#i loved this scene. it was so good! 🥺🥰❤

[tommygrace]

The people on YouTube are true fans of the show and what they say about the relationship between Tommy and Grace is beautiful. These are some of the comments:

"He didn't have great day, but the seconds he sees her his face lights up. And the way he keeps caressing her face , it melts the heart. He only did this with Grace."

"Grace is so adorable in this scene, she's the only one I'll accept for Tommy."

"Grace face expressipns just show happy she is marrying to tommy. Smiling and chukling more often than before... The actress nailed the grace character so well. You can feel her love for tommy."

"The way he looks at her and this soft aspect of him that we only see when Grace is around ❤️❤️"

"Grace was Tommy’s last light."

"He was never like this with lizzie and all the other girls."

"Tommy never got that happiness again after Grace's death. No woman could make that again not even Lizzie. I'm so sad Grace died so soon. They had barely a few moments of happiness😢"

"I like how she jumps on him at the end. Such natural chemistry between these two actors. Their relationship really felt real."

"Finishing the series and watching it again, its crystal clear Grace was the love of his life. He was just never the same without her 😢 he was so in love with her, both of them."

"The way he look at her.."

"I love the fact that after getting the Sapphire he decided to get a nacklace crafted for 'Grace' and nobody else... She was always on his mind..."

"She’s so happy to see him omg I love them."

"Yes. Everybody's talking about Tommy being in love with her but Grace was so in love with him too. ❤"

"They are perfection. This scene is just absolute cathartic perfection. From the fact she RUNS to greet him to the way that Mary admonishes her like a Mother. Arrow House was so fucking happy once. This was the life they deserved, he arrives home dead on his feet after being held hostage and he doesn't give a fuck because he's home. The way she's so excited for the letter is contagious and he cares, he genuinely CARES. He's not sat there mutely as she talks to him, he doesn't stop her from talking or distract her or come onto her. He sits and listens. He's just infatuated with her the - 'yes I am. I am.' Then the good wife comment and he's just like 'No.' Don't want a good wife, I just want you. It's just such a raw, intimate moment and the thought that this happened every time she came home soothes my little broken heart. How anyone can say she wasn't the love of his life or the best thing that ever happened to him I have no clue. She gave up her entire life for him and they built an empire in those two short years. Killing her off was a travesty and such a waste of both the character and the actress. Tommy was made to be with Grace and when she died, he died with her. He never recovered. Not with Lizzie or with the children, nobody. On a cold, dark lonely night it will be back here that he goes. Not back to his wife."

"The way he looks at her when he comes in 😩🥺🥺 it was a bad day but he knew she was home waiting on him 🥰🥰"

"She brought out the good and saw him as a man despite his power and position. They loved the parts of each other no one else truly did. His face lights up when she’s around no matter what. She was the one for him, nice to see that soft side of him."

"One of my fovourite scenes. They look so happy, paceful, soft...I miss their relationship😍"

"I really want her to come back... their chemistry is no joke... i want them to have their happily ever after."

"If Grace is in his arms then everything is alright for Tommy."

"I believe Grace's name is allegorical, since Tommy was the most happy n closest to peace while she was around him, which was for a very short time. The only 'grace' in his damned life."

"Thanks for uploading this scene. I loved when there were scenes of Grace and Tommy in their bedroom. I luv when Tommy said to Grace " come here" , so powerful, like I am your man and you are my woman. Also notice how that bedroom was set up so warm and romantic . The set crew really took time in creating this loving bedroom."

"She was his everything and his queen! He was at peace with her in his arms."

"So many people hating on Grace, but she was one of the few who called him out on his shit and snapped him out of his funk. She had seen him at his worst, when he was but a shell of a man striving to rise to the top. He was always most vulnerable around her and didn't bother hiding his true self because of this . The other women wouldn't have batted an eye at him, had he not been rich or influential."

"The change in him after 'tomorrow it will be just us'. He gives a little breath before calling her over like, 'just us' I've survived the day, now just the night and then 'just us'. Just us was all he ever wanted."

"This was the only time when he was at peace. With grace. The moment she died he was never the same."

"Man she is all he ever wanted. 🥺"

"When grace died Tommy was never really happy the rest of the show."

"This was the again after her death its clear that he will never love again, he will never be the person he was when he had her😔."

"I love how her name was Grace, since grace is the one thing Tom needed in his life and made him graceful to others- and when Grace was gone, grace was also gone out of his heart."

"Those words, and the context of who is saying them, make this scene a flawless example of what makes a man and a woman, together, creating something that wasn't there before."

"He was so full of happiness and joy 🥹."

"0:53 "Promise me, hm? A wedding vow". It melts my heart when she asks this, being so in love."

"The acting is incredible, especially her being in love with him. It feels so real, and the piano music elevates this; it emphasises their intimacy. Her love is so honest and pure."

"This scene kills me every time. They were just perfection. That smile at 1:40. The negotiated dance. The softness in him 😭 why she had to die I’ll never know. She could have been such an incredible instrument in the show. Amazing actress and character."

"Adore this scene. So beautiful and sweet."

I cried when she died , they were just perfect together. The only time Tommy was happy was with Grace."

"The part that killed me was after Grace was shot and she was dying in Tommy’s arms and they cut to a wide shot and we could see her almost caressing his back, soothing his pain as she died. Maybe it wasn’t intentional but, it was a very powerful touch before they cut away. Such a fantastic show…"

"Grace was his one and only❤…he was never the same without her."

"Their relationship from beginning to end gave me chills. They did so well with these characters and their chemistry and sexual tension."

"tommy explicitly said he doesn't believe in God, and confessing to grace in a church is something i perceived that she is the only one he believes in and will save him from his sins... grace is tommy's religion ❤️‍🔥"

"The chemistry between these two, Cillian Murphy and Annabelle Wallis, is electric. Fantastic actor & actress because I'm shocked they're not married in real life with how great this is. I wish they'd get more couple roles together! Another on-screen couple in recent times I've seen with this electric chemistry is Brandon Sklenar and Julia Schlaepfer in 1923, this stuff is mesmerizing to me."

"S1 is my all time favourite. Tommy and Grace were so special. This conversation was absolutely brilliant, pureness of their emotions (symbolised by the church) amidst the lies and dangers lurking over their heads. Her presence was heavily missed in s6.😢"

"Season 1 and 2 are the highlights of deep storytelling and fantastic writing. After that the story starts to get convoluted and it is the fantastic acting that keeps people hooked."

"A brilliant scene, simple yet melancholic. They spoke so succinctly, to the point that each and every word spoken is like its weight in gold. It's just so mesmerising."

"I think that’s the sweetest on screen kiss I’ve seen yet 🥲."

"I’m still so bitter about her death 😭 I know that Tommy isn’t meant to be happy, but I would’ve loved to see Grace’s character grow alongside Tommy’s. I also think that Grace, Ada, and Polly would’ve created an amazing bond and relationship. And they would’ve been lethal for the Peaky Blinders organization. When Mosley said to Tommy that he wanted to sleep with Lizzie when Tommy invited him over to Lizzie’s bday party ballet celebration, I’ve always wondered what Tommy’s reaction would’ve been if instead of Lizzie, it was Grace who Mosley wanted to sleep with. I’m sure he would’ve lost his marbles right then and there. Grace just brought out a different side of Tommy and I love seeing that contrast in a character (the good, the bad and the ugly ). Can’t wait for the movie, though! It’s going to be EPIC!"

"I want to cry, they were so pure when they allow their feelings to flow 💓😭💕".

"Grace and Tommy...A match made in heaven❤️."

"Tommy's swith was completly off after her death,he was never the same."

"I love so much these two together. ♥"

"I love them and miss them the most a lot."

"I loved every scene Tommy and Grace were with each other. They had great chemistry together. This couple could have had so much potential but instead the writer decided to break Tommy's heart and soul so early and make him live in hell for the rest of his life. 😭So sad."

"Poor Tommy she was perfect for him and her death tore him apart."

"I want to see them together, please give us a proper closure in the movie."

"I think it was wrong to have Lizzie and Tommy together afterwards. Grace was the high standard. No other female character can replicate Tommy and Grace’s chemistry."

"Here it is shown that Grace is always going to be the great love of his life. His mind is so damaged that just imagining Grace's ghost brings him to a state of peace, because she is the only one who can make him feel better."

"When she embraced him I was ready to burst into tears. Just bring her back! 🥺."

"Maybe my heart broke all over again."

"She is the love of Tommy's life and the love for his life too. Tommy was a romantic guy who laughed, but because of the trauma of war he became a gangster to take the pressure and survive. He never loved this life, he lives like this because it is the only way. In addition to making him forget the terror of war, she was the only one to present an alternative (for 2x). He would be happy and could work with horses and cars legally without worry."

"i think this is the best scene in the entire show... I was very moved by it and i rarely get moved by anything...it captured beautifully how alone tom is ... opiates by the fire talking to his wife's ghost..i can't think of anything more lonely."

"0:55 his little smile when she starts to speak. so sad 💔."

"Grace is Tommy’s only love ❤️ I miss Grace so much 🥺🥺."

"True fooking love. No one can come close to Grace periodt. Give her a fooking role already".

"Look how relieved Tommy looked for a sec when he was embracing her 😥."

"I loved the chemistry between Tommy and Grace and I wanted to see more of Tommy and Grace and I was heartbroken when she died cause I wanted her to be with Tommy till the end of the series but sadly she had to die for the sake of storyline but still she’s my fav female character in the whole series. Tbh Annabelle is really so beautiful and gorgeous that she can make anyone fall in love with her".

"Lizzie is no where close to grace..I really wished she got to play a double role..."

"they were made for each other."

"Best scene in the series ever. the most happiest, normal, and peaceful moment Tommy ever had."

"Admit it, we all wanted this wedding to happen as soon as he met grace."

"When the tune kicked in after revealing it was Grace. Amazing."

"4:02 lol tommy wanted to kiss her forever, Grace had to be like "enough" love their love."

"The happiest days of Thomas life!"

*The shelby family is so happy that day."

"Finally!! he really loved her i was afraid they are not gonna get married."

"Tooo much love in this episode ❤"

"Tommy was so lost after poor Grace died."

This has to be one of the happiest moments in Tommy's life."

"Never saw Tommy happier and more complete than at this moment."

"His smile at 0.12 is ❤"

"Cillian Murphy said it best “There’s always a sense of healing when he’s with Grace, but that healing goes away very quickly”"

"I am so glad that someone posted this.. this scene is beautiful. For once Tommy is happy.. like really happy. It's nice that they showed one scene like this in the series. I really wanted to see that since they fell in love."

"Tommy loved his wife and son so much, poor guy lost his true happiness."

Dedicated to every Grace fan. People love them, just like all of us, Team Grace!

[binary-not-found]

Okay, I love Chase, I love that she doesn't let herself be intimidated and is herself at all times no matter what, she is firm to who she is and what she believes in, so I know in my heart that she knew it was Kate who was with Lucy, not only because Kate is probably not there very often and it's a new vibe in her space, but because of the pure and warm energy that Kate has

Because Lucy asks if she felt her strength or stern authority, and Chase's answer is that she actually felt sincerity, and if Chase is as good as I know she is, it speaks to how Kate always acts following her heart, doing what she knows is the right thing 🥺

Lucy is one of the most genuine characters I know, she is distracted, when she concentrates she can't talk/listen to another subject, she has phobias, she is stubborn and afraid to show her feelings but at the same time she has the heart of a child and is very sentimental, so seeing this kind of scenes where she is real, not wanting to see her friend get a wound stitched up, showing displeasure in her own way, makes me very happy, especially the way Kate reacts to this, she is just so happy to see how silly her girlfriend is

And the best scene in the whole series finally came, I find it very funny how Kate was so sure she had let that go and as soon as Lucy mentions it she immediately panics.

Kate's face of disappointment and surprise when Kai said "CPA" with full confidence in his response 😅

This one just because I love watching them mess around with each other, and Kate and Lucy standing next to each other is always cute ❤

How cute she looks so nervous to say it in front of everyone and goes over to tell Lucy first, as if to make sure it wasn't anything ridiculous and that she was going to be able to say it in front of the others, plus Lucy's totally excited response wanting her to already tell them 🥺🥰

"Miss America!"

Everyone's reaction and Jane saying Kate would have made a great Miss America just so Kate could feel more comfortable after noticing her nervous, and the way she can joke once Jane makes the comment, they are a family and every time they are welcoming her in a better way and making her feel part of them, I love them ���

And of course you didn't think I was going to leave out the best thing about the episode, knowing that they are there for each other, knowing that they can joke and play with each other, it's really what's worth it, it's not just a job, it's family ✨

I'm so happy we finally had new episodes and got to see all our Ohana together, I missed Lucy so much and seeing her with the boys and Kate, I don't know what I'll do when the season ends :(

That's all for today, remember that my question box is always open and my private chat always available, thanks for reading me and don't forget to leave a comment in the tags, I love you 💖

2/2 episodio 19

[simpforchuchu]

I′m Always by Your Side | Tsuji x reader who is abused by her boyfriend

(With Shibaman and Todoroki)

a/n: Hello, ive wanted to write something like angst to fluff for my precious Tsuji. Probably there will be second part. That was an amazing idea and thanks to @tiddly-winx for this 💕🥰 I hope you like it 🥺❤

Sorry for the grammer or spelling mistakes.English is not my main language so...

Thank you and love you 🥰

Warnings: abusing, violence, swearing, usual hnl fights, angst to fluff ig

Part2

It was a warm spring day.The weather was starting to get pretty warm and flowers were starting to appear on the trees.Tsuji and Shibaman were drinking milkshakes at the cafe they always go to after school for something to eat and a cold drink. 

Actually,only drinking one was Shibaman while Tsuji distractedly playing with the straw in his glass..

Shibaman watched him for a while.He actually knew quite well what he was thinking, but still asked in hopes of getting a different answer.

"Are you going to drink it or wait until all the ice melts?"

Tsuji looked at his friend and then at his glass in surprise. He shook his head and took a long sip of his drink.

"Sorry, I'm a little confused."

Shiba slowly nodded and said, "Are you thinking of Y/n?"

Tsuji sighed deeply and smiled.He nodded and spoke while looking at his drink.

"I haven't seen her much since she had a boyfriend.I don't even know how she is.We're not on bad terms, but I think I miss her."

Shibaman nodded slowly. He had known Tsuji for many years.Tsuji had known Y/n for many years too.And he had a crush on her since middle school.

Only Shibaman knew that.Todoroki, on the other hand, did not show that he knew, although he was aware of everything.

Tsuji's friendship with y/n was different than the one with Shiba.Y/n was a pretty sweet girl.She was nice but not arrogant.She was a quiet but fun person.She cared deeply for her loved ones and was terrified of hurting them.That's why Tsuji would hide from her when he has scars after fights.

Besides his crazy friendship with Shibaman, he had a calmer and more peaceful one with Y/n.

"Why did not you tell ?"

Tsuji looked at him in surprise when Shiba asked.

"You've liked her for years.I can even say you're in love with her. But you never showed it to her. Why? Don't you think she deserves to know?"

Tsuji turned his gaze back to his drink and smiled.

"Isn't it too late now?"

Shiba asked again, keeping his tone of voice.

"I told you many times before she had a boyfriend.Y/n loves you, you know that."

Tsuji raised his head and looked at his friend.

"She likes me as a friend. It's pretty pointless for us to discuss it now"

Shiba was aware of the disappointment on his friend's face no matter how hard he tried to hide it. He knew how much it hurt him.He knew Tsuji well. 

He looked calmer, quieter, but he was the tougher one.He wanted to protect those he loved before himself.And not being with y/n right now to protect her was killing him.And no matter how good he was at hiding his feelings, Shibaman was his other half.

"When was the last time you saw her? Maybe you should meet up, it'll be good to see that she is okay too."

Tsuji looked away from his drink and looked out the window. He was watching people pass by as Shiba spoke.

At that time, a very strange coincidence happened and a young girl walked past the cafe.  Tsuji recognized her as soon as he saw her and excitedly stood up.Shiba looked at him in surprise for a few seconds and quickly followed him.

"Hey Tsuji, wait a minute!"

Tsuji hesitated as he left the cafe and looked in the direction the young girl was going.Y/n was with her boyfriend.  They were talking about something.

Shiba silently stood behind Tsuji and looked in the direction he was looking.He looked at his friend when he saw the scene where they were gonna eventually see one day.He couldn't decipher the expression on his face.

"Let's go back to the cafe if you want"

Tsuji was watching them silently.He didn't look jealous or angry.He was trying to understand something.

Why doesn't y/n look happy with her boyfriend?  And what was the topic they were discussing?  Why did that boy look like he was scaring her?  Or was it all part of his jealousy?

But after a while the boy's voice began to rise, and those around them were looking at the couple.When Shiba realized what Tsuji wanted to do, he gently grabbed his arm.

"Look, she has a boyfriend now. You shouldn't do anything to make her uncomfortable."

Tsuji looked at his friend and pulled his arm hard.Shiba rolled his eyes and walked after him as he began to walk forward without saying a word.

B/n was shouting at y/n while y/n was trying to calm him down.The looks of the people around them made the young girl quite uncomfortable.That's why she didn't want this discussion to go any further.

B/n didn't even realize what was happening, Tsuji stood behind y/n and looked at the young boy. Tsuji was taller and bigger than him, and he was sure stronger.But he wouldn't want to do anything wrong in front of y/n.

"Who the hell are you ?"

Y/n looked back and was quite surprised to see Tsuji.Saying his name in a low voice, Tsuji gave a small nod and asked the young girl.

"Is there a problem ?"

As Y/n shook her head in surprise, b/n took a step towards Tsuji and stood in front of him.

"I'm her boyfriend, who the fuck are you?"

Tsuji clenched his jaw in anger, while Shiba was one step behind, watching them.

"Tsuji, it's okay really. B/n is my boyfriend, it was just a little argument."

When Tsuji turned to the young girl, he knew that she was lying. He knew this was a serious discussion. But he did not have the right to say anything.

"His voice was pretty loud, if-"

"It's okay, really."

When Tsuji nodded, y/n's boyfriend said again

"Mind your own business, it's none of your business."

"The person you're yelling at is my best friend, so it's my business."

Y/n understood that Tsuji was getting quite angry, she was sure that he would beat the shit out of him. She got between the two of them and put her hand on her boyfriend's chest and took a few steps back.

Tsuji looked at her with disappointment when he saw that the young girl was protecting her lover.What did he expect?He was wrong, he shouldn't come here.

"Tsuji, it's okay really. See you later okay?"

When y/n asked in a nervous voice, Tsuji slowly nodded and y/n dragged her boyfriend away.  Tsuji slowly turned around and started walking without saying anything, and Shiba followed him.

***

Y/n was walking home in the dark alley with thoughts in her mind.It was her birthday 2 days ago and nothing was the same as it was.

At first, everything was like a fairy tale.She felt that he loved her, he was trying, he was fun, funny, sweet.She didn't even know what changed and when.But now everything had changed drastically.

The discussions, which started with small fits of jealousy at first, started to turn into severe insults and physical violence. She couldn't even see her best friend because of him.

That was the reason for the last fight again but Y/n would never tell Tsuji that. For her birthday, the young boy had bought and sent a cute necklace in the shape of a full moon. When Y/n wore the necklace, her boyfriend had asked and she told him.The fight had grown so much that it ended horribly.

She was wearing a long-sleeved T-shirt in this weather so that no one could see the marks left on her body by her toxic and psychopathic lover, whom she hid from her family, friends and everyone.

She got used to it, it didn't hurt anymore.But she was afraid of him, she really was.She was afraid that he would hurt her family and Tsuji, not herself.

The young girl was so busy with her thoughts that she suddenly bumped into someone. She was about to fall to the ground, and she regained her balance when she was grabbed by the shoulder of the person she had bumped, and looked at the person holding her.

"I'm so sorry- Tsuji??"

Tsuji had probably had a fight again, and there were wounds and dried blood on his face, neck, and hands.  He looked like he wanted to run away right now, although he looked quite surprised to see y/n too.

"Hi... are you going home?"

Nodding her head, the young girl grabbed Tsuji's wrist and looked at his knuckles.Tsuji was watching her silently, holding his breath and nervous.

"You fought again, didn't you?"

Y/n's voice, sounding in a scolding tone like his mother, made him smile.He slowly nodded like a guilty child, y/n sighed and shook her head.

"Does it hurt a lot?"

Tsuji quickly shook his head again

"No, don't worry, I'm perfectly fine."

Y/n rolled her eyes and started tugging at the young boy's wrist.Tsuji followed her silently.

"Let's clean your wounds, then eat.Sometimes I don't understand you. How can you be so reckless? When will you stop worrying your mother and me, Tsuji?"

He was listening in silence as Y/n dragged him home with a groan. He wasn't even sure what he was feeling right now. He was sure that Y/n saw him as her friend, but he couldn't help but be happy that she was worried about him.

When they got home, Tsuji took a seat in the living room and y/n returned after a while with the things she had brought for his wounds.

Although he still wanted to laugh at her scolding, the young boy didn't want to make her angry more. He didn't even want her to see him like this. He knew that y/n cared for him.

Y/n was standing between Tsuji's legs, slowly cleaning his wounds, while Tsuji was silently watching her.In the deeper wounds, he could see the worry on the young girl's face. Scaring, she pressed the cotton ball, biting her lip nervously at the deep wounds, trying to be gentle.

Tsuji was grateful. It was good to see her after a long time. Tsuji noticed the cute necklace around her neck as Y/n bent a little. She was wearing the necklace he had bought. He wanted to cry from happiness, even though he couldn't show it right now. 

But soon after, he saw the bruises on the sides of the necklace. Though he thought it was something else at first, he realized it was small wounds that were starting to heal.Soon after, he noticed the young girl's wrist, she had the same bruises on her wrist.

When Tsuji realized what had happened, he quickly stood up and y/n looked at him in surprise.The young girl didn't have the slightest idea what was going on.

Tsuji couldn't stay calm right now, so he wasn't thinking about what he was doing. He grabbed her wrist and rolled up the sleeve of her shirt as the young girl winced in pain.  He looked at her in shock at the scars he saw.

"Y/n... what the hell is this?"

When Y/n averted her eyes, Tsuji slowly grabbed her chin and turned her towards him.

"Y/n, I asked you a question."

The young boy's anger was bare, but he still tried to remain calm.

The young girl did not want to say.  She knew that Tsuji will hate her, that it was her fault. She is also a coward. That's why she didn't want to tell the boy in front of her that her boyfriend abused her.

"Did that son of a bitch do this y/n?"  Tsuji couldn't keep his cool when the young girl didn't say anything.  "Y/n say something!"

The young girl was startled by the stern voice, nodded slowly, and Tsuji left the house without saying anything with the confirmation. he was so fast that y/n didn't even know what to do.

While he was going to find that guy, y/n quickly called Shibaman and explained the situation to him.

***

Tsuji hadn't even thought about coming here.  He was so angry, so full of hatred that he didn't think if the boy was alone or if he had a weapon.

He saw him sitting with two of his friends in an empty parking lot and went inside.  At first there was shouting between them, and the boy's arrogant attitude made him very angry.

"I knew you were in love with that little bitch. What happened? Are you this angry because she chose me instead of you?"

Tsuji had such an expression on his face that it was difficult to understand what he was thinking.

"You were supposed to protect her. Y/n loved you, she trusted you. How can you hurt her? Do you think you're a man when you hit someone weaker than you?"

When Tsuji shouted, B/n also got up and walked towards him. When he wanted to hit Tsuji in anger, Tsuji grabbed the boy's arm hard and knocked him down with a single punch.

"What are you standing there!"

It didn't take long for a fight when his two friends with him attacked Tsuji. Tsuji knew well that these guys weren't strong, they were just trying to look like it.Tsuji and B/n were left alone when their friends ran away from the parking lot.

The young boy stood up again.Tsuji defended himself with his arm as he took the pipe on the ground and tried to hit it at Tsuji.He didn't even care about his pain. As soon as he took the pipe from his hand, he knocked the boy down again.

He thought he was going to go crazy as the bruises on y/n's body came to his mind.He got more dizzy when he saw the boy on the ground pull a small pocketknife from his pocket.He hated dirty fighting.

  He kicked the boy's hand hard with his foot and swept the knife away from him.  He got on top of him and started punching him one after the other.He didn't know how much time passed, but he stopped at the sound he heard.

"Tsuji stop now, you're going to kill him!"

He looked at the boy under him, his face covered in blood. He then looked at his hands.  He turned to them and looked at Todoroki, who was calling out to him.

Shibaman had called Todoroki as soon as he heard about it. They had come running when Y/n mentioned the parking lot.

"Stop, get up. It is enough, you're going to kill him."

Tsuji shouted when Todoroki calmly said

"He hurt her. He hurt Y/n. She had bruises on her arms. That bastard didn't even deny it."

Todoroki knew how angry Tsuji was, he was also angry.  But he wasn't going to let his friend ruin his life.

"I know, but that's enough-"

"Tsuji!"

As Todoroki was speaking, another voice was heard. Tsuji knew very well the owner of this voice. He looked at the young girl who had entered the parking lot and was staring at him in horror.  Shiba and Todoroki were also looking at her.

Tsuji slowly got up from the ground and stood up. He looked at his hands and the boy on the ground once more. He never wanted Y/n to see him like this.

They stared in silence for a while.Tsuji thought it was all over now as Y/n ran towards them. He thought that she would hate him for beating the bastard on the ground and even will afraid of him.

But it didn't turn out as expected.Y/n didn't go to her boyfriend. She ran and hugged Tsuji's waist.  She hugged him so tightly that Tsuji was in shock, trying to understand what was going on.

"I was afraid something bad would happen to you. I was terrified that something would happen to you because of me."

With the young girl's crying voice and her arms wrapping tightly around him, Tsuji slowly hugged her.Tsuji hugged her tightly as Y/n leaned a little closer to his chest and started to cry. And he placed thousand kisses on her hair.

***

Shibaman looked at the two in the living room through the door.Tsuji held y/n tightly on his lap and watched the sleeping girl without blinking.  Y/n had cried a lot, Tsuji couldn't hold back the tears as he held her and tried to calm her down.  Now y/n had fallen asleep while Tsuji was holding her as if he would never let her go.

Shiba silently walked over to Todoroki, who was sitting in the kitchen, and placed the coffee on the counter on the table.

"How is Tsuji?" Todoroki asked nervously.Tsuji and Shibaman were always by his side. No matter he never shows it,they were his first friends. It was also the first time he saw Tsuji like this.

He had known for a long time that he loved y/n.  But the situation was very serious. That's why he was afraid of him making a mistake.

"Y/n is sleeping and he is watching her. Even though he doesn't say anything, I know how scared and angry he is. I won't leave him alone for a while."

Todoroki nodded, he was thinking the same thing.

"Y/n doesn't know, does she?"

Shiba slowly nodded and smiled

"You can't easily understand Tsuji's feelings. Even when he's happy, he doesn't show much. He doesn't get angry as easily as I do. But when it comes to his loved ones, even I am afraid of what he might do."

Todoroki slowly nodded his head again

"I'll take care of this situation, Yuken said that boy is a dick."

There was a little silence, then Todoroki stood up.

"I'll check on the two of them, then I'll go home. Call me if there's a problem"

Shiba nodded and Todoroki walked into the hall.  He looked at the two from the door.Tsuji had laid Y/n on the couch and covered her.He was sitting on the floor right next to the sofa.And he had fallen asleep too.

Todoroki smiled and took the blanket off the side and gently placed it over Tsuji.  He wanted the two of them to be happy and promised to do his best for it.

HnL taglist : @straysugzhpe @tiddly-winx @satraninalane @thatpoindexterpixy

[neptuneiris]

The way you wrote Cardigan has had been absolutely F R O T H I N G. I have gone FERAL rereading part 1 and 2, and just focusing on the extra angsty bits that take my breath away, to the point I have to step away and just let it sit in my system before going back to it. It just hurts soooo good, im in LOVE.

But I just want to take a moment and fan-girl over it and just go crazy because i am in love with the story and by extension you so you can totally ignore this message, but seriously, the effin’ nerve of Aemond!! His best friend!?!

When I step away to let the angsty bit settle into me I’ve been day dreaming what would Y/N do. What would *I* do in that situation? Granted, I’ve had some crappy friendships and relationships so I’m as petty as can be sometimes, but honestly, with age I’ve kind of calmed down? so i just imagine Y/N either handling it cool as a cucumber, not even acknowledging Aemond, not opening up, disappearing on him (like he’s been disappearing on their Friday night movie “not” date), forgetting dates and events—and then BOOM, he pulls another of his hardly home for the week and then when he gets home Y/N comes in afterwards and is all “oh, I didn’t think you’d be here…” and he’ll go all “I was hoping we could talk” AND BAM,

THE BOMBSHELL:

“SURE, BY THE WAY, I MOVED OUT.” AND THEN AEMOND WILL BE ALL SHOCKED BUT THEN Y/N WOULD be all “sorry, I have plans with my *friends* I gotta head home.” AND AEMOND WILL BE CRESTFALLEN LIKE “I thought this was your home…”

LIKE NAH MAN. YOU SUCK AS A BEST FRIEND, I HOPE YOU REALIZE ALYS SUCKS AS A PERSON AND KICK ROCKS, SUCKER.

GOD, and then at some point Y/N has to introduce Aemond to one of her new friends or something, and he’s about to say he’s their best-friend only for Y/N to pull out the “he’s an old classmate/my old roommate”

DOWNGRADED (with grace) IN PUBLIC. MIC DROP. I WILL FIGHT FOR Y/N

Okay, that was it for now. Your story is amazing, I’m so excited for part 3, and in the meantime while you work that magnificent brain I’m going to be ✨daydreaming✨ the heck outta your story

omg everything you said just makes me think about how much you liked the story and seriously thank you very much🥺❤ you even gave me an idea for a specific scene that you will read very soon, thank you for that too❣ and your comment really makes me very happy, i read it and i thought: wow they really liked the story and also my writing that even though english is not my first language, i do a good job so you can read the story and it's understandable. seriously thank you very much and in fact I will post part 3 on Wednesday, but in case I get ahead, although I make no promises, then tomorrow but if I am late because of college, Thursday at the latest so wait for it😊 even I can't wait to read your opinion about the last part🥰

[differentfandomsandthings]

( TBB S2 EPISODE 7 & 8 SPOILERS)

CLONE BAR

Some Clones are not happy about Kamino being destroyed. "All those cities, all those people." Lots of guilt. Questioning Rampart specifically. Everyone thinks a cataclysmic storm destroyed Kamino thanks to Ramparts cover up. Now with the clones out the way Rampart is trying to push a recruitment bill.

New clone names Cade and Slip :D love the beard Slip😌

Cade really texted Rampart and gave him an ultimatum. "You tell the empire or I will!"...yeah that's not going to end well😬😬

Annnd Cades dead..but slip gave them...the slip 😉..sorry..

Was that Crosshair?👀...Nope!

Bail Organa!

CHUCHI!!!!

Old hag of a senators (can't remember her name atm) wants to decommission the rest of the clones because of their accelerated aging 😡🤬 but Chuchi is fighting for them❤ "They are not droids we can just discard! How can we make a new army without a plan in place to take care of our current one!" " How do you know what the clones need? Have you asked? Do they know about their future?" I love Chuchi!! But I have a feeling Rampart might want her out of the way...

Rampart is acting tough but I know he's feeling the pressure. The bill has been put on hold many times. If people start digging and find out what really happened to Kamino its not going to end in his favor.

Chuchi is legit, ok. She went to talk to the clones about what they want. They want to keep fighting but she's like " Yeah I understand but what happens when you get to old for that? Let me help." She really cares about them🥺

Slip tells Chuchi what really happened to Kamino and warns her to be careful.

Annnd Slip is dead 😔

REX!! and he saved Chuchi.

Assassin clone? He calls himself A believer?

End of episode 7

Episode 8

Gonky!!!!

Gungi taught Omega how to meditate but she said it doesn't work for her the way it does for him...but she still likes to do it. Asked Echo if he wants to try.

Echo said he doesn't like being alone because of Skako Minor. Said the bad batch saved him.

Omega: Is that why you joined?

Echo: It Was were I Was needed at the time....Echo PLEASE DONT LEAVE THE SQUAD 😭😭

I liked that he opened up about his pass to Omega a little though.

Bad batch meet up with Rex and Chuchi. They are going try and get the data from Ramparts ship. They are going to split up, Omega is going to go with Chuchi to the senate.

Let's get to work >:(

Lol Omega mean mugging Rampart 😠...and did Rampart not recognize Omega?...Did he meet Omega in season 1?

Omega: Where is the clone Senator? We're part of the galaxy too :(

Senator Burtoni...she don't give AF about Kamino or the Kaminoans or so she says.

That pissed Omega off. Just spilled the beans on her being a clone and being on Kamino when it was destroyed

Chuchi is really fighting for the clones and trying to get proof. It makes me sad knowing it's all going to be in vain😔

Once again..Echo PLEASE DONT LEAVE THE SQUAD 😭😭

✨️stealth✨️

Holy crap they actually got the evidence! Poor Omega has to watch that again though😔

Palpatine 😡

They threw Rampart under the bus!! Like yeah he did it aresst him!🤣🤣 I was not expecting that🤣...is Rampart out of the picture? Like for good? Can't be. Definitely not.

Palpatine blames the clones as well for follow Ramparts orders without hesitation. This gives him an excuse to pass the bill and make clones obsolete. Making way for stormtroopers.

The music! The music!

Everyone played right into his hands again!

Omega learned a lesson again. Just because you tell the truth doesn't mean the consequences are always good.

Echo: The fate of all clones are now sealed because of us!

ECHO IS LEAVING!! I knew it! They have been hinting at it this whole time but nooooo!!!😭😭😭

Omega: you can't leave! We're a squad a family🥺

Echo: I'm going where I'm needed

Omega: we need you too😭

Echo: it's not forever. Keep up with your training

Omega:HUG..yes sir🥰🥰😭😭

The music! The music!

The end scene with Omega hugging lula alone I'm crying man 🥺😭

The batch took Echo leaving in stride but I have a feeling Omega is really going to take Echo’s absence hard and I wonder how the rest of the batch will handle it. Maybe that's why she's going to tell Tech "We're more than that, we're a family."

I know they're going to reunite with Echo at some point because of the leaked screen shot of her hugging Echo again. I just wonder how long they are going to be separated for🤔 🥲

10/10 episode even though it ended on a sad note. At least no one died. None of the main cast at least.

[rontra]

persona enjoyer alert!!!! i’m so glad to hear that someone i already follow is also into it. i haven’t played p3 yet so this is my first go of it but i’m really enjoying it so far. what’s this game like from the perspective of someone who played one of the other versions?

HIIIII god i'm so excited for you...imagine getting to play p3 for the first time...<333

i'm so glad you're enjoying it thus far...!!! 🥰 it's my beloved game. WELL all of my thoughts on Reload are obviously extremely skewed due to my pure attachment to this game's story and characters, so i can't give a very "objective" comment on... anything... but i'm not finishing this replay of p5 any time soon to put it that wayDBHFJKM

basically what it's like is., its everything to me. heart

i'm nowhere near done with P3R yet obviously (i keep putting it down to rest my wrists or draw stuff hahsahbd) but so far it's been such a treat for me. i'm very happy 🥺

to ME, persona 3 is (and will probably always be) The Peak... nd the remaster is running more or less the same script (i think it's based on p3p's script??? i forgor 💀) just with, yknow, new graphics and voicework and stuff. so it's hard to really complain about it when it's more or less been "persona 3 running on the persona 5 engine" 😭

like that sure is My Game! with extra Unreal Engine Motion Blur (<- LOL)

it's hitting all the beats in the order it should what more can i ask for. the music has been remixed a bit (as always huh) but it's still recognizably homey to me. like even if i keep getting thrown off by changes like "new lotus juice verse about going to bed early" (Iwatodai Dorm) i'm still just vibing along lmao. i cheered out loud when i heard Deep Breath Deep Breath

SO FAR my "complaints" have been pure, yknow, "unreasonable superfan nitpicking", so they aren't actually worthy of being called reasonable critique. it's all shit like "they rearranged the order of shots when remaking this cutscene, and the original sequence was stronger...TO ME"

STUFF THAT NO NEW PLAYER WOULD BE THINKING ABOUT...

and of course neutered Tactics is a no-no. i'm gonna be huffy about that forever but c'est la vie, it's what the franchise has settled on... but as a Certified P3 Tactics Gamer i'm basically obligated to be a lil miffed about this Post-Tactics World we live in. and like cmon man you introduced baton pass but my AI teammates can't even see it...even though the "recommended move" scan logic CAN....!!!

^^^ but this one is ALSO at its core a complaint that new players won't have comparison context for (because the Tactics in P3R is not the Tactics we once had). and . also many newbies will never even rub up against it if they prefer Direct Command to begin with (which lots of people do) so like. who cares . it doesn't ruin the game for me i just dearly miss the Epic Highs And Lows Of P3 Tactics HAHBDS

on the upside, adding more content for party members who didn't have SLinks in the original is Very Good. i'm really very much enjoying those new scenes and it's needed badly. sweet treats for diesel...❤ AND TARTARUS LOOKS SO GOOD HOUAHHH

AND that UI...so shiny.... ough... no i lovie. i really do

like at the end of the day i admittedly could never love P4, and while i did really enjoy P5 (and P5R) it was always "but it's no P3". so asking me for my thoughts on P3R is mostly incoherent nodding and pointing bc its very much My Game reincarnated. i'm glad all my friends have an easier way to play it all gussied up and shiny now so i can finally foist my old rpg upon them... 🥰

peace and love on tatsumi port island.

[spookyserenades]

Dana!!! I hope you're feeling better and I can't thank you enough for giving us trouville for FREE!! We're truly spoiled with this story 😔 some thoughts:

- the Jimin moment was so sweet, I love our yeehaw boy. I'll kiss his boo boos away any day and i'd also sick him with the hello kitty bandaid too cuz we live an aesthetic lifestyle

- love the mystery gang team, so much development in their segment, its crazy what a late night van drive will do to people lol

- i like also got a headache when MC was thinking about how much a Disney trip for 8 people would cost. In THIS economy? Sorry Hoseok you're just gonna have to freeze. I know she must have a lot saved up from when she was a vet but paying for a house that big and for so many people? She's a money mastermind

- Alice is such a fun character, I'm glad she suggested making the boys jealous so they'd maybe be kicked into high gear, she's doing the lord work cuz we were all thinking it. What more shenanigans will this open us up to 🤔👀

- I stg I'm ot7 but jeezus trouville yoongi does in fact own my entire being, I want him in a way concerning to feminism and so does MC lol. That spicy part was everything but I was so scared someone would walk in on them but thankfully that didn't happen, I would have freaked!!!!

- Jin and MC cooking!!!! Thats my husband fr and speaking of which- WE GOT HIM BOYS, THATS ANOTHER ONE IN THE BAG!!!!!!!! WE'RE 2 FOR 7 ON BAGGING THE TROUVILLE BOYS!!! 😤😤😤 IT FEELs SO GOOD 😫😫😫 THE WAY I SCREECHED. So so so so so good. Perfect place to leave us for next chapter I'm extremely excited! ❤

- 🍒

AHH HI LOVE! I am finally feeling better whewww boy I forgot what it's like to be sickly LMAO. Excited to hear your thoughts about the newest update hehe, thank you for reading and sending in your precious feedback 🥺

I love the little moments MC has with Jimin!!! I hope he's giving hopeless romantic in Trouvaille, I think it's fitting for his rancher background, and his Libraness fhdksafd. I also love the visual of manly cowboy Jimin with the Hello Kitty bandaid, he probably looked down at it a bunch afterwards and blushed thinking about MC AHHHH!! The mystery gang, omg. My literal DREAM is to formulate a paranormal investigation team, ESPECIALLY with Namkook. Just having Joon's insightfulness and Jeongguk's fearlessness I think it would be absolutely perfect. I can't wait to write more about their adventures in all of the upcoming chapters!

HA SCREAMINGGGG No like she'd need a small loan of a million dollars for a Disney trip with all of them. It would be such a cute little drabble or plot arc to write though, all of them going on rides and whatnot. Or spicy hotel smut lol Lucky MC inherited that house from her grandparents, and her dad ended up being wealthy from his contributions to hybrid cardiology surgery, so she was pretty much born into deep pockets LOL... that's the beauty of fiction, we get to pretend we were born into bottomless wealth 💀

AH I'm so glad you like Alice 🥺 It was important to me that MC had other friends besides the hybrids! You need some friends to confide in, not just romantic interests, and MC's friends are supportive but also give her reality checks when she needs them. Alice is soooo real for telling her use jealousy to her advantage, considering MC is a little avoidant of confrontation LOL.

fdkasf BESTIE I'm hyung line (Namjoon ult) biased, and Trouvaille Yoongi is seriously trying to snatch me away from my other three. I, too, need him biblically, and would let him have his way with me 💀 AH the smut.... he's such a giver, definitely a soft dom 🥰 I'd dieeee too if one of the others walked in. Thankfully, they were the only two at home during that scene!

JINNIE COOKING CLASS. I love love lovedddd writing that scene, Seokjin is such husband material and especially in Trouvaille, he deserves to have fun with a new hobby 🥺 AND FINALLY ANOTHER CONFESSION!!!! Seokjin hasn't been subtle with his feelings, especially in the past few chapters, so I'm glad he was finally brave enough to fess up. MC was probably relieved that she didn't have to do it first 😭💀 AH I'm excited to see how she reacts in the next chapter hehee!

Thank you for reading the latest update and sending me all of your thoughts bestie 💜💜💜

[deaneverafter]

Super Foxes

In all honesty, I do have thoughts, and most of them are, what is happening here?

Beau and Jenny getting sent off on separate cases when they need each other the most, it's just sad and cruel 😭💔 Them not letting Beau be there for when she's hurt, emotionally and physically, unfair to both of them. Making him get tangled up with irrelevant blah blah, for no reason than to revolve him, a season main character, around guest characters..... rude. Imagine making your main relationship have only one scene in an episode, just to waste time on irrelevant character's blah blah 😡😒

My poor guy literally sitting guard, I love him so much, and he deserves better that Carla and Emily 🥺💟 Emily needs to..... stop. Just stop. Let Carla in more?? So she could use that information and his feelings and trauma against Beau even more? I think not. She needs to stop sticking her nose in where it doesn't belong, talking about things she has no idea about 😒 And contrary to popular belief, forcing people to discuss their trauma before their ready, is not helpful. Talking to you, Emily McCallister 😒 Since she loves Avery so much, she should definitely ask him to protect you, not Beau, leave him alone. Like, go back to her real dad, who she actually enjoys spending time with, whose every behaviour she has an excuse for, while Beau merely existing is a capital crime. Also, on top of all the blaming for the divorce, complaining about Randy, making him feel bad for not sharing, at the ending, when Denise says your dad won't let anything happen to you, and she made that face and said "can we talk about something else?" It's so shady, it's rude. And it's not the first time, in 3x01, when Sunny said "he sounds like a good dad", she had the same reaction. He's literally going after cartel people, on no sleep, to protect her. He's putting his life in danger. And this ingrate is like "ugh, he's the worst. I love Avery so much, uwu". And don't think I missed her reaction when Beau said he didn't know what Carla sees in Avery. Meaning Emily does. In her mind, abandoning Beau for grieving and getting hitched with Avery right away, 10/10 excellent move on Carla's part. Anyway, forcing people to talk about things they're not ready to can actually be quite harmful 😢 And it's just disrespectful to make someone feel bad for how they choose to grieve, so there's that too. And that conversation with Emily did nothing but make Beau unfairly punish himself more. First, she took Avery's side, even though Beau is literally putting his life in danger because of Avery, and because of Emily and Carla. Like, yes, Avery messed up, but let's not act like Carla has no culpability. And then, she brought up Randy, even though she knows it's hard for him. THEN she blamed him for the divorce. Like? What is wrong with her.? Clearly she thinks of Avery more as her dad than she ever has Beau, or she wouldn't be defending him, after people died, Beau is having to put his life in danger because of Avery's actions and Carla dragging him into it. But this isn't a surprise to me frankly.

Beau predicting the bad guy's move and that spin was hawt 🥰❤ as was Beau being angry 🥰👀 The only complaint I have is that Beau's anger is wasted on being on Emily and Carla's behalf 🙄🙄 They don't deserve his time or help or concern.

People saying "how dare Avery call them *his* family?! 😡", forgetting that Avery dares because not just Carla, but also Emily, treats Avery more like family than they ever have Beau. Which is just another reason Beau will always deserve better than them ☕ And the reason Avery saying that struck such a nerve with Beau is because in his heart he knows that Emily and Carla never loved him, still don't care about him, are okay to use him as a human shield to protect Avery and their family, love Avery unlike him. Not just Carla, but also Emily, treats Avery more like family than they ever have Beau. Which is just another reason Beau will always deserve better than them ☕

Beau and Jenny both risking their lives for people who don't care about them, constantly betray them, just because both of them are that good, loyal and loving, it's just one more reason they belong together 🥺 My heart broke for Jenny when I thought Gigi really said better you than me, after Jenny came to rescue her and even was ready to throw the game. Jenny doesn't deserve that, to be betrayed and hurt over and over again. But hey, at least that particular move was a ruse, Gigi at least cares if Jenny lives or dies, which is more than can be said about Emily and Carla's feelings about Beau. All they care about is themselves and their perfect life with Avery 😒 Another sad thing, on top of the fact that Jenny needed Beau there, and he got shipped off is that the story with Gigi and the cult was so creepy! Only it got ruined for me when Beau got cut out to go have a subplot of being put down for the whole episode 😢 He'd promised they'd fix it together, she deserved to have him there, and he deserved to show her how much he cares. Jenny and Cassie, they're family, always will be, and their moments were sweet 🥺💛

Full offense, but it's sickening how the narrative is blaming Beau for grieving. I hate this so much 😡 It's Carla who spent their marrige being mean, left him when he was grieving in a matter of weeks, divorced him, met and married a new guy within a year, uprooted everyone, forced Beau to leave behind what support he did have left, and continues to put Beau down. SHE failed their marriage, not Beau, and he deserves to learn that. I'm not even exaggerating right now, if Carla and her behaviour has seriously gotten it ingrained in Beau that his partner dying on the job was his fault, that grieving meant he deserved to be thrown out like trash, this is serious gaslighting and toxicity. And if the writers are willing to show this, show this storyline and behaviour, which they clearly are, it deserved to be treated with more respect and care. Grieving does not make you evil, it doesn't mean you deserve to be punished. Which is unfortunately what it's coming across as at the moment, and I can only hope that they can fix this by showing Beau actually letting go of this unfair guilt and blame (though that's looking unlikely, if we're wasting the next two episodes on Emily). Even the language points to the fact that this is manipulation. "I wasn't there for you. And I wasn't there for Emily." HE WAS GRIEVING! It wasn't his job to be there, for once he was the one who needed support and instead they left him, made him feel like he was wrong for grieving and needing support. And then Carla had the nerve to say "I forgive you". She should be begging for his forgiveness for abandoning him! "I forgive you", this is how abusers convince victims they deserve the abuse and then that the abuser is so benevolent by "forgiving". The Stockholm Syndrome vibes are too real. And I think it's important to realize that Carla hasn't suddenly realized the error of her ways. She's still manipulating him, saying things like I forgive you (as in, it WAS your fault), she's just not spitting explicit venom with every word because she needs Beau to be a human shield for her and Avery and Emily (though that one Beau would do anyway). And people be like, oh, maybe Carla was there for him for SO LONG. Considering that Carla had divorced Beau, met and married a new guy, and moved across the country after a year of Randy dying, she really couldn't have tried THAT hard to help Beau or be there for him. She would've left Beau mere weeks after Randy died. She'd decided within this time that he had already been grieving too much for too long. Things got very difficult for Beau after he lost his partner. But Carla wasn't there to witness that or have that affect her. All she did is contribute to his existing trauma, and manipulate him into feeling worse, into believing that she was the victim.

The way Beau is still here having concern for this woman who abandoned him, it shows the kind of man he is (better than she deserves). But it does not mean that he's in love with her, we've seen the opposite, and it doesn't mean he should go back to an abusive marriage. Plus, Emily went and confirmed Carla is a gold digger, so there's that too..... ☕ Plus, Carla has been hanging off of Beau (while still demeaning him), not because she loves him but she wants to make sure he never moves on, so he comes running whenever she needs, sacrifices everything of his own, never has his own life. And she's been cozying up to Beau, even though she's still married to Avery, the "fight" happened just a week ago... tell me she wasn't involved and cheating while married to Beau. Anyway, Beau deserves better than to be treated like trash, victim blamed, and then to be sent back to someone who only sees him as a backup choice. And also, why did Beau look like he was being held at gunpoint to say that cursed line? He wasn't even looking Carla in the eye. Maybe it's just the utter absence of chemistry between these two characters, but I think it was a deliberate choice. Considering everything in the season, having seen Beau's feelings for Jenny at their clearest last episode, there's just no way it makes sense for the chat with the evil ex to be a romantic and not familial thing. It doesn't follow from what we've seen. Big Sky TV, there's still time to not send Beau back to an abusive marriage (and ruin his whole story). Just saying.... It almost reads like he's stuck because of how they manipulated him, made him feel like the villain for grieving, punished him by leaving, and because of that, he's erroneously equated forgiveness with things going back to how they were. And that that's why he's forcing himself this way, saying this, doing everything they want, etc. Which is very sad. Especially when he doesn't need forgiveness from them. An actual interesting arc would've been him realizing that, healing and moving on...... but alas, that would require paying attention to the main characters, and not revolving everything around Emily and Carla. It's giving very "Yes, I love all the characters!. Carla. Emily. Emily. Carla. Emily. Carla. Carla. Carla. Emily. Denise. Poppernak. Cassie. Emily. Carla. Carla. Carla. Sunny. Carla. Carla. Donno. Tonya. Carla. Cormac. *looks at smudged writing on hand* Bob and John." vibes. I don't know, maybe a more appropriate title than Deadly Trails might have been Big Sky: The McCallisters take Montana, starring Carla, Emily and Avery 🙄 The main characters whomst, Jenny and Beau, we don't know them. The universe revolves around these three ���

What I also hate about this a lot is that the relationship Beau has with Carla and Emily is written as abusive. They're cruel and condescending to him, Carla gaslights and manipulates him. It's just not being acknowledged as such and that's messed up. Like, I really don't think in this time and place, we need a story where a good man, a good human, who does nothing but help people, protect them, is punished and blamed for having emotions or sent back to an abusive family. Abuse is abuse regardless of who the target is 😔 I can't believe we're in the year 2023, and abusive family dynamics are being glorified, when a much healthier and interesting story would've been Beau actually realizing that his daughter and ex are toxic and standing up for himself, and healing. They made Beau have a revelation that you can't run after people who don't love you, every relationship has to be a two-way street, even blood, maybe especially blood. And then made him revolve around the two people in this world who care about him the least, treat him the worst 😡

THE HUGG 🥰🥰🥰🥰 Literally the only part in the episode that didn't feel ooc and sad. Jenny's whispered "thanks for being here" and Beau's "try and stop me"

🥺🥰💓💕 They love each other so much, I wish they'd take the story where it should be and let them be happy together 😔

And also, as far as the overarching story and episode goes, I need Beau and Jenny to have a heart to heart so she can tell him he wasn't wrong for needing to grieve Randy, that needing time didn't mean he deserved to be abandoned in the span of a few weeks, that he doesn't need anyone's forgiveness but his own 🥺💔 And when do we get a scene of Jenny telling Beau about what happened with Gigi and Beau telling Jenny about what he's been dealing with with the theft? 🥺 They're each other's safe place, I think the sheriff partners need to talk it out and we need cute scenes of them 💕

Realistically speaking, however, I really can't fathom, if this is going where it seems to be going, they're going to screw over both Jenny and Beau? Screw over their lead a third time.? While also screwing over a season main character? Jenny Hoyt deserves better than that, to be left behind a third time. And Beau deserves better than this mess, it'd be so ooc. He'd never spend all season getting closer to Jenny the way he has if he had feelings for the crazy ex. And, it would break the narrative so hard, in none of their scenes together, does Beau look or act in love. Sad, insulted, demeaned. Not in love, though. And then there's the vaccum of zero chemistry, it just makes no sense to send him back with Carla. His chemistry, his story, the trust and partnership and happiness, that's all there with Jenny. Ripping that apart, it's cruel to Jenny and to Beau, it's unfair to Beau as a character, and it's disrespectful to Jensen and Katheryn, who've spent all season building this relationship, making the dynamic between Beau and Jenny real, trusting, complex.

In conclusion, I don't know what's happening here.

[avanatural]

Heeeeeey ! For the fanfic writer emojis ask, I wanted to ask you them all so maybe you'll find me in your asks again soon 🙈😂

So :

🥺 Is there a certain type of moment or common interaction between your characters that never fails to put you in your feels?

🛒 What are some common things you incorporate in your fics? Themes, feels, scenes, imagery, etc.

✍ Do you have a beta reader?

🧐 Do you spend much time researching for your stories?

✨ Give you and your writing a compliment. Go on now. You know you deserve it. 😉

And don't forget : you're an amazing writer !!! 😘😘❤

Hello there, love! 🤗 Let's get into it, shall we? 💪

🥺 Is there a certain type of moment or common interaction between your characters that never fails to put you in your feels?

I would say any moment or interaction in which it becomes apparent that a character thinks they're not good enough (Dean Winchester, anyone??) 🥺 It's such a universal experience, everyone feels that way at some point, and it's just so heartbreaking to think about 💔

🛒 What are some common things you incorporate in your fics? Themes, feels, scenes, imagery, etc.

When it comes to feels, it's definitely an angsty undertone that I find myself incorporating a lot. I don't mean to, it just happens 🙈🖤 Then there are common metaphors, like waves, sun beams etc. 🌊☀️ When it comes to smut, I like to incorporate scenes in which the characters ask each other for/give their clear consent ❤️

✍ Do you have a beta reader?

No, I don't have one. I love talking about story ideas to fellow writers, but I do the editing all by myself 😊 So, all mistakes are my own 😁 I've done beta reading before, though 🤓

🧐 Do you spend much time researching for your stories?

Yes! 😂 And it's not even fun stuff a lot of the time. Because I'm not a native English speaker, I tend to obsess over phrasing, grammar, tenses, figures of speech, synonyms and everything that has to do with language, so I do a lot of research on that 🧐 I know that I make mistakes despite my efforts, but I'm trying my best 😊

✨ Give you and your writing a compliment. Go on now. You know you deserve it. 😉

Good Lord, this is hard 🙈 I think I'd give myself a compliment for writing with my heart and paying a lot of attention to details to make my stories consistent ✨ Picture me sitting in front of a fully edited WIP at two a.m., reading it 20 more times to spot any detail that doesn't make sense 😂

Thank you so much for asking these questions! 🥰🙌 And thank you for your sweet compliment, my friend! 🥺❤️ It means a lot 🙏😘

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FINALLY I'm able to read this! 😃 I feel like I've missed something this whole time. 🤭🙈

And you started that chapter strong. 🥺 Our poor Dean is on the hitlist. But I knew it was not good that Nick got his last name. 😑

“Just remember,” he said. “You could’ve just spread those legs for me.”

ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS??? That motherfucking bastard! He is THE lowest of lowest that has ever been there!!! I knew that he would not let it slide that easily but this is just... He needs to pay for all he's done! 👩🏼‍⚖️

Was it just you, or was there a softer look in her blue eyes when she noticed Dean?

Aaaand here it comes. 😟 I have a feeling that this is not the end of it all. The insecurity of Y/N is understandable and I love that Dean realized that she didn't wanna joke around and that there needed to be some real talk. Will Jo overcome her feelings for Dean? 🤔

A bonus point for Sam! 😃 I love that he's helping out as much as he can and that he's on board to be Y/N's lawer. He is a sweet sweet boy too. 🥰

Gordon licked his dry lips and blinked sweat out of his eyes. “This might be the part where you let go, Winchester.”

Oh hun! 😟 This scene was so nervewrecking! 😰 This fire was huge but I did not think that you would let us go through something so intense. But they made it out alive and I'm glad that Gordon survived. And I feel like he's come to terms with Dean being his Lieutenant.

“I know that!” Dean snapped back. “Or should I say, now I do.”

Why does this still stand between them? I get that Dean was hurt but this is not easy for Y/N either. Does he not see this?

He left you in the doorway with tears swimming in your eyes, and he pretended not to notice them.

Nooooooo! This is not the right way to fix this!!! 😢😢😢

“Dean, what is this thing?” you asked. Your voice was shakier, more worried. “It looks like a bomb. And it smells awful, like chemicals.”

And this is what you get for being so stubborn and leaving her alone... 😑

But that's really creepy. You lay in bed, not fearing of anything and than you realize that someone has been IN your bedroom... It's such a horrible thing. 😖

Meeting John for the first time... this was really not the optimal situation. 🙈 And I get why he's so persistent but I think he went a little over the top here. Gladly Dean took her side and put John "in his place".

“You’re safe here,” Dean said softer into your ear. “Nothing’s getting to you, all right?”

Oh I hope he's right with that. 🙏🏻 But they're living together now and that's what's important right now. 🥰

What a rollercoaster again, hun! But I loved every second of it! ❤

Smoke Eater - Part 14

Pairing: Firefighter!Dean Winchester x F. Reader 

Summary: Dean Winchester is the cocky, but well-respected Lieutenant at Firehouse 25. He leads by example, but he’s also known to break a few hearts. He’s starting to crave something he’s never had, though. Something stable. Something real. 

That’s when he meets you, on a truly terrible day, trapped in a rickety old elevator.   

AN: Welcome back! Get ready for some more detective work, a pinch of Jo drama, another fire, and the reader finally meets John Winchester...

🔥Series Masterlist

Word Count: 7,500 Tags/Warnings: Angst, fire hazards, threats, and hurt/comfort.

Part 14: “Message in a Bottle”

A week before Christmas, John Winchester left his house for work before the sun had even risen in the sky. It was still dim when he stepped out onto his porch, which is why he didn’t see it at first.

He heard the clink when his boot kicked at something metallic.

He glanced down and found a small badge lying on the ground. He bent to pick it up, and on further inspection, it was a fire department’s badge. A replica, probably, because it had Dean’s number on it: 20579.

The badge was also splattered with blood.

Later at his office, John handed it over to his partner for his inspection.

“It’s actually paint,” John said. “Forensics looked it over. No prints, of course.”

“That’s a shame,” Cas said. His tone was mild, but his face was as grave as John’s as he considered the crimson-stained badge. They stood together in the bullpen of the 84th Precinct.

“And I got this little present a few days ago,” John admitted quietly. He grabbed a folder off his desk and showed Cas its contents: a picture of Sam leaving the courthouse while talking on his cell, climbing into his car. Someone was watching his sons.

“I already have a police detail on him,” John said, heaving a sigh. “I requested approval for Dean’s this morning.”

Cas’s frown was deepening, along with his furrowed brows. “We may need to ask for backup on this.” 

John shook his head. “Rufus won’t give it to us.”

Their esteemed Lieutenant thought John was on a vendetta with a ghost, stirring up a conflict of his own making. He only approved a temporary police detail for Sam, with the condition that John stopped what he was doing, let the Fire Department handle the serial arsonist, and let this blow over.   

But Rufus should’ve known better than that by now. This was personal, and John wouldn’t tolerate these yellow-bellied threats to his family.

“Azazel’s applying pressure, hitting your weak spots,” Cas said, perhaps pointing out the obvious.

“So let’s hit him back, goddamn it,” John growled. He threw down the folder back onto his desk.

“How?” Cas asked. “We still don’t know who Azazel is.”

The other man thought hard, rubbing a hand over his mouth, and feeling the overgrown stubble. He didn’t remember the last time he’d shaved.

“How’s your progress on questioning Savage & Co.?” he asked.

“Stalled. Nick Savage has lawyered up,” said Cas.

His face slackened from frustration to realization. He didn’t seem happy about his next idea, but it looked like he had one.

“Though now that I think of it, we may be able to apply some pressure of our own,” he said.

John raised a brow and crossed his arms. “How’s that?”

“Dean’s girlfriend works there, if you remember,” Cas said. “Something happened this past weekend at her company Christmas party.”

John nodded, despite his frown. He was set to meet you in a week, but it looked like they might need to question you before then. What a pleasant first meeting that was going to be.

But if you had anything on Savage, on the company, or even better, if you were willing to wear a wire, that could be the break they needed to get some headway on this case. They could squeeze Savage for any information he might have on Azazel—like his real identity.

“Tell me,” John said.

You returned to work on Monday with steel in your veins (and a taser in your purse).

You had about an hour of peace in your office, catching up on your emails and calls. Then there was a knock on your door before it pushed open without your consent.

Damn it, should’ve locked it. Your lips pursed when Nick Savage came in.

“You’re not supposed to be here,” you said firmly. Already you were opening a drawer in your desk, reaching into your purse.

“It’s my goddamn office,” Nick replied lazily. But he crossed his arms and stopped just behind the spare chair that sat in front of your desk. It gave you a good few feet of distance.

You stared back at the man with hidden satisfaction through your disdain. It seemed Dean’s threats got to him.

“Just thought I’d let you know that Josh’s been promoted to Senior Sales Manager,” Nick said. He checked his watch absently.

Your teeth clicked in irritation, but you let it pass. He was just trying to get a rise out of you, and you no longer gave a fuck about this company anyway. What you told Dean before was the truth: you were now here just to collect a paycheck, until you could find a new job.

“Good. He’s been working hard, kissing your ass,” you said with a fake smile. “Now if you don’t mind, I have a lot of work to do.”

Nick made the mistake of taking a half-step forward. Your hand subtly clenched on the weapon in your purse, but you tried your best to seem relaxed. In control of yourself. This was your office that you’d occupied for three years.

This was your space, and this man didn’t control you.

“Take one step forward, and I will quit today,” you threatened. And then you bluffed.

“I’ll call Mr. Greenway,” you said. “In fact, he offered me a job last month. Then I’ll make a few more calls, and I’ll take all of my accounts with me. I’ll kill your fucking sales team and leave Josh to continue sucking your lackluster tequila dick.”

Nick stared back at you with thinly veiled shock. You’d always been “no nonsense,” but you’d never spoken to him like that before. He smirked.

This was why he liked you. And hated you.

“All right,” Nick said. He didn’t come any closer, but he did rest his hands on the back of the chair. “How about I buy out your friend Greenway. His whole damn company. And then I’ll blacklist you with every other company that calls for a reference. Even the ones that don’t call.”

Your eyes widened incredulously. He had the gall to wink at you, boiling your blood.

“I’ll fucking sue you,” you said, hating the slight tremor in your voice.

Nick rolled his eyes. “This again? Please.”

You couldn’t help it. Your temper snapped, and you pushed away from your desk to stand up. You gripped the edge of it to steady yourself. You quirked a humorless smile.

“As it happens, I know a damn good lawyer,” you countered. “He puts murderers in jail every day. I doubt he’d struggle too much with a corporate asshole. And I’ll remind you, Dean’s father is a police officer. I’m sure he’d like nothing better than to lock you up after I report you for what you did. And I will.”

Nick scoffed at that, his eyes narrowing.

“If you take it there, I’ll have every resource at my disposal to make your life a living hell. I’ll drag this out for years. Until you’ve got nothing but your boyfriend’s charity to keep you from living in a fucking box.”

You were seething, trying to stay in control. He knew it too, and he smirked at you. He pushed away from the chair and started to leave.

But then, he tossed you a smug look over his shoulder.

“Just remember,” he said. “You could’ve just spread those legs for me.”

It took everything you had within you not to hurl a stainless steel stapler at the back of his retreating head.

“A double please, Ellen. Dry, lots of olives,” you requested.

After a ridiculously long day at work, you were now trying to let go of your frustrations at the Roadhouse, while you still had the money to drink. You rubbed through the ache in your temples.

“Long day, hun?” Ellen asked you. Her eyes were sympathetic as she made you the martini you ordered. You gave her an attempt at a smile.

“Long life,” you muttered.

“Hmm. Asshole boss?” she surmised.

You met her gaze with a note of suspicion. “Did Dean tell you…”

You knew he’d told his brother about what happened at the Christmas party. And you had a feeling he’d told Cas as well, to try and see what you could do from a law enforcement standpoint. The first step was filing a report. Now you knew, however, that you couldn’t. Not if you wanted your life to remain in one piece.

“Nothing, hun,” Ellen shook her head. “You’ve just got that look. I reckon every woman in the world has worn that face. Usually because of a man.”

You sighed and chuckled at the same time. It loosened some of the tightness in your shoulders.

“Yeah, well. This one’s a rat bastard in human clothing,” you replied.

“Ooh, sounds like my old biology professor,” Jo chimed in. She was drying out some newly clean glasses behind the counter along with Ellen. “He had a reputation for scoping out freshman girls.”

You made a gagging sound as you reached for the delectable martini glass Ellen slid your way.

“Men are disgusting,” you said. Jo snorted.

“99.8% of them, yeah,” she said. But her gaze drew towards the door when Dean Winchester came in. And she added, “A few of ‘em are all right.”

Was it just you, or was there a softer look in her blue eyes when she noticed Dean?

You were soon distracted though, giving your boyfriend a smile to try and cover up how exhausted you were, in every sense of the word. He greeted you with a warm hand along your lower back. He dropped a kiss to your forehead.

“Waiting long?” he asked.

“No, just a few minutes,” you shook your head. You laid a hand on his thigh when he took a seat next to you at the bar. “How was your shift?”

This week he was on three 12-hour shifts instead of his usual 24-hour shifts, which meant you got more of him in the evening. 

“Fine. Just a couple of accidents to clear off the road, nothing major,” he replied. He ordered a beer from Ellen and gave Jo a smile. He was surprised to see mother and daughter working civilly together under one roof, after the scene he saw last week.

“How’s the studying going?” he asked Jo, once Ellen was out of earshot to serve further down the line. He turned to you and filled you in. “Jo’s gearin’ up to hit the Police Academy.”

“Oh wow, that’s great!” you remarked.

Jo glanced over at her mom, but then she smiled, looking back at you and Dean. She focused on him.

“The test is in a few weeks,” she said. “I think I’m ready, but I don’t know…”

“You’ll be fine,” Dean said, with easy conviction. “You’re stubborn enough to know it’s what you want. So I got no doubts about you.”

Jo’s smile was warm, with a hint of shy and gratefulness. You smiled at Jo encouragingly, but inside, you had a familiar unease churning inside your gut.

Dean then turned to you with expectant brows. His fingers brushed a strand of hair away from your cheek, curling it behind your ear.

“And how was your day?” he asked. His tone was quieter, laced with double meaning.

Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed Jo moving on to another waiting customer with a small sigh.

You met Dean’s gaze and you nodded. “It was fine.”

His brows rose a touch higher. “Very convincing. You took the taser with you, right?”

You sighed and had to smile a little. His concern warmed you, made you feel protected, even though you’d had to do that part yourself today. You soothed a hand over his chest, between the open panels of his plaid shirt.

“Yes, I did. I’m okay, baby. We’re at a standstill,” you said. And you reminded him, “I can handle myself, you know.”

Dean nodded, sighing through his nose. His hand rubbed up and down your back, whether to comfort you or himself, you didn’t know. Your fingers curled into his shirt, and you smiled up at him, just before you tugged him down for a kiss.

It was slow and sweet, until you became a bit more than sweet, grazing his bottom lip with your teeth. His hand came up to cup the back of your head as he accepted the warmth of your kiss.

You knew that you couldn’t tell Dean what happened this morning in your office. He’d likely go for the Halligan in his trunk and beat Nick Savage within an inch of his life.

While the idea appealed to you for several reasons, you didn’t want to be the reason Dean lost his badge, or ended up in jail.

So over a couple of drinks, you distracted him by having a healthy debate over what you two were going to have for dinner later: sushi or pizza.

You ultimately won with sushi. (Or maybe he let you win. Either way, you were getting salmon rolls tonight.)

Still, you had that uneasy feeling when you and Dean left the bar. You wondered how the hell it had taken you this long to notice the starry look of longing in Jo’s eyes.

You fell into step with Dean as you two headed for the sushi restaurant down the street. It was already dark out, but even on a Tuesday night, the streets and sidewalks of downtown were busy.

“Can I ask you something…potentially uncomfy?” you said.

Dean’s head turned to you, with a raised brow.

“Uncomfy?”

You let out a breath, and you could see it on the December chill in the air. Your hands were tucked into your pockets, and so were Dean’s in his.

“Did you and Jo ever have a thing?” you asked.

Dean blinked, but then his lips pressed together. “What makes you say that?”

You sent him a suspicious look. You’ve known him long enough to know when he’s hedging.

“Just please, answer the question,” you said.

He blew out a breath. After a moment, he nodded.

“Yeah, for a few weeks,” he admitted.

You sighed. That sure explained a hell of a lot. And really, with his track record, you couldn’t be surprised.

“You dated her, or you hooked up with her?” you clarified. Dean shot you a look.

“Dated,” he said, rubbing a hand over his mouth.

Your brows furrowed. “When?”

He’d told you that he’d been in one relationship before, briefly…

“About a few months before I met you,” he said at last. But he saw the incredulous, almost upset look on your face. “Obviously it didn’t work out.” 

“You couldn’t have told me that earlier?” you asked. Your hands slipped out of your pockets to gesture at him. “How did it end?”

The man sighed, looking up at the sky.

“Come on, Dean,” you prodded.

“All right,” he placated with a hand. “It didn’t end great, put it that way.”

You couldn’t help a frustrated huff. You crossed your arms and kept walking beside him down the street, albeit in silence.

Dean glanced at you in slight exasperation. He was with you now. Why did it matter to you so much?

“She still has feelings for you,” you said, though you still weren’t looking at him.

“How do you figure?” he asked. But if he was honest, even he knew the truth.

“Because I could see her eyeing you like a honey glazed ham,” you snipped. At that, he let out an incredulous chuckle. 

“Are you jealous?” he teased.

You stopped walking and looked up at him, frowning. “Do you want me to be?”

Dean stopped as well. He sobered, realizing you weren’t in the mood for jokes. You’d been through a lot recently, and he knew then that you didn’t need this kind of stress on top of everything else. He drew closer and gently grasped your arms.

“Don’t worry about it,” he said. Though he thought to himself, I’ll talk to Jo if I have to.

You sighed in frustration, but he soothed his hands up and down your arms. His touch plied you, along with his smile.

“Hey,” Dean said, dipping his chin so he could catch your eyes. “You should know how I feel about you by now.”

You sighed and nodded in agreement. He wasn’t satisfied.

“Okay,” he said, squeezing your arms and earning your eyes on him. It took him a moment, letting out a breath, but he was honest.

“I love you," he reminded. "And if that damn elevator hadn’t broke down on you, I’d still be missing something.”

…Damn it, you thought, even as a blushing smile grew across your face. Dean Winchester was too smooth for his own good.

But you also saw the sincerity in his eyes. You couldn’t help but be warmed by his words, down to your toes.

“There she is. All right,” he said with a grin. He nodded in satisfaction and gathered you into his arms. “My soft girl again.” 

Your smile deepened, but you still pinched his side, making him flinch and laugh. You held him back and looked up at his handsome face. He still looked amused and his eyes were warm. You leaned up on your toes for a kiss that lingered on wind-chilled lips.

“I love you,” you whispered back, against his lips.

His smile against yours was your answer.

Two hours and two salmon rolls later, Dean drove you home. You had taken an Uber to the Roadhouse, which reminded him that he needed to make another trip to Singer Salvage.

He’d been scoping out potential cars to fix up for you. He’d even recruited Bobby’s help to find something good, something with strong bones. Dean could do the rest.

Even after he watched you get inside your house safely, he let out a subtle breath before he peeled away. He wished you were coming home with him tonight. More often, he was feeling your absence when you weren’t in his bed. But it also reassured him, that he knew you were safe with him and Sam at their apartment.

He later found his brother eating leftover chicken parmesan at the kitchen counter.

“Why’re you eating standing up?” Dean asked, tossing his keys onto the counter. He reached into the fridge for a beer. “You look like Big Bird if he wore a suit.”

Sam sent him a dry look. “I don’t know. Force of habit.”

He barely had time in his day for an uninterrupted coffee, let alone a meal. When Dean wasn’t here, Sam fell back onto his work habits. He took his plate and actually went to the table.

“You eat already?” he asked. Dean nodded and said he’d eaten with you.

“Oh yeah? How’s she doing?” Sam asked.

Dean sighed and sank down heavily onto the chair opposite his brother. He rubbed at his forehead.

“She’s okay, considering,” he replied. But he knew you hadn’t told him the whole story about how your day went at work. Whether you were trying to spare him, or protect him, or yourself, it still drove him up the wall. Knowing Nick Savage was still your boss, and he was there, an ever-present threat just a few floors above you in that building…

It made Dean’s skin crawl. It had his teeth grinding and coiled his spine tight with repressed rage. And worry.

He met his brother’s eyes. Sam had been watching him, hiding his wariness.

“What can we do about him?” Dean asked. He knew he didn’t have to explain who he was talking about.

Sam started to shake his head, but Dean wouldn’t have it.

“I mean it, Sam. Because I almost…” His hand and forearm clenched and unclenched on the table. He could almost feel the way his arm had pressed into Nick’s throat, slowly but surely crushing his trachea. Just a couple of minutes more, and Dean could’ve done it. In that moment, he saw it so clearly.

It was the first time he’d ever wanted to take a man’s life.

“I know,” Sam said. His brows furrowed in sympathy. “But you did the right thing.”

Dean’s lips pursed as his hand once again fisted on the table.

“If I hadn’t been there,” he said. “If I had been just a few minutes off…”

These were the what ifs that kept plaguing his mind, ever since the party. Sometimes, it added to the catalogue of waking nightmares that wouldn’t let him sleep.

“And now she’s gotta go back there, every day, where that animal is just waiting for an opportunity,” Dean gritted out. Then his fist dropped more heavily onto the table, rattling Sam’s silverware.

Sam held the table steady and looked at his brother, calm but firm.

“You can’t touch Savage,” he said. “Don’t even go near him. Whatever you do, he’ll use it against you, and potentially against her. Unfortunately, she’s got the best plan right now.”

Dean looked up at him with angry eyes.

“Wait him out,” Sam said, “until he makes a mistake he can’t easily cover up. In the meantime, she’ll find a new job and get the hell out of there.”

Dean forced a sharp breath through his nose. He leaned back in his chair and tapped his fist more calmly on the table.

“I don’t have to like it,” he said.

Sam nodded in agreement. “No, you don’t.”

The fire was wild. It was eating up the four-story apartment building in a full blaze. The Truck 79 team was geared up outside of it, with Chief Singer already calling out instructions along with Dean.

Benny and the Rescue Squad were already on the roof, rappelling down to get the ones trapped on the top floors out through the windows. Dean was on the ground. He had Gordon, Jack, and a few others behind him. Meg and Chuck were on standby, waiting for the firefighters to pull out any residents still trapped inside.

Dean had to wonder if he was walking into another arson, like the Richardson fire. Against his will, he thought of that day. He thought about everything his father had told him about that arson, about Azazel and his mom’s death. He thought about you, working for a man who was potentially tied to Azazel.

“Winchester,” Gordon tapped him on the arm. “You good?”

Dean glanced over at him, then nodded.

“Yeah. Let’s rock and roll.”

When Dean was at work, he couldn’t let the outside world into his mind. All he could let himself focus on was the scene ahead after he put his mask on.

Inside the first floor of the building was like entering a living furnace. It was hot as shit, and layers of smoke choked the room. The mask was the only reason Dean could see, let alone breathe.

He turned to Jack. “All right, take it room by room. Stay close. We don’t got a lot of time.”

Jack nodded his agreement, and Dean split his team. A few of the others took the first floor on his orders. Dean, Gordon, and Jack would take the old stairs to clear the second floor.

Fuck. This whole place is just wood and plaster, Dean thought, shaking his head. These old buildings were all the same. Easy to build, easy to knock down. And usually they weren’t up to code, often thanks to cheap property owners.

He got apartment 201 open with his Halligan. The shoebox studio was smokey as all hell, but it was clear of any tenants. Gordon moved on ahead quickly, but Dean’s brows furrowed as he listened to the unsteady creaking of the floorboards. He moved more carefully forward.

Until he felt the warmth under his boots, saw the orange glow underneath a thin patch of flooring.    

“Walker, wait!” Dean called, at the same time he held Jack back.

He reached out, just as the wood floor splintered and broke underneath Gordon. His eyes flashed wide just before he fell.

Dean dove for him. His Halligan clattered away, but he managed to grab onto the man’s sleeve before he disappeared. Gordon grabbed onto Dean’s arm and nearly pulled him down too. Luckily, he managed to grab onto the splintered edge with his other glove-covered hand. He gritted his teeth at the strain of the other man hanging off his shoulder, but he didn’t dare let go.

Jack grabbed Dean’s belt to keep him from sliding further down. It let him grab onto Gordon with both hands. The men panted for breath; Dean had a better vantage point to see that the middle of the ground floor below was engulfed in flames. The glow of it flared in the corner of Gordon’s eyes. He could feel the heat making both of them sweat.

The wood flooring under Dean creaked ominously, but before anyone could move, it broke further. He almost lost his grip on Gordon as his torso hung over the edge. He managed to get a new stronghold under the other man’s arm, and Jack did his best to keep Dean from falling by pinning his legs down. Jack was strong, but he was still a smaller man than Dean.  

“Jack, call for backup!” Dean gritted out. Jack nodded behind him and radioed in for help.

Gordon stared up at Dean with wide, but resigned eyes. “The floor’s gonna cave before you can pull me up.”

Dean stared down at him, even as lines of sweat poured down his forehead from within his mask. They both knew that if that happened, Dean would be pulled along for the ride down, maybe even Jack too. Dean gave a sharp shake of his head.

“Just hold on. Backup’s comin’,” he said. All his strength was going into keeping a firm grip on the man’s arm and jacket. He called to Jack over his shoulder. “Can you get next to me and grab him?”

To his credit, Jack tried. But the jagged edges of the floor around Dean were unsteady, creaking and groaning under Jack’s added weight, a bit too much.

“Stop, stop!” Dean shouted, halting Jack’s movements.

Gordon licked his dry lips and blinked sweat out of his eyes. “This might be the part where you let go, Winchester.”

Dean took exactly a beat to process his shock. Then he glared down at the man.

“Shut the hell up, Walker. You don’t let go, you hear me?” he barked. “Jack, grab the back of my jacket and my belt.”

Jack followed the order, and a combination of him pulling Dean up and Dean straining every muscle he had to heft up Gordon slowly, painfully, brought them back up and over the ledge.

Jack had an easier time then of helping Dean pull Gordon the rest of the way out of the hole.

And the rest of their Truck crew came to help them onto their feet, before the fire consumed the rest of the second floor.

Once Dean was out of the building, he took off his mask and breathed in cooler air on his face. He made a beeline for the fire truck. In the back was a cooler, and grabbed a bottle of water to dump over his overheated head and face while he caught his breath. Gordon and Jack were following suit, and the men stared and one another. All of their faces said the same thing.

We made it. We’re alive. That was almost fucked.

Gordon’s gaze met Dean’s, sobering further. For a moment, he looked like he was searching for words.

“How’s your shoulder?” he asked eventually.

Dean nodded, rotating his right arm. He was going to feel that bitch tomorrow.

“Fine,” he said. “You okay?”

“Yeah,” Gordon nodded. Another hesitation, followed by an honest gaze. “Thanks, Lieutenant.”

Dean’s face broke into a smile, wry but also genuine. “Yeah, thank me by layin’ off the burgers.”

He swatted the other man’s stomach and went for three more waters. He handed two of them to Jack and Gordon. One was smiling, while the other just smirked and shook his head.

“You callin’ me hefty?” Gordon remarked. “I’m averaging 6% body fat, man.”

Dean scoffed. “Yeah, right. What’re you, the Rock? That’s why you almost sunk.”

He dropped his fist into the air and made an exploding sound. Jack was wide-eyed, but Gordon just chuckled. They started making their way to the front of the truck to start packing up their gear. The Truck and Rescue teams had done what they could, and all the residents that made it out of the building were being seen to by the paramedics.

“I’d rather be weighed down by muscle than all them Little Debbie’s you’ve been putting away at the station,” Gordon shot back. “Cheap cake is not your friend.”

Dean rolled his eyes. “All right, that’s just uncalled for.”

“Dean,” Chief Singer called, beckoning him over with a hand. His free hand wore a glove as he held something steaming.

Dean nodded at his men and joined Bobby outside his department-issued SUV. Dean’s gaze focused on the bottle-shaped object in Bobby’s hand. There was a small digital box attached to the front, with wires wrapped around. The entire device was now blackened, but the smell of chemicals was unmistakable.

“Molotov cocktail?” Dean quipped, but his face was as grave as Bobby’s. The Chief nodded.

“Lafitte pulled this out of the fourth floor,” he said. “Looks like the same kind of incendiary device Arson found at the Richardson fire.” 

That night, you made dinner for Dean at your house. He was forced to explain what happened at the apartment building, and why he had his arm pinned to his side like a chicken wing. You made him sit down and relax, all while you tried to hide your worry and relief that he was mostly all right.

Later in the living room, you sat on your knees beside him on the couch and lifted the bag of ice from his shoulder. You peered at it in concern, gently rubbing your hand over the joint and surrounding muscle. Dean sighed through his nose as your gentle touch was both soothing and painful.

“Are you sure you should do another shift tomorrow?” you asked, replacing the ice. He shot you a glance.

“I’m fine,” he said.

“Right,” you said dryly. “That’s why you can barely move this arm.”

Dean rolled his eyes and made his point by raising his right arm, slowly, but easily back down.

“I’ll be up and running by tomorrow. Just need a good night’s sleep.”

“Dean, are you sure? You seem to be in a lot of pain,” you asked.

He tried to hold in his annoyance. “I think I’d know if I’m fine.”

“You forget, I know all too well what downplaying looks like,” you countered, giving him a chiding look. Dean didn’t appreciate it. He didn’t need you to mother him.

“This is my job, all right,” he said.

You gave him a steady look. Your hand moved up his shoulder to rest along the back of his neck. Your fingers slipped into his hair.

“I know that. But I’m allowed to worry,” you said. Your brows furrowed. “Please don’t get upset at me for that.”

Dean let out a breath. He relaxed against the couch and met your gaze. He knew he had no right to ask you not to worry about him.

“Yeah, okay,” he said.

To you, he still seemed a bit annoyed. You nodded and continued to gently sift your fingers through his hair. You had to wonder if his resentment was coming from a different place.

“Are you still mad at me for going back to work?” you tested.

Dean breathed out deeper this time, but he didn’t answer.

Bingo, you thought with a frown.

“Dean—”

“All I want is for you to be safe,” he said. His voice was harder as his face tightened up. His hand gestured in frustration. “This whole thing…that fucking douchebag…it’s killing me. Fucking killing me. And you know that.”

Your eyes softened, and you unconsciously bit your lip.

“Ditto,” you tried to joke. It landed flat, because your boyfriend was deadly serious.

He looked away from you with pursed lips and a frustrated shake of his head. You sidled closer to him and tried to soothe, with a hand on his chest.

“Look, I’m trying to find a new job, but it takes time,” you said.

“You could quit. You could quit right now,” Dean replied hotly.

You sighed; you couldn’t believe you had to remind him about this. “I can’t, Dean. I have bills to pay, just like you do. You think I like this situation any more than you? I’m the one who’s had to deal with this for months!” 

“I know that!” Dean snapped back. “Or should I say, now I do.”

He pulled away from your touch and pushed off the couch, onto his feet. You looked up with your mouth agape as he left the room. You got up and followed after him.

“You’re leaving?” you asked in shock. You watched him grab his keys and his wallet from the kitchen counter.

“I’ve got a long shift tomorrow and I gotta sleep,” Dean said, rather gruffly.

You followed him all the way to the door, where you grabbed onto his wrist. He stopped in the doorway, glancing back at you over his shoulder.

“Dean, please,” you implored. “Don’t go like this.”

After a beat, he seemed to soften. Just enough to lean over and press a brief kiss to the side of your head.

“I gotta go.”

He left you in the doorway with tears swimming in your eyes, and he pretended not to notice them.

When Dean woke up the next morning, his shoulder still ached, and he still felt guilty. He rubbed the offending join and tried to slowly roll the stiffness out of his arm. Fuck.

He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes next. They blearily took in the digital numbers on his alarm clock: 5:00 a.m.

He slid out of bed and got ready for work. He definitely wanted to check in with Arson about the device that likely started that fire, and he knew his dad would need to be brought in on it. It would give Dean a reason to press John for an update on his investigation.

By 6:00, he was finishing his coffee, about ready to head over to the station. He could hear the pipes running, meaning Sam was in the shower.

Dean was startled only slightly by his phone vibrating in his pocket. His brows furrowed, but he fished it out and found your name crossing the screen, along with a smiling picture of you. He sighed.

Part of him hesitated. If you were calling just to try and convince him to call out of work, he was going to get worked up again. And he’d rather not have anything disturb his first cup of coffee of the day.

Still, he answered. “Hey.”

“Dean, did you come into the house last night?” you asked.

He didn’t like the wary, almost scared tone of your voice.

“No.” His brows furrowed. “Why?”

“Look at the text I just sent you.”

He put you on speaker so he could check his messages. Sure enough, he found a picture from you. It was of a glass bottle-shaped object on your nightstand. There was a black box attached, but its digital screen was blank. Dean’s breath caught in his lungs as his eyes widened. His heart dropped into his stomach.

“Dean, what is this thing?” you asked. Your voice was shakier, more worried. “It looks like a bomb. And it smells awful, like chemicals.”

“Don’t touch it,” he said quickly. “Get out of the house…better yet, wait for me at your neighbor’s place. I’m coming over right now.”

And I’m calling Dad.

Dean tried his best to calm you while the police and the Arson Department swept your entire house for devices, fingerprints, and any other evidence on who broke in.

You had a hand over your mouth by the front door as you watched them turn over cushions, move tables and shelves, ruck through cabinets. Your entire life turned inside out.

Dean’s hand rubbed up and down your back. You eventually had to look away and sigh. You pressed closer to his side, and he wrapped his good arm around your shoulders.

“It’s gonna be okay,” he said quietly, and kissed the top of your head. Inside, he was furious. Mostly at himself.

If anything had happened to you last night, after he left…he would’ve never forgiven himself.

So it was a welcome distraction when John and Cas’s police car finally pulled into the driveway. Dean led you outside, away from the chaos happening in your house.

“Hey, Dad,” he said, with a nod at Cas. Both men nodded back.

“Son,” John greeted, His brown eyes turned to you next. He offered you a hand. “Good to finally meet you, despite the circumstances.”

You blinked up at him and curled a stray strand of hair behind your ear, a bit nervously.

“Oh, it’s…it’s great to meet you, Mr. Winchester,” you said, sticking out your hand and shaking his.

A smile flickered across Dean’s lips. He realized then that this was the first time you were meeting his father. You were adorably nervous.

A reserved smile tugged at his father’s lips as well.

“John’s just fine.”

You smiled back, with a bit of a blush tinging your cheeks.

“Now, can you tell me what happened here?” John asked you, not unkindly.

Dean’s good humor faded away as he explained about the device left on your nightstand. He filled them in about the fire he’d responded to yesterday as well.

“What the hell is happening, Dad?” he demanded to know.

John let out a breath and nodded, swiping a hand through his dark hair.

“It’s another one of Azazel’s signatures,” he said, lowering his voice so only the four of them could hear. “It’s a message.”

“To who?” Dean asked.

“To me,” John said. “Warning me to back off the case…there’ve been other threats. I’ve finally got a police detail on Sam, and I just got approval for you. I’ll add her to the list.”

John glanced at you. Your eyes widened in confusion as you tried to hold in your fear.

“Who the hell is Azazel?” You turned to Dean. “Is this…does this have something to do with your mom’s killer?”

John’s brows shot up at his son. “You told her?”

“You’re over here talking about him too,” Dean retorted. He gathered you closer and met his father with steely eyes, to mask how his gut was churning with worry.

“You need to get this guy,” Dean said, almost through gritted teeth. “Get him now.”

John agreed with a nod.

Once again, you covered a trembling hand over your mouth. Dean squeezed your side a bit to earn your attention.

“I want you to come stay with me,” he said. His tone was boding no argument, not that you would. You nodded and fairly melted against him. Your head rested against his chest.

“Dean, this is insane,” you whispered.

He nodded and pressed a kiss to your forehead. “I know. I’m sorry…I’m so fucking sorry about this.”

You looked up at him, your brows furrowing. “It’s not your fault.”

Dean met your gaze, but he couldn’t quite believe you. He was the one who kept pushing his dad for answers, to let him in on this. This was his family’s bullshit, not yours. You didn’t deserve to get dragged into it too.

The spell between you two was broken by Cas, awkwardly clearing his throat.

“We do need to ask you some questions,” he said. “About Nick Savage.”

You frowned. You peeled yourself away from Dean enough to face the detectives.

“What does he have to do with this?” you asked.

“His company is linked to a money laundering scheme, which ultimately leads back to Azazel,” Cas explained. “But we’re having trouble getting through his wall of lawyers.”

You scoffed. “Not surprising.”

However, it did worry you that Nick was possibly doing business with a criminal. Not that that should surprise you either. 

“What do you want to know?” you asked.

“Well, first of all, would you be willing to file a police report,” Cas said, more gently, “regarding your assault at his home.”

Your eyes widened. Your mouth fell open slightly before you looked over at Dean. His face tightened, along with his hand on the curve of your waist.

“Why do you need me to do that?” you asked Cas.

“It’ll give us the leverage we need to dig deeper into his business,” John said. “Knock loose any shady dealings. We could get him to cough up what he knows about Azazel.”

You wanted to help, but at the same time, you were reluctant to mire yourself deeper in this. Dean saw your reservations, and he could guess why.

“Won’t that just paint a bigger target on her back?” he asked.

“We’re gonna protect her,” John promised. His eyes went from Dean, back to you. “But we need your help. This could be the break we need to get to Azazel. To find out who this bastard is.”

John could see your indecision. “All you need to do is fill out the report. Maybe get up in court to testify.”

You tightened up at that. “Testify?”

“If it gets that far,” John nodded.

“I don’t think so,” you shook your head. “That man can make my life hell without a serial killer’s help.”

You looked to Dean for support.

In the beginning, he had all but begged you to do what his father and Cas were asking. But now, this was just too much. He pressed you more securely to his side.

“Dean?” his father prodded.

“You heard her,” Dean said. “It’s her choice.”

You sighed and held onto the back of his shirt gratefully. The detectives shared a look, with John’s brows furrowing. He regarded you with a gruff, slightly strained look.

“Listen, don’t you want Savage in a cold hard cell?” he asked. “You could put him there.”

“Dad, she said no. Lay off,” Dean’s tone sharpened. Unfortunately, he knew how stubborn the man could be.

“Dean, I’m trying to nail this guy, but I’m missing pieces,” John said. “Right now, I can’t do it without her.”

“Well, figure it out,” Dean snapped.

John frowned in near disbelief. "Excuse me?"

“Look, I know where your priorities are, but mine is making sure she’s safe," said Dean. "If you can’t handle that, then we’ve got a problem!”

The strength of his retort took everyone by surprise, but no one more so than John. He hid it well behind a deepening frown.

He glanced between you and his son. You were looking up at Dean with unshed tears in your red-rimmed eyes, grateful, and holding on tight to his shirt. He still held you to him. His entire frame was tight and angry.

And John knew that he would react the same way, if he were Dean. He also knew then that he was pushing too hard.

So he sighed, and pulled out a card from his wallet. He handed it to you.

“I’m sure you’ve got Cas’s number already, but here’s mine,” said John. “Call me if you change your mind.”

“I’m sorry for invading,” you told Sam that night. He was helping you and Dean bring in your suitcases. You were pretty much moving into their apartment, indefinitely.

“You’re not,” Sam said, shaking his head. “We’re happy to have you here.”

You gave him a tired, thankful smile. “I appreciate that, thanks.”

“We’ll get to have an in-house chef,” Dean chimed in, earning more amused look from you.

“Need I remind you that I’m not an actual chef?” you said. You set down your smaller suitcase, full of shoes and toiletries, to grasp the front of his shirt. You leaned up on your toes and met him with a kiss. It was sweet, but it was also tender. His arms came around your lower back and pulled you flush against him.

He parted from you gently, afterwards pressing his forehead against yours. He let out a brief sigh through his nose.

“I’m sorry, about how I left last night,” he said.

You shook your head, despite the tears that wanted to burn in your eyes. You wanted to tell him, It’s fine. I’m fine.

But you couldn’t lie to him.

“You came back when I needed you,” you said instead. “Thanks for letting me stay here.”

You felt his fingers tangle in your hair, his hand resting along the back of your neck. It was familiar, and soothing.

“This isn’t exactly how I wanted you to move in,” he admitted. You chuckled wryly.

“Really,” he said. “…I was thinking of asking you. But not ‘til, you know, down the line.”

You softened at that. You raised up on your toes and pressed a kiss to the corner of his mouth. Then you circled your arms around his neck and hugged him close. He held you back just as tightly.

“Thank you for always being there for me,” you said. He couldn’t see your smile, but somehow, he knew it was there. But he could also hear you sniffle, and feel your body tremble with tears.

“You’re safe here,” Dean said softer into your ear. “Nothing’s getting to you, all right?”

 You nodded, pressing your face into his neck. He continued to say and do whatever he felt he had to in order to reassure you that night, and make you feel safe.

All the while, he was trying to reassure himself.

AN: *burrr* That tension, huh? What did you think of her finally finding out about Jo's lingering feelings, plus a bit of Dean's resentment, him and Gordon coming to an understanding, and the reader meeting John for the first time! 😮‍💨😮‍💨

Good news though. Next time, we'll take a huge break from all this drama and have a nice fluffy Christmas special. (Plus a healthy dose of spice. ❤️‍🔥)

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You hadn’t undressed yet from your jeans and sweater, but you crawled across the bed to come up behind him and drop a gentle hand on his shoulder.

“How’s your slugging arm?” you asked.

Dean quirked a smile at you over his shoulder. “Just fine.”

“Dean,” you said. Your tone was gentle, but warning. No downplaying.

You pressed your lips against the side of his head and soothed your hand along his shoulder and down his arm. Still, he was resistant.

“I’m fine, sweetheart,” he said.

You hummed. “Okay. I guess you don’t need a massage then.”

He paused. His head tilted just so, once again turning to you over his shoulder. You spied the edge of his piqued interest, his grin.

“Well, if you’re offering…”

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And the conversation with Jesse finally came.

The way she says "Whistler" without a second's hesitation, makes clear her intentions to go and her concerns about leaving.

And Jesse said what we all had thought, the problem of wanting to leave or not, the worries, were Lucy's, because Kate literally said nothing

I really wanted to gif every second of this scene but it was already too much, so I took the moments that I thought were the most remarkable and did what I could with them

I love the way Lucy leans into Kate the second she gets close, almost like that's all she needed, to have her there with her, the sigh she lets out when she puts her head on her shoulder and her little smile when Kate gives her the kiss on the forehead, her mind was spinning and Kate made her at ease by being there

And the way the first thing Kate asks is how she is feeling, she is taking care of her by giving her the chance to say whatever she wants, no need for it to be about the job

It's not forever

I don't know what else to say, I just love the way Kate reassures her that it's okay if she wants to go without saying the exact words, she knows that what Lucy needs is to feel safe so she can be at peace and Kate gives it to her.

-Kate jealous just because of how cute it was-

And this little moment because I feel like Kate could melt right there by the way she looks at Lucy, how she goes from seeing her lips to her eyes and the rest of her face, memorizing once again every millimeter of her 🥺😭❤

I'm not going anywhere

Lucy doesn't say it, not in the exact words at least, her fear wasn't leaving Kate, her fear was that Kate wouldn't want to wait for her -or at least I interpreted that- she was scared that having to be apart would be too much for her, that was her fear, and Kate understands this immediately and once again gives her the reassurance Lucy needs, to know that she can go and she'll be there

And I couldn't pass up the cutest expression in the whole universe 🥰

In the first gif the way Kate looks at Lucy after she says "so" it almost seems like she is telling her that she can say it, that she can say out loud that she will go, and her smile after Lucy says it just proves what I'm telling you.

Even when Lucy has already made her decision she again says that she will do it only if Kate is sure it's okay for her to do it, and I must say I love that little part of the conversation, because Kate has just told her that they are going to be fine and that it's okay if she decides to go, but Lucy wants to be completely sure so she knows that her decision isn't hurting Kate

And again Kate proving that Lucy was right in saying she's the best girlfriend ever, talks to her about three different things. First: conquering her fears, overcoming the fear of the water and the sea -and in general any fear- is not an easy thing to do and Lucy is deciding to do it on her own, that's to be admired, second: it's good for her career, if my blondie has shown us something is that she knows that Lucy's future as an agent is as important as their future together, that's why she is there to support her in everything, and third: they are strong enough, they can handle this as long as they do it together, they have found each other more than once after being apart for months, they always come back to each other and this time their love is stronger than anything and they are closer than ever, the distance will be only physical 😌

And by this point we were all crying 😪

I miss them already and it's only been four days, I don't know what I'm going to do without them together for the next few episodes, but we'll find out. In order not to run out of things to do I'm taking suggestions, should I make gifs and give my opinion about Kate with the team in the next episodes? should I learn to make shorter posts? you tell me

Honestly I have a lot more to say about this episode, but for now and for the analysis I feel this is enough, if you want to discuss more in depth my question box is always open and if you don't want everyone to see your opinion my chat is always available, my first language is spanish so feel free to reach out with a "weeeeey!"

that's all for today, thanks for reading me, toodles 😘

2/2 episode 7

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Mimi!!! Chapter 52 had me holding my breath it was so good it made me dizzy and the fact that I was double attacked because for some reason when I was reading this chapter my playlist decided that it was going to play "So this is love"😅😭

But Mimi can we talk about the smut🤌🏻it was so detailed and so well written, felt like I was present and saw the actual scene. Oh and the kiss he gave oc on the stomach that had her giggling waaaaah I don't think I'd be able to get over this chapter. This is hands-down one of my favorite chapters of MH.

Thank you Mimi for this amazing, you are a gem, such a good writer🥺❤🥰I appreciate you!!!

I’m so happy you enjoyed it ! I’m gonna say it again but writing smut is not easy these days 😭 I tend to get stuck or I’m just not motivated enough to write it, so this means a lot !! Thank you 🫶💕

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Hello my friend!

May I request Jonathan Crane x f!reader- more like Scarecrow, threatening a Legion member because one of their hostages is their partner? A story would be very much appreciated!❤

Hellooo my dearest! It's a pleasure as always to receive your requests♥️ I loved writing this one!! 🥺🙌 Hope you enjoy & like it! 🥰 I tried to make his Scarecrows personality as threatening as possible towards the members😂

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The last thing you remembered was that you were about to enter your home. You were looking for your house keys in your pockets, and out of nowhere you suddenly felt someone inject a syringe in your neck. You tried to fight against your attacker, but it was useless. Whatever they had injected you caused you to see everything blurry as you fell to the floor. After that, everything went black for you.

Once the members of the Legion of The Horribles had captured you, they thought it would be a good idea to show their new hostage to Scarecrow. It was actually a really, really bad idea. At the sight of seeing you tied up and asleep, he felt like his soul was ready to leave his body. His worst fear was finding out you got hurt! This was very bad for him, especially because the ones who captured you were members of the Legion, which he was obviously part of it, too.

"What did you do to her?" Scarecrow said, trying to hold his composure, but there was obvious anger in his voice. "Nothing for now, Mr Crane." One of the members said. He turned around looking at the members who was standing next to him, he was now beginning to get not angry, but rather mad at the situation. "Why did you capture her?!" He didn't care to raise his voice to anyone when it came to your wellbeing.

The clear confusion on the face of the members who were staring at the scene made him continue talking. "That's (Y/N), she's my partner!" He stressed the word 'partner' to make it as clear as possible. The whole enviroment began feeling awkward and tense, as well.

He rushed towards you. You were tied up and he noticed that you had some bruises in your head and a few small stratches, which was caused by your fall to the floor, but he didn't know that. He felt a lot of emotions at that moment, he was both anxious and frustrated for the whole situation.

The sudden motion of movements, lights, and voices talking made your consciousness return to your body. You, very slowly, began opening your heavy eyes only to see your boyfriend (as Scarecrow) in front of you. You still saw everything blurry, and you blinked a few times to adjust your vision to your surroundings. You felt extremely dizzy and you had forgot what happened and why the hell were you there.

"Are you alright, love?" Your boyfriend asked you, removing a piece of hair that covered your face. "H-how did I get here, Jon? What happened?" You asked him, visibly confused. He places his hand on your cheek and began stroking it, especially the part of the cheek that had a small scar in it. "Everything's fine. I'm going to take care of it and I'll take you home so you can rest, yes?" He sweetly said to you, and you managed to nod.

He turned around again to where the members were staring, especially walked towards the member that was previously standing next to him. He didn't look very happy about what happened. "This," he said, pointing his gloved finger to where you were "better not happen again." He said as he pressed his finger against the members chest, then turned his head to his side so he could look at the other.

"This goes for all of you. If I find out that ANY of you dare lay a finger on (Y/N) ever again, things won't get very nice and I'll make sure you regret it. Understood?" He wasn't the type to scold the other members or anyone else, as a matter of fact, but when he became Scarecrow he didn't have the same shy & awkward personality he usually had, so he didn't mind raising his voice.

Especially, because this situation was about you getting hurt and being scared, so he did have to make some things clear. All the members nodded to what he said, and one of them muttered a quiet apology. He walked to where you were again, still sleepily trying to keep your eyes open and remember what happened, and carried you in his arms. "If you excuse me, I have to take (Y/N) home." He said as he walked and passed through the members, carrying you in his arms.

He carried you back to the home you both shared. On your way, you had regained a slight bit of consciousness, but you still kept your eyes closed because you had a strong headache. As he entered your home, he took you to the bedroom and gently placed you in bed, covering your full body with the sheets.

He sat on the bed near where your face was. He began petting your hair and tucking behind your ear small pieces of hair that covered your precious face. With the back of his finger, he began stroking your cheeks, which caused you to blush and smile at him. "Thank you, Scarecrow..." you muttered as you smiled.

He took of his Scarecrow mask for a bit, placing it next to him. He got closer to you and gave you a big, loving kiss on your head and then on your cheek. "It's alright, my love. I promise you, I'll always protect you no matter what or who hurts you. Now, rest. I'll come back soon."

He gave you another peck on his cheeks, causing your blushing to be more intense, and to giggle at his actions. He put the Scarecrow mask on again, and left the bedroom through the balcony, since he still had to take care of some villainous duties. Looking at him leave, you giggled to yourself about why he couldn't leave through the door like everyone else, but that was him, you thought to yourself. But, you loved your sweet and protective Scarecrow that way.

[merry-andrews]

Dear Lord!!! OP, I'm giving you all my money if you ever decide to write a second part for it!!! It's soo so soo good!!!!!💕✨💗💕✨💗💕✨💗

These two gifs just express my feelings through reading the story! First I started reading I never expected such sweet, lovely, delicious! Characterization!! It was like a sweet treat after a hard, busy day🥰💕 your Johnny is a sweet lil angel I want to protect! 🥺 the way he very cutely try to get stranger's attention, how he pronounces butchers the words terribly that Kenshi (he decided to just ignore Johnny at first) corrects him hehe! Johnny using tall, dark, handsome and dangerous for describing Kenshi was just so so wholesome! God I read that part of 'you from around here? :)' 'I live in Japan' 'so..why are you here? :))' 'for a drink.' '..what are you drinking?? :)))' many times hehe he's so trying to get Kenshi's attention and he's so failing and it's just soo Johnny it's adorable!! I want to smooch his cute face aww!!🥰🥰💕💕 then Kenshi deciding to not leaving Johnny because he isn't from around here and he may get hurt and then he comes back to check on Johnny hhnn!💗💗💗 I love a good fight scene and let me say dear writer you really nailed it!👌💕 giving Kenshi a wound so now he has to walk to Johnny's hotel room for patching himself up hhn I wanted to scream!!🤭🤭💗💗 Johnny reminds me of a little kitten! So confident to get the attention he wants! That 'I will wow you!' Just had me heart-eyed!! God I just can't get over with how good this fic is!!💕 Kenshi being 😑😐🙄 while inside he finds Johnny's acts so endearing!🥰 to be honest your Kenshi is the most satisfying Kenshi I've ever read! Having a I-see-the-reality-as-how-it-is vibe while being like; 'yeah he's an idiot. But he's MY idiot! >:(' God I want to kiss you for writing it! Your fic is just soo so good and so so complete from every aspect I want to read it again and again!!😌🥰😊💕✨💕✨💕✨💕✨💕✨💕✨💕✨💕 I LOVED smut part! Writing a good smut is hard and letting characters having fun and joke around while having sex? It was soo so sweet and intimating🥺💕💕💕 last part was a bittersweet but I think it's the best ending you could imagine for this fic. I loved how he rushes to Johnny's part and kisses him 'go to sleep' when he stirs around in the bed🥺🤭💗😊 Kenshi is that sweet protective caring boyfriend. I love him so much!!! Lots of kudos from me, wishing you a great day dear writer🥰🥰🥰🥰😚😚😚❤✨💕❤✨💕❤✨💕❤✨💕❤✨💕❤✨💕❤✨💕❤✨💕❤✨💕

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Mortal Kombat (Video Games) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Johnny Cage/Takahashi Kenshi Characters: Johnny Cage, Takahashi Kenshi, Cristina (Mortal Kombat) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting, Pre-Relationship, Canon Rewrite, Canon-Typical Violence, Game 12: Mortal Kombat 1 (2023), Attempt at Humor, Porn With Plot, Porn with Feelings, Companionable Snark, Dialogue Heavy, To Be Continued

[iloveilovei]

🌼 Young Royals 🌼

Just a hodgepodge of asks to get to know your favorites and gush some more about YR (one day it'll be enough right?). Share your thoughts dears! ❤

Thank you @levok for the tag 🥰

This took me some time, choosing between all those scenes was hard (!!!), but it was so much fun to dive deep into this wonderful show once again (not that I stray so far from it nowadays)..

Favorite kiss:

All of their kisses are beautiful in their own way and meaning, but this kiss is filled with so much love and desire, so soft, so deep... dipped into that orange light, the boys are the epitom of love. 🧡💜

Favorite hug:

I love what this hug represents, as in Wille's first step forward to being open with his love for Simon and the first sign of the coming revolution. Plus the way that Simon let's himself be hugged here, his need to be hugged in this moment (when it is usually Wille who needs a hug) makes me all mushy inside...

Favorite forehead touching:

The tension 🙈!!! Simon and Wille's way towards their first kiss (not counting Simon's little pecks) is so awkward, full of NOs and YES/NOs, hearts racing, fast breathing and slowly getting closer... but the moment their foreheads touched, it was on!

Favorite hand holding:

Omg how I squeeeeed when this happened, especially when Simon started caressing Wille's pinky, that pinky that reached out to Simon in the first place... I could squeeee again just watching the gif....🥰

Favorite Wille and Simon outfit:

Simon's Looney Tunes shirt with the purple button up.

Wille's blue sweatshirt.

As featured in this scene:

(And Simon's purple hoodie, duh!)

Favorite OST song:

The Harmony Theme, this song IS Young Royals 💜

Share a moment that:

- made you cry (happy or sad tears):

The Lucia scene, because Wille was so broken and his tear-stained voice and the actual tears in his eyes while looking at Simon with that pleading look did something to me... I cried ugly tears (while sobbing... 🥺).

- made you smile big:

There are a lot of moments that put a big smile on my face, but this moment I smiled my biggest smile, because those two are so endearing here, so nervous, but full of anticipation, slowly strolling to Simon's room (although they would rather run), so smiley when they share a short look, knowing fully what's to come and probably thinking that they fooled both Linda and Malin with the "video-games" charade...

- made you want to throw your screen against the wall:

August leaking the video, although August taking the video in the first place is a close second...

Fish scene, first time or morning after scene?:

Do I really have to choose... damn!

The fish scene, yessss.... YES!

Moments you knew this show was something special:

The whole opening took me by surprise, honestly, and the moment I saw the beat up boy, breathing heavily, while obviously having a panic attack, combined with the direction, camera work, lightning, I knew I was watching something special...

Quote you love:

Ayub: " I can see there's something going on. Bro, you like, really like him..."

Ahhhhh, I love Ayub ❤ I love how he immediately grilled Simon about his obvious crush 😜

But on a serious note, the one quote that sums up the whole Wille/Simon relationship, that is a general truth and soooo important is

"We haven't done anything wrong."

(!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

Who would you want to be friends with first (or to be BFFs) if you went to Hillerska?:

Felice the super-sleuth, she is awsome!

Pick a song you like that you feel could be a Wille's, Simon's or Wilmon's anthem:

I'm not good with stuff like this, but I really like this one (and it picks up the fire theme 🙃):

Show me a scene that when you see it, makes you want to rewatch the show right then and there:

Honestly, I don't need to see a scene to rewatch it again, at the moment I always want to (and I have to restrain myself to actually not do it or to watch only parts of it). And I'm like the Pavlovian dog, when I hear Netflix's "tudum" I immediately go 👀👀👀... 🙈

TAAAAAAAAAAAAAG, you're it (if you want to, no pressure!!! Since it took me so long to make this post you probably already have done it 🙈):

@swedishyr @egyptienneallure @myyoungroyalsblog @purplehoodiesimon @hanna-kin @starsabovetheunderground

[dreamwritesimagines]

DARLIN! I just thought of a really heart melting fluff-tastic scene for Cherie and Anthony!! Ok, imagine: they’re at a picnic or something and there’s a baby and Cherie is just ENAMORED (hehehehe) and Anthony is just watching with the bIGGEST heart eyes 💚🥺💚 like Cherie is just running around through the grass and giggling with the little one… I’d just melt at the baby-fever Anthony would be struck by… especially since we KNOW he wants heirs 🥰

Ooooh my God! I need this scene, I NEED THIS SCENE!? 😱😍❤

Like, I can just see the heart eyes and he wouldn't be able to look away while Cherie is like totally focused on the baby and trying to make them laugh ❤ And Anthony would be like imagining their future with their baby and-

You know what, we're definitely getting a scene like this in the story, this is SO GOOD! 😱❤

Thank you so much love! 😱❤❤