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[janumun]

Hello love! I’ve been thinking and there is a lot of push and pull with the fandom about Caleb. And I’m wondering how you feel about him? What do you think of his character? What’s your speculations & how would you feel about it if he became a LI? My friends and I have sat down once & analyzed him and MC’s dynamic and dialogue, but as someone who has been in the LADS longer, what’s your POV? I’m so torn between my views and how there are some ppl in the fandom with such strong views and opinions about their relationship. (I’m currently on Ch.7 rn I believe, just to give a timeline)..

I hope you have an amazing day and all your daydreams are fun! 💕

Hello to you too, Gold! ♥️ I hope you’re having a great day as well.

Let me just preface this by saying I absolutely adore Caleb, there isn’t a single thing that man could do which would change that so I’m understandably biased LOL. Dividing this into labeled portions for ease of reading as this gets rather long!

My thoughts on him

I’ve been in love with that big giant since the near moment he looks down at you with those very visceral emotions tearing across his face, before he stops what he’s saying, leaving the end of his sentence unfinished (that “I promise I’ll be back soon.” message from him in our inbox is foul, Infold, FOUL sob).

If they had never introduced Sylus as a love interest, I know Caleb would’ve very easily been my 2nd favorite after Rafayel, I adore him that much.

I think I’ve made it somewhat obvious ATP that I’m a loser for yearning men. 1000/10 yearning in the pipeline, immense love and a desperate desire to keep their beloved safe and witness them happy, even at the cost of their own happiness and mental peace (Rafayel cough Rafayel). And Caleb also fits that bill to a T. I believe he would do anything were it to mean MC could go on living her everyday, normal life.

His method of protection, however, lies in how dedicated he is to the task of (fool! this fool!) willingly distancing himself from her by throwing in emotional barriers: treating her like a childhood friend/a little sister instead of what he’s always viewed her as, the girl he loves.

One of the most wonderful aspects of Love and Deepspace is how well it is able to portray subtle emotions through facial expressions and body language, something that its 2D predecessors, understandably, are at a disadvantage with how they have to make up for it in engaging writing (nothing wrong with that one!).

Bringing me to my original point of how Caleb’s actions/the way he looks at her and cares for her do not coincide with his words/setting up spoken barriers with her, delegating her to an annoying “childhood friend”. It goes without saying, that this is up to personal interpretation.

Thankfully, the only complaint I’ve seen in my space regarding Caleb’s potential as our 5th LI is that the game is fairly expensive for people aiming to get more than one LI’s card (and even then, when my sole bias was Rafayel pre-Sylus, as a casual spender, I had to pick and choose which cards of his I absolutely needed) and Caleb’s addition would make that struggle worse for the harem/multi-bias players. Which is a very valid concern to have.

Speculations

There are so many wonderful ways they could take his character were they to make him playable, and expand on what we already know of him.

Is he blood related to Josephine, MC’s adoptive grandmother, or was he, also, for reasons undisclosed/similar to MC’s reasons for being taken in by Josephine (I’m not sure if you have read those “underworld stories” yet so I will not go into spoiler-y details) adopted by her? How much does he truly know about MC’s condition and how her Evol is one, highly coveted? Assuming his playability also leads us to assuming he either survived that house fire and left the scene, not disclosing his whereabouts to even his childhood friend OR that he had something to do with it.

So far, I’m not inclined to believe the “Villain Caleb” theories any more than I’m inclined to believe Rafayel’s betrayal theories. Even amongst the LaDS cast and personal bias aside, I believe these two are the most likely to actively/most prominently display their marks of devotion for her, even through their direly reckless actions, regardless of the consequences to their own person. Case in point, Caleb’s traumatic “death” in the house fire with his Grandmother. We don’t know if it was intentional but if he is alive, he hasn’t contacted MC either and from what I’ve parsed from his character so far, she probably plays a central role in the decision he’s made to keep away/protect her from the sidelines.

[goldenangelbloodcastiel]

I you write anymore of "I swear if you don't stop" can I be tagged?

Hellz yeah! I've probably got about two or so more parts left on it idk. But yes, you can definitely be tagged! 🌸❤️

[egopocalypse]

Kingdom Come (Part Fourteen)

It’s been a while, hasn’t it? ;) If you’ve forgot what’s happened in this nightmare of a fic, here’s the link to catch up.

He’s choking. 

Henrik’s grip tightens around his throat, closing off his airway as he’s lifted in the air. His feet scrape against the stone floor, kicking out at the doctor’s knees and ankles, and red gloves curl around fingers and wrists, failing to pull him free. 

Cruel green eyes glint with glee as they stare into his own, and a chill runs down his back. Those eyes should never hold that dreadful green- should never hold that amount of malice- and he can’t breathe. He can’t escape. He’s dying, he’s dying, he’s dying-

“-ie, wake up!”

He snaps up to a sitting position, his back ramrod straight as he gasps for breath. His eyes dart wildly around him, aimlessly searching for a hidden shadow. 

He jumps as a hand clamps down on his shoulder and grabs their elbow and upper arm before he twists it and throws his attacker over him. They land with a grunt, and right when he’s about to launch his next punch-

“Jackie!” A familiar voice calls. “Jackie, it’s me! Marvin! I’m not trying to hurt you!” 

“Marvin?” He relaxes and stands up, offering to pull Marvin to his feet. The dewy grass crinkles under his feet, and he rubs his neck, looking around the forest clearing they found themselves in. “Where are we?”

“We’re safe. For now, at least.” Marvin grunts, kicking aside a stone. “If he’s not actively looking for us, we should be out of Anti’s reach.”

Jackie raises an eyebrow. “What do you mean, should be?” He asks, his tone curious yet a little suspicious. “And where are the others? Henrik is always fussing over me after a fight like that.”

Marvin ducks his head and his hand flexes, a nervous habit the hero could spot from a mile away. Jackie’s stomach drops, unease filtering through his heart. “They are here, right?” 

“No,” he mutters. “No they’re not.”

“Well then, are they-?” Jackie stops, his face paling as he steps back. “No. No, you didn’t- you couldn’t have-”

Marvin winces. He figured it out. “I had no other choice.”

“You had no other choice?” Jackie clenches his fists, red rising to his cheeks. “Of course you had a choice! You always have a choice!” He marches up to Marvin, pushing him back with one finger. “You left them there, in his hands! You left Henrik-!”

“Henrik’s dead, Jackie!” He explodes, knocking the air out of his brother’s lungs. “And I’m not the one to blame for that!” 

Silence falls.

Jackie’s frozen, unable to move as ice creeps through his veins. Is it true? Did he really-

He falls to his knees, a sob ripping from his throat. His eyes lock onto his hands, watching them tremble as he recalls Henrik’s face as he choked him. Had he been aware of what was happening while he was trapped inside his own head? Had he been fighting back against Anti’s control?

He’ll never know.

Marvin curses, kicking a stone out to the woods. This isn’t how he wanted Jackie to find out. He never should’ve said anything. He just- fuck, he just wanted Jackie to stop questioning him. He had to know Marvin was doing what was best for everyone, right?

It was better that Marvin got the two of them out rather than risk them all getting captured. At least now, while they were out of Anti’s hands, they could figure out a way to save Chase. 

Getting him out is all that matters. The others are a lost cause.

He sighs, running a hand through long, loose locks. He knows it’s hard, but he needs Jackie to get over it quickly. They weren’t going to help anyone if they sat around grieving the whole time. 

He sits down next to the hero and pulls him into a side-hug, rocking his sobbing brother back and forth. He hums a soft tune and waits for the tears to stop, wincing as Jackie starts to slump against him. “Look, I’m sorry, okay? It’s not right, and it’s not your fault it happened. Anti is a sick son of a bitch, and he could’ve chosen anyone to fight you, but he chose Henrik because he knew it would hurt you the most.” 

He pushes down Jackie’s hood and starts playing with his hair, brushing the damp strands away from his face. “I know you would’ve wanted me to save JJ, but I didn’t have time. My magic could barely hold you up as it was, let alone both of you, and you couldn’t-” He pauses and closes his eyes. “You couldn’t see what was done to him.”

“What did he do?” Jackie croaks, slinging an arm underneath Marvin’s shoulders.

“The red strings were physical- merely a representation of the ones that lie underneath.” He mutters, wincing at the image his magic provided. “There’s thousands of them, clinging under skin to bones, wrapped around flesh and muscle, and reaching into his brain, snaking through the folds of his memory and control.” A deep shudder wracks down his spine. “I’ve never seen anything like it.”

“There’s no way-” Jackie breaks out from Marvin’s grasp, bloodshot eyes trying to meet Marvin’s. “He’s only been gone for a week! How could Anti have done that to him?”

“That’s the thing.” Marvin’s voice is dead, his words leaving in a monotone drawl. “I don’t think this was a kidnapping.”

Marvin turns to face him, and Jackie’s stomach sinks as he meets his tired, despondent gaze.

“I think it was a puppet returning to his master’s control.”

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[sammy-moo]

Taking Chances Part 6

Characters: Sam x OFC, Reader

Words: 906

Warnings: None

A/N: Hello everyone! I am not dead! Sorry for long hiatus in posting fics. I haven’t been posting or writing as much since I got my full time job just over a year ago. I have to work on a computer all day so having the motivation to sit down and write is hard. But I am getting back into working on this and the Hunter’s Son series. So please be on the look out and enjoy!

~Series Masterlist~

You walked into the room Monday evening, going to your usual spot to set your stuff up. You glanced over as Sam finished his conversation with one of the clients and made his way over. 

He smiled softly as he approached, “Are you feeling any better?”

You straightened up, “I’m here aren’t I,” you joked. 

Sam scoffed and shook his head with a smile. “Well just take it easy okay? And if you start feeling nauseous just go.” 

You smiled softly, “I know. Hey how’d that date go by the way?” 

Sam scratched the back of his head, “Well it was surprisingly good. Jasmine said she’d be coming to join the class.” 

You nodded and as if right on cue she came into the room. 

Jasmine scanned the room and perked up at the sight of Sam, coming over. “Hey.” 

Sam smiled, “Hey you made it. Why don’t you set up back here and we’ll get started soon?” 

She nodded and got started as Sam walked off. 

“Hi, my name is Jasmine! And you are?” 

“Y/N,” you said simply. 

“Well it’s nice to meet you. Please don’t mind if I end up watching you on how to do some of this stuff. I haven’t worked out since high school and I really wanna get back into shape.” 

All you could do was nod and listen as Sam began the guided meditation. 

Sam kept the class relatively simple today and you had no idea if it was because of you or his new found interest. Not that you could complain, it felt nice to take it easy and some of the moves didn’t hurt your chest as much. However, deep down it did drive you insane that Jasmine kept watching you or asking Sam constantly for help and giggling. She really made it hard to focus. 

Soon it was only the three of you, everyone else having already piled out of the room. 

“Wow, I didn’t realize I was that out of shape,” she laughed. “This was really fun.” 

Sam nodded, “I figured we’d take it easy today since this was your first time.”

“Wait this was easy? I might need private lessons then.” 

You finished gathering your things and heading for the door, having to stop once Sam called out to you. You glanced back and could’ve sworn Jasmine gave you a dirty look.

Sam came over and spoke quietly, “I have something I need to ask you. Can I call you later?” 

Your brows furrowed, “Uh, yeah. Everything okay?” 

He nodded, “Just something I need to ask about. Be safe okay?” 

You nodded and went out to your car, tossing your things into your back seat. The entire drive home was spent in silence as you swam around in your thoughts. 

What on earth could Sam possibly have to ask you? And why didn’t he ask you right then? Was it because of Jasmine and had to deal with his donation? 

You let out a sigh as you pulled to your driveway, parking and going into your home to make dinner. 

With your nerves you couldn’t help but pick at your food and barely eat anything. You’d eat later, you’d tell yourself. 

When Sam’s name popped up onto your phone you quickly snatched it and answered. 

“Hey what’s up? Is everything okay?” 

“Uh, yeah,” he said simply. “I’m sorry I didn’t ask back in class but Jasmine doesn’t really know our situation and it’d probably be really weird. Anyways, I told my parents about it.” 

Oh god.

If you weren’t nervous before, you really were now. You were ready to vomit up the contents you did manage to eat. 

He told his parents about you- about how he donated. 

What were they going to think? 

“I’m sorry,” Sam immediately blurted out into the silence. “I know I probably shouldn’t have but I just felt like they had a right to know. I know I gave up my rights so I probably shouldn’t have done that but my mom is actually really excited.”

“What?” 

“Yeah, she’s really excited and my parents really want to meet you.” 

Holy shit.

You took a deep breath, relief washing over you and running a hand through your hair. “Yeah, that’s okay. I’m not, I’m not mad. You’re right, they deserve to know. But Sam, are you sure this is a good idea?” 

“My mom seems to think so. I told her I gave up my rights but nonetheless it's her grandchild. She really wants to meet you and I told her it’s up to you. I know this probably isn’t normal, but it’s not like Dean will give her a grandchild soon.” 

He’s right, it definitely wasn’t normal. You wouldn’t even meet any donor’s families, you’d only know what was in their file. Then again, everything about this situation felt far from normal. 

“I’ll do it.” 

Sam blinked from his end of the phone, “Alright. I’ll let them know and see when they’d like to do this.” 

“Sounds good, Sam. I’ll see you later.” 

“See you later.” 

You pulled the phone away from your ear and watched as the call ended, a sigh leaving your body. 

That’s all it was. 

His parents wanted to meet you, the girl he donated his sperm to. And from the way he made it sound, they were excited. Definitely a better reaction than what your family had. 

Maybe meeting them wouldn’t be so bad.

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[until-theend-oftheline]

Two Against One

Pairing: Eddie Brock x Reader

Warnings: Pregnant Reader, angry hormonal reader, Eddie is an idiot.   

Square(s) Filled: Reporter AU for @marvelfluffbingo - Trying to wake them up for @badthingshappenbingo

Word Count: 1600ish

A/N: This is written for my own Tom Hardy Writing Challenge and it’s the first time for me to write Eddie so please judge kindly. My prompt was: “It’s a term of endearment”

Anything that Venom says inside Eddie’s head is in cursive.

Betaed by: @littlebittcrazy - thank you, sweetie!

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You and Eddie occasionally ended up at the same crime scenes or burning points. Even if Eddie wasn’t any longer spending too much time in front of the camera, he was still in the midst of things. That was how you met.

You wanted to strangle him at first, still did sometimes, but you had come to see something more in him. Eddie was a good man.

He still, in spite of what he tried to make people believe, tried to make the world a better place. He wasn’t perfect. Far from it, even alien man-eating symbiote living rent-free in his body aside, he wasn’t. He tried though. Eddie wanted to do good. He wanted to use all that had happened to him to change the world for the better. He didn’t always come out successful but that didn't matter to you. His heart was all that mattered.

You had fallen head over heels in love with him. The symbiote hitching a ride had taken some getting used to, but with time you had come to care about him as well. He wasn’t as menacing as he came across as. At least not to you. The criminals with missing heads would probably argue with you on that, but you tried not to think too hard on those things.

Things had gotten serious between you and Eddie, which him now living in your apartment as well as your growing belly was proof off. The last had caused you to not go on as many as assignments as you had in the past, but rather send your cameraman and assistant for you. They sent you the footage which you would edit and make a voice over for and post on the newspaper's blog.

This often meant Eddie would leave you in the dead of night, with a kiss to your forehead as you snuggled deeper into the pillows. It also meant you were up way before him editing whatever your assistant had sent you from the night. Which was the very situation you found yourself in tonight.

You smiled slightly as you sat in front of your laptop, discovering Eddie just on the edge of the screen. Usually, he appeared to be talking to himself when the camera caught him, but this time he appeared to be catching up with an old reporter friend.

You smiled as you watched the huge grin on Eddie’s face, that was until you saw his hand gestures. He seemed to be mimicking a pregnant belly with his hands while keeping a huge dopey grin on his face. Yours however fell, when you saw him portray a waddling walk, making his friend laugh and give his shoulder a slap.

You frowned, rewinding the tape and started meddling with the sound. The reporter in you won, trying to figure out what Eddie had said, rather than just waking up your sleeping boyfriend to ask him. It took you about 30 minutes but you finally managed to make out the word on your own and it was penguin.

That, however, was enough for you to jump from your chair and rush, as fast as your belly would allow, towards the bedroom where Eddie was just walking up.

“Morning honey,” Eddie yawned, with a stupid happy smile on his face.

You didn’t register the love in his eyes at all. You were way too angry at him for that. Instead, you grabbed the nearest pillow of the bed and flung it straight at his face.

A grunt escaped Eddie, but he didn’t speak. He just sat up with a confused look on his face as the symbiote spoke in his head in the same second the pillow hit the side of his head a second time.

I think she is angry with us.

“I.. Yes. I got that thank you,” Eddie grumbled, just barely ducking the third assault from you.

“Hey. Sweetheart. Use your words. What did I do?” he tried to reason with you, but the anger in your eyes quickly made him realize he probably should get out of your way.

He jumped off the bed, catching the pillow you flung at him before you grabbed another one.

“Penguin Eddie?! I look like a penguin!” you hissed at him.

Oh, she is mad at you. I told you she wouldn’t like that.

Eddie blinked hard, trying to figure out what was going on. His sleepy state combined with the sassy symbiote in his mind wasn’t making it easy.

“I never called you…” Eddie began just as you and you and Venom yelled at him at the same time.

Don’t lie to her!

“Don’t you dare lie to me Eddie,” you warned, raising your finger at him.

“Would you shut up!” Eddie yelled, quickly realizing his mistake as he saw the murdering rage in your eyes, seconds before you spun around heading out of the room.

“No. Honey. I wasn’t talking to you! Baby, please. It’s a term of endearment. I didn’t mean anything by it,” Eddie pleaded with you.

He stopped dead in his tracks when you turned around to face him. The anger was gone from your eyes, as tears streamed down your cheeks.

“You think I’m fat and waddling like a penguin,” you sobbed.

“Honey no. I…” Eddie started before his hand raised on its own volition and his own hand slapped him across the face. “OW what the hell?!”

You made Y/N/N cry!

Eddie’s hand landed across his face yet again causing him to jump backward swearing.

“I’m aware of that. Would you fucking stop that?! I’m trying to apologize here?” Eddie yelled as the symbiote made him hit himself yet again.

No. We are making her laugh.

Eddie looked over at you as the symbiote spoke, seeing you biting your lip, trying to prevent yourself from laughing at the sight before you.

“Son of a bitch!” Eddie yelled as his hand slapped him across the face yet again. “Venom stop it!”

You burst out laughing, no longer able to stay mad with the comical sight before you and Eddie instantly scowled your way.

“This is funny to you, is it?” he grumbled, just barely avoiding his own hand as it tried to slap him again.

“Oh it’s hilarious,” you laughed, just as Eddie’s other hand hit him hard enough to make Eddie stumble almost falling onto the floor.

“OW STOP IT!” Eddie yelled into thin air, making you laugh even harder. You did, however, take pity on your boyfriend, placing a hand over each of his forearms.

“Okay V. Enough. Thank you for defending my honor,” you giggled.

“Two against one is not fair,” Eddie whined, but a small smile started to appear across his face.

You’re welcome. Tell her she looks beautiful.

“Hey!” Eddie scolded the symbiote, making you frown in confusion and Eddie smiled. “She does look beautiful though.”

“Thanks, V. Glad someone thinks so,” you rolled your eyes with a huff and Eddie’s face fell again.

“I think you're gorgeous. Y/N/N. Honey. Sweetheart. I didn’t mean… I am just excited. I love that you’re showing and waddling around. Penguins are cute…” Eddie rambled, making your eyes widen.

Stop talking!

“Right. I’m sorry. I love you,” Eddie dared to walk a little closer to you, putting a hand over your swollen belly. “Both of you.”

You closed your eyes, letting out a sigh and you felt Eddie’s free hand gently cup your face. You leaned into his touch, knowing that you had probably overreacted. The hormones and changes to your body made you angry from time to time. You didn’t doubt that Eddie loved you and had never meant to hurt you. That didn’t change that you still thought he was an idiot from time to time.

Is she still mad at us? She was laughing when I hit you. Should I try again?

“NO!” Eddie exclaimed, making you open your eyes in surprise. He just shook his head a little, letting you know he was arguing with the symbiote. “We do not hit people for saying stupid things. Especially not when people is us.”

You burst out laughing again, leaning your forehead against his chest and Eddie instantly wrapped his arms around you.

You saw the hope and affection in his eyes as you looked up at him with a smile on your face. “Well, to be fair, I started it.”

“Don’t defend him,” Eddie grinned.

She likes me better than you.

“No, she doesn’t,” Eddie instantly answered, making you giggle.

“What did he say?” you asked, as Eddie leaned in pressing a kiss to your lips.

“Nothing. Just some nonsense. Come back to bed?” he begged, starting to walk backward with your hand in his. He lost his grip as he suddenly tripped himself, causing him to tumble onto the bed alone.

You broke down laughing, watching the confused Eddie squirm around on the bed, trying to figure out what happened.

“Two against one is not fair,” he whined, as you sat down on the bed.

“You better get used to it. There’s gonna be three against one soon,” you teased.

Eddie groaned, moving so his head was in your lap and he pressed his lips against your belly.

“She is gonna be on my side. Won’t you, peanut?” Eddie asked, grunting as you and Venom spoke at the same time yet again.

No, she won’t.

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[ellen-reincarnated1967]

Sticky-uppy Hair

A/N: This is for @impala-dreamer‘s Tell Me A Story Drabble Challenge. 

Word Count: 399 

Characters: Cas x Beka, with a dose of childish Dean

Warnings: playfulness, sweetness, fluff, Season 13 spoilerish, one curse word. 

Prompt: Combining both the “faux” prompt and the actual prompt. Faux will be italicized, actual will be bolded.

Beka missed Cas. He had been in and out of the bunker collecting ingredients to open the rift and while he was away, Beka was a blubbering mess.  Not that she didn’t try her hardest to hide it, especially from Dean.  While the bunker was secluded and the walls thick, Beka forgot to close the door to her shared bedroom with the sleepless angel and Dean snuck by, listening to her private prayers.

“Cas, babe, I know you're busy, but what would it take for you to flap those wings of yours just so I could steal a kiss from you?”

Dean gagged, his stealth mode compromised, and Beka swung the door open, hands on her hips, an absolute look of annoyance on her face.

“For fuck’s sake, Winchester, boundaries, much?”

Dean’s cheeks reddened a bit, but he couldn’t conceal the look of mischief on his face, as his lips curled.  Walking towards the war room, Dean lowered his voice a few octaves, and tilted his head to the side,

“Beka, I have been alive for millennia and never have I encountered such an amazing being as you.”

Beka was fuming as Dean continued, “I love you,” he pulled her close, “let’s run away together and you can have 10,000 of my nephilim babies,” at this point Beka began to laugh along with Dean, tears streaming down her face, “they’ll all have sticky-uppy hair and my blue eyes and your cute lil muppet nose,” Dean bopped Beka’s nose for emphasis.

Neither heard the flutter of wings or felt the slight shift in the air as Castiel landed behind Dean, his signature head tilt and darting blue eyes, asking Beka what was going on.

“Cas!” Beka removed herself from Dean’s hold and threw herself into her boyfriend’s arms, his breath catching in his throat.

“What was it like in Heaven?” Beka pecked his lips chastely as he held her closer to catch her lips with his own.

“It’s beautiful, but lonely. I like it better here. With you.”

Beka kissed him again, “correct answer, my Angel.”

Dean rolled his eyes as far as they would go, and mocked, “It’s beautiful, but lonely, I like it better here. With you.”

“Heard that Winchester,” Beka shouted over her shoulder, but Cas was too preoccupied to care about Dean’s childish antics as he pulled her in for a not so chaste kiss.

Forever 

@oneshoeshort @chelsea072498 @hiddenwritingsintheworld @d-s-winchester @iwantthedean @atc74 @sis-tafics @wonderange @teamfreewill-imagine @percywinchester27 @bringmesomepie56 @thing-you-do-with-that-thing @cas-you-assbutt-dean-needs-you @trexrambling @wheresthekillswitch @hannahindie @pinknerdpanda @charliesbackbitches @charliebradbury1104 @sammit-janet @kittenofdoomage @kas-not-cas @blacktithe7 @growningupgeek @goldenangelbloodcastiel @coralturtlenut @jodyri @kdfrqqg @angelkurenai @bucky-plums-barnes @holywaterbucketchallenge @rizlow1 @riversong-sam @river-alice-wolf @impala-dreamer @impalaimagining @arryn-nyxx @castielspahdehrah @smoothdogsgirl @emptywithout @saxxxology @tilltheendwilliwrite

[evansrogerskitten]

4K Celebration

Hey my babes, 

I hit 4000 followers a bit ago, which is bananas cuz that’s so many people I can’t comprehend it. Thank you. So very much. 

I wasn’t sure what to do to celebrate so I thought I would ask you guys. Should I host another writing challenge? Do a giveaway? Or we could play fictional lovers karaoke again. I’ll give you a sneak peek at my writing schedule for the next two months if you want :-) 

Here is the survey link. You guys decide!

What should I do to celebrate? 

Tagging some of my lists below the cut for a signal boost!

@thewife101 @avenger-nerd-mom @elizlyn @andillica @devikafernando @virtualgirlfriendsan @50shadesofyes @neganscatleesi @gallifreyansass @ria132love @kas_not_cas @aquivercactus @justanotherdeangrl @letsby @emoryhemsworth @wotinspntarnation @theblackthrone @linki-locks11  @mrs-meghan-winchester @mytreasures4eternity47  @smuttyfangirl @mamaredd123 @lovesjdm @winchesterenthusiast @jpadjackles @sammycomesfirst @codyshany316 @winchester-writes @andromytta @roxy-davenport @impalaimagining @supernatural-jackles @but-deans-back-tho  @deansgirlimpala67 @wheresthekillswitch @imagining-supernatural @mrsbatesmotel53 @negans-dirty-girl @leatherwhiskeycoffeeplaid @jarpadandjensenaremyheroes @just-another-busy-fangirl @mrswhozeewhatsis @atc74 @notnaturalanahi @girl-next-door-writes @dracotomanddeansprincess23 @jensen-gal @spn-dean-and-sam-winchester @wonderfulworldofwinchester @tinyvelociraptor2319 @starry-chaos @piratedaydreams @goldenangelbloodcastiel @67obsessions @salvachester @barnesandnobleoffanfictions @thing-you-do-with-the-thing @akshi8278

[notnaturalanahi]

In a hurry

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word count: 600-ish

Warnings: Smut, unprotected sexual intercourse (let’s assume Dean’s girl is on the pill)

A/N: A to Z kinks - Quickie for @tardis-full-of-fallen-angels This was written and posted entirely on my phone. Sorry if it sucks!

“Hey, gorgeous!”

“Oh. Hi, you!” Your hands went to your stomach to lay on top of Dean’s as he held you from behind.

Coming into your shared room you stood by the dresser to splash some perfume over your body when Dean surprised you, wrapping his arms around you middle and kissing you just below your ear.

“You lookin’ all glowy today,” he spoke inhaling your scent.

“Hm,” you chuckled, “it must be that keratin shock.” Carefully combing your hair with your fingers to avoid messing its shape, you pushed it all to one side, clearing the path for Dean to kiss down your neck.

“I don’t mean your hair. Though it does look good I gotta say.” He peppered your skin with soft kisses.

“Thanks,” you whimpered as his teeth tugged on your earlobe.

“I mean all of you, Princess. You look… Happy. Radiant” Each couple of words was interrupted by a kiss.

“Haha. Maybe it’s because I’m finally off my period.”

“Really?” Dean asked, suddenly ending the trail of kisses down the column of your neck. “Does that means no more pain or cramps?”  

Dean’s hands slid up your body, cupping your breast, gently kneading the flesh through your clothes.

“Wait…” you checked yourself for any kind of uncomfortableness. “Yep, all clear!” 

A moan left your lips as his whole body hauled you up against the dresser and you felt his growing erection against the crest of your butt.

“Dude, I’m so loving where this is going but we’re gonna to miss the movie and I already made the reservations online because I’m really wanna see Coco.”

“You sure?”  Dean rutted against your ass. One hand slipping under your shirt, the other popping open the buttons of your jean.

“Oh man.” You pushed back into him and twisted his left hand to check his wristwatch. “Okay, we’re in a hurry so you have 10 minutes. Fuck!” you jumped a little as his fingers crawled past the barrier of your underwear and found their way through your folds.

“That’s all I need!” Dean growled into your ear.

Rapidly you helped him push your clothes down your hips, just enough to allow him access and then you waited for him to do the same with his jeans, while his hand still toyed with your nipples.

You turned around just in time to watch him spit in his hand and spread it all over his length before pulling his T-shirt up his chest to hold it with his chin. His fingers went back to your pussy to smear your wetness around and with one of his legs Dean spread yours open.

A couple of desperate fails attempts were all of took for Dean to find that giving spot and he chuckled when you gasped as the sudden feeling of fullness.

“Fuck, sweetheart. I’ve missed you!” With a hand on your hip he kept you still as he buried himself to the hilt, pressing your ass apart with his hips.

And without preambles he started thrusting in and out of you. You held onto the edge of the dressed pushing back, arching you back, supportive your weight with the tip of your toes.

Dean alternated between rapids shoves and leisurely circling his hips whilst he remained inside you. His fingers landed back on your clit and he started massaging it as his release approached. You cried out his name as the pressure he was applying to pay off. But before things began to heat up enough for you to come Dean announced his imminent release, his hips stuttered and he howled loudly in your ear.

“Sorry!” he panted heavily. “So sorry. I-I couldn’t-”

“Hey!” you interrupted him. “It’s okay.” Turning your head and  stretching your neck to meet him halfway and kiss him on the lips, you assured, “Don’t worry. You’ll make it up to me as soon as We get back.”

A to Z kinks - Drabbles: 

@jennell79, @thebikiniinspector, @valerieshubin, @laurafloradora, @mandilion76,

Everything: 

@nadiandreu7, @winchesters-princess, @purgatoan, @whywhydoyouwantmetosaymyname, @thegreatficmaster, @death2thevirgin, @mogaruke, @isis278, @marygracewinchester, @lbug1025, @authoressskr, @fangirl1802, @ria132love, @policeofficerdean, @donnaintx, @feelmyroarrrr, @just-another-busy-fangirl, @love-kittykat21, @tanithlowisabamf, @emilyymichelle, @goldenangelbloodcastiel, @likesiriusly, @walkingkhaleesi, @bulletscrossbowpie, @imagining-supernatural, @kdfrqqg, @bradygabrielle-blog, @charliebradbury1104, @hanny-writes-spn, @thedevilinthedetails, @docharleythegeekqueen, @artprincessbree, @mrswhozeewhatsis, @tardis-full-of-fallen-angels, @sandlee44, @supernatural-girl97, @the-sassy-one, @wicked-gen, @queen-of-deans-booty, @sam-inaflannel, @raylin19, @sammys-lost-shoe, @bribrixd5, @spn-dean-and-sam-winchester, @nanie5, @roxyspearing, @jessicawritessmut, @emoryhemsworth, @rambling-rabbit, @akshi8278, @blackcherrywhiskey, @tistai, @meganwinchester1999, @geekgirl1213, @maui137, @creepykatftw @novakfandoms, @waywardasfudge, @kickasscas67,

Dean/Jensen:

@anokhi07, @boxywrites, @hunterintraining1967, @deansbaekaz2y5, @missmotherhen, @kaitlynmarie1120, @tas898 , @green-eyed-hunters, @valerieshubin, @sukawaii317, @chennyetomlinson, @justanotherdeangirl, @untitled39887, @jennell79, @ruprecht0420, @jalove-wecallhimdean, @evyiione, @codyshany316, @laurafloradora, @fanfreak07, @mandilion76, @superapplepie, @wingedcatninja, @kyanyakya,

[janumun]

Hello! I wanted to gush about your writing and the game for a minute! ☺️🤭

I just got into the LADS fandom at the beginning of this week and I am absolutely FERAL for all of them. I originally wanted to play the game awhile ago but my phone is old and I didn’t think to use my PC but hot DANG if the ticky-app didn’t pull me back in with SYLUS?! HELLO?! Your writing on him is absolutely DELICOUS! 😍 I adored your poly Misty Fic so much that I had to share it with my friend who is a Deepspace girlie too & I CANNOT stop re-reading it. We have been on discord simping and squealing over these men while I stream it. The game is so well done, I’ve yet to come across one done so well and your writing fits so good into the characters. Thank you for giving us the best fan fiction any, new & old, LADS fan can get! 😍

I will most definitely be sharing and be back! …aaannnddd maybe stalking my notifications for new posts 😝😅

Hey! Firstly, welcome to the fandom! 😍

We have angst-ridden super hot men and big tiddies to keep us company, enjoy your stay down here with us. We are all so unwell for these boys. 😂😂♥️

And YESSSS. Sylus has been a terrible bed bias wrecker 😮‍💨 I try to stay loyal to Rafayel, Sylus threads his fingers through mine and tugs me back. I try and think of Zayne and how big he is and Sylus is there, shoving that fine ass and big D energy into my face. I try and look at Caleb and Sylus is already there; infuriatingly smug grin and sultry red eyes tugging my proverbial collar his way. 😩😩

Also, AAAAAAAAAH you’re so kind, thank you for your lovely compliment and for making my day, I’m happy you enjoy my writing for the boys (and especially for Sylus 😉).

It’s been well over 8 years since I got into otome and joseimuke games and I agree with you whole-heartedly. LaDS has a unique charm to it and is immensely immersive, as compared to the rest of its predecessors. Pair that up with a riveting story and top tier angst and you’ve got yourself a brilliant game. Truly kudos to the devs for feeding us so well 👏🏽👏🏽 Absolutely feel free to come back and gush to me about these boys, please, I’m more than happy to scream with you 🥰🥴💜

[afanofmanystuffs]

Tag list cleanup - Participation Required!

Hey! I am discontinuing my unsolicited tag list as of this month. If there’s anyone who wants to be added to the official tag list, which is the only way anyone will be tagged now, please send me a message to be sure I get it! If you are on the unsolicited tag list, and do not send me anything, you will no longer be tagged in anything.

If there’s anyone who would like to only be tagged in specific things (e.g. specific genres, SFW or NSFW, etc), please tell me and I can start a new section of my tags.

Additionally, if anyone would like to be removed from it, now is the time to ask. I promise I won’t be offended or anything.

Tagging everyone who has a place on any tag list to confirm!

The Cabin tags:

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Official tags:

@scarletluvscas @tornadoecat @bloodstained-porcelain-doll @greenappleeyes @wheresthekillswitch @goldenangelbloodcastiel @sparklingcas @peculiarlyrene @webcricket @kristendanwayne @authoressskr @aditimukul @haven3333

Unsolicited tags:

@lucifer-in-leather  @archangel-with-a-shotgun @bkwrm523 @kittenofdoomage @pinknerdpanda @splendidcas @willowing-love @castiel-knight-of-hell @luciferismyhomeboy @mysteriouslyme81 @chaos-and-the-calm67 @charlie-bradcherry @just-a-touch-of-crowley @mrswhozeewhatsis @lipstickandwhiskey @thegreatficmaster @impala-dreamer @vintagevalentinexx @leatherwhiskeycoffeeplaid @winchestersnco @rowdyhooliganism @roxy-davenport @ilostmyshoe-79 @castiellover @gneisscastiel @imamotherfuckingstar-lord

Personal tags:

@mate-im-captain-jack-sparrow @ferid-trash-bathory @devilscharismatic @unlock-the-soul @silvie111

Thank you for your participation and putting up with my occasional pings!

[blueberry-demon]

Tag game! I was tagged by @septicart-appreciation

Rules: Tag 10 followers you want to get to know better.

Name: Blue

Gender: Female

Sign: Libra

Height: 5'4 and a half

Sexuality: Straight (Yeah yeah, I’m the boring straight person :P )

What images do you have set as your wallpaper: I currently have a picture of Crankgameplays

because apparently my mother thinks he’s my boyfriend XD

Have you ever had a crush on a teacher: Well, my teacher is my Mom, so I think that’d be a bit weird XD (homeschooled)

Where do you see yourself in 10 years: hopefully a graphic artist or voice actor

If you could be anywhere right now, where would you be: Uh, Italy maybe?

What was your coolest Halloween costume: I cosplayed genderbend Percy Jackson, complete with the Roman tally mark things

What’s your favorite 90’s show: I have no idea

Who was your last kiss: (unless you count my parents and doggos) I haven’t kissed anyone :/

Have you ever been stood up: Nope

Have you ever been to Las Vegas: (that’s oddly specific) I have not, but I have been to Thailand!

Favorite pair of shoes: My leather boots

Favorite fruit: Watermelon

Favorite book: (UGH DON’T ASK ME THAT THAT’S REALLY HARD) I’d have to say… The Lockwood & co series (tends to change though)

Stupidest thing you’ve ever done: Stood in a creek full of ice with muck boots, shorts, and a shovel, trying to get a plastic pool that was frozen in the ice by hacking at it with the shovel.

Let’s just say it didn’t work.

And tag some people! (Please don’t feel obligated to do this!)

@dodgisshipper @bratniadusza @majestic-photos-of-jse @babymooger @katielovesyoutubers35 @sun-child101 (Yes I know you but tagging you anyways) @undertalefreak101 (Same for you) @goldenangelbloodcastiel

[sammy-moo]

The Hunter’s Son Pt. 10

Characters: Sam x Reader, Jonah

Summary: During a missing childrens’ case, Sam runs into a familiar face and one that looks much like his own. Now Sam has to tackle something just as difficult as hunting: fatherhood.

Words: 1,399

Warnings: Slight fluff

~Masterlist~

Sam came into the safe house looking completely frazzled, making you frown and quickly get up and approach him.

“Sam, what happened?”

He gulped thickly and looked into your eyes, “We don’t have to worry about Dick and his plans anymore… We stopped him; he’s dead.”

You smiled big upon the news, “That’s amazing though right?”

He shrugged making you frown once more.

“Where’s Uncle Dean,” asked Jonah.

Sam let out a shaky breath at his sons question, his eyes beginning to glaze over. “I- I don’t know. He and Cas were able to kill Dick but something weird happened. I don’t know if he had something to do with it or if Crowley did or what, but I don’t know where he is….”

“Hey,” you said gently as you cupped his face in one hand, “We’ll find him okay?”

Sam nodded, “Right. Let’s just, let’s just pack up everything and get out of here.”

You nodded and quickly got to gathering everything with Sam and Jonah. It didn’t take long for the three of you to pack up the Impala and head out.

Sam drove with no direction or place in mind. He just kept driving and often times you two would switch off.

It wasn’t until you reached Kermit, Texas that Sam had to stop. Everything happened in a matter of seconds.

Sam’s foot grew a little heavier as he drove, making you worried. Just as you were about to say something, an animal ran in front of the car making Sam try to hit the breaks.

Your heart sank at the sound of the thump, making Jonah wake up from his slumber in the back seat. He tiredly rubbed his eyes as he questioned what was going on.

“Just stay in the car okay?” You watched him nod his head and lay back down.

Sam put the car in park and sprung from the vehicle to find a dog in front of the Impala, injured and bleeding. His heart jumped to his throat as he stared at the helpless animal.

The past few days he had been so clouded by his thoughts and loneliness. Even with you and his son in  the car with him, he still felt like every family and friend he had was gone. While he was sitting next to you in the car his mind was miles away and this dog brought him back immediately. Dean may have been gone but he had and needed other things to worry about. And now this dog was just that. They needed to stop driving and find somewhere to be. They couldn’t continuously and aimlessly drive until they reached where Sam thought he was going; because then they would never stop.

He quickly ran to the the back seat and pulled the throw blanket Jonah nabbed from the hotel, “Son I need you to do me a favor okay? I know you want to sleep but right now we have to make room back here alright?”

He nodded and adjusted to sit up. Once he was good Sam quickly used the throw to wrap the dog into it and ease it onto the seat.

Jonah’s eyes widened at the sight of the blood on the white fabric.

“What’s going on?”

“We’re gonna take the dog to the vet okay? It’s going to be okay. The dog will be alright,” you told your son. You were hoping in your words as Sam climbed back in and rushed to the nearest veterinary clinic.

While Sam rushed the dog inside you got to finding the nearest motel, looking back at your son to find him intently staring out the window. “Hey, he’ll be back with good news.”

“Can we go inside?”

You pursed your lips out as you thought, “You know what. Yeah we can. I think your dad needs us anyways. He won’t admit it but he’s been frazzled about Uncle Dean being gone.” You climbed out and led your son inside, finding Sam sitting in the waiting area, a light smile on your face. “Hey.”

“Hey,” he sighed out. “She’s checking him out right now.”

You nodded as you and Jonah sat next to him, resting your hand on his knee. “Hey. It was an accident. You did the right thing bringing him here.”

“I know I just--”

Amelia came out, making Sam stand up. “He’s sustained some internal bleeding and there’s at least two leg fractures that I can see right now. But with some TLC he should pull through for you.”

“Thank you doctor.”

“You going to take the dog?”

Sam frowned, “I’m on the road a lot.”

“Well maybe your son would like someone to help keep him company along the way.”

Sam turned to look at Jonah then back to Amelia, “I can’t do that. He’s gotta have a home.”

“He doesn’t belong to anyone.”

Sam gulped and looked to you. You didn’t even need to look at your son to see the puppy eye face he was giving you to formulate an answer. With a nod of your head Sam looked back to Amelia, “Yeah we’ll take him.”

“There’s my hero,” she said simply. Amelia began to inform Sam when he could possibly take the dog, making him nod.

“Uh just call us when he’s safe to pick up. We’re gonna be at the motel here in town just uh, just call and ask for Sam.”

She nodded as the three of you left to the motel, Jonah buzzing with energy.

“Can I name him!? I’m gonna name him Buddy! Or Carl!”

You shook your head, chuckling as you helped Sam carry the bags inside and setting him down.

Jonah began to jump on his bed, “So after he’s healed to go are we gonna leave?”

“I don’t know yet. Your mom and I have to discuss that first. How about we get you a bath going so you can get ready for bed?”

“But I’m not tired.”

“Fine. Bath, tv, then bed.”

Jonah nodded and stopped jumping to get off the bed, following Sam into the bathroom. Within a few moments Sam came from the bathroom and shut the door, sitting on the bed next to you with a sigh.

You adjusted to sit behind him, massaging his shoulders, “I think you need a bath too once he’s done.”

Sam chortled and grabbed one of your hands, stopping your movements. “You don’t have to do that.”

“I know but Sam, it’s easy to see your far away from us right now. I get it, I really do. You feel all alone with no friends or family. They’re all pretty much gone and your brother you’re assuming the same. But let’s be hopeful okay? We don’t know for sure where he is, but I promise I’ll help you look for him.”

Sam adjusted to look back at you, kissing your forehead gently, “I want to be hopeful, Y/N but I’ve lost everything. Except you and Jonah but that’s for just right now... My brother is probably dead. We don’t even know where to look or where to start. And as much as I want to believe and try, I just can’t… What if that pulls us further in? What if we can’t find him? There’s no point… We just need to stop. I can’t hunt without Dean and I don’t want to. I’d rather not put you and Jonah into anymore danger so I think we should just stop. Plant some roots… Really become the family I want us to be. I want to finally make up for everything I’ve missed. I wanna be a great father to our son and an amazing man for you. So can we please just do that? It’s something I wouldn’t admit to Dean, but I’ve always wondered what it would be like and I’ve always wanted it. I didn’t have the normal life and I want Jonah to have that.”

You leaned into Sam more, “Yes. We can definitely do that Sam if this is what you really want.”

He nodded and cupped your face, kissing you gently. “I’ll inform Jonah of the plans. I know we don’t have to start tomorrow but I want to. Maybe it’ll help me keep my mind off of Dean. But I’ll look around for a place. How’s that sound?”

“That sounds like we have a plan, Sam.”

Tagging:  @bakinginhell, @growningupgeek, @charlotteswinchester, @ellen-reincarnated1967, @super-not-naturall, @addie4602, @goldenangelbloodcastiel, @keelzy2

Series tags:  @the-bottom-of-the-abyss, @itzmaxbaby

[crazililwabbit]

Until The Daybreak - A Skyrim Fic

This story is part of the ‘Seal Upon Your Heart’ Series, find the timeline here.

You can find my fanfic master list here.

“Dyre is new in Skyrim, and is ready to start her new life. But she is having to learn that sometimes for something new to grow you need to burn what was there before.” Farkas/OC Dovahkiin

Rated M, for some adult themed content, and drug use.

Intro - Until the Daybreak

I looked into his face, my husband, my love. Our bond seemed so much stronger than that, it had been forged first with him as my shield brother and I his sister, and continued as we fought side by side for our lives and the honor of our brothers before us. We had been through the depths of agony and the heights of joy together.

He was my world.

I rolled off of him and onto our bed, feeling it creak and shift beneath me. He wrapped a strong arm around me and pulled me close. I rested my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat as it slowed to a regular pace. We laid there, naked, basking in the warmth of the summit we had just mounted together.

The mix of physical exhaustion and warmth was making me tired. I could feel my eyelids growing heavy, like iron. I was jerked from my sleepiness by a muffled snore, he had fallen asleep. I smiled to myself and settled back into my spot under his arm. Sleep overtook me quickly.

I was standing in a field filled with red and blue mountain flowers, even though there were no mountains in sight. The field seemed to go on forever in all directions. I began walking, 'no sense in standing around.' I could feel the familiar weight of my armor and my sword slung over my back.

'Good,' I thought, 'at least I can protect myself if needed.'

I continued forward, wading through the flowers for what seemed like an eternity. The ground beneath my feet was slowly turning to mud, but the flowers continued to stand tall. There were still no mountains, no trees, no sign of anything. I stopped and stooped down, I wanted to see if I could tell how the flowers were growing in this thick mud, it was becoming hard to move.

As I was stretching out my fingers to touch the mud that covered my boots a dark shadow passed over me. My blood froze and my breathing stopped. I could hear my sword rattle against my armor, I was shaking. I slowly stood and reached behind my head, taking hold of my sword. I drew it from it's sheath and the dark metal seemed to glow a slight green color.

"We can do this Siri," I often spoke to my sword when I was nervous. I took my stance and searched the sky for what I knew was there.

"Show yourself!" I screamed to the clouds, "you coward!"

"Dovahkiin!" the word shook the ground. The voice was too familiar, it terrified me. The black dragon broke through the clouds and arced it's way back towards me.

'No!' my mind screamed, panic rising in my chest, and shooting out through my limbs, like a mage’s shock spell. 'Not here, not now! I am not ready!'

But Alduin was coming for me if I was ready or not.

I waited for his attack, thinking he would just blast me from the air, where I couldn't reach him, but instead he comes in close and lands only a few yards away from me. He was huge, much bigger than I remembered. He could have covered the whole village of Riverwood with his wingspan alone. His head came towards me and I held my sword over my head, preparing to come down on him with all my strength.

That's when I noticed his eyes. They weren't the red I was expecting. The red eyes that were full of rage and anger that I remembered. They were blue.

"Are you alright, Love?" he asked me.

I couldn't answer, the world that held the field of flowers and the blue eyed Alduin was breaking apart. Consciousness was pulling me back to reality.

My eyes opened and there were those blue eyes again. Blue as ice, but full of, worry.

"You were having a nightmare. What's wrong, Love?" he asked. I could feel his arm behind my neck and his other hand resting on my bare hip. In his arms, being wrapped in his warmth, the field seemed to fade into nothing. His hand left my hip and brushed my hair from my face.

I smiled. "I am fine," I sighed, placing my hand on his cheek and running my fingers through his dark beard. He smiled back at me. I loved his smile, it was so sincere and warm. I had often imagined this smile was the same one he would have had as a boy.

"I am glad. It seemed like a bad one," he replaced his hand on my hip, "but I shouldn't be surprised, you're the strongest person I know." I could feel his rough fingertips tracing my side and across my stomach, making me shiver with pleasure. They came to rest on my thigh.

"Dov," he breathed his nickname for me, "I want to stay here, like this forever."

"Me too," I breathed.

Two Years Prior

I couldn't believe how blue the skies were! I had heard of the beauty of Skyrim, but never in my life did I believe a place this beautiful would exist. I had to force myself to stay on the simple stone road I had been following. My heart longed to run to the forest, to explore the clean clear river and to climb the tallest trees. To learn it's secrets. The problem with doing so was that I didn't know this land and it's forests. I didn't know what dangers could be found and as much as I wanted to explore, my desire to live was stronger.

I did take the time to stop and gather the few botanicals that seemed like they might come in handy while learning the alchemy of my new home. Some red flowers with their stems and roots, some blue ones that looked almost identical to the red ones, and what I assumed was the local cotton. I carefully placed all these in my small bag.

'Don't get too distracted,' I told myself, 'you promised to make it to Whiterun before the sunset.' Truth was, I didn't know how far Whiterun was from Riverwood.

"Not far," Gerdur had promised me, "you should make it there before it gets dark." But I don't think she had anticipated my stopping to gather and to take in the wonderful view. However, despite all my doubts, it wasn't long before I could see rooftops that I assumed belonged to the hold of Whiterun.

I was within running distance to the main gate and walls of the hold when I heard the yelling. Instinctively, I began to run. I grabbed an arrow from my quiver and strung it on my bow. It wasn't long before I found the source of the yelling. There were three warriors standing around a fallen beast. Two of them were women and the third a man. I had never seen anything like what they had brought down before, so I wanted to get a look at it.

It looked like a man, but it was more than twice the size in both girth and height. It wore clothes and a very large club laid on the ground nearby.

"A giant," I breathed. I had never seen one, and hadn't expected to, but I had heard about them.

"We took care of him. No thanks to you," the taller woman said, she was obviously in charge of this group. The second woman simply turned and began walking back to the hold we were standing just beyond.

"You look strong," the man told me. His gruff voice sounded like a boulder being drug through gravel. "New to Whiterun?" he asked.

"Actually..." I was hesitant to share too much with a man I didn't know, "I am."

"You should join the Companions," he smiled slightly, "Kodlak is always looking for new, fiery blood."

"Companions?" I could feel my eyebrow raise.

"They're my family. We fight so that others don't have to. We bring honor and glory to ourselves and each other," he stated, and just stared at me.

I couldn't stand it anymore, the silence building between us was becoming unbearable, he either meant for it to, or was simply unaware of how uncomfortable it had become.

"I'm Dyre," I finally broke the silence.

"I'm Farkas," his smile widened.

"Ice brain!" a voice yelled. We both turned to see the taller woman. "Are you coming or not?"

"Meet us in Jorrvaskr if you'd like," he turned and hurried after the others.

As I walked through the gate of Whiterun I was unsure where to go. This was the first time I had entered a city since I had left Leyawiin two months prior. I roamed through the streets, simply taking in the beauty of the buildings. Leyawiin was about the same size as this hold, but the buildings were all run down and rotting from the moisture in the air. Here the houses stood tall and strong, like the people and the mountains beyond the great stone walls.

I found myself at the bottom of some stairs that lead up to the biggest wooden building I had ever seen.

"That's Dragonsreach," a guard that was passing by me commented, "where the Jarl resides." He had stopped and was looking at me. I must have looked overwhelmed.

"And that over there is Jarrvaskr, where you can find the Companions," he pointed back behind me to another large building, "and down the steps over there you can find the shops and the local Inn, the Bannerned Mare."

I looked down the walk way where he was pointing and shook my head, "I am suppose to see the Jarl. But thank you for your help."

He raised his eyebrows at me, "the Jarl?"

"Yes, sir. I have news of the dragon that was see at Helgen," I tried my best to be polite, the last thing I needed was to be on the bad side of the guards.

"Oh! Well then, you should head up there quickly, he'll want to talk to you in person I am sure," he smiled and turned to be on his way.

The higher I climbed the steps, the more amazing the view became. I felt like I could see all of Skyrim. I stopped once I reached the top of the steps, just to gaze at the mountains.

"They are beautiful Momma," I whispered, "just like you always told me."

@iwantthedean @goldenangelbloodcastiel

[doro7winchester]

luci

warnings:homelessness, single mom nothing else in this chapter

*new series i may continue if enough of you want me to! so please let me know!

Lucifer was looking down on her, he knew what she was. That his father had a contingency for all of his angels but his, well she was there alone and so damn broken because of man, that he wanted to make her whole again.

His father gone, with Amara, wherever they had gone off too. But Y/N was there in the dumpster of a beauty supply looking for what she could salvage and sell to make ends meet.

"ugh, to broken, no more product left…" she exclaimed exhausted..

But if he comforted her, if he went to her, wouldn’t that be adhering to his father's so called "contingency plan? Or was that put into place if his children did the opposite what he wanted them to do?? Therefore the path he had helped but not planned?

UGHHH HE HATED CHUCK SOMETIMES! But she was going without so much and her daughter, was too….

"I just want Luci to be able to be provided for!" Y/N screamed at the sky with tears in her eyes as she dug further down in the dumpster.

He heard her daughter's name for the first time and smiled, hehe she had inadvertently named the child after him. Probably his father push but he didn't care. His other attempts to live and affect humans after chucks disappearance had failed and this would be his win.

Wait since when did he want to win….

"Hello beautiful." Lucifer said to her as he stepped into the can she was in.

""What the shirt?" she yelled.

"I'm no hook, and I'm looking here mister go away!" she exclaimed felling threatened.

He smiled realizing he had already messed up.

"I was wondering if you could use some help?" he asked as politely as he knew how after being in the cage for so long.

"Well mister I'm just fine, aint needed anyone thus far.." you said knowing that wasn’t exactly true but you were surviving.

"Well, were in a similar situation and I need a women's touch and would appreciate your help if you would take mine in uh return??" Lucifer said questioningly for the first time in his long life…

You thought for a second, it would help if he needed a roomie, they kept threatening to take Luci if you didn’t find a place soon, but could you trust him.

"What's your story? And you're buying lunch." You said climbing out of the can.

"Well it’s a tad complicated, and you wouldn’t believe me if I told you, but I'm absolutely fin with buying lunch" Lucifer replied.

"Try me mister, I'm not your normal person, I believe weird shit, and I'll take lunch and a lie if I have to." She said as she walked around the can and pulled a baby stroller out from a nook no one could see unless they were looking for it.

"By the way this is Luci, she is my baby girl.. my whole life…" you said to the handsome weird man.

"Well let's feed both of you, and see if we can be of service to one another, no "hooking" involved." He said the word in air quotes making you smile.

"Deal, and your voice is beautiful dude, I'm sure that sounds silly but it is." You say with a small smile looking at your daughter sleeping.

taaggin the peeps!

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@lucifer-in-leather

[goldenangelbloodcastiel]

Ahhhh I’m so thrilled to be here and I too have been in the roundabout of otome and romance sims for about 7-8 years 😅🤭

Deepspace just TAKES THE CAKE for me! The fandom is so fun and welcoming and I love that we all can squeal about these men together 😩 I see so many fun comments with ppl about Sylus’ entrance and they’re mostly like “no plz I’m loyal” “zayne bby don’t let this man take me” and one I laughed at was “Rafayal I’m going to need you to leave for about a week 😅” And then I’m just over here like y’all… we can have then all, who says we need to stay and choose 😝.

I love the way this fandom interacts and it’s one of the best ones I’ve been in so far!

I can’t wait to see what the devs and the fandom creators do next! 💕

Hello! I wanted to gush about your writing and the game for a minute! ☺️🤭

I just got into the LADS fandom at the beginning of this week and I am absolutely FERAL for all of them. I originally wanted to play the game awhile ago but my phone is old and I didn’t think to use my PC but hot DANG if the ticky-app didn’t pull me back in with SYLUS?! HELLO?! Your writing on him is absolutely DELICOUS! 😍 I adored your poly Misty Fic so much that I had to share it with my friend who is a Deepspace girlie too & I CANNOT stop re-reading it. We have been on discord simping and squealing over these men while I stream it. The game is so well done, I’ve yet to come across one done so well and your writing fits so good into the characters. Thank you for giving us the best fan fiction any, new & old, LADS fan can get! 😍

I will most definitely be sharing and be back! …aaannnddd maybe stalking my notifications for new posts 😝😅

Hey! Firstly, welcome to the fandom! 😍

We have angst-ridden super hot men and big tiddies to keep us company, enjoy your stay down here with us. We are all so unwell for these boys. 😂😂♥️

And YESSSS. Sylus has been a terrible bed bias wrecker 😮‍💨 I try to stay loyal to Rafayel, Sylus threads his fingers through mine and tugs me back. I try and think of Zayne and how big he is and Sylus is there, shoving that fine ass and big D energy into my face. I try and look at Caleb and Sylus is already there; infuriatingly smug grin and sultry red eyes tugging my proverbial collar his way. 😩😩

Also, AAAAAAAAAH you’re so kind, thank you for your lovely compliment and for making my day, I’m happy you enjoy my writing for the boys (and especially for Sylus 😉).

It’s been well over 8 years since I got into otome and joseimuke games and I agree with you whole-heartedly. LaDS has a unique charm to it and is immensely immersive, as compared to the rest of its predecessors. Pair that up with a riveting story and top tier angst and you’ve got yourself a brilliant game. Truly kudos to the devs for feeding us so well 👏🏽👏🏽 Absolutely feel free to come back and gush to me about these boys, please, I’m more than happy to scream with you 🥰🥴💜

[afanofmanystuffs]

Editor’s Elysium Part 1

"He used the word 'smad,' Y/N, smad!"

"Smad?"

"He said it was the cross between angry and sad."

You took a sip of your drink out of necessity. "Does the man not know how to use a search engine?"

Cas rolled his eyes in annoyance. "Apparently not."

You sighed, placing the cup back down and running a finger across the rim wistfully. Break time was almost over. “It’s a good thing he has you, then!”

He shook his head ruefully. “Ha,” he deadpanned. “Lucky me.”

Standing, you smoothed out your pants and offered him an encouraging smile. “At least we have each other?”

He gave you a small smile. “At least there’s that much. Hey, where are you going?” he halted your escape from the awkward bonding moment. “You can’t go off break without bringing coffee back.”

You paused, considering it. Finally you smiled. “No, I suppose I can’t.”

You collected your mug, topped it off, and made your way back to your desk to preview and fix anything basic before Cas hit the manuscript. And goodness, were there a lot.

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