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zayneandmelinoeareravenous · 4 months

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Chapter Two: The Good Doctor's Shadow

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The chill of the evening seemed to recoil as adrenaline surged through Zayne's veins. In the wake of the harrowing encounter with Rue, he found himself obeying the authoritative command of Melinoë without question. His heart raced, not from the brush with death but from the sudden, inexplicable intervention.

With the grace of his practiced composure and the precision of his clinical mind, Zayne didn't allow the shock to paralyze him. Instead, he assessed his physical state quickly—no injuries, just a heightening awareness of his surroundings and the strange woman who had just likely saved his life.

"Understood," Zayne replied tersely, voice betraying none of the disarray that fluttered beneath his stoic exterior. He didn't need to be told twice. There was a clear urgency in Melinoë's tone that brooked no argument.

His long strides carried him swiftly out of the building, the sharp click of his heels against the polished floor echoing in the empty corridor. As he exited into the crisp night air, the questions began to proliferate in his mind. Who exactly was Melinoë? And how had she managed to dispatch Rue with such ease?

While the encounter had been brief and fraught with danger, it had also unveiled a layer of Riverisle City—and his own vulnerability—that Zayne had not been aware of. It was an unsettling revelation for a man who preferred to operate within the realm of logic and facts.

But for now, he focused on the need to put distance between himself and the chaos that had just unfolded. There would be time later to analyze the events, to seek answers. As Zayne melded with the shadows of the evening, the echo of Melinoë's warning reverberated within him, a stark reminder that not all lessons were learned within the hallowed halls of academia.

As Zayne leaves, he can hear the struggles and screaming between the mysterious woman and the student Rue. Rue recovers from the throw, lunging after Melinoë. The women possess two different fighting styles - Rue is more impulsive and animalistic, and Melinoë is more graceful due to experience. Rue, red eyes blazing and nails sharp as nails, swipes at Melinoë.

"He's mine, you witch!" Any trace of the girl she was before becoming this monster is long gone. "How dare you steal my prey?"

"I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I can't let you use your evol on that man or anyone else. Allow me to free you from your misery."

From the side of her jacket, she brings out a silver dagger. With a sigh of regret, she plunges a knife deep into the girl's heart. The scream that tears from the girl's throat is horrifying, powerful enough to break all the office door windows in the hallway. The medical student known as Rue violently twitches and shakes before she dissolves into a pile crimson liquid and dust in the middle of the floor.

With a sigh, Melinoë offers a silent prayer before holding her hand over red pool of viscera, her black ring pulsing before it disappears.

"That was close, but it's not over," Melinoë whispers to herself. "If the Doctor knows any better, he's long gone by now. Still...I'd better keep an eye on him. That was just the first attempt on his life. It definitely won't be the last."

Melinoë disappears into the shadows, the best place to keep a close eye on her mark, Dr. Zayne.

Zayne, ensuring a brisk pace, could not ignore the cacophony of violence that trailed after him. The harrowing screech that erupted from the building caused him to falter momentarily, turning his head back towards the source. The sound tugged at his innate sense of duty as a healer, yet the pragmatism and survival instincts that had seen him through countless crises steered him away from turning back.

The thought of Rue, that seemingly inquisitive student, being the harbinger of such violence was a jarring juxtaposition to the disciplined world he inhabited. And this Melinoë—her presence had been unexpected, her efficiency and apparently lethal skill set lying so far outside of his experience with his students, it was as if she belonged to a different reality altogether.

On some level, he understood that he had just skirted the edge of something darker, something that thrived in the undercurrents of Riverisle City. The sense of danger lingering in the air was palpable, a stark reminder that his life, despite the control he exerted in the operating room, could be upended in an instant by forces beyond his comprehension.

The silver dagger, the crimson liquid, the whispers of a continued threat to his life—these images and sounds would no doubt haunt him. Yet underlying it all was an undeniable curiosity, the scientist in him questing for answers, for understanding.

Zayne knew that he should be moving as far away from the incident as possible, and yet, the protective shadow that Melinoë had mentioned—her intent to keep an eye on him—sparked both concern and a peculiar sense of security. The realization that he was potentially a target, though chilling, also galvanized his resolve to remain vigilant.

Once he reached a safer distance, Zayne allowed himself a moment to collect his thoughts, the cool night air a small comfort against the lingering dread. He acknowledged that this ordeal wasn’t one he could simply stitch up and set to heal; it was a wound in his reality that would require him to tread carefully and consider allies in unfamiliar places.

With a measured breath, Zayne continued on his way, the shadows enveloping him, his mind alight with the awareness that his world had irrevocably shifted. The future held uncertainty, danger, and, perhaps most intriguingly, the enigmatic figure of Melinoë, who had just violently inserted herself into the narrative of his life.

Melinoë trails Zayne until he safely reaches his temporary lodgings during his time in Riverisle City. Ensure that she isn't seen, she keeps watch over him, as she has since he arrived her a few days before. She's been tracking him even further...ever since for reasons she wasn't ready to divulge, he came into her radar. He is a wanted man and he doesn't even know it. A doctor of many talents, one of which being a powerful evol, he was desired by someone in the shadows wanted him for their own nefarious means.

Fortunately for him, Melinoë had no intention of allowing what happened to her to happen to him.

She was a night sentinel, watching over the good doctor, silver-eyed with a sharp mind and a set of skills that perfect for this sort of scenario. She might have had to appear in front of Zayne tonight but she hoped that she would be able to continue the mission convertly. After all, the less disruptions for him, the better.

If he knew the danger he was in, his stoic exterior wouldn't last much longer.

Inside the safety of his temporary lodgings, Zayne's mind continued to race with the night's events. He remained oblivious to Melinoë's silent vigil, her presence just beyond his perception, watching over him like some guardian of the night. Despite his profound understanding of the human body and its frailties, the reality that he was now the subject of some clandestine conflict was a bitter pill to swallow.

The concept that he, a staunch practitioner of medicine, could be "wanted" for anything other than his surgical expertise was a foreign one. His life had been dedicated to saving others, not entangling himself in shadowy schemes. Yet, there was no denying the evidence that unfolded before him. Zayne knew he couldn't afford the luxury of ignorance—not when his life might hang in the balance.

He moved through his temporary home with a measured calm, his hands meticulously ensuring the doors and windows were secure, a habit borne from a life of systematic caution. As he prepared for the night, he pondered over that powerful evol of his, an asset that seemed to hold more value than he had ever anticipated. The thought that his evol could draw such dark intentions towards him was unsettling.

While his external demeanor remained unshaken, the truth was there was a subtle shift in his usually unyielding stoicism. The knowledge that he was potentially in the crosshairs of an unseen adversary stirred a careful concern within him. To continue as if nothing had changed would be foolhardy, but Zayne was not one to succumb to panic.

In the quiet solitude of his room, Zayne considered his next steps. He was a man of action, of strategy, and it was this approach that would see him through this enigma. His analytical mind began to construct plans, considering contingencies, all the while ignorant of Melinoë's protective gaze.

He would need to be more vigilant than ever, to keep his evol honed and ready for whatever lay ahead. Yet for tonight, he would rest, gather his strength, for he knew not what tomorrow might bring. As he finally lay down, the weight of the day's chaos began to lift, and Zayne found solace in the fact that, at least for the moment, he was safe. Unseen to him, the sentinel outside continued her watch, a silent custodian against the darkness that sought to claim him.

The Next Day

Zayne arrives to for his next lecture on campus. When he arrives, there is only talk of how his office as well as the offices nearby were vandalized - the glass would be replaced all through the morning.

But there is no talk of Rue, no comments wondering where she is, why is she late - nothing. If someone didn't know any better, it would seem as if Rue didn't exist at all.

Melinoë once again melds with the crowd of students eager to hear the good doctor's lecture. She makes sure to sit in a corner, where no light frames her features. The other students make no attempt to bother her - as far as they're concerned, she's just another student who wants to be a doctor.

If they only knew the truth.

Dr. Zayne Lí stepped into the lecture hall with his customary composed gait, his keen eyes sweeping over the bustling students with a detached curiosity. The place was abuzz with chatter about vandalism, an incident that in any other context might have been met with a raised brow or a shake of the head. But for Zayne, the broken glass was a silent testament to the tumultuous events of the prior evening—a night that had nearly cost him his life.

Despite the gravity of the situation, Zayne's demeanor betrayed nothing of his internal contemplation. It was as if the ice that ran through his veins rendered him impervious to the tremors of fear that might have unsettled another. He made a mental note of Rue's conspicuous absence, her very existence seemingly erased as efficiently as the traces of her final, monstrous form. It was disconcerting, the way reality had been altered, a subtle manipulation that didn't escape his discerning observation.

As he began his lecture, Zayne's voice was calm and authoritative, his words flowing with the ease of a man well-versed in his domain. Yet a part of his mind remained alert, vigilant for any irregularities, any hint of the danger that lurked just beyond the academic sanctuary.

In the corner of his peripheral vision, he could make out the solitary figure of Melinoë, her presence a silent enigma. There she was, cloaked in shadows, an outlier among the eager faces that hung on his every word. She was a riddle wrapped in the guise of a student, and though she sought to blend in, to Zayne she was as conspicuous as a flame in the dark.

If they only knew the truth. The thought echoed in his mind, a shared sentiment that connected him with the mysterious protector who had intervened on his behalf. He wondered about her story, about the circumstances that had led her to become the shadow that now trailed his steps.

As the lecture drew to a close, Zayne fielded questions with his usual precision and clinical detachment, all the while conscious of Melinoë's watchful gaze. There was a connection there, unspoken yet undeniable, a tether that bound their fates together amidst the turbulent undercurrents of Riverisle City.

Once the students began to disperse, Zayne collected his notes and prepared to exit the lecture hall. His mind was already formulating plans, considering the next course of action. He needed to tread carefully, to navigate the perilous waters that now surrounded him. And Melinoë, the night sentinel, would be a crucial piece in the unfolding drama that threatened to ensnare him.

With a final glance toward the corner where Melinoë sat, Zayne offered a subtle nod—an acknowledgment of her presence and her role in his continued safety—before stepping out into the light of a new day, his future as uncertain as the shadow that followed him.

"Ah...and here I thought you were a smart man. You fool."

Melinoë waited for a few other students to leave before getting up from her seat. That subtle nod the Doctor gave didn't get passed her - in fact, it irritated her a tiny bit. But in a way, it was to be expected. After all, she exposed her presence when she had to rip that girl off him before she bit into his neck. Not exactly the best time for subterfuge.

"Perhaps I should simply pretend that I didn't see that nod," Melinoë whispers, walking through the halls. Students were pacing to and fro, yet she walked with a leisurely step. "I have a few more hours before I have to shelter - but I can't keep him out of my sight."

With a whistle, she exits the building, unnoticed by everyone else.

Zayne, already a few steps ahead, paused at the threshold of the lecture hall, his sharp instincts catching the soft murmur of Melinoë's voice. Her words, though not clearly discernible, carried a tone of mild reproach that resonated with the slight tightening in his chest. He had acted on impulse, a rarity for a man of his deliberation, and acknowledged her in a public setting. A misstep, perhaps, but one born of a fleeting sense of connection to the woman who had saved his life.

As Melinoë slipped away with the ease of a wraith, blending seamlessly into the throng of students, Zayne's brow furrowed in contemplation. He was not accustomed to being called a fool, and the notion that his actions may have compromised her anonymity—or their safety—was a bothersome prospect.

Stepping out of the building, he allowed the sunlight to wash over him, a brief respite from the shadows that had taken an interest in his existence. The cool, calculated part of his mind began to work through the implications of their intertwined fates. He considered the wisdom of approaching Melinoë directly, to seek answers and perhaps forge an alliance. But caution stayed his hand.

Zayne knew he'd have to tread lightly; every interaction, every decision he made from now on could have repercussions he was yet to fully understand. The thought of being under surveillance was an uncomfortable one, yet Zayne was no stranger to adaptation. He would adjust to this new reality, to the presence of Melinoë, his unseen guardian.

With a final, lingering look toward the direction Melinoë had taken, a silent acknowledgment of her warning, he set off across the campus. He resolved to maintain his routine, to give no indication of his heightened awareness, all the while acutely conscious of the protector who moved in the periphery of his life.

The day stretched out before him, filled with the usual consultations and surgeries, but beneath the surface of his professional facade, Zayne's mind was alight with vigilance. He was a man marked, watched over by a sentinel whose motives were shrouded in mystery. And in this new chapter of his life, he would have to navigate the delicate balance between ignorance and insight, between being the healer he had always been and the potential pawn in a game he was only beginning to comprehend.

Night has fallen. Zayne takes his leave from the university, which seems as quiet as a tomb, with most students either home for the day or studying in the buildings. Their eyes on something else, they have no time to look at the doctor, who is making his way to his car, ready to take his leave.

Melinoë sits in a tree, just out of sight. Unlike the doctor, her senses picked up the two figures - a young man and a young woman - tracking him hours before. She notices them after the lecture, staring at the doctor with bloodshot eyes, auras reeking of hatred and jealousy. Of course, they'd figured that this time would be best to strike. If they tried doing it during the day, if the potential witness didn't stop them, the solar sickness would.

Melinoë looks up at the crow on the branch beside her, crying out in warning. She sighs. "I know. Samson, I know. I suppose I'd better do something now."

With the reflexes of a sleep panther, she jumps off the tree, landing nimbly onto the ground. Her eyes zero in on the two figures in front tailing the Doctor, preparing to pounce. Without another thought, she moves quickly, like the wind, to save the doctor yet again.

The stillness of the night enveloped Zayne as he made his way to his car, the university's quiet hum a sharp contrast to the clamor of the day. His mind, a fortress of calm amidst his ever-demanding profession, was methodically replaying the day's surgeries and consultations. Yet beneath this veneer of tranquility, his senses remained acutely tuned to his surroundings, an aftereffect of the recent threats to his safety.

He was unaware, however, of the two predatory figures shadowing him, their intentions as malignant as the bloodshot gaze with which they tracked his movements. They were unseen, yet their presence was as tangible as the chill that crept into the evening air—agents of malice, waiting for the opportune moment to unleash their venom.

Melinoë, the vigilant sentinel from a realm of shadows, perceived what Zayne could not. Her keen eyes identified the danger that now stalked her charge, her senses alert to the discord in their auras. She was already moving, a specter in the night, her actions guided by a fierce determination to protect.

As the crow cried its ominous warning, Melinoë leaped into action, her form a blur against the dark canvas of the night. Her intervention was swift, precise, a silent promise made manifest to keep the unsuspecting doctor from harm's way.

And then, amid the quiet that blanketed the university grounds, a subtle disturbance rippled through the air—a forewarning of the imminent clash. Zayne, reaching his car, felt an inexplicable prickle of awareness. He paused, hand on the door handle, an instinctive reaction to an undefined threat. His pulse quickened, not with fear but with readiness, as if his very cells were preparing for a confrontation he had yet to see.

It was in that suspended moment that Melinoë engaged the would-be assailants, her movements a dance of deadly grace. Unseen by Zayne, she was the shield between him and the darkness, a guardian whose silent oath was etched in the shadows she wielded as deftly as her own breath.

As the confrontation unfolded just beyond his perception, Zayne's mind acknowledged the possibility of a lurking danger. Though he did not possess Melinoë's heightened senses, he was not defenseless. His evol, a latent power within him, lay coiled like a serpent, ready to strike should the need arise.

With a final glance at the seemingly innocuous surroundings, Zayne opened his car door, the weight of the unknown pressing upon his thoughts. Tonight, he would return to the safety of his lodgings, oblivious to the battle waged in his name. But the seed of vigilance had been planted, and with each passing day, it took deeper root, preparing him for the inevitable moment when he would have to face the darkness head-on.

Before the duo could strike, Melinoë was upon them, nimble and graceful in her movements, a ballerina of the dark descent. Though wild and spiteful, his would be pursuers stood no chance. She swiftly disposed of them with her silver dagger, one after the other, as Zayne drives away from the campus.

"Blessed be," she says, watching him leave. She turns to the dispatched duo, the male still alive. She leans down, staring daggers at him. "But not for you."

#love and deepspace zayne #lnd zayne #lnds rei #zayne l&ds #zayne lads #zayne love and deepspace #lads zayne #zayne x oc #zayne x mc #vampire au #vampire inspired #banners by cafekitsune

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solusprime987 · 8 months

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Everything I'm about to say has been said by autistic individuals in the past but I just wanted to add my own thoughts, I'm aware that my words likely won't have much of an effect and that the majority of neurotypicals will just scroll past but for all those neurotypicals that couldn't care less there is just as many autistic people who are desperate to read something that makes them feel understood and less alone so writing this is entirely worth it in my opinion, long post ahead;

Being neurodivergent is hard, especially in a world that isn't built for us and is reluctant to make any changes to accommodate us and with the addition of social media we are constantly seeing harmful videos with even crueler comment sections, I'm not going to put any examples of that cruelty here because that completely defeats the point of this post but if you ask any neurodivergent person what the most nasty and mean spirited comment they've read or received directly is then you are going to hear an extensive and different list from every person you ask,

Seeing these things on a daily basis can ruin your self esteem and any confidence you have about being neurodivergent, now I'm not going to say any of the usual rubbish "just ignore it" "it's just jokes" "you shouldn't let it bother you" "just scroll away" because none of these sentences make even the slightest bit of difference when the videos and comments are so common place that they cannot be avoided,

All I can say from one autistic woman to every neurodiverse person that reads this post, You aren't alone <3 you have an entire community here to support and love you during the hard times and the good times whether you are undiagnosed, on the pathway to getting your diagnosis or already have your diagnosis you have an entire community here that has your back and will take you in with open arms (or a kind head nod if you don't like touch) reading books like Unmasking Autism by Dr Devon Price and going through tags such Actually autistic and neurodiversity will help you feel less alone and isolated particularly on tumblr and tiktok these tags are full of supporting and understanding neurodivergent people of all genders, sexualities and ethnicitys, you don't even have to directly communicate with them just watching their videos or reading their posts can help mitigate some of the negative feelings you have about your neurodivergentency.

As I said earlier in this post you will likely never be able to avoid the harmful stereotypes, the nasty comments and the ignorance that a lot of neurotypicals are full of but you can counter it by surrounding yourself with other people that understand and have similar experiences as you because we do exist and you are so so far from alone in this world even if it feels that way a lot of the time.

I'm extremely tired so this post might not make much sense and it's likely got more then a few grammer and spelling errors but I hope I got my point across well enough that it helps any neurodivergent individual who finds this post and gives them the reassurance they need, you aren't alone my friend and you are a beautiful and worthy person who's neurodivergency can be equally as beautiful <3

#actually autistic #neurodivergent #autistic experiences #autistic thoughts #neurodiversity #neurodivergent love #neurodiverse stuff #you arent alone

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nickle-moth · 6 months

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The New World.

(Sorry for any grammer/spelling errors)

Scott flew back to Rivendell, the rapture had destroyed most of the empires and he had to check on his. As he got closer, he could see the vines.

"Oh no"

He landed and ran to check on the antlers. Safe. Ok, Scott then went to Xornoth's prison. Destroyed.

"Oh no"

He thought again.

He ran out side and was greeted by his brother, standing on a vine.

"Hello there"

…

Scott was unable to escape the circle he was teleported into, probable due to magic, and he was face to face with Xornoth, who was outside the circle.

"Xor Xor please."

Scott was begging at this point. What was he supposed to do! He had a husband and a child to look after. But Xornoth didn't know that. Then they heard rockets, someone land, and quick footsteps twords there location.

"SCOTT!"

"JIMMY, STAY BACK"

Scott yelled to his partner.

"Adar? What's going on? Are you ok?"

There child, Newt, asked him.

"Everything's fine Newt, just stay with Soña."

Newt wasn't the only one Scott was trying to reassure.

"Adar?"

Xornoth asked his brother, stepping into view of Newt and Jimmy.

"Yes, I have a child, and a husband, and thats why I need you to let me go!"

Scott pleaded to his brother, who walked over to the other two. Jimmy hugged Newt tightly to his legs, but didn't move, letting Xornoth get a good look at his nephew. Xornoth crouched down to eye level with Newt,

"Hello there little one. I dout you've heard of me but I'm Xornoth, apparently I'm your uncle."

Xornoth introduced himself to the child.

"I've heard of you! Adar talks about you a lot!"

Newt said happily. He was glad he could finaly meet his uncle, and his uncle looked so cool too!

"Oh? Does he now? What does he say about me?"

Xornoth was intruiged to know what his brother said of him in his absence. Thinking it would be like, 'he's a terrible person' and 'he deserved to be locked away' and stuff like that.

"He says that you were really cool, and an awsome big brother, but one day you were taken by the corruption. And the corruption is bad but that doesn't necessarily make you bad. So he and some other people had to lock you away, but he feels really bad about it, and really didn't want to, and said he was going to help you weather you like it or not! And… he really misses you."

Xornoth was surprised. He had just heard the exact opposite of what he expected to hear. He stood up, walked over to where Scott was, and wispered so only Scott could hear him,

"I miss you too, but it's too strong. I'm sorry."

Xornoth deactivated the magic keeping Scott in the circle, and vanished. Scott imediatly ran over to Jimmy and Newt and wrapped them into a big hug.

"I got to meet uncle Xor Xor!"

Newt exclaimed.

"Yes, you did!"

Scott was glad Xornoth didn't hurt them, but sad that he might not be able to help his brother.

Suddenly, a giant purple god-looking thing appered.

"You need to leave. Come with us, we are taking all of you to a safer dimention. No one will remember what happened in this demention, but we are sparing your memories, because you have a child. If you wish to keep your memories, you will not tell anyone about anything that happened in this realm."

The god explained, and they followed it through the portal it made. 'I know this symbol all too well' Jimmy thought, but ignored it anyway.

"To better hide the memories of others, you must not be allowed to stay as you are. We will have to hide your species from others."

"I can just become a normal elf, no wings or antlers. And maby change my outfit too."

Scott offered. The god agreed and purple filled the air, moments later, Scott's wings and antlers were gone.

"What about you? Little cod?"

The god asked, gesturing to Jimmy.

"I don't really know."

Jimmy said, and thought for a moment.

"Maby we can make you another hybrid entirly?"

The god offered. And Jimmy agreed.

Purple filled the air once more and now Jimmy's fins, tail, and gills were all gone. Replaced by small yellow wings.

"I'm a bird!"

Jimmy was a little excited, Scott's feathers were always so pretty, now he had his own!

"What about me?"

Newt asked the god, and it thought for a moment.

"I have an idea, if you will allow me"

Newt nodded.

Purple filled the air for the last time, and now, Newt was left with pointed ears, and gills.

"Is this ok?"

The god asked the three before him.

"I still have a little bit of Soña, and Adar! It's perfect!"

Newt exclaimed, already loving his new look.

"It's wonderful."

Scott said, and Jimmy agreed with a nod.

"Live safe little ones."

The god said before it, and the portal, vanished.

"So, no one will remember us?"

Jimmy questioned his lover.

"And we can't remind them."

Scott finished.

"Guess I'll have another chance to make peace with Fwhip."

Jimmy said to himself, but it was overheard by his husband.

"Thats what you're worried about?"

"Not worried, just… excited, no enemies this time! A fresh start!"

Scott was excited by that too. 'A fresh start' he echoed in his mind.

The next day went well, Scott and Jimmy introduced themselves, and Newt, to their new neighbors, and were hanging out with each other when the god appered for a moment.

"I forgot to mention this yesterday, but all of the emperors personalities have been inverted, for the sake of better protecting their memories."

It said to the family and vanished once more.

"THAT'S WHY LIZZIE WAS SO NICE!!"

Jimmy exclaimed. And Scott burst out laughing next to him.

The rest of the evening was calm, no gods, no end-of-the-world, no wars. Just Scott, his husband, and his child.

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I hope you enjoyed! This is the first fic in my new au that I have yet to name! (<- help please)

A few quick things:

I am by no means a writer, so this is written very badly, sorry

"Adar" is what I'm using as the elvin word for father

"Soña" is what I'm using as the word for father in whatever Jimmy's first language is (I'm just calling it oceanic)

The symbol Jimmy recognised was the watcher symbol, and the god was a watcher

If I get any personalities/story wrong, sorry. I'm trying my best

If you don't like it, don't be mean, just move on

I think thats all, more to come soon!

(ps, Jimmy, Scott, and Newt aren't the only emperers who have their memories!) <3

#nicklefic #scott smajor #jimmy solidarity #xornoth #empires smp #empires s1 #empires s2

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depressedhatakekakashi · 4 months

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What is everyone’s role?

I’m envisioning the Elders as school board members who don’t have relatives in the district. They block every bit of progress they can because “that’s not how we did it!”

Maybe Danzo and Hiruzen are vying for Board President? They don’t get it because they were actually embezzling funds or something. Kushina gets it instead. Because she has a kid in the district and will bring in change.

Is Sakumo a retired administrator? (Cute idea for Yua and him!: one was a teacher and one was the principal. They were both attracted to each other, but didn’t do anything until the administrator left the school/district. They’ve been inseparable since.)

I can see the elder’s as school board members getting increasingly upset when they’re ignored, but still having enough power to block meaningful changes. Tsunade HATES them and she’s right to.

Hiruzen and Danzo are so pissed when Kushina gets the job over them, but the difference is Danzo is visibly pissed but Hiruzen is at least smart enough to act like he’s happy for Kushina and step back.

Yua would not make a good long term teacher unfortunatly. She is what is known as a ‘hard ass’ and it’s more likely that Mifune was the teacher between them and Yua simply covered for him as a sub.

But Yua’s main passion would be writing, so her and Sakumo got together and she was a ‘stay at home mom’ who put out a lot of books and made some major money by doing it. By the age of 9 Kakashi was the first step editor, reading her rough drafts and telling her where there were spelling mistakes or grammer errors he could pinpoint

Sakumo liked to joke his son would make a good language teacher, but Kakashi chose history instead (even though he excelled at everything and could have chosen any subject)

Other teachers in the school include

Genma (Japanese language)

Ebisu (geography)

Rin (biology)

Obito (drama)

Kurenai (mathematics)

Asuma (civics)

Iruka (art)

Anko (chemistry)

Kakashi (history)

Gai (health and physical education)

#teachers au

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glorious-poetato · 2 years

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[Fake dating pt.1]

Warnings : none ( if you see any please tell me)

Ship: tommyinnit x reader

Summary: Tommy needs the reader to be his fake date to win a bet.

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Little back story

You and tommy became somewhat friends ever since he wondered into the arcade you work at. He would come in about once a week and you would take your break and play some games with him. You guys grew quite close over the span of a few months. today was no different from all the other until tommy looked at you and said "hey do you mind if I ask you a favor."

Y/n's pov :

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Wait so you want me to go with you to your friends concert as your fake date because your other friend made a bet with you that you couldn't find a date and if you loose you have to let him save your head" I said taking a breath of air.

"Yeah pretty much" Tommy replied in the most casual manner. "So please can you just pretend to be my date for tonight" he pleaded. "Fine but you have to buy me food." I stated "deal" he said as we shook on it. He then calmly said "oh it's tonight by the way." I look at him with a straight face and said "and you didn't think you should mention it was tonight."

Time skip

6:00pm

Tommy

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Tommy: I'll be there to pick you up in 15min.

Okay I'll be waiting on porch: Y/n

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I head out to my porch and just scroll on my phone while I wait. A few minutes go by and I see tommy walk up the side walk towards my house. I stand up and wave over to him. "So, I thought about the fake dating thing and I think we need a back story like how we met each other." I tell tommy

"Okay then we can just somewhat tell the truth. I'll say I met you while you were working at the arcade I thought you were pretty. So I kept coming back each week to come and try to ask you out. So two weeks ago I finally asked you out and we whet on a date to a pizzeria and It was wonderful. You fell in love with me the amazing tommyinnit and I Saif I guess your okay." Tommy tells me

I laugh at the last part and say "no you totally fell in love with me. Then begged me to go on a second date with you." We bickered and laughed about this the whole walk there.

"Okay were here." Tommy says as he motions toward a building. We start walking to the door and tommy looks at me and asks "is it okay if I hold your hand? You know for the fake dating thing" he adds. I give him a nod of approval and feel his a hand slip into mine. I then get this weird feeling in my stomach kind of like I have to throw up but I decided to just ignore it.

We got inside and I look around and take a note of my surroundings. The place we were at seemed to be a restaurant/bar type thing with a stage on the back wall. My train of thought gets broken when I feel a tug on my arm. " Y/n my friend is coming are way." Tommy whispers to my. I looked to the side of us and see a guy approach us he appeared to have a shaved head.

(Sorry for any Grammer or spelling errors I hope you liked the first part of this little series.)

-poe<3

#mcyt x reader #tommyinnit x reader #tommyinnit x y/n #tommyinnit x you #fanfic

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vvantesaai · 3 years

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𝓢𝓹𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓓𝓪𝔂

Inspired by BTS Spring Day

Genre: Slight angst, fluffy ending

Reader x BTS Taehyung (mentions of Jimin)

You walked out of your apartment complex, dragging your suitcase with you. It’s still winter but the snow has stopped falling since last night, signaling that winter is coming to an end. Most of the people were relieved that it was almost the end of the cold season, as they could take a break from thick garments to some comfortable clothes as they welcome another season. Spring. You should be feeling happy too, but you weren’t. You wished that winter lasted a little bit longer. You wanted it to be eternal. But life doesn’t work that way. Seasons doesn’t work that way. You can’t always get what you want in life.

You were waiting for a taxi, as a little snowflake fell on your hair. You took it off and stared at it for a while until it was took away by the harsh winter wind. It remembered you of how cruel the winter is. So cruel, that it took him away from you, like the little snowflake. You thought it was about to snow again, but no, it was just a snowflake which was on top of the street light which was near to where you were standing. And that’s when you realize, the last snow of winter was last night. Now it won’t snow again. Just like it was the last time you saw him.

You got out of the taxi and walked inside the train station and waited for your train to arrive. You heard the loud noise of the train coming with a ‘honk’ sound. When it was your time to get on the train, you quickly got inside it before walking over to your seat. You sat on your reserved seat before looking out of the window. You saw a boy hugging a girl. It reminded you of him. It was the last time you saw him.

You both stepped out of the university campus before sharing a warm hug promising to each other that you’ll see again the next day. But as the next day you came, he wasn’t there. He didn’t came. And the next day. And the day after that.

It was last night when you got the letter. A letter of him bidding you goodbyes, because he can’t come to your apartment right now because he’s too busy packing his belongings. He was saying goodbye to you and the city as he was going back to his hometown. The reason was abrupt. You couldn’t understand why couldn’t he just stop packing for just a few minutes so he could see you. So you could see him. But you were too busy packing by yourself. You too were going to your hometown for spring break and you thought it was time to forget him. It would hurt less than resenting him.

You were dragged out of your thoughts when the train’s engine started with a loud noise. You were leaving his memories in this cruel winter. Wanting to welcome a warm and nice spring. At least that’s what you wished. But you still miss him. The lock screen wallpaper of your phone still reminds you of the fun times you spent together. Winter didn’t seem too cold when he was there. You felt the coldness of the season when he didn’t showed up again.

He was your best friend since the beginning of last fall. Maybe he saw you just as his best friend, you couldn’t help but see him more than that. The warm hugs and the little hand in hand walks were driving your teenage hormones wild. You felt butterflies whenever you saw him. You developed a new feeling for him, which you never felt before. Love. But you were a sucker for the friendship so you kept it deep inside of you. You kept a secret from your best friend, but you had to. Maybe if you didn’t kept it to yourself, he would be sitting next to you. Going with you to your hometown to celebrate spring festivals with you. But it was just a wish. A coward’s wish. Your wish. Genies doesn’t exist, so your wish will be left ungranted.

After a long journey, you walked out of the train. A smile spread to your face when you saw your parents and your older brother waiting for you at the station. You quickly hugged them and hurried to go to your home.

The last few days were warm inside your own familiar home with your lovely parents and brother, yet you missed the feeling of him. You wanted to forget him. But you miss him. Whenever you say to yourself you miss him, it makes you miss him even more.

It was the first day of spring, and you walked out of your house with your brother. Your parents already left for the festival and you had to wait to go with your brother who took a long time to get ready so he could impress his crush. You were happy that at least your brother get to see his crush. But deep down you sweared it was killing you that you didn’t had any crush to impress, your crush had left you a long time ago.

You met with some of your childhood friends at the festival and had a great time with them. You went to food stalls to buy pink buns and cherry blossom burgers (it’s a Japanese tradition btw) with your brother. As the sun was setting the cherry blossom trees and flower filled trees were lightening up with colorful little bulbs which were hung on the trees. Your brother left to the restroom so you were walking through the trees until you bumped into someone.

You looked up to see who it was and your eyes were filled with tears in no time. “T-Tae?” Your voice stuttered as he caressed you cheeks which matched the color of the pink blossoms. “ Y/n… I missed you” he said before engulfing you into a hug. “I missed you more” You said in between sobs. After a while you broke the hug before looking up at Taehyung again. “ But, why are you here? Weren’t you supposed to be at your hometown?” Taehyung chuckled before answering you. “ This is my hometown… what about you? Why are you here at my hometown? Did you missed me that much that you came to meet me here?” he said holding your cold hands in his warm ones. “ What?! Tae, this is my hometown too…” You said, taken back by his sudden confession. “ Really? But why haven’t we met before?” He asked you surprised. “ I lived here since my birth… so there’s no way you didn’t met me…” You crossed your arms with a pout. He giggled at your cute behavior and was about to hug you again, but somebody called you from behind.

“Y/n-ah! Why are you he- OH MY GOD! Taehyung-ah! Man, How are you? When did you came back?” It was your brother, Jimin. “I’m good, I came here a few weeks ago. What about you? How are you?” The boys shared a hug as you were left there confused. “ Wait. Taehyung, you know my brother?”

“ Of course, he’s my childhood best friend.- wait what? Jimin is your brother?” He asked, shocked. “ If Jimin is your brother, that means, you’re that little girl we used to play with. You were the princess and I was the prince. Jimin was the king. OH MY LORD!!!!” it all made sense now. The little Y/n has now grown up to be a big girl. He didn’t recognised her at first because he left the town when he was 6. By that time Y/n was only 4.

After a long time of catching up with each other, Jimin left to hang around with his crush, leaving you and Taehyung alone. “ I thought you left me…” You said. Looking down. “ Forever…” You looked at Taehyung’s face after saying that, only to see him look at you with eyes full of concern. “ I’m sorry, I left you hanging. I should’ve told you before.” You looked at him confused. “What?”

“ Actually, my grandma passed away and I couldn’t really meet you after the huge loss. I locked myself inside my apartment. I felt guilty for both not being with my gramma in her last moments and for ignoring you. After my mom called me to visit them for the spring break, I was too afraid to meet you face to face. I thought you’d hate me for ignoring you. So I just sent a letter. I’m sorry.” Taehyung explained as a tear rolled on his cheeks. You quickly pulled him in for a hug. He cried his heart out and you let him damp your dress. “ You know what Tae… I didn’t hated you. Never. I just felt sad and disappointed that you left me. But it was before I knew why you did that. Now I’m thankful that you’re here with me. I will never hate you.” Suddenly Taehyung broke the hug and looked at you in the eye. “I also have something to tell you. I don’t know how you’ll react but promise me you won’t leave me or hate me for it.” You chuckled at his innocence before promising that you won’t ever leave him nor hate him.

“ I like you Y/n…”

You felt the world stopped for a moment. It was silent until your lips touched his. You felt him smile through the kiss. And that’s when you realized, you shouldn’t wish for the winter to last long. You shouldn’t wish for the spring to be eternal. You shouldn’t wish for anything anymore. Because all your wishes have granted already. on a spring day.

- The End -

A/N Saai: This is my first tumblr post.I decided to post this one first because i should start off with some fluff. But i wrote for almost all genres, and the next post will be a Taehyung 16+ oneshot. I hope you guys would show this some love, my honeys, English is not my first language so i sincerely apologize for any grammer and spelling errors. Take care be safe. Purple you.

#btsv #kim taehyung #kim taehyung fanfic #fluff #angst #taehyung fluff #taehyung angst #springday

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esoteric-nightmare · 4 years

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Not denying other peoples experiences is important!

(I mean in general, but heres a rant on mental health issues)

One thing I see pretty often (which is sad) is a person with a mental disorder or disability etc, completely denying another persons experience.

If a person says “anti depressants have made me worse”, and some one says “oh but they help me, you should give them a chance” they have... thats why they said it doesn’t work

Ive personally tried many different kinds, all a terrible experience, and yes I am aware that means anti depressants are not what I need, but! They have been pushed to me by a few different doctors, who all tell me how better I am, and ignore me when I say its not better (this has happened with 2 different doctors now)

(I mean psychitrists or psychiatric nurse practitioners and doctors)

Another situation of mine is a person with a disability, telling me I should have moved out of my parents home at 16 (because I am in a bad situation), and just moved in with strangers, and criticized me because I was waiting to move in with people I knew, and now that I am, telling me it isn’t going to work out because! They are people I know

Stop this just believe people, when they say something isn’t working for them

I vaguely understand some one who hasn’t faced a similar situation, might not understand, but why do people in the same community attack each other?!

No people shouldn’t be cynical all therapy is bad, but it’s important to also talk about situations where the therapy is bad, or doesn’t work (same with medication)

Every one is different, different things work with different people, it takes time to find what you need

(And I can go on a whole other rant about people who expect me to be mindful about difficulties they have, or their situation, but trash me for my own issues, which is an experience I have had too many times (this is still about mental health))

(Sorry for any spelling errors, grammer mistakes, please be mindful I have disabilities that make writting difficult, and I am happy to explain anything that may be misinterpreted)

#mentalheathawareness #mentally ill #mental illness #mental disorder #mental health #psychosis #schizophrenia #anxitey #social anxious #social anxiety #agoraphobia #generalized anxiety disorder #actuallyneurodivergent #adhd inattentive #learning disabled

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zenosanalytic · 6 years

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Argumentorum ad Odium

A Collection of Important Insights regarding logic and rhetoric gleaned from a Jordan Peterson fan on Twitter:

The Transitive Property is Unempirical, Illogical Junk; that A=C if A=B and B=C is Subjective Nonsense based on Irrational Assumptions with no basis in Physical Reality. Math is a Useless Lie which has No Meaning.

Calling someone “Insane” doesn’t count if you later say you didn’t say that

And Anyway, Insane isn’t even mean or hurtful or insulting. It Could be used to mean absurd or extreme, which are two words that are certainly NEVER used in the English language to discredit an argument.

Shutup; I can’t hear you; my fingers are in my ears; if your words can’t reach my brain that means you never said them and they mean nothing; yes I know you’re typing and this can’t really stop me from reading them as I don’t see through my ears; shutup yet again; shut up because I Am Right, dammit.

I’m not Pedantic, you’re Pedantic. Shutup. This shit is IRONCLAD

Dragons are Real because they’re Not.

Words are a Useless Lie which have No Meaning.

Flaws in an argument don’t matter if you point them out without listening to the whole argument, which somehow magically makes those flaws disappear, because that’s how ideas work. The End Justifies the Means.

When someone makes one argument, then immediately contradicts that argument, that doesn’t mean they’ve contradicted themselves but rather than their argument has synthesized the contradiction seamlessly, rendering it perfect and unassailable.

What Contradiction; You’re a Contradiction. Shutup. This shit is IRONCLAD

Pointing out such a contradiction is NOT proof that the argument is flawed and self-defeating, but REALLY proof of how close-minded one is, whereas refusing to admit a contradiction exists, undermining the argument which flatters one’s biases as one has admitted, is proof of how open-minded one is.

I’m not a Hypocrite, you’re a Hypocrite. Shutup. This shit is IRONCLAD

Being Angry is not proof that one is Angry.

Being Angry is really proof of how bad one’s interlocutor’s arguments are, and how much Fun one is having online. Constant spelling errors, insults, and yelling are The Proofs of Fun.

Angry People tell jokes and express concern for the emotional state of their interlocutors. These are The Proofs of Anger.

Metaphors are arguments and refute Everything.

Refusing to respond to an argument is the same as refuting it, and allows you to repeat the arguments while ignoring their refutations.

Memes are arguments and refute Everything.

Speilling is Grammer.(Author’s Note: these typos are intentional and For Effect u_u)

Dependent and related clauses neither Depend Upon, nor are Related To, each other in regards to meaning. Grammar is a Useless Lie which has No Meaning.

Quotes are never used to mark paraphrasing, or to signal a specific concept or aspects of an argument such as “what a person says” and “what a person says about what they said”.

Insults are arguments and refute Everything.

How a person describes their arguments is the same thing as their actual arguments, which mean whatever they say they mean, at any moment, even if that contradicts their previous or larger arguments, independent of definition and context. This is how people who respect Order and Logic and The Masculine think.

I think that covers most of it. I hope all you Dear Readers digest this Timeless Wisdom in the fashion it so obviously deserves u_u u_u

#Logic #Rhetoric #Jordan Peterson #Lobsterians #???#I feel this unfairly maligns the noble lobster #u_u u_u u_u #No Wait!#Peterheads #ovo #Snerk #frivolous posts #zA's Pompous Philosophizing #zA's Questionable Latin #zA's Rhetorical Anticharity

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hes-a-rainbow · 7 years

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The Hoet

Requested by Anon from this drabbles list!

25.“Drunk me is like regular me, except with more grammar errors and a deeper meaning to everything.” (I changed up this quote to work with the story better.) 26. “I’m glad to know you think of me when you’re drunk.”

A/N: I used Bukowski because I vaguely remember Harry talking about reading his work once. Enjoy!

P.S. This has not been edited, only re read by me so sorry if there are any grammer/spelling mistakes!

Word Count: 2.4k

Warnings: Angsty, blink and you’ll miss it NSFW

“I will remember the kisses ...our lips raw with love and how you gave me everything you had and how I offered you what was left of me. And I will remember your small room...the feel of you...the light in the window...your records...your books...our morning coffee...our noons, our nights. Our bodies spilled together; sleeping. The tiny flowing currents. Immediate and forever. Your leg, my leg. Your arm, my arm. Your smile and the warmth of you who made me laugh again.”

You rolled your eyes as you watched your friends hang to Harrys’ every word. He always did this when he was drunk. After a few drinks (usually three) he would start becoming some sort of amateur poet, except none of it was his original work. He had a way of remembering things. Song lyrics, movie lines, etc. But his specialty was poems. He could somehow remember them perfectly. And he could somehow remember them drunk. This was his go to poem from his go to poet, Charles Bukowski. It irked you just how pretentious and predictable he could be some times.

Your eyes roamed over the faces of the girls practically fanning themselves on top of him on the couch they all sat at. Usually you would call Harry out for his bullshit poetry sessions, but it was the day before his birthday so you thought you could at least give him this one. It was also his sure fire way to getting laid, which meant he was definitely looking for someone to warm his bed tonight for a little bit of birthday fun. Your stomach knotted at the thought of who it would be in your close knit group of friends and how you would still have to see them after their night rolling in the sheets. Everyone would know it had happened but no one would bring it up.

Harry was one of your closest friends and of course, just like everyone else, you had fallen for him somewhere along the line. You never told him but you were sure it was obvious. He was a smart man and he could always somehow know exactly what you were thinking.

A part of you hoped maybe he didn’t know. Maybe he was just oblivious because it was you, but you knew that was wrong. He noticed every blush you made at his cheeky yet sweet comments and he noticed how your body tensed under his touch. The great thing about Harry was that he was so good at reading people; he knew what would make them uncomfortable and vice versa. So he never bought it up and you were thankful for that, not wanting to hear his rejection. (Which would probably just be another quote from Bukowski or one of those rom coms he was always watching.)

The night had been fun so far. Harry had invited his closest friends to his house for a dinner party. His closest friends included about fifteen people.

He had said he wanted to be “an adult tonight and a teenager tomorrow”, referencing the club hopping he wanted to do the night of his actual birthday. But of course, like clockwork, Harry started reciting lines of poetry that you have heard a thousand times before. You knew you weren’t the only one in your friend group who had a crush on him, but it still bothered you to see them so blatantly all over him. At least you were somewhat subtle about your crush. At least that’s what you thought.

“Wow, Harry that was amazing, did you write that?” Your friend seated next to Harry placed her hand on his knee, ignoring all the other people around them. You knew what was going to come next, Harry’s speech about how he didn’t write it but he felt it. He would go into such detail about how he had felt a spiritual connection with Bukowski and how he would swear up and down they had met in a past life.

You rubbed your forefinger and your thumb against the bridge of your nose, trying to calm the annoyance you always felt when he got this way.

You pushed yourself off the wall you were leaning against in the far corner of the room and made your way into the kitchen, you didn’t need to watch these girls fawn over him any longer. Not to mention, this would probably all happen again tomorrow night.

A few of your friends were sat around the kitchen table, talking among themselves, completely unaware of the poetry session being given in the living room.

Their conversation didn’t falter as you entered the room. You walked straight toward the make shift bar on Harry’s kitchen counter and poured yourself another glass of wine, nearly downing it all in one gulp before filling it up some more.

It was nights like these that were the worst, knowing you were going to go home alone while Harry was spending the night with someone else; you being the last thought on his mind.

You always fantasized about him randomly confessing his feelings for you one day and then taking you right there, where ever you were. (You mostly fantasized about him bending you over on this very counter).

You leaned your hands against the counter. The warmth of your body nearly sizzling when it came in contact with the cold granite. Taking in a deep breath before letting it out through your lips.

“You shouldn’t frown like that love, you’ll get wrinkles.” Harry’s voice came from behind which caused you to jump. You were so deep in thought you hadn’t even heard the click of his boots as he walked up behind you.

He was so close that when you turned to face him your back grazed his chest. You hoped he chalked up your red cheeks to the alcohol.

You stared up into his eyes, wishing he would just go away and leave you to your thoughts. Why was he even talking to you anyway? Shouldn’t he be schmoozing up somebody else? Somebody he’s actually attracted too?

“You know you become a real pretentious asshole when you drink.” The words were out of your mouth before you could even think about the repercussions. His eyebrows lifted in surprise but soon a small smirk tugged at his lips.

He leaned down a bit so he could whisper in your ear, “I could say the same about you.” He didn’t pull away right away, but when he did, he had that shit eating grin that you were well acquainted with.

“I like you better sober.”

“Sober? Drunk me is like regular me, except with a deeper meaning to everything.” You scoffed at his words, side stepping passed him and out of the room. You had decided you had enough of him for one night. You just wanted to go home now.

“Where are you going?” He called after you. This time you could definitely hear his boots clicking behind you. The both of you ignored the stares your friends gave and the occasional questioning of your names as he followed you up the stairs and down the hall to his bedroom. You walked over to his bed, picking up your jacket and purse before turning around and nearly breaking your nose against his chest.

“Where are you going?” He repeated in a more stern voice this time. He towered over you, making you feel like a small child about to be reprimanded.

“Home.” You tried taking a step forward but he just moved with you, blocking the path to his door.

“Why? It’s not even midnight. Don’t you want to ring in my birthday with me?” His breath smelled of the expensive wine he had gotten tonight.

“I think I’m good, there’s more than enough suitors downstairs to help ‘ring in’ your birthday.” You emphasized your point with obnoxious air quotes. Again, you tried to make your way passed you but again, he didn’t let you. This time he put his hands on your shoulders, holding you in place.

“Harry.” You spoke sternly, straightening your shoulders in an attempt to look more intimidating but failing completely.

“Babe,” His tone was more mocking which made you even madder.

“Seriously, why do you even care? It’s not like I’m going to be the one you fuck tonight!” You knew you would regret your words tomorrow, but right now you were going to stick with them no matter the result.

He leaned back a bit, obviously confused by your statement. He let his hands drag slowly down your arms, raising goosebumps along the way, until he reached your hands. He casually linked your fingers together, rubbing his thumbs across the back of them in a soothing manner.

“Well love…” Your teeth clenched at the pet name. He slowly raised his eyes to meet yours. “Who said I don’t want to fuck you tonight?”

You could hear your heart pounding in your ears. You weren’t sure if it was the wine or the close proximity but the room suddenly felt increasingly hot. You didn’t respond, words racing through your head trying to find the perfect response. It didn’t seem like he was joking but he had to be, right?

He sucked in a breath through his teeth causing your eyes to flicker down to his lips, the same lips you fantasized about a thousand times. He raised his hand to rest on the side of your face, swiping his thumb across your bottom lip. You just stared at him, trying to calculate his next movement.

“Ya know, I’ve wanted to kiss you for the longest time…” He let his thumb swipe over your bottom lip again, this time pulling it down a bit to expose your teeth before letting it bounce back into place.

“You are just one of those people who don’t know how incredibly sexy they are. It truly amazes me…” He moved his hands down your shoulders again before landing them on your waist, rubbing calming circles into the soft skin on your hips.

“I think that in some way, you not knowing only makes you more beautiful.” He pulled you closer to him, connecting your bodies by your waists until there was no more room left in between you two.

Your breath caught in your throat at the feeling of him pressed up against his jeans. He rolled his hips against yours causing you both to let out a sigh. He had a look of pure concentration on his face. He was biting his bottom lip and his eyes looked they were trying to see inside your soul. You hadn’t noticed that your hands were clinging on his biceps for dear life, most likely leaving marks from how hard your finger tips were digging into his skin.

“Well-” Your voice cracked. You were trying to sound confident but it only came out whiny and pathetic.

Your mind was racing. You had a million thoughts per second and you had no idea if this was real or some very cruel, realistic dream.

You squeezed his arms one more time to make sure he was really there.

He was as real as could be and this was really happening.

You moved your hand upwards so it could rest on the back of his neck. He finally let go of his bottom lip; his tongue sweeping out to wet it. You lightly pulled him down so he could be closer to you, closer to your lips that you wanted him to kiss so badly. You saw his eyes close but you kept yours open, still vigilant in case this was all some big joke and in a minute everybody was going to pop out and say “Surprise! He never wanted you, bitch!”

That one thought alone made you rethink everything. Just as you felt the ghost of his lips on yours, you pulled away, successfully putting distance between you two and getting out of his hold.

His eyes shot open. You almost pitied him for how pathetic he looked in that moment, but your brain reminded you of the facts of the situation.

He was drunk.

You just so happened to be in the right place at the right time for him to make his move. You were only his friend who he would only want for one night and you knew you couldn’t put yourself through that. You knew that if you gave in you would only want more from him, and you knew that was not something he could offer. Your brain was a cruel place, always putting you down instead of lifting you up. But this time you thanked her for being the only rational part of your body at the moment.

Harry opened his mouth to say something but you cut him off immediately, “I’m glad to know you think of me when you’re drunk.”

This time you did sound confident. You were suddenly stone cold sober and completely aware of your thoughts and actions. How could you have almost kissed him? How could you have let it get this far? You were both drunk and that was all. He didn’t mean a word he had just said, or at least that’s what your brain told you. And she could be such a bitch sometimes.

“What are you-I’m not drunk!” His voice raised a little too loud, something that he did when he was, indeed, drunk. He looked confused and hurt but you had convinced yourself it was because he realized he wouldn’t be getting any tonight, well at least not from you.

He took a step towards you, “Okay, I may be a little tipsy, but I meant what I said!”

Emotions were a weird thing. So weird in fact, that at this very moment all you could do was laugh. His face twisted in bewilderment as he tried to figure out what was going on.

“What the hell?” He whispered, more to himself than to you.

When you finally got your giggling under control, you leaned up and placed a kiss on his cheek.

“Oh, Harry. You’ll realize the mistake you were about to make in the morning. Trust me, I stopped something terrible from happening.” You place your hand on his chest and added, “Happy birthday, H.” You walked out of the room before he had any time to react of respond to your words.

Thank you for reading! I left it a bit open ended so there could be a chance of a part two. (Also because I’m a hoe for cliffhangers)

Masterlist

#harry styles #harry styles fanfic #harry styles smut #harry styles fluff #harry styles blurb #harry styles one shot #harry styles imagine #one direction #one direction fanfic #one direction smut #one direction fluff #one direction blurb #one direction one shot #one direction imagine #1dff #original writing #harry styles x reader

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crpskills-blog · 6 years

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Stay away from Memorial Hospital in Jacksonville FL

This is a dictation I made on my phone after a terrible experience at Memorial Hospital in Jacksonville. The post date was supposed to have been February 3rd but I just forgot about it .. You really want to stay away from this place I'll have multiple post about this Hospital and images of what they did to me This dictation software doesn't use auto correct or add punctuation marks so please excuse the Grammer and spelling errors below Today was one of those days... Honestly, I could try to explain it a Million Ways but unless you have the condition that I do you never understand. Here's how I spent the last 8 days: So it all started out with my wife getting sick.... Simple, right!? Just take her to the hospital and she'll get better... Wrong! I wish my life was that simple I wish anything in my life was that simple. 4 days she'd been complaining about stomach pain, she's not one to complain or to get sick for that matter so when this happened I take it seriously she didn't. After about 4 days of suffering at home she finally gave in to going to the emergency room. I ended up taking her to a hospital called memorial university... From what we knew it wasn't that bad, supposed to be a simple in and out. This is far from the case. Not only were the doctors they are complete idiots they also had a habit of treating people less than human. Now, most of you probably what are experience something like this and I guarantee you first time you do, your flight, fight or freeze will kick in. With me personally, it's always fight. My wife was in a lot of pain and she needed help so you can bet your ass I will be the biggest asshole you'd have to deal with. ( I'm supposed to be blogging right so let me run on) If I still have your attention here's what happens next. The doctor finally came in the room and said she had an infection. Look it's really simple if you have an infection you will have a fever or in some cases there's a possibility where fever doesn't show. My wife was still having extreme stomach pain which doctor didn't even attend to. War on opiates right? Most of you people out there idea of the ridiculousness of that statement. Look I get it there's a drug problem I mean I'm sorry for sounding cold here but drugs that's not prescribed to you or that you go and seek out on the street and then die overdose because you were being an idiot why the fuck should that affect people really need pain medications. Anyways I digress, point of the matter is she still had extreme pain in her stomach that wasn't being attended to. I kept bothering doctor who og Course kept ignoring me until I have to bring that asshole side out of me again. As I stated before we were not there pain medication we were there for treatment. Admittedly. That Did help the situation but it still took too much effort just to get. 5mg morphine iV push. My wife normally doesn't take any medications at all so even that little of a dose should have had some effect. It didn't. Again I could go complain to the doctor but this time I requested have an ultrasound stomach. ( if any of you is thinking that we were treated that way because she didn't have insurance or good insurance you are wrong. Just pray you don't have to go memorial hospital anytime soon) The doctor finally approved the ultrasound and guess what? She saw an abnormal growth pretty much on top of my wife's ovaries. I mean the rest of the story you'd think get better but it really doesn't. So let's recap; we found the issue and now it's time for emergency surgery. I'm guessing everything will be fine, they'll prep an OR and have the surgical staff standing by. Man, how wrong I was again. The surgery that was supposed to have taken place in an operating room in front of me with no nurses and no help in the room other than me. I mean I literally scrubbed in. The doc said there was no other help available and we could help her now by doing it here now as she needed it immediately. I scrubbed in and thinking that at least this doctor will know what to do when she opens up my wife. Look don't want to go too much into the surgery so I'll be brief. Operation took probably 2 hours or so, i help out as requested and after it was over they gave her 1 mg of morphine. Remember I was going on earlier about it not being an infection? Turns out I was right, it was pretty much a cyst the size of a baseball, literally. We took everything out and I left the room for the doctor to close up. Easy peasy right? Yeah... For someone with actual medical training this doctor was an idiot. She, as in the doctor, ended up leaving the wound as an open wound so it would basically close itself. Meaning no Staples or stitches was needed. The only thing we would need to do is just do basic wound care. So we're back at home this is now the second day after my wife had her surgery. It was time for wound care. Her daughter and I started the process and in doing so we found an entire gauze bandage in the actual cut on her stomach! Can you believe that man? I mean, she was throwing up like crazy when she came home and we thought maybe the doctor didn't get it all or something else is happening but as soon as we open that wound to take care of it we found AN ENTIRE gauze inside of HER. To give you an idea that's almost about 5 to 6 ft tall of junk laying in her. I do have the pictures but the story I told above was not about me was a big news about my wife so obviously to post the images. She's choosing not to at this time, however, I'm just starting this site out and who knows maybe she'll change your mind in time. ( yes I know I didn't tell you about my day much but honestly this was something that needed to be publicly posted) Read the full article

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Paper Hearts Pt. 1

Part 2

Jungkook X Reader

Genre : Fluff, Angst

Summary : Jeon Jungkook, your best friend, soon becomes something you never thought possible : Distant…. All because the one he cared about most was oblivious towards his feelings.

A/N : Hello! So, I know that I recently posted a Yoongi angst, and I was hoping to post a part two, which I will, but this story just popped into my head… Soooo, I decided to write it. Part two of the Yoongi angst will still be coming out! Enjoy! (Plz excuse any grammer/spelling errors!)

Homework

The thing you hated most. The thing teachers assign you continuously without consideration.

College homework

The thing that kept you up at ungodly hours. The thing that overwhelmed you to the point where you could cry. The thing that made your life a living hell. The thing that made you miserable.

Jeon Jungkook

The man that just entered your home with a smile that could cure cancer. The man that brightened your day no matter what occurred. The man that was your closest friend.

“Y/N?” The sound was like music to your ears. The deep voice sent a rush of energy through your worn-out body. “You’re still up?”

Turning to face him, your lips stretched into a bright smile. Your best friend, Jeon Jungkook, stood in front if you, making your miserable state transform into pure joy effortlessly.

“Jungkook, I’m always up this late. Really, I’m fine. You don’t need to check up on me after work, you know,” you complain as you walk over to the angel-like boy. “Seokjin must be worried.”

“I told him that I was going to see my most favorite person in the world.” He’d always come up with heart melting comments to make you feel better. He was the only person who knew you like the back of his hand, after all.

Pulling you into a tight hug, Jungkook stroked your hair as he kicked his shoes off. He swiftly moved onto the nearby couch as he sat the both of you down, pulling away from the hug.

“Are you okay? You’re acting worse than usual, he questioned in a rather concerned tone. Completely ignoring the question, you took the opportunity to examine each and every one of his features.

His sleek, dark brown hair was drenched with sweat at the tips and it scattered all over his pale forehead. His plush pink lips were parted, revealing his adorable bunny teeth, and his eyes were dark and glossy. Not to mention his outfit - Oh his outfit just complimented his features even more.

Damn, since when did he get so handsome?

“Am I that sweaty?!” His voice sliced through your thoughts, bringing your attention back to the present. “Go bathe if you want to. All that hip thrusting must’ve took up a lot of your energy,” you tease, pointing to the bathroom.

While waiting for Jungkook to exit the shower, you sat down at your desk and go back to your project. The stress instantly piled itself back onto your shoulders, preventing you from doing anymore work. Turning off your computer - which almost died due to how long you’ve been using it - you rest your aching head on the table and close your eyes.

You open your eyes, adjusting to the bright light that mercilessly shone in your face. The last thing you remembered was that you were resting at your desk.

So why am I in my room?

The nearby snoring (that was obviously coming from a man) answered your internal question as you turn to find none other than Jungkook. You were used to this, as he always brought you to your room when you dozed off while doing your schoolwork.

This was one of the main reason why Jungkook got a key to your house. He’d always complain how sleeping at the desk would promote back problems. When he finally got a key cut out for himself, he never missed a day without checking up on you.

Groaning, Jungkook opened his tired eyes as he stifled a yawn. “Good morning, Y/N-ah,” he hummed as he sat up, revealing his bare chest. His abs were more defined than usual, indicating that he’d been working out a lot more.

“Good morning, Jungkookie!” You shout as you attack the shirtless male with a tight hug, running your fingers through his bed head.

You pull the covers off of you as you get out of the bed, but regret your decision when the cool, winter air hit your face and arms mercilessly. You tip-toe over to the window to find fresh snow covering the ground, reminding you of a soft, white blanket.

“Yeoboseyo? I told you, Hyung! Yeah sorry, I fell asleep. Okay we’ll be there in ten minutes.” The sound of Jungkook’s groggy voice boomed through the otherwise silent room as he hung up the phone shortly after. “Jin-Hyung wants me to bring you over for breakfast,” he hummed as he, too, rolled out of bed, running a hand through his soft hair.

This was not surprising to you. Jin always made food for you on the weekends due to how much you worked, thinking that it would take a huge weight off your shoulders. You couldn’t lie, it did help. You just couldn’t stand the fact that he was forcing himself to cook for someone other than himself and the boys.

“Y/N-ah! Oh my god, I missed you!” As soon as you entered the dorm that was shared by seven boys, you were attack by Hoseok as he greeted you with a bear hug, screaming your name while doing so.

“Hey, Hobi. You’re kinda, um… Choking me?” You said as you pat his back. You loved him to pieces but his hugs got out of hand often due to how joyous he is to see you. He reluctantly let go of you, stepping back to now greet Jungkook, who was silent as he peered at the ground beneath his feet.

“Kookie, what’s wrong?” Hoseok asked, attempting to get his attention, but to no avail. “Excuse me, I need to use the restroom,” he breathed. Turning on his heel, Jungkook walked away, leaving both you and Hoseok dumbfounded.

“Ah, there she is! How’ve you been, Y/N-ah? We’ve all missed you like hell and only Jungkook sees you daily,” said the voice of the oldest boy as he hugged you (way less tighter than Hoseok).

“Good to see you, too Jin. Is everything okay with Jungkook? He was acting kinda strange just now.” You tilt your head to the side as you scan his face for any change of emotion.

His eyebrows furrowed as his lips pressed into a straight line. “Yes, I’ve notice that he’s been strange as well. Maybe he’s coming down with a cold. I’m sure he’ll be fine,” Jin reassured you. But you weren’t buying it.

“Then how come he was just acting so shady towards Hoseok when he hugged me?” You probably sounded like you expected Jin to have all the answers, but you weren’t okay with Jungkook’s miserable state, especially when he was fine before you left your home.

“That…Yeah, Y/N. I know why, but I’ll leave that for him to explain to you. That is, if he wants to,” he sighed, ruffling his brown hair.

“YAH! The food’s getting cold and insipid!” Yelled an annoyed Yoongi. The three of you all walk to the table, greeting the rest of the boys as you take your seat next to Jimin and Taehyung.

“Oh, Jungkook-ah is still in the restroom,” Seokjin explained. “I’ll go get him.” With that, he got up from the silent table and walked down the hall.

“Y/N-ah, what’s wrong with you? You look-” Taehyung started, but was soon stopped short of his sentence when he spotted a miserable Jungkook entering the dining room as he took a seat next to Namjoon.

Jin followed behind Jungkook, taking his previous seat, which was next to Jungkook and Namjoon. “Alright, shall we eat now?” Jin sighed as he grabbed his chopsticks, putting them into position.

“Thank you for the food!” everyone yelled, except for Jungkook. But, due to how loud and unharmonious everyone was, none of the boys picked up on his rare behavior. But you did.

“So, Jungkookie,” Taehyung hummed, giving him a small grin. “Is everything okay with your hormones? Is that why you’re being so moody?” Jungkook then snapped his head in Taehyung’s direction, quickly glancing at you before responding.

“No, Taehyung. My hormones are not raging. Just mind your own goddamn business,” he said in a calm, but cold tone. His rather hurtful tone shut up not only Taehyung, but the rest of the table, including you.

“Thanks again for coming with me, Tae,” you say as you turn your head to face your friend. You had asked Taehyung to take a walk with you after breakfast to talk about Jungkook. Out of the six, he was the closest to the Maknae.

“So, when did he start acting like this? I mean, he was fine at my house.” As you complained about your best friend’s behavior, Taehyung’s head shot up, his dark brown eyes locking with your own as he halted his steps.

“Oh, he’s very protective of you, Y/N. Especially now,” he sighed. Now…? “What do you mean now?! This is so fucking complicated!” You scream, your tone startling the older as you throw your hands in the air dramatically.

“Y/N, please calm down,” he tried in a soothing voice.

“I don’t want to calm down, Tae! Why is Jungkook acting up like this?! Is it because of me?! Maybe I should stop coming over to your dorms.” Your screaming turned into a high-pitched shriek due to how much you were fussing.

“No! Y/N, I’m sure that would just make things worse. Jungkook…” Taehyung was in deep thoughts and looked as if he was contemplating on whether or not he should continue his sentence.

His pink lips turned down into a frown as he furrowed his eyebrows, wringing his hands furiously behind his back.

“Y/N, I.. I can’t tell you. It’s just not my place. Jungkook should be the one to tell you what’s going on,” he sighed, taking one hand from behind his back to rub his neck awkwardly.

The sudden vibration in your back pocket stopped your rambling as you grabbed it out and read the message on the screen :

Jungkook : Where did you go?

Rolling your eyes playfully, you immediately reply to his message, completely oblivious to the fact that Taehyung was by your side.

Y/N : I’m fine, Jungkook. I just took a walk with Taehyung.

Jungkook : For what?

Y/N : I just needed to speak with him about something that’s been bothering me! Goddamn, Jungkook.

Jungkook : Well, sorry for caring. Fuck, is it a crime?!

Y/N : Jungkook, stop being an ass. Calm the hell down.

Y/N : In fact, don’t bother to bring your ass-like behavior to my house tonight. Taehyung will bring you your clothes.

With that, you turned off your phone, putting it on silent while doing so as you turn to - finally - acknowledge the stressed Taehyung. “Sorry for bringing you into this mess, Tae. I should’ve never even got myself into this.”

Taehyung did not answer, but there was no need to. For, the look in his glistening eyes said it all :

I understand

“Y/N, I’m sure he will tell you what’s going on soon enough,” he cooed, patting your back as his frown stretched into a reassuring smile.

Not anymore. I just told him he’s an ass. I’m sure he’s not gonna tell me shit.

“Yeah, about that… I’m gonna need you to come by my house to pick up Jungkook’s clothes,” you groan as you point to your car.

Instantly understanding the situation, Taehyung made a sound of approval as he grabbed your wrist, running towards your nearby car.

Once you got to your destination, Taehyung - being the gentleman he is - opened the door for you on the passenger side, and plopped into the driver seat after shutting your door.

There was no need to tell him where to go because he’s been over there with his hyungs multiple times, but they recently stopped their series of visitations for some unknown reason. But for some reason, you had a feeling that it had to do with Jungkook.

Buzz buzz

Another message, most likely from Jungkook.

You decided that whatever he had to say wasn’t important, most likely shooting back at your nasty comment about him. Brushing it off, you relaxed in your seat as you close your eyelids.

What was supposed to be a tranquilizing ride turned out to be a rather annoying one. Non-stop vibrations caused your backside to feel as if it was being tickled, so you grabbed it out of your back pocket and threw it down on the floor in disgust.

For the entire ride, Taehyung said nothing, but you didn’t mind.

What you didn’t know what that he was concerned about how your relationship with Jungkook will turn out. He was scared for the both of you, not knowing what move you or Jungkook might make.

Taehyung knew for a fact that if you did anything rash, like avoiding Jungkook, the Maknae would loose his mind due to how crazy he was for you.

How could it not be obvious that Jungkook is in love with her?

The steaming water poured down onto your fatigued body, calming your nerves the second it made contact with your skin. Your water bill was bound to be high, but you didn’t care.

You never took hour-long showers every day. But today was different. You were overly stressed. Not to mention fed up.

Finally turning off the water, you step out of the shower and get dressed, only to hear the faint sound of knocking.

“Y/N?” Called the voice, which sounded like your best friend, Jungkook.

But why was he in your house if you told him not to bother coming over? The answer was simple : he didn’t listen to you at all. After all, you aren’t his mother.

“Please come out,” he shouted, but in a calm way. Well, he did sound more under control than he did earlier this morning.

“Why are you here, Jungkook? Did Taehyung not give you your belongings?” You shoot, opening the door and stepping out of the bathroom.

“Y/N, please hear me out. I was so rude to everyone, and I-” he began, but you put a hand up, indicating for him to stop talking.

“No, Jungkook. You had no right to do that! Disrespecting Hoseok and Taehyung… Probably for something stupid, too! They were just trying to help you!” You shout, louder and more collected than you felt.

The Jungkook that was oh so calm, was now enraged as he clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white. “Don’t you get it?! Hoseok likes you!” He screamed, his face tinted red.

“It’s been obvious for weeks!”

*Flashback*

“Where’s Jungkook?” you demand, walking into the kitchen of the boys’ dorm. Jungkook was nowhere to be found, and you were deeply worried. Usually, he was the first one to greet you when you arrived at his home.

But today was different.

“No need to get all panicky, Y/N!” called Hoseok as he guided you to a love seat, sitting the both of you down. “He slept in later than usual, so he’s just changing out of his pajamas!”

“Okay. Maybe I’m just being too clingy,” you sigh as you sit back in the seat, snuggling with one of the pillows.

Hoseok then swung his arm around your shoulders as he leaned towards you, barely two centimeters away.

“Y/N, I don’t think you’re clingy. Plus,” he whispered, leaning in more as his breath hit the shell of your ear. “Who wouldn’t want you around them?”

After finishing his sentence, he turned his head slightly, pressing his soft lips against your cheek.

“Ahem,” grunted a voice coming from the hallway.

Almost jumping out of his skin, Hoseok turned to face a rather upset looking Jungkook.

“Oh, hi Jungkookie!” he yelled, straightening out his shirt nervously. “Y/N was getting so worried about you, I had to calm her down.”

“Yeah,” was all he said in return. Now focusing on you, he forced a small grin on his lips as he gestured for you to follow him outside.

After that day, Jungkook told you that you wouldn’t be able to go to the dorms as often as you used to. And if you asked why, he’d reply with ‘You need to focus more on your school work’ or ‘we’re busy with a new song’.

You never thought anything of Hoseok’s behavior.

But Jungkook knew what was going on.

He knew damn well what was going on

Now that you thought about it, Hoseok was acting unusually clingy. But what did that have to do with Jungkook?

“ISN’T IT OBVIOUS, Y/N?!” he screamed, his hands balling into fists as his knuckles turned white.

“I thought my love for you was visible in your eyes, but I guess they’re only on Hoseok right?!”

“Love…?” you breathe. “Jungkook, I -” you began, but were cut off by his screaming at you.

“NO! Do you know how long I’ve been wanting to tell you about my feelings for you? Do you know how much longer I knew you for?” he challenged, walking over to your dresser and leaning on it as he crossed his shaking hands over his chest.

“Jungkook, please,” you begged, sounding as desperate as you felt. “I’m sorry, I never knew you felt this way-” another interruption.

But this time, he decided to interrupt with his fist, throwing it towards the mirror beside him as both of you examined the now-shattered glass.

Bringing his fist back to his side, Jungkook took a long, deep sigh as he locked his fiery eyes on your own.

His reddened fist bled fiercely, yet he paid little attention to the wound. “Y/N… Why are you like this to me?” he questioned, but to be honest with yourself, you had no words for him.

“Maybe it’s best that we stay away from each other for a little while.” With that, Jungkook turned and stomped out of the silent room, slamming the wooden door in the process.

Your shocked state was finally broken as you allows your emotions to flood out of you, specifically your eyes.

You began to cry

Is Jungkook really mad at you, or did he just need time to think?

You were certain that he no longer wanted anything to do with you, as you crumpled to the ground and let your tears soak your clothes.

Anger, sadness, embarrassment, shame, and disbelief were all bubbling up in your chest. But most of all, it was a feeling of deep loss that latched onto your broken soul the most.

Jungkook was your life. You always thought about him, talked to him, laughed with him, and did everything with him. So how were you going to cope now that he was no longer available to you?

You needed a distraction, and you needed it now.

Peeling off your night clothes, you change into a bright red dress that clinged onto your thighs and added way more volume to your breast than what you actually had.

You shoved your feet into a pair of shiny black high heels and grabbed your purse as you walked out the door to your home.

Walking down to the nearby club that was about five minutes away, you call your friend, Seoyeon, and invited her to join you. Did you tell her why you randomly decided to dress up and go clubbing? No. You’d let the alcohol decide when it was right for her to know once you downed enough of it.

“I’ll be there in five,” Seoyeon replied, completely flattered that you called her to party with you.

Once you reached the noisy building, you stride up to the gaurd, pulling out your ID to show that you were over eighteen. With a nod of his head, the rather diesel man stepped aside, opening the door in the process.

Finally entering the room, you go straight to the bar as you take a seat next to a man, whose lap was occupied by a highly intoxicated woman.

On your right was another man, this one being alone, looking unhappy, even with hundreds of others who were smiling like idiots.

The guy was pretty handsome. His dark brown eyes were hooded and his lips were a light pink color, while his hair was raven black as it covered his forehead. His nose was round at the tip, reminding you of Jungkook’s

Jungkook…

Why did he have to pop up in your mind right now?

You cried about him earlier, but your tears dried, and now they threatened to fall into your cheeks once more as your eyes began to sting.

Too caught up in your thoughts to remember that you were staring at the handsome stranger next to you, the man locked eyes with yours, a concerned expression covering his face when he noticed your wet eyes.

“Um, sorry but… Are you alright, Miss?” The man asked, fully turning to face you.

Your breath hitched in your throat at the sound of his voice. It was deep, but yet soothing at the same time, and it helped you to calm down a bit.

“I-I’m fine,” you croaked, covering your mouth at the raspy sound.

“Really? You don’t seem okay, Miss,” he sighed, but decided not to push the situation any further.

Beckoning to one of the bartenders, the caring stranger ordered two Long Island cocktails, something you never heard of before.

Handing one to you, the man politely smiled as he held up his drink. Holding your drink up, as well, you lightly bumped your glass into his, laughing at his shocked face when some of the drink fell onto the tiled ground.

“Jinsoo,” he said, holding out his free hand in your direction.

“Y/N,” you reply, taking his hand in yours as you shake it. “Pleasure to meet you.”

Taking a sip of your drink, your eyes go wide as you gulp down more of the concoction. “What is this? It’s good!” You coo, licking your lips in satisfaction.

“It’s called a Long Island cocktail,” Jinsoo chuckled.

“It’s made of Tequila, Gin, Whiskey, White Rum, Vodka, sugar syrup, Coca Cola, and orange juice.”

“Wah!” You shout. “I never thought Coke and orange juice would be so tastey!” Gulping down the remaining liquid, you order two more, one for yourself and one for Jinsoo.

“Thanks, Sweetheart,” he grins as he takes the glass from your hands. “This is amazing, Jinsoo! Thanks for introducing it to me. I think this is what I needed,” you sigh as you sip on the substance, a little slower this time.

“Yeah, no problem.”

The two of you talked about nothing in particular, laughing and joking every other sentence. Jinsoo was a cool guy, and he aided you in distracting yourself from Jungkook.

All thoughts of him were out the window, or so you thought…

When you got a text from Seoyeon saying that she wouldn’t be able to join you at the club, you spent the rest of your time with Jinsoo, where the two of you got drunk after being introduced to multiple concoctions.

After you finished your second glass of the Long Island cocktail, you told Jinsoo that you wanted to introduce him to something new as well.

“Blue Hawaii,” you shout, shoving the glass in his face as he gladly took it from your grasp.

“What’s in it?” he challenged before taking a small sip.

“Light Rum, Vodka, Blue Curaçao Liqueur, pineapple juice, and sweet and sour mix,” you reply proudly after seeing the satisfied expression on the opposite’s face.

After sucking down the rest of the alcohol, Jinsoo then slammed the glass on the counter as he ordered who knows what for you to try? Bringing the glass to your hands, he guided it to your mouth as you took a sip, immediately melting in the taste.

“This is a Chocolatini,” he chanted with delight.

“It’s made with coffee creamer, Vodka, and chocolate liqueur. The chocolate syrup and sparkling sugar are on the rimming of the glass.”

“This is… Oh my god! It’s delicious, and it gives me some energy too,” you joked, hitting Jinsoo’s shoulder playfully when he rolled his eyes.

After about three more rounds of unknown substances, you pulled your knew friend onto the dance floor as you swayed your hips to the energizing music.

“Woah, Y/N! You’ve got some moves!” Jinsoo slurred as he staggered a bit, but soon found his balance when he place a hand on your shoulder.

Both of you were an intoxicated mess, as one would say, as the two of you giggled and played around on the dance floor instead of actually dancing. But, no one seemed to mind. After all, the drinks had gotten to them as well.

What you weren’t ready for was the sudden pang of sadness you felt deep in your stomach when you turned to your right and found a woman basically throwing herself onto a man. But not just any man.

The guy had dark brown hair, and he wore a black suit. His pink lips were parted, revealing what looked like bunny teeth, and his nose was unmistakably rounded at the tip.

You were quite close to the two, which allowed you to hear what the girl said next. “Jungkook, baby, maybe we could go to that back room over there?” she asked as she lifted a hand to point to a room a the corner that was currently empty.

Jungkook…

As the male turned to follow the girl’s finger, his dark orbs locked with yours, causing your fluttering heart to skip, not one beat, but multiple beats as your breath hitched in your throat.

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The Zoo, Animals, Clowns... OMG the supernatural is real...

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

A/N: Welcome to week 8 of the SPN Hiatus Writing Challenge brought to us by our very own @thing-you-do-with-that-thing, im pleased to bring you another fic inspired once more by my favorite show. Once more please ignore any grammer and spelling errors throughout this fic. And if this fic makes your fancys tickle please give it some love.

Prompt: “Where the fuck did that clown come from?”

Plot: set in our time we all have those hallucinations where we see something and we think it is real. Like I mean your walking and you see something out of the corner of your eye and you look again and its there but you ask someone else about it but they claim its fake… well your at the zoo with your loving boyfriend Jensen and your 2 best friends obviously Misha and Jared, all of you are walking along you see a clown what happens when you find out that the clown is actually an apparition….

Once upon a time, in the magical city of Vancouver, BC around 9pm you were in your apartment anxiously awaiting the arrival home of your moi caliente boyfriend. He always arrived home by this point, you were always doing the normal making him dinner that’s when you smiled and looked around.

You could feel something watching you, you could feel something creeping round. Then you felt like it was something haunting you so you took a few precautions. You salted the windows and doors, but most importantly you grabbed the iron fire place poker and brought it back to the kitchen with you. Sure your boyfriend would be a little concerned for your sanity but he would be happy to know your keeping you and the apartment safe.

About half an hour later the door clicked and you heard the familiar steps of your boyfriend, “hey babe whatever your cooking in there smells mighty fine…” Jensen came up to you and wrapped his arms around you from behind. He buried his face in the crook of your neck and you smiled, “how was filming?”

Jensen kissed your neck as he said,

“long and frustrating cause no matter what we did they had us redo every single scene like fight scene cause our stunt guys weren’t there today so Jared and I got to do our own scenes. Damn babe I know we just saw eachother like this morning but you are even more hot and alluring right now than earlier like I say we skip dinner and go straight to bed for some us time.”

You could only smile feeling his lips brush against your neck, his hands sliding down your waist, his body flush with yours supporting your balance, your knees ready to buckle from underneath you. “well we still have 30 minutes to wait till the meat is done… what do you suggest my love…”

You felt him spin you round turning off the stove top in the process as he lifted you up against the counter. “I suggest we do it right here right now in our apartment where I see you have once more taken precautions against the supernatural… you are a wonderful woman, what did you see this time…” Jensen said with a kiss to your nose as you shivered and softly said, “jay, I’m not entirely sure I mean it knocked over and broke the vase in the living room and disappeared as soon as I saw him so I stuck salt everywhere, Jay it kinda looked like a clown… but Im not entirely sure.”

Jay knew he had to do something to make you feel safe again and this time he was gonna take your mind off it… “babe I know your freaked and you need a distraction so here is what im proposing… me you jared and misha go to the zoo tomorrow and we make a day out of it… we just fool around and have a good time… what do you say??”

All you could do was smile as you nodded and kissed him softly. Wrapping your legs round his waist as he lifted your tank top off as you did his shirt. Everything happened quickly after that minus getting interrupted by the oven timer, but that was where Jensen took over and took them out like you had taught him years ago.

Your dinner got left in the fridge, neither of you ended up eating that night you just ended up doing the deed on the couch and falling asleep on the couch as well.. thank god for those big fuzzy rectangle sectionals right…

2 of them placed side by side with a air mattress on it made the perfect place for both you and Jensen that night. For neither of you worried when the other was near. Morning soon was shining through the window and once more you woke on the chest of your beloved man, this ofcourse was nothing new to you.

Like always you traced circles on his chest and listened to his heart beat as he slept. Occasionally feeling him shift and pull you closer made your heart skip a beat. He made you smile and he made you laugh. Everyday you spent with him made everything worth living for.

About 10 minutes later you felt his lips kiss your forehead, “morning sweetheart… been awake long?” you looked up at him and smiled as you kissed him,

“not too long I was tracing your chest, thinking of what our future is gonna look like especially considering that today is our 3 year anniversary… which I got you a gift and yes I know we said we weren’t gonna do gifts but I know you have been wanting this…”

You reached behind you and grabbed the box with the gift in it and you opened it as you placed it on his chest:

His expression turned to one of joy as you smiled letting him put the watch off to the side and pull you close again and he His expression turned to one of joy as you smiled letting him put the watch off to the side and pull you close again, he took your hands and cupped your cheek.

“Thank you babe I love it that Rolex looks customized & it also looks expensive I'll wear it today… now you will get your gift later when we are at the zoo… but right now I have another gift for you… Y/N would you ever consider trying for a baby with me???”

Your eyes lit up as you saw Jensen smiling you didn't know how to respond. You felt as though your voice may betray you. “Of course but what happened to tradition?” You felt his arms pull your face to look at him as he said, “tradition is nothing if nothing to live for… you are my world Y/N and I wouldn't be who I am today if not for you…”

This was something that you had been waiting for for a long time as the fans texts and posts started coming in as they all wished you guys a happy anniversary… you guys spent some more time in bed before Jared and Misha video called both of you and basically said that in 5 minutes they would be in the apartment to drag you the zoo…

That made you and Jensen put on robes and make breakfast to eat before they got there… the front door was opened while you guys were eating… in walked Jared and Misha they looked at both of you sitting in your robes at the counter eating breakfast as Misha said, “is there extra???” You pointed to the pan and ushered him to help himself…

Jared patted Jensen on the shoulder as he said, “dude do you even know what your wearing today?” Jay looked at you and smiled,

“ya my new watch and something babe here will think looks amazing on me… and guys we should tell you first but the plan is still happening but the other question I asked her this morning, the one that I discussed with the team yesterday morning and was a big ok… Y/N and I are gonna try for a baby…”

You smiled as Jay got patted by the guys and you glowed, all you could do was show on your face how happy you were… “Jared & Misha why don't both of you make yourselves comfortable while Jay and I get ready…” you got up and were embraced by both Jared and Misha as they went into the living room as you and Jay went to your room and you stood infront of your sink and only breathed deeply.

Jensen came up behind you and felt you breathe as he said, “babe you ok?” You nodded and smiled leaning into Jensen as he said, “you should wear your blue dress the new one and I'll wear the blue short sleeve plaid shirt and my black khaki shorts…”

you smiled knowing exactly what Jensen was talking bout you could only imagine what he was planning for the zoo… but you didn't care it was gonna be an amazing day with your boyfriend and your best friends.

Then it was time you went to the closet with your babe and he grabbed your dress and you grabbed his khakis and shirt. Heading back to get dressed Jensen kept fooling round and pulling you down on him and you kept giggling, only God knew what Jared and Misha were thinking… finally after picking your shoes and bag you and Jensen exited the bedroom only to get oogled by the guys. There was alot of giggles from you as all of you exited the apartment.

Jensen took a million photos and when you all got to the zoo, there was a very very solem chance that right then, there was gonna be an amazing event. You looked around and smiled knowing nothing would help what you saw except to try and forget about it. You took the map and started looking at where every animal was…

There was nothing of more value and importance during your entire trip than spending time goofing off, taking photos, laughing, and lots of mushy photos done by you and Jensen. You would be scrapbooking these photos for weeks but you didn’t know that when you all stopped for a rest something else was gonna get photographed.

Jensen could feel the ring box burning in his pocket, all this time he had only imagined what this moment would feel like and he had run this through his mind a thousand times. All he had was yours, and only this morning had you agreed to try for a baby with him, and now he was gonna make things even better…

As you twirled round in your dress the guys sat on the near by bench and smiled Jensen watched you dance in the sunshine and he imagined how good it would be to propose to you right there, right then he got up and joined your dance. You let him and you could feel the love flowing off him as you leaned your head against his chest you smiled as he said,

“Y/N in all our years together never had I ever imagined that we would have made it this far but with everything we have been through together seems like a long time. On today though in front of Jared and Misha I want to say this: all this time ive dreamed of our future together and what it may look like, ive also loved how you just let me sleep in the morning and don’t get angry when we are in bed early and you never get bored of just living your life with me. Quite frankly I never want this to end, so I have a question: Y/N will you marry me???”

He pulled out the ring:

And you could feel your facial expressions change instantly as he knelt to one knee and you could only smile as you nodded, “yes…” Jensen put the ring on your finger got up and spun you around. You had no idea that when he would put you down both you and him would see the same clown you had seen the night before.

No sooner had Jensen put you down than both of you heard a creepy laugh and turned only to fall to the ground having gotten knocked over by something. Jensen helped you up as he got up and said, “are you okay?” you started crying as you started panicking, making everything around you go fuzzy as your tears clouded your eyes.

Jensen waved the guys over and said, “boys we gotta go now whatever knocked us over wasn’t natural… and whatever it is its targeting me and Y/N we need to stop it now… and how do we hunt…” you spoke after a few moments, “by finding out first what we are up against… then we can kill some sons of bitches and raise a little hell…”

You leaned into Jensen’s embrace for a while until Jared and Misha came round on either side of you and took all of you back to the car which took all of you back to the apartment. Where you turned on the episode of supernatural (season 2.02) with the clowns and although the guys had a good laugh you were still worried.

“This has to be a Rakshasa…” you muttered but just loud enough to catch Jensen’s ear… as he said,

“excuse me a Rakshasa as in that freaky clown thing from season 2… oh that’s why we are watching this episode… cause you are trying to put the pieces together. I want you to keep working on this piece it together im gonna go get something from the closet… something that I had put aside just as a precaution incase this thing you were seeing turned out to actually be real…”

You could only feel the pressure being lifted somewhat knowing that your fiancé didn’t think you were insane but you sighed softly as you watched Jensen walk towards the bedroom… “how can you be sure its this Y/N?” Jared asked as you intently studied the episode, “all the signs are there but the question is why/how the hell is it real?”

You tried to pull this out of your head, piecing it together slowly from the sightings stated by a few people to what you and Jensen had seen… everyone had reported the same thing you saw and it scared you… it scared you cause you were just starting your life with Jensen but you had to defeat this issue first before even thinking about continuing your lives together but then Jensen came back into the room..

He dropped a duffle bag on the carpet and you jumped getting startled as Jared said, “dude is this what I think it is?” you looked at Jensen who just nodded and said,

“Y/N, I love you and I’m so sorry I kept this from you but Jared and I met long before the show and our roles, we had worked together before that… we had worked together as hunters. And yes the kind that is in the show. This just confirms our suspicions, someone in our reality has brought the Supernatural out of the show. Now who that is, has yet to be solved but we have been doing this since just before we started dating, I always thought I wouldn’t have to tell you… not this soon… I mean Jared did you tell Gen?”

You Misha and Jensen looked at Jared who shoke his head and he said, “no cause she would just worry…” at that moment you pulled out your phone and called Gen who answered right away,

Y/N: “Hey Gen hows it going?”

Gen: “Y/N I saw the photo that Jared sent congratulations girl!!!”

Y/N: “thanks though it seems our boys have been hiding things from us do you want to hear it from me or hear it from them… or just a quick version…???”

Gen: “is this the kind of thing where I should assume they have been doing it for a while…”

Y/N: “Gen lets just say that the world of the Supernatural is real and our guys are hunters in the show and in reality… and they think that someone in our reality is bringing creatures from the show into our reality… this creature that is terrorizing me and Jay is a Rakshasa… or in otherwords a clown…”

Gen: “the one from… wait, Where the fuck did that clown come from?”

You knew what she was getting at and you stopped her,

Y/N: “yes the one from 2.02 but one thing disturbs me it hasn’t killed anyone yet so why would it just be lurking… anyway we will discuss it at some point I figured tho that I would give you the heads up incase our men decide to take it on themselves…”

Gen: “hun ill be there as soon as I can… just hold them down till I get there…”

After she said that you both hung up the phone and you looked at Jared and Jensen,

Y/N: “its your fault guys you’re the ones who lied to us… bout your extra curriculars. Now if you guys want to make it up to us let us help you, let us help defeat every single stupid son of a bitch out there so we can all live happily ever after…”

Jensen: “no Y/N its too dangerous… and plus…”

Jared: “we already worry enough about you and Gen we didn’t tell you guys cause…”

Jensen: “cause we were protecting you and besides would you have let us go on that wilderness weekend if you knew we were hunting a werewolf?”

Y/N: “A WEREWOLF YOU TOLD ME THAT IT WAS JUST A RELAXATION WEEKEND AND THAT’S WHAT WE THOUGHT YOU WERE DOING WHILE WE WERE BINGING SUPERNATURAL… YOU LIED TO US AND THAT’S NOT OK… NOT EVEN IN THE SLIGHTEST…”

At that moment after you calmed down Gen walked in and she glared at jared and approached you with loving arms,

Gen: “you boys have some nerve hiding this from us especially you Jared you hid this from me but worse you had Jay hide it from Y/N after everything that’s happened we deserved the truth…”

Jensen: “would both of you just calm down please and listen… Jared and I yes we lied but it really was to protect you… Both of you cause we knew that if you both found out about this, that neither of you would be safe… we never meant for you guys to find out this way…”

Jared: “we always meant to tell you both at the right moment, but we didn’t want you to worry more than you already do on a daily basis… we always wanted this to be a family thing… cause that’s what we all are is family and right now this family is in danger…”

Misha: “we need to do this with skill cause any one of us could be the next target…”

Y/N: “boys we hear what you all are saying but Gen and I have a small secret of our own… those classes we have been taking the ones we claimed were yoga classes, are actually self defense classes. They include tae kwan doe and kick boxing… we just finished the tae kwan doe sessions graduated full black belts just last week… which is why jay when we spar I can whope your ass… but I still love you… and Jared is right we are a family… and back home the family that sticks together is one that has no regrets…”

Gen then came up to you and whispered in your ear and then you went to the bedroom and came out with some picture frames… you then had Gen help you hang them around the living room… it was the set of frames you had sent from home they looked as follows:

Your eyes lit up as you put these up on the walls and felt Jensen watching you the entire time.

You decided to let the guys stare at those ones before you put up the last 2 because they were custom ones you had done before you started dating Jensen.

As soon as Jensen saw that one you knew he had his mind made up… he knew that you were serious… he felt you brush passed him to put up the last one the one that truly mattered…

Jensen: “babe what are all these? Since when did you have these?”

Y/N: “since my best friend back home found them and sent them to me… and now I want to finally put them up to make this place more homie…”

Gen: “well I think this looks amazing definitely more homie… now some engagement photos need to be taken to show the fans… exactly what happiness has befallen us… cause we have been a family from the beginning and right here right now I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else… so Jensen Y/N we are gonna do panel shots… so just start one way and make it beautiful…”

Well Gen set up the camera as Jensen had you slide your ring off for a moment to recreate the moment for these shots..

Shot 1: Jensen kneeling in front of you holding the ring… you saying yes…

Shot 2: Jensen sliding the ring on your finger

Shot 3, 4, 5: Jensen standing to spin you round

Shot 6: Jensen setting you down and leaning his forehead against yours

Shot 7: a sunset kiss with a blur in it…

After that photoshoot and not really anything to eat you and Jensen sat there with everyone else as the photos were taken off the camera and placed to the television to see how they came out…You squealed and made a note to send every single one of these photos to your best friend but then when it got to the final one you stopped it and there was a brief moment of terror that made you go into shock.

Y/N: “the clown that blur is the clown that’s it this clown is toast… we need to get rid of it now or its not gonna stop..”

Jensen: “everyone is staying here till we figure this out and right now we need to check for EMF or anything like that.. and if we do this right it will have everything figured out in no time… but everyone works together… and no one leaves alone..”

Jared: “way ahead of you dude ive been keeping an eye on the EMF the current reading is this…”

Misha: “whatever this is its still here… so what do we want to do while we all wait for this thing to attack?”

Gen: “ooo Jay, Y/N we should get the wedding planning starting with the date?”

You and Jensen nodded and you all gathered round the television and you guys decided to try and pick whether or not you wanted a spring or a winter wedding…

Jared: “well you guys met in the early winter right?”

Y/N: “ya we did but…”

Jensen: “oh I get it hun how do you feel about getting married in a winter wonderland?”

You only smiled and nodded kissing his cheek as you had smiled,

Y/N: “Saturday 9th of December 2017… if we are getting married it will be this year and nothing will stop us… but how bout instead of a winter wedding we do a masquerade theme…”

Gen: “next, what style do you want for your Save the dates cause those need to get out right away…”

You and Jensen scrolled through the sites… and found one that looked interesting and so you took a saved version of the photo with the wording and all…

Just like that things seemed more real… now since you guys were ordering those right away you figured you would order the invites at the same time… course what could go wrong right…

While looking at invites your head snapped up and you shivered, Jensen noticed this and pulled you close,

Jensen: “Y/N baby you ok?”

Y/N: “jay its here its in the building its coming… Jay we need to salt everything we need to protect ourselves..”

Just as you all were about to start salting everything you got tossed back against the wall in the bedroom and whatever it was held you by the throat and its laughter shook the walls as Jensen said, “hey ghosty back away from my fiancé…”

Jensen swung the iron fire poker and you fell to the floor… you started coughing and trying to catch your breath… but you felt a little better in Jensen’s arms… he took you back to the couch and held you as the others surrounded the living room area in a huge salt circle…

Jensen: “for the record baby I like the masq Idea and you know what it will be fantastic…”

Sooner than not Gen had done up the invite and she turned to Jensen and you, “you guys want to see your invitation… this totally fits with what im thinking for your theme…”

Both you and Jensen smiled and took charge of instructing her to create the rest of the templates for this look and slowly everything started falling into place.. that night you had ordered the stationary, booked the venue, booked the DJ, decided on the florist, picked a few pictures of cakes, and by the end of all that you and Jensen were exhausted, Misha had fallen asleep on the floor Jared was relaxing into the sofa waiting for Gen and you were still nestled into Jay with worry…

Yes for now you had gotten rid of the clown ghost but for how long would that last… the weeks went by and your stuff had slowly come in.. all the invites and things started coming in… you made sure that in pen you wrote on the reception cards that it was gonna be a masq… piece by piece.. you and jensen even choose your song list.. for the bride and groom dance, the father daughter and a special number that you and him would do together… one that no one else would know about…

You and Jensen would take small breaks inbetween finding your attire to practice your musical number as a couple to be performed during the reception… as part of who you both are as a couple, to show the world just who you both are…

Finally it was the night before and everything had been set in place and just as you and Jay were just about to enter your apartment you were stopped by Jared and Gen,

Jared: “ok both of you step away from eachother, you both have had your last day of freedom together now we unfortunately have to separate you both… sadly this is how it has to be..”

Gen: “come on Y/N I have a bag of yours packed and your bridal attire and gear is in the car we are going to stay at the Hotel near the venue don’t worry you will be there in plenty of time before the wedding starts.. and hun don’t be nervous…”

Y/N: “well my love I think they are hinting at us to be away from eachother but tomorrow there is no telling what will happen… im just glad im gonna be Mrs Y/N Ackles tomorrow…”

Jensen: “me too and don’t worry if anything at all tries to disrupt our day they will live to regret it…”

Soon after that and a bit of smooching from you and Jensen, Gen pulled you away and you walked in silence thinking about how wonderful it will be to not only see all your friends and family but to become the wife to a man who stole your heart from the first time you met…

Today you were Y/F/N Y/L/N but tomorrow you were gonna be the wife to a guy who made your heart soar on the clouds… you were so excited you were surprised you got sleep.. when Gen and you woke the next morning you texted Jay,

Y/N :‘morning babe I miss you.. ill be the one in white walking down the aisle…’

Jay: ‘morning I missed waking up with you this morning… it will be nice to not leave the bed for a while…’

Y/N: ‘I know but hey think about it this way if we get through the day uninterrupted then that will be a new record..’

Jay: ‘what about you is getting put together right now…’

Y/N: ‘my hair or at least she is starting it… we will be badass and we will be amazing we will have amazing lives from now to forever…’

Jay: ‘of course now jared is trying to shove me into my attire ill see you soon my love…’

Gen came over to you and she smiled,

Gen: “well your hair is gonna be fully finished after we get you in your dress… and then we can go to the gift shop and get you something blue… so what do you say walking round the hotel in bare feet or slippers if you prefer, and in your wedding dress…”

You grabbed your pj’s off of you knowing full well that this was nothing new to Gen, she knew exactly what you were going through for a few years before you and Jay had been there for them… well that was one day that you were gonna forget… but today it was your turn… Gen turned you around a thousand times as you both giggled… laughing and making this feel as fun as it is supposed to be…

Finally she pulled out your dress..

You had done many fitting with the dress just for the fun of it you had even done a photoshoot in your dress secretly without Jensen knowing it was during their guys weekend for Jensens bachelor party…

You Gen and your best friend had gone to do this photoshoot… you then got the photos printed out and you spent the rest of the evening putting together this scrapbook for Jay… that was a while back and now you were ready to put it on… when you did your eyes lit up in wonder…

Y/N: “Gen you would think I would be completely nervous right now but im not and the strange thing is I think something bad is gonna happen during the reception… what if im wrong…”

Gen handed you your cape after she finished zipping up your dress, she then pulled out the camera and she smiled,

Gen: “ok turn slowly so I can get some good shots of the cap from the front…”

You did what she asked and you later saw the phtos… you squealed as you spun round happily today was gonna be perfect. As you slipped into your slippers and left the room with Gen to go down to the giftshop to get something blue…

You no sooner started down the hall than people started bowing cause they thought you were royalty… you had no idea what was gonna happen… you knew you wanted to be attached to Jensen forever and you knew that this was how you were gonna do it… no sooner had you and Gen entered the gift shop than you were grabbed but security caught the guy before he could get you too far… Gen took the bracelet paid for it and took you back up to the room where she then made a call putting it on speaker…

Jared: “hey Gen hows everything on your end…”

Gen: “not good Y/N just got assaulted like she almost got kidnapped and she is now nto saying anything she is freaked… maybe we should let them talk… I mean she hasn’t said anything since it happened 5 minutes ago…”

Jared: “of course I mean Jay is right here but I mean she isn’t hurt is she?”

Gen: “no she isn’t she is just a little shaken…”

Jared called for jay to come take the phone as Gen handed you hers and you put it to your ear,

Jay: “hey baby are you hurt?”

Y/N: “no but im a little scared… Jay he almost took me away from you…”

You started to cry as you heard Jensen soothe you,

Jay: “its ok baby look cliff is on his way to pick up you and Gen and bring you to the wedding… ok, we will see eachother very soon baby… ok just don’t think about it... think about how it will be to be married…”

Y/N: “it will be awesome…”

It was then that you started thinking happy thoughts as you hung up the phone… Gen came up to you and smiled fixing your hair and texting cliff which room you were in and where… it was a matter of time before cliff texted that he was outside your room to which Gen went and opened the door and he could only smile,

Cliff: “Y/N you look fantastic Jensen is one lucky fellow… now lets get both of you lovely looking ladies to the hall…”

Y/N: “thank you Cliff, for everything…”

Cliff extended his arms to you and Gen as he carried your back packs as well and you were safe… the veil was going on when you arrived at the hall… you had another half an hour to wait to relax and calm down as you sat in your room you focused on your breathing… until a knock at the door startled y0u, you went over to the door and peered through the hole as you saw that it was Jared and your Father outside you opened the door…

Jared: “sir may I present your daughter… don’t worry the groom doesn’t look nearly as good as she does…”

You hugged Jared and then hugged your dad who had taken time from the navy to come and see you get married…

Your Dad: “I brought you something my dear… remember when you were training to be a officer of the law and you moved before you could pick up your badge or your certificate… well I called in a few favors to get you set up to be apart of the international police force… as your father and commanding naval officer im honored to present you with this Badge wear it with pride and keep it on you at all times…”

You squealed and hugged him again after a stern handshake…

Jared: “I just received word for me to get my ass out there they are ready to start… Y/N keep that badge in your purse we will announce it to the house when the reception starts… we need to start lining up Jay is at the alter…”

Your Dad: “you ready baby girl…”

Y/N: “of course but wait Jared are we sure nothing is gonna go wrong?”

Jared: “we took every single precaution there is nothng can go wrong…”

You breathed in and smiled knowing that in a few moments you would be married and that everyone was here to celebrate with you… it was then that you held onto your fathers arm and Jared removed your cape and you were led down the hall… to where everyone had lined up… Y/F/N was standing there with Misha, Gen was standing with Jared and you were standing attached to your dad…

You then heard the music, the familiar sound as you watched everyone start walking but you find your feet at first… till the song picked up… you felt like you were gonna fall but your dad was holding on so tight you weren’t gonna get the chance to fall… that’s when you started walking… as soon as you entered through that door, you felt like everything was falling into place but as Gen, Y/F/N, Jared & Misha all took their places your eyes locked with Jensen’s…

You knew you were home… you reached the top of the aisle where you kissed your dad on the cheek and he placed your hand in Jensen’s. after the catholic ceremony (to be posted in a separate post…) this was said,

Priest: “it is my great privilege in the name of the Father, the son an the holy ghost to pronounce these 2 husband and wife… will you all stand and welcome Mr. and Mrs. Jensen and Y/N Ackles…”

Everyone stood and clapped for you and Jensen… as you descended the aisle… feeling like a completely new woman you knew that there was a big price for what you and Jensen were but for this day there was no price there was no variables there was just uncomplicated love…

You all knew one day you would defeat that evil clown but nothing was gonna ruin this day… and that’s when you said, “you know what our tale is as old as time…”

#spn hiatus writing challenge 2017 #spn hwc - week 8

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You Are My World, My Life, MY LIght... Forever Be My Queen...

Prompt: (Dialouge prompt) “I’m alive… I can tell because of the pain.”

Pairing: Gabriel x Reader

A/N: welcome to week 11 of @thing-you-do-with-that-thing’s SPN hiatus Writing Challenge… this also happens to be part 2 of my week 6 fic… I appreciate the love for all these fics and right now I don’t know where this one will take us, but as always give this some love and ignore any spelling grammer and ignorant errors in this fic…

Plot: its been only a few weeks since the day when your heart got torn away from you, your love had been ripped away from you… you now realized with each passing moment that went by you were loosing time… you had to find a way to bring him back… but how????

Part 1

The ring Gabriel gave you has been the key to bringing him back. You discover this about 3 weeks after watching him die.

You have been working with your brothers almost nonstop trying to devise a plan to put Lucifer back in the cage. To do that though you require Gabriel’s help and finding a way to bring him back has been very difficult. Cas didn’t have many options either having never brought an angel back.

You are showering after a restless night of little sleep

You haven’t taken the ring off since you put it on. Every day you look at it and silently cry for a few minutes.

On this particular day having never officially consumated your love you are feeling especially sad. You hold the ring against your cheek and whisper "Gabe I miss you so much, " then you kiss the jewel in the ring. It sparkles and light flashes all around you. Suddenly Gabe is standing in front of you in the shower. You kiss, oblivious to the lack of cover. His hands roam over you and a sigh escapes you..

Gabriel picks you up and holds you against the wall. He sildes himself into you breaking the barrier that held your innocence, for the first time in a long time you felt like you were home. His steady rhythm and intense kissing is all you notice as Gabe gives all his pent-up love to making love to you.

After the shower ends and you both are laying on your bed, Gabriel holds you close but winced as he did so.

You look up at him.

Y/N: "Are you ok? Are you even alive? How did you come back?"

Gabriel looks down at you.

Gabriel: "Oh I'm alive. I can tell from the pain."

You begin to apologise but he stops you.

Gabriel: "Don’t even think of apologising. You have nothing to apologise for. I enjoyed every second in that shower. It was your constant devotion to me and the kiss on the jewel along with the confession of love that allowed me to come back."

You weren’t even worried at that moment how your brothers would react, I mean you had broken away from them shortly after witnessing the love of your life, your soulmate die…

Y/N: “when you died a part of me died with you… for the first time since that moment I feel like I’m alive again… though my brothers tried to help me cope with that, I left them I ventured off on my own… they haven’t been able to convince me to come back or even let them see me… I can’t go back to living with them not until we find out how to tell them…”

Gabe: “they really didn’t take it well when they found out that I was your soulmate… especially Sam… but I think they only have…”

Y/N: “they only have my best interests at heart but they are my family… and right now I don’t even care what happens to me as long as I have you I can’t be harmed…”

Gabe: “even though that’s true babe you can’t do anything that will alert any of my brothers that I’m back… right now my brothers are trying to convince yours to be their vessels for the apocalypse.. we have to stop my brothers especially Lucifer from gaining Sam as a vessel… if Michael gains Dean things should be ok… if your brothers come in contact with you after being taken over as vessels my brothers will know I’m back…”

Y/N: “but then how do we find out if my brothers have said yes or not…”

Gabe tightened his arms around you as he kissed your forehead…

Gabe: “lets not worry bout that right now… we can worry bout it after we get settled into life together…”

You snuggled in and felt his hands on your sides… you both fell asleep together and happy.. the only thing that would make things worse would be the angels finding out Gabriel was back… they would come after both of you… they wouldn’t be able to harm either of you but they would certainly try…

There was one thing you were certain of: right there you were the happiest that you had been in weeks… everything was perfect…

You got the occasional text from your brothers but it had been days since the last text… you weren’t worried though you knew your brothers would get through whatever mess they were in…

You felt your mind slide into an unconscious state for the first time in a long time you had a peaceful sleep… but in your dream you watched in flashes your brothers getting thrown around and bloody and beaten while being pulled in opposite directions of light and fire…

This dream so vivid so realistic snapped you right out of your sleep… you sat straight up and was heavily breathing by the time Gabriels hands had you turned facing him as you snapped back to the sound of his voice…

Gabriel: “Y/N babe its ok its ok…”

Y/N: “my brothers are in trouble… I had a dream, well more like visions.. they were being beaten, thrown around and they were being pulled away from eachother and it felt so real it looked as vivid as im looking at you right now… it scared me…”

Gabriel had to think for a moment before lifting your chin to gaze into your tear filled eyes and smiling lightly as he wiped your eyes…

Gabriel: “how did it look when they were being pulled apart…”

Y/N: “Dean was being pulled into some sort of bright light, Sam was being pulled into the fire… Gabe it seemed so real…”

Gabriel: “I am too my love, perhaps you should try calling one of your brothers… you know maybe a gesture of some kind…”

You smiled as Gabe handed you your phone and held you close as you dialed Dean’s phone… the other end clicked as you could hear someone else on the other end breathing…

Y/N: “Dean it’s me…”

Ellen: “Y/N…”

You were shocked that it was Ellen who answered the phone… you were now fearful for your brothers safety…

Y/N: “Ellen is everything ok? Where is dean?”

Ellen: “that’s what I would like to know he and Sam were supposed to meet me and Jo at the roadhouse to try and check out those rings they nipped from 3 of the horsemen but they haven’t shown up yet… or well I guess they were here cause the impalas here and so is dean’s phone but they aren’t those boys have disappeared...”

You gasped and held onto Gabe’s hand… you felt the air get caught in your throat, you didn’t know what would come out of your mouth as gabe looked at you and nodded…

Y/N: “Ellen I’m bringing reinforcements and coming to the roadhouse… and I don’t know how much my brothers told you bout my soulmate and who he is but I managed to bring him back from the dead and he is gonna help us… he wants to help for me… plus he is one of the good guys he is just a brother caught between 2 brothers in a war dating back centuries… he would have been forced to choose sides if not for me…”

Ellen: “yes they told me and I say follow your heart sweety but are you sure about all of it I mean both you and your soulmate should be extremely…”

Y/N: “Ellen we know we need to be careful but there are so many things about to happen… ive seen it and that’s part of the reason why I was calling… I wanted to make sure they were ok… I guess I need a sparring partner to make sure im not too rusty to rescue my brothers…”

Ellen: “I think we can work something out… i guess we will see you soon ish… where bouts are you?”

Y/N: “just outside of san Francisco… It was nice place to be for a while I mean I dealt with the occasional ghost thing but that was it… this place is really quiet…”

Ellen: “alright safe travels kiddo…”

You hang up the phone and Gabe gives you a hug.

Gabriel: “great we are both caught in the war between our brothers…”

Y/N: “it’s like we can’t choose sides and we can’t deny eachother seemingly enough from what ellen said it sounded like my brothers were accepting my choice to pursue my soulmate… I guess we need to get dressed in order to go to save my brothers…”

He places a gentle kiss on your forehead to reassure you.

Gabriel: “don’t worry my flower you and I will be together forever… I mean you will be given a chance for immortality once you meet Michael… we have to either be blessed by Michael or we have to have him present at our wedding… which of course you want your little family at our wedding but…”

Gabriel pulls out a ring and looks at you…

Gabriel: “Y/N will you marry me…?”

Y/N: “yes of course I will… and I would love to meet Michael… but we need to save my brothers too…”

Gabe slid the ring on your finger making it official… You both get dressed and you pack your few belongings. Then Gabe snaps his fingers and you are both standing with Ellen and Jo in the Roadhouse, you were instantly pursued by a big hug from Ellen and a huge long lasting hug from Jo…

Ellen: “oh darling its been far too long… really I mean its such a far out of the way place to live hun… don’t worry Jo will help keep you more calm…”

Jo: “its been far too long.. what did you forget how to pick up the phone… come girl let me get you something descent to wear…”

Jo went then for another hug and ran upstairs to grab you something else to wear… as ellen turned to Gabriel and smiled…

Ellen: “you must be Gabriel… im ellen…”

Gabe: “its very nice to meet the person whose been like a mother to my beloved Y/N…”

Ellen: “well im happy that she is happy… I mean ever since that mark appeared on her thigh she had been wondering who was on the other end of that, but now I can see she is in very good hands…”

Y/N: “thank you ellen… I just hope we can find my brothers… when you spoke to them did they say anything, anything at all to try & tip you off that they were being pursued…”

Ellen only shoke her head…

Ellen: “no they didn’t they only said that if anything happened to them at all at any point I was to contact you…”

Y/N: “ill be right back…”

You ran out to the impala and you found: Sam’s laptop, Dean’s keys, and a bunch of papers tracking Pestilence…

You grabbed everything and went inside… you walked in to see Jo coming towards you with a set of clothes… she grabbed your hand and dragged you towards the bathroom and she put the clothes on the counter…

Jo: “ok girl strip down im gonna help you get hunt ready… also we agreed that you would throw those clothes out the next time I saw you… I have had this outfit ready for a while.. go ahead take a look…”

You then looked and saw the most shockingly amazing clothes…

You smiled as you hugged Jo and she started helping you get into your new outfit… this one would forsure knock anyone on their ass… you loved having Jo as your best friend…

You stood in the mirror with everything on except the jacket and you smiled..

Y/N: “jo I love it… but my hair… what are we doing with my hair it cant stay like this…”

Jo: “your hair wont be an issue when im done…turn away from the mirror your not allowed to peak…”

After about 10 minutes of her pulling twisting and braiding your hair, you were finally allowed to look in the mirror…

Jo: “ok you look amazing keep your eyes closed while I come in front of you with a portable mirror… trust me girl, you look amazing…”

You heard her and waited patiently keeping your eyes closed till you felt her right in front of you…

Jo: “ok open your eyes girl…”

You did as told and in the mirror you saw your hair and smiled bigger…

for when you saw this it was like you were seeing you for the first time in months… you hugged Jo instantly and before you walked out she handed you your new jacket and you felt amazing…

when you walked out you knew you would get some longing looks… especially from a certain angel but you didn’t know what Ellen would say…

Jo: “may I present the new and improved hunt/rescue ready… Y/N…”

You came out from behind Jo as Ellen looked like she was about to cry…

Ellen: “oh hon you look so beautiful…”

You turned next to Gabe who was instantly in front of you...

Gabe: “oh babe you look amazing… I think I have an idea for finding and rescuing Sam & Dean but it’s a little risky…”

Y/N: “I’ll try anything no matter how risky in order to save my brothers and lock lucifer back up…”

Gabe: “if your serious about this know this that my plan may drain you of some of your energy…”

Y/N: “Gabe I’ll do anything, what’s your idea?”

Gabe: “I can dip into your thoughts of Sam and Dean use those to track down where your brothers are being held… but like I said babe it will drain you of some of your energy…”

Y/N: “do it, find them I already committed myself to you Gabe how much worse can this get…”

You could never live with yourself if your brothers died. Gabriel kisses you and dives into your thoughts bringing up your memories of your brothers. You just relaxed you weren’t even wanting to try & fight him, you trusted Gabe with all your heart.

Gabriel at the same time, scours the entire planet in seconds, although it feels like an eternity with him in your mind, and locates them.

Gabe: “They are being held in an underground container but it’s a 20 hour drive. I could teleport you all there in seconds but the horsemen would feel my presence the moment we get there."

Gabriel explains.

Y/N: “what do we do then… I cant loose you…”

Then he pauses and looks at you.

Gabe: “Maybe though i can hide my true identity until its action time. Y/N, you will be my hiding place. Our connection is stronger than it’s ever been and so is our love. Especially since this morning. I will take my body and angelic presence back into the ring. You, my beautiful soulmate will have access to my power to teleport to where your brothers are. Once inside you can release me, and we will get your brothers out."

Everyone looks at Gabriel and then at each other. You take a deep breath and nod.

Gabriel kisses you again before disappearing into the ring. Your eyes glow white slightly for a split second…

Then you feel power beginning to surge through your body. In your mind, you can visualize where Sam and Dean are.

You, Ellen and Jo head to the Impala, get in and you snap your fingers.

Instantly you are on the side of a highway with nothing to see for miles except dense forest. You feel your brothers tensing in fear, and you know instantly they don’t have much time left.

Y/N: "This way,"

you shout and wave to the others, taking off across the road into the dark woods.

You glow a little from the power, enough to light the way for everyone. You stop at a fallen pine tree, rotting and full of termites.

Y/N: "Here, under this ground, the container...and Pestilence."

You point towards the ground and it begins to break apart, revealing a hidden cavern. Suddenly dozens of skeltons laiden with beetles and maggots come charging out of the hidden entrance. They attack the three of you and battle ensues. Your borrowed power allows you to ditch two-thirds of the demonic warriors. Jo and Ellen yell over to you.

"We will hold the rest off while you find Sam and Dean."

You didn’t like leaving them with the remaining skeletons but you know this may be your only chance to find the boys.

You nod and rush down into the cavern. It’s a bit dark as you make your way down the only open passage. At this point you figure it’s safe to release Gabriel. You begin to place a kiss on your jewel but are suddenly grabbed from behind by large bony hands covered in insects. You try to scream but a hand covers your mouth.

You have a spelled dagger hidden up your sleeve, and you bring it out and slice at the hand covering your mouth. Pestilence screams and throws you to the ground, at which point you kiss the jewel. Gabriel appears in all his angelic glory and sends Pestilence flying far down the corridor. He helps you up and whispers in your ear,

Gabe: “Go, find your brothers. I will take care of this."

Y/N: “be careful… remember we have to live long enough to get Michael’s blessing…”

You kiss him and run far then you stop. You feel pain and fear through your still lingering connection with Gabriel. Sam and Dean!!

It’s coming through one of the walls. In an instant, feeling your panic, Gabe comes to your side and blasts the wall for you before returning to the battle. You make your way through the rubble and come face to face with a large seemingly unbreakable box. Faintly inside you can hear your brothers screaming for help. You frantically search for an opening to the box but fail to find one. You can’t find any controls either.

Y/N: “Sam! Dean! Hang on!"

You begin to sob and banging on the wall wishing it open. Suddenly Cas appears and in a blink of an eye he has Sam and Dean out of the box. Then as quickly as he flashed in he was gone again, leaving you with your brothers. They are unresponsive and writhing in pain. You yell for help, realizing that whatever was inside that box with Sam and Dean must have infected them.

Gabriel was just ready to wrap up Pestilence when he felt your anguish.

He looks quickly at his adversary, who is seemingly down for the count. Thinking he has a few seconds to spare he flashes to your side and lays a hand on Sam and on Dean. His hands begin to glow and the botflies that had gotten into your brothers are no more. Gabriel looks at you and smiles, much preferring the happiness he now feels from you.

Pestilence was almost gone, but Gabriel underestimated his opponent’s strength. He had quietly followed Gabriel’s essence and waited outside the door for the right moment to strike.

Gabe leans over to kiss you before heading back to his fight. As he does Pestilence sends large Angel blades into Gabriel’s back, and causes a scream of immense pain from your beloved.

Y/N: “I will kill you for that asswipe!"

With that your eyes glow white, and Pestilence screeches as he is slowly turned to dust. Sam and Dean are in awe but quickly recover and scramble to your side.

Sam: “Y/N, I'm sorry. I wish there was something we could do."

Sam places a hand on your shoulder and so does Dean,

You look up and your brothers through your tears.

Y/N: "I know."

You whisper and bend down to hug Gabe who is struggling to breathe and stay alive.

Your tears fall harder and you place wet kisses on his forehead and lips, not caring about the blood that is beginning to ooze from his mouth.

As his hand falls from cupping the side of your face, and his breathing stops, you scream

Y/N: "NO!"

You place your hands over his heart and you begin to glow. The blades disappear and so do the wounds. Within a minute Gabriel is awake and alive and kissing you with such ferver and passion it takes your breath away.

"I knew you were my soulmate, Y/N. Marry me"

to which you immediately reply

"Yes!"

And hug him tight. Sam and Dean, although not fond of your choice of lover, are happy for you both and express their gratitude to Gabe for saving their lives.

It was a while later when you, Gabe, your brothers, Ellen and Jo all got to the roadhouse again that everything seemed to take a greater toll… for inside there was a man, everyone except your beloved was on their guard…

Michael: “hello brother…”

Gabe: “Michael…”

Michael: “Gabriel, its been far too long…”

Gabe: “haven’t seen you round since you took over the god squad…”

Michael: “im here not on business but on the fact that you and Y/N are finally together I knew you may want to talk to me so im here as family…”

Gabriel: “well brother do we receive your blessing to marry???”

Michael looked at you as you stood tall in Gabriel’s arms… he then came over to you and Gabe placing one hand on you and the other on Gabe, he smiles…

Michael: “by the power vested in me by the laws of heaven I hereby bless you both that you may marry and be fruitful… minding now that I am so proud of what was accomplished to try and lock my brother back up so here is a tip… Dean if you don’t want to be my vessel that’s fine there is another who will work just as well… but you need to be mindful… going after death’s ring will be treacherous you will undergo a few trials… but either way stopping lucifer is priority #1…”

You feel Gabe’s arms around you as Michael removes his hand from Gabriel and places both on you and smiles again…

Michael: “now by the power of heaven I charge you… do you Y/N accept the power I bestow upon you???”

Y/N: “I accept the power bestowed to me by you…”

Michael: “and do you swear to rule with grace and beauty to not take anything lightly and not to let war destroy earth heaven or hell??”

Y/N: “I solemly swear so to do…”

Michael: “Gabriel is a prince which means I have one thing to say: long live Y/N the new princess of heaven…”

Everyone in the room clapped and Gabriel looked at you then his brother and smiled..

Gabriel: “thank you brother for the blessing… and for reinstating my title…”

Gabriel approached you and smiled…

Gabe: “well my princess what kind of wedding would we like?”

Y/N: “something festive but we have time…”

Gabriel kisses you…

#spn hiatus writing challenge 2017 #spn hwc - week 11

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SURPRISE!!!!!!!

A/N: thank you everyone for all the love on these fics seeing how much everyone likes my work is such a blessing. Here is week 20 for the SPN Hiatus Writing Challenge brought to us for the last time by the lovely @thing-you-do-with-that-thing. This week our boys return but my fcs will expand into other fandoms my masterlist will grow and we will see how good everything else is. If anyone has any requests just ask… as always ignore spelling/grammer errors and enjoy this story…

Prompt: “This is so not the time or place for this.”

Pairing: John x Reader

Plot: You just married John not 5 Minutes before finding out from a few angels that you guys were gonna be parents… now you face the time of being pregnant but its not up to you when you give birth its always when the little one wants to come out…

Masterlist. Part 1.

Prologue:

You turn to him and say, " John, Dean and I have just met with a large number of angels, and met Michael, Gabriel, and Gadriel. I dont know how long we were up there. They told Dean and I something special is going to happen. It will be amazing, but will also bring more threats and danger than anything we've ever seen. Dean was chosen to be the guardian, trainer and teacher. You and are to be protectors as well but in a different way. This," you turn and face everyone, "is going to change our lives forever." Then you open your hand and show it to John. You show him the gift from the angels. It is a locket, heart-shaped and rose gold Inscribed on it is the name that you had in your heart upon hearing the baby was a girl.

John is momentarily confused as he reads the inscription. "Who is Justine?" You smile at your husband and reply, "Our unborn daughter."

Our first story ended with a lot of surprises and twists, both happy ones and mysterious ones. John and the reader have been married only 24 hours after finding out their feelings for each other. Angels took Dean and the reader to heaven immediately following the wedding because some proclamations and warnings needed to be told.

The angels charge Dean with training and protecting his newly created, yet to be born, niece. The reader is given a locket for her unborn daughter with a name chosen by the reader for the child.

John has just been told he's going to be a father.

Enjoy the story!

Main Story:

John looks at the locket then at you, then stares at the locket for a good minute. His face is slightly pale and his eyes are wide like saucers. He eventually looks up at you again, his voice barely a whisper,

John: “Did you say daughter? As in we are going to have a baby? As in I'm going to be a father again?”

You nod slowly, unsure what John's next reaction will be. The next thing you know John picks you up and swings you around with a loud “WOOHOO!!!” while showering you with kisses.

Congratulations come pouring from everyone there especially Sam who is only just hearing about this.

John yells out,

John: “This is definitely a night to celebrate!! Lets party!”

Everyone grabs a beer to toast the newlyweds and soon-to-be parents. John allows you 2 beers and but only 2 so you savor them, knowing that the next 9.5 months are going to be torture.

Around 1:00 am everything begins to wind down and spare beds are being set up for all the guests. You and John have a private room in the back of the house that everyone turned into a “Wedding night” room.

White and silver streamers line the walls along with white paper flowers and soft glowing silvery candles. Silver ribbon decorates the door frame with the words “Congrats to the Happy couple”.

John, being nothing if not traditional and a gentleman too, stops you before you enter the room, then picks you up and carries you over the threshold. You squeal with laughter and delight, pushing the door closed behind your new husband.

He bends his head down to steal a kiss from you while you are still in his arms. Heat pulses through your body and you bring his head closer to deepen the kiss. He sets you down and traces the hollows of your neck and shoulders with light kissing, causing you to shiver as you moan with pleasure.

His hands begin to undo the zipper of your dress and the feel of satin sliding down your smooth skin only adds to the pleasure. Your hands undo his shirt buttons and find new pleasures in running his hands over his bare chest.

As John removes your bra and matching panties, you undo his pants and slide them and the silk boxers down his muscular legs. Once he has removed all your clothing and you have in turn removed his, he carries you to the waiting bed where he lays you down and covers your body with his.

Then he kisses you again and drives his hard member home. You moan and gasp as the first of many orgasms hits you hard. John's movements increase as he moves to play with your nipple and then leave little nips from the nipple to your earlobe. Suddenly he flips you both over so that you are on top.

You look momentarily confused and lost, but John shows you what to do and soon your body is rocking in rhythm with his, causing the second orgasm to wash over you hard. You arch back and cry out John's name as your body convulses from the pleasure.

John flips you over again now, as his need for release increases greatly. His movements become more demanding until he cries out his own release and gently kisses you.

After hours of loving and exploring each others bodies, you fall asleep content and happy in each other's arms. The two of you crawl out of bed around 1pm and shower together. After an hour you both finally emerge from the room where you are greeted by sarcastic whistles and cheering. Laughing you head for the kitchen and whip up some food.

Bobby offers you and John the use of his spare room for as long as you want it, and will build a crib and an extra addition for the baby's room. John thanks Bobby and offers to help with the building in any way he can.

Days and weeks pass as you settle into the idea of being a mother. As you begin to show and your movements become slower, John tells you to stay at the house with Bobby where you will be able to keep the baby safe.

Grateful for the company, Bobby puts you to work learning all the different “FBI” numbers and names, which now has identities for you as well. All the hunters are made aware of your “credentials” to use.

More weeks pass, and you realise how happy you are that Bobby has a one level house with no stairs and easy washroom access. You are amazed how often you all of a sudden need to pee! And what's worse is you can't run to the washroom!!

But there is a lighter side to being bigger, and that is being able to feel the baby move! John loves the movements the baby makes because whenever he places his hand on your tummy, Justine makes a point of snuggling up to him, as if she recognizes and trusts him.

John smiles and bends down to whisper hi while rubbing her back. This becomes a regular routine except when John isn't home.

Some months pass and you are well into your third trimester. John mostly stays home now, knowing you could give birth anytime. He takes you into town for checkups also helps you with getting dressed and showering.

One morning you have a check up scheduled and John is getting ready to take you into town. Dean and Sam are visiting as well and are currently making jokes at your expense.

Sam: “Geez YN, lay off the cake girl!”

Sam blurts out, earning a death glare from you.

Then Dean decides to throw in.

Dean: “Girl, that ain't no bun in your oven, that's a goddamn dozen buns and a cake!”

John walked in at that point and swatted Dean upside the head, causing a chuckle from you and Sam and an apology to you.

Y/N: “It's alright John, they are just teasing. I tease them too.”

John clears his throat and says,

John: “I know YN, but Deans comment was a little much for my taste.”

You waddle over to Dean and give him a hug and a kiss on the forehead. Just then Bobby and Sam come over to the table and begin to talk about a case Sam found on the internet where someone was using John's name and posing as him to solve cases. Sam looked at his dad.

Sam: “We need to look into this Dad. You need to be on this case.”

John looked down at you as you sat at the table.

John: “But YN has a checkup today in town. How will she get there?”

Dean: “I can take her Dad. I will keep her safe, you have my word.”

Y/N: “I'm ok with that if you are John. Dean would never let anything harm me.”

You say as you look up at your husband.

He nods his approval and leaves with Sam while you finish eating. You go to the washroom before getting into the car for the long drive.

Just outside of town the impala is hit by some kind of rabid animal. Dean grabs a shotgun from under his seat and looks around for the creature of before exiting the car and telling you to stay put. You nod, feeling slightly uncomfortable from the impact of car and monster.

As Dean looks around he is unaware the creature is watching him from the shadows of the woods. You see it though and reach for the second gun you know is there. Opening the door quietly you take aim and fire as the creature begins to move. Dean looks up just in time to see it fall with a bullet right between the eyes. Then Dean shouts

Dean: “look out!!!”

As he fires at and kills another monster.

Then that uncomfortable feeling you had before shows up in a different way This time. You yell at Dean,

Y/N: “Shit! My water just broke and I'm having a contraction!” And shoot another monster dead.

Dean glances quickly at you with a weird puzzled look on his face.

Dean: “This is so not the time or place for this! Geez! Get ready to hop in the car for a fast getaway YN. We are almost done killing these things I think.”

You nod and put 2 more down before getting back into the car, oblivious of the wet clothing you are now wearing. Dean jumps in right after and takes off as fast as he can. Once in the city, he heads for the hospital, but you begin having 2 minute contractions and feel massive discomfort.

Y/N: “Shit Dean! I think the baby is coming now, like right now! Aaaahhhh!”

You yell as another contraction hits along with a strong urge to push. Dean pulls over into a loading zone and puts his hazard lights on. Then he rushed over to your side and helps you into the back seat.

He grabs some blankets from the trunk and puts them under you. He mumbles an apology as he removes your underwear and makes ready to help you. Grabbing some hand sanitizer from the glove compartment he smothers his hands and arms, as well as your legs and thighs.

Dean: “Ok YN, i see the head coming. When I say push, you need to push ok?”

You nod and begin to push as you feel another contraction, screaming as you do so. Dean shouts for you to push again just as a police officer comes over to him for being parked in the loading zone too long. Upon seeing you in the back seat however, the police officer dismisses the parking and calls for an ambulance instead.

You proceed to push again, gritting your teeth. Then you hear,

Dean: “Way to go girl! The head is out! The rest should be a piece of cake!”

After 2 more pushes you finally bring Justine into the world. The police officer helps Dean wipe off your beautiful daughter and the paramedics help tie off the cord, then they place her into your arms. You hold her close and kiss her forehead and whisper a hello. Dean calls John as the ambulance takes you to the hospital with Dean following in the impala.

Later, Sam and John come to the hospital to meet up with you and Dean. You hold out Justine to John, who is all to happy to hold his new baby girl. Justine recognises John and settles right into his arms to sleep.

You are busy writing up the birth certificate application and put down the following information:

Justine Rose Winchester Born November 7, 2017 10 pounds 3 oz Parents: John and YN Winchester

John leans down and kisses your forehead. Dean and Sam briefly argue about who holds her next, which earns both boys a death glare from you. Sam takes her first and places a tiny kiss on her cheek.

Then Dean gets his turn. As he greets Justine for the second time she touches his arm where debris from the fight scratched the skin.

As she touched it the wound closed up and went away entirely. All 4 of you stared at this beautiful child in awe. Cas then appeared in the room and held Justine’s necklace in his hand. He put it around her tiny neck and it disappeared.

Cas: “This necklace is to protect her and hide her from all supernatural creatures who will try to find her.”

He then took the child and gave her an angelic blessing before giving her back to you and vanishing.

#spn hiatus writing challenge 2017 #spn hwc - week 20

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