build over the years.

‘I can’t stop either,’ he confesses, leaning in to kiss her again.

She tilts her head when he lets go of her, her thumbs slowly caressing his cheeks. ‘Henry,’ she whispers, ‘I’m worried for tomorrow.’

‘Why is that?’

She simply shrugs. ‘I’m just afraid that I’m going to let you down.’

Richards words flash through his mind for a single second. ‘Don’t be. I don’t care about winning anymore, especially because I won the greatest prize already.’ He buries his face in her nape, to press a delicate kiss on her skin. ‘We’ll see how it goes, okay? But remember, you and I are together every single minute. I’m not leaving you alone, because I know that is what you are worried about.’

Adelaide nods, as she looks a bit caught. ‘Pinky promise?’

He holds out his pink, hooking it behind hers. ‘Pinky promise,’ he whispers, pressing a kiss on her fingers.

‘Now get out, I need to get ready for our swimming session.’ With a wide grin, she pushes him out of the bathroom and he can’t help but laugh. A blush is set on his cheeks and he grabs his own swimming trunks. Adelaide walks out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around her and a huge smile on her face.

After he changed into the blue shorts, he walks out of the cottage, towards the pool. Adelaide is already sitting on the edge, her back as straight as a ruler and he sits next to her. ‘Ready?’ he asks.

‘I am.’

He gets in the cold water and places his hands in the dips of her waist. Henry enjoys these swimming moments they share together. Her body is always so close to his and the evening sun making her like an ethereal goddess. It’s such an honor that she trusts him this much. Nowadays they don’t stay near the edge, they actually go a bit more to the middle, so she has more room to move.

Just like usual, she hisses as she hits the water and wraps her arms tightly around his shoulders. She wraps her legs around his hips and that is the first time she actually does this. Not that he is complaining at all.

It’s just that he keeps thinking to himself that he is not a teenager anymore and this shouldn’t make him this excited.

Adelaide manages to actually sort of swim, but he keeps his hand on her stomach, making sure she keeps floating. ‘Don’t let go of me,’ she tells him.

‘I wouldn’t dare.’

She reaches the edge, placing her underarms on it. A chuckle of disbelieve leaves her lips. ‘I sort of did it myself.’

‘I’m so proud of you,’ he says with a smile, standing right next to her. He know he shouldn’t be this obvious, but he can’t stop himself. He places his thick arm right next to hers, his hand covering hers. His other hand is still hidden underwater, but his heavy hand is firmly on her back.

Adelaide looks up and it looks like she doesn’t care about hiding anymore. She leans against his chest, her hot breath and lips against his skin. ‘Thank you,’ she whispers.

It takes him all of his willpower not to lean in and kiss her, because the temptation is nearly killing him. He kissed her a few times today, however it’s not enough. He can’t stop thinking about her, about kissing her non stop and getting to know her even more. Maybe it’s because it’s all new and exciting.

Adelaide starts to shiver a bit and he presses his forehead against her temple. ‘Let’s get out of the pool. It’s becoming colder.’

He gets out and grabs her towel, holding it out her for her, wrapping her up in her large towel. He doesn’t want to let her go, but he keeps thinking to himself that in a matter of a few days, she is all his and the camera’s are finally out.

Adelaide takes a quick hot shower and walks over to the bed all dressed in her pajamas. He quickly gets himself ready, before he steps in the bed with her. He shuts out the lights, wrapping his arm around her upper body, as he presses his chest against her back. ‘Sleep tight,’ he whispers, burying his face in the back of her neck.

‘Good night,’ she says, holding his hand tightly in hers.

It doesn’t take long before he feels her asleep. He doesn’t know how she does it, but she always falls asleep pretty quickly and he has spend enough nights next to her to hear the change of her breathing. She twists and turns in his arms, like she usually does. Adelaide turns around and wraps her arm and leg around him and her face in the crook of his neck. He simply holds her body closely to his, as he feels her lips against his skin.

Henry’s fingers run through her hair and carefully presses a kiss on top of her head. He doesn’t care about winning anymore.

The one thing he cares about, is Adelaide Park.

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[holylulusworld]

I don't wanna love somebody else (3)

Request: Was thinking something angsty with Sebastian Stan & reader. His friend maybe tells him that she's not nice & is behind his fame & money so she's acting all nice. Once when she's talking abt someone else Seb thinks she's actually talking abt him. He acts cold towards her & throws her out on her b'day. He insults her in front of everyone & tells everyone how bad she is. She leaves the country & changes all the contacts. Seb sees her after 2yrs, with his child. Idk a happy ending??? 

This part got inspired by A Great Big World’s ‘I don't wanna love somebody else

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader, Chris Evans x Reader (platonic), OFC Matteo Christopher, OFC Loretta

Warnings: angst, sad reader, mentions of heartbreak/break-up, arguments, daddy!Sebastian

You love me not masterlist

Sebastian is pacing around Chris’s apartment. Glancing at his best friend, trying to convince him to give him your addressee or at least your phone number.

“Please, Chris.” Moving his hand over his face Sebastian sighs. “I only want to talk to her. It’s been over a week and she didn’t allow me to see my son, please.”

“Seb, I always respected your privacy, never even tried to get involved with your decisions. Only one time I tried to make you change your mind, the night Y/N gave birth to your son. I called you, told you she’s in the hospital, asking for you.” Chris is clearing his throat at the memory of you lie on the hospital bed, waiting for Sebastian to come.

“I thought she has a broken leg or something…” Sebastian whispers, feeling more guilt well up. “I didn’t know…”

“Sebastian, you hung up the phone before I could explain the situation. I tried to reach you again and you refused all my calls that night. What if she would’ve had an accident and was close to dying?” Now Sebastian’s eyes widen, and he let the tears fall.

“I…”

“Exactly! You wouldn’t have cared at all, Seb, too busy believing this lying bitch of a best friend. I tried to make you see your mistake, Y/N tried, hell even your parents tried to make you call her. They still can’t believe you treated her that badly.” Chris is glancing at his phone the moment Sebastian’s eyes land on it.

In a split-second he grabs Chris’s phone running out of the apartment to dial your number. He’s a panting mess but the sound of your voice let Sebastian’s heart flutter.

“Chris, is something wrong? I’m at the playground Matteo loves so much, you know, close to my house. Do you want to come around?” Not knowing what to do, Sebastian wants to imitate Chris's voice, but this would be wrong, and he clears his throat.

“Please don’t hang up, I stole Chris’s phone to hear your voice.” Sniffling Sebastian walks backward seeing Chris approach, angrily clenching his jaw. “I swear Chris will hit me right now. He had nothing to do with this.”

“Seb, please stop trying to get close to me. We are over for two years. This was your decision, not mine. I only try to live with the consequences of your actions. Find someone new to love…if you ever loved me at all…”

You end the phone call and Sebastian glances at the phone he stole from his friend, not knowing how to change your mind.

“Sebastian Stan give me back my phone! How old are you, dude? I swear if you hurt her…” Chris is angrily stalking toward his friend, shaking his head. “Give her some time!”

“She said I shall find someone new to love, if I ever loved her.” Sitting onto the sidewalk, looking at the phone in his hands Sebastian recalls the day he kicked you out of his life.

“I don't wanna love somebody else, Chris.” Sitting next to his friend Chris takes his phone out of Sebastian’s hands. “I don’t know if I’m the right one to give you advice. You are my best friend, but Y/N is my friend too. She’s been through too much over the last two years. I can’t let you hurt her again or force your way back into her life.”

“I know…”

“If you are honest about your intentions and if you still love this wonderful, smart and caring woman, you have to be patient and selfless this time. Give her time, only take what she offers and maybe you can have another chance, if not…” Chris sighs, squeezing his friend's shoulder. “You have to leave her alone.”

----

“That’s great, baby boy.” You try to fake a smile watching your son building a castle of sand with Loretta. She came around to help you over the last week as you were a mess once again. 

Seeing Sarah, hearing the insults and hurtful words made you vulnerable. The worst is, you always hear your son calling Sebastian ‘dadda’ and it breaks your heart.

Then he calls you this morning and the knots you thought left your stomach are back once again. You can’t let this man back into your life but maybe your son deserves to get to know his father.

“Loretta? Your brother is a lawyer, right?”

“Si, one of the best. He studied at Harvard and works in New York.” Loretta is more than proud of her little brother, you can see it all over her face. “Why, Bella?”

“I need to know everything about custody, shared custody and the rights of a father. Sebastian has way more money and I don’t want to lose my baby if he wants sole custody…” Loretta’s eyes round, before she picks your son up. “Bella, I don’t think he will do so. I guess he only wants to get to know this little boy…”

“Do you think I should allow Sebastian to see his son? Matteo called him ‘daddy’ last week. I’m so confused and got no clue what to do know. I can’t forgive him for what he did, but my heart still wants to reach out for him…” Sniffling you take your son out of Loretta’s arms.

“The heart wants, what the heart wants, Bella. We can’t always agree with our stupid hearts.” Nodding you look at your son smiling up at you.

“Find a nice Italian man! They are hot men, strong men with strong hands…” Loretta swoons and you chuckle at her words.

Oh, I built a world around you

Oh, you had me in a dream,

I lived in every word you said

The stars had aligned

I thought that I found you

And I don't wanna love somebody else

“Can you call your brother and ask him to send me all the information I need? I want to be prepared, just in case…”

----

Another week later Sebastian tries to leave the set when he bumps into one of the PAs, looking for him. “Mr. Stan, I’m sorry to disturb you but I got a letter for you.”

“Thank you.” Glancing at the letter Sebastian’s hands start trembling, that’s your signature. Heart beating a mile in a minute he rips the envelope open, there are only a few words written on the scented stationery.

We need to talk about Matteo, meet me at this place… That’s all Sebastian can read before he starts shaking. His vision is clouded by tears as he runs toward Chris standing in front of his trailer.

“She sends me a letter…” Voice raspy Sebastian hands his friend the letter but Chris doesn’t need to read it. You already talked about your plans. “I know, Seb. Y/N asked me for advice. I suggest you have a shower before you talk to her, you reek…”

“Okay…yeah…you’re right…”

Oh, I shouldn't go on hoping

Oh, that you will change your mind

And one day we could start again

----

Nervously glancing at the flower he bought Sebastian knocks at your door. The moment you let him into your house his heart begins to race. Your hair is in a messy bun, you are wearing sweatpants and an old shirt, but you are the most beautiful thing he ever saw.

“These are for you…” He manages to choke out as you lead him into your living room, pointing toward some papers.

“I want to talk about custody, Sebastian. I asked a lawyer for advice and want you to sign some papers.” Sebastian’s face falls, as he sits onto your couch, nodding.

“Okay…”

“I will have sole custody for Matteo, and you will agree to these terms but…” Taking a deep breath you place a picture of your son onto the table. “I will allow you to see him. My job here is almost done. I got a better job offer in the States and will move back…”

“I sign everything you want me to if I can see my son…” Sebastian’s hands are shaking as he blindly grabs the papers to sign them. 

“You should ask a lawyer first, Seb. I don’t want to defraud you.” Glancing at Sebastian you shake your head when he signs the papers without thinking twice. 

“I know you won’t do such a thing, Y/N. I learned from my mistakes. Can I…” Clearing his throat he looks around your house. “See him, please. Only for a minute…”

“You can stay till dinner, then you must leave. Matteo needs to sleep early; he woke up in the middle of the night.” Walking out of the living room you show Sebastian your son’s room. “His room is at the last one on the right, next to my bedroom.”

“I can go in alone?” Searching your face Sebastian gulps hard seeing the hesitation in your eyes. This is hard for you and he doesn’t want to make it harder. “Or do you rather come with me? I mean…uh…you’re his mommy.”

“Okay…”

----

“Look at my big boy! Did you grow over the last week?” Matteo is showing his father the dog he got from him. “You like the dog?”

“He won’t let it go. Slept with it over the last week, even refused to let it go during lunch and got it dirty. I couldn’t wash it as my son decided to cry every time I tried to get hold of the dirty plushie.”

Sebastian can’t hold back the smile at the sight of his son playing with the dog he gave him. Matteo is squealing, walking toward his father to place the toy in his hands. Your breath hitches in your throat as not even you could take the plushie out of your son’s hands.

Watching your son playing with his father, squealing you know that this was the right decision, even if it breaks your heart being close to Sebastian your son needs his father.

“Y/N, can we talk later?” Sebastian asks hopefully glancing at you. Your heart wants to race but you press your hand onto your chest, taking deep breaths. “About Matteo…?”

“About us…” His blue eyes search your face as you refuse to look at him. “No. There is no us, Seb and there will never be an us again. You made me leave and this is how it ended. I will allow you to see, Matteo Christopher, nothing else…”

“Please…”

“Do you know how hard this is for me, Seb? Do you have the slightest idea of how it breaks me inside to see YOU next to the son you abandoned along with me? I can or rather I don’t want to talk about us as this is in the past.” Sebastian nods, remembering the advice Chris gave him.

“I’m sorry for asking.”

----

Watching your son sleep you look at the floor, picking up the dirty plushie. Next to it lies a piece of paper and your necklace. Sebastian must have let someone repair it. 

Your eyes fill with tears at the single line he wrote onto the paper: I don't wanna love somebody else.

Well I don't care if loneliness kills me

I don't wanna love somebody else

Oh, I thought that I could change you

Oh, I thought that we would be the greatest story that I tell

I know that it's time to tell you it's over

But I don't wanna love somebody else

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[tiredbiostudent]

Hi! Could you maybe recommend some music, I keep listening to the same three songs and would love to find something new, doesn't have to be a specific genre. Also, you're blog is wonderful!

omg this is so sweet my heart is 🥺 rn but also, idk how much I can help because I also genuinely will listen to one song for an entire week straight and haven’t had a ton of time to find new music lately! but here’s some genre breakdowns of artists I love and some songs by them, or just individual tunes:

[edit: sorry this got insanely long!! I can maybe link spotify playlists if I ever get around to making some ‘:) but tl;dr my fave artists are frank ocean, sigrid, hozier, ben howard, cezinando, khalid, childish gambino, nas, lorde, the lumineers, rhcp, girl in red and travis scott]

1. guitar/rock indie-arcade fire: neighbourhood #3, the well and the lighthouse, we exist, afterlife, the suburbs, ready to start, SUBURBAN WAR!! (listen to the entire suburbs album if you want to feel rlly nostalgic about ur childhood)-ben howard (my favourite artist ever, I saw him live and it was phenomenal): rivers in your mouth, time is dancing, I forget where we were, only love, black flies, oats in the water, she treats me well, towing the line, follaton wood-rhcp (long time fave): under the bridge, by the way, californiacation, scar tissue, otherside, goodbye angels, dani California, snow (hey oh), tell me baby-city and colour (another old fave who I’ve also seen live and is amazing!! if you like hozier and the lumineers you’d like him, a bit of a less intense sound though): sleeping sickness, what makes a man, waiting…, constant knot, the golden state, killing time, wasted love, runaway, map of the world, blood, the grand optimist :’), northern wind, hello I’m in delaware-the scientist by coldplay.. if u haven’t been emo about this song since 2003 wyd-haven’t listened to her in forever but cosmic love by florence + the machine >>-girl in red (her music is great but her LYRICS r literally my soul): i wanna be your girlfriend, summer depression, i need to be alone, 4am, girls, say anything, bad idea, i’ll die anyway, we fell in love in october-harry styles: adore you, fine line, golden, sunflower vol. 6, sweet creature, lights up, to be so lonely, sign of the times, HIS COVER OF ULTRALIGHT BEAM-hozier (ANOTHER fave, fucking insane live too. sir ily): work song, in the woods somewhere, sedated, cherry wine, almost (sweet music) [song equivalent to a warm summer evening], movement !! holy f-, as it was, be, wasteland baby!-broken by lovelytheband-the lumineers (my guys!!!!): cleopatra, sleep on the floor, angela, long way from home, sick in the head, my eyes, white lie, donna, salt and the sea, slow it down, stubborn love-where’s my love by syml-mitski: washing machine heart, old friend, nobody, lonesome love-sam roberts band: bridge to nowhere, brother down, if you want it-saturn by sleeping at last-sufjan stevens: mystery of love, visions of Gideon (I don’t stan cmbyn but literally these two songs are the only thing I listened to from dec 2017 to feb 2018), the hidden river of my life, futile devices, Vesuvius-love will tear us apart cover by susanna and the magical orchestra-vance joy: mess is mine, Georgia, my kind of man, Saturday sun, we’re going home, lay it on me, take your time, I’m with you !!, like gold, crashing into you-remember when by wallows !!!

2. chill indie/pop-billie eilish: idontwannabeyouanymore, ilomilo, my strange addiction, bury a friend-cezinando (also my fave artist, and noen ganger is probs my fave album of all time): ingenting blir det samme men samme for meg, selv du, haper du har plass (if u can make it thru this song w/o crying on public transportation you are much stronger than I), tommolen pa vekta, er dette alt, usynlig-sigrid (the LOML and my other fave artist- seeing her live was the best day of my life no cap): dynamite, plot twist, fake friends, strangers,  don’t feel like crying, raw, focus, I don’t want to know, her cover of sex by the 1975 changed my life fr, mine right now, BASIC !!!!!, in vain, never mine [this is highkey bc I’m a bonafide sigrid stan but I cannot recommend her ENOUGH she has one of the most incredible voices ever, is an insanely talented songwriter, and her music is so hype and beautiful and yeah :’)]-khalid (I love his voice sm, also the ceo of vibes): bad luck, cold blooded, 8teen, my bad, better, hundred, Saturday nights, suncity-run by elsa and emilie-lorde (my bby): bravado, buzzcut season, the love club, the louvre, supercut, 400 lux, ribs, white teeth teens, a world alone-fy faen by hkeem & temur (have been listening to this song for 3 yrs straight no cap)-btstu by jai paul-8896 by lapsley-joji: slow dancing in the dark, will he-moon by kid francesoli-aloha by mome (another all time fave)-karpe diem: hvite menn som pusher 50, lett a vaere rebell i kjellerleiligheten din, gunerius, spis din syvende sans-astrid s: 2AM matoma remix (one of my fave songs ever tbh), hurts so good !!!, such a boy-myth by beachhouse -mgmt: kids, electric feel-nostalgi 3millioner by tomine harket & unge Ferrari -lykke li: sex money feelings die (did I listen to this song for 5 months straight last year? hm), I follow rivers-one direction (ofc): story of my life, 18, night changes, drag me down, literally all of Take Me Home which is unequivocally their best album I will take no criticism on that-berlin by ry x-dancing with a stranger by sam smith and normani-taylor swift (not rlly a fan but wowww some of her songs): call it what you want !!!!, false god, begin again, all you had to do was stay, clean-kamikaze by Susanne sundfor-tame impala: let it happen (the og and the soulwax remix), the less I know the better, gossip-head over heels by tears for fears-somebody else by the 1975 (apparently I was the only one who only discovered this song in 2019 but it’s like all I listened to from October-December)

3. rap & rnb-brockhampton: rental !!!, face, bleach, sweet-childish gambino: ii. zealots of stockholm, heartbeat, les, the “hardbone with a hard r” remix of bonfire and redbone drooooool-drake (yikes dude but ngl. chill bops): feel no ways, u with me?, hold on we’re going home, passionfruit, you and the 6-vince staples: bagbak, lift me up, norf norf-frank ocean (LOML frank I’d die for you. also my fave artist *proceeds to list his entire discography*): SEIGFRIED!!!!, songs 4 women, nights, chanel, ivy, thinkin bout you, sweet life, pyramids, lost, bad religion, pink matter, forrest gump, in my room, swim good, dust, american wedding, provider-jorja smith: blue lights, february 3rd, on your own-ransom by lil tecca-nas (fave to end all faves): take it in blood, represent, the message, halftime, affirmative action, street dreams, one love, hate me now, cherry wine, new world-mobb deep: hell on earth, survival of the fittest, party over, shook ones pt ii-travis scott: (astroworld is the only thing I listened to summer-fall 2018 no cap) astrothunder, coffee bean, Yosemite, butterfly effect, houstonfornication, skeletons, stop trying to be god, stargazing, highest in the room-kanye (don’t roast me for this): can’t tell me nothing, ultralight beam, fade, hold my liquor-drip too hard by lil baby-(all a product of tiktok) bop, toes, suge, panini remix by da baby-migos (lmao): notice me, slippery, pure water-walk man by tmg sfdjhfkdjfsdfs-go loko by YG-the weeknd: reminder, as you are, hurt you, privilege, tell your friends, starboy, sidewalks, high for this

(I also love old school rock music but haven’t listened to it much since highschool- my fave bands are led zeppelin, CCR, boston, fleetwood mac, pink floyd, blue oyster cult, styx, the who)

[coffee-obsessed-writer]

Missing Her - Part 5

Dean x Reader; Sam Winchester, Ellen Harvelle, Jo Harvelle, Bobby Singer, Ollie (OFC)

Series Summary: Dean is on the verge of going to Hell, and Sam is reaching out to an old friend who he thinks holds the key that could change Dean’s future. When they get reunited, a long kept secret comes out, that can’t stop him from going to Hell, but it changes everything for him when he returns. Seeking out the woman he loves and getting back what he lost, while still managing to stop Lillith from breaking the seals may be more difficult than he thinks.

Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four

Warnings: Language, Canon Divergence

WC: 4.8K

Beta’d by @closetspngirl who just keeps being amazing <3 Banner made by me, pics found thanks to Google.

You bolted upright and panicked for a moment, unsure of where you were. It was familiar, but not from your recent memory. Focusing on some things around the room, it took a minute or two, and the recognition of the ZZ Top poster on the wall, but you realized that you were in Ash’s room at the Roadhouse.

Muffled voices from beyond the closed door carried in. When you went to investigate out in the bar, you saw Dean and Ollie playing pool. Not wanting to disturb them, you tip-toed out of Ash’s room and watched from the shadows.

“Alright,” Dean said moving the crate over to the long side of the table. “What do you do first?”

Ollie climbed up on the plastic milk crate and took the cue stick from his hand. It was one of the shorter ones, but still too big for her small size. She still managed to get her grip on it properly and bend over the table.

“First, you line up your shot,” she said, closing one eye and positioning her hand slightly off proper stance. Dean leaned over and moved her hands where they needed to be but then backed off to watch her.

“Right. Then what?” he asked, crossing his arms over his chest, watching her carefully.

“Then, look for your next shot,” Ollie replied confidently.

“Atta girl!” he said and moved around to the other side of the table. “Which are you looking at?”

Ollie stood back up and examined the layout of the billiard balls in front of her. You couldn’t see the whole table, but you watched her face as she tried to decide what to do. The way her young features were set in determination as she chewed her bottom lip, only highlighted the Winchester genes even more.

Finally, she pointed at an obscured part of the table. “There.”

“Yes!” Dean exclaimed and walked back around to her. “Now, when you draw back to hit the cue ball, if you hit it here,” he pointed to the center bottom part of the ball, “that will make the ball recoil after hitting this one and roll back to line up the other shot. Got it?”

“Got it!” Ollie nodded and bent back over the table. Dean helped adjust her arm slightly, but he stepped back when she began to find her stroke and hit the ball. The cue did exactly what she hoped it would, bouncing the seven ball into the pocket, and rolling it back to line up her next shot.

When it rolled to a stop, Ollie jumped off the crate, then up and downing, cheering, and Dean shot both arms up in the air in a celebration of victory. “That’s my girl!!”

Ollie’s face was just full of elation, her smile going ear to ear. She jumped up at Dean, slapping him a vicious high five, to which he pretended it hurt. Dean shook off his hand and mumbled something to Ollie you couldn’t hear. You watched as your daughter flung herself at Dean and wrapped her arms around his waist to embrace him tightly. He hugged her back, letting her be the one to pull away first. She bounded back towards the table, hopped back on the crate and repeated the process.

This time, Dean took a step back and watched her. Even from the distance, you noticed the emotion around his eyes. He wasn’t crying, but the lines in his face were betraying the build-up of feeling that was growing inside him. He sucked them back down, his pouty bottom lip clenching at the process, all while watching his daughter play pool like a natural.

Dean felt your gaze on him and finally noticed you standing in the shadows. He didn’t call out your name or wave you over, but the corner of his mouth tugged into a thoughtful smile before he turned back to Ollie to help her with her grip.

No matter what was about to go down with demons and angels, at that moment watching your daughter play pool with her father made it feel like all was right and perfect in your world.

Ollie must have felt you lurking. After she took her shot, she turned and saw you watching from the fringe.

“Mom! Dean is teaching how to play pool!”

“I see that,” you said and flashed her an encouraging smile as you came further into the room. “I just hope he’s not teaching you how to hustle pool.”

“C’moonn,” Dean whined, feigning offense. “I wouldn’t do that… not until she’s older. The girl needs some kind of skills to fall back on.”

Closing your eyes, you shook your head and tried to stifle a laugh. When you opened them again, Dean was right beside you, but watching Ollie continue to line up shots.

“She’s pretty good, you know. We’ve only been at it for an hour, and she damn near ran five shots in a row before.”

“Smart, sassy, and a hell of a shot… just like her daddy,” you wiggled your brow at him, earning you one of his infamous smirks; the one that made you fall for him in the first place.

“Well, I can’t take all the credit. The sass, she gets that from you,” he said seriously, then noticed your expression and tried to backpedal. “I just mean--”

“Yeah, yeah… just quit while you’re ahead, hm?”

Dean’s cell vibrated with Smoke on the Water before he could relent. He dove into his pocket, pulling it out quickly and sighing with relief when he saw Sam’s name.

“Hey! Dude, where are you?” he asked in a terse greeting. Dean held up his finger, asking for a minute then went walked over to the bar so he could talk to his brother with some privacy.

You nodded and watched him walk away, taking a moment to appreciate the view. There was a brief moment you forgot about everything that was hanging over him, and you by extension, and you let yourself dive into a fantasy where you, Dean and Ollie could be a happy family. Barbecues, holidays, library dates, school plays, Uncle Sam and Aunt Ellen coming to visit… maybe even more kids. Dean could still hunt--you’d never try and make him stop, it would be a fruitless effort anyway-- but he could, and he would always find his way back to you…

“Mommy?” Ollie asked, pulling on your sleeve to get your attention.

“Hmm?” you responded, and looked down at her with a hazy expression she couldn’t quite pinpoint.

“You okay? You look funny.”

“I’m fine, Ol. Just thinking…”

“About what?”

Nothing wanting to place these hopes and dreams on her until you knew how things would shake out, you just smiled a big and said “Pancakes. Chocolate chip pancakes! Auntie El said to come to the house today and she’ll whip you up a batch. Plus, she’s fixing up our old room for us. You mind crashing with her for a while?”

“Will you stay there with me?” she asked, a momentary flash of panic streaked across her young face. “Will Dean?”

Crouching to be eye level with her, you brushed a strand of hair from her face and forced a calming, happy smile.

“Me, absolutely. Dean… I don’t know, Ollie. He’s got some work he needs to tend too,” you paused and glanced over your shoulder to where Dean was pacing and talking low, but animatedly on the phone, then turned your attention back to Olivia. “But, between you and me, I sure hope he does.” You winked at her and she giggled softly.

“Mom?”

“Hm?”

“I hope so, too.”

“What do you say, you go gather your things from Ash’s room, and maybe we get ourselves over to Ellen’s? I’m sure you’re hungry considering you didn’t eat last night.”

“I am hungry. I’ll go grab my stuff!” she squealed and bounced off in the direction of Ash’s room, then suddenly stopped and turned back to face you. “Do you think Auntie El has bacon?”

“She better!” Dean exclaimed as he came up behind you, “It’s one of the most important food groups.”

Ollie giggled and shook her head. “No it’s not,” she laughed and rolled her eyes, but then her face went serious, and she looked more like Dean at that moment, than she ever had before. “But it should be.”

You and Dean both held it together until she had disappeared into Ash’s room, then began to laugh.

“Is she always like that?” he asked as his gaze still lingered in the direction she went off in.

“Yes. Yes, she is. I told you, Dean, she is your mini-me,” you smiled and ribbed him with your elbow. “So, what did Sam have to say?”

Dean’s expression faltered, and gone was the dreaming, poetic look of a father who loved his child, but that of a man scared for her future. His gaze fluttered to the floor, and he stopped and started speaking more than a couple of times before he sighed in resignation.

“I don’t know,” he breathed and rubbed a hand over his face. “He should be here soon, but, I dunno. Something’s up with him.”

“I remember you said something about that the other day. What is it? What’s he doing?”

Dean passed you a glance that said you’d never believe him if he told you.

“Try me, Dean. C’mon… the Sam I saw earlier this year--”

“That was the Sam before I went to Hell. He changed. He’s... “

“What?”

“Look. Y/N, there’s a lot I haven’t told you about what’s going on. I know I gave you the Cliffs Notes version, but the reality of the situation is seriously way more fu--”

“I’m ready!” Ollie called out as she rejoined you and Dean near the pool table. “You think Aunt Ellen will let me come back later and play pool?”

“Maybe! But first, let’s get there and get you fed, ok?” you said and reached out for Olivia’s hand.

She slipped her small fingers into yours and gave you a gentle squeeze. “Let’s go eat!” she exclaimed and reached her other hand up to Dean.

“Girl after my own heart,” he mused and gave Ollie a wink.

“Well… I’ll be…” Bobby said with a snort as his eyes flickered between Dean, standing beside him, and Olivia, who sat in the kitchen eating pancakes. The old hunter took the trucker cap off his head and itched the side of his scalp, before replacing it, then turning to Dean with a look of pure disbelief. “I just… I never had a damn clue. How the Hell did your brother keep this quiet?”

Dean shook his head. “I don’t know, Bobby. But he did. Dad, too.”

“And the girl? She never told you she was pregnant?”

“No,” Dean replied lowly and cleared his throat, glancing up at Y/N who was sat next to Olivia in the kitchen. “She called to tell me, dad found out instead and did what he did best...” he trailed off and shrugged with his expression.

“Meddled. That’s what he did,” Bobby grumbled. “Dammit, John…” Bobby growled a sigh and patted his adopted son’s shoulder. “I’m real damn sorry he did that, Dean. He had no right.”

“It’s okay, Bobby. It’s done. Not like I cam reem the guy out now, can I?”

“Still… all that you missed out on,” Bobby shook his head.

“She’s here now, that’s what I gotta be grateful for. It’s time to step up and protect my kid and right now, I don’t know if I can do that alone.”

Dean’s gaze caught Bobby’s, and his heart broke when he saw the fear reflecting in Dean’s eyes.

“I’m here, son. For whatever you, and her, may need.” Bobby patted his shoulder and gave it a squeeze, then turned his attention to Y/N. “Now, what about the girl’s mama. What’s the story there?” Bobby eyed him carefully, trying to read Dean’s expression where the mother of the girl was concerned.

“That? That’s a story for another day, Bobby. Just know that keeping her safe is just as important as keeping Ollie safe. No way I’m gonna lose her again.”

“Alright. Just checkin’,” Bobby said, focusing his narrowed gaze on the strange woman in the kitchen. “All this time, she’s known the life… known Ellen and Jo. Why didn’t she tell anyone that the kid was yours?”

“Dad scared the shit out of her. He made her believe that if any more Winchesters were born into the world, they would just be ripe for the supernatural pickin’s I guess,” Dean shrugged. “He wanted her to end it. Gave her money to terminate the pregnancy. Instead, she took off, found Ellen, and did what she thought she had to do.”

“You ain’t mad about that?” Bobby snorted. “Can’t say I’d be too quick to forgive if I were you. Not like she magically lost your number. She still coulda--”

“Bobby, come on. Just let it go, alright? Y/N and I, we’re good. I want to put all that in the past and just focus on now. We certainly got enough on our plates with Lilith and the seals, don’t we?”

The old man nodded and ran a hand over his beard, letting it fall from his face with a sigh. “That’s the understatement of the century.”

“Alright then. Let’s focus on that, and keeping them safe,” Dean paused and looked back to the kitchen, where half his heart sat, laughing and eating pancakes. “Because losing them, even after just having them in my life for a few days… I don’t think I could come back from that, Bobby.”

“Then that’s what we do.” Bobby’s hand clamped down tightly on Dean’s shoulder, again, in an effort to offer him some reassurance. Dean nodded and bit down on the inside of his lip to try and keep his emotions in check.

“First things first,” Dean said, turning away from the kitchen and back towards Bobby. “Where the HELL is Sam?”

“Beats me. Said he’d be here an hour ago. Do you think he went to the Roadhouse instead?” Bobby asked though he could sense Dean felt it was something more sinister. “I know that look, boy. Spill it.”

Dean shook his head slowly. “I don’t know… he’s been different. He’s lying to me, sneaking off more. I’m worried about him.”

“What else is new?” Bobby asked sarcastically.

Dean rolled his eyes. “This is different, Bobby. It just is.”

“I get that, Dean. But Sam is a grown man. He’s allowed to go off without your permission.”

“Yeah, but what’s he doing when he’s gone? Hmm? God only knows--”

Before he could continue, Olivia came into the room, a wide smile that was covered in traces of chocolate and, plate of pancakes in her hand.

“I brought you some,” she said, beaming up at Dean and holding out the plate. “I even made sure mom put bacon on there.”

Dean took the plate happily. “I am starving, how did you know?”

“Cause, you’re a boy. Boys are always hungry,” she said and shrugged as if it were the most commonly known fact in the world. She looked up wearily at Bobby, having only just met him and unsure of what to make of the gruff old hunter.

“Do you want some, too?” she asked him shyly.

“I sure do appreciate the offer, but I’m good honey,” Bobby replied with his friendliest grin and winked.

Ollie flashed a shy smile and ran back to the kitchen, promptly jumped back into her chair and held up her plate up to Ellen, asking more pancakes. Dean shoved a fork of the food in his mouth and groaned as he chewed and swallowed.

“Oh man, so good,” he mused while savoring the taste of the pancakes before snapping off a piece of bacon in his mouth.

“Least you ain’t lost your appetite,” Bobby laughed and shook his head. “Come on.” He motioned his head for Dean to follow him back into Ellen’s kitchen.

“Anyone heard from Sam yet?” Ellen asked when they joined the group in the kitchen. “We really need to get talking about events that are unfoldin’,” she said then glanced down at Ollie. “Figure out some things.”

Y/N nodded. “Soon as Sam gets here, I’ll take Ollie--”

The sound of a car door from outside grabbed everyone’s attention. Dean placed the plate of pancakes back to the table and glanced outside Ellen’s kitchen window to see Sam getting out of the ride he had to hijack to get there. Dean’s brow furrowed when he saw Sam was limping towards the house. From the distance of the window, it looked like Sam had blood on the side of his face.

Dean darted out the back door, with Bobby following quickly behind. Ellen looked out of the window and quickly turned to Jo. “Joanna Beth, take Olivia upstairs, now.”

“But mom--” she began to protest.

“Now! Sam may need Y/N’s help,” she barked.

Jo’s gaze flickered anxiously between her mother and Y/N. The moment the back door opened and she saw both Dean and Bobby helping him into the house, she promptly grabbed Olivia’s hand.

“Come on kiddo, let’s go get the pancake gunk off ya.”

Olivia began to protest but the moment she saw Sam’s bloody head, she got up and nearly ran from the room. Once she was clear, Y/N sprung into action as Dean and Bobby dumped Sam into one of the kitchen chairs.

“Ellen, get your kit. I didn’t bring mine and he needs some stitches.”

The kitchen was virtually silent while you attended to Sam’s wounds. All he had been able to get out so far, was that he went to the Roadhouse and found it in ruins. After that, he said everything went dark.

Ellen had fallen into one of the kitchen chairs when she heard the news about her bar; a blank expression clouded her face as her knuckles grasped the edge of the table so hard they turned white. Bobby and Dean both tried grilling Sam for details, but he wasn’t of much help.

“Man, I dunno what happened. I pulled up and it was in ruins,” Sam paused to wince as you put the last stitch in place above his brow. “It looks like it had been hit by a meteor… smashed to bits and still smoldering,” Sam rasped, the pain of the attack still coming in waves. “I’m so sorry Ellen.”

Ellen continued to sit quietly dumbfounded at the table as Sam recounted his story of finding the Roadhouse destroyed.

“When I came too, they had me pinned down, and were spouting off some garbage about the angels, and how Lilith would succeed in freeing Lucifer from his cage.”

Listening carefully, but not saying anything, you felt like you may be sick. What they were talking about went beyond anything you understood about the supernatural world.

You finished up Sam’s stitches and put the suture kit back in the lockbox where Ellen kept it. When you sat back in the chair beside her, that’s when it hit you how closely you, Dean and Ollie must have come to missing the attack. Bobby stood behind Ellen, his hands on her shoulders trying to help keep her upright.

“We can rebuild it, El. We’ll figure out a way,” Bobby said lowly and passed glances to Sam and Dean, who nodded sympathetically.

“Hell yeah--” “You know it--” they replied simultaneously.

“I’m gonna find those black-eyed bitches,” Ellen growled, toying with the glass of whiskey now in front of her. “I’m gonna send each one of ‘em straight back to the pit.”

“We will, Ellen. I promise you that,” Dean said and looked to Sam. “Not that I’m complaining, but why let you live? Did they just beat the crap out of you for kicks?”

Sam shrugged half-heartedly. “Not sure,” he replied, but conveyed a look to Dean that meant, ‘we’ll talk later’. Dean continued the silent conversation with a furrowed brow, but Sam every so slightly shook his head. ‘Not now,’ it said.

“Alright, so what now?” you asked, ignoring what was going on between the brothers; not like they would answer you if you asked.

“This has to be what we were talking about last night,” Dean said, turning his attention to you. “If Jim is possessed, and he knows we came here--”

“Wait, Jim? YOUR Jim?!” Ellen fummed, the fire in her expression just as deadly as the one that brought down her bar.

You nodded apologetically. “It’s why we’re here,” you replied softly, giving Dean a pensive glance. He nodded, gently prodding you to continue. “Jim didn’t take well to seeing Dean with Ollie. It turned into a fight when we dropped Ollie off at his place the other night. I thought he was just being a jerk--”

“He pinned her against the front door, hard,” Dean added through gritted teeth.

“If not for Ollie being there…” you shrugged. “Seeing her stopped him, so we left. But later, she said that she thought his eyes went black and that the living room smelled like rotten eggs.”

“Sulfur,” Bobby whispered, coming to understand the point they were getting at. “You think he got possessed? But when? Where?”

You nodded. “Look, he wasn’t a great guy for the last year of our marriage, and once or twice things got.... rough, between us.” Dean noticeably tensed at the mention of it. “But I don’t know; he was different. More intense than usual.”

Bobby walked around to the opposite side of the table and poured himself a shot of whiskey. Once the burn wore off, he cleared his throat. “So, let me get this straight… did your ex--”

“Jim.”

“Right, Jim, did he know about the life? Does he know the truth about what’s out there?”

“No, he had no idea. I told him Ellen was my aunt, Jo was my cousin. He never really cared to know my family, never asked about them. In fact, he always acted like I was an orphan. Never wanted to know about my folks, siblings… any of it.”

“That didn’t raise a red flag?” Bobby asked curiously, folding his arms over his chest.

“Bobby, come on,” Dean sighed. “Give her a break.”

“No, he’s right, Dean. I should have wondered why,” you looked back to Bobby and got where he was going. “You think he had been possessed from the beginning?”

Bobby hemmed and hawed for a moment, and then shrugged. “It’s possible. If the demon was there the whole time, it wouldn’t make itself known unless it wanted too. Maybe once Dean showed back up…”

“Dammit,” Dean muttered under his breath, his eyes fluttering closed as his gut swelled with vile.

You reached over and gently touched his forearm. “Hey, this isn’t on you.”

“The Hell it ain’t!” Dean barked, letting the anger he had towards himself take over.

“Heeyyy, guys… little ears back in the room,” Jo said as cheerfully as she could and walked into the kitchen holding Olivia’s hand. She had been freshly showered and dressed. Jo even took the time to fix her hair in french braid pigtails making her look at least three years younger than she really was.

“Hey baby,” you said and opened out your arms. “Come here, there’s someone you gotta meet.”

Olivia slowly entered the kitchen, looking between you and Dean, then very carefully in Sam’s direction. She looked at him curiously, her fierce green eyes scrutinizing the now bandaged wound on his head, along with the cut on his cheek.

“Is he ok?” she asked you in a loud whisper.

“Yeah, he’s alright. Just a little accident on the way over. But, this guy right here, this is your Uncle Sam. He’s Dean’s brother.”

Olivia immediately looked at Dean, who nodded and smiled, confirming what you just told her.

“Remember I told you about my little brother?” Dean asked her, “Well this is him.”

“He’s not little at all,” she said, still eyeing Sam carefully. “Is he the one that makes you eat all the healthy things?”

Dean laughed. “He sure is. So, if he ever tries to get you to eat kale… just say no, kid.”

Ollie giggled and left your side to move closer to Dean, and then hesitantly closer to Sam.

Sam smiled at his niece with an expression of disbelief, all previous talk of demons momentarily forgotten. “Hi there,” he said and held out his hand to her. She placed her little fingers in his and shook his hand.

“Hi.”

“You probably don’t remember me, I saw you once when you were super small.”

Ollie turned to you, and you nodded. “You were only two, Ol.”

“Oh, then I definitely don’t remember,” she said.

“Well then I guess we have to make some new memories, huh?” Sam said, his grin stretching from ear to ear, despite the pain it caused the wounds on his face.

“Sure. Are you staying here at Aunt El’s too? Are we all going back to the bar?” Ollie looked around at all the adults faces in the room, and with the exception of Jo’s, realized everyone looked very sad. “Why’s everyone so mopey?”

“Aw honey, c’mere,” Ellen said and patted her lap. Ollie bounced over to her and sat on Ellen’s leg. “Apparently there was an accident right after you left there today. The bar is gone.”

Ollie’s face scrunched up in disbelief. “What do you mean?”

“It’s a long story, Olivia. I promise to tell you more about it later.”

“But, I wanna know now,” she whined. “I’m not a baby, you can tell me grown up things!”

“Olivia.” Dean’s tone was stern but not loud. “Mom said later, okay? There’s a lot going on right now, kiddo. It’s not that we don’t think you’re big enough to hear it. It’s just, we want to understand it ourselves before we tell you.”

Dean raised his brow as he gazed at her, hoping she would understand and back off. You knew how stubborn she could be, and watched the two of them have their stare down, seeing who would be the first to crack.  

Olivia’s body relaxed, and she nodded ever-so-slightly. “Okay.”

Dean smiled at her. “But, I did hear that Aunt Ellen has a killer pool table in the basement. I bet you if you asked Jo nicely, she would take you down and let you practice some. You can show her what I taught you this morning. Whatcha say?”

Olivia turned to Jo, who flashed Dean rueful glance, but eventually smiled at Olivia. “Sure, come on, Ollie, show me what you got.”

Once again, Jo held out her hand for Olivia to take, and lead her from the room. When they were out of earshot, you couldn’t help but chuckle, and pat Dean’s knee.

“Nice save, dad,” you teased.

“Dude,” Sam spoke up. “You have a daughter…” he snorted a disbelieving sigh and just shook his head. “I mean, I knew she existed, but just seeing you two in the same room…”

“Then maybe you shoulda spoke up about it sooner, boy,” Bobby said, though he lacked any kind of accusatory tone. “John I believe, but you? Keeping something like this from your brother for so long? That’s not the kind of secret, you keep from family.”

Dean sighed heavily. “Bobby, c’mon. I thought we were letting all that go. We got bigger problems, remember?”

“Hey! Enough, alright. We need to deal with these demons that just burned down my bar. Which, apparently includes your ex-husband, Y/N. So, why don’t you start from the beginning and tell us everything you know about Jim.”

“Before you do that,” Sam said, standing from the chair, “I need to talk to Dean for a minute, alone.”

“Whatever you gotta tell me--”

“No,” Sam interrupted. Sam no-so-subtly motioned his head towards the back door.

Dean stood from his chair, his expression wrought with concern. “Alright little brother, lead the way.

Once they were outside, Sam paced back and forth for a moment before he finally faced Dean. Frustrated, Dean raised his brow in question and sighed.

“What the hell, Sam? What’s going on?” he asked, tired from the constant feeling of secrecy that surrounded Sam as of late.

“Those demons that were at Harvelle’s, they didn’t just kick my ass for sport. They did it because they wanted me to deliver a message.”

Dean’s expression fell and he felt his veins run cold. “What message? For who?”

Sam hesitated for a moment, calming his own anger in order to be ready and deal with the rage that he knew would erupt in his brother the moment he passed along the demon’s warning.

“To you,” he paused and raised his brow, “they said, ‘don’t think she’s untouchable’.”

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Destiny

Summary: A mysterious woman is emails Sam Winchester needing to meet with him and Castiel. When they find out who she is and where she is from they must decide how to handle telling Dean and (Y/N). The shock of the truth and a great threat to the world has all the Winchesters panicking. The fate of their futures depends on this mysterious woman. Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Castiel, Samantha Mills (OFC), Reader Pairing: Dean x Reader Warnings: Angst/Tiny bits a fluff thrown in Word Count: 4126 A/N: I was listening to Kelly Clarkson’s “Piece by Piece” and this story popped into my head. The song has a lot of meaning to me since my own dad and I did not have a great relationship. The point of view is a little different so I hope everyone will like it. As always this is unbeta so all mistakes are mine. Likes, comments and reblogs are splendid and I will love you doubly for them! Enjoy!

Walking into the small diner, she looked around spotting the two men she was meeting with. Her stomach churned as she approached the table, “Hello Sam, Castiel.” She said as she sat across from them.

They looked to each other then back at her. “How do you know us?” Sam asked the ache in her heart growing as she stared at the man she had admired for so long.

“You can say that I’m a distant relative of sorts. Look, I don’t have all the time in the world to explain everything to you. The world is in great danger as is all of our futures.” She looked to Castiel smiling feeling more at ease with him there.

Sam sat back holding up his hands, “Look I don’t know who you are or how you got my email address but I think you better start telling us everything.”

“Cas, press your fingers to my forehead and see who I am. I trust you completely if you tell me to tell Sam everything.” She said closing her eyes.

She felt his fingertips touch her head hesitantly and then she became lightheaded for a moment. When she opened her eyes again his deep blue eyes were wide staring at her.

She took his hand, “Cas should I tell him?” she asked as he looked bewildered then nodded. She looked back to Sam who had his forehead scrunched and arms crossed as she took a deep breath.

“My name is Samantha Cassie Winchester-Mills and I am your niece from the future.” Saying it out loud sounded ridiculous to her and from Sam’s expression that is how it sounded to him as well.

He scoffed glancing over to Castiel, “This has to be a joke, right Cas? She can’t possibly be… wait did you say my niece?” He snapped his head back to Samantha who nodded.

“My father was Dean Winchester and my mother is (Y/N) Winchester. I am the oldest of their two kids, my brother’s name is Henry Bobby Winchester.” She explained as Sam sat back taking all of it in. She knew it was going to be difficult convincing them of who she was and if she needed to, she had a last resort to use.

“Sam, she is telling you the truth. Looking at her now, I can see Dean and (Y/N) within her.” Castiel said as she smiled at him.

She leaned forward, “I know this is hard to wrap your head around, but thirty years in the future the world is at war. Lucifer is back and ruling most of the world, hell and heaven has shut its doors to everyone. I need,” she paused thinking of Henry and swallowing the lump in her throat, “I need to know how to get Lucifer out of my brother so I can save the world.”

Sam’s jaw slacked for a moment before stuttering, “Lu-Lucifer back?”

She nodded, “Yes and I need to save my brother no matter what the cost is.” Samantha looked up into her Uncle’s hazel eyes watching as the shined over from holding back his emotions.

Samantha followed Sam and Castiel through the familiar Bunker door and she looked out over the landing memories flashing before her mind. She missed the Bunker a lot, but in the future, it was just a heap of concrete piles destroyed within the first year of the war.

“Are you okay, Samantha?” Castiel asked her as she smiled softly nodding.

As she walked down the stairs she stopped suddenly hearing her mom’s voice echoing throughout the corridors. Samantha bit her lower lip nervous reminding herself that even though they were her parents they also were not yet. Taking a deep breath, she walked down into the War Room standing close to Castiel as Sam went to get who would be her parents.

Seeing her mom at the same age she was made her smile brightly. She was beautiful with her long (Y/H/C) hair and soft green eyes. When Dean came from the far corridor by the library, Samantha sucked in a deep breath. The anger, resentment and emptiness she felt most of her life hit her like a tidal wave. Her hands began to tremble and bile was rising into her throat. She expected to have some kind of reaction to seeing him again but she was not prepared for how overwhelming it was.

“Cas, who’s your girlfriend there?” Dean asked as she balled her fists at her side. (Y/N) smacked Dean’s shoulder playfully.

Shaking her head, she came up to Samantha sticking out her hand, “Don’t mind him. I’m (Y/N) Winchester and that man-child is my husband, Dean. What is your name?”

Samantha shook her hand and looked to Sam who spoke up, “I think we all need to sit down for this.”

They all took a seat around the large map table as Sam explained everything. Samantha watched as (Y/N) placed her hand over her mouth and instinctive touched her stomach. No one else seem to notice the gesture as Dean’s skeptical face narrowed his eyes at her.

“This is crazy. I know we’ve traveled to the past before, but this is beyond crazy. How do we even know this woman is who she says she is? She could be anyone.” Dean’s disbelieving tone sent her anger sky high as she reacted before thinking.

“Well, it’s no surprise that you wouldn’t know your own daughter if she slapped you across the face. You sure in the hell would not know your son who, by the way, is a meatsuit for Lucifer right now. If you don’t want to believe me that’s fine, but if family means so much to you then you will help me save my brother!” She yelled standing up and walking off towards what would be her room.

She heard her mom’s voice called out to her, “Samantha, stop.” Immediately, she stopped in her tracks and turned around seeing her mom gasp.

“(Y/N), how did you know her name? I never said her name.” Sam asked stunned as Dean looked to her in a similar fashion.

(Y/N) looked to Dean and gently took his hand placing it on her stomach, “I’m six weeks along. I just found out a couple of days ago and have been planning out a way to tell you.” She said softly.

Samantha walked back over sitting back down next to Castiel. Dean was motionless as he stared at (Y/N). Samantha could see his hand trembling against her stomach as (Y/N) had tears coming down her cheeks.

“I’ve already thought of a few names I liked. Henry for a boy after your grandfather and Samantha,” Her voice cracked slightly looking up into her eyes, “for a girl after Sam. Dean look at her. She… she’s our daughter. She has your olive eyes and my body shape.”

(Y/N) stood up walking towards Samantha and she could no longer hold it in. She missed her mom desperately and she got up hugging her tightly. They were sniffling with tears running down their faces. (Y/N) could her face in her hands letting out a strangled chuckle wiping away her tears.

“Hi mom.” Samantha whispered hugging her again then they heard the scraping of a chair against the floor.

She turned seeing Dean walking away, “This… this is all too much for me.”

Samantha watched as he walked away bring back vivid memories of the last time she had ever seen her father.

May 2029

Samantha held onto Henry small hand as their parents were arguing. Neither of them aware they were standing there.

“Dean, there has to be another way! I can’t live this life without you dammit!” Her mom yelled through tears streaming down her face.

Her dad sighed heavily and pulled her mom into his arms, “(Y/N) I wish there was another way, but there isn’t. Sam and I jumping in is the only way to save the world for good this time. You will take the kids far away from here with Cas and you give them the normal life they deserve. You live the normal life I could never give you and all of you live nice long lives.”

In all of Samantha’s ten years of life she had never seen her dad cry. He had been hurt badly and never once cried making him the bravest person in the world in her eyes. Her vision blurred as tears fell from her eyes. That is when her dad noticed them standing there and he smiled at them.

“Come here you little stinkers.” He called out kneeling down picking Henry up as he ran into his arms. “Alright little buddy, daddy is going to have to leave for a while. That means you’re the man of the house and you need to take care of your mom and sister. If you ever need help, then ask Uncle Cas. Okay?” Henry nodded throwing his little arms around their dad’s neck hugging him.

Samantha stood by her mom whose body was quivering watching her dad and brother hugging. She took Henry from her dad and he looked down to her. His bright green eyes wide and shiny from crying.

“C’mere Sammi.” He said as she launched herself into his arms. Her arms wrapped around his waist and her face pressed against his stomach hiding her tears. She heard him take in a shaky breath before speaking, “Sammi, I need you to be strong. I know you won’t understand why this needs to happen but know that I love you so much. I love you, I love Henry and I love mommy more than anything in this world. Try to remember that when you look back on this day.”

Samantha started sobbing and he picked her up with ease as she wrapped herself around him. He rested his chin on her thin shoulder and she could hear her mom crying behind her. He pulled her mom to them all four of them hugging one last time before he let go of them. He kissed each of them and then started walking down the corridor towards the garage.

Samantha ran after him screaming, “DADDY! DADDY DON’T LEAVE ME! DADDY!” That is when she felt a pair of strong arms grabbed her around her waist and she looked up seeing Castiel. She struggled against him until finally giving up and falling against him crying.

Present Day – 2018

“I will go talk to him.” Sam said as he went to get up but Samantha stopped him.

She shook her head and started walking towards what was her parents room, “I will.” She said simply as no one stopped her.

Walking down to the familiar corridors was weird for her and seeing the door to room number eleven partial closed she knocked on it before entering. Her dad sat on his bed with his legs outstretched and his back resting against his headboard. When he looked up at her, she was not prepared to see the agonizing sadness on his face.

“May I show you something?” She asked pulling up a chair next to his bed. He swung his legs over the edge and nodded sitting up.

Samantha reached into her jacket pocket and pulled out several pictures. Laying them all out on the bed for Dean to see. Pictures from her childhood in the Bunker. Pictures of their family smiling together and having birthday parties with the Jody Mills and the family she built with wayward children. Summer trips to her cabin with all of the kids swimming in the nearby lake. As Samantha explained each picture she could see her dad’s face changing into the man she remembered.

“This is my favorite picture.” She handed him it to him as she watched as tears slipped down his face. It was her tenth birthday and she was sitting in the driver’s seat of her dad’s Impala. He was sitting in the passenger seat as Sam and Castiel were in the back. She was smiling brightly pretending to drive as the rest of them were acting like they were scared.

Samantha stood up leaving the pictures for him to look at, “I know this is a lot to take in. I’m sorry that I lashed out at you. It took me a long time and getting married myself to come to terms with you leaving. As we speak, my husband and daughter as living in an underground shelter hiding from Lucifer who has brought on the Apocalypse while I’m here trying to not only save the world but my brother. Not to mention a psycho crazy Archangel trying to wear me to the prom.”

She paused seeing Dean’s head snap up and she held up her hand to continue, “As much as I would love to have a heart to heart with you right now I don’t need my dad. Right now, I need Dean Winchester and Sam Winchester the legendary hunters who defeated Michael and Lucifer.”

He gathered her pictures handing them to her, “Okay. Sam and I will help you in any way we can.” She nodded as they left the room walking back out to the War Room where everyone was waiting for them.

“Now, Samantha tell us everything that happened.” Dean said once they were all seated.

Samantha shared with them everything that happened with Henry and Lucifer. It was a day she would never forget no matter how much she tried.

March 2049

Samantha drove the beat-up Impala up to the gates of an old cemetery outside of Lawrence, Kansas with Def Leppard’s ‘Rock of Ages’ blaring out the windows. It was the exact spot that her dad and uncle had jumped in together trapping Lucifer and Michael in the cage. The same spot her Uncle Sam had jumped in trapping Lucifer in the cage with his half-brother Adam having Michael inside the cage.

She saw her brother staring over to her as she killed the engine and got out of the car. She casually walked up with her demon handcuffs in her pocket and angel blade at the ready up her sleeve.

“Sammi, I have to do this. I know you don’t understand but everything will be better. We will have everything we wanted as kids once I complete this.” He said as he ran his hand over his chocolate brown hair.

She shook her head, “You know dad said the same thing to me when he left. He had to leave and it was all for the better but it’s not. Whatever Lucifer is promising you is a lie. You’ve read Uncle Sam’s journals about Lucifer. Everything that comes out of his mouth is deception and lies.”

She watched as her brother squared his broad shoulders. His jaw set in a stubborn straight line just like she could remember her dad doing when she was set in his ways. She dropped her angel blade as Henry laughed.

“You’re going to kill me? I don’t think so sis. You’ve been out of the game too long now. I promise if you leave now then you and your family will be safe. Lucifer will bring dad back, Uncle Sam, mom and we can all be one big happy family under his rule.”  A wicked smile spread across his face as he turned his back to her beginning to chant his incantation.

Samantha hesitated for only a moment and then she lunged forward aiming for the middle of her little brother’s back. He turned quickly blocking her knocking her blade out of her hand.

“Samantha, please don’t make me hurt you.” He snapped at her and resumed his incantation. The ground began to rumble and open right at his feet. It was splinter in every direction as she scrambled to get up running from Henry. She looked up just in time to see the ground swallow the last thing connecting her to her dad. The sounds of crushing metal ringing in her ears then she felt herself being pulled away suddenly.

She looked around seeing she was in an open field. Turning around she saw Castiel standing behind her, “Cas I have to go back! He’s going to release Lucifer!” she yelled.

Castiel shook his head and grabbed her shoulder roughly, “It’s too late Samantha. Henry has already said yes to Lucifer allowing him in. I have to get you to a safe space where Michael cannot find you.”

She felt her heart drop and her mind was racing with thoughts. She looked up panic setting in as she held onto Castiel, “Take me to Jacob and Jody.” She said as Castiel whooshed her away.

Present Day – 2018

Samantha looked around the table all of them looking shocked and puzzled. “Uncle Sam, I need to know how dad was about to reach through to you when you were possessed by Lucifer the first time 2010?” she asked.

The brothers looked to one another as Sam spoke, “It’s kind of hard to explain. I saw one the plastic army men that I stuck into the ashtray and something about seeing that made me think of Dean and everything we had been through. From there I just fought my way to the surface, but it sounds like things are different with Henry. He wanted Lucifer to come into him where I had every intention of fighting Lucifer for as long as I could.”

Samantha sighed heavily feeling defeated, “There has to be something I can do to save my brother.” She whispered as she felt her mom’s hand start to rub her back.

“There may be something to defeat Lucifer, but it won’t save your brother. I know how this may sound coming from a Winchester but for the fate of the world you may have to choose between it and your brother.” Sam explained as Samantha sat up straighter.

Her daughter’s face flashed before her mind and she pursed her lips, “I will do anything to save my little girl and my husband. Whatever you got to defeat Lucifer I will take.” She said with determination.

She glanced over to her dad who was smirking proudly as Sam and Castiel got up, “Cas and I will look for the item in our storage room. We’ll be right back.” Sam said as they got up walking off down the side corridor.

Samantha looked from her mom to her dad as they both were anxious looking. She snickered, “Whatever you both want to say please do because I can’t take the awkward silence.”

They all laughed as (Y/N) asked, “You said you have a little girl and husband?”

“Yes, I do. Jody adopted a boy when I was six years old who is a year older than me. His name is Jacob Mills and we were always best friends until that turned into more in high school.” She looked over to her dad as he growled in disapproval making her and her mom laugh.

“Anyway, we’ve been married for six years and our daughter Cassandra will be five in a few months.” She pulled out her small wallet and showed her mom a picture of the three of them.

Dean leaned forward to look at the picture as well and a small sigh came from him, “I need a drink. Would either of you like one?” (Y/N) shook her head as Samantha nodded.

“Whiskey for me, please.” She said once again earning a smirk from her dad.

(Y/N) and her spoke briefly about what Samantha did before everything happened with Henry, “I guess I’m more like my dad and Uncle than you ever wanted me to be. I got a degree in computer science so I could freelance my skills to make money in order to hunt. Jacob and I hunted together until I got pregnant then everything changed. We stopped hunting all together like you and dad did when you found out about me.”

Dean handed her the glass of whiskey, “I stopped hunting?” he asked his eyebrows knitting together.

Samantha nodded, “From everything mom would tell Henry and I you did. I think you and Uncle Sam still went out on little hunts because I would hear mom and you loudly talking to one another.”

(Y/N) rolled her eyes as Dean looked away guilty, “Sounds like something I would do.”

She laughed, “Don’t worry dad, I’m the same way. Jacob is always mad at me whenever I sneak out to take out a werewolf or a vamp nest.”

Dean laughed nodding proudly at her as (Y/N) muttered, “Great, two peas in the same damn pod. Good to know in the future I won’t have any peace of mind either.” Dean leaned over kissing (Y/N)’s cheek.    

Samantha and her dad were talking about different hunts when Sam and Castiel came back in holding a gold blade that twisted into a point.

“Holy crap, is that an Archangel blade?” she asked as Sam handed it to her.

Sam nodded, “It is and the only thing that can kill Lucifer, but you will need one more thing.”

“What?” she asked feeling hope creep up in her heart.

Her dad placed his hand over hers, “You need an Archangel to wield it in order to kill Lucifer.”

Samantha shrugged nonchalantly, “No problem.” They all snapped their heads to her in surprise.

“Do you have an Archangel on speed dial or something? If you dare say you’re going to say yes to Michael then I will lock you in the dungeon because I know from personal experience that he will just screw you over.” Dean said shivering.

She shook her head adamantly, “No, I would never say yes to Michael. Hell no! He’s coo-coo for Cocoa Puffs. However, the boy that Jody will adopt is a Nephilim.”

(Y/N) gasped, “You’re married to a Nephilim and had a baby?”

“Yes, the angels aren’t as uptight about Nephilims since Jack took over running Heaven. They can see the benefits of them and how having a nurturing influence will help them control their powers. Jacob’s real father is the Archangel Gabriel and let me tell you the apple doesn’t fall from the tree.” Samantha explained.

Samantha stood up looking to Castiel, “Cas, I will need a lift forward to 2049.” He nodded to her as she turned around facing her parents and uncle.

She hugged Sam first thanking him for all the journaling he will do in the future. She stepped over to her mom who pulled her into a hug whispering to be careful. Samantha smiled nodding her heart hurting as she knew going back meant her mom no longer being around. Finally, she turned to Dean who was awkwardly standing with his hands in his pockets.

Samantha threw her arms around his neck hugging him and he wrapped his around her holding her tightly. She whispered, “I forgive you for everything daddy. I understand now why you had to leave and I just want to thank you for what you did.” She pulled back slightly kissing his cheek and hugging him once again.

She stepped out of his embrace and looked around at her family not wanting to leave them but knowing she had too. “I love you. I love you all.”

She stepped beside Castiel and just before he placed his hand on her shoulder she heard her dad call out, “Sammi, kick it in the ass!”

The next thing she saw was her husband and daughter standing with Castiel in their version of the Bunker in 2049. Jacob rushed to her as she slumped into a chair.

“Baby, you okay?” he asked as Castiel walked over to her placing his healing hand over her head.

She felt her body warm up and get tingly then she felt back to normal. “I’m fine and I have a way to defeat Lucifer. Jacob, you will need to wield this,” she handed the golden blade over to him, “and I’ll stay home with our baby. It’s your turn to save the world. I’m going to take a break since I time traveled to get the weapon.”

Jacob laughed kissing her as he went over to their small group arranging a plan to defeat the devil. Cassandra ran over jumping into Samantha’s lap hugging her. Castiel said next to her smiling slightly.

“So, how did everything go back in 2018?” he asked curiously.

Samantha hugged her daughter tightly, “Awesome.”

Castiel laughed, “You really are the spitting image of your father.” He got up to help Jacob with the others as she sat back enjoying holding her daughter.

“I know and that is why I am choosing to stay with my daughter.” She whispered resting her head on top of hers.  

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I’m not going to tag anyone on this but if you’re up to the task feel free to copy, paste, and tag me so I can read your answers!

1. Is there a special person in your life? My mom, dad, bro and hmm ekis

2. Think of the last person who hurt you; do you forgive them?

I guess uhm yes

3. What’s something you really want right now?

uhm fruits ahh sushi!! I haven’t had my dinner yet and I’m starving.

4. Are you afraid of falling in love?

It’s not an option right now. But if it was the right person I would be fine with it hehe pag naka move on na ako.

5. Do you like the beach?

super yes

6. Have you ever slept on a couch with someone else?

nah

7. What’s the background on your cell?

My cat

8. Name the last four beds you were sat on?

hotel room's bed, mom and dad's, mine and hmm ate sachi

9. Do you like your phone?

I guess! It’s just an iPhone 6.

10. Honestly, are things going the way you planned?

 No, not at all.

11. Who was the last person added to your contacts?

kuya dexter's.

12. Which hurts most, physical or emotional pain?

Emotional… It lasts longer.

13. Would you rather visit a zoo or an art museum?

BOTH OMG

14. Are you tired?

Yes! I slept in so late this morning but still exhausted from last night.

15. How long have you known your 1st phone contact?

Probably about 3 years.

16. Are they a relative?

some of them

17. Would you ever consider getting back together with any of your exes?

Well… There’s a reason why they are an “ex” so hopefully yes hahaha jk

18. When did you talk to the last person you shared a kiss with?

hmm

19. If you knew you had the right person, would you marry them today?

No, that’s not an option right now.

20. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?

I don’t know.

21. How many bracelets do you have on your wrists right now?

two

22. Is there a certain quote you live by?

I don’t really live by any specific quote.

23. What’s on your mind?

hmm her,  tbh, we used to do this thing like randomly.. she'll be like "sige na magtanong ka pa, ang tagal naman ehh" haha enough kwento naman tayo nito

24. Do you have any tattoos?

no

25. What is your favourite colour?

the color of her eyes

26. Next time you will kiss someone on the lips?

No clue!

27. Who are you texting?

Kei.

28. Think to the last person you kissed, have you ever kissed them on a couch?

nah

29. Have you ever had the feeling something bad was going to happen and you were right?

Yes! Lots of times.

30. Do you have a friend of the opposite sex you can talk to?

Yes

31. Do you think anyone has feelings for you right now?

uhm yeah

32. Has anyone ever told you, you have pretty eyes?

Yes

33. Say the last person you kissed was kissing someone right in front of you?

I don’t think that would happen but I would probably be upset.

34. Were you single on Valentine’s Day?

No.

35. Are you friends with the last person you kissed?

never been kissed never been touch but totally damaged AMP

36. What do you friends call you?

jazz, bhe, babe, tayan, etc hahah 

37. Has anyone upset you in the last week?

Yes.

38. Have you ever cried over a text?

Y E S

39. Where is your last bruise located?

wrist

40. Where is it from?

myself

41. Last time you wanted to be away from somewhere really bad?

Right now

42. Who was the last person you were on the phone with?

natalie

43. Do you have a favourite pair of shoes?

CLN, WB, NIKE,

44. Do you wear hats if you’re having a bad hair day?

No. I wear hijab

45. Would you ever go bald if it was the style?

No.

46. Do you make supper for your family?

Yes.

47. Does your bedroom have a door?

Yes.

48. Top 3 webpages?

Email, Youtube and Tumblr.

49. Do you know anyone who hates shopping?

My brother

50. Does anything on your body hurt right now?

My heart..jaw

51. Are goodbyes hard for you?

They can be depending on the person.

52. What was the last beverage you spilled on yourself?

Water probably.

53. How is your hair?

it's all good rn

54. What do you usually do first thing in the morning?

Get out of bed then wash my face

55. Do you think two people can last forever?

It’s definitely possible but you have to put the work in.

56. Think back to January 2007, were you single?

yessss

57. Green or purple grapes?

I like both.

58. When’s the next time you will give someone a big hug?

Probably when get home. aye mom and dad I miss you a lot

59. Do you wish you were somewhere else right now?

Yes, in her room..I want to hug her and thank her for everything she did for me :)

60. When will be the next time you text someone?

Right now.

61. Where will you be 5 hours from now?

Mandaue again and again, Mall uhm bank

62. What were you doing at 8 this morning?

eating

63. This time last year, can you remember who you liked?

Yes <3

64. Is there one person in your life that can always make you smile?

Four actually! mom, dad, my cat, and her

65. Did you kiss or hug anyone today?

Nope.

66. What was your last thought before you went to bed last night?

I was crying..dying hmm 

67. Have you ever tried your hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end?

Countless times…

68. How many windows are open on your computer?

Two! Facebook and Tumblr.

69. How many fingers do you have?

10… 

70. What is your ringtone?

The default iPhone one

71. How old will you be in 5 months?

22

72. Where is your mom right now?

hometown, cotabato city

73. Why aren’t you with the person you were first in love with or almost in love?

hindi siya masaya sa piling ko oh divaa tagalog naman

74. Have you held hands with somebody in the past three days?

no

75. Are you friends with the people you were friends with two years ago?

Yes I think most of them.

76. Do you remember who you had a crush on in grade 7?

Um yiz

77. Is there anyone you know with the name Mike?

enriquez

78. Have you ever fallen asleep in someone’s arms?

no

79. How many people have you liked in the past three months?

Only one.

80. Has anyone seen you in your underwear in the last 3 days?

Yes my cousin

81. Will you talk to the person you like tonight?

i want to but hahaha no?

82. You’re drunk and yelling at hot guys/girls out of your car window, you’re with?

I don’t do that and I wouldn’t be in my car drunk.

83. If your bf/gf was into drugs would you care?

OFC

84. What was the most eventful thing that happened last time you went to see a movie?

not impressed

85. Who was your last received call from?

mom

86. If someone gave you $1,000 to burn a butterfly over a candle, would you?

No?? What’s with some of these questions?

87. What is something you wish you had more of?

TIME, COURAGE, AND CHANCE

88. Have you ever trusted someone too much?

Yes, I have a habit of that.

89. Do you sleep with your window open?

OFC NOT UGH SO SCARY HUH

90. Do you get along with girls?

uhm yeah

91. Are you keeping a secret from someone who needs to know the truth?

No.

92. Does sex mean love?

I mean I would like to think it does but it doesn’t all of the time.

93. You’re locked in a room with the last person you kissed, is that a problem?

Potentially could be.

94. Have you ever kissed anyone with a lip ring?

no

95. Did you sleep alone this week?

Yes, downstairs @sofa hahaha

96. Everyone has somebody to make them happy, do you?

Yes.

97. Do you believe in love at first sight?

Possibly?

98. Who was the last person that you pinky promised?

none

99. How many kids do you want?

shiz we used to like having 10 or more? lol and honestly agreed but now..uhm maybe 2 baby girl and a baby boy

100. Do you like doing tags? sometimes lol

[chenlays]

for mi radish

ok so as of 9.29.17 that was our fIRST FRIEND ANNIVERSARY of one month wow I am CRUING

so I just love u so much I need to express through a 1065 slide power point

I would if I could :’)

OKAY so here r some things to make u happy n know I love u more than life itself 

n i’m sorry i didn’t post sooner or it isn’t as amazing as the one you made me, but just know i love you so much and i can’t wait to take bad pictures of u n throw shade and leave hyuck notes in ur room and house to make u feel happy that’s my dream omh

wow ur just so beautiful,,,how??

hyuck is drowning

I’m drowning

your beauty is endless and I am so amazed bc

like ur lil blemishes n crooked teeth and messy hair

SO CUTE

like wow they are just there and that’s yOU and I’m ?? So confused bc u say sometimes that ur ugly and I’m just ?? How

like nO ur “flaws” are so pure and beautiful within themselves n I LOVE

I mean idk if I was hyuck I wouldn’t even have to look twice to see that ur so pretty

Also I cannot wait to touch ur tummy and smoosh it n lay on it u titty

if u let me 🤧🤧

just wow I love u and ur face and ur body

They’re so beautiful

who iS paige I only know too perfect for hyuck

YOUR NAME AUTOCORRECTS TO THAT STILL IM CRUING

uR SO GOOD TO ME

lIke u make ocean stuff and I feel so happy n blessed

and when I call myself ugli u make me feel better

I still think I’m ugly tho sorry

And ur so cute bc u say ilY a lot

and that’s all I need omg

ur so extra tho with those sneak peeks

I cried a lot

u cARE ENOUGHT TO MAKE ALL THAT

I feel so loved n happy that u have done that

I JUST WANNA WRITE LILE 5K WORDS ABT PONG

You deserve so much pong snuffs 😤😤

but just being my friend and taking time out of your day to talk is just so nice to me

likE I’m so gross pls

WTFWVS

i also will sing to u some day bc i truST you with my life but i can’t do a capella sO idk i will learn how to sing my paige for u

omg u shy away but u actually love it that’s so cute and my heart is a fukin oven don’t think I don’t see those tags ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ

YOU’RE ALSO SO CUTE WITH HYUCK WHEN IS THE WEDDING 👀👀

frick im in pain from these razor burns and my back hurts n my legs are sore but i nEED to supply you with my everlasting love

ok so i know i say hyuck is ugly and all that

but wow i cry whenever u get soft for him its so cute 

just,,,yes please do yell abt his hair n his cheeks n his eyes

yell all u want bc i’m always listening and i am literally always on my phone bc i don’t have anything better to do other than c ry 

but yes pls do scream about how u wanna marry him and date him

I CAN’T WAIT TO SEE YOU IRL

JUST IMAGINING YOUR VOICE WHEN YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT HIM

OR HOW YOUR EYES PROBABLY LIGHT UP

IM GONNA CRY BECAUSE YOU’RE SO BEAUTIFUL AND I BET YOU UNLEASH UR FULL POTENTIAL WHEN SOMEONE SAYS HYUCK

I WANNA VIDEO CHAT W YOU ALL THE TIME AND SCREAM ABT PONG BUT I CANT AND I’M SAD :((

ok but,,,pls marry hyuck he doesn’t deserve you but you love him anyway smh

you are just so good and cute and you love ur dogs and are doing cook soul and i’M always proud of you and i always wanna hug you,,even if it’s just for safely getting to your bed without all those spooks

i jUST wanna be with you and yell in ur ear abt chenle as u yell in mine while we hug n cry,,,my dream

i am so soft for u smh pls never change “hi i’m yuta,, welcome to chili’s” or i will CRY it’s my fav by you,,,also the fact that u watched like 5 of those green pornos i can’t bREATHE

OK SORRY IF I DON’T APPRECIATE YOU ENOUGH BUT I’M BAD AT WORDS AND I JUST WANNA WRITE U HYUCKS BC I KNOW IT MAKES U HAPPY

hyuck is really gross compared to u and ilysm pls realize this

a nice soft couple kMS

he loves u so much,, and he better or i will kick him >:(((

so he is sad ofc people get sad

and he wHIPS out that phone so fast to text you

“hELLO my beautiful, amazing, cute, adorable, sweet, bby 💖”

“WTf do u want :)))”

“COME A ND cuddle u fuk”

and ur runnin and he feels so blessed bc he needs u and he loves you kns

so when u get there he has ur favs,, like some tea or lil fruit snacks chenle

and he has them on the table in front of the couch and has a movie on to distract him, but now that you’re there he is already 10x better

so he dRAGS u to the couch and since ur so tiny,, he pulls u into him and literally encases u and has his head on urs and a nice cute lil smile

like,,he looks so soft n content when his leg is trapping u and u can’t even move ur arms wtf dude

but u snuggle up to him anyways and are warm n it’s really nice to feel like that

n if u want ur fruit snaccs,, he just reaches over n then moves so he can feed u :”o

leaves the grape flavored ones for last bc he probably hates them don’t eat chenle thx

and he just g r i n s when he does bc wOW ur so cute his whole body aches

how can someone,, just anyone,, b this cute

he is so lucky >:(((

then when u wanna nap finally, he makes u more comfortable and pets ur hair probs and puts ur face in his chest A WGWH

and is just shielding you from nOTHING 

just wants you to feel safe n loved

also sings rly softly because he knows ur a ho for his vocals

literally just snobs himself to sleep bc ur so cute with ur messy hair n small smile bc ur happy

uGSHds i need to send pics to him when ur married

“wow look at this loser she’s wearing ur sweater”

but he would think that’s so cute and would send me like 897847894876 heart emojis and i’d block him

but then i would feel bad n ask him to send 68 paragraphs on how much he loves u so i can print them all out and leave them on ur doorstep

nct st will be a blast and i will make sure hyuck treats u right bc that’s the only way u deserve to be treated

liKE A Q U E E N

ur a titty tho

when u get married i’ll make chenle screech uR fav bc them vocals 👅😩😩🔥😍💦💦👏

CAN I WRITE MARRIAGE HCS THX

wow i think he would be really extra when he wants to propose to u pls be at least 624 when u get married thx!!!

takes you to a very beautiful spot in japan or even somewhere in europe if you don’t care being that far from ur home at nct st🤧🤧

so he would take u to a really pretty garden park thingy in early fall when it’s just getting cold and the flowers aren’t wilting,,,and walk around and watch as you get happy bc of the fish ponds and puppies people are walking n dOZENS of rainbows gay icon

and he would hold ur hand n smile so bIG when u pull him towards something n yell abt it

constantly says you’re more beautiful whenever you say a flower is pretty

“oMG hyuck this is so pretty im wheezin”

“your beauty is far more ethereal ;o”

ur heart busts a nut even on the 673rd one bc binch he is so amazing

then after u walk through the park and suffer many encounters of him protecting you from thirty seven butterflies and literally squaring up,,he walks you to a nice cozy cafe cAFE BOY HYUCK and pays for a nice hot chocolate 

asks the barista to put a heart in it and pink marshmallows and is rUSHING to grab it so he can give it to you

goes up to you at the table while ur texting or scrolling istg u better update me abt the adventures on ur hyuck holidays and has the softest and most heartwarming smile you have ever seen

and he is trying to speak so he can show you the hot chocolate before the marshmallows melt and he just ca n t bc ur so beautiful just lookin at him and he’s shaking 

but he ends up putting it on the table and being really cheesy n putting a hand on ur cheek n smooching ur forehead bc he’s highkey gonna scream if he has to explain

but ur in love with him and you just laugh n admire the cute lil pinkies and the heart and then look up at him and he’s sweatin bc fuk ur so ethereal and he is nervous abt the day

and he is internally screaming every second bc ur so clueless n u just want to love him like every day and have a nice relaxing vacation after everything on nct st it’s rly stressful

i’ll call u some time n just “i fukin swear noodle man won’t sNOp throwing noodles at sheema and chenle im so scared to go outside pls come home”

as ur drinking the hot coc o,,he’s deep in thought n messing with his hair or looking stressed n ur worried bc,, it’s supposed to be a nice week long vacation full of fun n r e l a x n he’S STRESSIN G

so u almost throw what’s left of the drink bc ur worried n snatch his hand n,,, “hYCUk what’s wrong??????????????????????”

and w o w he brightens up so quick when he hears u and literally becomes the sun and his eyes are like fukin LIGHTS 

but he just says he is alright because it has to be a perfect day for you 😤😤

and he lets you finish ur drink while ur still lowkey worried but he makes himself look happy i mean, he is but he’s nervous fuk even tho he is still about to explode

so when ur done n ur smiling at his cuteness,, he throws ur cup away and dRAGs you outside n u walk for a while n go slow so u can enjoy each other n just hold hands n talk abt whatever is on ur minds

until like 256428 steps later yOU turn the corner n there’s a big ass aquarium and yOURE LITERALLY SC R E AMING

ur running to the doors so fast to see all the pretty fish n sharks n stingrays

ur like a little kid i BET and it’s so pure and adorable oh my god

but hyuck is struggling to restrain you

“sweetie pls i have to pay first”

and then u calm down once he pays n grabs ur hand so u can take all the time u want to scream abt the tiny starfish who just wants to be free

but i doubt he would take u to one where the animals are suffering bc he’s sweet n values ur love for the ocean

but u are looking literally everywhere and he’s tearing up bc ur smiling so wide n ur with hyuck and he’s keeping ur hand warm and j ust looking at u so fondly instead of where he paid to look smh

but u drag him to a lil tiny red fish and it’s so small and energetic n ur like,, “wow bby that fish reminds me of ur good years”

he sighs but agrees tbh

“i’m still hot wym”

but u also see fish that are so beautiful n ur talking about how they remind u of him n he’s gonna SCREAM bc nothing can be prettier than u wtf

he doesn’t say anything tho bc he wants u to keep looking at the flashy colors and how happy or sad or cute they look and just doesn’t want to look away from u bc he is so in love and who knew that looking at fish could make someone so amazingly beautiful i did tbh

n sadly,,,you walk to a different section and go :o at the tiny sharks n how blep they look,, just swimmin with >:0 blep

but u hig h ke y almost scream bc there’s some little kids who r pressing their faces to the glass bc there’s really pretty otters and the otters r just zoomin and playing with each other n having fun bc they r happy

hyuck is shaking at the excitement

u take out ur phone n send pics to the nct st mom gc and all of us respond in .7 seconds,,,even ally smh she’s so busy n inactive i love her,,,abt how amazing an otter is

jade has it as her background on everything in less that 5 seconds 

but as ur also pressing ur face to the glass,, hyuck points out two otters that r really cute n swimming together and u look so fast and squeal at them

hyuck is a cheesy fuk poetic “ahh those remind me of us wow they r so cute”

u wanna smacc but he looks so soft n precious,,,u just can’t ruin his softness

it’s like a full 3 minutes before u move to the dolphins n make fun of chenle smh meet me behind mcdonalds at 4am if u wanna roast my poor bub bc ur just tearing up at how happy and loving he looks,,,my aesthetic is hyuck looking at u with nothing but love in his eyes bc ur the cutest and best thing for him n he is so glad to have met u all those years ago n live with u on nct st n love u forever,, even tho sometimes he has to wake up at 6am bc me n lele r shiverign in the basement bc noodle man is trying to murder or even tho a keet gets stuck in ur room and it’s trying so hard to go back h o m e and i’m sobbing in the driveway bc i lost 1/23 keets n he wants to kill me bc i’m calling him ugly n he’s callin me ugly constantly and i’m annoyin  g but he can’t bc u love meeee

but wow he would go through the worst for u i’m gonna cry

but it’s a lil late when u get back to ur hotel i assume with dozens of pictures n 800+ messages from me tbh abt ur safety n how i don’t want his ugly to rub off on you,, but u r exhausted n ready to sleep n cuddle even if it’s like 7pm 

bUT WAIT

hyuck is askin u to get up so h e can like,,,talk to u better

n he is so 

ugly bc highkey screaming 

ur hair is a lil messy from a long day n ur barely smiling bc u wanna cuddle n ur slouching maybe

but h e thinks ur the most beautiful thing ever n just holds ur face n smooches u all over for 90 minutes until u r laughing n telling him to sNOP

n then he just looks at u so lovingly while ur eyes r shining from that n ur smile is so wide n bIG and he just fukin whips out a power rangers ring n 

“bab ily so much n i wanna b with u for the rest ofm y life pls marry me :D “

u fukin SCREAM 

“ok i would but u have  a fukcinh power rangers ring that cost 2 cents”

“sI K E” n he pulls out a real ring n throws the power rangers one away,, he rly wanted to actually use it but couldnt waste an entire 80 paychecks so u get married w a fukin toy on ur finger

but he is in t ea r s n hugs u so good after u got that $$$swag money$$$ ring on and u r screeching n begging for cuddles and love and ofc he provides n cuddles u to death while still hugging so good and petting ur hair n singing u some old stuff that u really like n then talking with u abt ur future n how u wanna murder me bc i still call him ugly

but ur just so adorable and cute and i’m sobbing bc what a fukin sweetheart

n when u fall asleep he jUSt stays up a little later bc he can’t snop thinking abt how lucky he is n how amazing u are

“blessed by gucci jesus”

n he woNt snop smiling and he just can’t wait to love u forever n see ur smile every day n sing for u all the time n hug u n make u dinner n breakfast n leave cute lil notes in ur lunch for work or send like 800 word messages abt how he wants u to have a good day n think of him if ur sad,,,so pure i want to yell abt poNG

@pcypaige ILYSM AND I CAN’T WAIT TO SEE YOU AND HUG YOU SO TIGHT U DI E BUT THEN I WILL REVIVE U WITH HYUCK PHOTO CARDS OMGMGM ILY SOSOSOSOSOSOOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOOSOSOSO MUCH AN D IM SCREAMIGN 

[ranchthoughts]

tags are peer reviewed!

#and ofc wai loves pa with all of his heart and would never ever hurt her #but i do think pat will make a joking death threat here and there #also in a sort of reference to how pat and wai used to be enemies for real #and pat will also tease pa like ''i can't believe you're dating my enemy'' #and then pa will be like ''if YOU can date an enemy then so can i'' #and pat will be like ''touché'' #bc dating your mortal enemy from pre-birth is def the bigger crime

you know how pat and wai can't stand each other at first but ultimately end up friends through pat's relationship with pran? and like, esp in ep12 and the our skyy special we can see that they do genuinely like each other

well, i'd like to think that while they are genuinely friends... i'd like to think that they have a little joking hostility going on once wai and pa start dating. not in the way they couldn't stand each other pre pat getting shot, but in a protecitve older brother vs boyfriend kind of way. where pat will be all "don't you DARE hurt my little sister", you know?