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[leafsbabe]

how Justin Herbert is like in bed

what Justin Herbert is like in bed:

- if you want your gentleman to be gentle Justin is the perfect fit

- and if you prefer them to not be gentle he can do that too

- to a certain extent

- he likes knowing that you feel good

- so if you want him to be rougher he’ll be rougher

- Justin is a romantic at heart but he also aims to please

- he’s very vocal in bed which is surprising

- but you’ll never have to guess if he’s having a great time

- his neighbors hate him

- doesn’t get too freaky when it comes to positions

- he’s a lil old fashioned, likes it when he can see your face

- it just makes him feel good to see you enjoy the things he does

- speaking of things he does

- that man could spend hours between your thighs

- that’s not even oral anymore that’s straight up worship

- never leaves a lot of love bites in visible places

- but he can actually mark you up down there and nobody will know except you and him

- loves seeing you squirm the next day because you’re still sensitive

- sometimes he’ll just rest his head on your thigh and watch you work around his fingers

- Justin would fill you up so nicely if you’ll allow him

- goes slow at first to let you adjust and get used to the feeling of him inside you

- but after that he’ll have you sobbing into your pillow

- maybe he’ll pull out, maybe he won’t

- he won’t :)

- good dick, good cuddles

- probably has some sports drink around to rehydrate after

his dick:

- very much above average

- surprisingly soft curls but he keeps them trimmed

- deliciously pink

the experience:

9.5/10

[phagodyke]

its actually nuts how missing a single vaccination has shaped my entire fucking life. like not only would I not be deaf if I had gotten it on time but I probs wouldn't have adhd either 🫣

[whumpchester]

Sam!whump wincest fic recs

Only fics with less than 10k hits. All are rated M-E and bottom!Sam unless mentioned otherwise. Check the archive warnings.

❤️ = my favorites

part 2

Rampant by puckity (6.1k words) ❤️

What happened to Sam between Alvin Jenkins’ disappearance and Dean’s arrival is the stuff of nightmares, and it haunts both him and Dean long after Hibbing has left their rearview mirror. / One of my favorite Sam whump fics, trauma/dissociation/nightmares, coda to 1.15 The Benders

Dirty Words by angelszn (1k words) ❤️

Sam, wanting to be loved, gets on his knees for Dean. / Another favorite. It's short but so thick with atmosphere. And hot.

in plain sight by autumncolour (2.9k words) ❤️

The video is sent anonymously. It works its way through the bowels of the FBI and lands in Agent Henriksen’s inbox at 3:15 PM one Friday afternoon. It’s accompanied by a note: Aren’t these the boys you’ve been tracking? Maybe don’t watch right after lunch; it’s not pretty. / My fav serial killer Winchester fic!

Put Up Wet by ani_coolgirl (1.6k words) ❤️

Sometimes, Sam doesn't want to be anything more than something to be used. Dean indulges him. / Not necessarily "dark" like the others, but I still feel like it fits here considering it's about Sam's lack of bodily autonomy. From authors notes: "Sam copes with his lack of personhood by making himself a cum rag for his brother."

Consequentialism and Deontology by Dyed_Red (15.2k words, series of 2 works)

Consisting of Lesser Evils, a 5.01 coda to when Meg and her demons come to Sam, Dean and Bobbys motel room. Bad-guys-made-them-do-it rape but it's so much more than that.

And its second part/sequel Mean Ends ❤️ from Sam's POV in the aftermath, with some of the best prose and inner dialogue re:Sam I've seen in fic.

Lovedrunk by TheQuietWings (1k words)

This is how Dean loves Sam best, sloppy drunk and needy. / Dean justifying/deluding himself that raping Sam is just him "looking after Sam/big brother taking care of Sammy"

to hell and back by unhappy_ghost (6.3k words)

The Mark is changing Dean. It's turning him into something he's not. That's what Sam tells himself. / MoC Dean. Very angsty and hot and with amazing Sam characterisation. Read til the end!

trapped in the Garden by apex__predator (3.3k words)

It's been a week since Sam got his soul back. When Dean slips into his bed, desperate for what they had before the Cage, Sam lets him have it. He thought it'd be easier to give him what he wants than to explain- and it was, until it all becomes too much and he shuts down during sex. / Rape/Cage memories and dissociation during sex

Hold Me Close (Don't Let Me Go) by themegalosaurus (2.1k words)

It’s like living in the shadow of a dam. The town will flood eventually. Sam just doesn’t know when. / Bottom Dean (implied switching), Sam dissociating post-soullessness

Colder Bodies by angelszn (560 words)

Missouri feels sick to her stomach thinking about what those sweet boys have become. Or, worse still, what those seemingly-sweet boys already were when they came into her house so long ago. How they hid it so well that even she couldn’t see it. / I read this without reading the tags first bc I already liked the author and like. After I finished and the realization hit me– Whew. I recommend reading it like that if you're not easily triggered.

[newkatzkafe2023]

OK, so you want yonder X yonder well, here’s a good one:

Yonder monkey King X real world reader yet the moment, monkey king lays eyes on the reader he immediately becomes smitten whether he knows it or not, and after some time getting to know, reader it gets to the point where he refuses to let reader return home and does everything in his power to keep reader by his side. Of course, reader becomes scared when she finds out that monkey king isn’t going to be letting her go home, but after a while of being trapped there, she ends up, developing yonder, tendencies for him, and ends up attacking anyone that she believes might be coming between her and monkey King, except for anyone that she might view as her child.

What do you think of that? I hope you like it. 

Huh?? I never did a tsundere yandere reader before🤔 but let's do it😊

(Lmk Wukong) It happened all so suddenly, you were watching TV but all of a sudden you entered the world of LMK and apparently you were a monkey back when Wukong was a stable boy for heaven. The second Wukong had seen you there, he was head over heels and wanted you more than anything. Meanwhile, you were trying to debate on how to get home. Throughout the TV series, you made sure to keep Wukong at arms length emotionally as you need him to be powerful enough to get you back home. Unfortunately, Wukong was already in love with you, always clinging to you and trying to involve you and impress you with everything. When you met Mk centuries later you vaguely told him that your not from his world and belong somewhere else, and you needed to get back home. Though unknown to you Wukong had been not only looking for ways for immortality, he was working on keeping you in his world forever. The final straw being what happened with the whole Azure fiasco you learned at the end, Wukong had privately told you that he bonded you to him with his immortality meaning you were stuck with him and Mk forever. Although it didn't matter all that much to you at this point, you had a husband and son you care for now on.

(HIB Wukong) Whoa you were perplexed at the situation you were in, you watched Hero is back once or twice really liking the movie. However you didn't expect to fall asleep and end up in the movie as not only a rare female monkey, but being found by the old man that took care of Luier before the Hun dun attack. You made sure to be Vague about your background and identity, and just went along with the movie plot. Then came Luier as a baby and you and the old man took him in, though Luier gravitated more towards you then he did the old man. Luier considered you his mother despite not you not getting emotionally Attach to him, answering his many questions vaguely. Then came the Hun Dun attack on the Village and you escaped with Luier and the baby girl you found together. Luier after growing up hearing many Wukong stories he planned to go find him under the mountain where is was released from his crystal. Shenanigans were insued as Wukong developed a Crush on you as you treated him, like he treated Luier at first you found him invasive and grumpy. Though you did enjoy your time with the little mix match family plus Pigsy, you have vaguely share a secret with Luier that you would be going home afterwards. However Wukong over heard that conversation and vowed to keep you with him until you loved him too. Which eventually leads to the final battle and went you saw Luier fall off that cliff in real life, you and Wukong were devastated and soon that's when unlock your powers the combined powers of two angry parents and turned Hun Dun into ash together. At the end you were able to find Luier and Silly girl to maybe say goodbye to them, before going home however Wukong had quickly bound you to him. That's when you told Wukong you changed your mind on leaving after your not about to abandon your new family now would you.

(NR Wukong) It's strange but you were relatively calm in the situation you were in, you had watched Nezha reborn new gods on multiple occasions so you know everything that happens. So you were under the impression that you can just go home after you finish the movie again, the one thing you didn't consider was being the female version of Sun Wukong. You a female monkey that wore a sexy pink party dress and even had a metal mask and everything, though you knew what to do already. You then meet Li after a while into the plot and would help him especially when Nezha's powers showing itself and made sure to keep a fire Extinguisher nearby. Then came the events of new gods, the frequent attacks, the deaths, dealing Ao Bing, and finally meeting Wukong and GOLLY!!! was that monkey man all over the place. When Wukong was training Li on his powers he over hear trying to woo you with drinks and expensive jewelry and other stuff, and Wukong was fluffy and attractive. You unfortunately won't get close to him by the time the movie is over the you would head back home, though thr least you can do is take care of and eventually kill Ao Bing for everything he did to Li. Then you watched Li fight the dragon king as you slit the sword woman's throat infront of Wukong make him purr and chirp at you, at the end when the water water return to the city. You went off to go home until Wukong stopped to tell you that you can't leave him ever, but you weren't gonna leave you were making a list of nezha stuff Li's gonna need. As you and Wukong walked to the nearest bar.

(MKR Wukong) God damn it like you want to be in this movie at all, as much as you loved monkey king reborn. You hated the monk's attitude towards the pilgrims and didn't waste time ignoring, disobeying, and even out right disrespecting him. Apparently, you were a powerful dangerous female monkey that met in the journey to the west that attacked the group wanting to challenge Wukong. Now being forced on the journey You didn't give neither wukong or the monk the time of day, and did whatever you want during the journey. Wukong was immediately obsessed with you, when you were equally terrifying and strong and he wanted to woo you over. So when he got into that fight with those temple guards he overly did it to display his strength and combat skills, and granted it was cool but you just rolled your eyes at his smug grin. Though a while later that's when you met fruity who is as adorable up close, he's like the Pillsbury dough boy hence more Shenanigans. You got to watch Wukong being an reluctant father to fruity while you were his reluctant mother taking care of fruity making sure to feed him and making sure he doesn't pee on anything. You unfortunately grew Attach to fruity and very protective of him, and soon it was the same for Wukong as you joined his final fight against the demon king. You made sure to keep fruity from his Sacrifice and unfortunately the monk was back how annoying, on a brighter note Wukong and you are currently planning your wedding.

(Netflix Wukong) Ohhhhh god damn it out of all the movies you got stuck inside of, it had to be this one. You met Wukong as you were both baby monkies, and you quickly became annoyed with him. The first person he saw was you as you popped out of your egg, and he was quick to scramble and cling to you, You slapped him right across his face in irritation, causing him to shoot lasers into the heavens oh just great. Over the years, you tend to be very heavy-handed when dealing with him pulling on his fur, slapping him for being an idiot, or hissing when he gets too close to your face. Then, he went on for years until Wukong decided to look for the dragon kings staff and fight 1000 demons, not only to become king of the monkies but to finally make you happy and proud of him and when he did become king he started seeking more. Just to finally make you proud of him though you smile at him rarely and give him affection as a good job, then you guys met Lin and bonded with her though you saved her from getting caught by dragon king leading her to stab Wukong in the back. You knew what was gonna happen between Dragon king and Heaven so you made sure to eject Lin with the immorality exlier in her blood stream before being put under the mountain, Wukong finally asked if we were proud of him all you did was put his head on your lap after slapping him like you did all those years ago.

(BMW Wukong) WEEKS!! of saving money to buy the black myth Wukong game. Who knew after hours of playing and getting the good ending of the game, you get sucked in the game and stuck, helping Wukong put himself back together. Man, you are really having regrets here after learning that Wukong would constantly flirt and brag about himself, ever since he got a good look at you. Not to mention you got turned into a female monkey, collecting the fragments all over again, and that's not even the strange part. You started finding fragments that YOU KNOW are not part of the game, as they were full of Wukong's love life with a mystery female in his memories. You grew more and mood unnerved up until the boss Erlang who seems to taunt and insult you but also drop unusual lore on you. Riddles and comments about marriage, loyalty, obsession and love you thought you would hurl at this until later on at the last boss. You learned that Erlang wasn't taunting you....well at least 100% but he was warning you especially when the last boss the shell refused to allow you to beat him. You tried multiple times and used every trick to beat it but it's all for naunt, but soon something happen that is obviously not part of the game. The fragments you collected fixed the shell into the Wukong you saw in the very beginning of the game, for some reason you were happy to fix him again and kiss him.

(Destined one) Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh jeez this is quite the pickle you gotten yourself into, after finally competing the black myth Wukong game. You end up getting sucked into the game, but it's cool though. All you have to do is follow the Destined one to find Wukong's fragments, finish the games and come back home. So what if you got turned into a female monkey, you got a bunch of awesome super powers to fight enemies along side the Destined one. Though their was two little problems for you to deal with, one it seems the Destined one wanted to keep you around and B the fragments you collected seem to show extra lore. Especially when you saw Wukong with a blurred woman and you soon had a bad feeling about what you started to see. Though at the end when you found all the fragments you found out a huge truth about yourself, you were Wukong's lost monkey queen, rumored to have perish along with Wukong in the battle against heaven. Meaning you were stuck with the Destined one, Trapped in a video game with a monkey who was obsessed with you. Your not sure what ending you were getting at the end of this game, but you could get used to it.

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[doctorbitchcrxft]

The Benders | Supernatural Series Rewrite | Dean Winchester x Reader

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader (Eventual)

Warnings: people are crazy, canon violence, canon gore

Word Count: 2370

A/N: I'm scheduling two of these today since this one's so short!! The Benders episode makes me really uncomfortable, tbh, so I kinda sped through it... lol

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You and the boys sniffed out a case in Hibbing, Minnesota. A child had watched a neighbor get dragged under his car. When you spoke to the young boy, his mother didn’t seem to believe him at all. You decided to head to a bar to collect your thoughts and grab a beer. 

You and Dean played darts while Sam explained to you that his dad had earmarked this area due to the insane number of disappearances in this area. In the midst of his explanation, you realized you needed to change your tampon and hadn’t brought any into the bar with you.

“Dean, keys?” you asked.

He tossed them at you. "Why, you stealin' my car?"

“Gotta go get some girl stuff,” you responded.

“Gross. Don’t wanna know.” You knew he was kidding by the smirk on his face.

You scoffed. “It’s not gross, it’s natural! Asshole.” You shoved his shoulder playfully and headed out of the bar. On your way out, you heard a noise and stopped. You turned over your shoulder to the other cars lining the gravel parking lot, feeling uneasy. You pushed through it, deciding that it wouldn’t take you longer than two seconds to get back inside after you’d grabbed your products. 

You turned at another sound, hurrying over to the Impala. You reached into the trunk and grabbed what you needed. Before you could even turn back around, you were lying on the gravel out cold.

***

The next thing you knew, you jerked up in a metal cage covered with hay at the bottom. Your hair felt a mess, and the back of your head was tender from your fall. You looked to your left and noticed the guy you’d originally come to investigate the disappearance of asleep in the cage next to you. You scrambled to your feet, trying to kick the cage door open. Nothing was working.

Stirring in the cage next to you caught your attention. “You’re alive! You okay?” you asked.

Mr. Jenkins groaned. “Does it look like I’m doin’ okay?”

You stretched your neck. “Touché. Where are we?’

“I don’t know. The country, I think. Smells like the country,” the man responded.

“You’re Alvin Jenkins, aren’t you?”

He nodded.

“I was lookin’ for you,” you told him.

“Oh, yeah?”

“Yeah,” you nodded.

“Well, no offense, but this is a piss-poor rescue.”

You kept up your plucky attitude in spite of the sinking feeling in your stomach. “Well, my friends are out there right now, too. They’re lookin’ for us. So—”

“So, they’re not gonna find us. We’re in the middle of nowhere.” He nodded at the door of the building you were in. “Waiting for them to come back and do god-knows-what to us.”

“What are they? Have you seen them?” you asked.

He looked at you confused. “What are you talking about?”

“Whatever’s got us, what’d they look like?”

“See for yourself,” he said.

At that moment, the door opened and two men wearing black hats and coats walked in. One walked over to Alvin’s cage and kicked the side of it. Alvin moved back into the corner, yelling at them not to touch him as they entered the cage. Instead of doing anything to him, they just left a plate of food on the floor and left.

“I’ll be damned,” you said more to yourself than your fellow kidnappee. “They’re just people.”

Alvin looked at you like you were stupid. “Yeah. What’d you expect?”

You paused a moment. “How often do they feed you?”

“Once a day. And they use that thing over there to open the cage.” The man pointed at a panel on a post a few feet away.

“And that’s the only time you see ‘em?”

He shrugged. “So far. But I’m waitin’.”

“Waitin’ for what?”

“Ned Beatty time.”

“That's fucking gross, dude.”

“What do you think they want, then?”

You began trying to climb the walls of your cage to grab a long metal wire stretching from the top of the pole next to you to the ground. You got hold of it and began pulling down the wire. “Depends on who they are.”

“They’re a bunch of psycho hillbilly rednecks, if you ask me. Lookin’ for love in all the wrong places.”

You continued to pull on the wire, doing your best to hold yourself up, and it gradually began to detach from the pole.

***

Hours had gone by. You were still trying to pull the wire off; climbing back up and continuously slipping down the cage’s metal bars.

“Why don’t you give it up, sweetheart, there’s no way out,” Alvin told you.

“Don’t call me that!” You used your anger and frustration to finally tear the wire down. A piece of metal fell with it. “It’s a bracket.”

Alvin scoffed. “Well, thank God, a bracket. Now we’ve got ‘em, huh?” 

His cage suddenly swung open on its own. He scrambled out of it. “Maybe you knocked somethin’ loose.”

Your heart rate began to pick up. “I think you should get back in there, Jenkins. This isn’t right.”

“Don’t you wanna get out of here?” 

“Of course, I do. But that was too easy.” Your mind was going a million miles per minute.

“Look, I’m gonna get out of here, and I’m gonna send help, okay, don’t worry,” he assured you, turning for the door.

“I’m serious, dude! This might be a trap!”

“Bye, sweetheart.” He pushed the door open and left. 

“Jenkins!” you called. “Alvin! Dude! Come back!”

Moments later, Alvin’s former cage slammed shut. 

You shivered on the floor, hugging your knees to your chest in the center of the cage. You began to count the minutes going by. You counted all the way up to twenty minutes before you heard a distant scream from a voice that sounded a lot like Alvin.

Not even an hour later, another woman was dragged unconscious into another cage next to you. You watched her carefully until she woke up.

“You alright?” you asked her once she’d gotten a glimpse of her surroundings.

She turned her head to you. “Are you (Y/N) (Y/L/N)?”

You furrowed your eyebrows at her. “Yeah…?”

“Your friends are looking for you.”

You laughed, relieved. “Thank god. Where are they?

“I, uh, I cuffed ‘em to my car,” the woman explained.

You sighed. 

Moments later, the door of the barn burst open. You couldn’t see who the figures were, but you backed up into the corner of your cage. Finally, Dean’s face came into view.

“(Y/N)?” 

You scrambled to your feet and grabbed onto the bars in front of him. “Dean!”

“Are you hurt?” Sam asked, looking you over.

You shook your head.

“Damn, it’s good to see you," Dean breathed out.

You smiled at him and ignored the way your heart fluttered in your chest.

“How did you get out of the cuffs?” the woman in the other cage asked.

The older brother turned toward her. “Oh, I know a trick or two. Alright. These locks look like they’re gonna be a bitch.” 

“Try that box over there,” you suggested, pointing to the control panel.

“Have you seen ‘em?”

“Yeah, dude, they’re just people.”

“And they jumped you? Must be gettin’ a little rusty there, sweetheart.” 

“Shut up, asshole.”

Sam walked over to the control panel and started trying different buttons. “What do they want?” 

You shrugged. “I don’t know. They let Jenkins go, but that was some sort of trap. It doesn’t make any sense to me.”

“Well, that’s the point. You know, with our usual playmates, there’s rules, there’s patterns. But with people, they’re just crazy,” Dean responded. He was still sizing up your cage, occasionally looking to the door to see if they’d been followed.

“See anything else out there?” you asked.

“Uh, he has about a dozen junked cars hidden out back. Plates from all over, so I’m thinkin’ when they take someone, they take their car, too.”

“Did you see a black Mustang out there? About ten years old?” the woman in the other cage asked.

“Yeah, actually, I did.”

She seemed sad.

“Your brother’s?” Sam asked her, looking upset when she nodded. “I’m sorry.”

“Let’s get you guys out of here, then we’ll take care of those bastards,” Dean jumped back in. “This thing takes a key. Key?”

You shook your head, and the brothers set off to find it.

“Guys?”

They turned back to you. 

“Be careful.”

Dean nodded and left with Sam.

***

You abandoned your jacket and looked over to the woman in the cage next to you. “You hurt? Your face is all scratched.”

She shrugged. “I’ve had worse.”

“I’m (Y/N), by the way.”

“Kathleen.”

“I’d shake your hand, but, uh—”

She laughed at your joke. 

“How’d you meet the guys?” you questioned after a moment’s silence.

“They came runnin’ up into my station. The pretty boy nicked an ID off another cop and was raving about some girl he needed to find. That was kinda my first hint that he wasn’t really a cop.”

Your stomach did a somersault. “He seemed worried about me?”

“Yeah, he did.”

“Huh.” A silence settled over the two of you before you spoke again. “You said you had a brother?”

Kathleen nodded. “Riley. Disappeared about ten years ago. I’ve been looking for him ever since.”

“I’m sorry,” you told her.

She didn’t answer. The two of you sat in silence again for quite some time until the door reopened. You could tell it wasn’t the two brothers, though. This man was wearing a hat and a puffer vest and inserted the key into the panel.

‘Fuck,’ you thought and grabbed at the bracket that had fallen to the ground. The door to your cage unlocked and you backed up against the far wall.

The man in the cap opened the door and aimed his gun straight at you. You threw the bracket at his gun, knocking it off-kilter, and used that opportunity to lunge at the man. You tackled him to the floor and began fighting with him for his gun. Shots rang out three times as he attempted to shoot you in the midst of the struggle.

“You son of a bitch, let go!” you screamed. You twisted your body to where your foot was on his throat and leveraged yourself that way. You pushed your foot in one direction and pulled the gun in the other, finally managing to get the gun away from him. You hit him with the but of the shotgun thrice in the head, knocking him out cold. You tried to fire the gun at him, but it didn’t work

“Fuck.”

You quickly took the key from the man on the floor and unlocked Kathleen’s cage. She helped you drag the unconscious man into the cage and relock him inside. You then smashed the control panel with the gun to disable it and keep the man locked inside. 

You heard footsteps approaching the barn and ducked behind a bale of hay. You hadn’t been able to see where Kathleen had gone, and held your breath when you heard the door open.

“Lee!”

‘Oh, that was his name.’

“Where are ya? Lee!” A rough voice called again. “Damn it, Jared, get the lights!” 

The barn stayed dark despite the switch you could hear being flipped.

“They must have blown the fuse,” a second male voice said.

You could hear the men running in separate directions; one clambering up the ladder and the other going in the opposite direction of your hiding place. You suddenly heard Kathleen grunting and fighting one of the men before hearing a gun cock.

“Hey!” you called, jumping up from your hiding spot. You ducked quickly when the man fighting Kathleen turned to shoot you. A voice behind you groaned in pain after you’d ducked and you ran over to Kathleen and the man she was fighting. You jumped on his back and began strangling him in the crook of your elbow. Kathleen wrestled the gun away from him while he fumbled through fighting you. 

“(Y/N), drop!” Kathleen told you, and you listened just before she hit the man with the but of the shotgun. He collapsed to the ground and the two of you turned your attention to the older man on the floor behind you. 

You dragged the man over to Kathleen’s cage and locked him inside. Out of breath from lugging his heavy body, you turned back to Kathleen who was aiming her gun at the older man on the ground.

“I’ll watch this one. You go ahead.” 

You stared at her, motionless.

“Go ahead,” she urged you.

You sprinted out of the barn, trying to make sense of your surroundings. You found nothing but trees, dirt, and old cars. “Motherfucker.” You then heard a snapping twig coming from the woods before you.

“Hey!” you yelled. “Come out, motherfucker!”

“Whoa, whoa, (Y/N), calm down,” Dean told you, appearing with Sam from behind you.

You breathed a sigh of relief. “Dean!” You threw yourself into his arms and squeezed tightly. He hesitated for a moment, but hugged you back strongly. You reveled in the feeling of his touch before forcing yourself to break away. You turned to Sam and hugged him, thanking the boys for coming to find you.

A gunshot sounded before Kathleen emerged from the barn. “Where’s the girl?”

“Locked her in a closet,” Dean chuckled. “What about the dad?”

“Shot. Trying to escape.” She looked uncomfortable, but you took her word for it.

Later after you’d said your goodbyes to Kathleen, the three of you were walking back to the police station to get the car.

Sam walked a little in front of you and Dean.

“Never do that again,” the older brother told you.

“Do what?”

Dean muttered, “Go missin’ like that.”

“Aw, look at you.” You playfully pinched his cheek. “You were worried about me.”

“All I’m sayin’ is, you vanish like that again, I’m not lookin’ for ya,” he grumbled.

You rolled your eyes. “Sure, you won’t.”

“I’m not.”

You giggled. “So, you got sidelined by a thirteen-year-old girl, huh?”

“Oh, shut up.”

“Just sayin’, gettin’ rusty there, sweetheart.”

“Shut up.”

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[kickingitwithkirk]

Winchester's Folly

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

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

WC: 1126

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

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

*Additional warnings will be added

Square filled: @spnabobingo Slutty Omega

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

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

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

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

*Divider by @firefly-graphics

*No Beta-all mistakes are mine

**Apologies for taking so long getting this part out-had an accident at work and will have limited used of right hand for a bit.

Series Masterlist

Part XI

Dr. Stevenson slid surgical scissors under the ties, quickly sniping, explaining the original posture collars were redesigned for auto-erotic asphyxiation. It fades out as Dean feels like he's having needles pulling out from under the skin of his neck when she drops. "I was expecting that. Let's get the O back on the table."

The doctor continues talking as they slowly remove it, "And this is why they're outlawed," stepping back allows Dean to see the deep purple bruises with black depressions stripping the unconscious O's neck.

****

The doctor gently scrubbed her neck with a fine-pore sponge and commented, "You felt it, didn't you? " The question took Dean off guard and touched his neck, "How'd you?"

"I noticed the claim mark while I was removing the collar. Finding an O you're biologically compatible with isn't easy these days, and even more so for the owner to claim them if they are." Dean doesn't respond. "'Course, it's none of my business. I'm seeing a lot of soft tissue abrasion but no skin necropsy. That's good. Bruise cream will speed up healing." The doctor shined a light into her mouth. "Has she attempted to speak?" Dean admitted he had not heard anything outside coughing.

"I am concerned about this inflammation in her throat." They pick up a swab. "I'm going to have some labs run. Make sure it isn't from an STI since O clinics are only obligated to run standard STD testing for appearances." Slipping the swap into a sterile tube notices the Alpha's confusion.

"Several years into Hibbing, there was unrest brewing about selling people, so the government mandated all O's must have their hymens intact before the first purchase and made propaganda reels still shown in schools to program the populous in believing they're not mistreated." The doctor moves to a cupboard, pulling out a sterile pack.

"Truth is, these O's are versed in various sexual acts by the time they're teens. Going by the physical, I'd say she's been repeatedly throat fucked with that collar on; undoubtedly, it's also done some damage to her vocal cords. But if you're willing, you can do things to help." They gauge Dean before continuing.

"Give her nothing too hot or cold, only room temperature. Tea with honey, soft foods only need to swallow, nothing chewy, and protein supplement specifically for O's. If lucky, she'll recover enough to be understandable but be prepared for the worst, that she'll never speak again." They began preparing a site near the original implant. "I'd normally like to wait on the suppressant; it'll slow down healing. But with her current physical condition, going into heat would be detrimental."

They continued talking, oblivious Dean's vibrating with anger in muscle memory: unable to stop the strangers hovering over his Omega because being tased several times had temporarily left his legs unusable; furiousgrowls bounced around the room when he smelled her blood. Needing a distraction before his instincts swallow him, Dean turns his attention elsewhere and eyes the collar.

Running his fingers over it, he feels the visual bumps and discovers slim, horizontal boning embedded in the leather and hears the doctor comment, "They're constriction rings, function similar to cock rings without the pleasurable effects."

Dean's habitual guilty-as-hell caught in his throat. He failed again to see what was right before him. He shouldn't have kept blindly believing his dad's continued quoting of that damn pamphlet, that him treating it like any other person confused its lower intelligence.

Sam's snide comment that only dick Alphas believed in that antiquated bullshit led to the latest round of Dean physically getting between them before punches got thrown. His wonders what level of dick his brother now considers him is interrupted by the phone's ringtone.

"Hey Bobby, no, still at the clinic. What? Sam's registering shouldn't be an issue; his paperwork is all there." Dean listened to the Betas ranting. "Alright, I'll head over there and deal with it." Then came a list of errands the Beta needed him to run made Dean pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. Just what he needed; more things slapped on his overflowing plate when he felt the O coming around, ending the call to focus on her. "Hi, sweetheart. Have a good nap?"

She turned towards his voice, spotting the IV pole, and glanced down at the tubing protruding from her wrist. She peered at him and blinked three times, the signal for question. "You have something going on in your throat and need some antibiotics and fluids. Listen, I gotta run out for a while and deal with something at Sam's school. Will you be okay?"

That's when it smacked Dean; something had shifted between them. If he allows himself to be honest with himself, it scares him. Refocusing on the O, he's unnerved by her concerned expression, too similar to Sam's, and feels relief when she blinks once for yes since he's unsure how to react to her becoming more in tune with his internal feelings.

Grabbing the three-quarter-drank bottle of rotgut, Bobby doesn't bother with the glass; he feels it burn his throat as he polishes it off. Banging the bottle down, he stares at the wording on the paperwork and understands why John was so cagey about his questioning about Frank. The sonuvabitch knowingly mated his children; that practice hasn't been done since before the Omega plague. And knowing the temperament of the man, it wasn't to get Dean out of dire straits because he is John’s son, but for the older Alphas' continued vendetta.

The Beta's mind whirled with questions, but one kept popping to the forefront- who or what made her appear out of nowhere, and why now?

The longer he broods, the more he's convinced it has links to Mary Winchester. Picking up the cordless phone, he dials a familiar number. "Hey Bobby," a female voice warmly says. "Guess you're not calling to find out who to bet on in Sunday's playoffs."

"We both know the Vikings are going to the Superbowl," there's an amused laugh on the line, "Keep telling yourself that. So what can I help you with?"

"I'm not sure where to start with this one," Bobby admits and hears cards shuffling through the receiver. "It'd be best to go back to the beginning. And keep the drinks down to a minimum." He glances at the new bottle he had sat on the desk just before calling, "How'd you...?"

"I'm the best damn psychic in the state," Pamela reminds him, "So start talking, or I will reverse the charges for this call." Bobby makes a vexed noise at his fellow Betas' cheekiness.

"In 1986, I met a man with two small boys looking for answers."

Part XII

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[thefivecrowns]

“Why do you think StarClan sent that prophecy? We needed the Clans to strengthen their faith in us. You ask for answers that we are not completely in control of; in one way or another, everything has happened as a result of a series of events you caused. Then you ask why we aren’t stopping the consequences to your own actions? We can only do so much. Look how much little faith has cost the Clans!”

When a Clan cat dies, no matter their personal faith and prior actions, they join StarClan, the name collectively given to the River Territory Clans’ deceased. StarClan’s hunting grounds are accessed through the Whispering Tree, a grandiose weeping willow with branches that reach high into silverpelt, enabling the living to connect with their ancestors. One must sleep within the tree or on one of its branches to enter StarClan’s dreamscape; the highest branches are reserved for leaders being granted their nine lives.

StarClan is responsible for supervising the Clans. They ensure that their living descendants are functioning in harmony, and will send signs or omens to be interpreted by leaders, medicine cats, or occasionally even the common warrior if they perceive the Clans to be in any danger. Generally, though, StarClan observes in silence. Their communication with the living is infrequent and unpredictable; they rarely intervene with Clan affairs unless they feel that the danger being posed is going to impact them directly, and even then, do not typically express their being in danger out of pride. StarClan’s messages are known to be cryptic, and despite their devotion to their ancestors, living cats find themselves struggling to know where to place their faith.

Seasons ago, StarClan delivered a prophecy with the intentions of restoring the Clans’ faith in them after a turbulent spiritual conflict, which had resulted in the Dark Forest being sealed away and the impairment of StarClan’s relationship with the living world. Fearful of losing their ancestors and desperate to protect their sacred lifestyles, the Clans spiraled into disarray, turning on one another in their efforts to decipher the prophecy; after many moons, StarClan finally intervened with a powerful earthquake, after which they explained their objective to the leaders and quelled the conflict. They never truly regained as much faith as they were hoping, but were seemingly content, as they’ve been silent ever since. Even through the Clan-shattering reign of DuskClan, StarClan was quiet—but now after they chose WindClan’s leader and helped Bramblestar reestablish SkyClan, can they really be considered absent, or just neglectful?

Interested in reading more about StarClan and their impact on the Clans? You can read our Past Plots doc for a comprehensive history of StarClan’s influence on previous plots, or explore the different ways StarClan has contributed to general Clan history by viewing the History sections in the Main Doc and individual Clan docs!

Art Credit: Hib [@hibiswack]

Character Quote: Sunstar [@/Hawky]

[yet-another-deanw-girl]

Chapter 6: A Girl Stuck in a Bunker

||The Prophecy Series||

She knew for 15 years that this day would come. She knew her destiny had already been written. That her death had been foretold.

She knew she would have to stop him. She knew she would have to kill him. And she thought she was prepared for all of it. But the day she met him she realized how wrong she was…

Set in Season 10

Pairing: MoC!Dean x Female!OC

Warnings: the usual SPN, language, miner injury

Episode mapping: This chapter takes place during several episodes - episode 5 of season 10 "Fan Fiction", episode 6 of season 10 "Ask Jeeves", episode 7 of season 10 "Girls, Girls, Girls", episode 8 of season 10 "Hibbing 911"

Note: The events of this story are following season 10 of Supernatural and are taking place between October 2014 and July 2015. I tried to make sure that all the references to weapons, tech, etc. are accurate with the time period.

AN: This is my first time writing a fanfic but the story has been in my head for too long and it just needed to get out. I hope you like it.

AN: English is not my first language, I apologize for any mistakes.

After a half an hour argument between Dean and Sam, a couple days after we first met, I was allowed to have my phone and my laptop back. 

Another five days after that, I was granted permission to take some adapters, cables and tools from my car but Sam was with me the entire time. 

After two weeks living together in the bunker, Sam accepted the fact that he cannot follow me everywhere and watch my every move.

He is still barely talking to me and throws me measuring looks every time we pass each other in the hallway.

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The boys are on a hunt, some drama teacher went missing after rehearsal, and I'm buried in cables, gears and tools. I had connected to the bunker's mainframe and am trying to figure out what is wrong with it. The poor thing has not been upgraded since the 1940s. So… I took the drastic decision to make some improvements while I'm searching for the main problem. This is exactly how I ended up tangled in an inferno of wires. And this is how the boys find me when they come back from the case. "Wow… Is that what you did when we were gone? Are you sure you know what you are doing?" "Yes, I'm sure…" I pick my head from under the counter. "Oh my God! And those glasses! You are trying to check all the nerdy boxes or something?" "Glasses or no glasses, I can still…" I start with a cold tone but when I look at Dean, I see the sneer on his face "Oh! You think you're funny?" "I know for a fact that I am!" "You are not." I say but the smile on my face contradicts my words. "How was the case?" "It was… strange… even for us."

I'm laughing uncontrollably after Dean finished telling me about the case. Yes… I'm laughing with the man I'm going to kill… My attempts to keep him away are not going as well as expected. "There are books about you! And they did their own interpretation of your lives!? In a musical!? I… I can't… That's the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard. I'll have to check those books…" "Don't you even dare!" I return my focus to my work but I keep randomly bursting into laughter in the next few hours.  This is hilarious!  Books and musicals!  I'll definitely have to find those books.  That's an interesting concept, a prophet turned author.  Did some person like this Chuck, have also written my prophecy? And if so, did they know more about how I am supposed to stop the unstoppable Knight of Hell? But even if they did… this was at least 15 years ago… and since there can be only one prophet at a time… and the boys know at least two… Another dead end…

"What the hell?" I hear Dean yelling from the kitchen. I rush through the maze of hallways and almost bump into Sam on the kitchen's doorway. "Dean? What's going on?" Sam asks. "What's going on?! What the hell is this!" He points to the countertop.

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"An espresso machine, obviously." I answer and roll my eyes with annoyance.  He scared the shit out of me!  And for what!?  He is such a drama queen.  "I can no longer drink this vomit you Americans call coffee." "But…" "I'm not forcing you to use it! Yours is still there. You can keep using it. But I can't." I turn around and head to the door.  I see Sam trying to contain his smile. He is really enjoying this situation but will never show it in front of me. "How did this appear here?" He asks instead. "Online shopping, Sam… Don't worry. I ordered just a coffee machine… No weapons… I promise…" "You ordered it here!?" "I picked it up from the delivery center in town… I'm not stupid! I know how to keep a bunker a secret, remember?"

My schedule is an infinite loop of little to no sleep, coffee in large doses, coding, debugging and searching through every corner of the bunker's system I can think about, more coffee and pizza.  And then again.  And again.  The boys had been on a couple of hunts, but the way they are searching for cases is inefficient. They go through the internet and local news sites for unusual occurrences. I thought all the bunkers have a notification system… But maybe this one is too old for that… Maybe I should write them an algorithm for this.

I notice Sam is carefully watching Dean. Again. He started to do that after their last case.  Something had happened that made Sam worried.  But he will never tell me.  All I know is that it was a case involving a shifter.  It sounded like an Agatha Christie novel. The maid turns out to be the daughter of the late rich lady and a shifter. And was planning to kill all her greedy family members. She had tricked the boys by giving them fake silverware and they were not able to identify her as the shifter until much later.  "That's why I'm always wearing my rings." I told Dean while sitting on the couch. "This one is silver, the other one - iron, and this one - steel." But something else had happened on that case that makes Sam worry about Dean. "There is still time. At least 5 months. Maybe more." I say to Sam when we happened to be in the kitchen at the same time. "I'm not going to let you kill him. I'll find another way." Is the only thing he says to me and walks out of the room. "Do you honestly believe that I want to do it?" I mutter to myself.

"Em, we are going." Dean shouts.  The boys were digging through the Men of Letters archive for the past 4 days.  When they are in the bunker, I spend a lot of time with Dean. Sometimes just sitting in the library, other times he stays with me for hours in the mainframe room, exchanging stories and talking about old cases.  And here they are going again on a hunt.  I have left the bunker a couple of times to go to town for supplies or for the next package of equipment or gear for the bunker's upgrade but for the most time I was stuck in here.

"Ok, sit here. Easy, be careful."  The boys are back. I walk in the library and see Sam sitting on the edge of the table, an arrow sticking from his right shoulder. "What happened?" "It was an accident. We were at this sheriff's retreat and there was a weapons exhibit. One of the deputies didn't know how to handle a crossbow." Dean answers me. Sam is ignoring me, like usual. "Need help with it?" "I don't need and I don't want your help." Sam declares. I'm going to leave the room and leave them to handle it themselves when I see Dean preparing to try and break the arrow. "Stop!" I yell before he can cause irreversible damage to his brother's shoulder. "It looks like you don't have an idea how to handle an arrow too..." I try to wipe my hands clean of all the grime while I walk to them. My efforts are in vain so I grab some medical gloves from the first aid kit. "I said, I do not want your help." Sam tries to protest. "Oh my god! I don't care! Now shut up!" I cut him off, frustrated. He is so unbelievably stubborn! "It's an arrow made of carbon. Unless you have a flex or a wire cutter, you are not going to break it!" I explain, seeing their confusion. "Dean, move aside! And give me your belt." "If you want me naked, you just have to say so." Dean retorts playfully. "Really?" I look at him and roll my eyes. Those boys are dancing on my nerves today. "Now! The belt!" While Dean is unbuckling his belt I start to unroll the tail of the carbon arrow. When Dean gives me his belt I make Sam bite on it.  "I'm not..." He tries to protest again but I just tilt my head to the side and look at him with a 'oh, you are' look. I had enough with his attitude for today. He seems to understand because he just does as I had told him. The younger Winchester is too tall and I can not pull out the arrow from this angle so I climb on the table. "Are you ready, big guy?" I ask Sam. He stiffens but I don't wait for his answer before swiftly pulling the arrow out. He grunts and clenches his teeth. "Затова беше коланът." I whisper. *That's what the belt was for.* I climb down from the table and see that Dean is staring at me with wide eyes. I take Sam's left hand and make him put pressure on the wound. "Now, you can treat it like a bullet wound. You know what to do with this, right?" Dean just nods, still staring at me.  I ignore him, remove the gloves and go to the kitchen to make myself a coffee. "And make sure he puts it in a sling!" I yell.

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I make Sam sit on the edge of the table. We had been injured too many times but an arrow, that is something new. "What happened?" Em enters the library. "It was an accident. We were at this sheriff's retreat and there was a weapons exhibit. One of the deputies didn't know how to handle a crossbow." I explain. "Need help with it?" "I don't need and I don't want your help." Sam's distrust and animosity towards her hadn't changed with the past few weeks. It was not like him at all. I'm preparing to break the tail of the arrow like I have seen in the movies but I freeze when I hear a sharp "Stop!" Emilia is strolling through the room towards us. "It looks like you don't have an idea how to handle an arrow too..." She fails to wipe her hands in her jeans so she grabs some gloves from the first aid kit.  She is covered in grime and dust, her hair in the usual braid, her glasses perched on her nose. The bunker's mainframe must have not been cleaned like… ever. I realize she has been stuck in that small room for more than a month now. "I said, I do not want your help." Sam repeats again. "Oh my god! I don't care! Now shut up!"  This woman definitely has some sass in her, when she is not trying to hold back and act like a soldier. This is the first time I have seen her snap like that.  "It's an arrow made of carbon. Unless you have a flex or a wire cutter, you are not going to break it!" I never in a million years imagined that someone talking about power tools would turn me on so badly! "Dean, move aside! And give me your belt." "If you want me naked, you just have to say so." I retort but I'm surprised by her taking charge of the situation like that. "Really?" She glares at me through her glasses. "Now! The belt!" I just shrug and give her the belt. She unscrews the tail of the arrow. Hm, so that's how it's done? Then she makes Sam bite the belt. "I'm not.." Sam starts to protest but obviously the look on Emilia's face makes him shut up. The look on his face is one of fury.  The next second she climbs on the table which makes my jaw drop. Her left knee is on Sam's right side, her right knee… between my brother's legs. She is practically straddling his leg. Sam visibly stiffens and stares at me over her shoulder in shock. The look on my face mirrors his. "Are you ready, big guy?" Em acks and I arch my brow. Before Sam can even react, she jerks the arrow from his shoulder. Sam grunts and Em mutters something before hopping down from the table. She grabs Sam's other hand and makes him put pressure on his shoulder then she turns to me. The shock and disbelief on my face must be obvious but she completely ignores it. "Now, you can treat it like a bullet wound. You know what to do with this, right?" I nod and she turns around and leaves the room tossing the medical gloves in the bin next to the door. "And make sure he puts it in a sling!" She yells from the hallway. "Did she… Did she just climbed on you, straddled you and called you a 'big guy'?"  Sam chokes.  "Well…" I look at the doorway where she had disappeared. "She is hot when she is bossy."

Chapter 7: The Fates >>

||The Prophecy Series||

[gabessquishytum]

people keep sending in vampire aus and I Cannot Resist

so there is this terrible, terrible YA series called House of Night about an academy for teenagers that were Marked and are turning into vampyres(that's how the authors chose to write it, okay), who are also refered to as the children of Nyx

(tw a little gore and minor character death)

please imagine Surly Teenager Morpheus, freshly Marked, rolling up to the House of Night in London and already Hating Everything.

The Director Dealer's Choice, but why not make it Lucifer? gives him the rundown of how everything works before explaining that every fledgling vamypr gets assigned a mentor

in walks Hob Gadling, who among all those other supernaturally good-looking vampyres looks like Just A DudeTM. He even says "Hey, you already look the part! You're way ahead of me there."

Morpheus doesn't say anything. Partly because he is still grumpy. Partly because Hob Gadling seems strangely familiar.

they leave on their tour of the school which is filled to the brim with stray cats btw. one of them hurls itself into Hob's arms and Hib barely reacts, only curling his arms around it and petting between its ears. "Meet Daniel", Hob says, "He comes and goes as he pleases, but he's friendly."

Morpheus stared into the cat's green eyes, wondering if he'll get scratched if he tried anything, but Daniel lets himself be petted and even purrs for a good minute before running away as sudden as he came

they finish the tour, Morpheus meets his roommate and slowly he settles into his new routine of night classes and trying to get along with a slew of new acquaintaces

there's a few awkward moments during Hob's lessons- like the time he spoke about meeting famous vampyre poet shakespeare and the words "it wasn't like that" sat on the tip of Morpheus' tongue until he nearly bit through his cheek, or when Hob read them a passage from the Canterbury Tales in Middle English and it felt more familiar than the modern one

things are good until a few weeks in, one of Morpheus' classmates' body rejects the change

in the middle of class, they start coughing up blood. it starts pouring from their nose, their eyes, even their ears

they collapse and the teachers have to carry them to the infirmary

it's a harsh reminder that as much as Morpheus has been getting used to this new life, it could end just as quickly

but the worst part?

their blood smelled amazing

vampyres drink blood, that's a fact

but developing a taste for it is something that happens in the third to fourth year. not barely three months in

understandably, Morpheus freaks out. and because he is Morpheus he Does Not Talk About It

not talking about it doesn't help with the hunger though

which may be why the next time someone's body rejects the change, he hides in a janitor's closet

his heart pounds in his chest. the mark on his forehead burns. his stomach is tied in knots

there's scratching at the door- one of the cats- before there are footsteps

"what is it, Daniel?" an all too familiar voice asks

there's nothing Morpheus wants less than to face Hob right now, not when his mentor has been trying his best to get Morpheus to open up, make friends among his classmates, he'll fit right in!

before Morpheus can try and get himself together the door opens and he finds himself staring up into the unfairly handsome face of Hob and a lap full of Cat

"Oh, love", Hob says and folds down next to him

Morpheus should bristle. stand up and leave with his head held high because he is a Son Of Night and is Completely Fine

instead he leans into the embrace Hob offers him, taking in greedy pulls of his scent (sunshine and grassy hills, the musk of an old forest. "not ancient greece", he'd said that first day, "but i like to think 600 years is still quite a respectable age")

Hob nudges him until Morpheus sits between his legs and pulls up the sleeve of his shirt

again, Morpheus should bristle, should fight the arms wrapping around him, that's his teacher for fuck's sake

but he's just so hungry that he lets Hob press a wrist to his mouth and drinks

Oh yeah that’s hot, kinda love the idea of an eldritch teacher/student relationship??

Morpheus being such a precocious little vampire baby who already craves blood, of course he needs a little extra care and attention from his teacher, right? And yeah, Hob starts to pay just a little closer attention - checks in with Morpheus, even comes to see him in his room. He’s coaching Morpheus through the first stages of consuming blood, making sure he isn’t going hungry. Truth is, nothing has tasted as good for Morpheus as Hob did that very first time in the closet. He’s craving blood and specifically he’s craving Hob.

He’s developing quite an embarrassing crush on Hob. And Hob, well… he’s trying to be a good mentor. He’s concerned by Morpheus’s rapid development. And there’s something about the young student that seems kind of familiar to him. When they talk together it’s like they have a history, and it feels weird but… comfortable. Not to mention, Hob got genuinely and uncomfortably turned on that night when Morpheus drank from his wrist. It felt like something hot and powerful was tingling through his entire body, and he’s never ever felt that way before.

Then there’s the time when Hob finds himself really incredibly hungry, he was dumb and skipped a meal. Morpheus doesn’t hesitate: he crawls right into Hob’s lap and tells him to shut up and drink. He can take it. And Hob knows that he shouldn’t take advantage, but he never claimed to be a good man. It feels… so. Good. Like coming home. Holding Morpheus and drinking from him greedily. Like they’ve… done it before. Hmm.

In any case, as much as Hob tries to hold himself back, it’s probably only a matter of time before the mentor/mentee develops into something. A lot more.

[shivroy]

I'm sorry for barging in, but this guy from a danish tv-series is what I imagine Hibbs would look like irl

THIS DELIGHTS ME SO MUCH i am beaming you pure love ❤️ genuinely adore this interpretation especially his nose and chin, those are SO hibs (+ look mattmac-adjacent. which is what hibby is)

my personal contribution is chris farley but none of these are exact likenesses of course... but farley is damn close tbh in a lot of ways

also other ppl have sent me messages contributing john early and philip seymour hoffman to the mix and hibernian is not remotely as attractive as hoffman but he's not meant to be. also hibs has early & hoffman's exact hair color so that's great to have visuals for

[nsomniacsdream]

I think part of what made me "like this" is my mom letting me watch the war of the world series (1988-1990). It's really fucked up, but also really badly written. So imagine the war of the world aliens attacked, lost, but went into hibernation instead of dying. Radiation kills the germs that killed them in the first place and now they go inside human bodies to try to take over the earth again. Kind of a the thing/alien symbiote kind of thing.

Our hero is a scientist trying to find evidence of alien life (like dude. Aliens very notably attacked earth 40 years ago, everyone knows there is alien life, but the show never acknowledges this) who teams up with a lady scientist, a biologist? I dunno. I'm rewatching but it's really bad quality. It was a late 80s TV series on fox, so you know what I'm talking about. I loved aliens and sci-fi as a kid so I begged my mom until she let me watch it. The aliens have these 3 fingered hands that reach out of your belly button to infect or kill people. And there was an episode with a pregnant lady (I still have nightmares sometimes). If you like old sci-fi and bad acting, I suggest giving it a watch.

There's a lot of discourse about its rating, that they were putting something that in a movie would be rated r and putting it on a major network as a pg 13 or whatever.

[leafsbabe]

how Seth Jarvis is like in bed

what Seth Jarvis is like in bed:

- sex with Seth is always such a good time

- you never have to worry about teasing or begging for it because he’s so easy

- one pleading look and he’s between your legs

- he still likes it when you beg for him though

- Seth enjoys a bit of negging too

- when he’s on the receiving end of it

- whenever you talk dirty to him it just makes him want to keep his mouth busy as well

- and man is he good

- zero technique but so much enthusiasm

- he doesn’t try to leave hickeys

- but shit happens

- or rather Seth happens

- thoroughly appreciates getting marked up by you though

- even when you dip your toes into kink it’s all very lighthearted

- some spanking, some handcuffs (soft furry pink ones, he picked those out himself)

- toys are teammates not rivals

- …he will give them names and you need to accept that

- he’s not insatiable

- and he definitely appreciates a good cuddle break between rounds

- will keep a sports drink in a squirt bottle on the nightstand, talking about refueling

- not shy about nudity and will just walk around with everything out in your home

- don’t even bother with lingerie, he’ll short circuit

- surprisingly good at phone sex

- will start with the “what are you wearing rn?” but after that? buckle up!

- he doesn’t talk you through it, he yaps you through it

his dick:

- not massive

- but he’s happy with it

- and you’re definitely happy with it

- slight curve that hits all the spots

the experience:

8.5/10

[iknow-becauseiwasthere]

SPN Season 10 diary

- Jensen is amazing and stronger actor than Jared but demon Sam > Demon Dean

- So does human blood cure demons?

- still love Fan Faction and Ask Jeeves though on rewatch it’s an awkward placement. Like why is Dean ok as a human for a bit before the mark takes over again? I find the whole mark mythology confusing

- fuck yeah Rowena and every time she says “The Winchesters” with an eye roll

- Hibbing 911! Needed episode but hard to watch Jody be annoyed with Donna. Fuck Donna’s ex

- idk why but I love Claire even when she’s an angsty kid

- breaking out Metatron was extremely stupid

- I do like No Place Like Home. I love the boys with Charlie. One of the few friendships where they always have respect and no backstabbing

- i feel like Cain should have been harder to kill?

- lol to casually watching the video of the soldiers last mission in an outdoor restaurant area. That might be the most unrealistic plot-line of the whole series.

- just a lot of meh episodes I honestly don’t remember that well after rewatching

- 10x19 The Werther Project slaps

- 10x20 Angel Heart has me worked up!!! Did Claire’s mom need to die RIGHT IN FRONT OF HER? I get she needed to go to Jody’s but fuck man that girl has been through it and if anyone deserves to have a parent it’s her (like Amara bring her mom back instead of Mary)

- The Styne Family subplot wasn’t great but was also so brief it’s really pointless (a common thread of the last few seasons)

- RIP Charlie you did not deserve that

- RIP Death you did not deserve that

- Ready for the Darkness. Still like the last few seasons but more for their random episodes than the overall plot. Excited for more coherence in these last seasons.

[georginaramsey]

Editing Research 'Just A Man'

Norsemen: 

‘Norsemen’ (2016) The series is written and directed by Jon Iver Helgaker and Jonas Torgersen. This series is set in the year 790 in a fictional Viking village named ‘Norheim”. The series parodies the stereotypes of Viking culture with a modern curveball. A blend of raw and brutal historical aspects of Viking culture with contemporary comedy. Edited by Rodrigo Stoicheff. The series incorporates anachronistic humour in the stories of each episode through comedy pacing editing to allow for deadpan humour and awkward silences.

In an article by the Guardian on Norsemen, Julia Raeside states, “Norsemen owes as much to Monty Python as it does to Asterix and Game of Thrones. A bunch of brilliantly talented Norwegians have made this ludicrously lovely sitcom in English (they made a Norwegian version, too) so that we may access their dry-as-a-bone humour more easily.”

I looked into interviews with leading comedy editors and was able to find an interview with co-editors of ‘Only Murders in the Building’ Shelly Westerman and Payton Koch. 

When talking about having pre-existing relationships with directors as an editor Shelly Westerman states:

“We talked during pre-production and throughout the shoot, all of which gave us much more insight and clear direction.

Oftentimes we meet a director via email, we say hi on a Zoom meeting, and then we don’t talk again until the Director’s Cut. Having that previous relationship and feeling empowered to talk more freely throughout pre-and-post production absolutely made the work much better.”

It is important for an editor to have a strong relationship with the director as it directly impacts the cohesion of the final project. It is crucial that both director and editor have a shared vision through creative alignment with the editor and director having multiple meetings to fully understand the overarching emotional arc of the film. To do this, it is also vital for effective communication between both the director and the editor. This can be done to tackle problems that may come up during the construction of the edit. It is also helpful for the editor and director to trust one another, allowing the editor creative freedom in storytelling.

Ja’mie Private School Girl

The editor for Ja’mie Private School Girl is Ian Carmichael, who is known for Thunderstone (1999), True Story with Hamish & Andy (2017) and Border Protection Squad (2015). Ian currently works at Hibs Edit Design in Greater Melbourne and has over 30 years of experience as an editor in Australia. According to Ian's LinkedIn, he started out editing television commercials and moved on to work at various large post-production houses in Australia and abroad. Having seen his LinkedIn, I want to begin applying for editing houses or possibly try to work on TV advertisements as I enjoy these sorts of editing styles rather than narrative fiction. However, my experience in narrative fiction film editing, I believe, is crucial to understanding story structure and purposeful editing in works such as advertisements or documentaries. I have ordered books on both Documentary editing and film editing as a whole from authors such as Edward Dmytryk and Ken Dancyger. I wasn't able to find much on the editing of Ja’mie Private School Girl, but I did find an article on the creator of the show, Chris Lilley, in which it is stated:

“Long-time Lilley fans will be familiar with Lunatics’ format, which uses a mockumentary style to interview these quirky, self-delusional characters and follow them about as their pie-in-the-sky aspirations collapse under the weight of reality. Mix in some rude gags — think gender-fluid dogs, dildos attached to drones, and a clothes store called My D!ck — and you have the Lilley formula in a nutshell.”

In ‘Just A Man’, I would like to incorporate the deadpan comedy style of the works of Chris Lilley, such as Lunatics or Ja’mie Private School Girl, through ‘self-absorbed’ characters whose lives and dreams unfold in absurd and comedic ways. I feel that it is important that we incorporate the use of handheld camera shots to mimic real documentary-style filmmaking to create a real feeling of the subject despite the fact that Desmond, the main character, is a puppet. To accompany these shots, we have already discussed creating talking head interviews with the sock puppet of him breaking the fourth wall, which will provide insight into his inner thoughts and highlight his self-delusions. The comedic effect will be created by cutting directly from these interviews to footage of his break-downs or even fighting with the cameramen. 

Fleabag: 

The series ‘Fleabag’ written by Phoeber Waller-Bridge 

In an article titled “Breaking the Fourth Wall: Fleabag,” the author ‘Mrunal’ explores how the protagonist’s (fleabag, played by Phoebe Waller-Bridge) direct engagement with the audience serves as a narrative device to reveal her internal struggles and emotional journey. This technique not only offers insight into her psyche but also fosters a unique connection between the charavter and audiences. 

The editor of both seasons of Fleabag is Gary Dollner who was awarded an Emmy and an ACE Eddie for his work on season two of the show. In an interview with editshare.com it was found that:

“He credits Waller-Bridge for writing an intro for season two that starts at a full-blown sprint, breathlessly delivering just enough backstory to get everyone up to speed before plunging into an episode that’s a thrill despite taking place almost entirely with the characters seated in a restaurant.”

Opening episodes, such as pilots and season premieres, are problematic because they involve significant setup, which can affect the story’s momentum. Phoebe Waller-Bridge’s season two introduction of Fleabag was highly effective, starting at a rapid pace that quickly established the necessary backstory before diving into an engaging, restaurant-based bottle episode. The episode was designed to feel claustrophobic, with complex interactions among characters sitting at a table. Editor Gary Dollner tightened the pacing, keeping the delivery brisk to enhance drama and comedy. Dollner focused on keeping all character interactions and expressions balanced, likening it to “spinning plates” to ensure no relationships or reactions were neglected. Dollner appreciates dialogue overlap for authenticity, creating a natural flow. He used this technique in the dinner scene to keep conversations energised and realistic, even adding overlap where it didn’t naturally exist. Quick-cut editing maintained the episode’s energy, aligning with Waller-Bridge and director Harry Bradbeer’s overall vision for pacing and rhythm.

With this in mind in terms of editing, it will be useful to begin with a high-energy opening that will immediately set the tone and essential backstory. It will be good to introduce Desmond with quick, punchy scenes that establish who he is and his current situation, pulling the audience in quickly without extensive exposition. If there are scenes with multiple characters in confined spaces, edit to create chaos. Like Dollner’s “spinning plates” approach, ensure that all character dynamics are visible. Highlight non-verbal communication—glances, smirks, and eye-rolls—so that these subtleties add layers to the humour and relationships without verbal explanations.  Integrate quick reaction shots to punctuate jokes or significant moments. This editing choice keeps the audience engaged by showing a variety of reactions and maintaining the scene’s energy.

Reference list

Carmichael, I. (2024). LinkedIn Login, Sign in | LinkedIn. [online] LinkedIn. Available at: https://www.linkedin.com/search/results/all/?heroEntityKey=urn%3Ali%3Afsd_profile%3AACoAAC5ga8kBLn4J1AFgufX4ZuegzWN3py8BsuE&keywords=Ian%20Carmichael&origin=ENTITY_SEARCH_HOME_HISTORY&sid=HZq

Cothren, A. (2019). Chris Lilley’s Lunatics Has Deadpan cringe, Great Dialogue but Is More Mawkish than Outrageous. [online] The Conversation. Available at: https://theconversation.com/chris-lilleys-lunatics-has-deadpan-cringe-great-dialogue-but-is-more-mawkish-than-outrageous-115453.

EditShare (2020). When It Works, It’s Not Work: Gary Dollner, Editor of Fleabag. [online] EditShare. Available at: https://editshare.com/post/when-it-works-its-not-work-gary-dollner-editor-of-fleabag/.

Hellerman, J. (2024). Payton Koch and Shelly Westerman on Editing ‘Only Murders’. [online] No Film School. Available at: https://nofilmschool.com/only-murders-editors.

Mrunal (2023). Breaking the Fourth Wall: Fleabag - Mrunal - Medium. [online] Medium. Available at: https://medium.com/@mrunal.subhedar/breaking-the-fourth-wall-fleabag-c5dfa18416bb.

Raeside, J. (2017). Norsemen Review - Monty Python Meets Game of Thrones in This Norwegian Comedy. [online] The Guardian. Available at: https://www.theguardian.com/tv-and-radio/2017/sep/14/norsemen-netflix-review.

[newkatzkafe2023]

@lara-legomonkiekid

What if Monkey King's started to Ignore (Tall Monkey)Y/N on purpose and Y/N know It and Try to take Advantage of It and start to Tease Wukong?(Like start to Kiss hiss neck,Flirt,etc...)(What if Y/N do that In front of the others?)

Bold of you to assume that We would let Wukong ignore us🤭🤭🤭🤭

(Lmk Wukong) He was stuck in his monkey king series marathon, and you wanted cuddles from him. You tried a few ways to get his attention, like making loud noises, send him a bunch of text and even put some baby monkeys on him. Unfortunately, you got nothing and began to growl at him, then an idea came, and you licked and kissed his neck. Which made him drop his chips and purr you nibble on his shoulders and stick your hands down his pants making him moan.

HE was sure paying attention to you now🤤

(MKR Wukong) You were immediately annoyed with his bratty behavior. He was brooding because his master had punished him over his violent behavior again, but between you and me, it could have been a lot worse. Wukong would grumbled and growl and refused to look at you, this pissed you off and you spun him around and kissed his chest and neck. He gasped and chirp in shocked as he didn't expect this behavior from you, but didn't do anything to stop you.

(NR Wukong) Pfffff this is gonna be too easy🙄, getting this man's attention is like getting a drunk to go to the bar. He was doing something with his motorcycle and a good few hours, and you wanted him to join you on the couch, but he was stuck in his project. You called out to him a bunch of times, and he was like, "Give me a minute," but he didn't come to you once, so you went for the nuclear option. You literally flash your breast at him, showing your lace bra and all, and this Definitely caught his attention as he was staring and forgot that he was still walking and walked into a pipe🤭. Thankfully all he did was shake it off and rub back to you Happily giving you his attention.

(HIB Wukong) He's being all grumpy and stuff as usual and didn't want anybody bothering him 🙄. You pouted immediately since he didn't want to talk to you either, but worry not for you have methods on getting what you want from him. You love to sneak up on him and surprise him with a hug from behind, you also love to get to know his muscles from back to front as you rub them Carefully and tenderly. Finally you sneak around and land a sweet kiss on his lips, and it's not long before that sweet kiss becomes a hot make out and mating session but at least he's back to paying attention to you.

(Netflix Wukong) Pfffff like this little boy can ever ignore you, This is gonna be too easy. Wukong is well.....I'm trying to think if a nice way of saying attention whore😒😒😒. If he's gonna ignore you, You're gonna have to do something that really pissed him off and he doesn't want to bother humoring you with his attention🙄. But do not threat my dear it's easy to win him back, with a few flirts and chin scratches and finally a big kiss on the lips. He would be purring and blushing with heart eyes, even his tail would bend into a heart wanting more of your attention.

FEEL FREE TO REBLOG🫂

[agentcable]

Supernatural Season 1 Ep. 15 "The Benders"

Sam and Dean go to Minnesota where a boy sees a man disappear. Sam is abducted by a supernatural being, and Dean searches frantically for his brother. But they are shocked to find the kidnappers are human and using them as prey.

If you want to watch the series for yourself, stop reading! This post contains spoilers to the storyline.

Evan is at home in Hibbing, Minnesota. He sees a man take out the garbage. The man hears something strange and looks under a car. He gets pulled underneath. Later, Sam and Dean interview the boy and his mother, but learn nothing. The brothers go to a bar to talk. They learn that their dad marked the area as having a "phantom abductor", and the county has a higher-than-average disappearance rate.

Sam hears a noise outside. It's just a cat. But something comes up from under the car. Dean goes out and there's no sign of Sam. He sees a video camera but nothing else. The next day, Dean pretends to be an officer and tries to get a lead, but the deputy won't take him.

Sam wakes up in a cage while the local deputy shows Dean an image of a trailer leaving the parking lot just after Sam left the bar. An old truck passes by and makes strange noise.

Sam finds Alvin Jenkins, the missing man, in the next cell. They're in a barn and two hooded figures come in and give them food. Sam figures out they're just people.

The deputy sees through Dean's impersonation as they track down the truck. The deputy thinks about arresting him but changes her mind after Dean begs her.

Sam has cut the cable and the cell door opens. Sam thinks something is wrong, but Jenkins ignores him. After he leaves, the cell doors close again. Jenkins finds a knife and runs outside in the rain, but is ambushed. He keeps going but another man stops him. Then the two men drive him into a tripwire. The men kill Jenkins as Sam hears his screams.

Dean asks Kathleen why she's helping. She says her brother Riley disappeared the same way. They find the truck. Kathleen handcuffs Dean to her squad car. She goes to the house to investigate. She knocks on the door and a teenager named Missy answers. The girl acts strange and smiles at her. Her father knocks Kathleen out.

Dean grabs the car antenna to pick the handcuffs as the family truck approaches. He gets the cuffs off as the two men arrive and take the car.

Kathleen wakes up in a cell with Sam. Dean sneaks in. He reassures them and looks for the key. In the basement, he finds jars with the brothers' trophies and photos of them with victims. He goes upstairs and finds a man cutting something to music. He finds Missy, who stabs him and pins his jacket to the door frame. She calls for her dad, who shows up. Dean gets away from the knife and fights the family member until he's knocked out.

They wake up Dean. Pa Bender says his favourite hunt is humans and that they've been doing it for generations.

They want to know if Dean's disappearance will bring more cops and let him choose Kathleen or Sam. Dean picks Sam, but Pa says one of his sons will shoot first, Sam, then Kathleen.

The brother lets Sam out, but he has the bracket from the cable and throws it at the guy. He gets enough time to take the guy out and gets his rifle, but it's busted. Pa and Jared go out and find Lee unconscious and the power cut off. They search the barn for Sam. Kathleen attacks Jared, but he overpowers her and prepares to shoot her. Sam runs in and distracts Jared, who turns to fire. Sam ducks, causing Jared to shoot his father. Sam knocks Jared out and goes to find Dean while Kathleen covers Pa Bender. She shoots him when he laughs about killing her brother and walk out. She meets up with Dean and Sam, who have locked up the girl. She says she shot Pa trying to escape. Kathleen tells the brothers to leave before the cops arrive. They walk away, arguing.

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