#helena and luke is valid too but

[incorrectbatfam]

Which TV shows or sitcoms do the Batfam guest star in?

(I'm a 2010s girlie if you can't tell)

Selina has a one-episode subplot as a prisoner in Orange Is The New Black where she acts like she's going to try and make a daring escape just to mess with everyone else

Luke appears in the background of a large gathering or party in Black-ish but the characters are too busy with the storyline to notice until the end when they realize it's legendary MMA fighter Luke Fox, except he's just there for the food

Bette would be one of the extras in The Good Place whose entire role is to give people the wrong frozen yogurt toppings while acting like the absolute nicest person who got into the "Good Place" for saving an endangered goat species

Alfred is a customer just doing his shopping amidst the Superstore chaos. He just occasionally appears throughout the episode and when they're like "You're still here?" he unfurls a comically long shopping list

Barbara appears in New Girl as an HR worker at Schmidt's place of work, where she slows him down with pointless bureaucratic procedures when he's trying to get something done quickly

Bruce would appear as a prospective business client in The Office and offers to buy Dunder Mifflin until he gets a tour of the place as it's literally going up in flames

Harper would be sitting in the back of the classroom in Community interjecting with her side commentary until the characters realize she doesn't even go there

Damian would be a student in Abbott Elementary who starts doing the teacher's jobs, and when the school tries to call home, he poses as his own guardian with a costume and voice training

Cass is a part-time cashier who gets hired on the spot at Kim's Convenience but quits after one day not because of the characters or storyline, but because she was just bored

Dick appears in Brooklyn Nine-Nine as a New Jersey police officer working an interstate case, and him and Jake competing for the spotlight and recognition can be summed up by "oh my God, there's two of them"

Jason also appears in the same Brooklyn Nine-Nine episode as the main suspect, and the whole joke is that he keeps insisting he and Dick know each other (being irl brothers) while Dick is like "I've never seen this man in my life"

Carrie guest stars in Parks and Rec as a very passionate (and very annoying) lone teenage activist with a picket sign who won't leave the characters alone until they hear out her (very valid) concerns

Cullen appears in Psych as another "psychic" racing against Shawn to solve a case, but really he just knows how to get the evidence he needs from social media faster than surveying the actual crime scene

Helena plays a substitute teacher in Derry Girls who keeps insisting that the characters do a dumb assignment that actually makes sense in the end

Tim briefly makes a cameo in Cobra Kai at one of the karate tournaments, where he plays a competitor from a dojo that's not part of the main cast

Kate appears in Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt for a minute as the characters trying to get someplace urgently, and she has a car or something they want to borrow but she's just like "uh, no, I don't know you"

Duke plays a tutor in Modern Family where the episode centers on school, and the session consists of him just trying to do his job while everyone else keeps interrupting

Steph cameos in Scrubs as a know-it-all med student who keeps trying to point out that a character is making a (harmless) mistake, only to get shut down until it happens and she's just like "that's what I was trying to tell you"

[laufire]

The Outsiders!

The only Outsiders run I've read in full is Winick's, and I really like what he went for in that one: a team down in the dirt, trying to gather intel and get ahead of massive supervillain attacks before they happen, going after huge trafficking operations, dictators... I'd follow that line.

So I guess what I'd need is to decide on the team. DC wouldn't publish these books without a Bat lol, and despite her being with the Birds of Prey now, I'd want Cass, tbh (sorry Luke and Kate, but I can't just follow what your run is doing lol). Not as a leader, though. My first thought for leader was Anissa. Especially because I kinda want Jefferson in the mix? Not necessarily on the team, but in the outskirts of it, as a source of information / asset, but still having to interact with his daughter as a team leader, iykwim?

Also, she and Grace are together at the start, but they'd be on the brink of a break up!! And they'd break up during the run!! And have ill-advised post-relationship hook ups and jealousy dramas and so on all before the eventual reconciliation. What I'm saying is that I want DYKE DRAMA X100 for this run añlsdfkjadsf.

Okay, let's not get distracted. More teammates... Tatsu, of course (I want to read more of her!). I'm thinking Helena Bertinelli, too? She was an Outsider for a hot minute and I love her lol.

I guess we should have some men too. I love Roy and I love Roy in the Outsiders, but in this case I'd have him as a temp member, maybe? With a similar role as Jefferson, ig. There'd be a whole thing where Anissa's leadership is questioned and all, before her role is validated.

Asdlfakjsdf sorry I just had the thought of JADE as an Outsiders member. She's trying a new thing. Roy wants her to try a new thing. It's messy as hell. IDEK if it'd make sense but whatever. If they can have her working with the Bats in 'Tec, why not? Cass would vouch for her too!

Right, I was talking about including some men... J'onn's been an Outsider. I like J'onn, he's a great asset to any team. As for others, maybe some more obscure dudes? I'm open to ideas. Red Devil? Virgil? Zachary Zatara for a wizard? Idk, give me ideas xD

[goddessofroyalty]

@onsenorita you are to blame for this.

Fandom: House of the Dragon

Pairings: Aemond/Lucerys (but they are safely in their 20s by this point)

Tags: uncle/nephew incest, omegaverse, implied past-mpreg, canon infighting averted but the peace is tense

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The doors to the hall swing open revealing Lucerys. Such is the life of being Rhaenyra’s spoilt omega son Aemond had thought when his mate hadn’t arrived to the meeting on time after leaving for a late-afternoon ride to clear his mind before it.

Now though, Aemond thinks there might be a valid reason for Luke not coming back in time.

“Get everyone and the dragons inside,” Lucerys’ orders before the guards even have a chance to announce him. His hair is soaked from the storm that had blown in as the sun had set and his expression tense.

“What happened?”

“We were attacked by another dragon. Arrax managed to escape but I had to land him before it found us again.”

“You didn’t warn us your brother was coming to visit,” Rhaenys says, looking straight at Aemond and Helena. The tenuous peace within the family evaporating.

“It wasn’t Sunfyre,” Luke says, shaking his head. “It was much bigger.”

“So you set your dragon on your own mate?” Corlys asks, standing by his wife’s side. The old alpha’s rage clear. “You should know you will not get my seat so long as I draw breathe even if you are the sire of the future heir.”

“It wasn’t Vhagar,” Helena protests, because it will be her children fed to Luke’s family’s dragons first. Not that Aemond would let them get the chance. “There are dragons more accustomed to the meat of their own than others out there.”

Aemond looks to Luke. Looks to his mate for some kind of support against the accusations of his family. By now he should know that Aemond has no want of starting a war against his sister for her throne. There is too much that can be lost for very little gain.

All he is met with is terror in his mate’s eyes.

“Tell them to get Vhagar ready to fly,” he says, heading to leave the room to change into his riding gear. If they will not believe him at his word, he will find whatever beast attacked his mate and bring its hide to them.

“You are not going alone,” Luke says, immediately following in lockstep.

“I am,” Aemond says, turning to face his mate. He misses when he was taller and able to stand over him, Luke now eye-to-eye to him. “You will all likely be needed to corral everyone inside.”

And if it is strong enough to fell Vhagar they will need all the dragons they have to stand a chance to take it down.

Luke’s eyes are pleading, but he nods after a second, stepping aside to allow Aemond to pass.

In the morning light a Raven is sent to the Queen and her consort to come examine the corpse of a wild dragon with claws big enough to piece Vhagar’s skin and the peace, as tense as it is, remains.

[bylerbliss]

i'm watching the society and.....can elle and helena please be girlfriends

[sabedile-asoiaf]

ASOIAF Faces - Part V

I've decided to gather an assortment of actors that remind me of characters from A Song of Ice and Fire. Not that anybody will care about this, but it's fun to make.This is purely based on looks, following no concept of time, place or acting ability. It is merely a way to convey my mental image of the characters, at least as of now, because it does change from time to time. It's also not a comment on the validity of the actors that were cast on the show. So... that. I'll be adding the character descriptions from A Wiki of Ice and Fire when possible.

Beric is a slight man, handsome with red-gold hair. He is a dashing but inexperienced young man.

Luke Treadaway as Beric Dondarrion. He looks like he could pass for a 22 or 23 year old, even though he was older in The Hollow Crown. He has the right frame and vibe.

Jeyne is an attractive girl with brown eyes, dark hair, and pretty white teeth.

Helena Bonham Carter as Jeyne Poole. She must have been about 20 when she played Jane Grey, which is too old but then again most are going to be, given how extremely young Jeyne is. Just age her down in you mind. I just think she fits all of Jeyne's sides, even the catty side, which I think is often neglected in this context.

Ramsay is an ugly young man, even when dressed finely. He is big boned and slope shouldered, with a fleshiness indicating he will be fat later in life. Ramsay's skin is pink and blotchy, his nose broad, his hair long and dark and dry. Although his mouth is small, Ramsay's lips are wide and meaty, wormy looking, and he smiles a wet-lipped smile. His distinctive eyes resemble Roose's - small, close-set, and oddly pale, like two chips of dirty ice.

Barry Keoghan as Ramsay Snow / Bolton. Ramsay is hard, but I think he has the right vibe and also enough features in common for it to work.

[robin-nightwing-agent37]

I really don't like JaySteph and think that they are similar in background but too different in personality and interests to really get along. I think Jason would find her really annoying, but honestly people are more open to JaySteph than they are to other bat related ships and it makes you think if it is because Stephanie Brown is more feminine and acts more acceptably. Same could go for modern interpretations of Barbara Gordon and especially Tom Taylor’s Nightwing. Barbara is said to be drawn more beautiful and more inviting than her previous adaptations, but all that means is she is more feminine and acceptable for what women are told they are supposed to be and look like. It was why her Burnside revamp was so inviting and popular among many people, she was cute and purple and not the rough and tomboyish Oracle. Admittedly there is also pure misogyny disguised as woke culture when the hatred for these ships are because they can't stand a woman dating someone who was close to their ex. It is pure misogyny disguised as woke culture. You can dislike something but only disliking something because of that is misogyny. Same with the hating JayBabs stuff. “Barbara has dated everyone within the Batfam” while also conveniently leaving out that Dick himself has slept with Helena Bertinelli (and Wayne), Selina Kyle, etc. in different adaptations as well. But we don’t have to talk about those of course because we can easily ignore those but won’t for Barbara.

I don’t care for most 99% of ships mainly because it’s comics and most of it will get re-written at some point. I will pick on certain ships because really if it’s forced in my face I’m gonna have a reaction to it you know?

As for the misogyny complaints, I do see it I honestly do however I don’t think that is the main reason people call out Dick Babs. For me, I single out Babs as a character because I think she is mostly written as a mean person and I just don’t vibe with her character at all. I enjoyed her silver age content much better. It’s just I hate the way writers write her ever since the 90s, it just grinds my gears. I could care less how she dresses. Babs herself has been misogynistic and catty towards other female characters and that’s why I don’t like her and part of the reason I don’t like Dick Babs because I refuse to believe Dick would date someone like that.

But I will say that Nightwing ships tend to have more misogynistic complaints lodged against it whether it’s Kory being a slut or Babs being a bitch or Harley being a villain or Helena being murderous. His love interests get waaaaay too much hate and childish behavior flung their way and most of it is by other women. But the behavior of the fandom doesn’t absolve criticisms of characters or the people who write them. A lot of people have valid complaints about whatever they don’t like and they deserve to have their voices heard and respected. It’s only when those voices are used to cause malice and drama that it’s a step too far. Ship wars are misogynist mix in nature and I believe it’s a large reason why Nightwing fandom has a bad reputation.

I also think the difference between Babs and Dick is that Selena and Huntress are not consider proper batfam. Most of the women Dick has dated are from outside the batfam. It’s unfair to compare the two when your comparison is Babs dating his father figure Bruce, his brother figure Jason and his other brother figure Tim. Babs has dated three people assumed to be a part of Dick’s immediate family whereas Dick has not. If it was just kept to Dick, Luke and Bruce then I think the complaints would have died down. But adding both Jason and Tim to the mix makes it muddy. Dick is portrayed as a manwhore and I’m oddly ok with that. Just like I’m ok with Babs dating Dick and the Dating Jason further down the line and I would never consider Babs in any way a slut. What I’m not ok with is comparing the two situations as if they are the same when they are not. I think my beef with how Nightwing romance is portrayed is more about the sexual assault he receives.

Also i don’t think Babs is written as prettier or more feminine now. In fact I think that is more opposite. She is largely portrayed as tomboyish and wearing baggy clothing. I personally believe that it’s to contrast Dick’s other love interests as Babs is the only one outside of Shawn who is portrayed as such. One thing I don’t like about the way Babs is portrayed now a days is that for some reasons certain writers and people love having her be “not like other girls” and the comparison. That because she is not like other girls that makes her somehow better when in fact it makes her worse as a character and makes the writing even more misogynistic (and racist). See again how TomTaylor is writing her in his run.

[in-my-head-i-do-everything-right]

Hiii

Just wanted to say that I love The Stokes too and I loved everything you and the other anon talked about.

Please write the band au! 💛✨

aaaah!!! it’s so nice to see that i’m not completely alone in my The Strokes + The Society obsession. i have a note that says (and I quote) “bad decisions. is a hallie fic?” from months ago. i feel very validated rn.

i very very much want to write that band au!!! (they’d be called The Guard or maybe The Fugitives and it’d be set in the early 2000′s and harry would go around buying bootlegs of his own albums just to make a point and grizz would still be wearing that hat and luke would spend an insane amount of time talking abt helena and allie would find herself very oddly invested and intrigued by all of it.)

[bluboothalassophile]

Getting to Know More

Fun facts about Terry McGinnis:

He was a notorious middle child in a HUGE family: Dick, Jason, Athanasia, Cassandra, Tim, Duke, Damian, Alina, himself, Helena, Thomas, Bruce Jr., and Matt. His extended family included Dick’s wife, and Dick’s kids, Thomas, Mar’i, and Jake; Jason’s adopted daughter Lian Harper; Tim’s wife, Stephanie; and Duke’s wife; Claire Clover. His extended, extended family also had Uncle Luke’s and Aunt Babs’ kids; Carrie and Nell, Bette Kane, Grampa Lucius, and, well, at this point one got the picture; huge ass colony of Bats living in Gotham here.

He shredded it where skateboard, hockey, motocross were concerned, but he had the coordination of a spaz for baseball and surfing.

His mom was awesome on epic proportions. Seriously, he didn’t know how she did it but she redefined super mom.

Another thing to know, he totally did not have a crush on the Princess of Atlantis, he was only going with her to this movie because he happened to like it, and because Mareena was the only chick he knew who didn’t like chick flicks (Mar’i, Helena, Lian, and Max could all go Suck It! He was going to see a damn action flick if it fucking killed him this year!) Mareena just also happened to like action flicks, which was why she was here with him.

Standing there in the theatre line he tried not to stare at Mareena who was hiding her identity under a hoodie she had stolen from his room when she had walk up to the Manor with a movie for them to see. Mareena did not have friends in Atlantis who appreciated the arts of action flicks. Terry didn’t care though, he was no longer being that weirdo who was going to a theatre alone. Also, she was a chick Dana could not get jealous over and drive him insane. He would think college meant that the drama would die off with the age grow up, but apparently not. And he was not getting blue balls because Dana was having imaginary jealous fits over imaginary slights.

“Why can the line not move faster,” Mareena huffed.

“Because the line is moving this pace because people are slow. Besides, we’re ahead of the line for the premiere line,” he jabbed his thumb over his shoulder to show her. Mareena frowned.

“You people are annoying,” Mareena said icily.

“How are we annoying, you wanted to go to this movie, so I’m going with you to see this movie,” he said.

“I would’ve asked someone else, but,” she started.

“There’s no one but Don and Dawn, and we both know there’s no way in hell that Barry and Iris would let them come.”

“I could’ve gone to New Krypton,” Mareena argued.

“Oh yes, because watching their movies is so entertaining,” Terry rolled his eyes.

“You land dwellers have no appreciation for the fine arts of moving with a flow,” Mareena argued.

“Pipe down, and don’t draw attention of the paparazzi,” he snapped when her hood started falling off of her head, which had him pulling it more firmly over the green hair of hers. Only disadvantage of going to the movies with Mareena was the fact her hair glowed in the dark. But other than that, trade offs, made it worth it!

“You do realize they’d be more inclined to notice you and not me, right?”

“I’m wearing a Gotham Knights cap, and I am not royalty, I’m just one of a hundred Wayne kids,” Terry point out.

“I thought you were a Prince,” Mareena said.

“No, I’m a Wayne,” he said. “Not royalty.”

“You are also…” she held up her index fingers by her head and smiled a bit.

“Yeah, but that doesn’t count,” he shrugged. Dick had been Batman, Jason had briefly been to save Dick’s wedding, Cass currently was, Damian was next. It wasn’t anything special anymore, it wasn’t special in the family he belonged in. Though B was still the control freak behind the scenes for them so technically B was still the Bat.

“Why not?”

“Cause B’s the big man in charge.”

“Your dad is in a wheelchair,” Mareena pointed out.

“Partial paralyses is not a disability, it just means his legs have to take a break sometimes and Mom has to push him around, it’s not abnormal to what normally happens with him,” he shrugged.

“You guys have issues,” Mareena stated.

Terry merely shrugged. “Dad’s fine, we’re fine, it’s all fine!” he snorted.

“Last time you said that everything was on fire,” Mareena stated.

“Let me restate we’re fine. But mostly keep your hair away so I don’t have to explain to Dana why the hell I’m seen with another woman.” Terry stated.

“Ah, the nefarious Dana, why are you still dating that woman?” Mareena asked. “She was bratty when you were a teen, she’s worse now.”

“Not all of us get fairy tale romances,” Terry shrugged. “Besides, I like sex, sex is a great relief to the stress of everything.”

“You sound like a cad.”

“You should hear my sisters talk,” he shrugged. Mar’i, Helena, Max, and Lian were way worse than him about the sex talks, girls were all about feelings, and emotions and connections, it was annoying, and they always talked about it and guys! Terry probably knew more about women than the average guy and it was a disturbing amount information his sisters had given him. And just to clarify, he thought of Mar’i, Lian and Max as his sisters because he had known them since he was in diapers! It was hard to think of them as anything remotely close to something other than sisters.

“And you shouldn’t knock down romance,” Mareena stated. “Your family has the most epic love stories according to my father. Other than maybe Diana and Steve’s.”

“You’re nuts!” he sputtered.

“Am not, the story of B and Selina, Dick and Kori, Jason and Raven, Tim and Stephanie, B and Talia,” she stated. “Epic romances.”

“That’s just gross, and disturbing to think about my family’s love lives,” he grimaced.

“You guys are secret sweethearts I bet,” Mareena decided with a cheeky smile.

“We are the Knight! We are the Terror of Nightmares! We are NOT Sweethearts! Even Alina is even an epic of epic badasses,” he argued. His phone buzzed and he pulled it out to see the text was from his mom.

“What’s up?”

“After the movie we need to go get Matt, Carrie, Tommy and Nell from school. Babs and Luke had to go to Africa,” he said.

“Oh.”

“So we’ll get them, get a slice, and then I’ll drop you off, or are you tubing?” he asked.

“Why would I be tubing?”

“Cause it’s up or down with you,” he retorted.

“Can I stay? I haven’t hung around the surface too much, and I do not want to go to the Tower,” she said.

“Yeah. Julia will help us set up a room for you,” Terry said. Julia had come to Gotham recently because Alfred was sick.

“Who is Julia?” Mareena asked.

“Julia is Alfred’s daughter,” he answered.

“Alfred is not B’s father?” she said in bizarre wonderment.

“Uh… yeah, not a secret,” he pointed out. “Alfred is awesome, and he’s totally grandpa, but he’s not blood.” Terry shrugged.

“WHAT!?” Mareena sputtered. Terry jumped a bit as he stared at her bewildered expressioned.

“What!?”

“He’s not blood!?”

“No, I mean, like ninety percent of my family isn’t blood.”

“Really?”

“Yeah,” he shrugged. “It’s not news.”

“I…” she started. “I always thought you were related,” he said.

“Really?”

“Black hair, blue eyes, ungodly pale.”

“What about Duke or Damian!?” he sputtered.

“Okay, so you don’t all look alike,” she rolled her eyes.

“Exactly, and we are all pretty much adopted. Only Athanasia, Damian, Alina, Helena, Tommy, Junior, Matt and I are actually B’s blood kids.”

“I thought you were just… you know, cause you’re a huge family and dad says B started young, really young, so I just assumed,” she shrugged.

“It’s all public record,” he shrugged. “B hasn’t been shy about it. Dick, Babs, Jason, Cass, Tim, Duke, Steph, technically and kind of, Harper, Cullen, Bette, and Renee.”

“I just thought you were related, and I thought you were also, you know,” she shrugged innocently.

“What else did you think we were!?” He sputtered.

“Vampires,” she said innocently.

“I hate dad for starting that rumor,” Terry muttered sourly.

“That one is funny though!” She persisted. “Hal told me, before I met you guys, that you were all demons.”

“Well, Rae is,” he shrugged.

“I thought your dad was big anti- anything that isn’t human marrying into my family,” Mareena said.

“Luci made valid points which had B accepting the fact marrying into a family as divine and powerful as Rae’s is a… you know, it’s kind of a divine honor,” Terry shrugged. “Besides, I didn’t know they weren’t married until they were officially married.”

“You didn’t know they weren’t married?” Mareena asked.

“They’ve been together since I was in diapers,” Terry shrugged.

“Really?”

“Yes really. I’m pretty sure they were the ones who found me,” Terry said.

“I’m learning more about you than I ever thought possible.”

“All of this is actually public record.”

“Really?” she asked skeptically.

“My biological mother was Mary McGinnis, she was married to Warren McGinnis, they died in a car crash when I was three days old and they were driving home from the hospital. I’m technically property of A.R.G.U.S. so Waller took me in, Jason found me about a year later,” Terry explained.

“That’s weird,” she decided.

“No, what’s weirder is the fact that Matt is my full brother,” Terry stated. “Mary and Warren were dead five years before Matt was even conceived, and he’s my full brother.”

“What?”

“Yeah.”

“I thought you were B’s blood son,” Mareena said carefully.

“I am. Waller injected a serum into Warren McGinnis’ DNA to scramble his own DNA to match with Bruce’s. Warren was a chimera essentially thanks to Waller’s tinkering,” Terry said. “I’m a ‘clone’ of Bruce’s in a way or I was supposed to be with what Waller set up, and I’m his son, but NO, he did not get involved in the conception of me or my blood brother Matt. He’s the genetic material for us. He’s still Dad though since he’s well, Dad,” Terry shrugged.

“That’s complicated.”

“That’s my family. Also, completely public record,” he shrugged.

“You’re not normal,” she said icily.

“What!? I’m completely normal! I’m going to a movie, and with you no less, in broad daylight, and I’m not turning to ash because of the sun either!” he smiled.

“You’re sounding like a assbutt,” she muttered.

“Asshole,” he corrected. “And you started it.”

“What did you expect from my family?” she asked.

“Lots of energy,” he answered honestly. “Dad always said that you guys were energetic like no tomorrow and wild, also unpredictable, dangerous, and loud, very loud.”

“You expected that!?” she sputtered.

“Did you think I was expecting a mermaid from Little Mermaid, fishtail and all?” he asked her.

“Yes!”

“Nah,” he shrugged.

“You’re an ass,” she informed him.

“I’m aware.”

“Good.”

“Besides, I’m a you know,” he shrugged. “Being unpleasant and assholes in general are required.”

“Oh! The ticket booth! And next time we are dropping your family name to get into the movie.”

“You wanted to be a normal American teen this time instead of being a Princess of you know,” he said.

“I did not want that. You wanted that. Freaking love of invisibility. I swear if you were metas you’d all be like that.”

“Rae cast an invisibility spell once, that was awesome, terrifying and cool.”

“Why!?”

���Oh, the demons were hunting her, I was like seven, and it was a giant hide and seek game,” Terry said.

“That’s not normal.”

“You grew up under the sea,” he pointed out.

“You grew up in Gotham.”

“I don’t like you right now,” she decided.

“You adore me, I’m paying for the movie,” he pointed out.

“True,” she decided.

“Awe, you two are an adorable couple!” the ticket attendant said when they stepped up to buy the tickets for S.O.S. “First date?”

“We’re not a couple,” Terry stated as he paid for the tickets.

“But we are friends!” Mareena declared slinging her arm around his shoulders.

“Barely.”

“You adore me!” she declared.

Terry rolled his eyes as the ticket clerk chuckled but gave them their tickets. “I’ll spring for the snacks, you get the good seats,” he ordered as they had their ticket punched and walked into the crowd.

[vignetterose]

Thoughts after ep 7: Campbell is the worst character I’ve ever seen on a show. He can fall in a hole. Thanks. The pie scene gave me so much stress. Luke and Helena are the only valid straight couple. Cassandra and Gordie were too but ya know. I would die for Sam and Grizz. Grizz is so head over heels in love with Sam. Like boy calm down. So sweet. Will is a good boi™️. Must be protected. I love Sam and Becca’s friendship (seeing the info for the next ep, there may be some friendship angst though). Still confused about the whole “where are we and why” situation. I don’t know what to believe.

I’m watching The Society for the first time and am almost in the middle of episode one. Here’s my thoughts so far:

Omg there’s so many people. (There’s so many White Guys™️ I can’t tell them apart. Help.)

I’m excited for the gay ship. They’re already giving off Tyrus (Andi Mack) vibes.

I’m so confused as to what’s going on. The description says all the adults disappear. Was that a typo or do none of these families have kids other than the students in the show?

That guy in the beginning in the office who just walks out and gives Harry and the girl a weird look was giving off suspicious vibes. Maybe he has something to do with this?

Cassandra is a lesbian

[xwing-baby]

Mission Winchester (Crowley x Reader)

Characters/Pairings: Crowley x Hunter!Reader, Dean, Sam

Word Count: 3857

Warnings: Violence, Lying/Manipulation, Angst

Summary: Working with the king of hell isn’t easy so a holiday is well deserved! Yeah, maybe not. However when Crowley interupts your vaction with a new mission and agrees to your freedom afterwards how could you refuse? How hard could it be to lie to two Winchesters anyway?

A/N: I wrote this aaggeess ago, back before I’d properly started this blog! I don’t know why I haven’t put this up soon ‘cus I really like this one lol. I have to go back to college tomorrow, which I’m not looking forward to but at least I’ll get to see my friends. As always, I hope you enjoy this, let me know in the comments and like and reblog, I love you all! 

-Molly xo

MASTERLIST

Finally. A week to myself. A thousand miles from home and not a supernatural creature in sight. This my friend is what heaven feels like.

For the last ten years, I've been running around the country killing the things that go bump in the night, the monsters under the bed and every son of a bitch in between. It was hectic, to say the least. At twenty-nine I have two members of my once large family actually alive, three ex-partners being treated in mental hospitals and only one person I could vaguely trust. Oh, the life of a hunter.

Hunting was not something that ran in the family. Quite the contrary actually. My family were so against the idea of demons and angels and all the other weird and wonderful things out there that growing up I was not read a single fairy tale, ghost story or allowed to watch any horror movies of any kind. Yeah, my family's weird. However, being the rebellious teenager I was I decided to look into what I had been missing, and boy did I get hooked. It started out as just a little fun, then I made friends with a girl a few years older than me who was in the life already. I ran away from home and joined her and her brother on the road. It was great fun, ish.

The problem came when four years after I joined Helena and her brother Luke. It was one tricky hunt.

-- 10 years ago --

A couple of vampires turned out to be a huge nest, biggest any of us had ever seen. There had to be at least 25. We were over run. They seemed to be coming out the cracks in the walls. We all fought our best, killing the majority of them but soon it got too much.

First Luke. Then Helena.

I thought I was done for too. I'd lost my machete, the only other sharp objects I had were in the car. Great. Of course, I tried to keep up but I got trapped in a corner. Just as I thought I was done for a loud clattering erupted from behind me and the advancing vamp. The vampire turned around for one second and I couldn't see what was going on. Just as I was about to sneak away the vampire exploded, flying guts and blood all over the walls and covering me head to toe.

I stood stunned for a moment, wiped the blood from my face and took a deep breath to calm myself.

"That'll be thank you?" The figure in the doorway suddenly spoke.

"Thanks." I looked over to the figure in almost confusion. It was a man, pale skin, dark eyes and hair and a freshly pressed suit. He looked extremely out of place in the desecrated hotel surrounding us both. He took a sip from the crystal liquor glass that appeared in his hand and looked me up and down for a moment.

"You're Y/n, correct?"

"Yeah..."

"I'm Crowley," He said proudly, "King of Hell."

"What would the king of hell want from me?"

"A job. A sparky young hunter like you could really be useful."

"I don't work with demons."

"Well, you do now!"

-- Present Day--

Sun, Sea and Sangria.

Finally after years of hard work I finally managed to get away for the week. Down to a little beach town down the road a few miles from Miami Beach. It was fairly quiet, only the odd old man walking his equally old dog. There were no monsters in sight.

"I didn't take you for the cocktail type." A familiar voice suddenly broke the peace. I looked up to see Crowley stood next to my sun lounger, still in his full dark suit despite the heat.

"It's hot. Scotch isn't a hot weather drink." I said simply.

"True." He shrugged.

"How did you find me?"

"Demon? Remember?" Crowley smirk as he sat down on the sun lounger next to me. "It's a lot easier though when you don't turn off your GPS on your phone, though."

"Oh. Well, what do you want then? I'm guessing you haven't popped in to say hi."

"Correct." Crowley nodded as a smug smirk stretched over his lips. "I need you to do a little job for me."

"Crowley I-"

"It's only little. It shouldn't even take a few days to do."

"I'm on vacation," I said simply as I lay back down on the sun lounger, pulling my sunglasses back over my eyes again. "Plus I don't work for you anymore, I thought you knew that."

"And you should know by now that I won't listen so we're back to the beginning. I have a job for you."

I sighed and sat up again. There was no way I was going to win with Crowley, he was as stubborn as a horse. I'd like to say that I didn't enjoy working for the king of hell, seeing as he is a demon and all but to be perfectly frank the last few years working for/with him have been the most exciting ones. He's taught me a lot and obviously he saved my life so I felt like I owed him at least that.

However, in the last year, I've been going solo. Crowley didn't seem to mind and I found it was a lot easier working with my own rules and regulations rather than having to answer to what someone else said. Freedom. That was the only thing I truly missed in the nine years working for the demon, now I had it I wasn't going to give it up that easily.

"I'll do it," I said after a moment, Crowley smiled, "But only if I get a few things out of it."

"Name your price." Crowley shrugged.

"Three things," I said. Crowley nodded. "One: I get my old car back."

"Fair enough."

"Two: This is mine to complete, I'm not just going to be some bus boy for your demons."

"When are you ever?"

"And three: Afterwards you will never ask anything of me again. Not even a glass of whisky."

"Oh, you do drive a hard bargain, love," Crowley smirked. "But I think I can deal with that."

"Good." I nodded, "What is this job anyway?"

"It's easy, nothing a good hunter like you can't handle. All you have to do is find and destroy something for me."

"What kind of something?"

"A book, it should be fairly easy to find and burn. Like I said, nothing too strenuous."

"And why can't you do this yourself? Any idiot can burn a book, even you."

"Well, it's nice to know what you think of me Y/n." The demon scoffed. "But you have a valid point. The problem is the location. See, there are these two hunters who happen to live in an old Men of Letters bunker-"

"I'm going to pretend I know what that is..."

"Some stupid secret organisation no one cares about." Crowley rolled his eyes at the idea. "Anyway I can't go in there without being dragged in and the Winchesters hate my guts so..."

"You want me to go in and do it? What makes you think that they will even let me in?"

"This..." Crowley opened his coat and pulled two pieces of paper out. One was a photo of a rugged looking man standing next to a four-year-old me and the other was a letter, addressed to me. "Poor little saps let anyone in claiming to be family."

"Don't you think that's a little manipulative?"

"Hello, Demon. It's kind of what I do."

---

So the plan was settled. I would go early the next morning and drive to Kansas. From what Crowley had said these hunters were brothers, a few years older than me and had had their fair share of saving the world. According to Crowley they would be doing major research on some new worldly threat and would barely notice me while I was there. It was easy enough. Lie to two guys, burn a book and get the hell out of there.

2 days later I arrived at 'the bunker' ready to start Mission Winchester as I now called it. It didn't look like much. Truth be told if it wasn't for the lights on inside and the shiny black Chevrolet Impala parked haphazardly outside I would never have known that anyone lived there. I parked my car, a red 1970′s dodge challenger, carefully in easy access in case I needed a quick getaway. I grabbed the papers from my back seat along with a bag filled with a change of clothes, a lighter and lighter fluid. Before I stepped out I went over everything Crowley had told me in my head.

1. The guy in the photo is John Winchester, he wasn't around more than a few days at a time when I was young. Crowley also said to add that he always sent stuff for my birthday to piss off Dean but I felt that was a bit far.

2. Sam and Dean are suckers for a pretty girl in distress. Cry a little and look little and they will let me in no problem.

3. The book had a gold sleeve so should be fairly easy to find, once I found it I had to burn it immediately. If I didn't then there would be 'serious consequences' which just meant that Crowley would send some of his cronies after me. No biggie.

4. If their angel friend, Castiel showed up I had to go ASAP, he would see straight through the lie and most definitely notice the mark on my hip, showing demons that I work for the king, and he would tell the brothers who would most likely kill me before I burned the book.

5. Afterwards, I had to get out of there sharpish because the brothers would no doubt flip their shit and apparently that was not something I wanted to get into.

I smudged my mascara a little so it looked like I'd been crying then took a deep breath and stepped out of the car.

The cool night air whipped at my bare legs as I quickly ran across the driveway to the first door I saw. It seemed fairly well used so I guessed this was the way in. I knocked loudly and stepped back, waiting. There was nothing for a few moments but suddenly a loud scraping metal noise erupted from behind the door and the door swung open. Light flooded my eyes and I blinked quickly to readjust.

In front of me stood a very tall man, with matching shoulder length hair. He had a chiselled face and was extremely face, shame he was meant to be my brother.

"Can I help you?" He asked in a gravelly deep voice.

"Um, are you Sam or Dean?" I asked in the meekest voice I could muster.

"I'm Sam." Sam said a lot softer, "Who are you?"

"I'm y/n, my dad said I should come find you if I was ever in trouble."

"Oh um well come in..." Sam opened the door a little more letting me step inside. Well, that was easy.

Inside the bunker was amazing, it was all very 1950′s but in a good way. If it wasn't for the strong scent of bacon and gas I would have said it was like an old hospital. There were corridors leading off in various directions on the ground floor and various rooms accessible from another set of stairs on the opposite side of the main entrance. Sam led me down one set of twisted stairs and down through one corridor to a kitchen. It was pretty clean and seeing as two men lived here. Sam offered me a seat at the table in the middle of the room and then offered me a drink to 'calm me down'

"Dean!" Sam shouted through the bunker.

"What do you-"  Dean grumbled as he stumbled into the room rubbin the sleep from his eyes. He stopped as soon as he noticed me, stood a little taller and ran his fingers through his hair. "Oh hi there."

"Dean stop it." Sam rolled his eyes. "This is y/n."

"Nice to meet you y/n." Dean winked and sat down opposite me at the table. I smiled and blushed. Damn these brothers were hot!

"You said you had a picture of your dad?" Sam continued our previous conversation. I nodded and grabbed the photo from my pocket. I unfolded it carefully and placed it on the table. Immediately both brothers' jaws dropped.

"What?" I asked innocently. It took all the control in me not to smirk or laugh at how well this was going.

"Your dad? What was his name?" Dean asked suddenly becoming suspicious.

"John. John Winchester. Hey, that's funny your Winchesters too!" I laughed pretending I had absolutely no idea about the shit storm that was their lives.

"He's our Dad that's why!" Dean snapped. "Look y/n I don't know what you're trying to pull here but this isn't going to work."

"Pardon?" I asked, honestly startled by his sharpness.

"What are you? A demon? Shifter? Vamp?"

"No!" I exclaimed in almost disgust. "Of course I'm not!"

The brothers gave each other a quick glance then looked back at me. Sam got up and grabbed a glass full of clear liquid, holy water most likely, and a silver knife.

"Drink that and hold your arm out." He ordered. I gave him a confused look but did as I was told. I drank the liquid, it was salty and warm making me grimace. Then while I wasn't paying attention Dean slashed my arm making me jump back and yell.

"Fuck!" I yelled grabbing my bleeding arm. "What the hell was that for?"

"Just checking." Dean shrugged still not entirely convinced.

"I'm not a freaking monster okay! I'm human for god's sake."

"What do you know about us?"

"Nothing! Please, I got given this letter when my mum told me he'd dead. It explained everything and said if I ever needed help that I should find you and I need help now so I found you." I started to cry now. "Please. I'm not some monster. I just need your help."

Dean's face softened slightly and Sam looked guilty.

"I'm sorry Y/N. It's just we've been through this before and well-"

"It's fine." I sighed. "I mean I wouldn't trust some random kid that came to my door claiming to be my sibling. It's pretty crazy."

"Pretty much." Sam laughed. "So what's happened why do you need our help?"

Ah. This is where I was stumped. I hadn't thought this bit through. Quick! I needed to think of something.

"I um..." I stuttered, I really have should have thought about this before I knocked on the door. "My mum has gone missing, like not she went out for the day missing she's been gone a week and a half." I nodded to myself. "Yeah she went missing then I remembered the letter."

"Well usually we would help but-"

"No no it’s fine really. I go find some motel somewhere." I said sadly, putting on my best puppy dog face. Please work... Please work.

"No!" Sam exclaimed. "No. Stay we have loads of room. Once we've finished what we can we'll help. Promise." He smiled kindly.

Yes!

"Really?" I grinned. "Oh my god you guys are the best thanks!" I leapt up and hugged them both tight. The brothers laughed awkwardly and hugged me back. I let them go and stood back, the grin not fading once. This was going to be as easy as pie.

--

The brothers showed my around the bunker and I have to say I was impressed. The place was huge but it didn't feel empty at all. There was stuff everywhere. They showed me all where the bathrooms were, where their rooms were, the garage, the war room, the dungeon and most importantly the library. It was huge, immediately I began to feel like this wasn't going to be as easy as I first thought. There shelves upon shelves of books going from the ceiling to the floor. A table in the middle was covered in them as well as a stack next to the door. After the tour Sam and Dean left me to find myself a room and settle in. Luckily for me, there were in the war room on the opposite side of the bunker so I could easily sneak across to the library and get what I needed to be done, done. Maybe afterwards I could stick around for a bit, these guys were good company as well as being something out of an Abercrombie and Fitch catalogue.

I chucked my bag into the nearest bedroom I could find and grabbed my lighter and lighter fluid out the stuffed both into the pockets of my jeans. I left the light on in the room and shut the door nearly all the way leaving a little bit so light could come through just in case anyone came to check on me. I could hear both boys arguing over something up in the war room so I knew I would most likely be left alone all night. Once I got to the library I quickly began my work.

An hour later I hadn't found it. I was growing more and more frustrated. How hard can it be to find a bloody- Oh found it! The last book in a massive box under the table. It was quite a nice looking book to be fair, it was a shame I had to destroy it.  It had a gold sleeve just like Crowley said and was covered in mini devils traps, I guess that was why he couldn't do it himself. I flicked through it quickly, curiosity getting the better of me.

"What are you doing?" Sam's voice suddenly broke my train of thought. Quickly I whipped round to face him, hiding the book behind my back.

"What? No-nothing." I stuttered. "I was just looking for something to read."

"Yeah? What's behind your back?" Sam smirked. "And is that a lighter?" He grabbed the lighter from on top of my jacket.

"Hey!" I exclaimed I forgot about the book in my hands letting that drop to the ground with a loud bang as I leapt out to grab the lighter from Sam. Sam saw the book and instantly glared hard at me.

"Is that-" Sam said quietly, almost hissing at me.

"Probably," I said just as quietly. I pulled out the lighter fluid from my pocket and quickly poured it over it. "Give me the lighter and I'll leave."

"Come and get it."

Without hesitation, I lunged at Sam throwing a punch straight into his jaw. Sam punched me in the stomach making me shout then before I could retaliate he grabbed my wrist throwing me over the other side of the room. Quickly, Sam ran and grabbed for the lighter fluid covered book in front of me but I kicked it out the way then caught his leg taking it out from underneath him. I jumped up quickly, grabbed the book and my lighter from the ground as Sam was recovering for a second. I flicked the lighter open and the flame up.

"Don't you dare?" Sam growled.

"One step and it's gone." I flicked the flame near the book in my other hand. Suddenly something hard hit my on the back of my head, I fell, dropping everything with me and everything went back. Fuck.

~~

When I came round again I was somewhere different. It was cold and dark. My vision was blurry for a moment but it soon settled, not that there was much to see anyway.

Only two lights flickering lights on the ceiling and the slit of light from around the door made any leeway into the pitch black abyss surrounding me. I was slumped on a chair, hands tied tight behind my back as well as my ankles tied to each leg. I struggled against them but quickly gave up when I heard the latch open on the door.

Sam and Dean walked in silently, stoic faces making it even harder to tell what they were thinking. Sam had an ice pack pushed against his jaw which made me smile, serves him right.

"You're awake," Dean stated as he paced around me, checking my restraints. I didn't say a word. Just glared up at him, keeping absolute eye contact at all times. "So you're working for Crowley?" Dean raised an eyebrow. Still, I said nothing. "That tattoo of yours is pretty rare you know? Used to be for knights of hell but I suppose they just give 'em out to any old whore willing to do the dicks bidding."

"All you have to do is tell us why Crowley wanted you to burn the book and you can leave," Sam said angrily.

"You realise I'm dead whether I tell you or not, right?" I spoke up finally.

"You shouldn't have sold your soul than should you?"

"Sold my soul?" I scoffed. "I've never. Seriously you think I'm that stupid?"

"You are working for a demon so..."

"Yeah because of something called a little common courtesy," I glared at Dean hard as he continued to circle me. "The guy saved my life on more than one occasion don't you think I owe him a little something," I exclaimed, pulling at the restraints of my arms again trying to release myself. "If this was some deal don't you think I would be getting something I want out of this?"

"Well, I don't know some girls are a bit kinky," Dean smirked.

"Disgusting." I spat. "What do you take me for? I'm not some common slut."

"Why were you trying to burn that book?" Sam asked, moving closer to me now.

"Because I got told too." I scowled at him. "Obviously."

"You just do whatever he says huh?" Dean laughed.

"Yes actually, it's how I get what I want."

"And what do you want?"

"Freedom mainly." I shrugged. "And for the son of a bitch to stop drinking all my liquor." I laughed. "You wouldn't understand, as evil and twisted as Crowley is, he saved my life.  He took me in, trained me properly and let me hunt for him. But that was a whole ten years ago, I'm a big girl now and I want my own freedom."

"Do you even know what was in that book?"

"No, don't matter either."

"So you’re just his hit man then?"

"In simpler terms, yes."

The two men glared at me

"You can't leave me here!" I exclaimed as they turned their backs to me. "I have rights!"

"Sorry sweetheart but you're in time out," Dean said smirking, "Don't try and escape now. We won't hesitate to kill you next time."

"Hey!" I shouted as they shut the door. "Let me out! Crowley will hear of this!"

"Don't worry, we plan on it."

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