#if you did not know i am vampire boy no. 1. if i ever imagine myself fantastically it is in alignment with that kind of thing.
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Hmโฆ what do you think youโd be like as a siren? Should I be scared of you?
wow... what a question... well. first of all. i think i am the most beautiful boy on earth and a very good singer and i think i would be a very effective siren. i believe in beauty and violence so if i were a siren i would absolutely be drowning people just to drown them i think that's the whole point of it all... i do like to think i'd be a threat. that's the fun of it if you ask me :)
#best siren characters are the ones that are unrepentant and gleeful. if i get to choose the way that i am then that's how i would be :3#unsurprising words for someone who had the peter pan mermaids as a pfp for a significant amount of time.#we were only trying to drown her <3#if you did not know i am vampire boy no. 1. if i ever imagine myself fantastically it is in alignment with that kind of thing.#siren who is beautiful and dangerous and has sharp teeth. you know the vibe.#ask#not poetry
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Look at Me (Part 1?)
Dwayne x Reader (Female)
So excited to write again, the lost boys def has a choke hold on me right now and so does Billy Wirth. I am open for requests though it may take me some time to write them and if someone wants a second part or has any suggestion let me know!!
As usual the boys were out on the boardwalk. They stood at a random corner on the boardwalk, looking at the passing people and trying to scope out some good victims. Paul and Marko were sitting on top of an old fence by one of the shops, watching the crowd while David lean against the same fence. Dwayne was turned, watching people look through the vendor's stands and walk into little window shops.
That's when he saw you. You walked along the pathways, looking at jewelry and little books people sold, picking things up and inspecting them.
He thought you were the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. He watched you shop and look around, not able to tear his eyes away. He was hit with an urge to know about you, he wanted to know your name, age, favorite color, what things made you smile. The thoughts that went through his head scared him, why was he so worked up?
"You alright Dwayne?" David asks following his line of sight and spotting you.
Dwayne nodded his head and looked slowly at David, hesitant to look away scared you'd disapear. "Yeah," he says.
"She sure is pretty," David says nodding his head towards you.
"mh," Dwayne hums in agreement.
"Who is?" Paul asks turning around to look through the crowd, Marko soon doing the same.
"Girl with the y/hc hair, by that stand," David tells them.
Dwayne just watches them. He watches you buy a little trinket from the stand you were at. You start to walk and continue to look around.
As soon as you start to walk, the other three boys loose their focus and start to talk about random stuff. Dwayne sneaks away and walks up beside you.
"That's very pretty," he says motioning to the braclets you were fiddling with on your arm.
"Thank you," you respond with a warm smile.
"I'm Dwayne, sorry if I frightened you, just wanted to say hi," he says, still walking by your side.
"That's alright, I'm y/n," you respond, looking at the lights and rides as you pass by.
"That's a gorgeus name," Dwayne says with a grin.
"Thanks," you say, "I don't mean to sound rude, but why are you walking with me?"
Dwayne wasn't off put by this question, "Saw you looking though stands and you caught my attention, that's all," he responds.
"Well did you want something?" You ask curiously.
"Just to talk to you, I couldn't imagine living with myself if I hadn't," he says flashing a grin.
You shake your head and chuckle.
"Look at him go," Paul says, watching the interaction from the same fence where he was perched.
"What were you up to anyway?" You ask.
"You're full of questions aren't you honey?" he jokes, "just watching people."
You look at the shops as you walk, looking for anything that might catch your eye.
"You aren't from here are you?" Dwayne asks.
"No, just moved here."
"By yourself?" Dwayne asks looking at you.
"Yeah," you answer.
"no family around here or anything, no friends?" Dwayne asks looking back and realizing that the rest of the boys are no longer in sight.
"Nope, I've always liked being kind of on my own, having space," you reply looking at him. "What about you?" You ask.
"I live with my brothers and my sister," he replies.
"The ones you were with?"
"You saw us?"
"Hard to miss," you answer with a grin and a soft hit to his arm.
The comfort he gave off should have seemed odd but he was so nice and playful, unlike many people you had met. He thought you were beautiful and smart, someone he could envision spending the rest of his life with, but then there was the though of you knowing what he was, a monster. Even if you were somehow okay with that, you were still a human and he would never want to put you through the pain of having to become a vampire like him.
"Are you alright?" you ask laying a hand on his arm, the two of you had stopped walking but the two of you were now in a slightly less crowded space.
"Hm? Yeah I'm okay," he says giving you a small smile and a playful wink. He tosses an arm over your shoulder and you start to walk again. You weren't really walking to get somewhere, just looking around.
"This isn't to much is it?" he says softly, leaning down closer to your ear.
"hm?"
"my arm," he replies, nodding his head towards yours.
"No, it's okay," You chuckle.
#the lost boys#the lost boys x reader#tlb x reader#tlb 1987#the lost boys 1987#the lost boys dwayne#tlb dwayne#dwayne x reader#dwayne the lost boys
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Mysterious Fangs - Chris Sturniolo
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6
Part 7 Part 8
Relationship:vampireoc!Meris Hawthorne x human!Chris Sturniolo
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข: ๐ฐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐โ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐-๐ข๐๐๐-๐๐๐ ๐ผ๐๐๐๐ ๐ท๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ผ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ผ๐๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ขโ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ผ๐๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐.
โ ๏ธ๐ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐โ ๏ธ: ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ผ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐ฐ๐๐๐๐, ๐ต๐๐๐๐, ๐ฟ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐??
โMeris! Are you even listening to me?โ Marlieneโs voice jolted her out of her thoughts.
Meris turned to face her best friend, who was perched on her bed, twirling a strand of curly brown hair around her finger. Marlieneโs dark eyes sparkled with their usual mix of sass and concern.
โSorry, what were you saying?โ Meris asked, trying to focus.
โI was saying,โ Marliene drawled, โthat youโve been acting weird lately. Even weirder than usual. And Iโm pretty sure it has nothing to do with your nighttime dietary preferences.โ
Meris rolled her eyes. โIโm fine, Marliene. Justโฆ thinking.โ
Marliene raised a skeptical brow. โThinking about the new guy, Chris Sturniolo, maybe? Donโt think I didnโt notice the way you practically turned into a statue when he walked into chemistry today.โ
Meris felt her face heat upโa useless reflex she hadnโt quite shaken, even after becoming a vampire. โI did not.โ
โYou so did.โ Marliene smirked, leaning forward. โYouโre lucky you donโt blush anymore, or youโd have been the color of a tomato. Whatโs the deal? Heโs cute, Iโll give you that, but youโve never been this rattled over a boy before.โ
Meris hesitated, gnawing on her bottom lip. โItโs not that simple, Mar. I meanโฆ whatโs the point? Even if I liked him, which I donโt, itโs not like I could actually date him. You know, with the wholeโฆ vampire thing.โ
Marliene softened, her teasing tone replaced with genuine sympathy. โMer, you deserve to be happy. Vampire or not, youโre still you. And maybeโjust maybeโChris could handle that. You wonโt know unless you give him a chance.โ
Meris shook her head. โYou make it sound easy, but itโs not. If he found out what I really amโฆโ She trailed off, her voice barely a whisper.
โThen heโd have to deal with it,โ Marliene said firmly. โAnd if he canโt, heโs not worth it. Simple as that.โ
Meris smiled faintly, grateful as always for Marlieneโs unwavering support. But deep down, she wasnโt sure if she was ready to risk letting someone else into her worldโa world that was far more dangerous than Chris could ever imagine.
As the moon rose higher in the sky, Meris couldnโt shake the thought that Chris might already be pulling her world off balance, whether she wanted him to or not.
Meris paced her bedroom, her steps almost too light to make a sound. Marliene watched her with an amused expression, sprawled across the bed like she belonged there.
โYou canโt keep doing this,โ Marliene said, breaking the silence.
โDoing what?โ Meris shot back, though she knew exactly what Marliene meant.
โTalking yourself out of every good thing that comes your way,โ Marliene replied, propping herself up on her elbows. โYouโve been staring at Chris like heโs the last sunrise youโll ever see, but you wonโt even talk to him outside of project pairings in class. What gives?โ
Meris stopped pacing and crossed her arms. โI canโt just waltz up to him and start a conversation, Mar. What if I say something weird? Or worse, what if heโโ
โWhat if he likes you back?โ Marliene interrupted, grinning.
Meris glared at her. โYou donโt get it. What if he gets too close? What if I slip up and he finds out what I am? I couldnโt handle that.โ
Marliene rolled her eyes dramatically. โYouโre not going to slip up, Mer. Youโve been doing this for a year. Do you see me walking around with fang marks? No. Youโve got this down to an art.โ
โItโs different with you,โ Meris said, her voice quieter. โYou already know. Youโve always known.โ
โAnd you think I freaked out? Nope. I stayed right here, just like I always will. Because youโre still my best friend, vampire or not,โ Marliene said, her voice soft but insistent. โWhy are you so sure Chris would run the other way? Maybe heโs stronger than you think.โ
Meris hesitated, leaning against her desk. โI donโt know if I want to take that risk.โ
โYou want to take it. Youโre just scared,โ Marliene said, sitting up fully now. โWhich is normal. But, Mer, you canโt let fear keep you from living. Or, you know, whatever the vampire version of living is.โ
Meris couldnโt help but smile at Marlieneโs bluntness. It was one of the things she loved most about her best friendโMarliene never sugarcoated anything, but she always said what Meris needed to hear.
โMaybe heโs not even interested,โ Meris mumbled, more to herself than Marliene.
โOh, heโs interested,โ Marliene said confidently. โThe way he looked at you in class today? Like you were the most fascinating thing heโd ever seen. Which, honestly, you probably are.โ
โStop,โ Meris groaned, though her lips twitched into a reluctant smile.
โMake me,โ Marliene teased. โSeriously, though. You need to talk to him. Just start smallโask him about homework or something. Youโre both in chemistry. Use it as an excuse.โ
โChemistry,โ Meris echoed, shaking her head. โYeah, because thatโs not ironic at all.โ
Marliene laughed. โExactly. Youโve got this, Mer. Worst-case scenario? Heโs not interested, and you move on. Best case? Heโs totally into you, and you get to have a normal teenage crush for once.โ
Meris sighed, the weight of Marlieneโs words settling over her. A part of her wanted to believe it could be that simple. But another part, the one that lived in the shadows and fed on blood, reminded her that her life was anything but normal.
โOkay,โ she said finally. โIโll talk to him. Tomorrow.โ
โThatโs my girl!โ Marliene said, throwing a pillow at her playfully.
Meris caught it with ease, smiling despite herself. Tomorrow. It wasnโt much, but it was a start. And maybe, just maybe, Chris Sturniolo was worth the risk.
#chris sturniolo#sturniolo triplets#oc#vampires#tw blood#slow burn#angst#romance#fluff#smut#sturniolo smut#dark romance#high school#best friends#grunge#book series#fan fiction#part 1
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โLadies and gentlemen, boys and ghouls, Welcome one and all to tonight show~ I am your friendly neighbour Showman, Phineas. oh, just what a truly haunting pleasure it is to see all your spirited faces gathered here tonight!! I stand before you to celebrate, announce, and embrace the arrival of the spine-tingling month of October!!โ
โAnd we all knows what that means~ the air is crisp, the leaves are falling, and the pumpkin spice is flowing. It's that time of year when the mischievous spirits come out to play and Halloween lurks just around the cobweb-covered corner. Yes, honey, it's time to release your inner witch, wizard, vampire, or even a gloriously goofy ghost!โ
โIn this magical month of October, the world transforms into a whimsical wonderland of frightful delights. It's the time when the veil between realms becomes as thin as spider silk, granting us a chance to embrace our wildest imaginations.โ
โAnd we are here tonight to make sure that during this frightful and spooOOOOooky~ month, you would have the most fun you could have ever dream of!! Heheh~โ
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//okay I made a small drawings ideas list for you all to use for fun during this month, is not long or a lot but is the best I could do tbh. You do not have to do them in order or as fast as possible, you can just pick what fit your fancy and have fun!!
{DRAW YOUR OCs}
Getting ready for Halloween
Carving a pumpkin
Going to a simple Halloween party
Going/giving trick or treating
Splash art for their costume (like in genshin)
Scary movies night
Playing a horror game
Waking up from a nightmare
Halloween masquerade ball
Dressing up as their favourite horror movie character
Let them sing their favourite children rhythm but in a more of a scary tone.
Dancing underneath the blood moon
Got cursed by a witch (your choice what the curse is)
Exploring a real hunted house
Day of the dead
Dress as their friend/family member
Doing one of those 3am scary challenges (Bloody Mary, ouija)
Be a menace to society and watch or already set the Christmas decorations and movies mid October >:3
Visit a graveyard, why not?
Doing a devilish ritual to summon an ancient evil deityโฆ with the besties!!
Getting drunk in a party
Hiding a DEAD BODY.
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{OCs Asks}
1. If your OC had to choose between being a vampire, werewolf, or witch,etc. which one would they pick and why?
2. What would be your OC's favorite Halloween candy or treat? Would they have any unusual cravings?
3. Does your OC have any unique Halloween traditions or rituals that they follow each year?
4. If your OC hosted a Halloween party, what would be the theme and how would they decorate the venue?
5. What is your OC's opinion on scary movies? Do they love them or avoid them at all costs?
6. If your OC were to go trick-or-treating, who would they go with?
7. Has your OC ever encountered a real ghost, monster, or other supernatural entity during Halloween? What happened?
8. Describe a memorable Halloween adventure or misadventure that your OC has had in the past.
9. Is your OC the type to play pranks on Halloween night, or do they prefer a more peaceful approach to the holiday?
10. How would your OC react if Halloween forever been cancelled?
11. Does your OC believe in the existence of creatures like witches, vampires, or werewolves? Why or why not?
12. How does your OC feel about carving pumpkins? Do they enjoy the process or do they find it messy and tedious?
13. If your OC were to create a spell for a Halloween potion, what kind of magical effects would it have?
14. Has your OC ever attended a Halloween masquerade ball? If so, what kind of costume did they wear and how did they feel about the event?
15. What kind of supernatural abilities or powers does your OC possess, and how do they utilize them during the Halloween season?
16. How was your OC first Halloween like? And if they didnโt celebrate it in the past as a kid, tell us why?
17. Dose your OC like the month of October?
18. What type of person your OC is during Halloween?
19. How likely that your OC would befriend Jack Skellington?
20. Would your OC be the type to older a pumpkin spice latte from Starbucks just because is October even tho they may not like it?
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#identity v#identity v oc#identity v ask blog#idv#identity v hunter#ask blog#ask#identity v survivor#Halloween#ask memes
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I was tagged a century ago by the lovely @barbienheimer to list 5 unpopular opinions from 5 fandoms! Thank you babe, and I am so so sorry it took me this long to get around to doing this! ๐๐๐๐ฝ
1. From Dusk Till Dawn: The Series
I know Iโm gonna get dragged for this, but this has been my opinion for years ever since I stepped foot in the fdtd tumblr fandom... The Kisa and Kate war thing is just ridiculous. And bashing people for having siding with either of them and saying theyโre wrong to like either of them too is ridiculous when literally theyโre fictional characters and these characters ainโt that deep. Like I feel like people take it too personally when the real person to blame is the writers who wrote them that way. I love both the characters and I feel like Iโm the only one in the fandom thatโs playing at an even field here lol because I know that both of them arenโt good and arenโt perfect, but Iโm out here having fun imagining them being best buds going on a girls road trip with Kalinda, Dakota, and Maggie :p
2. Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Not gonna lie, ever since Dawn showed up in s5, Iโve always found her very, very annoying and never liked the plot of Buffy all-of-a-sudden having a sister.
3. Stranger Things
Definitely felt like they couldโve handled s4 better in the ending after they left Eddie in the upside down instead of just showing him dying and then flashing upย โtwo days later.โ Also, the Steve/Nancy thing they were pulling, I didnโt like it at all.
4. Kingdom Hearts
... Remember when the first game was about a boy who wanted to leave the island and travel to other worlds (disney worlds)? Yeah, that was a simple story.ย โCause like right after that, I really felt like... that series became a cash cow for Square. Because right after that game, they came out with Chain of Memories for the Game Boy Advance and not the ps2, and then the sequel came out for the ps2, but then Birth by Sleep and Re:Coded and 358/2 Days came out for the psp and Nintendo DS, and then Dream Drop Distance for the Nintendo 3DS, KHX for mobile phones, 0.2 and KH3 for ps4, and I donโt even know what KH4 is gonna be on, but itโs like I just never liked that they wanted to have these games on consoles that nobody has?? Like itโs just something that has bugged me for 20 years, like why not keep it simple and have it on like a main console brand like playstation? Like imo, I thought that they were making up these other stories just to have them for specific consoles for like a cash grab instead of having a coherent storyline that makes sense. And with KH3, I was expecting Soraโs story to be over-over, not go back to how it was in the ending of the first game where Sora and Kairi are separated AGAIN, in order for the story to keep going. Like right when the news broke out about kh4, I was happy and excited, but I wasnโt all too thrilled because I feel like itโll be this never-ending cycle where Soraโs story is said to end, but it will never end. I will say though that the fans that kept pushing the developers to finish kh3 and kept asking when will it be released, that wasnโt cool at all. Like they donโt know how much work the devs put into to creating a game, and for them to demand it, that wasnโt right and I felt bad for the devs.
5. Yellowjackets (SPOILERS AHEAD)
S2 was not as good as s1. I felt like everything was rushed to answer almost everything, while thereโs still important things left unanswered. Natalie being the antler queen???? And then having her killed off while she was also a recovering addict was just a wrong move. She was literally the most sane character in this story, and now the most sane person is gone. I donโt even know if I wanna watch it anymore after that because she was the strongest character and my favorite, and I had high hopes for her. I was hoping s2 was all just a dream because it all felt like one big joke to me. There was no mystery, no thrill, nothing that left me hanging wanting more like s1 did where there was one mystery after the next that doesnโt reveal itself. And I also didnโt like the Misty/Walter thing, like it was cute, but it also got on my nerves idk how to explain it lmao ๐
I felt like I was rambling through this ๐คฃ But yeah, those are my unpopular opinions.
Tagging (no pressure of course!): @bloodychamber, @camiladnne, @bellamuertes, @justjstuff, @blondiest, @ondinaaa, @alwaysupatnight, @lilmissuncreative, @charlottesmatthews, @chronic-ghost, @bonnielass23, @weloveachother, and anyone else who wants to do this! โค๏ธ
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Chapter 1: How it began
Warnings โ ๏ธ mentions of death, violence, emotional, language.
Taylor's POV
February 20th
Today was my birthday.. I turned 24.. but I am no where close to being happy. You may be asking why.. let me recap for you..
It was 1am when I was woken from the sound of glass being shattered downstairs.
"Dad?" I call out. No response.
"Dad is that you?" I call out once more. Still nothing. I crawl out of bed visibly shaking.
My dad had gone on a hunting trip and it wasn't the kind of hunting you would expect.. he wasn't going out to bring home a buck or anything, this kind of hunting was rare. He hunted supernatural beings... yeah, you heard me right.. I grew up in this life, I was trained and taught everything I needed to know. I knew what my dad was hunting this time because I helped him with the research, he was going after a nest of vampires that had killed his friend, now let's get back to the story.
I walk downstairs after grabbing my machete. I was preparing myself for the worst. I reach the last step and look around the corner.
"Mom, where are you?" I start to panic as I see blood on the floor. I walk over to the blood to see my mom laying on the floor unresponsive. I go to scream but before I can I feel a pair of cold hands on my hips.
I jump at the sudden feeling. "Don't be afraid this won't hurt a bit" someone whispers in my ear. By now I already know what is about to happen. I'm turned around to then face the creature that has a hold of me... a vampire.
"Well aren't you a pretty little thing." The vampire said smirking at me. "Where is my dad? What did you do to my mom?" I scream at him through tears, I can see my mom's lifeless body in my peripheral view making the tears flow faster.
"Aww don't worry about that, they are both out of pain.. and they tasted lovely too might I add." I tense at his words and shake and kick to get out of his grip but as you can imagine, it did nothing.
"I bet you taste amazing too.." he lowers his mouth to my neck and I try to swing up my arm that has the machete but I am again bested by the nasty vamp as he slams my wrist against the wall making me drop my weapon.
I let out a blood curdling scream and not a second later my door is being kicked in.
"Hey you son of a bitch, let her go." As soon as I hear that gruff voice I know exactly who it was.. Dean Winchester!
The vampire looked over at Dean and in a split second his head was on the ground thanks to the taller and younger brother of Dean's, Sam Winchester.
Let me explain how I know these two men already! Growing up in the hunter lifestyle my dad tended to find others that were like us, long behold Sam and Dean. My mom and dad were friends with their dad John. There would be so many nights when I was 6, Dean was 10, and Sam was 8 that we would stay together as our parents would go to fight. As we grew older we would train together and even go on hunts together, until recently, when John passed away. The boys had been MIA since then. Way to make an entrance back into my life boys!
I hit my knees and started crying harder than ever before. Both of my parents.. dead. How is this possible, they were both amazing hunters, granted yes my mom was still healing but still she would of never had her guard down.
Sam came rushing to my side moving the dead body away from me, "hey, hey, it's gonna be okay." He says pulling my limp body into his embrace, "th-their gone Sammy.. both of them.." I cry into his chest, soaking his blue and black flannel. Dean puts his hand on my head while standing up and runs his fingers through my hair, "Hey sweetheart, I know this is going to be tough but that's why we are here.. to help you through this."ย I look up at him through hooded eyes wiping away my tears.
I've always had a soft spot for Dean. I never told anyone this but Dean was my first crush, his beautiful emerald green eyes and that smile of his got me every time, but I'd never let anyone see that. Sammy has always been like a big brother to me, protective, caring, compassionate, all of the above! I always knew I could go to him about anything. He probably knows me better than anyone!
"How.." I manage to ask through the tears. Sam looks at me confused, "how what Taylor?" I look up at Sam and then back to Dean. "How did you guys know I was going to be attacked.. how were you here right on cue?" Dean looks at Sam who gives him a subtle nod, "we uh.. we were working with your dad on this hunt, he knew this was going to be a tough one and told us if anything happens to him to come get you and take you with us." I stare at Dean in shock.
The boys had been gone for 3 years and now I'm finding out they have been working with my dad this whole hunt which may I remind you has taken my dad two months to figure out where the nest was!
"You mean to tell me, I haven't heard from you guys in 3 years and then all of a sudden you guys start working with my dad and don't think to reach out to me?! If this was a tough fight then why not have me help?" I blurt out visibly angry! "Tay we knew talking to you would only bring you into the battle and your dad was already very stern on the fact of you not helping, he didn't want you hurt." Sam says looking down, "yeah well now he's dead.." I state as blunt as possible trying to hold back more tears.
Dean helps bring me to my feet and places his arm around my shoulder as the three of us walk out of the house. Sam turns around to look at my moms body laying on the living room floor. "Should we give her a proper funeral like we did dad?" Sam asks looking to Dean who then looks down to meet my golden brown eyes. "I think she would love that." I say as another tear falls. "Go wait in baby, we will take care of it quickly unless you want to come see?" "I'll wait in baby, I don't think I could take seeing her like that.. thanks Dean" I walk to baby and sit in the backseat. I let out a sigh knowing my life is about to change.
~ That's the end of chapter 1!!! I hope y'all like it and are excited to read more!!!~
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My live reactions to the Anti-Woke games list
TL;DR: go buy Ikenfell, Tactical Breach Wizards, Subnautica or Celeste!
For those of you not chronically online (lol you're on Tumblr, who am I kidding), a group has recently released a list of games containing "woke" themes. Obviously, I'm gonna link to it and suggest you buy one of the games in red, but here's my live reactions for you to enjoy under the cut. I swear to g-d these incels have the thinnest skin known to man or beast:
Bloons?? The fucking monkey balloon popping game???????? Howโฆ what. What even.
Hogwarts legacy is WILD given JKs descent into madness
Oh man I gotta reply Subnautica again, that game slaps
LMAO From Software stay winning, Miyazaki says this foot fetish is rated E for everyone
Cassette Beasts is completely unsurprising.
Wait, Cloth Hollow Knight was a lesbian?????? Where did that get revealed???? I love her?!
LMAO at Portal 2, these are truly the softest little boys imaginable
I don't think I've ever seen a straight Stardew fan; I can't believe it's not red
STAR WARS BATTLEFRONT IS INSANE LMAO????? Guess it's woke to acknowledge that women play video games
Hardspace Shipbreaker mention eyyyyy
LMAO at Spider Man MM. Once again, the thinnest skin imaginable
Yeah, completely unsurprised to see Celeste here. You go girl
DREAM DADDY MY BELOVED LMAO. My only contact with this particular piece of media is Arin promoting it in a Starbomb album
I don't know what โHustle Catโ is, but I feel a need to find out
You're telling me a game called โSuper Lesbian Animal RPGโ exists and is woke? I'm shocked, truly
AMOGUS
How is The Outer Worlds not red? Did they miss the whole anti-capitalist theme of the game?? They're not just thin-skinned, they're also stupid (not shocking).
Ditto Armored Core VI; I guess it's missable but like you kinda have to try
Outer Wilds my beloved, I forgot that literally everyone all the hearthians were NBs
Wouldn't have expected a game called โSuper Punchy Faceโ to be woke, but good for them
IKENFELL MY BELOVED. Yeah this game is queer as hell, it's also super indie so I'm glad they didn't miss it.
Yeah obviously vampires are gay. Come on now.
Huh, I hadn't considered No Man's Sky, but yeah I guess? Lol.
Every RPG is woke, shocking. I'm so surprised.
Again, could not be LESS surprised by Stephen Universe.
For one beautiful, shining moment, I forgot that Apex existed.
More gay vampires yeehaw
Age of Empires DE??? Wow.
LMAO do NOT come for Tales of the Shire like that and get your information wrong you dumb fucks; Tolkien LITERALLY described one of the races of hobbits as having brown skin. The lack of literacy is ASTOUNDING.
KOTOR stay winning
UNEXPLAINED DIVERSITY for No Rest for the Wicked, an early access game we know little about the lore of??? I'm deceased LMFAO
Ninja Pizza Girl sounds rad as fuck
Wartales is kinda wild ngl
NOT THE KFC DATING SIM IM DEADDDDD
Overcooked on the list???? For a disabled raccoon????????
Wingspan is insane lol
Another Crabs Treasure mentioned RAAAA
Oh shit Wizard with a Gun is woke? I'm gonna need to buy that
They missed Tactical Breach Wizards. Shame.
And the list: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/u/0/d/1AVTZPJij5PQmlWAkYdDahBrxDiwqWMGsWEcEnpdKTa4/htmlview?pli=1#
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Oh patron saint of mpreg, tell us, what is the absolute gold standard canon divergent mpreg scenario with Cas and Dean?
so for me the gold standard is for cas to get pregnant due to some kind of magical or metaphysical situation that dean at least does not perceive as sex. bonus points is cas is hesitant about it but refuses to explain why (because he doesn't know how dean will deal with the concept of himself being able to potentially get cas pregnant), so dean is like "we're doing it anyway" and then they do it and then cas doesn't tell anyone that he is pregnant until circumstances force the information out of him. and then dean has to deal with the fact that 1) cas can get pregnant, 2) cas is pregnant, 3) it's his, and he does so pretty poorly.
the rest is under a cut because this post is over 2.5k words long.
my favorite times for this to happen are at the end of season nine, just before dean dies and gets demonized in do you believe in miracles, and at the start of season twelve, just before sam and dean go to jail, because the pining in both those scenarios is delicious but it is so much more powerful if cas is also pregnant, and never even told dean. double points if the truth somehow comes out while they're separated so when dean comes back it's like. yeah cas is pregnant. it's yours. welcome home dean now you have to coddle cas' emotions because he thought he would have to raise your baby alone.
the season twelve scenario is particularly delicious because 1) we can have lucifer slut shaming cas in front of crowley in rock never dies, so crowley knows before dean, and 2) much more importantly, mary is there, and i am obsessed with like. okay. several things.
- the idea of mary getting all baby fever because she misses her boys and this is like. a baby she can take care of because she never got to take care of sam
- the idea of dean working through some of his parentification trauma by coparenting a child with the parent whose place he felt he had to take
- the idea of mary coming in and projecting her insane 1980s gender roles all over cas, suddenly treating him like a woman, stripping him of agency, etc. and like. dean would also do this even though he's not from the eighties, but mary would do it double strength, and they would reinforce each other, it would be a nightmare
- also mary trying to relate to cas on the Travails Of Motherhood etc. and cas being like ?????????? like i cannot stress enough that the weird gender roles she projects onto cas are also standards that she held herself to back when she was a Wife And Mother. while cas is like mary i am not a human woman and also i don't see what "having to look pretty for my man when i'm all baby bloaty" has to do with anything. that's not something i feel like i have to do
oh and 3) could you imagine lily sunder has some regrets if cas was pregnant? unfathomable episode. like ishim and mirabel's reaction but ALSO lily's. and it would fix the number one issue i have with lily sunder, which is that the resolution of the moral dilemma is "well AKSHUALLY the kid was human and not a nephilim so killing it was bad" rather than "it was bad to kill lily's baby, full stop." like ishim's cover up and using the machinery of power to manipulate the truth is very compelling, but the fact that it results in the moral essentially being "it would have been okay if the kid had been a nephilim" suuuuuucks.
basically, there's a reason i have two entire mpreg aus set in season twelve.
and then the delicious part in the season nine version is like. one, dean is away for much longer and he could be anywhere. also he's a demon and he's cheating on cas with crowley. and then even when cas gets him back he's still cursed with the mark, so we can get all weepy over that. you know. i'm the one who's going to have to watch you murder the world and i'm eight months pregnant. etc etc.
but the other thing that's juicy about this version is that cas is still semi-involved with the other angels at this point, like he's roadtripping around with hannah and they're trying to get heaven under control, so carrying a nephil is going to really affect those relationships. so he's going to be probably disliked by the other angels, and there are MANY opportunities for slut-shaming, but at the same time, the other "outcast" type angels might respect him for violating heaven's dictates.
and then of course there's his grace vampirism victorian wasting disease. in canon he's perfectly happy to let himself die, but if he were having dean's baby he would absolutely not do that, that's dean's baby he's endangering there. so of course there's the terrible guilt of having to kill other angels so he can live, plus potentially preparing to die shortly after childbirth so he doesn't have to keep killing. delicious.
and on top of all this cas can get slutshamed by metatron in, depending on when exactly he gets knocked up, meta fiction, stairway to heaven, and do you believe in miracles. plus stairway to heaven would be insane like all the angels would know that cas is pregnant. they would see it in his grace. like cas' angel army would just. know that he was pregnant with a nephil, and have to accept that because he's their leader. in love with humanity indeed.
i'm trying to think of other good times for this drama with cas getting secretly pregnant through a nonsexual interaction to take place. it would be great in season six. like: he's doing a blasphemy with his body but at the same time he's this big important rebel leader so they can't say shit about him, and also he's pregnant while fighting these big important battles (fun and sexy), AND this is like, hot on the heels of the realization that something about his feelings for dean is untoward, expands beyond the bounds of ordinary friendship and camaraderie. like he realizes that, and maybe even that he has sexual feelings for dean, and then he gets immediately knocked up. stunning.
it would ALSO be extremely fun for it to be some kind of... i don't know, magical longer gestation times, whatever, but for cas to have gotten pregnant sometime in s5 and only realized during the Year Of Lisa. LOVE to watch a man rake leaves while both metaphorically carrying the taint of taboo sexual feelings for him and literally carrying his child.
but the thing about season six is, first of all, cas isn't really... envisioning a future with dean. not the way he does in the later seasons. like does he fantasize about a future with dean? yes. like. he really did watch that motherfucker rake leaves. but it's only fantasy. he expected to never speak to dean again after swan song until dean prayed to him in the third man. he's obsessed with dean, but it's distant. remote.
like, we talk about cas babytrapping dean in the later seasons with jack, and he absolutely does, and he would do it even more if dean got him literally pregnant, but that babytrap is about... how do i put this. it's about winning dean's affection. late seasons cas knows that he's going to die by dean's side. the difference that babytrapping dean makes is that maybe it will get dean to be nice to him in the mean time, instead of discarding him like so much toilet paper.
but season six cas doesn't think of it like that. if he were gonna babytrap dean, it would be in the more traditional sense of forcing dean to stay with him in order to raise their child together. and he would never do that. he wants dean to have a happy future, which in his mind does not include him. like, compare here "he's retired and he's to stay that way" in the man who would be king, where cas assumes that dean is happy without him and expects him to live out his days peacefully without ever seeing him again, to "i'm the one who's going to have to watch you murder the world" in the prisoner, where cas assumes that he will be by dean's side for centuries.
but anyway, the other, much more important problem with season six is that cas has a war to fight. like, in the later seasons, cas really has nothing. even when he's on tenuous good terms with the angels, he doesn't really have a home with them. the winchesters are his family, and he'd give up anything for them. he has nothing in his life. he's at rock bottom, and this becomes truer the further along you go. late seasons cas has nothing he would prioritize over serving the winchesters, and he would be happy dropping anything he was involved in to have and raise dean's baby. parenting would give him a purpose that he no longer has, because everything else has been stripped from him.
but in season six cas has a life outside of them. like yes, he has a war to fight, but he also has a place in heaven, with the other angels. he belongs somewhere, he has solid connections to the outside world. even if he didn't have a war to fight, i don't know how excited he would be to have and raise a baby (even dean's baby) because he simply has other things he could be doing. he's involved in the world beyond the winchesters.
like, the reason cas wants to be a parent is that he is totally alone and totally purposeless. having a child gives him both a reason for being and someone who will always love him and who he can care for. if he doesn't have that hole in his life he might not be so eager to fill it with a baby.
for all these reasons, this plotline really doesn't work in season six, because you simply cannot justify cas not getting an abortion, unless you do something nasty like make angel abortion impossible, which i don't love.
you COULD somehow put the impregnation just at the end of season six, maybe just before the man who would be king, such that cas doesn't realize he's pregnant until he's already godstiel. you guys are unfortunately very aware of how obsessed i am with pregnant godstiel.
actually, @jeanne-de-valois has a concept of like. a single, madness fueled midnight hookup immediately pre-tmwwbk (or maybe even during, but prior to the superman mistake), where cas is simultaneously so stressed from being stretched so thin from the war and the lying and the shady dealings, and so high on being The Big Man In Heaven, that he's bold and out of his mind enough to actually come onto dean, like he just appears one night in dean's bedroom and is like, fuck me, and dean is like ๐๐๐ okay. so they have one single adrenaline and madness fueled hookup, and then everything immediately goes to shit.
and i think that's a great place for cas to get pregnant, and then he doesn't realize until he's become god, or maybe he does and he's just like "i'll deal with it later," either way godstiel is like oh? i carry dean's heir inside me? i will have dean's baby. i will have dean's baby it is my right and also my boon to him and also a symbol of my great and magnanimous love for humanity. and also maybe i will put giant paintings of myself pregnant with his child up in churches. what about that. which would be fun. don't know when he would give birth though. actually it would be insane if he gave birth as emmanuel and was just like. raising dean's nephil when dean found him again. nuts. but it just doesn't really have the same flavor as late seasons mpreg. doesn't compel me nearly as much. like the symbolism of godstiel being pregnant with dean's child is fun and sexy but them actually raising the kid afterwards doesn't compel me nearly as much, so it's better to leave literal mpreg to the later seasons and let godstiel mpreg reside in symbolism and fantasy.
or maybe the fetus gets stolen by the leviathans when cas walks into the lake and dean has to battle his leviathanated nephil daughter as the main villain of s7. like she's dick roman's secret weapon. i think that would be fun, actually. kind of an emma situation but drawn out over the whole season. and he thinks cas is dead for most of it so she's all he's got left of cas and a mess cas left for him to clean up. big sexy.
and as a bonus, i will also tell you the best time, imo, for dean to get pregnant: near the end of season eight. possibly a single, tragic farewell fuck in sacrifice when cas is planning to lock himself away in heaven and they're never gonna see each other again. and this impregnates dean with cas' nephil.
but then cas is human. and he can't do anything about it. like generally if they managed to get dean pregnant somehow, cas would immediately talk him into an abortion (which wouldn't be too hard; dean's natural white midwestern man who doesn't vote aversion to abortion would be at war with the horror of being pregnant, and the horror would win), or might not even inform dean that he's pregnant, and just quietly end the pregnancy without dean's knowledge, because cas would never put dean through that. but if cas is human, he can't do that. and furthermore, that nephil is the last evidence of his angelic nature that persists. it's the last of what he used to be, the last of his grace. and there's something absolutely delectable about that.
then of course dean would have to leave the bunker if he was pregnant with a nephil, because angels would be after him, and he wouldn't want to lead them to gadreel, so i am imagining dean discovering that he's pregnant and then showing up in a panic at the gas n sip like "actually cas i'm also out of the bunker will you go on the run with me?" and then they go on the run and have to live in motels again and cas gets to live with take care of dean who is pregnant with his child which is essentially his dream, and he doesn't have to feel guilty because he's no longer capable of giving dean an abortion so he doesn't feel obligated to get him to have one. ideally cas gets re-angeled just in time to give dean an angelic c-section. or maybe they rely on a normal human c-section in a hospital and cas stays human and they are two humans raising their nephil, which is also fun to me.
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โจ fic recs โจ
ok so back in like 2014 i watched supernatural for a solid 3 years until they killed kevin and charlie and i got bored of the bmol storyline. now im here again letโs not talk about it.ย BUT during this time i accumulated a Lot of fic and in the past two months iโve gone through all 213 of my bookmarks and gone through like every rec list made after s12 in order to read fic set during every specific season while i rewatch the show. because im insane <3 im on s8 rn and wanted to share my list of favourites from each season so far as well as my favourite aus ! theyโre all generally nsfw so minors be careful, and also check the warnings ! and i will update this when i finish s15 <3
aus
asunder by rageprufrock (23.8k, e, background samruby)
obviously the most perfect thing to ever exist.ย
and this, your living kiss by opal_bullets (56k, m, background saileen)
poet dean fic need i say more. part dean studies if dean studies was elaborated on lovingly in detail for 56k words, part gorgeous and beautiful poetry, part incredibly clever commentary on meta and fan allusions, and part stunning exploration of the relationships in the show turned on their heads. ย
one white little lie by komodobits (11k, gen)
this is SOOO cute. cas is so embarrassing i was covering my face the entire time i was reading it. if u want to be cheered up. read this.ย
broadway musical by griftings (12k, m)
this is genuinely sooo funny. bigย โcastiel did you fuck the michael swordโ energy and jimmy novak as that โam not against gaysโ tweet, plus jo <3
c-s-t-l by komodobits (90k, m)
i haven't read this in a while but from what i remember it was incredible and also had cassie <3ย
rest is under the cut because it got long fhjfkfklf
pre-series/season 1-3*
a turn of the earth by microcomets (time travel, 95k, standford era, m)
i think everyoneโs read this at this point but if u haven't. what are u doing. go read it. itโs absolutely everything i reread it in the week before the finale without remembering half of the stuff it talked about and i was a WRECK. if u think about standford era dean every day read this. cas punches john winchester in the FACE.ย
geography by aeli_kindara (3k, teen and up, warnings for discussion of rape/non-con and prostitution)
not dean/cas but a really wonderful and needed conversation with sam and dean during 2x02.
season 4
so says the sword by komodobits (85k, e)
yeah. i dont need to say anything. ย
consequences of falling by fayjay (37k, e, background samruby, warnings for rape/non-con)
THISSSS FIC. pls itโs perfect literally everything i wanted when i was watching s4 and obsessed with love as an act of worship + ruby and cas parallels. ruby and cas get drunk together! ruby says this:ย โdean and castiel sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G. First comes love, then comes the fall from grace, then comes battling the hosts of hell and wishing that youโd managed to get your skinny ass laid before the freaking apocalypseโ! what more could u want!
named by rc_machlan (94k, m)
literally the best fic in the world i am not going to say Anything if you love dean and angels and the mythology of s4-s5 that was promptly dropped, you absolutely have to read this.
four people ruby seduced & one she actually fell for (or: ruby's epic love affair with humanity in general and sam in specific) by tuesday (3.7k, e, samruby, ruby/jo)
this is more background deancas than anything else and does contain brief, not romantic in any way dean/ruby and dean/cas, but like. if u love ruby (which i do) u have to read this.
season 5
final fantasy by orange_crushed (1.9k, m)
endverse.....this made me want to die
the (mostly accidental) courtship of dean winchesterย by tuesday (11k, m)
a classic for a reason. really cute and soft and the handprint and cas beating dean up in 5x18 are angelic marriage rites. what more could you ask for.
the girlfriend experience by rageprufrock (15k, explicit)
of Course i mean of COURSE.ย thee s5 deancas fic.
strike me down and iโll come back more powerful than you can possibly imagine by trinityofone (10k, gen)
post 5x22 dean and cas rescue sam from hell with the help of some special guests. PERFECT. the only valid good omens crossover.
season 6**
something stupid by zatnikatel (20k, e)
this broke my heart and put it back together. one of my favourite cas characterizations, takes place over s5-s6 and itโs just stunning.ย
a crash course in someone elseโs history by annie d (11k, teen and up)
s4 cas ends up in the body of cas in 6x20. fucking life-ruining.
season 7
make known by domesticadventures (16k, teen and up)
this is a really heartbreaking look at deanโs headspace near the end of s6 and throughout s7, and itโs really wonderful with a hopeful ending.
redemption road by a whole bunch of people (652k, virtual season, explicit)
oh boy. ok. know ur herstory ! this was written from 2011 to 2012 and it is thee s7 fic, a virtual season written by 17 fans all together. itโs very very long and it suffers sometimes from having being written a decade ago, but im making my way through it right now and it still fucking holds up. i really do recommend reading at least some of it, you can stop around halfway through and you should be fine.
season 8***
rinse, repeat by ias (3k, teen and up)
exploration of cas when naomi forces him to kill copies of dean and then his perspective in goodbye stranger.
my keeper by whelvenwings (5k, gen)
another goodbye stranger fic, this time with bonus artist cas!
though the course may change by imogenbynight (51k, e)
au after 8x23. i love this fic so much. dean accidentally ends up making himself have to go undercover with cas and pretend to be fake engaged. also, charlie and kevin. do i need to say more.
apres by imogenbynight (24k, e)
au after 8x23 where dean goes to find cas after the angels fall in paris ๐ฅบ
*i have found exactly one bela fic that i loved, and zero henriksen fics that i loved, so IF u have recs for those. i would appreciate that.
**mostly the s6 fics i read were uh...vampire dean fics...
***have found one (1) good dean/aaron fic but imย still searching for the perfect purgatory crew ficsย
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Donโt look down, Babyย ย Part 1/3
Dean x reader
Summary :ย Dean told her to ignore the โthingโ between them and to jump in any guyโs arms. Any of them but him.
When we think of a guy our Y/n could be with, longing for Dean, itโs usually a nice dude, a little boring, right ? Because who can compete with Dean ? Now, what if this guy was as badass as Dean ?
Characters : Dean Winchesters, Sam Winchester, Reader, Abraham Hale (OC)
Warnings : Angst, jealous Dean, Smut (unprotected sex -youโre smarter than this !-, oral, also kinda lame sex if itโs a warning), cheating, swearing, smoking, drinking... More warnings in the second part.
Wordcount : 6k (yes, just the part one... now you get why I cut it.)
Note : So for the Aestetic, I used the face of Jax Teller from Sons Of Anarchy, and you have to know, even if Abraham Hale looks like him, he is totally an OC.
This is writen both in Reader and Deanโs Pov. Deanโs thought are in italic.ย
Text divider by the talented @talesmaniac89โ
Jayโs Masterlist
September 16, 10:33pm
ย Deanโs POV
ย ย ย ย ย ย I always thought that when Y/n finds a guy, it would be the perfect douche I wanted for her. Some nice dude named Robert, a cop maybe, or a realtor with a friendly family.
ย ย ย ย ย ย He would annoy me to death with his stories about growing up in a farm, and call her Pumpkin. He would worry a little when she goes out with us because he thinks we drink too much when weโre together.
ย ย ย ย ย ย He would tear her from me and I would hate him for that. She would skip a hunt to meet his parents, another to spend a few days in the cabin he rentedโฆ But even if it breaks my heart, it would be exactly what I want for her, so I would let her go.
ย ย ย ย ย ย I had it all planned.
ย ย ย ย ย ย But, of course, she didnโt play by the rules.
ย ย ย ย ย ย And that guy is no Robertโฆ
ย ย ย ย ย ย His loud manly laugh tears me from my thoughts. His tattooed hand wraps around his whiskey glass and I turn my head to that waitress that always gives me warm smiles, sheโs staring at him now, with the sweetness that was once for me.
ย ย ย ย ย ย Abe.
ย ย ย ย ย ย Ex-gang member, Abe. Bad guy turned good. Raised by the widow of a gang member, in a violent environment, he already had a criminal record at fourteen, started selling guns before he was officially allowed to drink, ended up in prison at Twenty-two.
Sweet smile Abe. Reformed bad boy with an attitude. Became a hunter after he met a vampire gang and slew them to the last. Now defender of the good citizen, he found his fight, and the hunters talk about him as one of the bests.
Afraid of nothing and ready to fight, charismatic, alpha Abe. His muscular arm in the back of my girl, his long blond hair falling on his face when he lights up a cigarette in a grunt of content while she touches his neck.
Abe. My new nemesis.
โSo Deanโ he says with his deep voice hoarse from smoking too much. โHow did you meet my girl ?โ
I met her on a hunt, invited her to my room and took her on that wall. Do you remember, Y/n ? Donโt look down baby, look at me.
โOn a hunt.โ
โThatโs how I met her tooโ he smiles and kisses her temple. โSeems like we have a lot in common.โ
โLooks like we doโ I state.
ย ย ย ย ย ย Her eyes darken and she turns her head, I know how to read her, she is pissed, and I donโt even know why. I did nothing, I said nothing, and her rock-and-roll version of prince charming is worshiping her, so what causes that bitterness ?
What is it, baby ? Am I missing something ?
โSo I heard your brother and you have this fucking palace ?โ he gives me a corner smile, smoke coming out of his nose.
โWho told you that ?โ I grunt.
What is the point of a secret bunker if it is as secret as a freaking tweet ?
ย ย ย ย ย ย He chuckles and takes a sip of his whiskey, not answering.
ย ย ย ย ย ย Abe never answers all the questions he is asked, maybe it is some cool thing for guys like him, maybe it is his way of look mysterious or powerful. What is sure is, as annoying as it is, it freaking works. But each time he smirks with his eyes lost in the bottom of his glass in a little huff instead of speaking, I get closer to losing it and smashing his pretty face on the table.
โI told himโ she says almost coldly. โLike you did all your friends, Abe is my boyfriend, Dean.โ
I nod. What can I say, sheโs right after all. Sheโs always rightโฆ
ย ย ย ย ย ย She was right about that cop being the bad guy the first time we hunted together, right about the fact that my so-called bond with Amara would fade the second she gets whatever she wanted. She was right about Jack being a good kid but dangerous enough to need to be watched and educated instead of pushed away. Right about Mary hurting me more than I admittedโฆ
She was right when she said I was wrong. The day I told her we shouldnโt sleep together again, that she should just ignore that thing between us and jump in any guyโs arms. Any of them but meโฆ
I really say that : any of them. I did.
Did you choose Abe just to annoy me, baby ? To prove a point ? You had to bring a guy who would beat me at my own grumpy-loner-badass-crap-drink-too-much game, right ?
โThat place sounds sure awesome, because Y/n keeps coming back to itโ he states, not letting me know the true meaning he puts in that sentence, his piercing blue eyes free of any emotions on the surface.
โWell itโs home for herโ I say, and that bastard chuckles. โIs it funny ?โ
โNot at all !โ he says with a warm and kind laugh, and a friendly tap on my shoulder. โYou should relax Dean, you look like the bar is full of demons !โ
I stay stern, I know I should probably look friendly, but I rarely hated someone nice that much.
ย ย ย ย ย ย He gets up and kisses her head before he walks away, his manly way to move catching womenโs attention, and some menโs too. One of his hand goes through his blond hair while he walks to the bathroom with the other hand deep in his jeansโ pocket.
โSoโฆ Abe, huh ?โ I ask, the second heโs gone.
ย ย ย ย ย ย I should be more coherent, I know. I want her gone, but I want her for me. I was sure I was ready to see her with someone else, itโs been three years. Three years ! After we only made love six times. She is not mine, she never was.
And I thought calling her Baby in my head would make me strong. Itโs a weird feeling, like I could let her be happy, but still feel special. I would have been the passion of her youth, the one that died young and of which she would think a little when she rocks her baby in her pretty houseโฆ
I had somehow romanticized my heartbreak.
But that doesnโt feel romantic at all. And all I can think of is that he is passion too, Iโm not dead, and I just have to see him touch her and imagine them at nightโฆ
โYesโ she says, still with that bitterness in her voice. โYou could make an effort, Dean. He has been nothing but nice, and you act like heโs an enemy.โ
โI havenโt decided if he is one yet.โ
She rolls her eyes and shakes her head in disapproval.
I recognize hurt. My Y/n, when sheโs hurt, she gets angry. Always. And I made her angry so often. Her irritation is growing, I can see it in her burning eyes.
โYou canโt do thatโ she says low. โYou canโt treat him like that, no one gives you the right.โ
โAnd him ?โ I dare asking, staring at her reddened face. โDoes he treat you right ?โ
Her eyes fills with tears again and her jaw clenches.
โBetter than you did, you mean ?โ her words feel like a stab in my heart.
ย Readerโs POV
ย ย ย ย ย ย I didnโt want to say that, it came out by itself.
ย ย ย ย ย ย Iโm thin-skinned lately. I feel like I could cry or scream any moment, all the time. My emotions have always been loud, my sensibility overwhelming, but for a few weeks Iโm drowning.
ย ย ย ย ย ย The fact that I decided to try to get over Dean Winchester probably caused that.
A long time ago, I thought living with Dean without ever having him would be the worst, then I saw him with other women and was convinced I was mistaking before : the worst was definitely that. How wrong was I ?
ย ย ย ย ย ย The worst is having had him. Not once, but several times, each time a little more intimate. More kisses, more touches, more suspended seconds watching in each otherโs eyesโฆ Until we spent that night together, that last night, and he fell asleep against me for the first time.
ย ย ย ย ย ย It was over. It was too much for Dean, and not enough for me.
ย ย ย ย ย ย Dean Winchester canโt belong to anyone, not again. He doesnโt want to be a boyfriend, and he doesnโt want me to be his girl ; who am I to insist ?
โWell, thatโs a minimumโ he answers in a soft groan after a little while, and my heart breaks because I just did what I swore I would never do : Reproach him for any of it.
โIโm sorryโ I sigh, thinking of those weeks after the last night, when I had to hide the worst pain I ever felt because I didnโt want him to feel bad about not wanting me.
I still do... -feel that pain and try to hide- because Abe or not, I still live with Dean and he doesnโt deserve to carry my pain on top of the world on his shoulders.
โCan you at least try ?โ I beg, low, seeing my boyfriend getting out of the restroom but stopping next to the door to talk to someone he obviously knows.
โYesโ Dean answers. โIโm justโฆ Heโs a hunter andโฆโ
โHeโs a good manโ I assure him, looking at Abe walking toward us above Deanโs shoulder. โHe comes from a dark place, like us, but he is a good man.โ
ย September 21, 08:12pm
ย โThat place is crazy !โ Abe says, sitting at the table of the library. โI have never seen anything like this.โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย While Sam tells him a little more about the bunker, I look at my boyfriend.
ย ย ย ย ย ย I stare at him, trying to get rid of that uncomfortable impression, that feeling screaming that he doesnโt belong here ; because if he doesnโt belong in the bunker, then he probably just has nothing to do in my life.
ย ย ย ย ย ย A lot of memories cross my mind, like it happens a lot lately.
The memory of entering the bunker for the first time and deeply knowing that, as long as I am welcome here, this would be my home. Because it just feels right and because, even if Iโm not the granddaughter of Henri Winchester, he trusted me with this place, as much as he trusted his family. That man actually welcomed me like Mary never really did, like I was just as legit as blood.
At his frank smile, the memory of meeting Abe crosses me too. I was alone in this hunter bar, trying to get information for a case. I hadnโt told Sam and Dean that I would go there, because I know how much uncomfortable the hunter community makes them. And I was introduced to him : Abraham Hale. I found him so beautiful, with his mischievous smile that seemed to mock the entire world, his wheat blond hair and his tattoos. Something felt so safe about him, not because he looked like a bad boy, but because he was light and happy, laughing at everything and taking nothing seriouslyโฆ All that Dean wasnโt.
I loved his wild energy right away. Abe was like the drums in a rock song, like summer wind. In his arms, I forgot about Dean for a few seconds a day during the first weeks. We spent days sleeping and having sex behind the curtains of that motel room, hiding from summer heat, and nights drinking and listen to rock music...
But now I look at him, his bright blue eyes seem pale next to the deep green looking back, and his beauty is bland.
โThank you for showing me your home, Treasureโ he says, putting a tender hand on my back like he always does.
And my eyes cross Deanโs.
ย ย ย ย ย ย I know what heโs thinking, heโs cringing at the nickname, and that reminds me why I am with Abe : Dean never gave me a nickname, he never called me anything else than my name, he will never and even when others do, he thinks itโs lame and cheesy.
ย Deanโs POV
ย ย ย ย ย ย That hurt on her face again.
Baby, you canโt look at me like that each time he calls you Treasure . I donโt like it, but youโre supposed to do.
ย ย ย ย ย ย This is much harder than I thought, and I was aware it would be impossible.
ย ย ย ย ย ย Each and every one of his actions makes me face my own contradictions : The more loving he is, the more I want to push him away from her. But the more she seems distant and to have her head in the clouds, the more it eases the pain. Am I selfish enough to hate her happiness even though I love her ?
ย ย ย ย ย ย I was in control, during those three years not touching her, my heart was aching with craving and my soul was screaming at me to make her love me. But as much as the heartbreak was constant, I had chosen it. I was in control.
ย ย ย ย ย ย I never realize that it was only bearable because she was still here, my partner, my best friend, my roommate. Mine.
ย ย ย ย ย ย Now she took it back. She raised her middle finger right in my face and decided she wouldnโt be mine anymore.
And that is a whole new level of pain.
ย ย ย ย ย ย I donโt sleep when sheโs not home, and sometimes food just wonโt let me eat it. She texts during our movie nights and wears that pendant he gave her. I hate that pendant because it reminds me I never gave her a present. Not once in all those years.
โAnother drink ?โ Y/n asks him with the bottle in her hand.
โDonโt you drive ?โ I cut him before he answers and I see her eyes shoot me with imaginary bullets.
Iโm sorry Baby but itโs movie night tonight, canโt he just leave already ?
โHeโs rightโ she says giving me a little hope that she will ask him to leave soon. โYou should stay for the night.โ
My breathing gets stuck in my lungs.
No Baby, donโt do that to me. Please.
โWith pleasure !โ he smiles.
ย September 21, 11:49pm
ย Readerโs Pov
ย ย ย ย ย ย He grabs my thigh to lift it a little and grunt in my ear. His kisses are hot on my neck, his heavy body moving cautiously on top of me.
ย ย ย ย ย ย My eyes are on the ceiling, my hands on his sweaty muscular back and I wait.
ย ย ย ย ย ย Damn, what is happening ? Heโs close, I am going to fake it ? I swore I would never fake, I swore if the guy canโt get me there, he should know, butโฆ Abe is not the problem, I am.
ย ย ย ย ย ย I just watch the ceiling wondering what is wrong with me. He did everything right, nice foreplays and those love words he always has for me. But nothing seems to turn me on anymore, and without the need and the pleasure, his thrusts are just uncomfortable and I feel weird.
ย ย ย ย ย ย Come already.
ย ย ย ย ย ย I sigh. I know what is making this impossible. Dean. This fucker is the last I had in my own bed, the only one in fact. And everything reminds me that Abe is not Dean fucking Winchester !
โYou okay Treasure ?โ he pants in my ear, nibbling at it.
Iโm not a freaking snack, what is it with his mouth and teeth always ?
โYesโ I fake a moan. โIโm close Abe, come.โ
Just donโt be loud, that would be so awkward.
ย ย ย ย ย ย When he loses rhythm, I close my eyes at the relief, it wonโt be long now, make it stop. He shakes a little and grunt loud, filling the condom inside of me ; and, to make my fake moans credible, I clench my walls around him one time or two, rolling my eyes at his proud groan.
ย ย ย ย ย ย Sex with Abe used to be so much more than this. I'm getting frustrated. Did I break something in me ? Why can't I enjoy anything anymore ?
ย ย ย ย ย ย He rolls on my side, panting, and smiles tenderly at me. Heโs beautiful, I have to admit that, and heโs nice and loving.
โYouโre amazingโ he hums. โI guess I canโt smoke in your bedroom ?โ
โI donโt mindโ I answer sincerely. โThe air co is magical, just, donโt smoke more than one.โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย He sits on the bed to get his pants, his beautiful tattooed back on me. The smoke flies in pretty wreath. I put my hand on the lion tattooed on his back. It suits him, with his solar attitude and his confidence, his beautiful blond hairโฆ
ย ย ย ย ย ย Yet I keep longing for my wolf.
ย Deanโs Pov
ย ย ย ย ย ย Now I know I could kill him. And now I know what the limit amount of pain I can take is.
ย ย ย ย ย ย I pace my room like a crazy man. He is taking her, my Baby. He is sinking inside of her and stealing pleasure. Does she wrap her legs around him like she always did with me ? To push me deeper. Is she as responsive ? As lost in pleasure as she was ? With that way only she has too beg for more with her entire body, voice strangled and arms caging me the best she canโฆ
ย ย ย ย ย ย Is sheโฆ
โF-fuckโฆโ I whine, holding my heart.
I think I just felt it break.
Babyโฆ
Breathing is painful now, I feel like Iโm drowning.
Babyโฆ Why did you have to do that to me ? I know I hurt you but your revenge is unbearable.
I sit on my bed, still holding my chest.
I canโt take it, you know.
โShitโ I grunt.
How can this kind of familiar panic attack be back ? How can this hurt so much ? Itโs not Hell, itโs not Purgatoryโฆ
โIt is Hellโ I say out loud.
Loosing you, Baby. Itโs Hell. Do you love him ? Becauseโฆ
โFuck, I love herโ I whine.
ย September 28, 06:05pm
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Sitting in my โFortress of Deanitudeโ, I wait. The tray with snacks is there, beers too, and Netflix is ready for our next episode of Stanger Things.
ย ย ย ย ย ย But there is a big chance she wonโt come. Our movie nights are getting rarer and rarer, like our time together in general. And this place is slowly becoming a Fortress of Solitudeโฆ
ย ย ย ย ย ย You never know how much you need something until you lost it, right ? I was stupid enough to think I could be stronger than the need for her and now look at me, alone in that big empty room in a bigger emptier bunker.
ย ย ย ย ย ย All I can think of is how much each day pulls her closer to him and further from me. They are building memories in which Iโm not, they are building an intimacy that I lost three years ago. She will forget me and he will have her, maybe even make her change a little, until one day she is among those people who talk about their personal tastes by saying โweโ. โWe prefer red wineโ.
ย ย ย ย ย ย Ew.
ย ย ย ย ย ย Is he going to change my girl, for real ? Make her love Led Zeppelin a little less, make her a little less her, make her want other things, another life, need me less ? Our things will become unimportant and be replaced by all kind of other things I have no idea about.
ย ย ย ย ย ย I take a long sip of my glass. Itโs not like I had my word to say anyway. I lost her. I lost her in the worst way possible : willingly.
ย ย ย ย ย ย But just when Iโm about to get up and go put the snacks away, she opens the door, panting a little, like she had ran.
โDeanโ she says entering the room. โIโm sorry. There was an accident on the road and the traffic was disturbed.โ
You were at his place, Baby, and you ran to me ?
A little smile lights up my face when her presence revive my heart.
โItโs okayโ I say.
โIโm late, but I haveโฆโ she takes her hand out of her purse. โGiant skittles !โ
โYou found them ?โ I smile, sitting straighter when she hands me a bag.
Our things are not all gone. And she still cares about me and about our time together.
โYup ! I made Abe stop in every shop yesterday.โ
So you think of me when youโre with him, Baby ? Have you ever thought of me while he was inside of you ?
โSitโ I pat the armchair next to mine. โLetโs find out if Dustyโs girlfriend exists !โ
โI really hope !โ she exclaims, taking off her jacket.
I try not to look at her, but when she quickly takes off her jeans to slip in her pajamas pants, I swallow hard. Those thighs could have been for me, and I could have watched the show while holding her.
ย ย ย ย ย ย She sits with her knees up against her chest in the big chair next to me, and takes a beer. My eyes are glued to her, looking for anything unusual, and fearing it more than anything in the same time.
โWhat ?โ she calls me out of my thoughts.
โNothing, Iโฆโ have no idea how to finish this sentence.
โIโm still okay you know ?โ she says without looking at me, playing with the label of her beer bottle. โYou always stare at me like something had happened to me. I know what you think of Abraham, but he doesnโt treat me bad.โ
ย Readerโs Pov
โIโm sorryโ he sighs. โYou know how protective I can get. Especially with youโฆโ
A chuckle escapes me and I know he doesnโt like it, but protective with me ? He broke my heart. He ripped it and threw it on the floor because I had said those words.
โYeahโฆโ I nod, nibbling at my lip. โYou wonโt find bruises on me.โ
He doesnโt answer.
ย ย ย ย ย ย When did we become like this ?
ย ย ย ย ย ย After a silence, he hands me candies and presses play. But, chewing on sugar and my eyes on the screen, I keep my full attention on him.
ย ย ย ย ย ย I have everything any girl would want : A lover with hot blood, beauty and a heart of gold. But I'm not any girl, and the only thing I want is Dean Winchester. The genius who thinks he's dumb, the scared little boy who lost his mom, the leader, the victim of his fate, the killer, the loyal friend, the rebel, the torturer, the perfect brother, the wary hunter, the crappy dancer ; grumpy Dean, childish Dean, stubborn Dean, all of Dean...
ย ย ย ย ย ย I look at him and my eyes travel down his neck, his beard is fighting to grow back there but I know he won't let it. The slow movements of his chest are mesmerizing. My eyes go down, to his thighs and crotch...
ย ย ย ย ย ย I really shouldn't let myself look there but his smell and aura are like a mermaid song and I'm drowning. His strength is radiating of him and I feel myself respond to it in everyone of my heartbeats.
ย ย ย ย ย ย He could make me scream. He always did, so easily. Dean made me cry of pleasure more than once, sometimes without any effort, the brushes of his fingers, the burning of his kisses... And when he finally buried himself inside of me, it was like a firework in Heaven. He never had to do anything really special...
ย ย ย ย ย ย And now I wonder : Is something broken about me ? Abe is passionate and loving, we used to work great, he was easy as whiskey. And he loves me. Why am I unable to enjoy any of it lately ?
ย ย ย ย ย ย My eyes trace the bump in Deanโs pants and I remember the simple ecstasy of feeling his cock twitch for me. Dean... I bite my lip to hold back the moan hanging on my tongue. His thigh moves a little, strong muscles hidden in his jeans, and I think of his stomach contracting that time he came on my tongue. Iโฆ
โI see youโ his deep serious voice hits the air like thunder.
I look up to meet his eyes and realize I have been staring at his crotch, licking my lips and probably visibly holding back moans.
โDo you need something ?โ he asks with a proud aura on his face.
I want to punch that expression off of his perfect features.
ย ย ย ย ย ย I look down and sigh. Yes, I do. I need him, not only want like I would like to think, but need indeed. I need him to feel my body, to make it alive, and to hear my soul breathe again.
โDeanโฆโ I just say.
Like it was an answer or reproach but of course, he hears it for what it is.
ย ย ย ย ย ย A call.
ย ย ย ย ย ย So he gets up, suddenly so tall that he eclipses the TV, the light and my will. He comes in front of me, standing there, making me look up timidly through my lashes. His strong hand lands cautiously on my cheek, gently holding my face while I lean on his touch.
ย ย ย ย ย ย I can resist him. I can.
ย ย ย ย ย ย I think of Abe's sweet smile, of his deep voice and his arms around me. I think of this night he told me about jail and I tried all I could to make him feel safe again, that was a beautiful moment... We are something beautiful Abe and me. We are going to make it right, to make it count. Right ?
ย ย ย ย ย ย As my heart fights itself, playing all the love songs I know at once in my head in a deafening dim of emotions, my eyes fill with tears. I know what is going to happen, and the cruel god writing my story can stop there, the end is already obvious.
ย ย ย ย ย ย I can't resist Dean. I just can't.
ย ย ย ย ย ย And Abe will cry, right ? He trusts me. He will take his bag and yell maybe, the sun inside of him will get clouded, he will drive away. Then I will let my body slide on the door frame, unable to hold my weight up, because I will have broken the only man that ever truly loved me.
ย ย ย ย ย ย I look down to hide the pain from Dean, but he knows me better.
"I can leave" he says.
But it's the last thing I want because I miss him, I miss him like a part of me died years ago and I still feel empty and cold... I miss him when I'm alone, and even more when I'm not.
ย ย ย ย ย ย When he's about to move, take a step back to leave me alone, I grab his belt and hold him in place firmly. I have no plan, no solid thought, but I know I can't be away from him for now. He smells both like the most familiar home and the wildest dream.
ย ย ย ย ย ย My other hand grazes the fabric of his jeans on his thigh, I close my eyes for a second and a little whimper escapes me. I started touching Dean less than a day after meeting him, and it seems I can't be around him without having my hands on his body.
ย ย ย ย ย ย He hums, staring down at me, bow legs slightly parted like he needed balance, like he was gripping the floor for both of us. Dean had always been my anchor. His shoulders look wider from down here and I want nothing more than letting my hands grab his butt to rub my cheek on his crotch like a cat marking its territory.
"Touch me like you need it, Baby" he murmurs and a little sob escapes me unexpectedly.
He never ever called me Baby.
ย ย ย ย ย ย He never gave me any nickname like he never gave me the place I thought I could take in his heart. And Abe, he calls me Treasure. He welcomed me in his heart...
"What's wrong ?" Dean asks like he didn't know.
Dean Winchester is the world's greatest hero, saved basically everyone's life without any reward, and for this he is a saint ; and still, he's the one that is going to be the end of me. Hero or not, he's my villain.
"Everything is wrong, Dean" I answer in a broken voice. "Everything."
He squats in front of me and my hand panics at losing my grip on his belt so it grasps his flannel like my life depends on it.
"Not everything" he whispers, bending to let his poisonous lips graze my skin.
My treacherous mouth opens in reflex at the proximity of his, making him respond by biting my lower lip. I whimper again and pull him closer.
"I got you" he states, letting his burning lips trace down my chin and my neck followed by his thumb, scratching my skin with his short nail. And I catch fire.
I let my head falls back and I surrender totally.
ย ย ย ย ย ย That's how bad he is for me : I could let him break my heart again without an hesitation, after it took me years to recover just enough to just function. And oh, I will. I will shatter the heart of the man that trusts me just to let Dean selfishly remind me how much I love him.
ย ย ย ย ย ย His breath is burning my skin, spreading in the fabric of my t-shirt when he buries his face on my chest, opening his mouth wide to pretend to bite my breast, hand cupping my sides like he had missed me for real. I let go of the plaid fabric to grip the short strand of his hair like I can.
"Dean..." the moan I have been holding comes out, filling the room with sin and the echo of future lies.
"I got you" he repeats.
His hungry hands seize my jeans and tear it open, fighting the metallic button's resistance brutally. The fabric hurts my lower back in a last resistance but is ripped off of me the second after, taking my panties in its way.
ย ย ย ย ย ย And before I can sit straighter now that I'm on the edge of the chair, before I can talk, think or breath. Dean's anaconda arms grab my thighs firmly and his burning breath is on my folds.
"Wh-" I start but what can I say now.
He kisses my folds like no men ever did : like he was in love with that part of me. An open mouth kiss, tongue eagerly lapping my juice from my entrance to my clit.
"AH !" I scream, arching my back but Dean doesn't take a second to breathe, burying his face on me.
I squirm, licking my lips like I was kissing him back but the place he is devouring can only respond with throbs and getting soaked, which is does.
ย ย ย ย ย ย I'm panting, I'm being eaten by the flames of that indescribable pleasure that is back. My stomach is shaking, my temples are beating so loud. I suck a breath when he sucks at my clit, moist hand gripping the leather of the chair.
"Dean" I moan again in the subdued light of the warm room.
He answers with a hum, and his nimble tongue pushes at my entrance, making my thighs shake violently in the vise grip of his arms.
ย ย ย ย ย ย I can't escape what Dean does to me so I let go.
ย ย ย ย ย ย My whole body falls backward when I come, harder than I have in years, holding his hair so tight it might hurt him, legs shaken by electricity, back arching and chest fighting itself to breath. My sensible clit seems to have nerves in my whole body and I fall silent, covered in sweat, suffocated by a forbidden crushing orgasm.
ย ย ย ย ย ย I whimper desperately, limp and lost, panting in the chair like I didn't realize yet what just hit me. But Dean knows what he's doing, he knows where this goes.
ย ย ย ย ย ย He opens his jeans, I can feel it even though I don't see him, my head still back, moaning at the caresses of his tongue on my neck. I bite my lip hard, hand moving from the arm of the chair to his, to feel his eagerness.
ย ย ย ย ย ย And he grabs my thighs harshly, making me fall on the floor with him and holds my back when I can't, keeping me against him.
"So wrong..." I whisper in a dying echo of my disgrace.
His hand grasps my face firmly and makes me look at him. His eyes have this fire in them, he clenches his jaw when I roll my lips a little, wetting his craved cock on me, dying of being finally filled by him.
"Keep your eyes on me" he groans, grabbing his length to guide it at my throbbing entrance.
"Dean..." I moan, fingers reaching his stomach under his clothes to feel it tremble.
"Eyes on me baby" he repeats low.
ย Dean's Pov
ย ย ย ย ย ย She can't think of him. Not now. I need her with me, I need her for me.
Feel me, baby.
ย ย ย ย ย ย I smile slightly when she dives her unfocused pupils in my eyes. She's perfect and I love her ; but I must say when she seems to surrender so completely to my touch, that's when forgot why I asked her to stay away.
ย ย ย ย ย ย When I enter her, her phone lights up once again in her back, on the floor. I groan loud as she wraps me like only she can, like she was trying to suck me inside her core. She's shaking, she's fighting to keep her eyes on me and I'm fighting that urge to grab her phone and shatter it in a million pieces against the wall.
ย ย ย ย ย ย She gasps, her body threatening to fall back so I hold her.
That's it baby, stay with me, feel me, let me take you like I used to when you were mine.
My hand fists her hair and my mouth gets attracted to her pulse point so I bend to suck at it, barely thrusting for now, just enjoying to be inside of her, feeling her pulsating with desire, the concrete hard floor digging in my knees.
ย ย ย ย ย ย Her arms wrap around me, she cling to me and I try to ignore my jealousy shouting at me.
Baby, you try to ignore me but can he do that to you ? Can he turn you into a purring cat like that ?
"Dean" she moans, clenching around me, her thighs trying to get herself even closer so she takes me impossibly deeper.
"Say you want me" I murmur against her skin in a voice I barely recognize.
"I want you" she gives in, exhaling in my ear.
ย ย ย ย ย ย Behind her, her phone lights up one more time with a text : "I found us a case in California, Treasure."
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DIABOLIK LOVERS MORE BLOOD Vol.2: Mukami Kou [Track 7+8]
Original title: ๅ ่ฝใใ่จผ & ใใใใใใ
Source: Diabolik Lovers More, Blood Vol. 2: Mukami Kou [CD not owned by me]
Audio: Here
Seiyuu: Kimura Ryouhei
Translatorโs note: Oh boy oh boy. I should have kept my mouth shut during the last few tracks because these two tracks had me wriggle around in my seat as my stomach turned upside down. > < Those of you who have been around since last year might recall how I struggled with Shuuโs D-S Kyuuketsu CD because of theย โbodily goreโ noises when he cuts the MC with a knife and then stirs his fingers around in the open wounds. KOU DOES THE EXACT SAME THING GDI. I had to pause several times because I got nauseous. :โโ) Please no more of this Rejet.ย
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Track 7: Proof of Corruption
โWell then, where should I bite you next...~? Both your neck and arm are already dyed a bright crimson from your blood. Fufu~ While Iโm at it, I guess I should make you even more red...Perhaps thatโll improve your looks a little.โ
*Rustle*
[00:25]ย โHmใผ Such slender wrists...Fufu, I could probably twist them with ease. If I were to plunge my fangs in, they might just pierce right through, donโt you think? Come on, show me your hand.โ
*Rustle*
โHm...These marks are still fresh. Hmใผ They werenโt left behind by me, which means they belong to one of those guys? Heeeh...Now what a lovely decoration you have here. You really are a maso-kitty, arenโt you? I sort of get now that youโre not doing all of this on purpose. Which means...is someone controlling you behind the scenes?โ
*Rustle rustle*
[01:18]ย โTake flowers, for example. They donโt particularly wish to bloom beautifully, do they? However, some larger force in nature is ordering them to do so to lure in birds and insects. So perhaps you were put together by someone with the specific goal to seduce us Vampires? If not, a plain girl such as yourself couldnโt even dream of having someone like me suck you, not even out of pity. Fufufu...~โ
*Rustle rustle*
He digs his finger inside your skin.
[01:59]ย โAh-aaah...Since the wound hadnโt fully healed yet, my finger sank in the moment I pressed down. Does it hurt? Fufu~ Iโm digging my nail into the open wound after all~ I bet it hurts...Then suffer more...Scream...! Nobody will hear you here. This place has been equipped to ensure that they wonโt find you.โ
*Rustle*
โBut...Well...If they did know you were here, I wonder if they would come and get you? These guys who seem to be oh-so obsessed with you, I mean~โ
Kou continues to stir up the wound with his nails.
โAre you writhing in pain? Ah-aaah...Your ugly face only became even more hideous. Should I say it has a certain charm to it? Iโm incapable of loving you while you look like that though. However...โ
*Rustle*
[02:57] โIn regards to these wounds, I feel a strange sense of attachment. I wonder why? Perhaps itโs just fun to compete with other Vampires over a prey such as yourself? Hahaha...But in that case, I have to leave behind my own marks as well or itโs no fun, right? ...Iโll leave my mark on top of these wounds, as if to overwrite them. Itโll be perfect proof of how thoroughly corrupted youโve become.โ
*Rustle*
Kou bites you.
*Gulp*
โMmh...*
*Gulp gulp*
โใผใผHah!โ
*Gulp*
[03:50] โMmh...Haah...I can smell them from here...It pisses me off...Hahn...โ
*Gulp gulp*
โHah, haah...It makes me want to just rip up your whole arm with my fangs...โ
*Gulp*
โFufu...This must be the taste of hatred...~ Exactly...I canโt forgive them...Never! Thatโs whyใผใผโ
*Gulp gulp*
โHaah...Haah...โ
*Rustle*
[04:38] โI wonโt return you to them. Youโre basically mine now. Offer both your body and soul to me...And go mad. Fufu...Damn~ Whatโs wrong with me? Am I being spurred on by you? Uwaah...This is a first for me. Fufu~ I truly got my hands on a nifty toy. I was just going to have a little taste before handing you over to Ruki...but I might not want to let you go again.โ
*Rustle*
[05:22] โHaah...Let me suck more...Your blood is messing with my head...as I find myself wishing you would offer more of that delicious blood pumping through your veins to me and me only.โ
*Rustle*
โOi. I bet you have other marks left behind by them as well, donโt you? Tell me. Iโll make you go through those painful memories again. Come on, hurry up and fess up.โ
*Rustle*
[06:00]ย โHey? Are you listening? If you space out like that, Iโll do something much, much more painful and rough?โ
You muster a response.
โHm? Your belly? Eeeh~? Now where could they be...~?โ
*Rustle rustle*
โAh, you must be talking about these. Marks spotted~ They really donโt hold back when devouring you, do they?โ
He licks the marks.
โOh, this one smells different. So, tell me. Did you have them bite you from head to toe? Hah! What a slut you are.โ
You protest.
[06:46]ย โHm? You didnโt wish for any of this to happen? ...Che. Why are you giving me that defiant look? Do I have to repeat myself a million times before your idiotic brain gets it? I was reminded once more the moment I sucked your blood. Youโve been tampered with in some way to lure in Vampires. I wonder who could be behind it...~? Fufu...Somehow that piques my interest...โ
*Rustle*
โBut for now, Iโll cover you with my marks. So Iโll thrust my fangs inside these wounds as well...โ
Kou digs his nails into your skin once more as you flinch.
[07:31]ย โArenโt you happy? Iโm the one saying these things after all. ..Aaah-aah, such filthy marks. Iโll erase them right away.โ
He bites you again.
โHahn...โ
*Gulp gulp*
โHah...โ
*Gulp gulp*
โHaah...Haah...โ
*Sluuuuurp*
โHaah...This stench is persistent...It wonโt disappear...Ugh, it pisses me off. If I canโt get rid of it with my fangs...It just makes me want to mess you up as a whole...โ
*Rustle*
โHaah...Guess Iโll just have to sink them in deeper and deeper...Like thisใผใผ!โ
*Gulp gulp*
โHah...Nnh...โ
You cry out.
[08:41]ย โAh...It hurts? Look at you gushing blood all over the place. You really have no shame, do you? But you shouldnโt be able to feel the pain, you know? My fangs have already made it so you perceive everything as pleasure. Fufufu...โ
*Rustle*
โI can tell you want me, so try and voice it out loud? Beg for me with a cute tone. Come on, hurry...Ask me to make you feel ever better~โ
You whimper.
[09:24] โHmm~~? I canโt hear you...~ Youโre going to have to speak a little louder. Also, donโt forget to sound cute, okay?โ
You repeat it.
โFufu...~ Exactly, like that. Just be honest with yourself...Perhaps then Iโll be able to feel a little affection for someone as ugly as yourself.โ
You beg again.ย
โMm~ Good. You managed to beg for it cutely, so Iโll love on you in return. ...With these fangs of mine, that is.โ
Kou bites you again.
*Gulp gulp gulp*
โHahn...Mmh...โ
*Sluuuuurp*
[10:14] โ...Hah...! ...Hm? ...โMoreโ? ...You can crave it more. I kind of like it when people yearn for me. ...Iโll plunge them inside even deeper than before...โ
*Gulp gulp*
โHaah, haah...Ugh...Haah...I guess the smell is starting to fade a little?โ
You moan.
โFufu...Seems like youโre feeling rather good as well. Your body has completely given in to the pleasure, it feels as if your blood has become sweeter as well.โ
Track 8: Irritation
Kou inspects your body.
*Rustle*
โWhere else have they bitten you...? ใผ Ah, donโt tell me. Iโll try finding it myself this time...~ After the stomach, it has to be...The legs, right~?โ
*Rustle*
[00:18]ย โYes, I got it right! ...They sure love going for the risquรฉ spots, donโt they? Hah! Right near your crotch (1) ...How lewd. On top of that, you can tell theyโve sucked from here repeatedly...Very dirty! I wonder what kind of expression you made as they sucked from here? Perhaps you didnโt realize it yourself, but they pretty much got a full view of aaaall your embarrassing places.โ
You squeak.
โHow embarrassing, gosh! ...But Iโm sure you love that sorta stuff, donโt you? After all, I can see a glint of anticipation in your eyes. Or am I just imagining things? Is it because Iโm the one doing this to you? ...Well, I guess Iโll figure out the answer to my own question once I bite you. Well then...โ
*Rustle*
โWhere should I leave my mark? ...Right here. Iโve settled on this spot.โ
He bites you again.
*Gulp*
[01:28]ย โMmh...Hah...Haha! What a lovely view...Fufu...โ
*Gulp gulp*
โSeems like itโs making you weak as well...Look at you twist and turn your body like that...What a dirty girl you are.โ
*Gulp gulp gulp*
โ ใผใผHah! Weโre still nowhere near done...Let me suck more and more...Hahn...โ
*Gulp gulp*
โHah...Hah...โ
*Gulp*
[02:11]ย โHaah...Fuck...Could this be a trap of some sorts...? Fufu...I feel as if your blood is leading me straight to my own demise...Well, I guess thatโs fine. As long as it feels good...whether itโs a trap or whatever, Iโm not scared. Perhaps the person who set you up this way predicted this all along? ...Say.โ
*Rustle*
[02:44] โI bet they knew that we would try and snatch you away like that. Guess weโre being mocked, huh? That pisses me off. ...You seem to be feigning ignorance but youโre part of the whole scheme, arenโt you? ...If you think this will all pass as long as you just obediently spread your legs, youโre gravely mistaken. Iโll give you something much, much, much more painful, youโd find yourself wishing youโd be dead instead...!โ
*Thud*
Your eyes widen in horror.
โHehe...โ
*Gulp gulp*
[03:26] โ...Heh. Does it feel good? Lucky you! I think you might be the first human who has gotten the honor to receive this much pleasure from me. Well, under normal circumstances, one bite is plenty to make any human ascend to Heaven, but in your case, the more I have, the more delicious your blood becomes and on top of that...You dare oppose me. It pisses me off. ...Mmh...โ
*Gulp*
โ...Hm? Thereโs marks on your thighs as well!โ
*Rustle rustle*
[04:06] โI have to engrave my own mark here as well. ...Geez, I wonder what they find so appealing about these stick legs? I canโt relate, but I donโt like the idea of there being marks from someone other than me. ...Mmh..โ
*Gulp*
โNnh...โ
*Gulp gulp*
[04:37] โ...Hah...Ah...Haah...~ I feel sluggish for some reason...Have I been numbed? In that case, your blood is to blame. ...This is bad...Fufufu~ I just donโt understand how I want to keep an ugly girl such as yourself all to myself...Makes no sense, does it? I feel irritated by it myself but...I also just canโt help it. This strong desire for you keeps on welling up inside of me...What is happening to me? Geez...Honestly, it pisses me off! Iโve never felt this strongly attached to anything or anyone before!?โ
*Rustle*
โHahn...โ
*Gulp gulp gulp*
โ...ใผ Hah!โ
*Gulp gulp gulp*
โMmh...Haah, haah...I canโt get enough...Do you want me more? ...So do I.โ
*Gulp gulp*
[05:57] โHah...Yearn for me more and more...You just need to keep your eyes on me. ...You belong to me now. Happy? Of course you are. If you continue to writhe around like that, Iโll give you never-ending pleasure.โ
*Rustle*
โMmh...Haahn...โ
*Gulp gulp*
โMmh...Nnh...โ
*Gulp*
โHaah, haah...!โ
*Gulp*
[06:37] โHaah...! I canโt...I still havenโt had enough...Hm. I still refuse to give you up. Iโll make you forget about those other guys in no time. Iโm obsessing over you, so it only makes sense. ...Unlike those guys, I wonโt call you prey either. Youโre mine after all. ...Doesnโt that make you happy? Iโm a gentleman after all~ I know how to make a girl happy. Iโm sure you didnโt like being degraded by having them call youย โpreyโ either, right? Fufu...~โ
ใผใผ TO BE CONTINUED ใผใผย
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(1) ่ถณใฎไปใๆ น orย โashi no tsukeneโ is the root/base of the leg where it connects to the hips.ย
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Missed Connection
Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4
Pairing: Hope Mikaelson x Readerย
Itโs almost been a month since your encounter with the stranger you believed to be from your dreams. Without any luck of seeing her again, you were beginning to think that maybe thatโs all she was; just some mere figment of your imagination that you so desperately wanted to have all the answers you needed.ย
As insufferably difficult this summer was for you, you still managed to get through it. You thought it was because school wasnโt in session and that youโd be back in your element in no time once classes begin again.ย
That was what you had hoped for anyways, but alas even when the halls were filled with your peers and your routine was back in place, nothing seemed to change. The mysterious void in your chest didnโt ease like you wished it would.
You couldnโt help but wonder if your friends had been feeling the same way, too. Surely thereโs no chance that you could be alone in this situation, right?ย
โYou canโt tell me that things havenโt felt a little weird since Landon destroyed Malivore. He doesnโt even know how it happened, Lizzie.โย
The blonde Saltzman nearly whips you in the face with her hair as she abruptly turns to face you in the crowded hallway. โY/n, we live in a world where witches, werewolves, and vampires exist. Everything in our lives is bound to have a tiny amount of weirdness.โ
She made a good point and you knew that, but you also knew that this feeling was different. It had to be.ย
Lizzie frowns at the disappointed look on your face and rests a comforting hand on your shoulder, โLook, the most important thing is that Malivore is gone. No more bizarre monsters coming to kill us every week. Now try to stop overthinking things and letโs get through this school year in peace.โย ย
Before you knew it, your conversation ended just as quickly as it started and Lizzie was on her way back to class. You hang your head with a defeated sigh, desperately searching the hallway for someone who may be just as lost as you were. Instead, you see everyone going about their first day back like normal.ย
Students who were away with their families are now smiling brightly as they reunite with friends. Other groups of friends laugh at a joke another says as they pass you by and you wonder if there was someone you should be doing that with.
The clarity that you sought out today only made you more confused than ever. At this point you wished that it was still summer vacation because seeing your classmates having a great first day back had you thinking that you really were alone with your feelings.ย ย
Maybe you just needed a day to hang out with your friends after class today. They may not share your thoughts on how odd things have felt recently, but being around them definitely helps clear your head.ย
โIโm sorry, Y/n. You know Landon and I would be down to watch a movie or something, but weโre going on our official first date today.โ Josie tells you, disheartened.ย
After the multitude of movie dates the two of them shared throughout the summer, youโre surprised that none of those had been labeled as dates, but you werenโt going to tell her that outloud. The two of them seem to be really happy to be spending so much time together and you werenโt going to get in the middle and be the third wheel no one wants, especially on a first date.ย
โNo worries, Jo. Iโll ask Lizzie and MG if theyโre free.โ She gives you a gentle squeeze on your arm with a sympathetic smile before you go off to find her sister.ย
Things didnโt seem to be going to plan here either.
โIf I hadnโt already agreed to this stupid- I mean,โ she grits her teeth with a forced smile, โvery cool study date with MG Iโd totally hang out with you. God knows Iโd rather do anything else.โ You knew you werenโt supposed to hear that last part, but Lizzie was always awful at lowering her voice.ย
If you werenโt already feeling distraught, this definitely was the cherry on top of your depressing cake of sadness.ย
Instead of showing Lizzie that, you plastered the fakest smile you could and responded with, โDonโt worry about it. Iโll justโฆ hang out downtown and get myself a milkshake at the Grill or something.โย
Plan โget your friends to distract you from the abrasive thoughts penetrating your brainโ had failed, but you werenโt going to let it stop you from at least getting out of the school for a couple of hours. With everyone so busy while classes are back in session, it made you wonder what in the world you did after school before this year.ย
As much as you tried hyping up how fun it was going to be hanging out downtown by yourself, it only made you feel even more bummed out. Like everything else youโve been doing since the night Malivore was destroyed, something felt off and nothing seemed to be your remedy.
Minutes turned to hours and you ended up drinking four full glasses of cookies and cream milkshakes at the Grill, literally falling into a sugar coma at your table outside. The sun was barely setting when you got here, but then it was fully dark out when you were woken up from your sugar rush nap.ย
โJesus, Y/n. I thought you were dead or something.โ You lean your head upwards to see that it was Landon who woke you from your slumber.ย
โOne could not be so lucky, phoenix boy.โ You groggily respond, stretching out your muscles and wiping any drool from your cheeks.
Looking at your surroundings, you notice that Josie isnโt around.ย
โArenโt you supposed to be on a date?โย
Thereโs a pained look on Landonโs face at your question, โYeah, about thatโฆ she, uh, she said she wasnโt feeling too good and decided to go back to the school.โย
You raise an eyebrow at him, โWhat, did you take her to eat sushi or something?โย
That was meant to be a joke, but the look of realization on the curly-haired boyโs face told you all you needed to know.ย
โYou went to a sushi place.โย
Landon quickly slides into the seat across from yours, โItโs what I suggested. W-Was I not supposed to?โย ย
โJo canโt digest any sort of raw food without wanting to convulse. I learned that the hard way when I first started going to the Salvatore school,โ you shiver at the memory,ย โNever again.โย
The phoenix begins falling into a full state of panic, โOh my God. I didnโt know that! Wh-What am I supposed to do? What if I completely ruined everything? What if she never wants to go on another date with me again? What if-โย
Your patience was thinning very quickly, โLandon, just relax. Take a breather for a second,โ you inhale, watching him do the same, and breathe out at the same time, โGo back to the school, check up on her, have a convo about getting some better communication skills and Iโm sure everything will be fine.โย
Landon nods, โOkay, okay yeah. Thatโs good. Iโll, uh, Iโll do that,โ he continues to sit across from you until you look at him expectantly, โDo I do that now?โ
โFor your sake, Josieโs, and especially mine, yes. Now would be great, buddy.โย
โRight, okay. Thanks, Y/n!โ He scrambles out of his seat and begins to shuffle away from the Grill.ย
โGo get โem, Tiger!โ You shout with as much enthusiasm you could muster before slumping back into your chair.ย
Still dazed from the sugar rush nap and exhausted from that conversation, you lean forward with your elbows on the table and begin wiping the sleep from your eyes using the palms of your hands.
โThis is gonna be one hell of a year.โย ย
โLong day, huh?โ You recognize that itโs a girlโs voice youโre hearing, but not one that was familiar to you.ย
Moving your hands away from blocking your view, you look up to see the person you convinced yourself was just a figment of your imagination. The long auburn colored hair, fair-skinned, blue eyed girl from your dreams was standing right before you. For a moment, you thought that maybe you really had lost it.ย
โSorry. I just, I saw you sitting here earlier and thought you might want company.โ
Youโre almost positive that you were staring at her with your mouth hanging open like an absolute idiot. Just say something, dumbass!
โMind if I join you?โ She asks, gesturing towards the now empty chair that Landon left behind.ย
โYes!โย
Idiot!ย
โI mean no! No, I uh, I donโt mind.โ You chuckle nervously, adjusting yourself in every way possible to hide the fact that you were internally freaking out.
The girl gives you a patient smile before taking the seat in front of you, โSo, party of one tonight, huh? I mean, I saw you finish talking to someone right now, but it didnโt seem you two were here together.โย
โYeah, no. Not together at all or with anyone really,โ for some reason you had to make this very clear to her, โThat was just a friend of mine whoโs having some lady troubles, so I decided to be a good samaritan and give him some positive advice.โ
โHow chivalrous of you.โ Right away you could tell that she was teasing and the nerves you had seconds ago simply began to vanish.ย
โWhy thank you,โ you smile, feeling a wave of warmth when she returns one back, โBut yeah, itโs just been me, myself, and I for the nightโฆ and dayโฆ and probably for the rest of the school year if Iโm honest.โ
Her smile fades and she tilts her head inquisitively, โWhat makes you say that?โย
Oh, where to begin.ย
โIโve been asking myself that for a while now actually. Everything should feel perfect given the fact that I have these amazing friends, I go to this incredible school, Iโm 100% healthy and not dying of anything that I know of,โ you shrug at yourself, โI should be happy with that, but Iโm not. It feels so selfish of me to say and I wish I could fix it, but I canโt. How can everything be so close to perfect, but yet thereโs still something wrong?โย
The girl stares at you with such empathy and sadness in her eyes that you could swear she was holding something back.ย
You continue, โThings also havenโt felt normal lately. My definition of normal anyways. For some reason everything has felt completely off, like Iโm missing something. You know when you forget that thereโs somewhere youโre supposed to be? Like an event and you donโt realize youโve forgotten about it until the day of and you say to yourself, โoh shit, I canโt believe I forgot about this really important thingโ. Thatโs how Iโve felt ever since summer started,โ you notice her tense up slightly, but you continue, โbut I canโt remember what Iโm forgetting.โ
At this point, you were surprised this girl didnโt think you were crazy and start running for the hills. If this were any normal stranger, you wouldnโt feel comfortable enough to overshare the thoughts youโve been keeping secret from your close friends. For some reason, she made you feel the complete opposite. Strangely enough--given the world you live in--you felt safe with her.
โEveryone at school is making me feel like Iโm the only person who feels this way. Everyone else can go back to normal. Everyone else can move on and go on dates and study dates and hang out with their friends and go to class without feeling lost and overall just beโฆ normal.โ You finally let go of the breath you had been holding in for what feels like months.
Then you start to laugh at the ridiculousness that just spewed out of your mouth, โJesus Christ. Iโm so sorry. You probably thought you were going to have an innocent โnice weather weโre havingโ type of conversation, but instead you got a stranger dumping their whole life crisis onto you.โย
โYou really donโt have to apologize. Trust me, I understand how insanely messed up life can get and how relieving it is to just vent it all out,โ she gives you a reassuring nod with a genuine look of understanding that youโve been wanting to see for months, โEven if itโs to someone who can potentially be a serial killer.โย
The both of you burst out into a fit of laughs and you swear that youโve never felt so connected to a person you just met. It was as if your souls had met in another life and were catching up for the first time in a while. Neither of you had a name to place with your faces, but that didnโt seem matter because you already felt like youโve known this girl for years.ย
โIโve had quite a rough couple of months myself. Not sure if Iโd binge drink four cookies and cream milkshakes to numb the pain though.โย
You shrug, โWell, itโs better than the latter option that I canโt even legally purchase because Iโm underage. Plus, it helps that these are the best milkshakes in town--even if they are 4 dollars a glass.โย
Now youโre hoping that your old co-worker can cover your bill since you only brought ten dollars with you tonight. Before you could reach for your wallet just to be sure, another thought crossed your mind.ย
โWait. How did you know they were cookies and cream? I know itโs a lot of milk to force inside by body, but I normally leave no trace of evidence behind. Are you a witch or something?โ That last part was obviously a joke otherwise sheโd be at your school by now.
The girl opens her mouth to speak, but it takes her a moment to come up with an explanation, โIt was my best friendโs favorite. Yeah, we used to go out for milkshakes all the time and I guess something about you reminds me of them.โย
You smile, flattered, โWell, might I say, your best friend has amazing taste,โ she purses her lips into a tightened smile and lowers her gaze, almost as is the memories of this said โbest friendโ pained her to think about, โIโm assuming things arenโt so great with them right now?โ
She sighs at the thought, โWe were close for a long time. Iโm actually surprised that they stayed as long as they did. I probably gave them a million reasons to bail, but they were annoyingly persistent,โ she chuckles, โIโll admit, it took me a while to settle into our friendship, but the moment I did was something I would never regret. From that point on the only thing that could separate us was death.โย
Judging by her heavy use of past tense words, you could only think the worst happened, โDid they, you know, umโฆ?โ You didnโt want to ask the full question seeing that she was clearly still hurt by the absence of this person.ย
She shakes her head, โNo. No, it turned out death wasnโt the only factor that was able to keep us apart. We meant a lot to each other and later realized that there was more to us than just friendship. Eventually, things started becoming serious but me being the person I am, I pushed them away and left.โ
โHave you tried reaching out to them again?โ You thought that there was no way two people who felt those intense feelings could completely forget about each other.
โOnce, but things changed. They took one look at me and acted as if I never existed.โ Maybe it was the empath in you, but it broke your heart seeing a small pool of tears building up in her eyes. You wished that you could say something to make her feel better and tell her that everything will be okay, but how could you when you donโt know her?
She quickly wipes the tears before they could fall and takes in a deep breath that you instinctively mirrored to compose yourselves.ย
โI guess itโs my turn to say sorry, huh? I feel like my baggage was a little heavier than yours there,โ she sniffs, huffing out a light chuckle.ย
โWell, if weโre giving out medals here, youโve got the gold. Thatโs for sure,โ you grin, hoping to lighten up the mood.
Her laugh--that you could tell was genuine--gave you the assurance you needed.ย
โI feel like I should give you a hug. I mean, if youโre cool with that,โ you suggest, ready to push yourself out of your seat, โBecause I could kind of use one and Iโm just assuming--โย
โThat would be great, yeah,โ the girl nods with a relieved smile.ย
โAlright, great.โ
The two of you stand, moving around the table to meet each other in the middle. Her head seemed to fit perfectly against your chest as her arms pressed behind your back. All of the weight that had been piling up on your shoulders began to fall at your feet and the tension from stress that built up inside your chest began fading away. How this could happen from an interaction with a complete stranger, you had absolutely no idea.ย
โIs it weird if I say this doesnโt feel weird?โ You ask with the side of your head leaned against hers.ย
โWell, I think things are only weird when someone makes it weird.โย
You pause for a moment, โDo you think this feels weird?โ
She laughs and you know for a fact that she could hear your heart skip a beat, โNo. I donโt.โ
You fight the goofy grin from appearing on your face, but fail miserably, โOkay, good.โย
Part of you was afraid of whatโll happen the moment you separate. You had no idea when would be the next time you see this girl or if there was going to be a next time. This was the first day in a while when you didnโt feel lost, instead you felt that this was exactly where you needed to be. You felt normal.
Before you could actually start making things weird, you begin to pull away from her embrace, โWell, tonight I learned that I can click with a stranger within a span of ten minutes give or take, so thank you for that.โ
She smiles, โThank you, too.โ
โI think itโs safe to say that weโre at the point of learning each otherโs names now.โย
โYes, because why start with those when we could just tell our whole life stories and share an intimate hug first?โ
โExactly! Actually, you know what? I think we should get married in Vegas really quick and weโll just figure out our names during the vows section of the wedding ceremony. Whatever we come up with in the moment will just be how we refer to each other for the rest of our lives,โ you joke.ย
โYouโre absolutely right.โ Wow, a girl who can keep up with your sarcasm without thinking youโre a complete--huge emphasis on complete--idiot? She is the girl of your dreams--literally and metaphorically.ย
You stared down at her in wonder, hoping to God that youโre not dreaming and that this interaction has been real, โItโs, uh, itโs Y/n by the way. My name. Y/n L/n.โย
โHope. Hope Marshall,โ she reveals and a victorious smile appears on your lips when you finally have a name to match a face.ย
Your smile quickly drops when the clock tower starts going off and you realize that itโs nearly midnight, โWell, itโs been a pleasure meeting you tonight, Hope. I'm sorry to cut the rest of the evening short, but my school just got a new headmaster and unfortunately heโs a lot more strict on our curfew than our previous one. Donโt want to turn into a pumpkin, you know?โย
She chuckles, โNo worries at all. It was nice meeting you, too, Y/n,โ Hope smiles and you can tell that she didnโt want to leave. If you were being honest, you really didnโt want to either.ย
Neither of you could find the energy to be the first person to walk away. To do that would be like trying to separate two annoyingly strong and stubborn magnets apart.
As much as you wanted to spend the whole night learning more about each other, you also didnโt want to be put in detention on the first day back at school.ย
Unwillingly, you take the first step backwards without wanting to fully turn away from your newfound acquaintance, โThanks again for the chat. I hope to see you again very soon, Marshall.โย ย
Hope rolls her eyes, but canโt contain a smile, โOnly if youโre lucky.โ
โI think I like my chances,โ you wink playfully before turning your heel to make your way back to the school feeling the most energized youโve felt in a long time.
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apologies for the later update than usual with this series and I apologize in advance if it takes a while for part 6 to be posted. Iโm in a bit of a writing funk right now and my mind is currently locked onto the Wilds soooo there may or may not be imagines for that fandom coming from me soon. anyways, happy late 2021 and hereโs to hoping this year isnโt complete shit! much love yโall
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Wild Thing: Part 2
Paul (The Lost Boys) X Michaelโs Ex!Fem!Reader Imagine
Content Warnings: She/her pronouns, Canon Typical violence/weed/Alcohol/Lite Vampiric Manipulation/Blood
Part 1
This is really long so itโs going under a Readmore
โข Itโs a miracle all of you made it in one piece; the boys had played a nasty trick on Michael; and he damn near went over the edge of Hudsonโs Bluff. Normally it took a lot to rattle you, but in that split second before Michael was actually able to stop, you practically felt your heart stop. It wasnโt every day you watched your best friend nearly fall to his death. You can feel Paulโs abdomen tighten beneath your arms as he laughs. Itโs a cruel sound, and youโre not sure if itโs at Mikeโs expense or yours. David nods toward him, and he turns to look back at you, grinning like the fox in the henhouse. โOh come on babe, lighten up.โ
โข As soon as he catches his breath, Michael lunges at David, understably furious. Youโre pissed as hell yourself, but when you try to climb off of Paulโs bike to give them all a piece of your mind, he grabs your thigh, keeping you in place. You open your mouth to tell him off, but he interrupts you. โShhh girlie, just look, sโall cool.โ
โข Youโre about to argue with him when instead of knocking Davidโs lights out or storming off, you notice Michael talking to him, Star looking entirely uncomfortable between them. โHow far are you willing to go, Michael?โ Your jaw practically drops in surprise when you see Mike nod, getting back on his bike. It worries you, this is so unlike him.
โข Paul smiles down at you, no trace of his cruelty from earlier. He jostles your leg playfully. โSee? It was just a little joke, everythingโs cool.โ You canโt help but lose yourself a little in his beautiful blue eyes, there is just something about him that makes you want to relax. โCool,โ you repeat back to him, sliding your arms around his midsection again. โAtta girl.โ
โข The rest of the ride is pretty uneventful, and you come to a stop at the mouth of a cave, with no shortage of signs warning of the dangers within. โOh please tell me weโre going in there,โ you say with a grin; this is absolutely up your alley, and Michael shakes his head at you with an exasperated smile. How many ill-thought-out adventures had you dragged Mike on growing up together? You canโt help but recall the time you found that creepy old military bunker and accidentally locked yourselves in...the two of you ended up finding an alternative exit that opened up into the library basement of all places...
โข Paul helps you off the bike, tugging you against his chest so he can whisper in your ear. โItโs your lucky night babe.โ You canโt help but grin like an idiot as your heart races. He presses a teasing kiss to the side of your head and you feel yourself begin to melt.
โข โWeโre not seriously going down there, are we?โ Mike pipes up, catching your attention much to Paulโs annoyance. โMike wants to know if weโre seriously going down there,โ Marko repeats, circling the cavern. โI dunno Marko, are we seriously going down there?โ Dwayne asks, joining him. โWe understand if you canโt hang, Michael,โ David mocks with a false tone of sincerity. Paul wraps his arm around you, pulling you tight against him. โYeah Michael, you donโt need to worry about (Y/N), Iโll keep her nice and safe.โ โStop it!โ Star scolds him, taking Mikeโs arm. โDonโt listen to them Michael, you can still back out if you want.โ David stalks toward the edge of the cavern, his expression foreboding and mischievous. โItโs time to make a decision, Michael.โ
โข โWell, Either way Iโm going in,โ you say, getting a little impatient. You were never one to wait around while everyone else danced around a decision. โIโll help you down,โ Paul chimes in a bit too eagerly. He slides his arm around your waist, holding you tightly hip to hip before he jumps down into the cave.
โข You gasp, very much expecting to break an ankle or something with the way Paul just leaped down in, but are surprised when your feet touch the ground almost feather light. โHow did you DO that?โ You whisper in astonishment. โBaby, I am all kinds of magic.โ โWhat are you, the fucking Goblin King?โ
โข He laughs, watching you squint in the pitch darkness of the cave. โHey Iโll take that as a compliment, Bowieโs hot as fuck.โ โSo are you,โ you say, trying to reach for where his voice came from, but he leans away from you with a smirk, watching you stumble. โYou know what the difference between me and Jareth is though?โ You turn around to face him, gasping when he presses you into the cold cave wall. โIโm gonna get the girl.โ
โข You wrap your arms around his shoulders in excitement. Itโs too dark for you to see him, but you part your lips and let your eyes fall shut, expecting a kiss. He doesnโt kiss you just yet though, holding back a moment to drink in the sight of you, beautiful and ready to give yourself to him. His lips only barely touch yours before youโre startled by the sound of several more pairs of feet hitting the ground. He groans with disappointment. โGuess weโll have to put a pin in this,โ he whispers, grazing his teeth ever so delicately against your ear. You shudder.
โข Your eyes sting a bit as the cave is suddenly illuminated as Dwayne circles the room, lighting improvised trash bin braziers as he goes. Your jaw drops as you admire the sheer aesthetic of the place. Paul smiles with pride at your positive reaction.
โข โWhat is this place?โ Mike asks, climbing down from the ladder you probably should have used. David claps a hand on his shoulder, before moving to circle the cavern. โIt was a Hotel once,โ David says, gesturing to the now faded and ruined wallpaper. โThe Jewel of Santa Carla, really.โ He sounds wistful and nostalgic, almost as if he had seen the hotel in its heyday. He goes on to talk about the events leading up to its destruction, but you can hardly pay attention with the way Paulโs fingers trace little patterns against your exposed skin.
โข You notice Star staring at you, almost like sheโs worried...about what? Michael looks down at her, brow creasing as he follows her concerned gaze to see you standing all cozy with Paul. His eyes widen and he looks away, swallowing awkwardly. David seems to notice, and he looks straight at the pair of you. โPaul, itโs your turn to pickup dinner.โ โBut-โ He protests, squeezing your arms just a little too tightly to be comfortable, but is cut off by the look of finality on Davidโs face. He sighs in deep frustration, releasing you for just a second before he startles you with a deep and forceful kiss. You barely have a chance to actually enjoy the kiss before heโs pulling away, looking at you with just the sweetest smile that makes you melt. โWait up for me, okay?โ You nod in agreement, blushing furiously. You hardly notice him side eyeing Mike as he turns to leave. โIโll be back soon.โ Just as he sets foot on the ladder, he suddenly turns around, jogging back to place another quick peck to your lips. โOkay, I can go now.โ
โข โWhy donโt you go with him, Star,โ David says, causing both Mike and Star to stare at him. โOr else weโll end up with nothing but fortune cookies and chinese doughnuts.โ Star looks at Michael apologetically, staring David down while she moves to exit the cave.
โข You look over at Mike, smiling sheepishly and scratching the back of your neck. โFriendly guy,โ he teases you, trying to cut through the awkwardness. David laughs, moving to clap a hand on Mikeโs shoulder and yours. โWhat are the odds, huh? The two of you ending up lured into our little family.โ Mike cracks a grin. โ(Y/N) never could pass up an adventure.โ Davidโs own face splits into a wide grin. โAnd what about you, Michael? What made you decide to follow us after all the crap we gave you?โ โI go where she goes,โ Mike says, crossing his arms defensively. โReally? Kinda looks like sheโd be entertained plenty without you,โ David nods toward you. โPaulโs taken quite a liking to her...that bother you?โ โNo,โ Mike says a bit too forcefully; he never was very good at lying. โHey, back off.โ The words come out of your mouth before you even think about it. David looks at you with stunned amusement. โYeah, back off David,โ Marko mocks you. Dwayne shoves him a little.
โข You take a deep breath; Mike tended to close himself off, but you were never very good at holding your tongue when you got upset...still, you didnโt want to overstep your boundaries in the boysโ own territory. โLook, Mike and I were together for a lot of years. Of course itโs weird to see each other with new people-โ โYou donโt seem too bothered to see him with Star,โ Dwayne says from his seat on the old moth eaten couch. David grins, looking between you and Mike. He claps his hands together. โI think maybe these two could use a minute to talk things out, what do you boys think?โ Dwayne nods in agreement, and Marko makes kissy noises; Dwayne gives him a light smack to the chest, before the three of them go chill in the other side of the cave to give you and Michael a little space.
โข You and Mike stare at each other awkwardly; you gesture to the floor by the fountain. โYou wanna sit?โ โYeah,โ he agrees, his voice a little hoarse as the two of you take a seat leaning against the fountain. You sit quietly for a bit, awkwardly picking at your fingernails, before Mike breaks the silence. โIโm not upset that youโre moving on.โ You turn to face him, and he continues. โIโm trying to move on too...itโs just-โ โWhat?โ โHim? (Y/N)? How did you even meet these guys?โ You scoff, a little offended by the contempt in his voice when he mentioned Paul, itโs the same way his dadโs family talked about you when Mike first started bringing you around as kids. โHe saved me. I was being harassed by a group of guys off the boardwalk, and Paul scared them off.โ His gaze turns to his feet, partly ashamed at pre-judging Paul, and oddly ashamed of himself. โIโm sorry I wasnโt there for you.๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ You scoff humorously, patting him on the back. โMike, itโs not your job to protect me, I can look after myself.โ โWhat would have happened if Paul hadnโt shown up?โ You laugh, flashing him the knife tucked discreetly into your boot. โLike I said, Mike, I can look after myself.โ He lets out a deep sigh, smiling at you sheepishly. โYeah, I guess youโre right.โ
โข You give him a friendly smack to the shoulder, lightening the mood a bit. โAnd what about you, Mr. Badboy, with your leather jacket and fancy earring,โ you tease. โWhat happened to the goodie-two-shoes I grew up with?โ Itโs Mikeโs turn to scoff, he grins at you. โWow, itโs almost like having my first love leave me for being too much of a Goodie-Two-Shoes right before my parents get divorced fucked me up a little, huh?โ โMike...I-โ He laughs, giving your arm a playful shrug. โHey, no, in all seriousness you were right. I never really pushed the envelope growing up unless I was following you. I just thought with the move that maybe itโs time for me to reinvent myself, you know? Explore what I want for a change.โ Heโs smiling, and you smile back at him. โSheโs beautiful,โ you say. โI think she likes you too.โ A blush creeps up on his face, and he canโt keep himself from smiling. โWell Iโm not sure if Paul likes you,โ he teases, trying to draw the attention away from himself. โHe might just kiss everyone like that, we donโt know.โ You canโt help but laugh, shoving Mike. He decides to be dramatic, falling over onto the floor like you actually pushed him. He sits up on his elbows, smiling at you like he used to when you were kids. You return the favor.
โข Unbeknownst to you, Paul stands in the entrance of the cave, his chest tightening as he watches you laugh and smile with Mike. He walks over to you quietly, so he can startle you when he drops to the ground to sit next to you. โEasy there, Mikey. You had your chance,โ he says with thinly veiled contempt as he throws his arm around you. He hands you a carton of takeout. โYou seem like a beef and broccoli kind of girl, hope thatโs alright.โ You smile up at him, cradling the hot container carefully in your hands. โItโs my favorite, thank you so much.โ He smiles back, very pleased with himself.
โข Star calls Mike over, handing him a carton of plain rice. She apologizes, saying she wasnโt sure what heโd like. She doesnโt quite believe him when he insists that itโs fine. โHe means it Star, he hates chinese food, the rice is all heโll eat,โ you clarify. David perks up, stirring a carton of noodles. โYou hate Chinese food? Jesus Michael, how could a billion Chinese people be wrong?โ โGuess not everyone likes flavor,โ Paul taunts, skewering his General Tsoโs with his chopsticks. โโLeast I know how to use chopsticks,โ Michael spits back, earning dramatic ooos from the boys. โHeโs always been shit at it, doesnโt have the patience,โ Dwayne says. โNot me,โ Marko pipes up. โI can catch a fly midair.โ
โข โOh fuck off, (Y/N) doesnโt care if I can use chopsticks or not, do you babe?โ He asks, leaning in for a kiss. You take advantage of his momentary distraction to snatch a bite of his chicken...with your chopsticks. He gasps in mock offense at your sneakiness, and you quickly press your lips against his to make up for it. โNope, I think itโs cute.โ Heโs smiling ear to ear, his big blue eyes locked on you, and your smile.
โข David makes an exaggerated gagging noise, staring at the two of you and thoroughly ruining the moment. โMind wrapping it up? Some of us are trying to eat here...Speaking of which, how are your maggots, Michael?โ โExcuse me?โ โMaggots, Mike, youโre eating Maggots.โ Mike rolls his eyes, humoring David and looking into the cartoon. His eyes go wide and he instantly drops the carton, spilling rice all over the ground as he gags. The boys all laugh, and you look at Mike with concern. โWhat the hell Mike? Itโs just rice.โ He looks at you like youโre crazy, pointing frantically to the carton. โ(Y/N) are you crazy? Look, itโs-โ He looks down to see nothing but rice...certainly no maggots. โItโs...rice.โ He looks up at David. โWhat the fuck did you do to me?โ Paul laughs, pulling a positively ancient altoids tin from his jacket. โTake it easy, Mikey, you need to calm down,โ he says, popping open the tin to reveal a collection of hand rolled joints.
โข Your eyes light up, itโs been a while since youโve smoked, and itโs always good with Chinese food. You look at Mike, being consoled by Star. โCould be the stress, Mike. When was the last time you even slept well since...โ You donโt mention his parentsโ divorce in front of the guys. Thatโs Mikeโs business, not yours. He nods, catching your meaning. โ...Yeah, yeah Iโm in.โ Marko jumps down from his perch, smacking Mike on the back. โAtta boy, Mikey!โ
โข Paul tosses Marko a joint, pulling out another and slipping it between your lips. โThis oneโs just for us.โ He lights the joint, and you inhale deeply. โRomantic,โ you say, blowing smoke at him. โI try,โ he says, leaning in for a kiss as he takes the joint from your fingers. He pulls away just far enough so he can press the tip of his nose against yours. He takes a long drag, holding the smoke in as he leans in for another kiss. You inhale the smoke from his lungs, trying hard not to cough and ruin the kiss; this was the first time you were on this end of the shotgun. Your chest begins to heave, and he pulls away with a grin so you can cough in peace. โWow, you take my breath away,โ you squeak out between heaving coughs. He laughs, not a mean sound this time, but with genuine delight. โDamn babe, I think I might end up falling for you,โ he jokes, hand on his heart.
โข You planned on sassing him back, but you find yourself lost in his big beautiful eyes. You swallow, hard. Maybe itโs the weed, maybe itโs the excitement of the night, but you canโt help but think that sounds...kind of nice. You glance around the cave, at the guys, and back at Paul. Would it be so bad to stay here forever? Youโre broken out of your trance by a musical tinging sound, you and Paul both look up to see David clinking an old spoon against the gaudiest decorated wine bottle youโve ever seen. Oddly; Paul tenses beside you, his hand on your knee almost trembling.
โข David turns to Mike with the wickedest look on his face. โJoin us, Michael.โ Star grabs onto Mike, looking even more tense than Paul does now. โYou donโt have to do it, Michael. Itโs not too late to back out,โ she urges. โWhat is it?โ โBlood,โ she says. You laugh at the obsurdity, and Mike shakes his head at her, knocking back the bottle and drinking deeply. The boys cheer, and David turns the bottle to you. โ(Y/N)...drink, and be with us forever.โ
โข Before you can reach for it, Paul holds his hand out to David. Unfortunately, it slips out of his hand, the bottle shattering at your feet, spilling wine over your shoes. David shoots him the nastiest look, and Paul puts his hands up in apology. โFuck, shit, Iโm so sorry; Iโll clean that up,โ he says, dropping to his knees. You drop down beside him, and his eyes go wider than youโd ever seen them. โ(Y/N)-โ โI can help.โ โNo, You donโt need-โ Suddenly he winces, and you instinctively grab his hand. โFuck,โ he grunts, watching the blood well up in his palm. He puts his hand to his mouth, trying to cover the bleeding. โShit, Paul, Iโm sorry, I didnโt mean-โ โMaybe you should kiss it better,โ Marko taunts. โIโm fine, (Y/N), really.โ He gazes at you soothingly with those eyes of his, trying not to wince as you blot at his bleeding hand with your shirt. โYouโre bleeding like crazy-โ you start to argue, before noticing that his hand is hardly bleeding anymore. How could that be? He flexes his hand gingerly. โSee, I told you Iโm fine,โ he smiles at you, his eyes sparkling. โWouldnโt mind that kiss though.โ You smile back at him, taking his hand to your lips. You taste the blood still wet against his hand, and strangely, it tastes almost sweet. You wonder if maybe itโs the weed smoke on your tongue, or maybe the chinese food, thatโs making his blood taste so strange. You stare up at him sheepishly, thankful he canโt tell what you were thinking just now. He caresses your face softly in his hand, and you melt into the tenderness of his touch. โYouโre so cute when youโre worried about me.โ He presses his lips against yours, and youโre immediately hit by the sweet taste of his blood again. Part of you is horrified with yourself; you know you should pull away, but itโs just too good. You think you might die when he slips his tongue into your mouth. All too soon he pulls away, looking more than satisfied with himself, a breathless glee in his eyes. He strokes his thumb across your mouth, coming back bloody. โLooks like we made a mess.โ He leans in to whisper in your ear. โAnd it looks like you liked it.โ Your body tenses, mortified at being caught, but he runs a comforting hand down your back. โDonโt worry babe, itโll be our dirty little secret.โ
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Shared Minds and Shared Souls (1/?)
Pairing: Spike xย Female!Reader
Warnings: Angst, mentions of death, swearing
Word Count: 2.9k
Story Summary: Driven by the power she posses as a witch and psychic, Y/N returns to Sunnydale to pay a visit to her family after she has a vision about Dawn. She isnโt exactly like her duty first and justice before all else cousin Buffy as Y/N follows her own rules. She offers her aid to the Scoobies during their drama with Glory. Y/N doesnโt plan to stay long until she experiences an unparalleled connection with a certain vampire from North London.
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I never imagined myself visiting a small town like Sunnydale. Iโve lived in many places, but never California. The west coast isnโt exactly my style. For one, itโs hot. Two, the hippy-dippy happy-go-lucky attitude makes my eyes roll. Finally, Los Angeles reminds me of Celia, my cousin. Buffy, Celia, and I were inseparable as children. Dawn tried to tag-along in our make-believe games, but Buffy grew annoyed with her quickly. I havenโt been back in California in a decade for this very reason. Everything about California reminds me of a time when we were just kids. Before everything went to Hell in a hand basket.ย
Blasting Green Day in front of the hospital, I park my 1967 bright red Mustang. I take a minute to collect myself before barging in. Buffy and Dawn donโt exactly know Iโm coming, but thereโs something I have to warn them about, something so crucial that I drove here all the way from New York. The funny part will be explaining to Buffy that I know sheโs the Slayer. To her knowledge, Iโm just her ordinary cousin who she hasnโt seen since we were ten. In reality, Iโm a psychic witch, have been since birth. Well, Iโve been psychic since the womb, the witchy part came later. Oh, and I canโt forget seeing the dead part, I always do. That little twist comes with the psychic part. Yeah, imagine a little ten-year-old me seeing my recently deceased cousin at her funeralโฆ fun times. It explains the whole discomfort toward California. Low-key traumatized, but all good. Any who, I should probably stop the hesitation and just head inside.ย
As I stroll down the bitter cold hospital hall, I grip the leather straps of my backpack nervously.ย
โHi Buffy,โ I rehearse under my breath. โYou probably donโt recognize me, Iโm Y/Nโฆ your cousin. Itโs great to see you- God I sound so stupid!โย
I follow the signs on the wall toward the Neurology unit. Hospitals, cemeteries, funeral homes, old buildings, all great places to bump into ghosts. The things I do for family, boy do these guys owe me.ย
As I turn down yet another peach colored hall- geez this place is dated- my eyes land on a familiar blonde in the waiting room at the far end. Oh great, here we go. Buffy doesnโt notice me right away, being too occupied with doting on a sleeping Dawn resting her head on her lap. I take note of the blondie boy sat beside her. Iโm guessing heโs with Buffy. Good for her, a strong seven out of ten. I would rate him higher, but heโs not my type, too All-American boy-next-door.ย
โLooks like Iโm right on time,โ I determine once Iโm closer, thus making my presence known. Buffy peers up at me and her eyes widen steadily. Blondie next her looks between me and Buffy. Her surprised reaction makes him tense, I nearly assure him Iโm not a threat.ย
โY/N?โ She gentle shakes Dawn to wake her as she rises from her seated position. โWhat are you doing here?โย
โI heard about your momโฆ โ I explain vaguely. In truth, I saw it in a vision and a lot more beyond that, but Iโll just say my mom told me for now.ย
Buffy makes long strides and warmingly embraces me. I can sense the desperation in her touch. Her ora is all out of wack. I could see the mess her colors are from yards away. It seems like I did really arrive at the perfect time. Buffy needs me now more than ever.ย
โY/N!โ Dawn gasps behind us.ย
Buffy and I part, her eyes stare into mine pleadingly. Yeah, we really need to have a chat. Preferably somewhere we can be frank, truly frank, no bullshit like Iโm spilling right now.ย
โOh my God!โ Dawn squeals, rushing down to greet me.ย She squeezes me like a stress ball as she rambles on about how much sheโs missed me. Then, Dawn starts to ask the tough questions as usually does. The girl has never quite had a filter. โWhere have you been?โ
โNew York mainly,โ I laugh.ย
โHow come youโve never come to see us before?โ She rushes out as Buffy continues to stare at me in awe. It could be she thinks sheโs dreaming this.ย
โDawn, I-โย
She cuts me off, โhowโs aunt Lolly? Are you college? When did you get in?โ
โDawnie!โ I laugh, โI will answer all your questions, promise. Weโll catch up! For now,โ I look at Buffy. โI need to have a chat with your sisterโฆโย
The girl scoffs, rolling her eyes dramatically as she crosses her arms over her chest. โOf course, youโre for Buffyโฆ everyone is always here for her. No ever visit me,โ she grumbles.ย
โIโm here for you too,โ I assure Dawn. โI justโฆ itโs important I speak with Buffy right now. Itโs about something-โย
โIโm sorry, but who are you?โ Blondie interrupts, his face covered with confusion.ย
โIโm Y/N,โ I introduce myself. โIโm Buffy and Dawnโs cousin.โย
โIโm Riley, the boyfriend,โ he offers me his hand.ย
Wow, quite the introduction. Iโm not much of a contact-person, but this seems like the perfect opportunity to gather information on G.I. Joe. As I shake his hand, Iโm able to visualize memories and emotions from him. They come as flashes before my eyes. I hear his thoughts, see through his eyes, and feel what heโs felt. All I see Buffy, moments theyโve had. At first, pleasure and immense happiness consumes my head. Then, itโs replaced with doubt and self-deprecation. The obsession with Buffy is replaced with desperate longing. He feels her slipping.ย
My visual is cut-off when Riley removes his hand. Iโm brought back to current moment, surrounded by chaos of the hospital.ย
Dawn frowns, curiosity etched across her features. โWhatโs so important that you had to come all the way? Does it have to do with Mom?โ
โYou came all the way from New York?โ A male voice questions behind me.ย
What is this an interrogation? The sooner someone tells me where Buffy is the sooner I can head back home. Believe me, I donโt want to be here longer than I have to be. I glance over my shoulder, Willow and Xander stare at me in confusion. Weโve never met, but I know of them, the visions. Iโve been keeping tabs on Buffy and the family sinceโฆ wellโฆ since Buffy became the Slayer.ย
โYes,โ I answer Xander directly. Turning back to Buffy, I not so discretely tell her itโs urgent. โPlease, Buff, do you have minute? I know this isnโt exactly opportune but-โย
โOf course,โ she swallows hard. โWe can uhโฆ we can talk outside. Thereโs a courtyard just over there,โ she gestures down the hall.ย
โIโm coming with,โ Riley declares next to her.ย
โIโm sorry, is your name Buffy?โ I sass, much to his frustration. โWhat am I going to do her? Sheโs my cousin. Iโm only borrowing her for a second, then you can toss the leash back on her.โย
โY/Nโฆโ Buffy mutters for me to stop.ย
Riley narrows his eyes at me- oof, Iโm real scared now! While I giggle at her boyfriendโs expense as the two of us start down the hall. Iโve missed Buffy, we used to be like two peas in-a-pod. Once all this drama Iโve seen in her future is over, perhaps we can be close again. I refuse to settle in Sunnydale though. At least we have phones and email.ย
Once outside, and weโre certain weโre alone, Buffy cuts to the chase. โNot that Iโm not happy youโre here, Y/N, I am but, why are you here?โ She hasnโt changed a bit.
I snicker, peering up at the sky as the sun it starting to set. Gosh, I hate the day. That sounds weird because what human hates daytime, but I do. Iโm much moreโฆ in tune with myself when itโs night time. I thrive off the moonlight and stars. The sun and its rays are hot, too hot. I like the cold and darkness of night.ย
โFine, letโs get right to it,โ I smirk at my cousin wickedly. Reaching into my back pocket, I pull out my pack of cigarettes, feeling a bit anxious. โYou mind?โ I ask her, not really caring but figure I should check.ย
Timidly, she shakes her head. Her arms are securely crossed in front of her as she watches me take a smoke. โThose things will kill you,โ she advices the cookie-cutter phrase.ย
โSo can a car accident, yet we still drive,โ I remark with sass. โWhatโs life without a little risk?โ I wink.ย
Buffy shifts on her feet as her jaw clenches. Her aura is shifting again, Black to red, Iโve never seen someone change on a dime so fast. Thatโs change is funny, sheโs either angry or afraid of me, maybe both. I canโt blame her, Iโm not exactly a Care Bear. My black and red attire doesnโt scream comforting.ย
โThen again, you would know all about death, right Cuz?โ I suggest subtly.ย
Her eyes lock with mine and I start to see the wheels turning her head. โDoes she know? How could she?โ Sheโs likely thinking to herself. One touch and I could hear for certain what sheโs thinking.ย
โWhat are you talking about?โ She mumbles, barely meeting my eye.ย
I scoff, tossing my head back, why canโt this be easier? You know what, fine! Growing impatient, I hold my hand out, palm to the sky. โLight,โ I verbalize and within seconds a bright orb floats above my palm.ย
Buffy stares at my magic stunned. Yeah, I was sort of expecting that kind of reaction.ย
โHowโฆ Howโฆโ She stutters.ย
โIf youโd like a mini bolt of lighting I can do that too,โ I offer. โI kind of prefer them, far more powerful!โย
She doesnโt share in my excitement as she slowly steps closer still in awe. โYouโre a witch?โย
โYep!โ I smile, rather proud. โHave been for a while now, gotten pretty good at it too, not to brag or anythingโฆโย
โSoโฆโ Buffy continues to process everything. โYou know about demons, vampires-โย
I hum, โall of it. Including that youโre the Slayer, congrats by the way! Fun shit,โ I compliment with a snicker.ย
โNot exactly how Iโd describe it,โ she mutters defeatedly, her eyes still on the orb.ย
Closing my fist, the orb disappears and I place my hand on Buffyโs shoulder. Her eyes meet mine solemnly.ย
โHow long have you known?โ She asks unfazed.ย
โSince forever,โ I answer truthfully. โSorry I never called or have come to help. Iโve sort of been cheering for ya from the sidelines. In all honesty, Iโve been away perfecting my magic with a coven. Iโve met some pretty interesting people along the way, all dazzled when they find out Iโm related to the Slayer,โ I gush.ย
She pays no mind to my compliments, still in a daze. โDoes anyone know? Does your dad?โย
I shake my head and sternly tell her, โhe can never know! He thinks Iโve been away at school in Boston. In truth, Iโve been in New York with a coven.โย
Buffy nods in understanding, though I know Joyce is aware of the supernatural world. My mom could never handle it. โDid you come all the way here to tell me that?โย
Okay, hereโs the hard part, the real hard part! I finish my cigarette, pondering the last relaxing bit of it before tossing it to the ground. โOkay, so hereโs the deal,โ I begin. โThereโs a this big nasty bitch Iโve seen in my visions- I see visions by the way-โ I add in passing, having forgotten it. Then, I remember I canโt forget the ghosties bit. โAnyway, youโve already bumped into her, Glory. Yeah, sheโs a real charmer from what I can see. Iโm here to help because based on my visions, sheโs kicking your asses.โย
I leave out a crucial bit of information, a part of the visions Iโm not sure I can share. One important thing about being a psychic is not changing fate. As much as I want to tell Buffy everything, I know I canโt, not if I donโt want to mess with the world.ย
โSo, youโre here to help us stop Glory?โ She clarifies.ย
โIt gets real fucked at some points,โ I tell her, hoping that doesnโt reveal too much.ย
โAnd I take it you know about Dawnโฆโ she insinuates.ย
I nod my head slowly, โyou mean that sheโs The Key? Then yes, I do. Sheโs about as human as the Teletubbies, but of course I wonโt mention that to her. Who all knows?โย
โAs of right now, me and Giles. Heโs my Watcher,โ she explains. โDid you already know that?โ Sheโs catches on quickly.ย
โKindaโฆโ I answer hesitantly. โSorry if thatโs weird. Iโve tried not to pry with my visions. If it makes you feel better, I didnโt know who Riley was! He mustnโt have been around the last time I checked in!โย
โWhen was the last time youโฆ ya knowโฆ checked in?โ She asks, unsure of how to phrase it.ย
โWell, Iโve been away with the coven. I joined them right after high school, so I suppose it was when you started at UC Sunnydale. I know all about Willow and Xander, they seem nice from what Iโve seen. Angel, his in-and-out appearance in my visions was confusing for a while until I realized he was doing that in real life too,โ I laugh.
โSo you saw all of the Spike drama and my mom finding out about me too?โ She asks.ย
I frown, I saw Joyce learning about Buffy and that whole conversion, but Iโve never heard of a Spike. Based on my expression, Buffy predicts the answer.ย
โSpike is the biggest pain in my ass,โ she groans. โHe and Angel used to be all vampy together. Then, Angel gained a soul and Spike got worse from what Iโve gathered. Heโs killed two Slayers, so weโre not exactly friends. We met when he tried to kill me. Heโll show up and leave again, kinda like Angel but less helpful. Except now, heโs acting all infatuated with me and sticking around.โย
I snicker, โoof, so you have a psychotic vampire lusting after you? How did I miss this?!โย
Buffy rolls her eyes, โbelieve me, itโs not fun.โย ย
โIs he hot?โ I inquire, always interested in a troubled bad-boy type.ย
She stares at me with narrowed eyes of disapproval and scoffs, โoh my Godโฆ never ask me that again.โย
ย โHe mustโve showed up and gone between visions,โ I determine. โI wasnโt able to check in much after you started at UC. Which reminds me, your roommate Kathy- not a fan of her,โ I confess with a bit of humor.ย
โTurned out to be a demon,โ Buffy explains, much to my surprise.ย
I gasp, โno way! Ugh, I saw you move-in, some interactions here and there, but thatโs about it. I knew there was something up with her!โย
Buffy laughs, actually smiling for the first time since our reunion. It feels great having someone know Iโm a witch who isnโt a witch themselves. Being away in New York with the coven was great and utterly freeing. They were the first people who I showed my true self to. Now, finally, someone I care about knows the real me. I have so much more to share with her!ย
Buffy takes my hand gently, โIโm really glad youโre here. Latelyโฆ lately things have been more difficult than I couldโve ever imagined,โ she confesses, swallowing back her tears and looks at the ground. โWith Mom and protecting Dawn, Iโm not sure I can do it all on my own. I mean, I have my friends, Giles, and Riley butโฆโ she meets my gaze, tears puddling in her eyes. โI needed you, I just didnโt quite know it. I needed my other sister,โ she weeps.ย
Immediately, I pull Buffy into my chest and hug her tightly. I shouldโve come sooner. I shouldโve felt Buffyโs pain. I guess I was so caught up with the coven and I forgot to check on her, so I missed the signs. Iโm here now, thatโs all that matters. Now, I can help. Seeing Buffy so upset makes my blood boil. Anyone who fucks with my family gets knocked off this planet, which means Glory has another coming at her in the form of a powerful witch.ย
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When Youโre Lost, Iโll Leave My Gaslight On ||Yandere!Alec Volturi x Female Reader||
A request by @tiger-khans-blog Part 1: Obsessionย Part 3: These Violent Delightsย
Warnings:ย Yandere!Alec, obsessive behaviour, unhealthy relationships and implied non-con later on. This is possibly one of the darkest fics I have ever written so please be aware if controlling behaviour, gaslighting etc. is triggering to you, do not read this fic.ย
The following link will take you to a Citizenโs Advice Page that have resources regarding Domestic abuse and violence. They detail various organisations offering support, refuge and advice for both women and men in abusive situations, however these only apply to the UK.
https://www.citizensadvice.org.uk/family/gender-violence/domestic-violence-and-abuse-getting-help/
I am from the UK and therefore am not sure about what resources may be available internationally, however I know many of you are from places outwith the UK. If you have any resources you know of that would be useful or helpful to add here then please do! You can reblog this post with link in or message me a link to have me edit it into the original. I will post this link and any that get added in all three parts of this fic that I post.
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Summary:ย Alecโs actions earned him some time in the dungeons of Volterra, and he really seems to be trying his best to behave himself the second time around. However, as your relationship with him blossoms, you find yourself growing more and more insecure, unsure if things are really as they seem to be. Your descent into madness seems much slower than Aliceโs fall down the rabbit hole.ย
Bella didnโt even write to you. Nor did Alice or Edward, or Emmet or Jasper. Only Carlisle had bothered to contact you, expressing his deepest regret you had gotten tangled up in all of this and his promise to speak to Aro on your behalf. Carlisleโs efforts had granted you your own quarters on the opposite side of the castle, smaller and far less grand than the ones you had woken up in but entirely yours to decorate how you pleased; at least, that was what Felix and Demetri had decided. The silence from back home was bad enough but on top of that you had to come to terms with the fact you were now forced to live with vampires who had little to no respect for human life, one of which had a mental gift she had loved to use on you as punishment for turning her brother against her as she put it.
To say you were depressed would have been an understatement.
It felt beyond impossible to consider feeling anything remotely positive when nothing seemed to go right for you. The secretaries who brought you food were the only interaction you had for the first few days and they were mostly too afraid to stick around and talk to you after hearing you were Alecโs mate. You had been utterly and entirely alone. Unbeknownst to you, this was a test, one you failed miserably, and after they hadnโt seen hide nor hair of you by day 4 of your stay with them Felix and Demetri had taken it upon themselves to visit you. They were quite patient, letting you stay as far from them as you wanted while they invaded what had become your safe space, those unblinking red eyes taking in the sparse walls and boring, plain wood desk and doors. It was then that Felix had spoken up about decorating and Demetri has enthusiastically agreed this was a wonderful idea.
Felix, it turned out, was quite the talented artist. Looking at the brute youโd never imagined he could hold a pencil without snapping it in half, but he had drawn up the most beautiful sketches you could imagine as you told them what your bedroom back home had looked like, and how you had wanted to decorate it with your father. They had let you cry again at that point and looking back on it it was rather amusing to watch the two immortals โ who physically had lacked the ability to tear up for over a millennia now โ share a panic stricken look and throw tissues at you. By the end of the week, they had come back to your room with everything they would need for their DIY project and helped you start painting your room. You had been a little overwhelmed at their kindness, but both had waved it off as nothing and whenever they got the chance over the next week, they had helped you decorate.
You had shared music tastes, let Demetri try to interest you in poetry (even if he had failed dramatically) and even sat to watch a movie with them once while you had lunch. Still, it didnโt feel like home, just an escape from an abysmal reality.
โYou know, he will be freed tomorrow.โ Felix said quietly. You were in the middle of stringing up some fairy lights around the canopy of your bed when the news rendered you immobile. You barely remembered to breathe until Demetri very gently touched your waist and helped you down from your bed before you fell.
โI donโt want him to be.โ You whispered, eyes ducking away from theirs. Alec had been their friend for far longer after all and the confession was cruel. Demetri sighed slightly.
โWe have visited him once or twice, spoken to him. He truly does feel awful about what happened.โ He promised you. It was very obvious on your face you didnโt believe him, and even if you did you were certain Alecโs behaviour was not normal, it didnโt eradicate your fear to know he wished it never happened when it seemed like he had had no control over it in the first place. If he couldnโt control it, it could very well happen again. Felix watched you carefully as you sat back against the headboard, curling your knees to your chest.
โWhyโฆwhy was he like that? Is it โ I mean could heโฆwill he be like that again?โ you swallowed, mouth a little dry as your heart fluttered in your chest. You felt sick, suddenly no longer curious about whatever dinner the new secretary might bring. Gianna had stopped showing up two days ago and you didnโt need to ask to know why. They shared a side long look, Felix going back to putting together the bookshelf you had repainted with him. It was a bit of a pattern, that Demetri handled your more sensitive questions โ Felix just didnโt have the tact or patience for them.
โYou remember our discussion on the transformation process? How we are frozen at the stage of growth we are at when we turn?โ he questioned, waiting for you to nod before continuing, โAlec was turned no older than you are now, just 16, you know yourself from growing up Iโm sure what a volatile time that can be. It is not that Alec wishes to scare you, just that the violence of his feelings is something he will have to learn to control.โ
โThe violence of his feelings?โ you asked warily. Demetri hummed, head tilting.
โWe feel emotion far more intensely than you, little human. Our bodies are frozen but heightened, so that we might experience everything to the fullest extent and therefore miss out on nothing. Alec is essentially a teenager seeing the girl he has a rather potent crush on for the first time, the mate pull was both entirely unexpected and strong. He admitted himself he had no way of controlling his own actions but he has meditated and spoken to master Marcus for help since. He really does not wish to put you through that again.โ Demetri assured you.
โYou have to give the boy some reprieve, he wasnโt exactly having fun either. Alec prides himself on his self-control, your appearance tossed it right out of the window.โ Felix pointed out. You hung your head, brows furrowed. It sounded an awful lot to you like they were defending the inexcusable behaviour. Heโs just a boy, he couldnโt control it, itโs not his faultโฆwell, it didnโt change the fact it had hurt you. It had traumatised you really, so much so that even when you replayed Demetriโs words in your head in an effort to help calm yourself you still found no sleep that night knowing Alec would be at your door tomorrow.
Except he wasnโt.
He didnโt come the next day, or the day after that, or the day after that, and you hated that you were beginning to wonder if he was ever coming at all. Was this a new, peculiar kind of torture? Making you wait for him? Every knock at the door made you jump the first day or two but after that you slowly began to unwind, your heavy heart coming to the conclusion he maybe wasnโt coming back, that he felt it better to stay away from you. You almost passed out when he finally did show up at your door, standing behind Demetri as still as stone and looking jut as perfect as any sculpture could. It really wasnโt fair the boy was so pretty. Demetri gave you a warm smile.
โGood evening Y/N, do you mind if we come in little human?โ he asked. You hesitated. Did you want Alec in your safe space? Your room was your sanctuary, decorated how you liked with no trace of Alec inside it as of yet. He seemed to notice your hesitation and you were surprised to see just how much anguish it brought him.
โIf you prefer, we could take a walk around the Gardens? Demetri says you havenโt left your room much.โ Alec said. His voice was softer now, no longer did it have the rough edge to it it had held in the throne room. You swallowed thickly, slowly nodding your head, and moved to get your shoes from by the door. Alec inhaled sharply as the shirt you were wearing rode up slightly. His arms had left to sizable bruises on your torso and he had obviously seen them. You werenโt expecting him to look so torn up about it. Demetri glanced between you both, his eyes knowing.
โI would suggest a jumper, the evenings can be somewhat chillier.โ He advised. You nodded, crossing to your closet. Once you were ready, you shut the door firmly behind you and stuck close to Demetriโs side, much to Alecโs obvious ire, but the boy kept himself in check with remarkable discipline that gave you hope he could maybe be better.
โHow are you?โ he asked, his voice strained. Your hair fell, covering your eyes until you pushed it back with a quick nod.
โIโm okay. How are you?โ the small talk was entirely forced and thoroughly unpleasant, but Demetri stood firm between you two, absorbing it all. You were more than a little grateful.
โI haveโฆbeen better,โ Alec confessed, โDemetri explained theโฆdifficulty, Iโm having in being around you?โ he asked. The strain in his voice was growing more obvious again now but one look from Demetri forced him to settle as you shuddered, memory flashing to the violent grip his arms had on you. If he noticed your hand subconsciously go to your bruised flesh, he didnโt comment on it.
โHe told me you couldnโt control your feelings.โ You said quietly. Alec huffed, eyes flashing with irritation.
โItโs as upsetting to me as it is to you, to think a mere human would make me soโฆsoโฆโ he trailed off, trying to choose the right word. You prompted him, curious to see what he would choose. โObsessed.โ He settled for the word with such a flat tone you couldnโt help but wrap your arms around yourself, mind reeling. It wasnโt a good word. It wasnโt your preferred word. Carlisle and Esme had been mates, hadnโt they? Rosalie and Emmett? Alice and Jasper? They had proven to you if nothing else that mates should be loving, kind. It was a relationship based on mutual attraction and desire, caring, not one personโs obsession with another. It was an unhealthy word.
โWhy donโt you tell Alec of our trip to the market the other week?โ Demetri hedged. He was clearly acting as chaperone today as you headed out into the fading sunlight. The Gardens of Castello Volterra were magnificent, kept tidy and neat and bursting with colour. A massive expanse of green dotted with vibrant hues of flowerbeds and glorious leafy sculptures in shapes you could recognise. Horses, chess pieces. Your answers were short, quiet, and Alec seemed to have moments he was incredibly open and vulnerable before he became a little more robotic, his control slipping when he found his emotions getting the best of him again. The amount of effort he put into his composure really astounded you, and by the time you were half-way around the Walled Garden you were actually starting to feel a little bit bad. Clearly your presence really did make him suffer.
โI donโt know how much more of this I can take.โ He admitted finally, fists clenched at his sides. With a sharp exhale, Alec turned to you, ruby red eyes darkening as soon as they made contact with your own Y/E/C.
โAlec-โ
โY/N, I have tortured myself over the way I behaved towards you. I am truly sorry I ever laid a hand on you. I hope that as I work on controlling myself around you, you work on being able to forgive me for that.โ Alec cut Demetri off, his body rigid with tension and eyes flickering to the very slight gap left between you and the tracker as you moved closer out of instinct to the person you trusted most out of the two of them. His nostrils flared, seemingly annoyed by it.
โIโฆcan try. But you need to promise me Alec, promise me you wonโt hurt me like that ever again.โ You said. Truthfully you were intrigued by him. Demetri had told you you would also feel the mate pull eventually, though not as strongly as Alec did, and your curiosity to know more about the witch twin was the start of a very deep dark hole you were about to fall into. The air turned almost ominous, like that strange moment between hearing thunder and waiting to see if there would be lightning.
โI wonโt make you promises I canโt keep.โ Alecโs voice was all that was left of him, as he was gone by the time you blinked again. Demetri sighed slightly, though he tried to perk up his expression when he realised you were looking helplessly to him for answers.
โWell, that went rather well, do you not agree?โ he asked. What had Alec meant? He had done so well today. Clearly he was getting the hang of controlling his emotions, he could be less of a threat. You had rather liked the sweeter side of Alec you had glimpsed today, the side that told you about how Jane had planted the peonies and had chased Felix quite literally out of the city when he accidentally trampled on them once, just to hear you laugh. You liked the side of Alec that had quietly complimented the way your hair reflected the dying light while you stood and admired another topiary.
A month passed this way before you finally felt comfortable enough to be around Alec on your own. He had really tried hard to become a better man for you and it showed. His smiles were more natural and he found it easier to relax in your presence, no more uptight Alec that left you wandering when he would snap. Felix and Demetri had continued to chaperone your dates for all that time until you finally asked one night if you might be allowed to be with Alec on your own for a little bit. Demetri had enthusiastically agreed, both Guards seemingly happy you were finally letting their friend have his chance. Alec seemed to sense your nerves when you appeared in the library, where youโd both agreed to meet for an hour to two to test the waters. He was more relaxed than youโd ever seen him, leaning back against the sofa with his eyes closed while he listened to some far-off birdsong you couldnโt hear, or so you imagined.
โI wasnโt sure you would come.โ He admitted. You smiled slightly, pulling your sketchbook from your bag as you sat on the opposite sofa to him.
โI said I would,โ You reminded him. Alec smiled slightly, head bobbing in agreement. โWhat are you reading?โ you asked. Alec glanced to the book beside him.
โThe Picture of Dorian Gray, though I confess myself bored of it. Wilde has never been my preferred author.โ Alec answered, sitting up and eyeing your sketchbook with interest. You didnโt notice, too busy flipping through your pages to find the sketch you were working on now. The lines were already drawn, you had just wanted to finish your shading today.
โHow is Jane?โ you asked. You wanted to chase away the silence and figured it would be a nice way to maybe broach the topic that she had avoided you like the plague. Alec didnโt answer you and when you looked up to see why you saw his eyes fixated on your sketch, nothing but awe painting his face. You flushed a deep shade of red.
โBeautiful and talented, little human.โ He breathed. You were fairly sure you werenโt supposed to hear, but it only made your blush darken. It was nothing worthy of a spot in the Louvre, just a sketch of the view from the fountain in the plaza looking down one of Volterraโs many alleyways. You tucked some hair behind your ear with a small smile.
โThank you,โ you said softly, โI started it the other day, when Demetri took me to that cafรฉ I told you about? Where they do those really nice pastries?โ As if a switch had been flipped Alecโs face shut off, all expression wiped away and an impassive mask replacing it. It had happened so fast you were unsure anything other than apathy had ever painted his face in the first place.
โDemetri takes you out often.โ He noted. There was nothing his tone or his face to give away his feelings about that, but a strong sense of foreboding settled in your gut. You shut your sketchbook, knowing deep in your chest that the damage was already done. The atmosphere in the room had changed drastically, becoming charged and electric, like it was filled with current just waiting to frazzle and consume you whole.
โYeahโฆitโs nice to get out of the castle, and itโs not like Iโm a prison so why shouldnโt I see the city Iโve got to live in now?โ you rambled ever so slightly, voice wavering a bit, but Alecโs expression changed so quickly you were sure he was trying to give you whiplash. With a laugh he nodded his head.
โOf course.โ He made no further comment and you descended into silence again until it was time to leave, your sketchbook long abandoned and your eyes fixed on him, waiting for his mood to shift again. He was perfectly respectable in every other way however, his silence easy to brush off as nothing when he kissed your knuckles chivalrously after walking you back to your room. He still hadnโt set foot in it yet despite his obvious intrigue, waiting for you to invite him in personally. When the door closed behind you, you released a breath you didnโt know you had been holding. The whole evening had gone far better than expected even with the few minor road bumps. In fact, Alecโs mood seemed to do an entire 180 compared to how he had been when you first met. He was pleasant, charming even. That was where the problem started.
One night, he bought you flowers and a pastry from your favourite cafรฉ, remembering the exact kind you liked and bringing it to your door so you could enjoy a walk with him in the Gardens once more, watching the stars come out. Youโd passed Felix in the corridor and waved but the giant had hurried by as though he hadnโt seen you. A few days after that Alec had promised to take you out to the markets, but the weather had been too bright for him apparently even though you had argued it was overcast enough that the chances of him exposing himself were slim to none. He had come to your room with new sketching pencils that night, an apology gift to make it up to you, he said.
It had become a theme though, you noticed. Alec would promise to take you somewhere, and then he would find one way or another to weasel his way out of taking you out.
โI never promised you anything, I said we might, your imaging things.โ He would dismiss it the same way every time and always follow up with a nice gesture that made you feel bad for questioning him on it. He really did feel guilty about you not getting to go out, didnโt he? It wasnโt just that though either, it was Demetri and Felixโs absence in your life that had grown concerning. You were conscious you hadnโt seen your friends for quite some time, Alec always claiming they were busy with guard duty or some other task, yet when you caught Demetri in the corridor once he had brushed you off with the enough regret in his eyes that it made you question Alecโs entire story.
โBut they always found time to at least say hello to me before, so why-โ
โY/N, my love I donโt wish to upset you, but do you really think they were ever your friends?โ Alec asked. You blinked, frowning in confusion.
โOf course theyโre my friends! We decorated my room together and they helped us get to know each other. I just donโt get why they arenโt around anymore.โ You huffed. Alec ran his hand down your arm gently, your skin tingling at the ice-cold contact. He had slowly started to incorporate physical affection into your relationship, and you would be lying if you said you werenโt thrilled with the little touches. It was a far cry from the rough embrace he had given you nearly two months ago.
โThey were fulfilling a duty tesoro, you required a room and at the Masters request they built you one, and do you really think one little human can go unguarded in this place? They were your sentries, not your friends.โ His expression was so sympathetic you wondered how you couldnโt not believe him, and heโd held you to him as you cried over their obvious betrayal. As weeks dragged into another month though your anxiety only grew, and it didnโt make sense. Things between you and Alec were really good. He had much more control now and he was affectionate and sweet, always giving you little gifts and making time in his day to see you even if no one else would, but something was justโฆwrong. You were sure you were going mad.
You wrote home frequently to the Cullenโs so they could pass letters on to Bella, but those letters sometimes went missing and despite being sure you wrote them, Alec assured you you hadnโt and he had never seen them materialise. As sweet as he was Alec always put down your clumsy little accidents to you being human to, laughing when you tripped into his arms or holding his breath as he cleaned up scrapes for you with that dreaded little saying of his.
โYouโre only human Y/N.โ he chuckled, as he carefully placed a band aid around the finger you had accidentally cut while cooking yourself dinner. You sighed dejectedly.
โI wish youโd stop saying that.โ You admitted. It felt like you werenโt good enough. Your human needs were a bother to him, that much was clear. He always had to take time to make sure you had something to eat when he really just wanted to spend his free hours with you. Most of the time when he was free you were asleep and you could only imagine how boring it must be for him to have to spend so much time alone when you were across the castle, sleeping peacefully. Bathroom breaks were another thing that gave you almost nauseating anxiety now to, and youโd scrubbed your body pink on multiple occasions wondering if your personal hygiene was assaulting his nose or not after a day or two without showering.
You needed to clear your head, you decided, so a trip to your cafรฉ was in order. Alec wouldnโt be able to take you you knew, not with the sun as bright as it was right then. It would fade quickly given the late time of year but you left a note just in case Alec wondered across your empty room. It felt good, to get fresh air and to sit in a window seat, watching the world go by without a care as sweet pastry melted in your mouth. You had brought a book with you to enjoy to, a fantasy world to escape to for a little bit before your old anxieties came crawling back in. Though your relationship with Alec was as yet undefined, you felt like you were to blame for that due to your inferior status. After all, what could you possible bring to a relationship with him that would make him want to call you his mate? You were only human after all.
โNow what are you doing here little human?โ Demetriโs voice startled you so much you dropped your book to the tabletop with a gasp. Heart fluttering, you couldnโt help but laugh breathless, if only to ease the tension.
โDemetri, god you scared the hell out of me.โ You swallowed, not liking the way he was frowning at you.
โWell you can consider us even then.โ He said, arms folding across his chest. You felt a lot like you were a child being scolded in that moment.
โWhat?โ you asked.
โYou heard me. You cannot just leave the castle Y/N, not without telling someone or at least leaving a note. There was an uproar when Alec found you gone, we thought something had happened to you.โ He chided. Your frown deepened.
โBut I did leave a note, I taped it to my door so Alec would see.โ You protested. Demetriโs eyebrows rose.
โNot according to Alec. He found no note and I did not see anything resembling one when I came to your room to see what the fuss was about. Come on, you have had your fun. A harmless misunderstanding it may be but you will be in for a scolding from the Masters.โ he sighed, holding a hand to help you out of your chair. Your stomach twisted. You were going to have to see the Masters because youโd gone out for coffee? How had Alec missed your note? You were sure you had left it on the door for him! You remembered the schluuuuck sound of sticky tape and everything as you taped it up!
โBut Demetri, I swear I left a note.โ You said, packing away your things as your good mood crumbled. Demetri was quiet for a moment.
โPerhaps you did and it was overlooked, either way you have scared us all enough for one day.โ He took your bag from you like the gentleman he was, escorting you back to the castle. You were so sure you had left that note for Alec, as sure as you were about your own name, but what if you hadnโt? You resolved to steel your nerves for now, take your scolding and ensure you left one next time. Hell, next time you would even tell the secretary to go and tell Alec in the throne room just to be safe. You werenโt going to worry your mate like this again, it wasnโt going to become a pattern.
How wrong you were.
#twilight#twilight fanfiction#dark themes#volturi#alec volturi#female reader#alec volturi x female reader#demetri volturi#felix volturi#gaslighting#emotional abuse#this fic just gets progressively darker with every part I post#reader is really going through it#but seriously folks emotional abuse is no laughing matter#please don't suffer through it if you see a way out#each and everyone of you is a gift
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Sound of a Heartbeat
Part 6. The Devil's Hospitality
Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5
And I am back from celebrating the summer solstice. Mosquitoe-bitten, red-haired and with a new chapter. Thanks for following the story if you still are, I'm very sorry that editing takes me so long. (STILL IN NEED OF A BETA). So yes, please enjoy and like&reblog&comment, because interaction with readers makes me extremely happy. Also please write in comments if you want me to tag you so that you don't miss the new parts.
Pairing: Dracula x OC
Warnings: none, a little bit of death threats and the usual tuberculosis part
"Maps used to say there'd be dragons here. Now they don't, but that doesn't mean dragons aren't there." ~ Lorne Malvo, "Fargo"
Shari began to open her eyes hesitantly, slowly when nothing rushed at her in the first few moments of her presence inside the castle. The healer was still extremely tense, ready to jump aside and try to fight off anything that tried to attack her. Nothing. Dark, still, terrifying, but also quiet andโฆempty. Lisa hadnโt told her a complete lie. Apparently, Dracula wasnโt home. Shari looked around the dark place she found herself in - she was standing in the middle of an enormous hall, columns going way up, she needed to raise her head to see the gothic arcs of the dark ceiling above her; two large round marble staircases in front of her led to the opening on the second floor and behind that space she could see a darkened entrance to an inner corridor. Shari could hear nothing but her own heartbeat and Rodo's husky breathing, the silence was almost ideal, her own quiet breathing echoed around the wide halls - the castle appeared to be completely empty, apart from her, Rodo and her ghastly companion. Lisa seemed frozen in awe for a while, looking around too, but with a kind of familiar melancholic look on her face - staring once again at the place she had spent so much time in must have felt odd. Odd and slightly painful. All the memories of her life, all the โwhat ifโs of her never leaving this peculiar home or never finding it in the first place rushed in, frustrating her for a few moments. The ghost quickly recalled she needed to keep collected โ for the sake of her new guest and the adventure she was planning ahead.
- Wait, Lisa! - Shari rushed to her side, afraid to be left alone even for one moment. Rodo hopped behind her easily. - We will go and grab books, yeah I get it, but... How do I... Where do I rest? I mean I need a bed and preferably next to a chimney and then after I wake up, I can study through whatever we need and search for whatever other materials I can need, sure, but I'd there... I mean it's kind of a vampire castle... - Shari trailed off and in a moment she was coughing again, heading to the supposed library entrance, but barely seeing her way.
- Wait, Lisa! - Shari rushed to her side, afraid to be left alone even for one moment. Rodo hopped behind her easily. - We will go and grab books, yeah I get it, but... How do I... Where do I rest? I mean I need a bed and preferably next to a chimney and then after I wake up, I can study through whatever we need and search for whatever other materials I can need, sure, but I'd there... I mean it's kind of a vampire castle... - Shari trailed off and in a moment she was coughing again, heading to the supposed library entrance, but barely seeing her way.
- That is quite funny of you, - Lisa responded, when Shari quieted down a bit. - To be asking me if you can have a normal bedroom in a vampire castle, especially since you know I've lived here for quite a long time.
- Yeah and married the host, - Shari argued breathlessly.
- What do you think vampires sleep in?
- Coffins?
- Don't be shallow.
- Well, sorry if didn't live with them for twenty years and didn't realise they may as well use beds... - Shari hesitated. - They do, right? Because if you were implying that you want me to sleep in your old room, then thanks I'd better sleep on library floor.
- You'll take one of the guestrooms, - Lisa rolled her eyes. - And you have to get there soon, otherwise you'll collapse and I am in no form to drag you up the stairs.
- Oh, you've finally noticed, - Shari huffed. - I hope there will be a very - no, extremely - warm chimney, - she added, shivering.
- As you wish, - answered the ghost, pushing the heavy door. They walked into the library together, careful not to make any noise and Shari had to catch her breath: of course she had expected something like this, but neither the size of the room nor the abundance of different apparatuses and strange objects could have ever been embraced by her imagination - it seemed like one lifetime would never be enough to study through all the centuries of knowledge kept in these walls.
- Wow.
- Well, thatโฆ is one way to place it, - Lisa laughed, amused with the healer's surprise. - Come, - she beckoned. - Take this, this... oh, and this, - she walked to one of the tall shelves, pointing to several books for Shari to take. - Oh, wait, I forgot, can you...?
- Read? You ask only now? You offend me, - Shari threw the ghost an unamused glare, her hands loaded with heavy foliants. Lisa laughed, obviously the question was only poorly hidden sarcasm. Rodo behind her back was running around the room, smelling the air with curiosity - if he ever visited the castle before, she doubted that he was let anywhere near the living areas.
- Well, you never know with people these days, - Lisa replied. - These must have something on your lung disease, as far as I remember - or some similar things - you'll need to go through lung sections, compare the symptoms and check what might work for you.
- Will try to, - the girl nodded, weighting the books in her arms and already estimating how much time she may possibly have for all that study.
- Come on now, don't waste time, - Lisa was too enthusiastic to be a ghost inside of an abandoned vampire castle. Far too enthusiastic. Something must have been off, but Shari couldnโt place what and couldnโt possibly be able to do so in her exhausted state.
Shari followed her down another large door and out of the library; there was a narrow staircase leading somewhere upstairs, dark and empty, just like the rest of the place โ the golden lights of the library couldnโt reach into its curves, so Shari had to watch her step carefully. She was not sure how many floors they passed before they finally left the stairs and turned into a dark corridor lit only by the moonlight, falling from a small window way in front of them. Shari felt cold and slightly anxious for no evident reason - the whole place had an intense, intimidating mood to it โ as expected. Lisa made a few more steps and stopped in front of a heavy wooden door. Shari hesitated once more, but Lisa nodded towards it encouragingly; the girl then freed one of her hands from underneath the books and pushed the door open, stepping into the room more confidently.
A big four-poster bed, a fireplace, a wardrobe and a table with a chair placed by the window. Old, slightly dusty, but more than enough for her to rest her head. Shari threw the books on the table and lit the fire in no time, sinking down on her knees to warm her freezing fingers. After several days of survival and freezing, she could finally heat and rest. Rodo crawled to the corner of the room and lay down there calmly, hiding his clawed paws beneath himself and seemingly beginning to drift off, Lisa stood by the window, facing away, staring into the darkness, seemingly already detached from what was happening within the walls of the castle. The door was locked - pointlessly, as a bow to paranoia - the fire was burning nicely - how good it was to finally feel its warmth - the room was silent apart from its creaking and Shari knew she herself was starting to fall asleep.
She stood up from her place by the chimney, checked the door once more and threw herself on the bed, kicking off her boots and crawling under the heavy blankets. Now she wanted nothing more than sleep - sleep and warmth of the chimney to ease her cold, the soreness of her limbs and the pain in her lungs. Lisa slowly dissolved in the corner of the room, but even that didn't seem to be a problem to the healer - she would catch up with the ghost tomorrow, get to her reading and preferably medicine. Now - rest.
Shari rolled into a ball under the covers and surrendered to the long awaited sleep.
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Dracula was returning to his home after two days of absence; following his son proved counterproductive - apart from assuring, that the boy didn't have it easy with the demons, there was not much more he could do. The group held together, never separated - not after they became three instead of four. That was almost a pitiful chain of events. Though it did make them less vulnerable to his attacks and he decided not to rush things - the speed at which they traveled bought him more than enough time for any further proceedings.
The world outside was crushed and burned by war. The world inside his castle was dark and hollow as usual. At least it was so normally - but surprisingly, not that night.
Dracula knew there was an intruder in his castle the moment he entered โ there was no way he wouldnโt have noticed; the vampire had to stop on his tracks, trying to detect what caught him off guard, and then he finally felt it - the smell of the human was very subtle, but still there. He tracked her down(undeniably this one was a female, he could almost recognize that mix of cinnamon and lavender as if he had encountered it before) - from the main entrance to the library - pausing by the shelves for a moment, a few foliants were missing here and there with the traces of her human warmth still hovering around the place - and upstairs to one of the rooms - just like the guestroom Lisa stayed at when she first found him.
The door was expectably locked, but as soon as the vampire's nail trailed along the keyhole, the lock clicked by itself, opening up. Dracula expected a lost and tired stranger or a hopeful witch seeking out his help and teaching, but when he opened the door, letting himself inside, he finally understood why her smell seemed so familiar to him. The girl from the forest camp, his son's willing helper, witch and healer by her own words. The vampire was surprised to say the least. He had been quite sure she was gone for good; in the end he had tried his best to give her a peaceful death and yet here she was: alive, breathing and in his castle. Sleeping peacefully, having willingly crawled under his roof and left herself at his mercy.
The vampire entered the room quietly, shutting the door behind him and sitting down in the chair by the table, his eyes observing the human figure on the bed. Petite, blond haired and pale - the girl looked so similar to Lisa, but yet was nothing like her - no, the darker tint to her hair and the weakness of her tired body drew the distinction quite clearly, as well as the reddish mark standing out against her pale neck. A mark he left on her.
He briefly wondered how that weak creature managed to survive his bite, but he would set the question aside for the time being. He needed to decide what to do with his guest: the easiest option was to finally enjoy the remnants of her sweet living blood without interruption now, but one look at the pale sleeping form made him suddenly feel doubtful: her chest heaving as she breathed, her heartbeat slow and peaceful, she coughed in her sleep dryly and turned on her back, her arms spread across the bed, she faced away from him with the crook of her neck so temptingly open to his view - so calm and vulnerable. How are you still alive? Dracula suddenly for himself felt rather than decided that he would not end her, not yet and not here, that he wanted to know more: how she found him, what she wanted and what may come of her - after all, he hadn't had such bold human visitors, ever since...
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Dim light was shining through the window, strands of it falling onto her face and disturbing her peaceful sleep. Shari moved about a bit, wincing at the pain in her limbs and the full ache somewhere deep in her chest, letting a few (thankfully) dry coughs pass her lips, trying to hide away from the morning rays, hoping for a few more minutes of the blissful unconsciousness, then finally stilled, opening her sleepy eyes and sitting up. The instant she did so, she knew something was very wrong: the room was identical to how it looked the evening before, but she felt it still โ even the air seemed denser, more dangerous and alert. She felt a shiver run down her back โ as she finally noticed it, on the wall before her, next to the door, she could see a large dark shadow of something standing in front of the window, cutting off the light. Please let it be something outside. Shari turned her head slightly to the left and saw Rodo crouched on the ground - worried and tense, looking in the direction of something behind her back; the healer suddenly had absolutely no wish to turn around. Maybe if she would stay still the thing - whatever it was - would go away and leave her alone.
The sound of movement behind her back announced her that her stillness would most probably not protect her - whatever it was, it was inside of the room and very much uncaring of whether she moved or not.
- I think I have already killed you once this week, - Shari jumped on the spot and turned abruptly to finally face her host: Dracula was leaning against the table and staring down at her, his sharp face unreadable. - You are quite persistent for a human, I dare say. And bold.
Shari leaped out of the bed, as if a bucket of ice cold water was spilled over her, and backed away from him until her back hit the stone wall, her eyes searching for Lisa frantically โ but the ghost was nowhere to be seen. Not this again. The vampire crossed the room in a swift, undetectable motion, his figure appearing in front of her in a matter of seconds. Rodo growled at his master, but remained motionless, still afraid to step out against the vampire.
Shari tried to move away, slip out of his grasp before he could properly get ahold of her, possibly even reach the door and run down the stairs - anything - but a large clawed hand grabbed her throat suddenly and firmly and the healer found herself unable to breathe properly, gasping and coughing in his hold, trying to wriggle away. Where was Lisa when she was so needed? "Oh no, Dracula is rarely visiting this castle nowadays!" Sure, like there was ever any point in believing that.
- How did you find this place? - Dracula growled rather than asked. His grasp was tight and Shari felt panic rise inside as if she was already in the claws of Death itself. Not far from truth.
"Your dead wife dragged me all the way here."
- Rumours. Mostly. And a bit of luck, - she rasped, out of breath.
- What do you want?
"Out."
- Shelter. And knowledge. I know there are books here that can help me heal, - she coughed and tried to free herself, once again unsuccessfully.
- And you expected the castle to be empty? - he almost laughed.
"No, but your beloved wife is a big liar."
- I recognize it was incredibly stupid of me, but back then it seemed like a plan, - oh yes, a plan of a very annoying and untrustworthy ghost.
- Are you alone here?
"Apart from a mean ghost and your demon..."
- Yes! - she gritted her teeth, as his hand pressed her farther into the wall.
- Give me one reason, human, not to finish now what I started a few days ago, - he was growling now even deeper, his face close to hers and she wondered how painful it may be this time. She did not want to find out.
- When I'm here I can't help Adrian! - she replied quickly, rasping each word.
- Same as when you are dead, - came the answer, his head leaning down to the crook of her neck. She shrieked.
- Repeating the same action and awaiting a different outcome of it is the definition of insanity, - Shari blurted out, not fully aware of her own words. What the hell was this even about? - You have ready killed me once, remember? I should have died back then, but something kept me going. You killed me and it didn't work. And you are not insane, are you?
Dracula suddenly removed his hand from her throat, laughing and took a small step back - as soon as he did so, she could feel against herself the growling form of Rodo who jumped in front of the human, protecting her from his master. Shari slid to the floor and threw her arms around the creature's neck, holding it to herself and caressing the dark fur. The vampire stared at the demon with a dissatisfied gaze, but the beast held his ground firmly now.
- You are a particularly peculiar human being, healer, - the vampire laughed. - That was the most unsettling answer you could have given.
- Was it? - she rasped, catching her breath. He smirked, knowing well he would not eat her now; he was too amused to make her his meal. - I can leave if you want, I will... - Shari searched for words. What exactly was she going to do if he made her leave? Crouch down on his porch and die?
- You are a curious specimen... Besides it likes you for some reason, - Dracula nodded towards Rodo. - You may stay until you annoy me out of my patience, - he stated blankly, instantly hating how welcoming he was being towards the human.
- Thank you. Making me leave would have been unfortunate and embarrassing to no limit, - Shari spoke quickly with no intonation, calming her rapidly beating heart. That was unexpected, but appreciated and she tried to be as short and non-annoying as possible as to not make him change his mind.
- Rest, use the library, and try to stay out of my line of sight. And remember I could still decide to draw a conclusion to our previous meeting, - he walked out of the guestroom, almost slamming the door behind him. So much for hospitality, but at least she wasn't being kicked out. Or eaten, for that matter.
Shari breathed in deeply and caressed Rodo's head and neck. What has she gotten herself into? Where the hell did Lisa disappear to?
#i'm not very subtle about this am i#welcome to the darkness#let the romance begin#not much happens here#i try my best i swear#castle dracula#castlevania#dracula x oc#dracula x reader#sound of a heartbeat#adrian tepes#alucard#lisa fahrenheit#castlevania fanfiction
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