#angel hunter sans

[ivyprism]

Angel Hunters and Demon Slayers Boys (Info Dump)

Warnings: Mentions of violence, death, angels, demons, etc.

Conlan - Demon Slayer Sans

Personality: He's a slacker with a cool demeanor. He typically lounges around, but when he's on a mission, he's laser-focused. He works quite hard. He enjoys crafting puns and playing practical jokes. He is a really laid-back and fun-loving man. He is quite skilled at assessing situations and adapting to them. He's quite powerful in general, and he never backs down. He possesses exceptional evasive abilities and is proficient with a wide range of weaponry. He's a decent guy who is good at soothing people down. He also is incredibly knowledgeable.

Appearance: He is a skeleton with a large nasty crack on his left eye He has soft blue eye lights.

(More blue accents!)

Runyon - Demon Slayer Papyrus

Personality: A carefree and intelligent individual. He is fearless and never backs down. He is extremely forgiving and feels that some Rogue Demons have valid motives. He should be feared, however, for he is extremely powerful and could easily slay a demon. He is skilled with bladed weapons and bows, but he is unable to handle firearms or large weaponry. He is a very kind and intelligent skeleton. He never backs down, and his bite may be as painful as his bark. He also is very focused. He is also quite flirtatious and charming.

Appearance: He is a tall skeleton. He has fiery orange eye lights. He has a large scar on his left eye that splinters from the top but stops at the edge.

(With more orange!)

Odin - Angel Hunter Sans

Personality: He's a fearsome but sluggish skeleton. He is passionate and powerful. He is flirtatious and engaging. He is skilled with guns and heavy weapons, but not so adept with blades and bows. He is a bit spiky at first, but once you get to know him, he relaxes. He takes his job seriously, is very adept at investigation, and is highly insightful. He cares for the group and is an excellent judge of character. He has a vengeance against Corrupted Angels for whatever reason. He likes heavy weapons over most weapons, except for guns. He is a very gentle person once you get to know him.

Appearance: He is a short skeleton. He has a gaping diagonal scar on his left eye that splinters a bit at the bottom of it. He has two stud piercings on his eyebrow. He has dark red eyes lights.

(with more red!)

Theron - Angel Hunter Papyrus

Personality: He's a stern and direct individual. He is very focused on his work and might be a bit prickly at first. He is really passionate and enjoys assisting others. He is an expert with heavy swords, spears, and firearms. When somebody try to harm his friends and loved ones, he goes for the throat. He is very perceptive and intelligent, and he is not easily duped. He is gentle and kind when you get to know him. His insight is very high and he cannot be easily fooled and can out a corrupt angel easily. He is in charge of the big missions and assists his brother whenever possible. He typically uses large spears.

Appearance: He is a tall skeleton. He has fiery red eye lights. He has a total of three scars on his eye that splinter into one another.

(with more red!)

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@kioko-noodles / @kiokodoodles @hearty-dose-of-ranch @monomori3 @und3rwat3r-a5tr0naut @underfell-crystal @buff-borf-bork @rainbowut @miscneilleaneous

[jaxplosion]

Give me a character that hates themself and is traumatized but acts like they’re the most confident person ever when they’re around people and I will eat it up every time

[chocolatebunn]

What kind of man is this and does this have something to do with mental illness???

Answer truthfully.

[paintbrushfrog]

I mentioned back in this post that I was going to draw an image using every color pallet...and now a year and a half later I have managed to complete the first 20. The characters were randomly chosen by my brother and mom who only knew the name of the pallet, not the colors themselves. Credit to @cinnamonsly for the color pallets!

See the next 20 here!

See the last 20 here!

[mlfirescaped]

smash or pass but with opinions, compliments and possible roasts-

i only did this for fun cause i did this at like night and was bored so- angel mf pass i've met too many angels and gods in my time- so ya no

bro even if she gossips with lauren its still a pass-

kinda pass but she gives me grandma karen vibes probs cuz shes a needle nose- XD

even if he look like a werewire or a werewerewire from deltarune he reminds me of edge and i would hardcore smash the guy- he slays so hard i could probably fucking die

pass, sorry but like HE REMINDS ME OF DEPRESSED BRISTLE (mint green addi of mine that likes bugs and plants mans has an entire plant store) i hate seeing bristle depressed and they remind me of him

MANS LOOKS LIKE A XENOMORPH FROM ALIENNNNSSSSS IK SHES BASED OFF SOMETHIN BUT LIKE XD SHE GIBS ME XENOMORPH VIBES SOOO PASS I AINT FUCKING WITH THAT HAIL NAH

now im not into that tiny small people but i can let her slide...cause shes giving sass so kinda smash with me-

mans deserves a name but oh well pass not into endos (skelecogs)

I HATE HER I HATE HER I HATE HER I HATE HER I HATE HER I HATE HER I HATE HER I HATE HER I HATE HER I HATE HER I HATE HER I HATE HER I HATE HER I HATE HER I HATE HER!!! SHES SUUUUUCH A DICK OML I HOPE YOU BURN IN FIRE YOU BIRD LOOKING ASS [CENSOR]!! next time i see you...im gonna light you on fucking fire again.... anyways hard pass

pass mainly abt trap damage

KAREEEENNNNN LOOOOKINNNNN ASSSSSSSS pass

BARK BARK WOOF WOOF IM SORRY FOR BEING WEIRD BUT LIKE GRGRGRGRGRGRG HOT SEXY BASTARD OF A MAN GIVE ME HIMMMMM MAYBE I AM A BIT YANDERE FOR THE GUY BUT BUT BUT BUT GIVE ME HIMMMM RNNNNNN LEMME LEMME FUCKING DIE IN HIS ARMS OR SMTH GRGRGRGRGR .>. .<. kiss me on my hot mouth im feeling romantical~ <3 XD but /srs

pass but slay slay gurl slay even tho you can flash bang someone with pink and let said person be blind by that but still SLAYYYY

..... .>. .<. DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE anyways hard pass yk why :D

hehehehe landon hehehehe smash hehehehe he cute hehehe he my bootiful boi <3 hehehe luv him sm <3 hehehe smash <3

pass but @chiprevvingtoncogger likes him he'd smash a cog thats the size of a cog building ik he aint that tall of one but i just like saying that since head honchos are freakishly tall asf

he aroace but i'd smash he's silly but like i like him <3 i'd give him pets and probs mess with his ears >:3

HARD SMASH IK SHE'S LESBEAN BUT LIKE SHE SLAYS SOOOO FUCKING HARD AWOOGA MOMENT YK?! anyways this was just for fun cuz i was bored last night i hope none of your cogs have crippling depression after this/hj @creator-indy

[msclaritea]

TRANSLATION: THAT APPLE IWATCH DOUBLES AS A TRACKER!

[toodefendorperson]

Biden is from Satan. He wants to ban Disney.

[pupmusebox]

Tag dump 8/?

{ Demon King and Dragon Royal - Gardonus } { Mysterious Demon and Distant Ancestor - Astaroth } { Older Half-Brother to a Human Exchange Student - Xavier } { Quiet Powerful Bird of Pride - Zephyr } { Fashionable Fellow and Aspiring Clothing Designer - Declan Crewel } { High Ranking and Odd Archangel - Michael } { Human with a Reincarnated Angel's Soul - Lilith } { Celtic Wolf and God of Light - Lugh } { Warrior Wolf Pup of a Celtic Wolf - Connla } { Beast That Calls the Moon - Lunala/Artemis } { Beast That Devours the Sun - Solgaleo/Apollo } { The Blinding One - Necrozma/Lux } { Lazy Bones Skeleton - Sans } { Robotic Soul and TV Star - Mettaton } { Spaghetti Maker Skeleton - Papyrus } { Odd Human From Above - Frisk } { Lightner of a Human - Kris } { Fastest Thing Alive - Sonic } { Two Tailed Prodigy - Tails } { Guardian of the Emerald - Knuckles } { Mastermind and Doctor Robotics - Eggman } { Treasure Hunter and Secret Agent - Rouge } { Ultimate Lifeform - Shadow } { Last of the E-Series - E-123/Omega } { Time Traveler with Psychic Powers - Silver } { Chaotix Detective Agency Boss - Victor } { Soulful and Stealthy Ninja - Espio } { Hyperactive Intuition - Charmy } { Diamond Ruler of Time - Dialga/Ruka } { Pearl Ruler of Space - Palkia/Rozovo }

[sxdisteez]

☸ Dorm Series: Part-Five | 최산

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✦ summary: an innocent date night spent watching anime quickly turns into a steamy and passionate "session" between you and san. ✦ pairings: idol! boyfriend san x fem! reader ✦ genre: smut!, idol boyfriend au ✦ word count: 2.1k ✦ warnings: smut!, passionate san, fem reader initiates sex, lots of kissing, dry humping, breast play, nipple! play, biting, clothed orgasm, praise kink, pet/nick name (angel, sannie), rough! sex, sensual sex, thick dick! san, oral sex (f receiving), fingering, cum eating, multiple orgasms, lots of love!

this is a work of fiction and is not meant to be a realistic representation of any of the real people mentioned.

nsfw content below. 18+ - mdni

Today was date night for you and San. Instead of going out and finding a secluded place to spend time; a date you both didn’t even truly enjoy fully because it was filled with cautiously looking around at every sound and ultimately being hidden from everyone. You both decided it was best to create date night in a comfortable space, so here you were binge watching anime at San’s dorms, which was perfect since the members would be busy with their individual schedules. Both you and San were avid Hunter x Hunter fans so it was a no brainer that it would be up for selection.

“I know Hunter x Hunter is mainly about Gon but I can’t help but wish Killua or Kurapika had their own show and not just an arc. You get what I’m saying?” San questions tone laced in excitement watching the tv screen. 

You hum in agreement, “I get you.” 

Snuggling into Sans embrace more, you enjoy the way his body encompassed yours from behind. You dearly cherished moments like these because you both could comfortably be with each other with no restrictions. Dating an idol was not easy and many would not be able to give up on doing what most couples had the freedom to do. You wouldn’t trade San for anything though, he was sweet, goofy, thoughtful, mature, and overall the best boyfriend you’d ever had.

Turning around to face him, you peer up at him enjoying the look of amazement plastered across his face as he continues to watch the anime. You found it hilarious that from the outside people assumed your boyfriend was intimidating and mean but deep down he was the softest most gentlest man ever. Your heart swelled in admiration at the thought, your mind filled with only San at the moment.

Wrapping your arms around him loosely you begin laying light kisses on his chest, earning a slight squeeze from San. Making your way up to his neck you continue to kiss him gently until you’re face to face with him. He stared at you eyes dilated with love, a small smile forming on his lips.

“What are you up to sweetheart?” He asks, quirking his eyebrow up.

“Just appreciating you.”  you say, staring back at him, eyes equally dilated.

You lean in, placing a small peck on his lips, then another, then another. Pulling back you smile at San, his lips slightly parted eyes closed anticipating more. You lean in deciding to be serious lips connecting with San’s in a sensual kiss. You wrap your arms around his neck, lost in the way his soft lips moved perfectly in sync with yours. San lets out a small moan, his hands finding your hips, giving it a slight squeeze.

Never breaking the kiss, you move to straddle San’s lap wanting to feel even closer to him than before. You suck in a breath feeling his slightly erect member touch your heat. 

“Someone’s excited.” You whisper against his lips. Breathing heavily, San can only release a low whine, his bottom lip sticking out in cute pout at the loss of your lips. You playfully lick against his jutted lips smiling at how he whines even more under you.

“I’m not in the mood for games.” He groans, grasping your face into his palm before pulling you down to connect your lips again. 

His tongue swipes at your lips asking for access which you grant immediately, lost in the taste of him. San places his hands on your hips again, holding you down on his lap as he thrust up. You sigh into his mouth at the friction, the feelings of his clothed cock rubbing against your clad and already sensitive clit. Thrusting up more, San guided your hips back and forward your movement matching his perfect. You both moan into each other's mouths, the shared tension causing your arousal to heighten. Breaking the kiss you sit up, removing your shirt exposing your plump breast. 

“Shit-“ San mumbles, eyes pitch black with lust. 

He reaches up to palm both breasts as you continue grinding into him. He juggles them in both hands before giving them a slight squeeze. His fingers skate over your nipples, a strained whimper escaping past your lips. San leans up slightly before taking one of your nipples into his mouth, attending to the other with his hands. His mouth worked skillfully over your sensitive buds licking, sucking, and softly biting them knowing just how sensitive your nipples were. You messily grind into his lap at a faster pace, tension growing between your legs as your orgasm nears.

“Oh fuck.” You moan out loud already feeling lost in the pleasure you were receiving. “Are you gonna cum for me angel?” San looks up at you, eyes hooded as he takes in how gorgeous you looked desperately getting off on him. You let out a small groan, your head falling back as you feel the warmth expand in your belly. Shaking slightly your movements slow down as you ride out your orgasm.

“You look so pretty when you cum for me.” San groans flipping you over, his arms caging you underneath him. He grounds his cock into your obviously soaked panties, watching the way you squirm underneath him.

“I’m gonna make you feel even better angel.” He whispers, leaning down to give you a kiss on the forehead. San kneels between your legs, hooking his finger beneath the waistband of your underwear he slides them down, mouth watering at the slick that coated your folds. Laying down between your legs, San holds your legs wide, licking his lips at the sight of your juicy pussy. He gives one tiny kitten lick to your clit, holding you down firmly as you buck your hips at the contact feeling overstimulated from your first orgasm. He gives another kick to your hole collecting your juices and cum into his mouth. You both moan, you at the way his tongue skillfully moved and him at the taste of you. San takes your clit into his mouth sucking gently at the sensitive bud relishing in the little whines you release. 

“Sannie.” You moan out, desperately wanting to grind your pussy against his tongue. He moans back at you, tongue circling around your clit as if he was searching for hidden treasure.

“You’re gonna make me cum again.” You cry out, your senses heightening again. San inserts a finger inside of you, curling his finger achingly slow before massaging your sweet spot. His mouth encloses on your clit, sucking greedily at your nub as he pumps into your heat. His fingers move skillfully and swiftly inside of you, the sounds of your slick filling your ears. The familiar tension reaches its peak crashing down on you like a truck. “I’m coming!” You moan, your body spasming as San continues, helping you ride out your orgasm.

“You taste so good. My perfect angel.” San coos removing his fingers from your cunt, inserting them into his mouth savoring the taste of your essence. You moan at the sight, loving the erotic nature of his actions. San slides his pants off, his thick cock slapping against his belly with a slight thud. You couldn’t help the moan that escaped passed your lips at the sight of his god-like body. Lean muscles, defined abs and the part you loved the most his perfectly muscular pecs flexing slightly as he stroked his cock.

“Like what you see?” He smirks watching the way you gawk at his appearance.

“Always.” You breathe out feeling no shame in how you stared at him. He was all yours after all.

Towering over you, San locks your lips into a deep kiss, his cock rubbing at your hole before sliding in slowly. Moaning into each other's mouth from the shared feeling of your cunt swallowing his cock. “Fuck-“ San mutters over your lips, finally bottoming out fully in you.

He enclose you in between his arms, holding himself up above you finally pulling out from your cunt achingly slow before thrusting in abruptly. Your mouth falls agape, your breath caught in your throat at the sudden action. San keeps his motion steady, each thrust taking your breath away on impact. You reach up tightly squeezing his arms in an attempt to brace yourself from the impact. San evens out his movement, pumping inside of your throbbing pussy with need. Your moans finally escape, pleasure consuming your body in its entirety.

“Yes, Sannie. Fuck me just like that baby.” You cry out, hands gripping even tighter around his arms. He grinds into your cunt, movements swift and fluid, his thick cock stroking your walls perfectly. You clasp your legs around San’s waist pulling him flush against your body wanting to feel his closeness.

“You feel so good.” You whine into his ear, clutching on to him as if he was your lifeline. San trails kisses on your neck, biting and sucking at the soft skin leaving behind his presence. San never failed to put some kind of marking on your body, wanting people to know you were taken. He groans feeling your pussy clench tightly around him straining his once fluid movements. Your nails rake down his smooth back, clawing at him in desperation.  “Shit-” He hisses out, intoxicated with lust and love.

San finds your lips, hastily kissing you as he begins to pound into your aching cunt. You release a muffled moan at his ruthless actions, unable to ignore the sound of skin slapping permeating the room. 

“Sannnnn!” A voice calls out, before bursting into the room. San still’s his movements looking up, his eyes meet Yeosang then Wooyoung’s staring back at him, puzzled looks plastered on their faces. He shields your body from their view with his own body making sure you are completely protected. You bite your lip stifling any noise, unable to silence your quick breaths.

“Oh you’re- ohhhhh.” Wooyoung says, eyes widening as realization strikes him on what’s happening. Yeosang looks back and forth between the two in confusion. His mouth falls open once he finally takes in the state of the room and San whose face was flushed and sweaty. They quickly make a beeline out of the door without another word leaving you and San in silence.

Your shallow breaths fill the room not knowing how to react in such a situation. San lifts off of you, his amused eyes finding yours as he releases a small chuckle. “That was close.” He sighs, shaking his head. You stare back at him stunned at what just happened, not knowing how to react. “We have to be quiet now.” You whisper more so for yourself because you knew quiet sex and San did not mix together ever.

“We’ll see how long that lasts.” San states smugly, resuming his movements. He ruts his cock into you, watching your face twist in pleasure again. A smile graces his face, basking in how beautiful you looked being fucked by him. He pulls back, leaving his tip in before slamming back into your pussy resuming his wild strokes. You cover your mouth releasing a deafening moan leaving both you and San wide eyed. 

“Well that was short lived.” He laughed carelessly, continuing as if nothing happened. 

You reach for a pillow, biting down harshly at the soft cushion in an attempt to muffle your screams. The assault on your pussy leaving you dazed, unable to control yourself and you liked it. San whimpers at the vice grip your pussy had around his member, feeling his orgasm creeping up. He hooks his hands under your knees, placing your legs on his shoulders. Reaching out he removes the pillow from your clenched teeth. Leaning  forward he connects your lips in a sensual kiss, slowing down the pace of  his thrusts. He relishes in the breathy moans you release into his mouth, swallowing every sound. 

“Right there baby.” You whimper, the head of his cock brushing your sweet spot. He moans low locking eyes with you, love and passion swirling in his black orbs. You stroke his cheek gently enjoying the shared intimate moment. 

“I’m close angel.” He whispers, movements slowly turning sloppy. “Cum inside of me.” You plead, grinding your hips up to match his thrusts, your own orgasm looming. “Fuck angel.“ San moans gazing lovingly at you, bringing his lips to yours again he slips his tongue past your lips. His hips erratic and messy he groans into your mouth, cock jerking wildly as his seed spurts deeply inside of you, the feeling coaxing your own orgasm to follow. San continues helping you ride out the last wave of your orgasm before pulling out.

“I love you.” San says forehead resting on yours. “I love you.” You reply, placing a small kiss to his lips.

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be on the look out for part-six with mingi coming soon!

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[nonomives]

Hunt vs. Hunted AU

(a.k.a Vampire Wally AU)

Meet the Cast Part 1 || 2 || 3

Poppy gets her own canvas because im biased--jk

A lil bit of infordump for each character :3

Frank ★ Gargoyle

Frankie boi is a doctor in his eyes. He's labelled a quack and a criminal by many because he practices medicine without a doctor's license, which is illegal. That and several reports of unethical experiments, but mostly because he doesn't have a license.

He met Wally through Barnaby who asked for him to heal the vampire (who was injured at the time) in exchange for shelter and protection from bounty hunters

Julie ★ Demon

Bbg was summoned by a cult who was immediately apprehended by police officials. With no way to go back home, she moved from place to place being a menace to society

She eventually found her way into Wally's Mansion and became their tenant

Sally ★ San Elmo

Okioki so San Elmo is a Philippine mythological creature which is basically just a ball of fire-- anyways, Sally came down to earth to experience the earth life but then became a local deity à la burning person = God

She ended up burning a whole city and Wally, who was there to witness shit go down, decided to take her in because accidental genocide is a "same hat" moment

Poppy ★ Phoenix

Poppy is an angel. She is the definition of perfect, she has no flaws whatsoever-- she's also the last of her kind.

Poppy, alongside Barnaby, was the one to find Wally at his weakest and help nurture him back to health (literally an angel, how can anybody hate her)

Also some extra sketches of Sally + Barnaby

[beenbaanbuun]

ateez as sharks

i have a passion for sharks🧍🏻‍♀️

park seonghwa - whale shark

honestly they’re just gentle giants but beautiful gentle giants!! such sweet and kind 18 meter long babies…

they’re known to be one of the least aggressive fish in the sea and are incredibly un-territorial! it reminds me of how seonghwa just lets san invade his space all the time

kim hongjoong - pyjama shark

tiny little guys who look so incredibly cunty!!!! i love them they’re so cool and fashionable just like hongjoong

they live in reefs which are incredibly lively environments just like i imagine the hj/wy/jh dorm must be

jeong yunho - wobbegong shark

LOOK HOW SILLY!!!! just like our giant silly little guy yunho (they also grow surprisingly bigger than you expect! 3.2 metres for this guy is wild, he should be tiny)

they’re not considered dangerous to people but they’ve been known to attack a few!! just like how yunho is so calm but everyone agrees he’d be fucking dangerous if he got angry 👀

kang yeosang - zebra shark

LOOK AT THESE LITTLE GUYS AND TELL ME THEY ARENT THE CUTEST THINGS EVER (yeosang included!!!)

i was going to put a fun fact here but i’m going to quote my angel @vesvosmozhno and say that the fact that they’re zebra sharks but are spotty and not stripy is incredibly yeosang coded

choi san - greenland shark

greenland sharks are just abnormally large, freaky little giant guys

they’re very slow and while they’re primarily scavengers and eat whatever comes along, they have been known to engage in stealth attacks, even taking down polar bears… just like san’s aggression on stage comes from FUCKING NOWHERE HES SO GENTLE OFF STAGE WTF HAPPENS

song mingi - saw shark

look how cute this giant fucking creature is! they’re so silly and sweet and have to cutest little smile ever

saw sharks are kind of clumsy (you would be too if you had a giant saw on the end of your face) but they’re incredible (and aggressive) hunters! it’s like how mingi is a cutie patootie until he steps foot on stage and then… well🧍🏻‍♀️

jung wooyoung - nurse shark

nurse sharks are so sleek and perfect oh my god (also my favourite type of shark, i just think they’re so incredibly pretty)

they have an impressive dorsal fin which most people would see as a sign of danger but they’re actually docile and sweet under their dangerous exterior!!!

choi jongho - thresher shark

no thoughts, head empty; i love thresher sharks so dearly. just look at them and tell me it isn’t jongho? those massive fucking eyes god i love them

but despite how silly they might seem, they’re so fucking cool! their tails can grow to 3 meters long as is used as a weapon to stun their prey and make hunting a whole lot easier for them. they’re so impressive omg

[arclundarchivist]

Era’s End

Spoilers for C3E121

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Keyleth knows she will live to see the entire breadth of the age to follow.

She is thankful, at least, that not all of it will be alone.

And while Percy is not wrong that he is nowhere near as long for the world as she is, there is hope that his frowning countenance will continue to see her through the days to come.

She can see him now, resting in his study, Gwen at his side, as she tells him of his latest adventure, a smile on his wane lips.

She thinks he is thankful she convinced him to let the bright girl find her own path.

She… kept it all from them, or well, she tried.

Even as her friends and the other heroes she had made spread across the face of Exandria and beyond, some even beyond her sight, she wondered if any would actively come across the scattered divinities.

The love of her life had searched long and far.

The Prince of the Winds and the Twice Crowned Hunt Rumors of another every chance they can.

Their goals… are quite different.

Pike simply waits, and she is rewarded first.

Keyleth hears, but she does not say.

But Pike and her ever-burning and hopeful faith find their way to a child with a radiant smile and a propensity for helping sick animals.

She can see the Sons of Sea Salt and Clay doing her work as best suits them and sees both of their heads turn as they, too, hear a wail upon the winds.

Another reborn.

That her savior blade vanishes for a handful of days not long after is not lost on her, nor is it when he returns sans his Seedling, wistful in mein, but she keeps her peace.

It becomes almost a habit for her, for she is one, if not the most powerful natural guardian this world has any longer, as she weaves her way through the roots and breadths of Exandria, minding wards and healing tainted wilds, seeking to thread the life of Ruidus and her home together coherently, but a habit of listening.

She seeks no intervention, for that is not her place.

But she watches, and she listens, and she learns.

She sees so much.

The heroes of the Red Solstice age and change, some becoming more akin to threats, others remaining as heroic as ever even as they fade.

New heroes, villains, and monsters emerge, guided by the legacy before them or drawn from the workings of the old. Some are directly inspired, others simply know stories.

Amongst them, she gives wafting witness to the newborn gods.

She can not judge these newborns for what they once were, but when one with a cunning smile and silver tongue crafts his first law, she feels her hackles rise.

She feels the sobs of a mother in Xhorhas, as being hunted by those she would call friends skitters to life in the soul of her daughter.

That… she points towards, not directly, but enough for the hunters to take notice.

But there are so many others.

A moon-faced girl howling at the night on a distant moor.

A keen little farmer with old, old eyes, picking up a staff marked by stars and moons.

A little one turning a blue coin over in her hands plucked from the crystalline bones of her incidental savior vanished into obscurity.

A boy with red eyes gleefully claps as he knocks over his first stack of blocks.

So many could-bes and unknowns and possibilities, even as the youngest catches her gaze, such a sneer for one so young, with an eye of piercing green.

But through it all… she can't find her.

The Matron… can not be found.

But her love never stops searching, and so she does as well, silent as she observes him and his bubbly compatriot set out again and again, chasing rumor or hope or belief.

She does see more miracles than she believes possible in this age after the gods.

Angels rise, demons fall, and former heralds test their bounds.

The Chains Hold.

And in a tiny cottage far from anything of merit, except their mothers, a child of golden mein is born, and Vax remarks that the threads respond so curiously at her arrival… but that is not his Lady.

So… now, Keyleth stares down at her raven-haired daughter, clutched so tightly in her arms. She is not certain, not yet, but there is something so familiar about her as a wintery wind seeps through the windows where none should be.

Her family encroaches at this moment, exalted at her rather abrupt arrival in this world. It is a different and shifted family, formed by the legacy she has lived alongside for so long.

"Waited long enough, huh?" Keyleth murmurs, pressing her lips to the babe's head, and she swears she sees a smirk.

She laughs to herself as her love, the father of her child, bursts through the window, the Remnant Raven and his Harrowing Hare companion a step behind, a wide smile on her face.

"Thank you," she whispers to her baby girl, and so much goes into those two words. She's not certain yet if she reckons truth, mistake, or delirium.

The girl smiles toothlessly, and Vax is there, clutching to her side, with tears on his cheeks and such hope in his eyes.

"Hello, darling," he breathes, and Keyleth allows herself to simply be in a single moment for the first time in an age.

And so closes an Era, with a new one to commence sometime soon, but first, we travel back to the beginning—a Divergence.

[le-chevalier-au-lion]

sigh. do i need more ideas? no. do i have more ideas? of course

abbott!valentino receives a very curious guest from the county of barcelona who claims that he's going on a holy pilgrimage to rome. all is well and good. problem: they are more or less virtually isolated due to winter and the fact it is the handwavy late 1300s and you have new outbreaks of plague every so often.

and said guest always has a convenient excuse to avoid mass and the sacraments.

(and god is he handsome. no less fair than an angel. the kind of face that inspires nuns to dream of being taken over by the holy spirit. dark-eyed and intense. laughs too loudly in the quiet of the monastery, shameless. he clasps valentino's hand in his own and kisses it, mouth hot against his fingers. thank you for your generosity, father.)

cue demon!marc. who now has a very particular interest in getting one immortal soul to stumble. just a little, if you will.

more under the cut because i have Thoughts tm.

so. this is no particular monastery. you can think san giorgio in venice, or maybe pomposa near ferrara. in short: very rich, very influential, lots of land. suitable for one politically savvy valentino rossi, of course, but still firmly under the ora et labora rule.

this is a place of contemplation sanctifying work. if valentino's table is always, well, generous, it's only because he's providing to his guests who don't adhere to his order's strict frugality. if he's a great hunter and rider, it's only to provide to his flock. if he walks around with a mitre ornamented with gold, it's because of the generosity of the good folk of christ.

and marc finds it hilarious. he so dearly loves hypocrites, liars and holy men. he wants this one all for him.

it's no hardship, to distract valentino from properly attending the hours (he's simply sampling from the abbey's excellent wine, they're beyond skilled, really, his most sincere compliments. and if his mouth is stained dark and inviting, well, wasn't it god who made men beautiful).

to go hunting with him and smile up once they break off from the rest of their entourage, his hands stained with blood, his eyes fiery. you're a remarkable marksman, valentino says, strangled, while marc kneels on the snow before him, watching the poor hart bleed to death.

and listen, valentino may be more prince than clergyman (it's the right era for that. there are anti-popes in avignon. the medicis, sforzas, borgias, the viscontis, della roveres, orsinis, borghese, etc, etc, etc are either right around the corner or there already. it's the time of the cardinal-nephews) but he isn't stupid.

he keeps getting those letters from luca (maybe a condottieri. maybe a local nobleman. if this is venice, i keep seeing him as serving one of the avogadori de comùn, aka public prosecutors, or in the quarantia) about how the crops are failing, and the plague is getting worse, and people are gettting a little wild. more crimes. more violent crimes.

the local confessor is very worried about the souls of valentino's monks, too. he cannot get in detail, no, but many are experiencing doubt and temptation. strange dreams. unwilling desires.

valentino smiles, thinly. these are trying times, he says, the very picture of sorrowfulness in his artfully dyed habit. he's thinking about—how he dreams at night. tanned hands braced against his chest. the glimspe that he caught of marc's thighs, smooth, strong. how exactly he thought about extracting payment, after marc pressed a silver necklace into his hands, eyes downcast, father, i have nothing else to give, but take this, i don't wish to impose on the generosity of the servants of christ.

[sungbeam]

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: thank you to @petrichor-han for tagging me in her lovely wrapped post!! i had so much fun putting this together, and my spreadsheet tracker can finally be used for something bahaha 💀 i'll be talking more about my experiences this year later in the post!

some no pressure tags: @gluion @winterchimez @winwintea @polarisjisung @thepixelelf @sorryimananti-romantic @diamonddaze01 @jinkoh @blizzardfluffykpop @sohnric @from-izzy

first fic of 2024: daybreak ☆ ju haknyeon

posted january 5th

i remember writing this in bed while being in an awful spot, mentally. in an effort to save myself from disaster, i wrote this very short fic to focus on describing something comforting.

last fic of 2024: what we make of it ☆ wen junhui

posted december 1st

i also wrote this one in bed (i've written a lot of these in bed...)!! and it was after much mental simpery over wen junhui and the pics from his new drama that i gave into the idea of general!jun (i've also been dying to write something historically adjacent).

longest fic: incantations ☆ ji changmin

i remember conjuring about four ideas for the dbn halloween event before ultimately settling on yet another demon au TT like there was a cultish monster hunter au, a fallen angel reincarnation au, and a zombie apocalypse au... i honestly didn't know if i would make it or not lol and i had @justalildumpling proofing while i wrote the ending haha i can't say if i'm completely satisfied with it, but i can say that i think my world building and plot building skills have def improved, and you can see it in that fic

most popular fic: leave the window open ☆ choi san

tbh i thought this fic was gonna be a flop at first bc it wasn't until maybe a day after i posted it that it started to get traction? i also had the idea for it haunting my brain for MONTHS and i was so glad to finally get it out into words haha suffice to say, i am still so surprised by how well it did, but pleasantly so!

personal pick: creature ☆ ji changmin

i could talk about this fic, this series, this CHARACTER for DAYS. at this point, nt!changmin is a completely different entity to the changmin you think you know LOL creature is my self-indulgent character study of a demonic being who loves a person so much that he doesn't know what to do with himself

pretty self-explanatory — i honestly have no idea how i wrote over 300k last year, but i'm still pretty happy with how much i was able to write this year! i took a lot more breaks, and more time to write, and this def doesn't encompass just how many words i've written that are still in drafting stages and not published :')

i bet at least one of these surprises you >< (it's changmin right? jkjk)

ji changmin: ~51,900

— find him in: casino royale, subtle poetry, creature, and incantations

txt choi line: ~21,600

— find them in: bird hunt

jeong yunho: ~12,600

— find him in: bedfellows and something to give each other

to my friends, mutuals, and readers, thank you so much for being by my side this year! it's been brutal out here, not gonna lie, and i wish i had been able to post and write more this year. alas, life happens. i also find that writing longer fics that are more fleshed out just satisfy my creative needs a lot better—meaning that i will likely not produce as many fics, quantity-wise, as i used to.

on that note, i hope to at least give you some idea of what you can look forward to in the new year! i have several ideas for my superhero collab, including (but not limited to): mutant angel!jeonghan, scarlet witch!minghao, and venom!changmin. i'm also actively plotting out ventures with our sebongs, particularly a dokyeom knight fic and a fake dating dino fic! as for my current ongoing wips, i am hoping to get more finished for terra nova (high sci-fi/fantasy ateez fic), birds of prey (mafia hongjoong), and other secret projects 😌

that's all from me, friends. happy holidays and see you in the new year 💖🥂✨

[theogclownboy]

characters I think regress part 2

there's gonna be a lot of these for a bit

1: Wally darling (welcome home)

2: Manic (sonic underground)

3: Baxter (hazbin hotel)

4: Yuri (ddlc)

5: peridot (Steven universe)

6: Jackie boy man (jacksepticeye)

7: Chase Brody (jacksepticeye)

8: Argos

9: suction cup man

10: spinel (Steven universe)

11: sal fisher (Sally face)

12: Lego joker (Lego batman)

13: flippy (htf)

14: red guy (dhmis)

15: Bezel (chikn nuggit)

16: Bruno (encanto)

17: Roger rabbit

18: Sans (undertale)

19: Jack skeleton (the nightmare before Christmas)

20: Marceline (adventure time)

21: Hunter (toh)

22: Remus (sander sides)

23: JD (heathers)

24: Lydia (BeetleJuice)

25: cartoon and musical Beetlejuice

26: bobby worst (Brandon Rogers)

27: King dice (cuphead)

28: Discord (mlp)

29: Angel dust (hazbin hotel)

30: Alastor (hazbin hotel)

[scarletqueenx]

chapter one - meet the holloways

Dean Winchester x Female Reader

Summary: After a few months dating, Dean abandoned you in a motel room without giving you any explanation, years later his brother and he saved you from a demon and now you hunt with them discovering every day new mysteries about your family and the destiny that awaits you. Heaven, hell, demons, angels, vampires, witches and much more.

A/N: English is not my first language. This is my first time writing in the readers perspective, as i'm used to write oc´s.

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Months had passed since the Djinn had sent him to that dream. Months in which many things had happened in Dean's life. The worst of all, watching his little brother die before his eyes. Which forced him to make a deal with a demon to bring him back to life. A deal that left him with now less than a year to live.

Dean tried not to think about you. He knew you would be better off away from him and his life as a hunter. Now he knew even more so. If he wanted to keep you safe he had to stay away. But his time was running out, and he didn't know if he could die peacefully without seeing you one last time.

Sam knew something was tormenting his brother. He was looking for a way to help him end the deal that would send him to hell in less than a year, while helping him fulfill his last wishes. At least that's what Dean called them.

Every chance he got, Sam would fill him with questions, trying to figure out what it was that his brother didn't want to tell him. He had come to the conclusion that it was a pending conversation with someone, as he often found his brother looking at the contacts on his phone, hesitating to press the call button.

"Bobby called. He says he has a case for us. Well, more like a favor." He informed his brother one morning.

"A favor?" Dean frowned, packing his clothes into his bag to leave the motel where they had spent the night.

"Yeah. To an old friend."

"Like a hunter?" He asked, putting on his jacket.

"I don't know." Sam shrugged, following his footsteps out of the room and to the car.

"Ok. Where?"

"San Francisco." He answered, getting inside the car.

"San Francisco?" Dean repeated, confused. Sam nodded. "Ok, well. Let's go." He stated, sitting in the driver's seat of the Impala. "Did he say anything else? What is the case about?"

Sam shook his head.

"He wasn't really specific. Said it was urgent and sent an address."

Dean said nothing more after that, starting the car to begin the drive to California.

Dean could feel a knot in his chest as they climbed the stairs to the porch of the house whose address Bobby had sent them. It was Sam who pressed the doorbell, both of them waiting for someone to open the door for them. But neither expected that it would be a child who did so.

"Hi. Is this the Holloway's house?" Sam asked, looking at the young boy of no more than 14 years old.

"That depends." He answered "Who's asking?"

His eyebrows raised with curiosity as his eyes roamed over them.

"I'm Sam." He introduced himself before pointing out to his brother "This is Dean. We are looking for Henry Holloway. Bobby send us."

"Hold on a minute." He asked them, raising a finger.

"Wait." Dean said in frustration as he watched him close the door on them.

Sam frowned, watching his brother with confusion. Dean seemed altered and nervous. Which was odd for Sam to see, as he was used to seeing him hide both of those feelings very well, especially in front of him.

The door opened once again at their side, both of them meeting a man instead of the boy who had previously opened the door for them.

"Hi." He greeted. "Dean and Sam?"

"Yes, sir." This time is Dean who answered, giving him a nod.

"Thank god you're here. Bobby said you'll be coming." He sighed with relief, stepping aside. "Come in, come in." He gestured for them to enter the house. Dean and Sam didn't hesitate to do so, closing the door behind them. "This is Peter, my youngest son." Henry pointed to the stairs, where the boy was sitting. A Deadpool comic book on his hands.

Dean gave him a little nod, while Sam raised his hand. Peter watched them carefully as they walk behind his father, into his office.

"Bobby said you may had a case for us." Dean said, looking at the books and documents scattered around the room. It was then that he realized the state the man was in. It was very clear that he hadn't slept in a long time. Disheveled and with dark circles under his eyes.

"Yes. I do." He nodded, looking for something through all the documents. "Where the hell is it?" Mumbled to himself before raising his voice. "Peter, where is the photo?"

"On the shelf. On top of the books" The boy replied, not bothering to look up from his comic book.

"Yeah, yeah. Thanks." Henry walked back over to the Winchester brothers. With a frame in his hands he pointed a finger at the girl in the picture. "This... this my little girl. She... She is missing"

Dean had already figured out from their first and last names alone that Henry and Peter were the family of the girl he had dated years before. But when he saw that photo his suspicions were finally confirmed.

"When was the last time you saw her?" Sam asked, snapping him out of his thoughts.

"Two nights ago." Henry answered. "She went to her room after a movie night. There is no sings of any violence or struggle. I think she left. She does that sometimes. Goes out at night and hunts some ghosts, vampires or other creatures."

"Wait." Dean interrupted him, getting his attention. Henry looked at him in confusion as Dean struggled to utter the question he wanted to ask him. "Eh... Sorry. She... she is a hunter?"

"She thinks she is." He said, correcting him. "I mean... she is good at it. Really good. Her mother trained her when she was a kid. And she has never stop training after her death. I... I'm a teacher in university. I teach about myths and creatures. She knows how to kill them."

"So, you think she went after something?" Sam asked.

"Well, yeah. That would be the most logical reason." He nodded. "That's why I called Bobby"

"Any idea of what could it be?"

"No. I... I don't know"

"Any place she could've written it down? Any information she had compiled that might give us some idea of what could it be?"

"Ah... If that's the case, it would be in her room." He gestured toward the stairs.

Before he could guide them to the room, the house phone rang announcing a call.

"Excuse me." He quickly apologized, walking to the phone. "Peter, take them to your sister's room."

The boy sighed, rising to his feet. Sam and Dean approached him, the latter taking one last quick glance at the man.

"This way." He indicated them, starting to walk up the stairs.

Once on the second floor, the brothers follow the footsteps of the young boy with curly blond hair and sea-blue eyes down the long hallway. Sam, still confused by his brother's attitude, turned to watch him with concern.

"Dean, are you okay?" He asked.

"Mmm?" Dean glanced at him with confusion. "Yes. I'm fine." He assured. "Am... Peter? How long has your sister been hunting?"

"Since she turned 16." The kid replied. "She is 24 now. Think you can count how many years those are?"

Dean and Sam shared a look at his answer.

"Very funny."

Peter stopped, catching the brothers by surprise and causing both of them to nearly bump into him.

He then turned back to face them. "Are you going to find her?" Peter asked, hesitant.

"That's the idea. Yes." Sam stated.

Dean squinted his eyes, watching the expression on the young boy's face.

"Hey, kid. I'm sure she is fine." Dean didn't know if he was just trying to calm the boy down or if he was also trying to convince himself. He was still trying to process the fact that he had broken up with you because of his job and now he was finding out that you were also a hunter.

Peter nodded slightly, opening the door behind him.

"She hides everything in that closet." He gestured, letting them into the room.

"Do you have the key?" Dean asked, looking at the lock on the closet door.

"She wears one in her necklace. I don't know where she hides the spare one."

"We could force it." Sam suggested, looking at his brother.

"She would kill you." Peter stated, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"We could look for the key. If we don't find it, we open it without it." Dean suggested.

"Fine."

"Peter, are you sure you don't know where she might have hide it?".

The boy shrugged, causing Dean and Sam to share a look.

Peter sighed before speaking. "She loves this teddy bear. It has a pocket on the back." He explained, stretching out on the bed until he reached it. Dean nodded, taking it in his hands.

"Here it is." He celebrated, handing the key to his brother.

Sam took it in his hands, opening the closet with it. His eyes meeting with a pile of books and weapons stored inside.

"Wow. Didn't know she had that much weapons." Peter admitted, moving closer.

"Does she ever tell you what she hunts?" Dean asked, placing a hand on his shoulder to pull him back before he could reach for one of the knives as he intended.

"She talks about the cases with me as bedtime stories." He shrugged. "She hunts ghosts mostly. She likes the fact that she is putting them to rest. Loves the searching part of it too. She has also hunt some vampires. A werewolf once."

Sam raised his eyebrows in surprise at his words.

"What about demons?"

"They exist?"

"Yeah. They exist."

"I don't think so." He replied. "But maybe. She has hunt a couple of witches too."

"Ok. So she knows how to hunt the basics." Sam noted, catching his brother's attention. "But if she doesn't know about demons... She maybe doesn't know they can't die and that you have to exorcise them."

"Exorcise?" Peter opened his eyes in surprise. "Like the movie?"

"Yeah, like the movie. More less."

Peter narrowed his eyes, watching Dean as he grabbed one of the small leather-bound journals from one of the boxes.

"Don't... touch her diaries." Dean ignored him, opening it up. "She is going to kill you, dude."

"Better that than let her die, don't you think?" He stated. His eyes darting quickly across the pages of the journal.

"Just saying. You read her diaries, she not going to care if you saved her."

Dean stopped listening to him when his eyes came across a small photo. It was a polaroid that you had taken of the two of you one night inside Baby. You had found the camera in a store and had thought it was funny. That was the last night you had spent together. The last time Dean saw you.

"This one is old." He noted, reading the date in the upper right corner of the page. "Do you know where she keeps her current one?"

"No."

Dean turned to look at him as Sam checked the guns.

"Why do I not believe you?" He asked. Peter shrugged. "Listen, kid. We are trying to find her alive. But you need to help for that to happen, understand?"

Peter looked at him carefully, not sure of what to say. He didn't know Dean and Sam. He didn't trust them. But it was his sister they were talking about. You could be in a lot of trouble. And you were his favorite person in the world, he couldn't lose you.

"There is a broken board on the floor." He finally said. "She hides it underneath."

"Where?"

Letting out a sigh, Peter got up from the edge of the bed, walking over to the bookshelf where you kept your records and music tapes.

"Here." He gestured, dropping on his knees to the ground.

Dean soon followed him as Sam scanned the rest of the room for any other clues. His fingers grasped the board carefully, lifting it up to open the small hiding place. His eyes stumbling over the diary.

"Any friends? Hunters she would go hunt with?" Dean then asked. "A boyfriend maybe?"

That last question left his mouth with hesitation. The truth was, he didn't want to hear whatever answer Peter had to give him. It made sense to think that you would have moved on with your life, but that didn't make the thought of you with someone else hurt any less.

"No."

A wave of relief washed over his body at the blonde's response. But Dean did his best to hide it.

"No?" His eyebrows rose as his eyes met boy's blue ones. "Nothing? No friends?"

"She is a pretty lonely girl." Peter shrugged. "I'm her best friend."

"That's sweet."

Dean couldn't judge her for that. Since for him, his little brother was also his best friend and all he had.

After a few more minutes checking your room, Dean and Sam prepared to leave the house. They didn't have much information, so the best thing to do was to start looking around the city. Eat something to regain their energies and look for a motel since it looked like it was going to take a while to find you.

"Can I go with you?" Peter asked as they reached the door. Blocking their way out of the room.

"No." Dean stated.

"Why?" The kid looked at him in confusion.

"Because it's dangerous." Sam was the one who answered this time.

"If it's a ghost I know how to fight them." He assured them. "And vampires too."

"You're not coming." Dean declared, tired of his persistence.

"Why?"

"First, your father would kill us." He noted. "Second, your sister would kill us."

Before Peter could say anything to argue that statement, his father stepped before them.

"You're still here, great." Henry sighed with relief. "Do you have any leads?"

"No. Not yet." Sam answered. "We were going to a motel. Trying to gather all the information Peter has given us."

"Which is not much." Dean muttered to himself.

"Oh, that's why I was relieved you were still here." Henry said. Both brothers looked at him with confusion. "You can stay with us. The house is big enough. We have a guest room. I can put another bed in it."

"We don't want to intrude."

"You don't." He assured.

Dean and Sam shared a quick look before answering.

"Ok, then." Said the older one.

"Great." Henry celebrated, clapping his hands together.

"We're going out to do some research, we'll come back later." Dean then said.

"All right."

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"So... Are you going to talk about it?" Sam asked as they walked into a coffee shop a couple of blocks from the house.

"Talk about what?" Dean frowned searching for an empty table.

"I don't know." Sam shrugged, following his brother's footsteps to a table at the back of the place. "You've been weird since we got here. Actually, you've been weird for a while now, but today you've been even more so."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Sure you don't."

"What do you want me to say, Sammy?" Dean looked at him in confusion.

"You know her." Sam pointed out.

"What?" Dean questioned. But something had changed in him, and Sam could tell despite his efforts to hide it.

"This girl. You know her, don't you?"

"What makes you think that?" His gaze turned away from his brother's, a clear sign that he knew exactly what he was referring to but was trying to keep up his false confusion.

"It's actually pretty obvious." Sam shrugged, leaning his back against the seat.

"It's not that obvious." Dean complained, looking back at him.

"So it's true?" His eyebrows rose and a small grin peeked through his lips.

"I didn't say that."

"Oh, come on, Dean." He insisted, resting his elbows on the table as he leaned forward. "Listen, maybe the things you know about her can help us find her."

"I don't know anything about her. I didn't even knew she was a hunter." He declared in frustration. "We... dated. It was before dad disappeared. Right after you went to Stanford. We were a couple of moths together."

"Months?" Sam looked at him in surprise.

"Yeah, months." He nodded, studying his brother's expression. "What?"

"Nothing." Sam said. Dean sighed, happy that the conversation had come to an end. But Sam didn't felt the same way as he continued talking. "I just didn't knew you could open that much to someone. You barely date women for a couple of weeks, Dean." He stated. Earning a serious look from Dean. "Hey, I'm not judging you. Everybody's gonna open up to someone eventually."

"Yeah, well, I don't. It was stupid to get that close." He declared, looking at his brother with annoyance as he noticed the amused smile on his lips. "Would you stop?" He asks, annoyed. "Blink or something."

"You loved her." Sam stated. Dean sighed, looking away from him. "You were in love with her, but you dumped her."

Dean closed his eyes for a few seconds. He was trying to think what he should answer. But his mouth started moving before he could think clearly. "I was gonna tell her the secret." Sam looked at him in surprise. "You know, our job and all of that. But then dad needed my help and... He figured out I was with someone when I refused to go on a case with him. It was her birthday, I couldn't just walk away and leave her. Which is exactly what I did when Dad opened my eyes when he told me that by telling her about us I would only put her in danger. Which he was right about."

"Yeah, maybe. But she is also a hunter."

"Wish I knew back then, honestly." He assured. "I knew her father taught about this kinds of things, but no that they knew they were actually real. It's like I didn't knew her at all."

"Ok. So... You knowing her it's not going to help us find her."

"No."

The waitress approached them with a small notebook in her hands, asking if they know you. She had heard them say your name as they passed her on their way into the place.

"You know her?" Sam asked, raising his eyes to her.

"Yeah. She comes here often. In fact, she sits at this exact booth." She informed them, resting a finger on the table's wood. "Our burgers are the best in the neighborhood. At least that's what she says. Spends a couple of hours a day here. She eats and reads while listening to music on her walkman. Pretty old fashion if you ask me." She explained. "Is she doing okay? Hasn't been here for the last couple of days."

"Did she say anything strange to you the last time you saw her?" Sam asked.

"No. We don't talk much, actually. She seemed pretty focused reading a newspaper, but nothing else out of the ordinary."

"Do you have a newspaper from that day?" Dean questioned, gaining the girls attention.

"I don't know." She answered. "I can go check, though."

"That would be great." Sam said. "Thanks."

She nodded.

"And can you bring us a couple of those famous burgers?" Dean asked. "And a couple of beers."

"Yeah. No problem." She smiled at him, writing their order on her pad.

Sam then turned to his brother with a small smile on his lips.

"Walkman?" He repeated with amusement. "You two are made for each other."

"Oh, shut up." Dean rolled his eyes at his comment.

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By the time Dean and Sam returned to the Holloway house it was dark. They both thought that Peter and Henry would have gone to sleep by then and they wouldn't be approached with questions. But that wasn't the case.

Peter was the first to appear, turning on the entrance light. Dean narrowed his eyes at the sudden brightness.

"Did you guys find something?" He asked.

Dean sighed, getting used to the light and finally meeting the young man's figure at the bottom of the stairs.

"No."

"No?" He repeated, crossing his arms and raising his eyebrows in disbelief. "What kind of hunters are you?"

Dean wasn't amuse by that.

"Okay, kid, even if we found something, we are not going to tell you." He then replied.

"Why? She's my sister, you know."

That was the moment Henry appeared, coming down the stairs as he put on his glasses.

"Did you guys find anything?" He asked, as he reached his son. His eyes watching the Winchester brothers, looking for answers.

"No. They're useless." Peter answered before either of them could say anything.

"We are still searching." Sam said, ignoring the boy's words.

"In fact, we have a question for you, Peter." Dean admitted. The boy raised his eyebrows, looking at the newspaper he was showing him. "Do you know this girl?" His finger pointed to a photo on the page.

"Kaila Matthews?" He asked, looking at the picture. "Yeah. She disappeared a couple of days ago after school."

"You go to class with her?" Sam asked.

"Maybe."

"Answer the question." Dean instructed.

"Why? You're supposed to be looking for my sister not her."

"Do you?" Dean insisted.

"Okay. Yes. We go to the same class." He finally admitted.

"Do you know anything about her apart for her disappearance?"

"Not much. She is pretty shy. Likes marvel comics, like me, so I think she is cool. We once did a school work together."

"Not that." Dean sighed in annoyance.

"Oh, like... personal stuff?" Peter narrowed his eyes, receiving a small nod from Dean.

"Yeah."

"She lives with her father and baby brother a couple of blocks from here." He answered.

"Father and baby brother?" Dean repeated, sharing a look with his brother.

"Yeah."

"Doesn't that sound familiar to you?" He asked, returning his gaze to the boy.

"Wait. You think the same person or monster that got my sister got her first?" Peter narrowed his eyes in confusion.

"Maybe. Or maybe someone or something was trying to get your sisters attention. And she fell for it looking for the girl."

"So this is personal." Henry pointed, catching the brothers' attention. "If that's the case... she might be already..."

"Okay. Let's... not jump into conclusions." Dean interrupted him. "She is not dead."

Henry nodded slightly, trying to hold on to hope for his daughter. But Dean's attention was once again drawn to the young man with golden curls who at that moment was walking away from them.

"Hey, where are you going?" He asked, following his footsteps to Henry's office.

"She said something before leaving." Peter replied, looking through the papers scattered on the desk. His father and Sam stood next to Dean, looking at him in confusion.

"Oh, and you happen to tell us just now?"

"I was asleep when she left. I couldn't remember." He explained in his defense. "She mentioned a park."

"Kaila disappeared in a park." Sam remembered, pointing to the newspaper in his hand.

"Yes, exactly." Peter exclaimed. "Here."

He walked back to Dean, handing him a map of the city and pointing to a location on it.

"Golden Gate Park?" Dean frowned.

"Yes. I remember Kaila mentioning she loves to go visit the Conservatory of Flowers with her father. Her mom used to love that place." Peter explained.

"Okay. So Kaila disappeared one day there, her father went to the police and your sister heard about it somehow. She went there the next night and you called Bobby for help." Sam summarized. Henry nodded.

"Alright, let's go to that conservatory." Dean declared, heading back to the door as he folded the map in his hands.

As Sam and Dean got into their car, Peter looked at his father with expectation. The boy couldn't bear the thought of staying in the house while they went in search of his sister. Dean had exclaimed a 'stay here' before leaving, but Peter wasn't a big fan of following the rules. And to tell the truth that was something he had inherited not only from his mother, but also from his father. Henry couldn't stay home and do nothing while his daughter could be in danger, or worse, dying. So, ignoring Dean's words, they both got into their car, following the Chevy Impala driven by the eldest Winchester brother.

"I thought I told you not to follow us" Dean complained as he got out of the vehicle once they arrived at the closest entry of the park to the conservatory.

"You don't seriously think I'm going to stand still, do you? It's my little girl we're talking about" Henry approached him, watching as Dean opened the trunk of the car, which was filled with various weapons.

"Besides, we don't know if you even know how to take care of yourselves." Peter said. "Should we really expect you to save her?"

"We are hunters, you know."

"You had no clue where to find her before I gave you a lead."

"And it took you hours to tell us." Dean reminded him with annoyance, slamming the trunk shut.

"Wasn't sure I could trust you." He shrugged, following his steps through the park. "And I'm still not sure if I'm being honest."

Dean turned to him with an irritated expression on his face, ready to answer him.

"Stop with the bickering." Sam interrupted. "Keep silent, and do not stray away" He instructed Peter and his father.

"I actually think we should split up" Dean stated as they reach the conservatory gate, which was strangely and very clearly forced open.

"Is never a good idea in the movies." Peter said.

"This is not a movie..." A strange noise interrupted his words, alerting him.

Opening the door slowly, the four of them enter the place. It was the middle of the night, so the dim light made everything more sinister. Peter had been smart enough to grab a flashlight and take it with him, just as the Winchesters had done. They also carried a gun and a machete in their hands, still not knowing what they were up against.

As he turned on his flashlight, the light shone brightly on a figure.

"Kaila?" He asked, recognizing her former classmate. Dark hair and blue eyes, the girl's nervous breathing calmed down when she recognized his voice in the distance.

"Peter? Thank god." She sighed in relief. The boy ran towards her while Dean and Sam checked the large main room for the creature that had taken her. "Your sister..."

"Have you seen her? Where is she?" He asked.

"I don't know." She replied as Sam, Dean and Henry stood next to Peter. "She told me to stay in the ring of salt and not to move." She pointed to the circle on the floor that surrounded her.

"When was the last time you saw her? Where did she go?" Dean then asked, trying to calm his own nerves.

"He... He had locked me in one of the flower rooms. The one with the daisies, my mother's favorite. That section is closed for maintenance, no one found me for days." She explained nervously. "But she did two nights ago. I don't remember much else after that, I think I passed out. Tonight when I woke up, we tried to leave, but he came back and she told me to stay here. That I would be safe." Her eyes rose again to meet Dean's and Sam's gazes. "I don't know why a circle of salt would stop him, but it did. He walked by, a few minutes ago and... he just looked at me."

"Are you hurt?" Henry then asked, crouching down to be at eye level with her. She shook her head.

"No. He didn't touch me." She assured. "Couldn't say the same about her tho. I hope she is..."

A loud cry of pain echoed throughout the building, interrupting her. Everyone's heads turned towards the direction of the scream.

That scream was quickly followed by another a second later. Dean wasted no time, running in its direction. Sam followed his footsteps closely while Peter and Henry stayed with Kaila.

Dean's scream asking for you was heard throughout the entire conservatory. You weren't able to recognize his voice, but the demon leaning over you did.

"You got lucky, beautiful." He murmured, stroking you blood-stained cheek. You closed your eyes tightly, trying to stifle a cry of pain. "I don't want to have to face those two hunters. Not yet at least. We'll meet again, don't worry. Maybe you'll recognize my face more next time." He smiled slightly before separating from you.

A small wave of relief filled you as you no longer felt his presence next to you. But you still felt that dread in your chest.

Dean was the first to reach you, crouching down next to you after checking the room for any potential threats. His green eyes met yours for a quick second before your vision blurred. Everything turning black seconds later as you fell unconscious.

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