#bobby this is for the stalker fic

[matan4il]

911 ep 707 first watch reactions

Oh man, I'm actually not sure I have that much to say about this ep.

The entire plot with Mara and her brother Tyson was very sweet, very nice, and way too convenient. One day, shows are going to stop using the phrase, "There must be something you can do!" like it's some secret magic phrase, that makes this sentiment into a reality, AND turns the person addressed into someone willing to risk everything, in order to do that one thing they can do, which is usually something they're very much not supposed to... That said, Denny was sweet, Mara was lovely, her with Tyson was very endearing, and Henren continued to rule.

The storyline with Maddie was nicely handled, both her trauma, and the way Chim helped her use it to figure out the case and help save everyone from the stalker. My little Madney heart absolutely loved it. And Maddie's distress over a baby involved felt very real and understandable, when she's a mom herself now.

But then in a sense, it was clear this has no long term repercussions, other than bringing Brad into contact with Bobby. With his burn scars, and what we know about the fire that Bobby caused in the past, we can guess where this is headed. I trust that 911 will delve into this coming clash with the same humaneness with which it tackles most storylines.

But I'll be honest, I don't really like where Eddie's headed. I know Shannon scarred him deeply, but he was able to let go of her, and allow her to walk away from him twice while she was alive. It's weird if it's now being implied that the reason why he was never able to move on to another serious r/s is that he was stuck on her. The way she died was traumatic and painful, and it made sense that, even accepting that they as a couple were over, he had a hard time dealing with her death, but Eddie seemingly moved on in s4 at the latest. It feels a bit like they don't really know what to do with him, and how to move him on, so they keep going in circles with his character. Kinda like they were with Buck in s6. None of what we saw in that season helped Buck get to some major breakthroughs that we've seen in this one, so this current storyline with Eddie might end in the same way.

I'm not saying it doesn't have the potential to move him forward, and I'm sure it will be presented as if it has whether it actually does or doesn't (kinda like how 618 presented Buck and Natalia as a move forward, even though it very obviously was not), but right now, I'm not enjoying it. I also... even with this idea of having Eddie run into a Shannon look-a-like, I feel they could have gone in a lot of different ways, and the one where he goes on a date with her while having a serious gf he's essentially cheating on, it just doesn't feel great, or true to Eddie's values. Which can be the point, right? That sometimes we're so shaken up, we do stuff that's uncharacteristic. If that's where they'll take it, then it's working, 'coz right now, everything about this feels a little off. Let's hope they do something actually constructive with this, and give Eddie real progress (rather than just give Tim an opportunity to re-use an actress he already said he really likes).

Small mandatory Buddifer moment was really lovely, even if far from what my shipper heart would want. Then again, I honestly feel it's so funny that Buck is dating Tommy, while being married to Eddie, his actual baby daddy. If there aren't a lot of fics shipping all three men already, then IDK fandom.

Thank you for reading! If you’re looking for more, you can find my s7 reactions tag here, and more of my Buddie meta and content in my pinned post. xoxox

[kickingitwithkirk]

Winchester's Folly

Summary: When Dean gets into trouble John decides to hide the truth for his family

Pairing: Alpha!Dean x Omega!Reader x Alpha!Sam

WC: 1097

Dark! Fic-don't continue if you are disturbed by the subject matter.

Warnings: A/B/O, dystopian au, canon elements, non/con, dub/con, incest, subjugation, pandemic, mentions of nudity, physical/mental abuse, mention of collaring/leashed, sexual/slavery, rut/heat, physical altercation, death/murder conviction, show level violence, parental dominance, trafficking, branding, panic attacks, bondage, forced mating

*Additional warnings will be added

Square filled: @spnmixedbingo -stalker

A/N: Still working on reigning myself in, keeping each part reader-friendly length, and have no clue how many parts this will end up being.

A/N II: a few notes about designations in A/O sub-genders for this story.

Alphas-Dominant (head of the pack/family) Subordinate (obey Dominant) Breeders (rare & highly coveted by the government. Can challenge Dominant for pack/family leadership)

Omegas -Domestic (mostly wiped out by plague, few natural born left) Feral (government-supplied breeders sold commonly called O's) House O’s (3rd generation+ Feral/Dominant breed. Used as servants/sex workers) Pack (rare & highly coveted by the government)

*Divider by @firefly-graphics

*No Beta-all mistakes are mine

Part VIII

John leans against his truck's door, wearily rubbing his face, unaware that the judge is watching from their darkened chamber, yellow eyes alight with amusement. They held a glass of bourbon in salute and said, “Here’s to you, Johnny boy.”

****

Sam kept glancing in the rearview mirror every five minutes.

To the casual observer, it looked like he was checking on his brother, who passed out in the backseat, curled around his newly claimed Omega. But Sam’s instincts, which sometimes scared him, knew they were, by whom or what, he wasn’t sure, watched. 

Sam pulls out his Nokia and finds his dad’s number. “What’s wrong?” John’s gruff voice is grating on his frayed nerves. “I think we’re being followed.”

“Think or know? Which is it, Sam?”

“Know.” He tells of a vehicle that has been staying a quarter mile behind him since they left Devils Lake, ND. “We’re going to gas up in Fargo. I’ll let you know where to go next.” Thirty minutes later, Sam parked the Impala on the other side of a dual fuel pump and got out, stuck the nozzle into the rear port while John, checking his truck's rear tire pressure, quietly asked which vehicle it was that pulled into the station behind Sam. 

“Late eighties Mercury with the shitty two-tone job.” John moved to hang up his gas nozzle, “Take US75 to Wahpeton, then cut over to I-29. If they're still following, I’ll circle back behind them. If something happens, you haul ass to Bobby’s, don’t stop for anything. Understand.” 

Sam hung up his nozzle with a subtle nod and went to pay. Standing in line, he continued playing ignorant of the two people standing by the coolers watching him.

Several hours later 

Sam eyes the gas gauge while guiding the car through the cloverleaf exchange onto I-90 West, peers in the mirror, and sees that the car is still following but lets up some on the pedal anyways, so they’ll make it to Bobby’s because, at the rate the Impala burns fuel, they’ll be lucky to coast in on fumes. The vinyl creaked, and Dean’s head appeared over the seat-back, asking in a slurred, gruff voice, “Why are you driving my car?”

“Dad was ready to leave, and you were in no condition to drive.” Dean scrambles into the front seat, bumping into his brother, sniffs him, and Sam, already tired, isn't going to take any more guff, snaps, you stink like sex! Dean snatched Sam's snacks, guzzled his Mr. Pibb, then stuffed his mouthful of Funyuns mumbled, “This area looks familiar. Where are we headed?” 

“Would you believe Bobby’s?” Dean raised his eyebrows in disbelief. “That was my reaction when Dad told me.” Peering out the windshield, he jabbed, “You must be driving like grandma on Sunday ‘cause I don’t see dad’s truck.” Sam simply said, “He’s about half a mile behind.“ That set off Dean's radar and started to turn, “Don’t look!” Sam hollers.

 “Why? What’s wrong?” Dean yelled in his alpha voice, and Sam let loose a wrawl Dean had never heard an alpha do and slam back against the door. “Shit! I’m sorry Dean!“ Sam's eyes were huge and appeared as panicky as Dean's wolf felt. “S’kay, Sammy,” Dean's voice shook, “Just pay attention before you drive us into the barrier.” Sam’s eyes snap back to the road, and he quickly corrects. “Now, tell me what's going on.”

Sam fills him in on their being followed since North Dakota. Dean glanced in the side mirror, “Fuck! How long have my eyes been like this?” Sam shrugged, “No clue. They were like that when I talk you out of the courthouse.” Dean appeared remorseful. “Dad didn’t tell me anything about what happened.” Dean scoffed, “You know what happened!” 

 “Dean, I was referring to whatever happened in court today. And you’re not really to blame for…” A rustling in the back seat interrupts them, and Dean peeks over before averting his gaze forward. “I’m not to blame? I killed an innocent! Now I’ve sentenced her to this crap show that’s our lives. And you know the odds of her surviving if, no, when, I die? Zero! So Sammy, use your great intellect and convince me this isn’t all my fault.” Sam does try, but whatever he’s saying falls on deaf ears when his phone rings. Dean simultaneously alerts him, “Sam, that car is speeding up.” 

Cursing, he presses on the accelerator as Dean answers the phone. “Dad, what's happening?” He intently listens, “Dad’s going to try slowing them down. Says you need holy shit! Sam!!” Dean braced himself as his brother took the off-ramp too fast and fishtails onto a county road, gunning it. “Damn it, going have to realign the suspension after this,” he quickly dials another number. “Bobby, we’re coming in hot!” Dean says, “One car with two possible fugglies. Uh-huh, got it,” and hangs up. “He’s heading for the gate, don’t slow down.”  

“Dean, we’re cutting it close on the gas, man.” Dean leans over, “Don’t worry, Baby’s not gonna let us down,” silently praying Baby, don’t let us down while dialing again. “Dad, we’re running on fumes, need to back off; otherwise, you’re gonna be driving over us.” Sam can hear him giving orders. “Okay, when we get to the turn, Dad’s going to ram them so,” he pointedly gazed at Sam, who, spotting the gavel driveway entrance, nodded in acknowledgment and gripped the wheel tighter; he heard John's GMC roaring towards them. Dean calls over his shoulder, “Hold on, sweetheart...Sam now!!”

Sam smashed the brake pedal and cut the wheel, causing the 3,500-pound car to slide; screeching tires pierced the night as they left curved skid marks, then metal crunching when the truck's steel grill crashed into the other vehicle's rear end. Sam hit the gas, and the Impala roared under the Singer Salvage Yard signage, forcing Bobby to dive out of the way when gravel flew.

Partway down the drive, the car sputters and dies, rolling to a stop a few yards from the house. Bobby got up, mumbled idijits straightened his trucker cap, and heard the Impala’s squeaky doors simultaneously open; then Dean's voice was carrying on the night air, “If you’ve screwed up my car, I’m going to kick your ass!” 

Bobby marches towards the car and spits, “Stop giving your brother a hard time.” His rebuff dissipates when the elder brother's scarlet irises lock on him. Dean moves in front of a female sitting in the backseat like a predator protecting its kill and menacingly growls at him. 

Part IX

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[quick-catton]

i'm a very slow writer so as an apology i am exposing myself with my current wip list :^) in (mostly) chronological order of when i'll write them!

– curtgalejohn body shots (masters of the air)

– oliver's first kiss valentine's fic (cattonquick)

– felix feminization (cattonquick)

– halloween party felix in bunny costume (cattonquick)

– felix tongue piercing/oral fixation (cattonquick)

– seven minutes in heaven (cattonquick)

– smth revolving around the psychostalker duo (bobby from he went that way and tommy from stalker. aka basically cattonquick lol)

– like five misc fics i am gatekeeping for now but there's stuff to do with practice kissing, blind dates, felix being a scaredy cat, and oliver piercing felix (all cattonquick)

but my attention jumps around so much, i'm sure i'll end up writing some of these out of order and/or switching them up! <3 and i'm still always open to ask–requests/brainrot prompts etc and if there's higher interest in certain wips those can maybe take priority too! ^^

[numinousmysteries]

Dancing the Tandava (3/10)

[on Ao3] @today-in-fic

Washington, D.C. 1993

It’s only a few months into her assignment on the X-Files and Scully has made it a point to arrive at the office on time. Still, her perplexing partner always manages to get there first. It’s as if he sleeps in this underground lair or he’s afraid to leave her alone in his sacred space. Neither would shock her.

She doesn’t have a handle on Mulder quite yet. His intelligence fascinates and intimidates her. Trying to keep up with his mental leaps leaves her breathless. His ideas are out there, but his hunches are correct an eerie amount of the time. The unexplainable phenomena she’s seen piques her innate curiosity even though none of it fits into her framework of the coherent, reassuringly knowable universe.

He has every right to treat her with disdain. He had her number as a spy (albeit an unwilling and increasingly disobedient one) from their first meeting, and her doubting nature and innate need to play by the book only slows him down. But he seems truly interested in her thoughts and ideas even if they don’t align with his own. She was mortified when she nearly stripped in front of him on their first case to show him the marks on her back, but he never made her feel embarrassed.

Her job is to keep tabs on him but the more cases they investigate together, the more inclined she feels to protect him and his work. Her loyalty is slowly shifting from the establishments she’s long unquestionably trusted to Mulder and his singular quest.

When she shows up this crisp November morning, he’s already at his desk thumbing through a file. He’s wearing thin, wire-framed glasses and a tie with a dizzying, Escher-esque maroon and olive pattern. She thinks he’s handsome, then pushes the thought away. Getting involved with superiors and co-workers is a habit she’s actively trying to break.

“Morning, Scully,” he says, without looking up.

“Morning,” she replies, coming to sit across from him. “Anything interesting?” She gestures to the file on the desk.

“That depends,” he says, taking off his reading glasses and making eye contact with her. This boyish smile and the gleam behind his eyes are already familiar to her. They’re signs he’s found a case that’ll likely lead them into trouble. It both scares and excites her. “How interested are you in the Fouke monster, a.k.a. the Southern Sasquatch, a.k.a. the Swamp Stalker?”

“I have to admit it’s never crossed my mind,” she says.

“Oh, Scully.” His smile widens. “You’re in for a treat.” He turns the file around so she can read it. The first thing she notices is an amateur sketch of a Bigfoot-like creature with red eyes.

“A giant, hairy creature first spotted in Fouke, Arkansas, in the mid-nineteenth century, the Fouke monster has been described as being over 10-feet tall with glowing blood-red eyes. In 1971, Bobby and Elizabeth Ford of Fouke reported that the creature had broken into their home. A neighbor actually shot at it, and supposedly made contact, but it wandered off into the night. That was the last sighting, until a week ago when a group of teenagers camping out at nearby Boggy Creek say he got into their tent and stole all of their rations, including two family-size bags of Doritos.”

“Is Doritos theft a federal crime?” she asks him with a raised eyebrow. He better have more evidence than the shaky testimony of some teenagers to go off. “Or do you just want to go Sasquatch hunting?”

“By the tone of your voice I can tell you’ve never had the pleasure of goin’ squatchin,’' he says, his hazel eyes lighting up as they meet hers. It’s almost enough to make her blush.

The shrill ringing of the phone on his desk interrupts them before she can respond.

“Mulder,” he answers. She can hear the garbled sound of a male voice on the other end of the line.

“My what?” Mulder shouts into the phone, startling her. “Who is he?...Okay, we’ll be there as soon as we can.”

He hangs up the phone and turns his attention back to her. “Change of plans,” he says. “The Fouke monster will have to wait. We’re headed to Montauk. East End of Long Island.”

While she’s partly relieved she won’t have to interview a bunch of stoned teenagers about their alleged monster sighting, the rapid shift in Mulder’s attention gives her whiplash.

“What’s in Montauk?” she asks.

“A historic lighthouse, the shark hunter who inspired Jaws, and actually decent surfing for the East Coast,” he says, grinning at her.

“And yet why do I suspect you aren’t going to ask me to pack a wetsuit?” she asks.

He gives her a shoulder shrug and a pouty lower lip. “I wouldn’t stop you.”

“Seriously, Mulder,” she says, starting to lose her patience. “Why are we going to Montauk?”

“A disoriented young man has appeared at a decommissioned army base and specifically asked to speak with us.” He’s already up out of his chair digging through a filing cabinet.

“Did he mention what he’s so desperate to talk to us about?” she asks, trying to see what files he’s gathering.

“He says he’s from the future. The year 2023 to be exact.”

Scully laughs. “Mulder, that’s ridiculous. He’s probably some UFO fanatic who wants to meet you.”

Mulder shakes his head. He’s taking this seriously. “I think you overestimate my popularity,” he says.

“What about Max Fenig? He said he’d been following your work for years and that he’s not the only one.”

“Well, no one else has ever claimed to be my son before,” Mulder says. “Or that you’re his mother.”

She’s immediately taken back. Mulder has proposed a lot of improbable theories and ideas during their partnership, but this one might be the most ludicrous. He’s already grabbing his jacket from the back of his chair but Scully raises her hand to stop him.

“Mulder, wait,” she insists. “I don’t have to tell you how ridiculous that is. While I can’t speak for you, I know I don’t have a child, and I can say with total certainty that we’ve never had one together. Besides, you said ‘young man.’ How old is he?”

“I don’t know,” Mulder responds. “The officer said early 20s. He didn’t have any identification with him.”

“We were children ourselves 20 years ago,” she says, barely resisting an eye roll. “I can all but guarantee you this is someone pulling a prank.”

“I’m inclined to agree with you,” Mulder says. “But I have a feeling we should check this out. It’s not just what he said, it’s where he turned up.”

“Montauk?” she asks, confused.

“Not just anywhere in Montauk. At Camp Hero.”

“Yes, a decommissioned army base as you said,” she repeats.

“A supposedly decommissioned army base,” he grins. “CIA operatives at Camp Hero have reportedly been using extraterrestrial technology for experiments on everything from mind control and weather manipulation to the creation of wormholes for time travel. The project allegedly shut down in the 1980s when the base closed, but I’ve heard rumors that the work never stopped.”

He flips a file open on the desk facing her. Inside is a black and white photo of a giant radar tower and a hand-drawn blueprint of a building with rooms labeled “hypnosis lab” and “carrier oscillator.”

She tilts her head at him and squints. This is a lot, even for Mulder.

“So your theory is that you and I have a son who’s traveled back in time to—what? Come say hi?” she asks.

Mulder shrugs. “You said it yourself in your thesis: ‘Although common sense may rule out the possibility of time travel, the laws of quantum physics certainly do not.’”

If she did believe in time travel, this would be the perfect moment to return to her undergraduate days and choose a new thesis topic for her future partner to one day quote back to her.

“I know what I wrote, Mulder,” she says. “But that was a theoretical argument not a practical one. I was discussing the possibility of time dilation, an expanding or contracting of relative time as it’s experienced. There’s no science or technology that would actually allow someone to move forward or backward in time.”

“No science or technology that we know of yet,” he counters. “Let’s see what our boy cooked up in 2023.”

There is always the option not to leave with him—to stay in the office and write up a report while he goes chasing what is almost certainly a dead end—but she knows she’ll never choose that door. Instead, she retrieves her coat from the hook on the back of the office door and follows her frustrating, beguiling partner.

[chiefdirector]

(ai-less) Whumptober 2023 Masterlist

Ailesswhumptober prompt list

A/N: Links will be updated on a daily basis

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> No.1 Oxygen | Evan Buckley *

> No.2 Sleep | Bobby Nash & Evan Buckley

> No.3 Trust | Cisco Ramon

> No.4 Gut feelings | Tony Dinozzo

> No.5 Hopalong Cassidy | Aaron Hotchner / Spencer Reid

> No.6 (alt 29.) Home | Wanda Maximoff

> No.7 Forgiveness | Alex Karev

> No.8 (alt. 14) Human shield | Tim McGee

> No.9 Healing | Barry Allen

> No.10 Warehouse Blues | Jethro Gibbs

> No.11 Self-sacrificing vow | Alastor Moody

> No.12 Stalkers and Scribes | Leroy Jethro Gibbs

> No.13 Separated | Hen Wilson

> No.14 Care for her | Tim Bradford

> No.15 Turning | Carlisle Cullen

> No.16 Hospital Hallways | Luke Danes

> No.17 Hidden | Ziva David

> No.18 (Alt 27) Eyes on me | Spencer Reid *

> No.19 Left Behind | G. Callen

> No.20 (Alt 22) Feeling | Derek Shepherd

> No.21 Just Forget the World | Tony Dinozzo

> No.22 Blame Game | G. Callen

> No.23 Reunion | Thomas Thorne

> No.24 Run | Remus Lupin

> No.25 Ghosts | Charles Xavier

> No.26 Bullets and Broken Glass | G. Callen

> No.27 Soulmates | Tony Dinozzo

> No.28 Promise | Tony Dinozzo

> No.29 Desperate Times | Dean Winchester

> No.30 Grief | Bruce Wayne

> No.31 Loss | Leroy Jethro Gibbs

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> [Title] + [Character Name] * = no pairing character fic

> [Title] + [Character Name] & [Character Name] = platonic character fic

> [Title] + [Character Name] / [Character Name] = romantic character fic

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@wild-rose-35 @american-idiot-jpg

[nash-bby118]

Came to the realization that I have two of these. (stalking is the old one that I finally found after getting the new one. Don’t have the original file without it marked off. Nor did I ever finish the original version of Bad Things Happen Bingo.)

Click read more to find out more about where my brain is heading with these.

Will be Bathena, lady reader, and Brad related.

However… original is giving me a new idea to whump Bobby Nash with. Mainly with Brad being a stalker. Both are giving me ideas for lady!whump with the reader and Athena too.

Still wanna finish Kinktober… eventually… before I even do this. Well, either of them for that matter.

But basically my train of thought is possibly doing both as two separate fics. Mainly cause they would be waaaay too short to be their own thing. So doing 1-3 per chapter would make it longer and an actual story.

First story with the original:

Basically Brad is a stalker like the common silly theory. Kidnaps Bobby and hurts Athena in the process. However, I don’t see him treating Bobby like a pet. And he wouldn’t have Athena in the same house knowing she’s a cop just to treat her like one.

So… I was going to add in lady!Whump with the reader. She could be similar to Buck both in age and seeing him as a father figure. So Brad could kidnap the reader as well to break and condition her to be Bobby’s emotional support animal when he isn’t home. All pet whump related ones would happen to her(cage, leash, and so on). And the others can happen to Bobby.

Second story for the 2nd version:

Idk yet exactly. But thinking of Yandere!Bathena (not just Athena this time) and of course lady reader. Because again, there are pet whump ones on it and I don’t see Bobby or Athena being treated like a pet to that extent. Even by a bad guy.

The reader though…

Like I said, I want to finish Kinktober first. Whenever my inspiration comes back from war.

Then I can start on this and Whumpuary with everyone from 9-1-1. Already have some things planned for Madney, Henren, Buddie, and of course Bathena. Plus others like Buck and Bobby having a father/son moment in a tragic situation or Chim and Hen going through whatever.

[russellradio]

stalker fic you say 👀 *grabby hands*

🥰 thank you for asking. this one's almost finished actually and I don't know why I lost track of it

“Buck…” Eddie raised his eyebrows at him. “He knows where you work, what you like, what you were planning to read. He thinks you’re the love of his life, according to that insane letter. That creep could’ve followed you.” He felt sick at the thought.

“There doesn’t seem to be an immediate threat. That being said… have you considered taking some time off?”, Athena asked Buck. “No, come on, Athena, you can’t do that”, he whined. “I’m not doing anything”, she insisted. “But I’m sure, Bobby would give you the option.” The Captain confirmed with a small nod, knowing it wouldn’t make a difference.

[megalony]

hi i hate to bug you about this but i was wondering if you were still planning on writing about buck and reader going on vacation with their family. i think you were going to make similar to bobby and athena on the cruise. if you aren’t planning on doing it anymore no worries i’m just curious, and i may or may not be in a buck mood rn lol👀👀

anyway can’t wait to see what you write next!!

i also think that stalker fics would be fun to read and angst to read!!🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷

Ahhhh I do have that one planned and half written I just need the inspiration to get back to it. Hopefully I can soon.

And thank you hopefully I can come up with some stalker ideas soon

❤️❤️❤️

[sorchathered]

17, 18, and 19! ╰(*°▽°*)╯

17. Friends to lovers for sure!

18. I’m currently doing it now!! I have been wanting to go a little dark, so why not during spooky season! We are doing a cnc!stalker fic with Bobby!

19. My main hc for my Bob smut is that our boy is a biter, he likes to leave sink his teeth into you when he comes, he just can’t help himself 🥵

[ao3feed-destiel-02]

A Haunting Desire

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/ftDZxCA by GypsyFae77 In a world of power and passion, Dean Winchester, the dominant Head Alpha of the most powerful shapeshifter wolf pack, is a natural leader who has never found an omega that truly stirs his soul—until Halloween night. Castiel Novak, a rare male omega and sensitive medium, embarks on a haunted house adventure with his family and friends. His unique connection to the spirit world draws dangerous attention from dark forces. When Dean and his loyal pack enter the house, he senses his True Mate—Castiel. As spirits within the house target Castiel, seeking to use his powers for their freedom, Dean steps in to protect him, igniting a fierce bond. However, the danger doesn't end with their escape. Castiel's powers have awakened fully, marking him as a beacon for the living and the dead. At the same time, a mysterious stalker covets Castiel for their own. Determined to protect his True Mate, Dean must face threats from both the physical and spiritual realms. In a race against time, they fight for their love as they uncover the terrifying truth about Castiel's connection to the supernatural, forcing Dean to risk everything—including his soul. Words: 1259, Chapters: 1/24, Language: English Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M, M/M Characters: Dean Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural), Sam Winchester, Gabriel (Supernatural), Hannah (Supernatural), Michael (Supernatural), Crowley (Supernatural), Original Male Character(s), Charlie Bradbury, Ellen Harvelle, Bobby Singer (Supernatural), Missouri Moseley, Joshua (Supernatural), Lucifer (Supernatural), Lisa Braeden, God | Chuck Shurley, Becky Rosen, Jo Harvelle, Other Character Tags to Be Added, Garth Fitzgerald IV, Benny Lafitte, And others who might make an appearance I don't know yet, alternate universe/shifter Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester/Original Female Character(s) Additional Tags: Alpha/Omega, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Wolf Pack, Shapeshifting, True Mates, Medium Castiel (Supernatural), Kidnapping, Stalking, Obsession, Omega Castiel/Alpha Dean Winchester, Alpha/Omega True Mate Bond, Protective Dean Winchester, Sassy Castiel (Supernatural), Castiel Loves Dean Winchester, Dean Winchester Loves Castiel, Castiel & Sam Winchester Friendship, Sam Winchester Ships Castiel/Dean Winchester, i don't know what else to put, this is my first fan fic, be kind, lol, and here I am writing an omegaverse, Not smart, oh well, Grammarly Checked, Knotting, POV Dean Winchester, POV Castiel (Supernatural), POV Multiple, i think, Maybe - Freeform, I don't know I'm trying to give you guys a good story for my first attempt, Ok...so happy reading! read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/ftDZxCA

[wyked-ao3]

I wanna know about Omens :)

Ok so omens is a supernatural fic taking place shortly before Dean's gets out of hell and will continue well past Lucifer getting free. Angel's have soulbonds and tbh it's weird. Sam, Adam and Dean all have things happening around them that are omens of them being destined to be vessels. I'm working on chapter 9 of the estimated 70-100 chapters

I'll share the current opening scene

One month before the cemetery

Sam was annoyed this demon named Ruby would not leave him alone...he had no interest in drinking demon blood he had exorcised her three times already and she always came back like a dog with a bone...he had just sent her back to hell the day before so he hopefully would have the rest of the week without the demonic stalker, following him around like love sick puppy...he really wanted to know how one would go about getting a restraining order from a demon, it might be worth the hassle if he could figure it out...Bobby had laughed his ass off when sam asked him about it the first time the demon showed up...he recommended exorcism as the restraining order...it didn't really seem to be working all that well

Feel free to ask more questions :)

[hellabrothers]

And I’d give up forever to touch you, cause I know that you feel me somehow. You’re the closest to heaven that I’ll ever be and I don’t wanna go home right now

[quick-catton]

This ask is about that psycho stalker post you have and I noticed in the first gif Bobby(Felix) has a chain that could be similar to the one Oliver(tommy) had

Now I'm not saying Bobby is wearing Oliver's necklace but I most definitely am🤭 how did he get it though?

OHHH this is interesting. (files away in psychostalker fic brainstorming doc lol)

i'm coming up dry with ideas about how/why bobby could've gotten oliver's necklace, BUT i do think the necklace originally being bobby's and being given to oliver is equally plausible... maybe a 'laying claim' sort of thing, almost like a stand–in for a collar, keeping your dog/doll on a leash type of complex? bobby gives off the territorial vibe.

i'll add to this if i think of anything else to add since i'm not coming up with anything great right now 💪🏻

[papabearbobbynash]

just venting about fanfiction:

One thing I hate in bathena fanfiction is how many have this urge to turn either Marcy or Michael in villains, I’ve crossed so many of these and I really don’t get it.

I do understand holding a bit of grudge on Michael because he did cheat his wife for years (for what I understood), but since then even tho sliding sometimes he did always respect Athena and Bobby, in fact he and Bobby were basically besties.

I do understand even less whatever they do with Marcy, because she seemed to really care about Bobby and believe on him like saying he was her rock and believing he would come to save them in that fire, so what does people hold against her? Being a tired mother and wife who couldn’t stand Bobby being drunk again? That clearly was not the first time they had that discussion, plus we have barely seen her character, so I do wonder why such urge to make two women fighting for a man and then do Marcy like a psychotic stalker?

Sometimes when reading such fics I do ask myself if I’ve been watching the same show as some of these writers. It’s the same feeling I get when reading post-lawsuit fics that villanize the hell out of 118 in a very ridiculous out of character and dramatic way to add more trauma to Buck. It’s like reading the same fic countless of time in different versions and it’s soooo tiring.

[frsnkilm]

911 Fanfic Masterlist

Cheeky little masterlist for you all! It's my AO3 Masterlist of Buddie/911 fics that are Buck angst/whump centred with a lot of feels and firefam fluff. These aren’t all of my favourites but these are damn sure at the top of the list! 

Enjoy!!

Some Superhero (Some Fairytale Bliss) by fireladybuckley

http://archiveofourown.org/works/32496844.

Eddie Diaz has a secret. He is a firefighter by day, and a masked superhero by night. His boyfriend, a firefighter-in-training, has no idea of his secret identity. How long can Eddie keep up the game before Buck suspects what's really going on? (Buddie Bingo - Superhero AU)

A Friend Like Me by SadieYuki

http://archiveofourown.org/works/32729077. 

When some of Buck's possessions begin to go missing, at first he assumes that Eddie is pulling an elaborate prank on him. After all, the alternative is something he really doesn't want to think about. Items disappearing from his work locker? Fine. Annoying, but fine. Items disappearing from his apartment? Less fine… Stalker AU

Be Gentle With Me by ashavahishta

http://archiveofourown.org/works/29211663.

Buck isn’t talking. They’ve been out of the factory for ten minutes, getting oxygen, checking in on one another. Bobby stands like a sentry at Buck’s side, tense, looking like he’ll take out anyone who tries to interfere with him. Eddie submits to the paramedics from the 132, lets them check his airways and the scrapes on his forearm. All along he watches Buck. He’s slumped on the back of the ambulance, staring ahead and seeing nothing. He isn’t talking. Isn’t moving.

Because I Love You by browney3dgirl6

http://archiveofourown.org/works/32245555. 

After Buck's lawsuit, the team made it clear that they weren't going to forgive or forget anytime soon, especially Eddie. That all changed one day when Buck came running in, barely getting any words to form before passing out, right there in front of them.

Don't Move Don't Breathe by artbyweb86

http://archiveofourown.org/works/32227102. 

Buck is at a rescue scene when he is approached by a man. The man stabs him with a needle. He only has hours to live. Can the team help him in time?

Fucoffee by abow123456

http://archiveofourown.org/works/30118644. 

A simple call to a local coffee shop leads to Buck revealing a little more about his past the he wants. Threats and confessions are made, and Athena is Tired™️.

Shot Through The Heart by TheGhostWriter313

http://archiveofourown.org/works/32038774.

Buck is shot protecting Denny when a gun is drawn on the 118 in their own station.

Unbreakable by Tails89

http://archiveofourown.org/works/32657722. 

All it takes is one split second. Buck had been right there beside him, talking into his radio, confirming they were on their way out. And then he was gone.

Because I Love You by ChameleonCircuit

http://archiveofourown.org/works/24107950.

“Buck?” He asked, voice scratchy with sleep. “Go back to sleep,” Buck said gently. His words seemed to have the opposite effect, however, and Eddie was soon sitting up, rubbing his eyes. “You’re sneaking out on me?”

Don't Wanna Lie, I've Been Relying On You by badboybellamy

http://archiveofourown.org/works/31856101.

A remaking of certain scenes from 9-1-1 to make them Buck/Eddie centered. Eddie realizes how much he's been relying on Buck. Now it's his turn to let Buck rely on him. Following the events of the Tsunami, Buck and Christopher's bond strengthens as they keep a shared secret from everyone in the 118 including Eddie. Eddie knows they have been through a lot but he needs to know what happened that day that was so horrible they wouldn't tell a single soul. It's eating him up inside just as much as it's eating Buck up. Will Christopher and Buck open up to Eddie about their shared trauma or will their little family fall apart?

False Alarm by itsmylifekay

http://archiveofourown.org/works/21407590

Buck starts coughing up blood again and the team, understandably, is a little freaked out.

His Heart by Onelonely_tortillachip

http://archiveofourown.org/works/32124172. 

Eddie turns to Buck and moves him away from the scuffle. “Are you okay?”

Buck’s eyes are wide. He is gripping something in his neck, and when he lets go, Eddie can see that it’s a hypodermic needle. It balances precariously from Buck’s neck like a macabre, clear plastic arrow.

“Fuck,” Eddie breathes.

“Sodium thiopental, asshole!” yells the man from the ground.

To Find Solid Ground by comebacknow

http://archiveofourown.org/works/21061712. 

Time heals. At least that's what they say. So that's what Buck repeats to himself.

christopher diaz has two fathers and no one can tell him otherwise by honestlydarkprincess 

http://archiveofourown.org/works/31930804. 

Christopher just wanted to make a Father's Day card for his Bucky. He doesn't understand why Ms. Flores is being so mean!

does it ever drive you crazy, just how fast the night changes? By renbuckleydiaz

http://archiveofourown.org/works/31784458. 

By the time he registers that there is now blood rolling down the side of his face, Buck is being pulled up by the gunman, the weapon jammed against the side of his head and an arm wrapping around his neck as they look up to the loft, where the team stands, frozen in shock. He'd hoped that they would've heard his warning and run, but clearly, they hadn't. (Or, post-lawsuit, two people decide that today is the day to threaten the 118 at gunpoint.)

Fragile Heart by islandgirl

http://archiveofourown.org/works/31778791. 

“What’s wrong with your chest, Buck?”  Eddie’s eyes flick down to the way Buck’s fist is still digging into his chest with a desperate, rocking motion then up to where Bobby has shifted, hovering closer at the end of the couch. “Hurts,” Buck whispers around air that’s too thin.

I'll Cry If I Want To by 911knightly

http://archiveofourown.org/works/32314018.

Buck shook his head, "Eddie I was so insecure back then. I was secretly in love with you. I wanted the approval of everybody. And I thought I had it. And when I could feel all of you slipping out of my grasp...it just made everything feel so much worse than it was. That day when I returned to work...I was so excited. And then I realized nobody wanted me there-"

"I know I was an asshole to you but god did I want you there Buck, I promise," Eddie said, "you were always wanted, baby. I'm sorry I didn't always show you that." Or Buck mentions how disappointed he was when the team didn't throw a party for him when he returned to work after the lawsuit. Eddie does something about it.

Knit Together by dunn0man

http://archiveofourown.org/works/29338080. 

After Maddie's revelation in 4x04 Buck starts to come undone.

He really shouldn’t have been surprised. The Buckley family was built on secrets, Buck had always known that. All the things Maddie and Buck had hidden from their parents as children for fear of punishment. All the things that happened after Maddie left college and were kept from her because they would be too upsetting or distracting. All the things that happened behind closed doors in the Kendall house. This had clearly just set the precedent.

Spoilers for 4x04!

Lost at Sea by browney3dgirl6

http://archiveofourown.org/works/30627149. 

They never seemed to have good timing, only stolen moments and lingering touches. Eddie was hopelessly in love with his best friend, and he was tired of denying it -or- Buck and Eddie find their way to each other over the course of the events leading up to, and during the tsunami.

Miles From Okay by islandgirl

http://archiveofourown.org/works/32067232.

It takes a monumental amount of effort, but Buck’s able to move his arm, the one not pinned under his body and raging in agony. He slides it slowly across the floor in front of him as far as he can reach, fingers scrambling in the darkness in hopes of finding his missing partner.

“Eddie,” he moans to the shadows.

Waiting on the Next Storm by fireladybuckley

http://archiveofourown.org/works/31196372. 

Eddie Diaz has spent months consumed with guilt and dreaming of the man he nearly killed in the fighting ring. He was at least under the impression that the incident was over and done with; however, when the man unexpectedly steps back into his life, demanding compensation for Eddie's actions, Eddie realizes he couldn't have been more wrong. Eddie watches in horror as his nightmare spirals out of control, unable to do anything to stop it.

Hello Neighbour by artbyweb86

http://archiveofourown.org/works/28843830. 

What is your cat's name?

Buck gets a cat. He discovers the neighbors across from his apartment have one too. They start leaving notes in the window as a way of communicating. Soon they arrange for the cats to meet in person. He and his handsome neighbor, Eddie, become fast friends, and maybe something more

we're gonna be okay kid by honestlydarkprincess

http://archiveofourown.org/works/31968037. 

The last thing Buck is expecting is to be woken up from his ill-advised mid-morning nap with a call from Christopher's school, telling him that Chris is sick and should go home. He can't leave his favourite kid to fend for himself so even though Eddie might get mad at him, again, he's on his way to pick up Chris before he can even think about it.

Set during the lawsuit, post-grocery store scene.

Your love got me slippin' by An_Optimist_Prime and Tails89

http://archiveofourown.org/works/31621241. 

Maddie blinks, her heart dropping into her stomach. That's Evan’s address.

“We have one male, late twenties with a concussion and a suspected fractured collarbone, and a second male with a possible fractured ankle.”

Suddenly, she recognises the voice.

"Eddie?”

There’s a moment of silence, then a muffled, "I think I got Maddie.”

AKA, the firefam responds to a rather embarrassing call at Buck’s place.

Find Me, Find Myself by nevillesgreenhouse

http://archiveofourown.org/works/32342710. 

Weeks after the aftermath of the lawsuit and Buck returning to the team and incident on the scene of a car accident leads to more than Buck can handle alone. Just when things start to look up they come crashing back down. With an emotionally compromised Eddie battling his own demons, a team realizing just how shattered their family has become without Buck in it, and Buck slowly receding into himself, alone what are our heroes to do?

when the sky begins to fall by BabyGenius

http://archiveofourown.org/works/32071327. 

Eddie blinked, groaning. His head was pounding a drum solo and everything was sore. The area around him was dim, golden-yellow lights mostly blown out, only a few still left flickering, and anything else was blocked by a giant metal cage. He tried to move, but something was tightened around his chest, and looking down revealed a slightly twisted seatbelt.

“Wha…” He groaned, blinking some more to try and clear the gunk from his eyes.

Tunnel.

Buck.

Those Two Firefighters by DarkFairytale

http://archiveofourown.org/works/29290065.

#thosetwofirefighters starts to gather a following on social media, as everyone tries to figure out if those two cute firefighters from the 118 in LA are a thing or not.

Last Man Standing by Princessfbi

http://archiveofourown.org/works/32515963. 

Eddie jolted as he heard the whistling rasp that was slipping out of Buck’s mouth.

“Hey,” Eddie said, his limbs feeling like they were moving through molasses as he fought himself onto the clearer side of waking up. “What’s—”

“I… Can’t…” Buck gasped before he swallowed audibly. “I’m having t-trouble… b-breath-ing.”

Oh Captain (My Captain), Our Fearful Trip is Done by Princessfbi

http://archiveofourown.org/works/29771742. 

“Hey,” Braden said with a snap of his fingers in Bobby’s face. “Don’t worry about him. He’s fine. So long as you behave.”

But that was the thing about being exposed to strangers. They saw but they didn’t know. Bobby was worried about Buck but he was always worried about Buck. Every call, every bad day, every good day. Buck was on the forefront of his mind right next to the kids and Athena.

He should’ve sent Buck home that morning.

The One with the Flower shop by Monstrous_Moonshine

http://archiveofourown.org/works/33642472. 

Eddie owns a flower shop in Los Angeles, making profound bouquets for customers using flowers as love languages.

And then one day the most beautiful man he’s ever seen walks into his shop and into his life.

Sharing different heartbeats in one night by squidded

http://archiveofourown.org/works/33485995. 

Finding out that Bobby didn't believe he was ready, didn't think he could do it, that he'd be a liability to the others, that was gutting, like physically painful. It pulled the rug out from under him, and Buck's struggling with how he's meant to pull himself up from this.

He spots the card on his table, the lawyer from the other day, the one who--

---

Eddie inadvertently stops Buck from calling Mackey, taking them both down an entirely different path. With Carla out of commission for a while, Buck steps in to take care of Chris while Eddie works, altering their dynamic significantly.

A Love so Deeply Hidden by trinybear

http://archiveofourown.org/works/33671965. 

Ana shows up at the station. Buck hides in a closet and gets locked in there with Eddie. Confessions are made.

No Man is an Island by Onelonely_tortillachip

http://archiveofourown.org/works/30742088. 

After the lawsuit fiasco, Buck is still on the outs with his father figure and his best friend. But when an unexpected hostage situation occurs after a routine call, Buck is in bad shape. Can the fire family save him and make amends?

Heart of Flowers / Heart of Gold by ElvenSorceress 

http://archiveofourown.org/works/32331136. 

In the aftermath of the sniper attack, Buck has to keep going without his partner while sorting through the layers of everything they are to each other, while Eddie fights for his life and through all his internalized trauma and regret for everything they never managed to say.

aka after nearly losing each other, both Buck and Eddie follow their hearts to choose the family they've made

Carpe Don't by Indigo2831

http://archiveofourown.org/works/30374301. 

Set after 3.06 "Monsters." After everything Buck's been through, working through a shift with the flu isn't a big deal, right? Wrong. Sickfic with a side of Buckley warmfuzzies.

I Never Gave Up by TheCleverestWitch

http://archiveofourown.org/works/29650353. 

And then the truck jolted. There wasn’t enough time to grab onto something – it was all too sudden. The man Buck had saved from the car fell into the water with a shout and then he disappeared. Buck lunged forward in an attempt to grab at him, but he was too slow. Buck was left with his hand outstretched, reaching for the man he knew he would never see again. The ladder truck pitched sideways, smashed from the side by something with enough momentum to tip them into the churning water.

OR

Buck follows Christoper into the water during the second surge of the tsunami. He manages to keep Chris safe but gets severly injured in the process. But we know Buck - he will not rest until his "Superman" is safe.

Established Buck/Eddie

Atlas Shrugs by autumnchills

http://archiveofourown.org/works/29476683. 

The golf cart slides, and everyone screams.

The only one who doesn’t shout is Buck, and in the split second it takes to realize that, he also realizes that the cart doesn’t topple over the edge like he expected it to. Instead, it jerks to a stop a few feet out of his reach, now hanging diagonally with the front right tire hanging over the edge as if anchored by something on the back left.

Sure enough, it is.

—

Buck finds himself going above and beyond to save two teens when their golf cart goes off the road. It’s really no big deal to anchor the thing before it slides over the edge of the cliff, but when it slides before they get the chance to anchor it? That’s an issue.

I Couldn’t Stand the Person Inside Me I Turned All the Mirrors Around by Princessfbi

http://archiveofourown.org/works/28498014.

The shattering sound of plates erupted in the air like a crack of thunder and Eddie’s gaze shot up from his phone. Something was wrong. It was a hair thin trigger that had been switched the moment he caught sight of his boyfriend and the whole world could’ve stopped for all Eddie knew. Buck was staring down at his hands, breathing way too fast, and drowning in some kind of panic that only he could see.

“Eddie?” Carla called. “Is everything all right?”

Something must have shown on his face if she took the phone away from Christopher.

“My hands won’t work,” Buck said so quietly.

Do You Ever Really Crash or Even Make a Sound? By Princessfbi

http://archiveofourown.org/works/26455855.

Everything ached. Everything. The pulse of his heart rate thundered in each of his joints and collapsed down each limb like he was pinned with concrete.

It hurt. He hurt and he was stuck in the molasses of shock and pain that kept him nailed to the floor.

“I told you to be quiet.”

Buck didn’t even realize he’d been groaning until the sound choked off deep in his throat and the sizzling of the taser sent him falling back into darkness again.

Drowning in Waves and Thoughts of You by Child_Of_Wonderland

http://archiveofourown.org/works/34612786.

Buck's never going to live this down, he's sure of that. When he gets back to his team, he's sure they're never going to let this go. He cuts his rope anyway.

(Whumptober Day 20: Trapped Under Water)

Why Do All The Monsters Come Out At Night? By Princessfbi

http://archiveofourown.org/works/34845796.

“So, a witch, huh?” 

Buck froze for half a second before the irritation took over and made him grit his teeth. What was with this dude? Buck clenched his fist at his side as he turned to Eddie, who was perfectly coiffed with his stupid perfect dangerous hair and stupid pretty un-trustable smirk. Eddie waved his hand in front of him with a twist of his wrist, motioning between them. 

“I figured that’s what got you all riled up about me being here.”

Don't Let Go Now (Somebody is Lying) by MonsterRae1

http://archiveofourown.org/works/33084496.

One missundertanding let Buck's mother to belive that Eddie was his boyfriend, and Buck foolishly didn't correct her, thinking it wasn't hurting any one.

When the buckleys announce they're coming for a visit Buck has to ask Eddie to pretend to date him while they're there, if Buck is hiding the fact that he's in love with his best friend that's his business. It's only for two weeks, right?

10-66: Firefighter Down by Child_Of_Wonderland

http://archiveofourown.org/works/36679108. 

Buck always manages to end up in the wrong place at the wrong time. He’s come to expect it, eyes always looking over his shoulder for the next wave or fire that could trap him. He just never expected it to come in the form of a gun pressed against his turnout.

Seven Seas a-Rising by SadieYuki

http://archiveofourown.org/works/36270694. 

The anniversary of the tsunami has come and gone, and someone isn't as willing to move on as Buck is. The last place Buck wanted to be was on the Santa Monica Pier, thinking about the events of last year—

No, scratch that. The last place he wanted to be was under the Santa Monica Pier. And yet, here he was...

[russellradio]

Tell us some stuff about stalker fic? :)

💛 buck is in danger and eddie goes into protector mode

“You’re not on the case?”, Eddie asked, taken aback. “Too personal”, Bobby replied with a pointed look at his wife. She narrowed his eyes at him and turned back to the worried man standing in the doorway. “We’re on it, Eddie.”

“Be honest with me”, he demanded, surprising Athena with his determination. She looked like she was one question away from shooting back an “Excuse me, young man?”