#i love Megs and I wanna defend him

[artsy-hobbitses]

Have you seen transformers one? If so what did you think of it? I saw it twice!

I JUST came back from watching it, so uh, residual high but

It’s amazing? Like goddamn they did so much with what time they were given? The characterisation, the voice acting, the plot, not to say it’s twists and turns, it’s completely what you expect and still they managed to surprise me.

For once in modern iterations, they listened to some of the gripes fans had about the way Optimus Prime is depicted and actually did him RIGHT.

Prime comes from the SAME STATION as Megatron, he sees and experiences the injustice firsthand. He’s not a conflicted cop enforcing a system or a pacifist librarian sheltered from it, and god bless, both iterations were interesting to explore, but it positioned him as ‘above’ the dregs Megatron had to slave in and automatically made him more obtuse to class oppression/made us initially more sympathetic to blue collar-coded Megs. He’s not speaking from a place of privilege. The pain of the underclass is HIS pain too.

Prime is the DYNAMIC one in this duo. He’s the one who starts shit, the one unwilling to accept his lot in life and the one who bucks against protocol for sake of his friends.

Prime is the RADICAL as opposed to Megatron who starts out as more of a follower until he finds out the truth about their system. Prime questions the system far earlier than Megatron ever does, and Prime choosing hope and mercy over wrath and vengeance is framed as his strength, not a naïveté or weakness.

Prime and Megatron start out arm in arm, best friends suffering the same injustices, and what defines them is what they choose to do about it once they’re given the power and ability to enact changes; Prime wants a better Cybertron for everyone, Megatron just wants to burn everything in bloody revenge because HE was lied to and he doesn’t care how many die in his path to get there. He also makes it very clear that he doesn’t intend to fix the system—he simply perpetuates it with a different hierarchy, one which his newly-gifted strength places him on top of.

This Prime is a hero because of his actions from the first scene, not because we, as an audience, are told that is what he is just because he’s Optimus Prime.

You understand why he was chosen even if he didn’t ask for or seek the Matrix out for himself (the only reason he initially seeks it out is as a way to restart the natural production of energon on Cybertron so miners don’t have to slave underground their whole lives anymore. He seems wholly unaware or dismissive of the power it could give him, he doesn’t pine for it for anything other than what it can do FOR OTHERS, because per Faramir’s words: “I don’t love the sword for its sharpness, nor the arrow for its swiftness nor the warrior for his glory, I only love that which they defend”)

THIS IS THE PRIME WE DESERVE and I am so glad the writers GOT IT SO RIGHT

I’m planning a second watch for sure! I unfortunately had to escape the cinema to the loo during Alpha Trion’s big reveal and I wanna watch a second time just to catch every detail I missed.

[tinyapplejuice]

Could you do surge x reader dating headcanons?

SURGE DATING HEADCANONS

✧.*

•Surge is definitely one charming robot. I mean you’re dating a literal superhero?? Like hello? Is that not a flex for any of you guys?! Anyway, as a boyfriend, he’s definitely an energetic person to date, he’s very flashy too if you ask me about it. 

•Surge always knows how to lift your mood whenever you’re sad or mad somehow, even though he’s not exactly the comfort you originally expected. I mean he’s the party dude, he should know how to get the crowd riled up! Whenever you’re frowning and he sees it on your face, he will be instantly ready to boost your feelings! However, if it’s a more serious matter, yep…he’s definitely going to be faced with some backlash from you. Yikes.

•That also includes him knowing how to make you laugh and trying his best to make you smile. Even though some of them are bad, you can’t help but smile at his confident attempts at his jokes. It’s cute!

•He LOVES it when his lover compliments him, he likes being praised. It makes him wired up to the max! You could even see him being pumped out! He loves receiving attention from his lover and also from the public, he likes it when they talk good things about him. It boosts his confidence! But he also likes physical affection and gift giving too if you wanna know more about him. He’s a sucker for those things too. He absolutely melts at whatever affection his lover gives him.

•It will be funny if he gets a sugar rush from his energy drinks and whenever you see him in that moment, he’s going haywire and screaming in a crazy way as he bounces off of the room. 

•Also I feel like he’s the type of person to say “Chill dude”  or “Take it easy” whenever he sees someone mad. I have no idea why but it just fits his character for me at least. It’s so funny because it will definitely irritate the person a hundred times more but also, poor you because he seems the type of person to say that whenever he sees you so angry. HE DEFINITELY SAYS BRO TOO!!!! NO MATTER THE GENDER HE WILL SAY BRO!!! That’s basically his pet name, help I can’t take that seriously.

•Sometimes Surge forgets that you’re someone who has emotions and oftentimes takes you for granted. He accidentally emotionally neglects you even though it wasn’t his intention at all. At first, the dating process was smooth- it was like a fairytale because you were dating someone famous, someone cool and flamboyant. Someone that was perceived by the public, as someone with a good heart. But of course, you had to witness the harsh and tragic reality of dating someone like Surge as the days went by. In times of desperation time when you’re at your worst, you’ll start to notice that he wasn’t around to comfort you. He’s always at his job, working or hanging out with his buddies like Meg or Max. He doesn’t have time for you but surely you understand that he’s a hero, right? You understand how important he and his duties are to the city, you won’t mind if he is gone for a couple of days, right? Well, no that’s obviously not going to work.

•I could imagine him trying to make things up with gifts and such but eventually it just seems pitiful that you don’t even want the expensive stuff later. And then he’s left with nothing but actually has to face the problem itself and even then he doesn’t know how to take it

. •Do you also think he’s someone who refuses to be wrong? I could also see him as someone who just doesn’t have this mindset to be in the wrong but that’s like a stretch even for me. OOH, BUT HE'S SOMEONE WHO DOESN'T LIKE TO BE VULNERABLE LIKE IMAGINE. HE'S FINE WITH YOU RANTING THINGS TO HIM BUT WHEN IT’S REVERSED HE STRUGGLES SO HARD UGH!!! 

•Surge is a good robot at heart, he loves to help people after all his duty is to protect the city. You could even see him helping his teammates, always ready to defend them. But he’s not someone who can emotionally be there if you know what I mean. Physically yes as he’s always used to doing those types of things. He’s not used to seeing you break down and he truly doesn’t know how to comfort you.

•On a light-hearted note, he’s the type of lover to give you his very own merch. You have to LIKE it. Heh can you just imagine coming up to you to give you a mini figure of him and then you display it? It makes him happy and would often treat the figure as a mini him. 

• Me and my sister had a debate on how Surge gets big like in the Summer of Monster Animation it is as if those Power Rangers things where that big Surge was controlled by the real one but we scrapped that idea and just went with “Oh he can change size however he wants to.” You know the Ultraman Rising movie where the guy grew size when he turned into Ultraman, yeah we decided to just do that. BUT I HAVE NO IDEA HOW HE WOULD, it’s confusing. But anyway, I can just imagine he tried to mess with you one time when you guys were inside your house but then he destroyed your building. I could just imagine him going “Whoops sorry man” and he had to help you rebuild your house.

•I could see him as someone who’s very tall and strong and despite your height, he’s a naturally big robot. He would always pick you up and twirl you around. Even if you're embarrassed, he would just do this unconsciously and just yell out something like, “WHOOOOOO!”

•STOPPP I COULD JUST IMAGINE HIM BEING MESSY WITH HIS KISSING!! LIKE IMMEDIATELY HE SLAMS HIS LIPS AGAINST YOURS AND IT SEEMS LIKE A DESPERATE ONE!! I DONT KNOW WHY BUT THINKING ABOUT IT, HE DOESN’T SEEM THE TYPE OF PERSON TO BE ‘FORMAL’ AND GENTLE IF YOU GET WHAT I MEAN. HE'S THE TYPE OF PERSON TO BE BOLD AND LIKE AHHH!

•You got yourself an unlimited supply of soda thanks to your man. It would be super funny when you first tried it out, he accidentally sent you flying because of how strong the force of the soda was. But hey, he doesn’t mind it if you want a drink, he has an endless supply of them! But if you ask him how he has it, he probably doesn’t know about it himself as well or he does. It honestly depends.

•I could imagine him being good with humans like he can socialize with them well, and yes even with kids. I mean his overall energy is just so pleasant like he can hype everyone to be in a cheerful mood. Everything about him screams about him being the party dude. He’s not going to be awkward during conversation and he will definitely carry on with his smooth talking.

•Meg and Max were definitely surprised that Surge has gotten with someone but at the same time, it isn't. If you were best buddies with these gals, they would have been instantly very VERY supportive. But even if you guys didn’t know each other, they’re both pretty nice and cool people and they would have gotten attached to you sooner or later. If they’re Surge’s best friends, they are yours too now. It’s just how it works.

•He’s the type of guy to go to the news reporter and say this is a shoutout to my very awesome lover!!! Or along those lines. And just rant about how much he loves you. I don’t know but just as I said before he has a way with words. LIKE IMAGINE HIM RANTING FOR HOURS AND THEN THE NEWS REPORTER JUST CHANGES THE TOPIC BECAUSE THEY ARE GETTING ANNOYED WITH HIM. 

•He definitely loves his upgraded forms like it’s pretty sick?! Especially his last one, I mean he gets these amazing sunglasses, wings, and a lightsaber?! But if he can only use it in his normal day-to-day life I could see that he can only use it when he’s doing his hero job. But he will flex them to you.

•You know how like most of the time his eyes are just a line, imagine if he ever gets flustered, you can get to see his eyes open and he lets out a goofy smile. I don’t know if it will be so funny to see his eyes open for the first time.

Guys I’m always in the biggest and fattest writing block, I litteraly had to force myself to write a few more headcanons for this guy. School has been piling me up work even though it just started like a few weeks ago so I’m not going to be proud of some headcanons. But anyways, I love this dude. HES SO COOL AHHHHHHH!!!

[adidegmez]

spn s7 spoilers

s7 ep1(meet the new boss)

the cas we know is gone. dean,sam and bobby are accepting cas is god so easily. i thought they wouldn't call him god that easy. i love death. but really, dean gave up on cas so quickly. cas is back. and he is gone, again. he'll be back.

s7 ep2(hello, cruel world)

lucifer… i love winchester's relationship. i loved bobby's house now, everything is gone. bobby isn't gone he cant be.

s7 ep3(the girl next door)

i love sam. how could dean do that? why did he do that? is he real dean? i cant believe this.

s7 ep4(defending your life)

good guys always feel guilty. even if its not their fault. even if they know its not their fault. i was mad about dean killing amy. but then i thought about it. i thought they didnt kill lenore but then i remembered she didnt kill anyone when they let go of her. amy and lenore are not the same. and in the end dean was right imo. because amy killed for her kid and if her son gets sick she would kill again.

s7 ep5(shut up, dr. phil)

I thought the Amy topic was closed. I was wrong. we'll see later how it ends, i guess.

s7 ep6(slash fiction)

dean always deserves good things in his life, so does sam. finally sam learned about amy. he'll forgive dean, probably.

s7 ep7(the mentalists)

sammy ad dean back together again. i love them.

s7 ep8(season seven, time for a wedding!)

ep name is weird. this should be fun. i love the temp. idk but i kinda like crowley when he is not messing with the boys.

s7 ep9(how to win friends and influence monsters)

i dotcare thati dont care. ilove that scene. bobby cant die like that.

s7 ep10(death's door)

he can't die. it was nice to see rufus. i knew bobby would die. i saw spoilers before but i didnt think he would die this season. he cant die. he left the winchesters. goodbye bobby. winchesters are alone, again. i want to think bobby will return but i dont think he will.

s7 ep11(adventures in babysitting)

i like krissy. i love dean with kid. he is so sweet.

s7 ep12(time after time after time)

dean knows his brother so well.

s7 ep13(the slice girls)

emma is dean's child? Sam and Dean shouldn't have split up. emma and amy werent the same. amy killed, emma didnt. she was goin o kill dean i know but i just wanted to say there is difference. and i think there are 2 kinds of moster to dean: those who kill people and those who didn't kill people, yet. and dean thinks tho who didnt kill could be saved. and i think he is right.

s7 ep14(plucky pennywhistle's magical menagerie)

bad cop sam. he is funny. clowns were scary. supernatural gives me new fears. i miss cas when is he coming back?

s7 ep15(repo man)

jeffrey is a good guy. i liked him. lucifer is funny. and jeffrey is a psychopath.

s7 ep16(out with the old)

i liked frank but i really miss bobby. I don't understand how Dean finds time to watch so many movies. i knew frank would die. but know thinking about it i think he is not dead, yet. ıf he was dead there would be a body.

s7 ep17(the born-again identity)

i want to see cas and crowley. i miss them. did bobby refuse to go? and now he is going with winchesters everywhere and helping them? because that notebook cannot have fallen by itself. It hurts me that Cas was the one who did this to Sam. Sam has been through a lot. I hope he can get over this soon. cas!!! i wanna cry(well im crying little bit). cas is back? he is emanuel, what? he is cas. meg?! sam is still helping people. i love him. cas is back. he saved sam:) but now he is left behind, with meg! i hope dean knows where meg is and she wont do anything bad for winchesters and cas.

s7 ep18(party on, garth)

okay dean knows about meg. garth is funny. i missed impala. bobby is here!!! i want to see him more. but why couldn't he contact them? i hope we can learn it.

s7 ep19(of grave importance)

bobby finally talked. i love him. what he did was kinda wrong. but without him boys would be dead so many times. i hope things wont end bad for bobby but i doubt it. but i am glad to see him anyways.

s7 ep20(the girl with the dungeons and dragons tattoo)

i know new characters will come to spn and i am so excited to meet them. i saw them on the internet and i cant wait to see their relationship with the boys. and Charlie is one of them. and i am happy she came. i like her. bobby will do something bad isnt he? she is a nerd:) . well, is Charlie coming back?

s7 ep21(reading is fundamental)

hi cas(and meg). no way home😅(iloveyouguys). i really missed cas. he is even funnier now. he is happier. cas would do anything for the winchesters. i hate leviathans. i hope we'll see cas and meg again.

s7 ep22(there will be blood)

i wanted to see crowley. bobby is not truly gone, not now at least. this wont end good for bobby. there is 8 seasons left i am happy i get to spend so many time with my favorite characters.

s7 ep23(survival of the fittest)

goodbye bobby. baby is back!!! i knew dean wouldnt hurt baby like that. i'm glad dean forgive cas. i love their friendship. purgatory, seriously?! crowley does whatever he wants whenever he wants. and he got meg and the world. and sam is alone. Cas left Dean. of course, he'll get back(i'm 99% sure). i cant wait to see how they will survive this?

[marc--chilton]

Hi! Im more-mouse-bites on ao3 and I came and followed for the mgv content.

I’m writing an ABO house fic of my own atm! I was going to follow the long-beloved trope of “house hides his second gender and everyone thinks he’s an alpha, but then something happens and he’s exposed” but I realized that I could have a lot more fun with having House as a known omega from the start. I have omegas as slightly more uncommon and definitely frowned upon in high-intensity careers like medicine, because of their perceived frailty. I’m such a slut for the socio-economic implications of an ABO universe, lol.

Which segues into my question— in your AU, what’s the general consensus societally on omegas? Does House have to routinely fight against ignorance and dismissal? And if so, how would Wilson react? Or even just to general patients being terrible to House. Would he step in, or would House stop him because that would undermine his credibility?

Really love your AU! Can’t wait to see more ❤️

(hiii thank you for the kind words on here and ao3 kisskiss) house hiding his status as an omega and going through life as a false alpha is great i won't lie, but the idea of house being ASSUMED to be an alpha simply because of how he carries himself and taking great joy in surprising people by being like (loud incorrect buzzer).... the mischief. it's so yummy

that's rly neat!! i definitely believe that omegas being in places of power/authority are uncommon due to how they are perceived as the lesser secondary sex. an omega NURSE or orderly would be easier accepted than an omega DOCTOR, for instance. and then some patients being like "i don't wanna get treated by no 'meg, i want a different doctor seeing to me" of course.

given to the types of people who end up seeing house for their mystery illness of the week, there are definitely more than a couple of hardheads who try to challenge house's authority either as a patient in the hospital bed, or as family/loved ones of the ill who can't believe a mere omega can cure the patient. house would antagonize them back, of course, but not give up the case either if it's good enough a puzzle.

wilson's reaction to seeing house get discriminated would depend on what the aggressor says/does and wilson's own cycle as well. (this is operating on the default that they're unbonded as well) because as much as i LIVE for protective wilson, he also knows how to throw house's shit right back at him. and house is a jerk, no matter the au, so from the outside looking in he wouldn't bat an eye. if he's brought on as a consult to the case, he'd be a little more involved; professional, but he would defend house's integrity and skill.

closer to rut, though, he would be a bit more..... tense. he catches an alpha kick house's cane out from under him in a fit of aggression and before you know it, he's pinned them to the nearest flat surface and is growling in their face. HUGE no-no as a doctor but also one he can get away with at trial, yknow, "crime of passion" type thing.

as a distinguished (.... sort of. it's greg house) specialist and literal grown man, it gets on house's nerves, yes. and as someone at odds with his secondary sex, he also hates that he even brings out that part of wilson's alpha biology, too. but -- and he wouldn't admit this under threat of death -- it also makes him preen a little inside that wilson's hindbrain (his subconscious, the pure primal instinct with No Thought behind it) deems him as something worth fighting over, protecting, defending when house himself does not.

[cyarskj1899]

He isn’t better than Tory himself so who makes him think that he can say anything about this

Kodak if you don't shut yo throwback Flava Flav Flavor of Love looking ahhs up!

One thing ive noticed is yall criminals stick together. You would still be locked down if that other criminal hadn't pardoned you!

Funky ahhs..😡

Forget the fact that Tory showed us numerous times that he’s an angry little man outside of this whole Meg situation… 😒

When it comes to men and the bar…he is literally below the bare minimum of the bare minimum bar. The type of men defending Tory is the type of men women should run from.

Kodak Black Takes Aim at Jay-Z & Megan Thee Stallion Over Tory Lanez Shooting Conviction [Video]

Walker

December 28, 2022 10:43 AM PST

Kodak Black has spoken out against Tory Lanez’s guilty verdict in his felony assault case involving Megan Thee Stallion, taking aim at JAY-Z and the Houston Hottie in the process.

via: Rap-Up

The “Super Gremlin” rapper went live on Instagram on Christmas Eve and shared his support for Tory, who was convicted on all three charges for shooting Megan Thee Stallion.“This shit ain’t right, homie. For real, bro,” said Kodak, who collaborated with Tory on “F**k With You.” “And Tory Lanez a good ni**a, bro.”

“This shit fu**ing with my Christmas Eve ’cause everybody shit ain’t for me to speak on,” he continued. “But it’s like ni**as ain’t finna talk about that. Ni**as finna act like this shit ain’t even happen. I don’t know. I wasn’t in the courtroom. But at the same time, if it is some fu**ed up shit going on, ni**as ain’t gonna wanna say nothing because of this whole politics bullshit.”

Kodak Black says Tory Lanez verdict isn’t right and it’s messed up. pic.twitter.com/0GFlkACRww

— Daily Loud (@DailyLoud) December 28, 2022

He then alluded to the conspiracy theories that JAY-Z, whose company Roc Nation manages Megan, somehow influenced the verdict. “And then all of this JAY-Z shit, homie. But bro, I don’t like that shit nan bit.”“Now, I’m a God-fearing ni**a,” Kodak added. “If my brudda actually did that shit, homie, God gon’ see it through to where he get the justifiable punishment he feel like he deserve for that.”Kodak went on to claim that he is against men who abuse women before questioning Megan’s credibility and the evidence presented in court.“They done caught this female in a few lies and shit,” he said. “And then, how the f**k you find a ni**a guilty for shooting a bitch, when ain’t no evidence behind it? Y’all talking ’bout, bitch had gun residue on fam and another person. And ain’t nobody came through and say, ‘Oh yeah, he did that shit.’ That shit don’t sit well with me.”Following a trial that lasted nearly two weeks, a Los Angeles jury convicted Tory on all three charges against him: assault with a semiautomatic handgun, carrying a loaded, unregistered firearm in a vehicle, and discharging a firearm with gross negligence. He faces up to 22 years in prison and deportation when he is sentenced on Jan. 27.While Kodak was sympathetic towards Tory, Adele shared her support for Megan after the guilty verdict was announced.

“Well today, tonight, I would like to wish Meg Thee Stallion a very, very merry, merry Christmas!” she said during her Las Vegas show on Friday. “Girl, get your peace. Do whatever you want now, baby! I love ya!”

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[sakurachan7734]

Nothing but a lab rat

Chapter 6: my final escape

Tw: gun shot wounds

Kim POV 

For the next few months’s I did nothing but train and exercise in order to build muscle my anger towards everybody that worked in the lab group bigger she realizes what they were trying to use her for how could i be so blind? Even a five-year-old could realize what they were trying to do I should have released when they threw me in acid and now that my first love is gone I must get out of here before I die here too I remember there being a large pool for the kids here that were injected with marine life blood I asked them if I could practice swimming in case I need to swim to get home and they let me I plan on leaving a big enough hole in the wall so a bunch of the other kids can get out now I’m aware that a lot of them here were taking it from orphanages but maybe somebody will find them and take care of them or they could choose to stay i’m not gonna force them to leave but everybody here seems miserable and I plan on making enough chaos that will hopefully get somebody in the laws attention that the place will be shut down no child deserves to go through what I went through being ripped away from my dad and pretty much being tortured

Gabby: so what’s your plan Kim? 

Kim: I am planning to release everybody here and hopefully get somebody’s attention so this place will be shut down 

Jim: how do you plan on doing that? There’s no way that all of us would escape 

Kim: I’m aware of that like I said I wanna cause as much chaos as possible so maybe somebody will see it and that you are free then you guys would ever go back to your families or be put back up for adoption

Jenny: what about you? You are part of the older kids.

Kim: I will go try and find my dad

Gabby: and what will happen to you if you don’t? 

Kim: well I might die because it’s gonna be a long journey in order to find him but I have a feeling he’s still in the house that I was taken from

Jim: but what will happen if your dad doesn’t recognize you?

Kim: oh don’t worry he will We’ve been communicating through letters and I’ve been sending him pictures of the process of me becoming this

Jenny: will we be left on our own? We can’t defend ourselves

Kim: don’t worry other bigger kids here will try to guide you to safety

Jenny: ok

A couple months later Kim feels like she is really for her plan so when she knew that the scientist weren’t around she grabbed her music box, the. thew herself through her cell window instead of running around opening any containment so she can find and having the kids follow her Kim stole some explosives but then all the guards start shooting at them a few bullets hit Kim in the arms legs, and chest

Meg: Kim your bleeding! 

Kim: I know but I’m fine we got to get out

Kim fines a big enough wall and puts the explosives on the and light them up and hides the other kids so they don’t get hurt then Dr James shows up

James: where do you think you are going? 

Kim: I’m going home and I’m taking the other kids with me you aren’t going to hurt us anymore

James: you really think you’re all gonna live out there on your own? You’re probably gonna die before the month is over

Kim: I know but that is a sacrifice I’m willing to take for everyone here not to hurt anyone anymore

The wall explodes and Kim yells with the other kids to run out then she runs out after them it was a very foggy day so when the scientist in the guards got out they had already lost them 

Kim pov

It’s so cold and foggy out I stepped in some glass on my way out so it hurts every step I walk I feel like I’m gonna pass out because I’m bleeding so much I don’t see anybody in sight I don’t have any way of calling my dad i’m hungry i’m thirsty I might just except I’m gonna die out here I clung to my music box 

A few hours later Kim finally finds the Las Vegas sign but before she can find anything to eat or drink she passes out right at the sign somebody finds her and calls a ambulance and she’s taking to a hospital 

Linda: so what am I dealing with today? 

Nea: well there are some kid passed out and bleeding by the sign in from the city

Linda: how badly is she injured?

Nea: very badly she might not make it she just got done with surgery She seems to be breathing a bit and she was holding onto a box when we found her

Linda: ok

Linda:* enters in the room and stops* Kim? 

Kim:* wakes up* hmmm where am I?

Linda: you are in the hospital

Kim: why is my face covered?

Linda:* sits down next to Kim* you had a bunch of injuries on your face and do you know where your parents are? 

Kim: so you sewed up my eye and the hole in my face? 

Linda: yes do you know where your parents are?

Kim: I don’t know where my mom is but I think my dad still lives in the house I was taking from

Linda: alright do you know his name?

Kim: John Linson

Linda:* mind* so this is John’s daughter. She looks so different I don’t even wanna think about what this poor baby went through

Kim: can I see my dad? 

Linda: yes but if you don’t want me asking where were you all these years? Your father claims you got kidnapped

Kim: I did I was put in a lab and have horrible test performed on me that’s why I look like this can this be reversed? I don’t wanna look like this anymore I want to be a normal human girl again

Linda: well I don’t think we can because you’ve been missing for about 10 years because you were six when you were taking right?

Kim: yes

Linda: alright let me go call your dad 

Linda steps outside and called John

John:* answers* yes Linda? 

Linda: I found your daughter Someone brought her to the hospital

John: really?! Is she alive? Is she ok?!

Linda: yes she is alive but she has very severe injuries to her face and the rest of her body but she looks completely different she looks like a reptile

Linda then hears John put the phone down and runs out the door

Linda: John?

A few minutes John runs into the hospital and into Kim’s room and hugs her

John:* hugging Kim really close* oh my little girl i thought I would never see you again!!

Kim: hi dad!

John: how did you get out?! I was told I had to pay them in order to get you back

Kim: well…

End of chapter





[mydaddykinnedjohnwinchester]

Live Blogging The S1 finale

i decided to write down all my thoughts (on paper, so i just retyped them here) as i watched the finale to appease my need to comment and or critique on whatever kripke has magicked up

THOUGHTS ON S01E21

I hate john so much GET HIM OFF MY SCREEN

this guy has been searching for the demon that killed his wife for the past 22 years and you're saying that ONLY NOW IS HE NOTICING THE STRANGE ASS PATTERNS????? the signs like cattle deaths and rising temperatures cannot compare to the things he has supposedly done in the past 20 episodes where apparently he's this mastermind who can hunt anything. unfortunately, we're just gonna be shown more and more proof that john (and sam) doesn't use their brain when revenge is concerned.

also why does him cursing feels so out of place??

That comment on sam's premonitions. Gods I can't take it I need him punched in the face so badly for that

also love how Dean takes every order and beating and insult to himself like a dog but the second john attacks sam, he instantly defends sam

God i hate how when dean and sam are having fights, john just tells them to stop and makes no move at mediating the actual conflicts. like yeah dude, good job on teaching your kids to repress and forget, I'm sure it's super healthy

Also icb he's taking the obvious bait from meg without a second thought. this guy kept being hyped up as the best hunter to the point of ditching his kids to be less vulnerable but a single phone call and he folds like a wet paper towel. like wtf the voice can even be faked and he makes no attempt to make sure of that when we know even monsters like the wendigo can mimic voices and he's here not thinking when it's a high level demon????

spn is so dumb at balancing character intelligence, knowledge, and survivability. i don't wanna be harsh but are you saying john really thinks he can trick a demon and his friends with some random fake ass gun. that or his IQ is below ground level

I WANT HIM TO DIE DIE DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!DIE I NEED HIM DEAD NOW

you know what I'm starting to be unable to ignore the fact that growing up watching spn caus your dad watches it religiously means that i can see damn well how hard it has impacted how he parented me and my brother. what? with him practically skinning john from the problem solving to the parenting and the reactions towards conflicts. not all ofc but like damn still

DOES JOHN REALLY THINKS THAT MEG IS GONNA BE ALONE OR SMTH

also I'm so proud of deans "if things go south, just get the hell out." I'm so proud of him i hope he starts applying it to himself more often and stop working himself to death like a dead man's horse

sam is so little sibling with the constant comments, awful ideas, and even awfuller questions. dean's got to be the worlds most patient and loving big brother COUGHS (codependency)

ngl i kinda hate megs acting. she gets the job done i guess. Actually, i just hate the way she's written from the dialogue and naughty girl persona. ig i cant be too harsh since its the first demon character of the show

the gun check scene was very dumb ngl. not the best work. the way meg didn't realise as soon as that bullet went through her corporeal form is so dumb. she should've been smarter than that. wouldn't change the goddamn thing in the long run anyways, would just make it less annoying to watch.

ik I'm being harsh here but like i fees as though they should be better at their job at this point. like the second that radio started going haywire, they should've booked it out of that car and go to the house asap. like i know its for cinematography and tension reasons but it just feels dumbbbb

dean always the one saving children...... I'm so insane about it

dean holding sam back from the fiery suicide. god i love that scene so much. every line that comes out of dean's mouth is practically gold there. the performance was amazing

dean the only one with a brain and a heart in his body that's why he's the shortest in the family

dean the only one in this family who's hunting for the sake of people who are alive. saving people instead of revenge when he's the one whos first and most victimised by the demons. I'm feeling insane

THOUGHTS ON S01E22

thank you dean for not idiotically trying to save your deadbeat sun of a gun dad the second you hear meg call. thank you for not falling for the same bait your dad so easily fell into despite him and your brother making it seem like the only right choice in such a situation is to eject your brain from your head. once again thank you for having your priorities straight

thank you for knowing when to change courses. thank you for knowing when to ask for help. yes this is a dean winchester appreciation post

I'm ngl jared padalecki's latin accent is so shit

their discussion about an innocent girl being trapped in there and it being an argument against exorcising the deamon out makes no sense. first, that girl is as good as dead the second she got possessed anyways even without falling from the 7 story building. and now? so what if the girl will die w/o the demon. you really think that having her body be misused and deformed while being forced to watch without any control is better than what would be eternal rest???? a fate all human must succumb to???????

OK I WROTE THAT LAST PART BEFORE DEAN RESPONDED BCS I WAS SO MAD AT THE SHEER DUMBNESS BUT OH MY GOD THANK YOU YES DEAN

ok remember the plane episode? in that ep, they said that after the demon's out, it's supposed to be in it's strongest form as it isn't contained in a body anymore but here they just straight up ignore it????

ok i know for a fact that moving a person with broken bones without proper prep technique and stuff is like one of the worst things you can do but ig neither of the winchesters went to med school

"I've got a Yorkie upstairs and he pees when he's nervous" I'm kissing kripke on the mouth thank you for writing dean winchester

with how much he loves saving people it would've been so easy to make dean want to be a cop but thank god they were a firemen outfit before the touch a cop one

IT KILLS ME, that the abuse and mistreatment john had dean went through has dug its nails so deep into deans psyche and body that even when things that he trusts show differently (the holy water test on john)he was still 100% sure his dad would never actly lovingly or be proud for dean saving his brother (also he would never say please lets be real)

I'm speechless. the Azazel monologue to his escape. the whole scene. GOD. i love it so much. it hit all the right spots, dialogue immaculately written and the amazing performance by the actors oh my god yes yes yes dig out those underlying insecurities that dean loves to hide behind the cold playboy persona aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh just amazing. the tension and rawness of that shoot me scene too GODS

that ending was a sure ticket to have their first ever next season and just proves again how deserving spn was of the hype and love it's gotten at the time

[sparklingpax]

Rambles about TFP Megatron

This is opinionated, based on speculation (is that the right word??) and memories of episodes and moments in books. Please don’t be offended and get angry at me. I’m literally writing whatever comes to mind about this. Also sorry if none of it makes any real sesnes; again, these are my thoughts as they come so those tend to be incoherent and,,,,,unconnected?? Idk um

So scroll along if you’re not interested but here I go :’D 

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I feel like I might get bashed for this (or not) but I really feel like Megatron in TFP is a tortured, misunderstood, haunted soul and I’m on his side as much as I am on the Autobots’ side. 

Idk some people think he’s evil just because and has no redeeming factors but I really really beg to differ,,,, (no im not inviting debate because I get too scared of arguing with people I respect everyone’s opinions so I’m not trying to impose this one!) 

He isn’t justified in the things he’s done, the many he has made to die, nor is he justified in any way for the physical and/or mental abuse of others, the top example being Starscream. However, I think we should point fingers at the initial corruption back on Cybertron, right after the whole “golden age.” 

There’s really no one else to blame except the corrupt leaders who put the caste system into being. If it had not been so, Megatron would have never been born as D-16, an unknown and unimportant energon miner with no real future other than eventual, imminent death. He has a right to be as angry as he was, and as ready and willing to kill and overthrow that governmennt. 

He took it too far, is all I have to say. 

That’s also the difference that led to Orion and Megatronus falling out of friendship and “brotherhood,” as well as the whole ‘not being named a Prime but Orion was’ thing. Optimus felt the same way--though you have to acknowledge that even he could not understand fully and truly the anger Megatron had felt. Orion Pax had never known being worth absolutely nothing, and having no prospects or future. He was a scholar, gifted with knowledge and a job. He was not a higher-up, of course, so he was not exempt from feeling frustration at the limitations of his particular caste. But I think that’s also what gave Orion the ability to see the whole thing through a more level-headed gaze. 

And that’s where it also isn’t fair to Megatron. How can you blame him for only having rage? He didn’t have a middlle-ground place like Orion did. He only had the “short end of the stick” his whole life. 

So....um......I rambled and I’m not really sure where any of this was meant to go. I actually only inteded to write maybe one or two sentences but um now it’s all this. ^^’’’ 

Again, I’m not inviting debate because debating and arguing makes me really,,,,really nervous. I’m just having some thoughts..and I can totally understand the valid reasons people have to not feel that Megatron is a good character at all, and that he doesn’t have a real motive and is simply just “evil.” I respect that. I disagree, but I see your points ^//^ 

Just been thinking about this stuff lately, been watching episodes of TFP, reading the novels again....I really do feel bad for him, even though I am aware that what he did was wrong. I can’t help but feel like I should defend him, at least laying out the reasoning he had--though flawed in the end--and how he felt to give a little perspective. 

And one final thing, if you wish to make a claim that his anger about being a slave is not real, and that he uses it as some sort of twisted “card to play” as a justification, just wanna bring this up. You’ve see the movie right? Regardless of whether you think it was a good or bad movie (I really enjoyed it but thats just me ^^’’) there’s a part at the end where Megatron says the Decepticon cause is finished, and that because he now knows the “true meaning of oppression” he no longer wants to inflict it on others. There are probably other ways to interpret this, but the way I see it is that he really may have lost himself a little when fighting the war. But being possessed and commanded by Unicron woke that up again. He’d been in command for so long, he himself forgot how much a leader could hurt their own troops, or what it felt like to be stepped over--to be hurt and insulted because you cannot do anything about it. When he tries to fight back against Unicron, it’s not because of the petty reasons of simply “wanting the power” or hating not being in charge, but I think he was enraged at being seen as a slave again. Something he’d fought a war for millenia to ensure never happened again--to him or anyone else. 

And I think he also finally re-understood the last part of that statement. 

That’s why when he was freed, he ended the war right then and there, and left--never to be heard from again. 

I have no proof for these statements really, but I think it was purely guilt at having forgotten this war was not just about his own anger at injustice, but also to fight for the others who also felt as he did--his other, fellow Decepticons. 

This is not really to say he is sorry for how he treated some of them, since he is a problematic dude and has his own reasons he’ll stick to if confronted about what he did to, say,  Starscream or Starscream’s seekers when he tried to get Starscream to fear him. Or the many vehicons he didn’t care a single bit about. But I think the key is that he did change as a character--because he finally understood. 

He now has more perspective, and I think that’s why he isn’t really “just an evil character” who “has no real cause,” but someone who suffered so much and then had nowhere to go or anyone to really look to for help or guidance when his rage was handed a sword and hundreds of followers. Given his background, what else could he have done but lead them all forward in a fight? 

He really didn’t start the physical war himself, either. But he took it on as his responsibility and obligation to fight. 

Even Optimus--or Orion, at the time--his first and only friend that he pushed away, could never understand. No one but his fellow decpticons, especially the ones from the lower ranks, would ever understand the true essance of the cause of being “Decepticons.” 

Though he was bullshitting Optimus when he gave the reason for the name, I feel like at the same time, that was what he genuinely believed--that the cause of Decepticons and his fighting this war was branded as wrong and their beliefs were all lies. Megatron probably, deep in his spark, felt that if such things were branded as “lies” when they are really the truth, then he was proud to wear such a badge. 

And when he ended the cause, I think what he meant was that he was ending his involvement in it, for he himself had failed to uphold what Decepticons really stood for through all the murder and oppression he caused, blinded by his emotions. Therefore, the only sensible, just thing to do was to leave. To go somewhere else. Whether he hoped someone else would lead them or not, we will truly never know and I have no intention to make any guess to that. Only Megatron himself could tell us that. 

Both Megatron and the decepticons were not justifiied in the things they did, but if you can at least take in why they did those things, maybe you won’t dismiss them as simply “bad guys for the sake of being bad” and understand that they had a story too...

[paranoidpoltergeist]

Starscream is genuinely such a tragic character because as much as he's just kinda crazy every iteration has something that just makes u feel so bad for him.

IDW Starscream is something I couldn't scrape the surface of if you gave me 107 days. G1 Starscream's is not only mainly just used for comic relief the poor guy, but he lost his partner who then turns around and in his eyes betrays him. I mean Skyfire had every right to go "what in the fuc" and dip but the fact he went with Starscream in the first place tells me that somewhere along the way something happened to make him go coocoo.

In prime he was seemingly manipulated into joining the Decepticons and then constantly talked down to. From my perspective it honestly just seemed like Starscream was after praise or recognition which he never gets, now if this is because Megatron's a dick or because of the dark energon idk. I mean he kept the Decepticons afloat the entire time Megatron was gone chasing what was by all accounts a myth and did more then we saw Megs do THE ENTIRE SERIES. He managed to kill an Autobot, we never actually see any casualties and they've got a steady flow of energon.

I mean even in RID his main goal was to just kill Megs and tbh if I'd been beat down over everything I did, even if it was wrong bc I personally thought it was the right way to go about it, I'd be majorly pissed too. Yeah he wants control of the Decepticons but(and feel free to correct me if I'm wrong it's been a very long time since I've watched prime) I only remember him actually attempting to kill Megatron once or twice. Sure he was self serving but just bc he wants respect.

Bayverse Starscream was just the saddest thing I've ever seen. He could breathe and Megatron was drop kicking him off a building, didn't even get to be the treacherous sic jeez💀

Dude the WFC Trilogy was so wild idek how to word it so kind of a take on his character as a whole here. It was weird and characterizations were way off but I actually liked Starscream. He was still the guy we know and love but with a neat twist. He still had that tragic feeling to him especially getting traumatized and all but Dinobot telling him everything he went through wasn't an excuse to hurt other people was just *chefs kiss* bc it's really not. As tragic as Stars character is it's not an excuse for him to hurt the people around him. I mean no matter how bad I can feel for Prime Screamer he still used and manipulated everyone around him(Knockout for one). This is in no way me trying to justify or make him a good guy, a character can be tragic while still being a bad person. Somebody get him in therapy lol.

Oh man and don't get me started on the Unicron Trilogy Starscream. Probably the most tragic of them all, poor guy did not deserve any of Megatrons abuse. Allow me to let him speak for himself "I tried to gain favor from you, but nothing was ever good enough. No matter how many battles I fought, you always found fault." He really just wanted recognition, he literally sacrificed himself just so Megatron could get it through his thick head he needed to team up with the Autobots, and I recently had someone point out to me Starscream probably could have done some damage to Unicron with Swindle but he knew he was gonna die and he didn't wanna drag his mini-con down with him. Just ow.

Animated Screamer was just wild idek what he was on I can't defend him lmao bro opens the show trying and almost succeeded in killing Megan. I'd comment on Cyberverse if I could but I haven't actually got to watching that yet whoops. I feel like I remember seeing a clip of him talking about wanting the respect he deserved which honestly could have been his ego talking or really sad idk, but back to what I was originally saying.

Almost every time he shows up and you pay him any attention besides comic relief he's a super tragic character and it's not only what makes him one of my favorite but it makes me sad when I see people completely disregard everything but whats on the barest of surface levels. I feel like that's all Micheal Bay did he remembered Star being comic relief and so thats all he was. He's like an onion for lack of a better analogy, got a million layers, might make u cry, and you either love him or hate him. He could be such a compelling interesting character like with IDW but no one wants to look below the surface AND I GET IT 9/10 were literal children's shows so they're forgiven but Micheal Bay is on my hit list for that one.

edit: bro if this makes absolutely zero sense I literally wrote and posted this at 3am and then just scheduled it at a normal time for reasons I'm not actually 100% on so sorry💀

[meowmeowmessi]

When I see, “bury your gay” and “they silence you” regarding Dean’s death, I just whjdbfudjfbf. What??? Dean’s a straight, white man in canon, what are they talking about? It’s like reading a fanfiction on Dean meeting Bigfoot and then complaining that there was Bigfoot erasure in the finale holy shit.

Bigfoot erasure ahsjahahsgsf I'm wheezing nonnie 😂😂😂 The thing is that they don't even SEE that Dean is a straight, white man in canon (well they see the white part at least because two WHITE dudes making out is their fetish so the white part is vv important for them lol). They have their pink shirt meta, their cake meta, their bi lighting meta, their "John beat the gay out of Dean!!!!!" meta, and their "Dean's hypermasculinity is actually him repressing his feelings for the gay angel" meta to back them up you see. Them complaining about the bury your gays trope is utter nonsense because they sure as hell weren't complaining about it when Cass got sucked into mega hell (he's not gay but since the hellers have abandoned all logic to make him so I'll just pretend that he is for the sake of this argument). Total silence on their part too when Stands was advertising their laughable and frankly eyebrow raising "You can die 15 times but you can only be gay OnCe" merch lmao. And the whole "they silenced you" deal... again, no "silencing" going on as Cass and Dean aren't gay. Or bi. Dean is canonically straight (as you've said so yourself nonnie), and Cass isn't even HUMAN. He's literally a celestial beam of light. And he's in love with Meg. And in his human form he's only ever had sex with f e m a l e s. So there were no gays to "bury" or "silence" in the first place lol. They're appropriating activist language as a shield to defend themselves and put themselves on a moral pedestal. Because the truth is that they just wanna get off watching two white dudes make out but that doesn't sound as wholesome now does it? 

[chuckbass-love]

Why Him? | Ransom Drysdale | Part 9

A/N : Here is part 9, this is a shorter part. 

Disclaimer: My work is not to be posted anywhere else other than my Tumblr, Wattpad and Ao3. However, reblogs are welcome.

I hope you guys like this. 

Why Him? MASTERLIST

Ransom’s POV

I wake up to a loud knocking on my front door, i sit up and look to the other side of my California king bed to find that Claudia isn’t there. I shove on some boxers and head down. I hear the door open and a familiar voice. My mother’s voice. “Ransom honey, there you are. We’ve been calling you” i roll my eyes as i kiss Claudia’s forehead “Morning doll” she smiles “Morning”. 

“Ransom, don’t ignore your mother please” dad pipes up “I don’t have anything to say” i walk off into the lounge, sitting down on the couch. “Ransom, last night was horrible. We need to sort it” Claudia offers them both coffee to which they decline “No thank you sweetie. Ransom, we feel bad about letting it happen and best believe your grandfather gave them a stern talking to” words that come out of their mouths mean hardly anything to me anymore. 

“I couldn’t care less how they speak to me at this point mom, it’s Claudia that deserves an apology. They treated her as if she was some hooker that i bought home. Like trash. She’s my girlfriend for Christ sake” Claudia walks over to me, sitting beside me, her hands resting on mine. Calming me down instantly. “Claudia do you mind if we have a word with you in private?” wearing nothing but my cable knit sweater and booty shorts that are showing way too much ass, she heads over, they lead her into another room.

Claudia’s POV

“I’m so sorry about how my my brother behaved last night. His behaviour was unacceptable and we’re sorry you didn’t get the welcome you deserved” Linda explains. I can see the embarrassment on her face. “He warned me this would happen. I didn’t quite understand him as a person until last night. I feel bad for him knowing he’s had that negative impact for god knows how long” she nods her head in agreement.

 “You’re absolutely right. We’ve been dealing with this for as long as i can remember. He has a way of getting under people’s  skin sometimes which is no excuse for how things went down. Walt’s outburst was completely unprovoked and we want to make it up to you. Would you be willing to convince him to come over today?” i sigh “I’ve seen how you are with him in the short time that i have seen you together. You managed to calm him down just now and last night the way you defended him. I can see he’s besotted” she pleads some more. I take a deep breath “I’ll try my best but no guarantees” she leans in for a hug and so does Richard. “The mansion, 2 hours. Hope to see yu there” they walk away, bidding Ransom a quick goodbye before leaving.

“What did they have say for themselves?” he scoffs as he gets himself a drink in the kitchen where i’m stood. “They were apologising, asking if we would go back round in 2 hours, to try again” he shakes his head. “No way, i’m not letting them take another whack at you” i cup his face with my hands “Please, just try. Plus like you said, i can hold my own” a smile forms onto his lips. I kiss him passionately “Please Ransom” he breathes out, turning his head away before agreeing. “But if it gets heated. We leave” i kiss him once again. “Deal”.

He grabs onto my ass with a tight grip “Those shorts might as well be panties, your ass is hanging out” i wink at him “Well you like the view dont you?” he chuckles “That i do, doll”.

We get ready and i decide on a no make-up look this time around. I’m too lazy to bother.

We pull up to the mansion and we both get out to make our way inside. “Ransom, Claudia. You came” i greet them all with a fake smile. Trying my best to hold my tongue. I greet Harlan with a hug. “Come, sit down in the lounge” he invites. I take a seat in-between Joni and Donna. Ransom sits on the arm chair opposite me. he flashes me a wink when we lock eyes. 

“So... what was the invite for?” he asks, intrigued to see what they want. “I think some people here have something to say to you both” Ransom looks at Walt, whose head is bowed. “I’m sorry about my actions last night, it wasn’t acceptable” he looks up at Ransom who just glares at him. 

“I couldn’t care less about how you speak of me. It’s not me you should be apologising to” he nods towards me. Walt looks my way “Claudia, i apologises for my actions last night. I never set out to upset you. Can we please start fresh?” i can see Ransom smirking, i take it Walt never apologises. 

I fake a smile “I won’t say that your actions were okay but i can move past them and start a fresh” he smiles and we all go to move on but Ransom stops us. “Meg, are you going to apologise” she furrows her brows at him. “Don’t think i didn’t hear you laughing at Walt’s comments and you Joni” Joni denies it. “Ransom, whatever you thought you heard, you’re wron-” he rolls his eyes “Up your ass Joni” my eyes widen as they get into a domestic. “I might have laughed and for that i apologise Claudia but my mom didn’t” she swears. “Matter of fact, eat shit” i stand up from my seat and pull ransom out of the room. He continues to make comments as i pull him away. 

“Babe, you promised to behave” i drag him into Harlan’s study. “Why did you pull me away?” i push him against the door. “Will you quit the attitude” he pulls me closer “Oh you wanna get rough doll?” he raises a brow and i pull away from his grasp. “No, this is merely me putting you in your place. They have apologised. As much as i hate how they acted i’m not about to have your family hate me” he walks closer to me. “Okay, i’ll try. i promise. Can we just get this meeting over with” i unlock the door and we return to our seats. Linda gives me a surprised look when Ransom apologises for wrongfully accusing Joni. What can i say, i’m like magic.

I check my phone for the time to discover that it’s 9:00pm. We ended up staying for lunch and then eventually dinner. They got monopoly out and i can’t resist a good board game. Me and Ransom decide to leave being as i’m back at work tomorrow and i need an early night. I say goodbye to everyone and we head out to the beamer. “What time are you in work tomorrow doll?” he grips my thigh “I’m in at 8:30 why?” he looks at me occasionally as he responds “I just wondered if you wanted to stay at mine tonight. I can take you to work and pick you up”  all my stuff is at my place “I can’t all my clothes are at mine but you can stay at mine though” he agrees and we arrive at his place so i can collect my stuff and some clothes for him.

Ransom’s POV

I head upstairs as soon as we get to Claudia’s place so i can shower before we head to bed, she stays downstairs in the kitchen to have a hot drink. I wash my hair and body quickly before i step out, wrapping a towel around my waist. As i come out to go to her room i hear giggling coming from downstairs. “James, omg no. You don’t understand, it’s massive. The man ruins me” i smirk to myself, knowing full well what she’s talking about as i head to go change.

I dry off, putting some boxers on and i make my way downstairs. I hear her laughing again, almost as if she’s having a fit. “On a scale of 1-10 how good is the sex?” she shushes him “Be quiet, he could overhear. I’d say over 10. You don’t understand. It’s like he’s a porn star or some shit. And that dick just drives me crazy” i see her blushing as i poke my head round the corner. “You totally love him” she waves him off. “I don’t but it’s definitely heading that way. He’s not like Jordan at all. He’s kind and caring and he fucks me so good. I just- i really think he’s the one” i can’t believe what i’m hearing. She’s falling hard. Hearing her admit it causes a huge cheesy smile to form on my lips.

I wait a couple of minutes before strolling into the kitchen. “Hey” i lean down to kiss her forehead, playing coy and pretending not to notice the FaceTime call that she’s on. “Ransom, this is my best friend James, James meet my boyfriend Ransom Drysdale” she wraps her arms around my torso as i stand there, chatting away to James.

He starts telling me some embarrassing stories of their drunken antics. Making me laugh so loud. Like the time he said that she swore at a nun in the street after bottomless brunch. “I was hoping you’d forget that” she pouts. “So, when do we all get to meet you in person Ransom?” i shrug, looking down at her. “Whenever this one is free, i’ll be available” we say goodbye to James and Claudia finishes her drink before locking up. 

“Swearing at a nun huh? not so very sweet and innocent doll” she slaps me playfully as we walk up the stairs. “I was highly intoxicated” i desperately wanna bring up what i heard but i think it’s best to leave it.

She brushes her teeth and does her skin care routine then she joins me in bed. “I hope you don’t mind the early wake up call” she checks “It’s fine, i’ll drop you off and then head back to mine for the day to do some work before i come get you” she smiles, leaning down to kiss me. “As long as you’re sure it’s no trouble?” i kiss her again “It’s honestly not” she sets her alarms for the morning and we lie down. I kiss her slowly, gliding my tongue across her bottom lip, asking for entrance. This kiss isn’t like the other ones we’ve had. There’s more passion there. I pull away and we decide it’s best to stop. I don’t want to get carried away with her. I plant a kiss on her forehead “Goodnight baby” she lays on my chest, closing her eyes “goodnight”.

[westcoastrry]

Tracing The Stars Chapter 4

Blair's POV

I was glad Harry found me today. I have never seen him look so stressed.

Harry was the type of guy who was carefree. He just kind of went with the flow and didn't let much bother him. So when he came up to me with that defeated look on his face, it was like someone went and kicked a puppy.

But I completely understood why he felt the way he did.

He had an immense amount of pressure on him to perform at his best when he honestly didn't even know what his best looked like.

Since his accident, he hasn't played a full scrimmage, and I could see how much it was affecting him. I honestly think he just needed a few kind words and encouragement. I was sure that he would make the team; watching him practice yesterday, it looked like he was getting better to his old self.

After Harry left, I stayed in the music room for a couple of hours not only to practice a couple of more songs for my college auditions, but I was freaking out because Harry and I touched again.

I don't know why it is so easy for me to be around him. Post Justin break-up, me would have lost my mind if I was holding hands with a guy, and honestly, I probably still would freak out to this day, But I wasn't holding hands with just any guy. It was Harry.

Ever since that night we talked on the field, and he took me to Gabe's party, I think I'm slowly developing a crush on him.

At the start of senior year, I told myself no boys because they cannot be trusted. They are dicks.

But could you really blame me for having a crush on Harry Styles? Not only was he the definition of dreamy, but he was way too sweet to me.

There was no possible way he could even remotely like me. I honestly don't think any guy would like me for me. I shouldn't read too much into Harry's kindness. He was like that with everyone.

I wasn't going to stop by tryouts before heading home, but I wanted to see how Harry was making out. So I headed down to the field and stood beside the bleachers. My eyes instantly found Harry. He was traveling upfield with the ball. He was playing striker, which didn't surprise me. That was his position sophomore year. Before a defender on the opposing team could swoop in and steal the ball, he shoots the ball, standing a couple of feet above the centerline, and with a curve, the ball lands perfectly on the left side of the goal.

Harry instantly runs to Gabe, jumping directly on top of him. Gabe seems equally as happy, embracing his bear hug.

Just as I was about to leave, Harry's eyes found mine, and he flashes me a wicked smile and mouths "thank you" in my direction.

I sent him back a quick smile and a wave, blushing at the fact that he even noticed me standing near the bleachers.

+++

Once I got home, I spent the rest of the day doing homework and working on college apps. I usually spent my days buried in schoolwork or working at Joe's, the cafe shop near my school. My therapist has been telling me that I should get out more and socialize with people. I've been thinking about telling her about how Harry and I touched.

She would be proud of me.

As I was finishing my work, I thought my mom knocked on my bedroom door.

"Come in," I yelled, focused on my laptop.

Instead of my mom, I see Megan,  dressed just as stylish as always a white crop top and a pink skirt.

"Hey, B! I hope you don't mind; your mom let me in."

"Oh, hey, Megan, it's no problem. What are you doing here?"

She takes a seat on the chair next to my bed before speaking. "Look, I just want to apologize for not being the best friend this summer. You completely ghosted the friend group right when you had your break-up with Justin, and I should have known something was wrong. I was a selfish bitch, and I just got caught up in partying this summer, and I'm so sorry because I have missed you so much."

I didn't hate Megan. We had been best friends for so long. Megan and I talking this summer was partially my fault, and I didn't want her to think our friendship growing apart this summer was because of her.

"It's okay, Meg. It's not your fault. I think I just needed to work out some stuff, but I'm glad you came over. I've missed you too."

"Blair, thank God you don't hate me!" Megan screeches, collapsing on top of me and pulling me into a hug.

"Alright, I love you too, but you are suffocating me." I squirm underneath her.

She giggles, pulling herself off of me. "You are coming to Gabe's party tonight, right?"

I scrunch my eyebrows at her. "Gabe is having another party tonight?"

"Yeah, the soccer team list comes out in an hour, and he has a party to get all the newbies drunk before their first day of practice tomorrow."

My first instinct was to say no, but then I remembered how much fun I had at the last party with Gabe and Harry.

Harry.

If I went to the party tonight, I could always ask him if he made tryouts. I could always text him and ask, but I could congratulate him in person if I went.

As if Megan was reading my mind, she speaks up, saying exactly what I was thinking. "Harry will be there."

Deny, deny, deny.

"Harry! What does that have to do with anything?"

Megan rolls her eyes, "Please, he was basically undressing you with eyes last night. You know we are not blind, right. Gabe and I saw you and Harry all over each other at the party last night."

"Harry is a friend. Plus, he would never go for someone like me."

Megan frowns. "What do you mean?"

I sigh, "We are talking about Harry Styles here. Did you forget I was on the cheer team once? He goes for girls who literally look like they belong in a vogue catalog. I look and dress like a homeless person."

"You dress like a cute homeless person, and Blair, I think you forgot. You are Blair Parker! Did you forget freshman year you had boys bowing at your feet! You still do!"

"I know, Meg, I know. I want to be freshman Blair again. I want to be confident in my looks, and I want to go to parties and have fun with you." I start to feel myself starting to break down, but I quickly take a deep breath to gain my composure. "I'm trying, Megan, I really am."

"Hey, do you wanna talk about it?" Megan asks, placing her hand on my shoulder. "What happened with you and Justin Blair?"

I wanted to speak. I wanted something to come out of my mouth. My therapist has been telling me that opening up to someone other than her might help, but telling people would mean having to talk about it. I wasn't sure I could talk about Justin and I without completely breaking down.

Megan seemed aware of my uneasiness. "Hey, you know what, it's okay. Let's not talk about that asshole. You are going to have the time of your fucking life tonight that I can promise you."

[little-shiny-sharpies]

2, 5 and 12 with blitzwing 👀 and 7 for mccree! (@robotlover)

@selfshippinglover

Ok I'm gonna make a separate post for Mccree later bc theres a lot and I'm just gonna do a few with him. Thank y'all for waiting on this!

1) what’s a Hot Take you have about your f/o?

Blitzwing would absolutely hesitate to love someone because he has self esteem issues and everyone always throws that out the window when writing him in a romantic scenario. Only when he's the character that's gotta be uwu depressed and romanticizing it is anyone noticing that. This bot has gone through a horror show and he would feel like a burden to whoever he has feelings for because he's just the crazy triple changer that no one respects or likes.

2) on what do you disagree with other fans of your f/o?

Ok this is a bit lemony for my blog but Blitzwing isn't a sex crazed power top and y'all need to get that through your minds, he's Ace or Demi. Yes I'm projecting but I'm still right bc giant alien robots canon don't have that "equipment" boo me all you want I'm still right.

3) did you used to ship your f/o with anyone before realizing you wanted to ship them with yourself? 

No actually! I have honestly never actually like.. shipped characters that weren't cannon. I've rarely liked romance in media. I have faint memories of shipping Fluttercord though..

4) do you feel like you have to defend your f/o all the time? 

I feel like most folks project so much onto him theres nothing left but on the other end there's folks who just made the stupidest things of how he's an uwu feral boi and I wanna yell underwater. There are a few things I agree with fanon about but those are very few things.

5) what’s the dumbest thing you’ve heard about your f/o, either on the internet or irl? 

The dumbest thing I've seen in canon and fannon is that he's an idiot. That just doesn't make sense?? He's shown to be a really smart guy in his first episodes even getting Ratchet into a chokehold forcing the autobots into a standstill until Megs calls him off. (Idiot move there boi)

6) what are some tropes that fan art of your f/o tends to follow? 

That his "personalities" have separate bodies and bicker with each other. Which.. doesn't really make sense. If anything he'd be happy to have someone who understands him.

7) did your f/o deserve better?

He got used in an experiment that caused him severe psychological trauma and we don't even know if he was a willing patient. He was a deadly opponent in the first season that got nerfed into a henchman buffoon and shit talked anytime someone brought him up. My man was treated as a trophy in his final scenes to further the political career of an authoritarian xenophobic jerkwad. My mans deserved so much better..

8) do you even like the source your f/o comes from or do you only watch it for them & nothing else?

Oh I absolutely love Transformers animated!! It has such a unique personality compared to other iterations and it has the smartest megatron. Its also the show that got me into transformers (other than the first bay movies which I like much less)

9) do you distance yourself from other fans of your f/o or their source?

In the beginning? No. I was completely fine with all the weird fannon interpretation and ships (and we'll fucking get to that) but I didn't think about it. Nowadays I stay away from anybody that draws blitzwing because if I go to their blog to see more, it turns out they've got 20 other posts tagged as bli***ee or interact with those who do or don't bother tagging ns//fw things

10) how did you feel when you realized “oh of course i had to like That Character”?

(Ok so I didn't really understand this one so I kinda gave 2 answers)

It was when I realized that he had the same emotional issues as me. Having BPD and living with folks with BPD is quite a rollercoaster but I saw so much of me in blitzwing I just wanted to be his friend at first and chill and then the emotions got so much deeper and now I've made fankids and we're happily married ksjdaksj.

But when I realized that he had the traits of the 3 main tumblr sexymen I had a "oh no, people are gonna be weird about him aren't they?.." moment but my heart was set anyway.

11) do you think it’s better to have a copious amount of content for your f/o, even with the risk of finding a lot of ship art, or better to have a lot less?

Oh god this is a tricky one because either 1 when the art isn't a ship and just him he's looking sad or bored or he's insane and never a nice wholesome happy or 2 its ship art. So uh ima say quality over quantity.

12) aren’t you tired of being nice? this is an excuse to rant.

LET'S FUCKING GOOOO!! Listen. LISTEN. I get loving Blitzwing. I fully get it. I also understand having a childhood crush on Bumblebee. Because I had that, as a *child*. Because Bumblebee behaved like a child. Because as a child. I enjoyed his antics. See where I'm going here? It's not that I don't like seeing Blitzwing shipped with other characters! Its really not! It squicks me a bit but it's totally ok! It's the fact that it's with a character who's supposed to be a little brother to the bots and the same age as Sari! Really any ship with Bumblebee or Sari feels very fucking *Yikes*. Not to mention the fact that it's always painted Blitzwing as someone to be fixed, someone who needs to change who they are to fit the wants of someone who showed them the slightest iota of kindness that he's so desperate for and that said person is an irresponsible child that could rival Blue from Fosters Home for Imaginary Friends, or it treats him like a beast that should be controlled by said child. It feels so ableist at best and pedophilia at worst and I'm so upset that more folks don't see it.

(Also want to add that the person who popularized the ship is known to draw porn of underage characters. Ya'll really love rose glasses to hide those red flags for the sake of "good" art huh?)

[bree-sasbdb]

Meeting Lassiter - TL Fun

Lassiter: *Hmmmm.... what to do, what to do.... so many choices for a deity-in-training.*

Bree: *Kiehran had been crying all day so when night finally came I bundled him up and got out his stroller so we could go for a walk. Plus the puppies could use it too. I put on my coat, hat and gloves and we set out for the park.*

Lassiter: *Just as I'm contemplating heading back to the manse and starting a Meg Ryan marathon, I see an unescorted female and her young on the sidewalk headed towards the park. Doesn't she know that's dangerous? But...she hasn't asked for help....but then the Brother's don't usually either. Choices, choices.... damn it, there needs to be a deity handbook or something for situations like this. Well, I'm just gonna go with my gut. I de-mat and reform behind a tree just inside the park. Stepping onto the sidewalk as she starts down the path, I kneel in front of the stroller and coo...* 

Aw, what a cutie. *grins as the puppies swarm me* Nice pups too.

Bree: *As soon as we started walking Kiehran calms down. I watch him look around in wonder at the way the snow glistens and looks. I love seeing the wonder on his face and hope that I can keep that from changing for as long as I can. We enter the park and we are almost to the playground when someone suddenly demats in front of us. It startles me and I see Kiehran staring at the person. However as he speaks Kierhan starts cooing in return and the puppies start jumping on him I don't feel fear. I'm not sure why I don't but until he does something to make that happen I decide to be go with it. Although I am a bit cautious.* " Thanks. All three can be a handful at times.*

Lassiter: *Standing, I nod* I can only imagine. But you know, it's not safe out here for a female and her young. Lessers, and all. Where's your hellren? *Frowning, as it occurs to me she might be in the same kind of situation the female and child I'd helped before were. Since I started listening to prayers I'd found out that too damned many were. Well, if she is, I'll be seeing to THAT.*  He should be seeing to your protection.

Bree: *Looking down before forcing myself to look back up I meet his eyes as I say* "I don't have one. It's just me and my nephew Kierhan. Since he was restless all day I decided to take him for a walk. Thinking about it now I realize the danger but at the time I was just thinking of him. I guess its a good thing you came along. Long days make for clouded thoughts and mistakes like tonight. Though I haven't seen or noticed anything since I've lived in the area." *Thinking about how stupid this idea was now and realizing the real danger I had put us in I shiver and it has nothing to do with the cold.*

Lassiter: *I can almost see the chill run up her spine as she becomes aware of the possiblities. Smiling gently, I offer...* Why don't I walk with you? If you're ok with that. *And too damn bad if she isn't. I'll just ghost along behind her. But I'd rather avoid the possibility of having to do violence in front of the young and my appearance should be enough to send any one up to no good the other way. After all, 6'8" of muscled male in black leather -- yeah, I leave the spandex at home when I go out -- is usually enough of a deterrent to send most  bad guys looking for easier prey. And if it isn't, well, I'll deal with it.*

It's good of you to take care of your nephew all day. Are his mahmen and papa away?

Bree: "Thank you I would appreciate that. I'm Bree and this is Kierhan. The puppies are Mia and Jax." *Looking at the stranger I doubt anyone would want to mess with him and I'm pretty sure I saw a bit of a bulge which I take to mean he's armed. I can't help myself from thinking he's more apt to have troubles with females rather then any male. I smile as the thought goes through my mind. When he mentions Kiehran's parent's the smile vanishes.* "My brother was killed with my parent's and his mahmen died having him. I'm all he's got and he's all I got."

Lassiter: Ah.... I'm sorry. *falling in beside her as we begin to walk again.* That's rough for both you and the little guy. They left you secure, though, right? Maybe enough you could hire a doggen to act as an escort when you go out like this? Or ask a friend to come with you? A  male friend?

Bree: *As we walk along I think about the best way to explain things too him, finally I settle on just telling him the truth.* "Well we should be comfortable but the male my father left in charge of overseeing the estate is being an ass. He only gives me so much money each month and  refuses to let me live in my family's home. He tried to become my ghuardian but in the will my father had listed my brother as my ghuardian so I convinced him letting me take my nephew and live where I wanted would be a good idea. Had I let him become my ghuardian he would of forced me to marry his son who is a lecherous drunk  and an abusive asshole. I would rather live on the street than be forced into that. I'm not sure why but something about all of it feels off to me and the way Marsden, the guy who controls the estate, is acting makes me seriously doubt anything he does. I'm thinking I may need the King's assistance because things aren't adding up. I do have two doggen's and they have helped so much but both were up all day as well so I let them stay home. As for a male friend I thought I did but he's  disappeared. I don't think he was ready for Kiehran to be in the picture. I haven't had much time since then to meet anyone else."

Lassiter: *My frown deepens as I take all this in.* Your ghardian is taking advantage of you. Wrath wouldn't like this and if Beth knew, well, Wrath really wouldn't like this. You need to petition the King. He's doing a lot to modernize the old laws and recognizing females as oh, I don't know, competent, sentient beings, maybe? is a critial component of that. *shoving my hands in my pockets and walking in silence for a few moments before continuing as I contemplate what could cause a male to bail on a female he cared about and the presence of a young didn't seem like something that should. Young were precious to the race. Finally....*

I don't know why a guy would jump ship over a young. But I do know that sometimes things out of our control happen. I wouldn't completely write him off until you know for sure. But until you do...*stopping and gently taking her arm to stop her* give me your phone for a second.

Bree: *Hearing him call the King and Queen anything but by there titles made me wonder if perhaps he wasn't a member of the Black Dagger Brotherhood. He was built bigger then most males so it made sense.* "I actually just confronted Marsden the other day because I went to my family's  house, things had been moved around and some were missing. I told him to return the items or I would go to the King. He turned white. For some reason I can't see he doesn't want me to get the King involved. It worked because he returned the items to me. He claimed he was just having them appraised but my parent's had just had everything appraised two months before they were killed. Since he returned the items to me my minds been racing trying to see what I'm missing. I have heard about the King's more modernized approach. I'll definitely look into his assistance. I don't know why Si has disappeared and I'm not giving up on him but I can't live my life in a holding pattern waiting for him. If and when he comes back we can discuss things but until then I'm going to continue living my life." *Taking my phone out of my pocket I hand it over to him. Trying to figure him out as I do.* "Here ya go. I'm sorry I never got your name."

Lassiter: *Taking her phone, I enter two phone numbers into her directory* The first number is to the Audience House. Call it and set up a meet. You can either petition to have this guy...Marsden, you said? Yeah, Marsden, replaced as your ghardian or to have it revoked entirely. Frankly,  you strike me as a sharp cookie. Acting as full-time mahmen to little Kiehran here might keep you busy enough to need to hire a lawyer and a business manager to work with you, but you don't need a keeper. The second number, *looking up from the phone and grinning* Is me. Lassiter. You call me if you need ANYTHING, from taking this little guy to the park to punching somebody out for you. I'm an equally opportunity friend.  *Handing the phone back to her* Got it?

Bree: *Taking my phone back, smiling* "Its nice to meet you Lassiter. Thank you for the number to the audience house. I had heard of it but I wasn't sure how to reach them. I've done a good job of keeping things going since my family's death. Though after dealing with Marsden I'm  not sure that I would trust anyone else to take care of things. I appreciate that. My father and brother had been teaching me how to defend myself but I haven't done much since I transitioned. Although I was able to put Marsden son, Trahern on his ass after I confronted his father." *grinning as I said that I continue,* "But I will definitely keep that in mind." *Bending down to grab Kiehran's toy I notice that his cheeks are getting red.* "I think I better take this little guy home. Wanna walk with us?"

Lassiter: *Smiling down at her* I wouldn't have it any other way. *As we turn around to walk back to her home my mind begins to turn things over. How much am I allowed to interfere here? My gut wants to jump in and take this Marsden and his scumbag son and drop them off the edge of the Grand Canyon. They might be able to control their fear enough to demat before they hit bottom, but then again they might not. Small loss to the race if they didn't, but somehow, I don't think the Creator would approve. On the other hand, I'm not going to let a female be hurt. Sighing internally, I realize that I have to wait until she makes her choices about what to do. But if she does call on me for help, then yeah, that's right up my deity-alley. Absently, I comment* 

I think little man is getting another tooth. *hastily adding, so she doesn't catch on how I know* He seemed a little drooly when we were getting to know one another and that could be what made him fussy today.  

*As we reach the edge of the park, I ask* So where do you live?

Bree: "Yeah he's been teething for a bit. I'm hoping they'll cut through soon because so far since he started teething all he wants is to be held by me. I've walked so many laps I'm starting to wear tracks in my carpet." *As we hit the road I turn toward our house* "We live this way it's just a couple streets up then we turn right. So what has you out on this cold night?" Wondering what had him out in the seemingly empty park this far away from downtown.*

Lassiter: *shrugs* It just seemed like a nice night for a walk. Cold air clearing my head and all. 

*That my head needs clearing after I've done my daily evaluation of pleas and petitions to the VS has to go unsaid. And yet it does. I get frustrated at the things I'm not allowed to just step in and fix, like her situation, because free will and all and then sometimes I just get plain pissed off.*

It feels good to be in the quiet and the park in this neighborhood is quiet.

Bree: *grins* "Yeah it definitely is quiet. Sometimes like tonight I forget the danger. Tonight it was because of his crying but I admit there have been other nights where I've walked the dogs through it alone. Since my best friend was mated we don't see each as often so I spend my  time as I walk the dogs thinking. Probably a lot more then I should, I've had to catch myself. Sometimes I think so much I forget to watch my surroundings. My dad would be disappointed about that because for as long as I can remember he always taught me to be aware of my surroundings and be prepared for anything." *Looking down as we reach my street* "I have to do better then this." *Turning the stroller and crossing the street.*

Lassiter: *glancing both ways as we cross the street, I almost stop, that deity knowledge stuff that I get sometimes kicking in. As we walk towards her house, I stop her by taking her wrist*

Look, don't walk the dogs until this stuff is resolved and don't go out alone. The dogs can do their business in the backyard. Just throw the ball around for them if they get antsy. Little man will be ok sitting in a bouncy watching them play. Or have the doggen walk them. And don't go out alone. Take someone. Or call me. Just watch your back, ok?

Bree: *Looking up at you and seeing the real concern you have for me,* "Okay I will." *I look into your eyes and try to decipher where all this concern is coming from. There's something there but I can't seem to put my finger on it. Lately it seems I can't put my finger on a lot of things. Suddenly an image of the man from Marsden office to mind and his reaction to me. I look down hoping to hide my sudden feeling of fear and confusion. None of this makes much sense but I do know that he is right to warn me. It seems as if my parent's death put something in motion that I can't stop but I have no idea what.*

Lassiter: *I can see what's happening, and all the different roads it could go down depending on her choices, but I can't do a damned thing until she chooses and I can't see just what she /will/ choose. But those choices will decide whether both she and Kiehran live or die. Squeezing her arm urgently...* Just keep your eyes open. Be aware and in the moment at all times. And if you call my phone and can't get me call the Audience House and ask for help, ok? Promise.

Bree: *Feeling the urgency in his squeeze of my arm I look back up at him.* "I promise you I will!" *As we start walking again towards the house I kept help but think that I know Lassiter from somewhere. As we reach the house I stop and look up at him again.* "This is us." *I reach  out and place my hand on his arm. Hoping that my eyes show the sincerity of my words.* "Thank you for walking with us. I means a lot that you took time out of your night to help us."

Lassiter: It was no big deal. *smiling* It was nice to have company and *squatting down beside the stroller and taking another look at the now drowy young* to meet little man here. 

*Standing back up, I step back* I'm just gonna stand here until you get inside and I hear the door lock ok?

Bree: *smiling* "Yeah that's okay. Thanks again." *I walk to the stairs and turn around so I can pull the stroller up the steps leading to the door.  Nerville opened the door and quickly came to help me. I waved to Lassiter as I shut the door and lock it behind me.*

Lassiter: *Hearing the lock make a resounding click as she turns it settles me some but I always knew this wouldn't be the night that her life turns on. But it's coming. 

Heaving a sigh, I turn from the door and look up at the sky and yell*

You know, this would all be a lot  

easier without ALL THESE RULES! 

*huffing out my irritation, I demat back to the mansion. I've lost my taste for Meg Ryan tonight, but maybe I can substitute the Rocky movies. I'm in the mood to punch a few things.*

#Meeting Lassiter

#TL Fun

#SASBDB

#SaintsNSinners

[deans-baby-momma]

Rebel Without A Cause-Ch 11

“Two nights in a row?” Benny ponders aloud. “Two gigs and no worthy pussy? Chief, I think we’ve hit a slump.”

Benny is sprawled out on another sofa, in another hotel room, in another town, another concert in the books. Dean sits across from him in a chair, both consuming the booze the band always requests to be in the room after their shows.

“It’s this town,” Dean answers. “Everyone is so straight-laced and up-tight. We gotta get out of Hobson. Fuck, we gotta get out of Montana. Ain’t nothing here.”

Dean sits up and reaches for another bottle of liquor- this one in a brown bottle-and takes a long pull. He hisses as the liquid burns on its way down. ‘Whatever the fuck I just picked up has to be 100 proof’ he thinks as he eyes the label, Knob Creek, Straight Bourbon Whiskey. 100 Proof. ‘Yep, it’s 100 proof alright.’ He takes another smaller sip.

The door opens and the married couple of the band comes strolling in.

Meg holds up a brown paper bag and smiles. “We scored,” she announces with a smirk. “We got the good stuff.”

Dumping the contents on the table, amongst the empty and mostly empty bottles, Dean sees five dime bags of what he can only assume is weed and a couple of baggies of multi-colored pills.

“What the fuck? Where the hell did you get this shit?”

“So, Cas knows a guy who knows a guy,” Meg replies, pulling out rolling papers.

Four joints and a few handfuls of pills later, Meg looks over at Dean through half-lidded eyes. “Soooo,” she slurs. “Dean?”

“Yeah?”

“You dream about fucking me?”

In his drug-induced haze, Dean can’t tell if she is asking him or making a statement.

“So?”

“So,” she repeats. “You really want to know how my pussy feels, what it tastes like?”

Dean’s cock twitches in his pants. God knows it’s true. He has fantasized and jacked off to the thought of it. But she was married to one of his best friends. She was Cas’ wife! Dean knew it was wrong but he’d done admitted to it once, the truth was out there.

Benny chuckles. “Oh, he does. Let me just tell you. Our boy here-” Benny says, motioning toward Dean. “he got so damn hard last night, watching you. His load fucking soaked the cushions. Never saw anyone shoot so hard. Yea, Chief wants a taste of that snatch.”

Before Dean can comprehend what his drummer has admitted and try to defend himself, he finds his lap full of Meg.

“Dean, baby,” Meg coos as she runs her fingers through his hair, Dean leaning into her touch. “Cas and I talked about it and we’re good. We know we love one another. He knows he is the only man for me. But,” she pauses as she looks over at Cas, sitting nearby. “You’ve got my husband’s consent.” She leans down and whispers into his ear. “I wanna feel that huge Winchester dick in my pussy, stretching me, filling me up.” She nibbles on his earlobe before pulling back to look at his face. 

“Wha..what?” Dean asks, sobered up by her words. Did she really just say that? He looks over at Cas to see the dark-haired man smiling at him. With a nod and a wink of his blue eyes, Cas gives Dean the permission that he didn't realize he had been seeking. 

Dean grabs a handful of Meg’s ass and pulls her down onto his lap, so she can feel his thickening length through his jeans. His mouth meets hers at an accelerated pace. Their lips move along one another until Dean lightly licks along the seam. Meg opens for him and allows his tongue entrance. She tastes sweet and delicious, the bitterness of the booze mixed with her natural taste, almost sugary. He moans into the kiss as Meg begins grinding down on his hardened dick. 

Dean’s hands leave her ass and he wraps his arms around her body, pulling her closer to him. Meg’s own wrap around his neck and her fingers play with the short hair at the nape of his neck, causing goosebumps to erupt over his body. His hands move from her backside to underneath her thighs and he picks her up as he stands up, their lips never parting. Her legs wrap tightly around him. 

Walking blindly through the room, Dean stumbles until he comes to the wall where he pushes Meg up against it. She mewls into his mouth when he begins rutting against her core, his erection pushing into her clit. 

Kissing across her cheek and down her jaw, he mumbles. “I’m gonna fuck you so good. Fill you full of Winchester cock….right in front of your husband.”

Meg whines as she feels her pussy slicken at his words. “Yes, fuck me. Show me how good you can fuck.”

Dean presses his hips against her, holding her to the wall as he leans back and reaches behind and pulls his shirt over his head. Meg does the same and Dean is surprised to see her pert little tits exposed. He grabs both of them and squeezes, his thumbs rolling across the engorged pink nipples. Lowering his head, he takes one into his mouth for the first time.  

Meg’s hand comes up to the back of his head, holding him in place. He completely devours her breast as he takes the whole thing into his mouth. 

“Dean,” Meg moans out and the sound of his name coming out of her like that makes his dick jump and throb in his jeans.

“Meg, baby,” Dean whimpers as he kisses up her chest to her collarbone. “I want to taste your sweet little pussy.”

From behind, he hears Cas speak up. “Oh, it’s definitely sweet. That pussy is addicting, it’s like candy.”

Meg unwraps her legs from Dean’s waist and he lets her down slowly until her feet touch the ground. As soon as she’s stable, Meg makes a show of pulling her pants down along with her panties. Dean groans as he gets a look at her smoothly-shaven cunt, knowing that he’ll soon have his face buried in it. 

He drops to his knees in front of her as she kicks the garment from her foot. He lifts her leg and places it on his shoulder. From this angle, he can see her slickened petals and he leans in and inhales. The aroma of her arousal goes straight to his groin. He licks his lips and dives in, parting her lips with his tongue and immediately finding her clit. 

‘Cas was right,’ Dean thinks as he takes the first taste of her. ‘She is sweet and a little tangy. Reminds me of the sweet tarts we ate as kids.’ He begins circling her clit with his tongue, paying attention to the way her breathing hitches when he hits certain spots. The place to the left of her clit causes her breath to stop and start again so he makes sure to continue licking that way over and over. 

“Dean!” Meg screams out and he hears Cas chuckling in the background.

“He’s found her sweet spot,” Cas says, apparently giving Benny a play by play. Dean continues stroking over the sweet spot making Meg chant his name. He likes the way it sounds coming from her mouth. He could get used to it. He has to remind himself that she isn't his. This is a one and done. The pussy he is tonguing belongs to his best friend and bandmate’s wife. It should be taboo and it probably is but as Dean slides his tongue into her soaking hole, he couldn't care less. 

He can feel her walls try to clutch on the penetration but his movements are quick, his tongue snaking inside her wet channel only to retreat and make the loop back up around her clit. Dean can feel the hardened nub flutter at each pass. Finally deciding to give her body what it is begging for Dean wraps his lips around the quivering muscle and sucks as he slides two of his fingers deep into Meg's pussy, crooking them and easily finding that spongy spot inside and tapping it.

"Oh, motherfucking hell!" Meg screams not caring how loud she is or that her husband and their friend is watching her being devoured. "FUCK! Oh fuck….I'm gonna cum. I'm. Gonna. Cum!" she yells as her juices flow out over Dean's hand and wrist. Dean quickly replaces his hand with his face and drinks down everything she is offering.

"Mmmmm," he hums as he finishes licking around her pussy, tasting it all. He slides his cum-covered fingers between his lips as he stands, Meg's leg still thrown over his shoulder sliding to the crook of his elbow. "I'm going to fuck you so good, sweetheart.  You'll be so full of Winchester dick, you'll forget your own name," he whispers as he pulls his engorged and leaking cock from his pants, Meg looking down as he does.

Sure, she has seen Dean's dick numerous times; hell she has had it rammed into her ass a couple of times but knowing that she was finally going to get to be fucked with it made her get even wetter. Dean hasn't been the only one fantasizing about the two of them fucking but she would never tell Cas that. 

"Yes," she whispers as she reaches down and wraps her hand around the gorgeous specimen of the male anatomy. "Fuck me hard, fast and thorough.  I wanna feel you for days." She directs the tip toward her opening and lines him up. 

Before Dean can sink into her, Cas speaks up suggesting he put a condom on. Dean looks over his shoulder as his conquest's husband tosses him a square foil. "I really don't want to be raising a mini-Dean," Cas states as Dean rips the foil open and pulls the prophylactic out. Meg helps him roll the rubber on, pumping his dick a couple of times and re-lining it up to her pussy.

In one hard and quick thrust, Dean is buried inside her to the root. Meg throws her head back, meeting the wall as a scream escapes her mouth. 

Not giving her a second to adjust to the intrusion, Dean grants her request and begins a rigorous pace of pulling out and pushing back in, fast and arduous. She feels so good wrapped around him and with her leg still draped over his arm she is open and he can reach extremely deep. He swears he can feel her cervix giving with each thrust inside. 

His hands land on her hips and he holds her still with a bruising hold as he continues railing into her. This fuck was the best fuck he's had in a very long time. Although he is acutely aware that they're being watched, one of the voyeurs her husband, Dean puts his all into the act they are portraying.

He continues plunging into her, her moans and mewls music to his ears. "Dammit, Meg. Best pussy I've ever been in. So fucking tight around me, so wet and hot. I don't want this to end but I'm fucking close to shooting my load."

"Yes, fuck! I'm gonna cum too," Meg answers. 

Hearing Meg's assent, Dean starts concentrating on fucking into her to meet his end. That end occurs when he feels her walls clamp down on his dick and her juices coat him. He pushes in as deep as he can go, his cock jumping and throbbing as he spurts ropes and ropes of cum inside the condom.

He pulls out and away from Meg and her leg falls from his arm. He watches as her body slides to the floor, a wide smile on her face.

"That was ah-mazing," she pants as she slumps over. 

Dean smiles and turns to see Cas and Benny, sitting on the sofa, both cocks out and each man working their respective members in their own hands. He watches as they both reach their end and then saunters toward the bathroom to dispose of the filled rubber, happily whistling at subsequently getting to fulfill a longtime fantasy; fucking Meg and watching his best friends jerk off to the show they put on.

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Sweet Heat

Title: Sweet Heat

Fandom: The Dirt (Motley Crue Movie)

Summary: The reader is a blind blues singer, who when the owner of the club she's playing at tries to scam her, a certain rock singer steps in.

Note: Based on Jazz/Blues singer and blind imagines.

Warnings: Blindness, swearing, sex mention though not in great detail.

You have been completely blind since birth, you having learned a few tricks to help you get where you were going.  Your longtime friend and roommate Meg had been your escort for years.  When kids at school would pick on you, she was right there defending your honor and not afraid to throw hands.  As you grew older, you depended on her less and less, using techniques like counting your steps and listening to your surroundings.

At age twenty, you started singing professionally, eventually catching the ear of a club owner.  He promised to pay you fifty dollars a week for your voice to sing Friday-Sunday.  You thought it was a good deal for a few hours work at three days a week, so you agreed.  Of course you kept your day job, which were more than happy to provide accommodations so you could be successful.

Tonight, you felt a new set of eyes on you as you sang "Why Don't You Do Right?", swaying your hips with the soft jazz music.  All the musicians behind you knew you were blind, so when your song ended, one of them took you by the hand and led you to the bar.  Then as you were enjoying a vodka martini, you heard the seat next to you become occupied and the owner of the club Chazz speak to you.  "Here's your fifty bucks for the weekend" and put some bills in your hand.

Then from behind you, a younger male voice said "I think you need to count that money again, asshole."

On a Sunday night, the last place Vince wanted to be in was a jazz club.  It was his first time at a place like this, but his cousin Meg dragged him there to see her friend sing.  She had explained to him that you were completely blind and you could sing like an angel.  He was skeptical but agreed to go, and as soon as you opened your mouth he was completely smitten.  He was too shy to approach you at first, but Meg bought him to a few more shows when she saw that he was becoming twitterpated- the term for being in love that was used in the movie Bambi.

Your voice had a sweet heat to it, like cinnamon mixed with honey.  Just looking at you, he got the butterflies in his stomach and Meg grinned, knowing the look on her cousin's face too well.  When the saxophone player was leading you to the bar she teased Vince "Go talk to her!  She's just your type!"

He shook his head "Nah, Meg" he started walking away "She's too good for me...outta my league..."

Meg looked at him dumbfounded "Is THE Vince Neil walking away from a beautiful woman because he's nervous?"  she wasn't having any of that, so she pulled him over to you and pushed him towards you motioning him to make a move.

He was trembling over a girl for the first time in his life-you were drop dead gorgeous and talented to boot. Another new experience to him, was that he felt a little intimidated by you being so beautiful and talented.   He stopped only a moment when an older man approached you giving you money for singing at his club.  The man promised you fifty dollars, but instead it was only five one dollar bills.  That just pissed him right off, him being a struggling artist with his band himself making only twenty bucks a week.  "I think you need to count that money again, asshole" he looked at the older man in contempt.

Chazz looked up at him annoyed "What?  Mind your business, little shit" you recoiled, you had felt that Chazz was duping you and now this just confirms it.  

"You been stiffin' me on my money, Chazz?" your brows furrowed in anger.

At this point, the whole club was staring daggers at Chazz.  They knew he fucked up royally and they were going to defend you right until the end.  A brawl was about to start, and rather than stay and fight, Vince grabbed your hand and lead you outside to where Meg was already waiting.  She saw the expressions on your faces and said "What the hell happened?"

"Chazz has been stiffin' me on my money" you growled, then straightened up.  It wasn't like losing this gig was gonna break you, your day job being enough to pay the rent and other bills.  Besides, lots of other places were giving you offers to come sing at their venues.

"I knew that prick was up to no good!" Meg shouted.

Vince was really bummed, seeing as how he couldn't come see you sing with no venue.  Meg looked at him and said "Hey, Y/N my cousin Vince sings in a rock band!  I think they're playing at the Whiskey A Go Go on Friday!  Is it cool if we come, Vinny?" she gave him the glance and he responded.

"Yeah it's totally cool!  We go on at 11!" he laughed nervously.  Why was this one chick making him melt like butter?  Was she really all that alluring to him?  The answer was a loud, resounding unapologetic yes.

"We'll be there!" You promised, you had to repay him for his kindness at pointing out the owner was stiffing you.  When the day finally came, Meg helped you pick out an outfit and did your make-up.  "How do I look?" you asked her.

"Bitch, if I was a lesbian, I'd be all over you!"  you and her knew each other so well that you called each other derogatory names and knowing you meant it as a form of friendship, not to be mean to each other.  You two giggled at that and you grabbed your white walking stick, walking with Meg arm in arm.

The music was hot and high energy, a welcome change of pace from what you sang.  It even got you jumping around enjoying the beat.  When the set was done, Vince stopped you and Meg and sauntered up to you, a slight smell of liquid courage on his breath, but not too fucked up to carry on a conversation.  He seemed more at ease than the first time he talked to you and he finally got the balls to ask you on a date.  You accepted without hesitation, and he'd set up a late afternoon date the next day at an ice cream shop he loved.

During the date, you complimented "You totally killed it last night!  You sounded amazing!"

He chuckled "Well thank you" he put his hand on yours "You sounded and looked hot yourself" he took your hand and kissed it. 

You giggled and let him, thinking a moment before asking him "You know what I look like right?

"Yeah babe" he got closer to you "and you look ravishing..." he was trying to flirt with you but you grew really nervous.

"Well, I wanna know what you look like...and the only way I can do that is touching your face..." you looked down.  You remembered the first time you touched Meg's face after asking, she was a little put off by it but warmed up to you "if not, that's cool too...I just don't want you to think I'm a freak..."

He smiled and gently took both your hands and put them on his face.  He had slanting cheekbones, and full lips-from the feel of them you guessed he had an angel bow shape to them.  You felt his skin heat up, and yours did the same in response.  You then felt his hair, long and teased.  He let out a ragged, aroused breath and said "It's blonde..."

"Your lips are so soft..." you complimented.  If you didn't know better, you'd think you were feeling the face of a woman.  Meg had told you that some people thought Vince was more feminine and it was a sensitive subject for him, so you made it point to make him feel as manly as possible.

"Wanna feel them up close?" you heard the chair creak a little, indicating that he was leaning in for a kiss.

"Yeah" you said in a natural intoxicated state.  You had the desire for this man to kiss you, maybe do some more that just kissing.  His lips gave a soft peck at first, but he grew more daring and pushed his tongue in your mouth.

He broke the kiss and asked "Wanna get out of here?"

"You sure?" you asked "most dudes get really weird about me being..." you couldn't finish, but he didn't need you to.

"Hey" he picked up your chin "forget those shitheads.  They didn't want a good thing, to hell with them..." he began to kiss your neck, a hand slipping up your shirt.

You put your hand on him to stop him "Not here...take me back to my place...Meg's out until the morning for work..."  Your apartment was right up the street, so it wasn't a long walk.  After you locked the door back, you felt him hoist you up and ask for your bedroom. "Ten steps in, turn left..."

By the time you were done, he'd given you your first intense orgasm, making you cum multiple times as did he.  Now, you were cuddled into him, playing with his hair.  "Hey..." he ventured  "Sing for me?  Please?"

It seemed unlike him to be so nervous when asking for a favor, from what Meg told you he'd fuck any girl who let him but the way he timidly asked you this simple task made him seem childish, venerable.  "Any requests?"

"No" he let out a satisfied sigh "just sing..."

You thought about it a moment and went into a rendition of "My Mother's Eyes", though with your voice it sounded more like a lullaby.  By the end of the song, you heard him snoring softly in deep sleep.  You laughed and kissed his forehead "Sweet dreams, Vinny" before drifting off to sleep yourself.

It was 6am when Meg rolled in from her night shift at the bakery and grinned widely as she saw Vince's jacket hanging on the doorknob to your room.  She waited by the table in the kitchen and gave Vince a playful stinkeye when he rolled out of your room.  "You better not up and leave her like a booty call" she warned.

"Would you relax?" he rolled his eyes at his cousin "I gotta take a piss!" he went to the bathroom to do his business and went back to your room to wait for you to wake up.  When you did he said "Mornin' sunshine, have fun last night?"

"You know I did" you yawned and cuddled into him.

"Wanna go again?" he asked, kissing you deeply.

"Hell yeah" you laughed in his mouth, but you were stopped with Meg's voice in the door.

"You better not while I'm here! I need some sleep and I KNOW Vince gets loud!"

The both of you laughed and he got off you "Maybe next time" he said, kissing you more tenderly.  "Wanna be my girl?"

"Most definitely" you answered, laying your head on his shoulder.