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zayneandmelinoeareravenous · 5 months ago

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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 · 9 months ago

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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 · 8 months ago

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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 · 6 months ago

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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 ago

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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 ago

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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 ago

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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 ago

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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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legion1993 · 7 years ago

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I Think We Are Meant To Be

A/N: welcome to week 15 of the SPN hiatus Writing Challenge done by the lovely @thing-you-do-with-that-thing. Im happy with all my fans you make me smile with all your love. Now im proud to bring you another one. This one hopefully wont be short but it should be good. But as always ignore any spelling/grammer errors and give it some love if it made your day.

Pairing: Misha x Reader

Prompt(s): “I didn’t lose it, I just misplaced it” / In love with best friends sister/brother

Plot: you are a celebrity sister, but a sister to one of the biggest stars at a con. Supernatural’s Jensen Ackles was your brother, but not your normal older pain in the ass brother. Jensen is your older than you by 5 minutes pain in the ass brother. You never knew how much you would have to sacrifice until one day you noticed a charity ball. A ball with which you had no one to go with. Till you got asked by Misha Collins. That was when it all started. That’s when everything started to make sense.

Part 2 Part 3

It was that time of year again as you got dressed, you got teased as normal by your overwhelming brother.

Jensen: “so Y/N you ready to be seen by all the boys get all those sweet whistles.”

Y/N: “shut up jay besides me and you have plans after today’s con. We are going to have dinner with Jared and Misha. Remember?”

Jensen came up to you and stood in the mirror beside you.

Jensen: “I wouldn’t get very far in my day if you weren’t around to remind me of things like this.”

Y/N: “I know bro but I’m smarter than you most times.”

Jensen: “you wish oh speaking of smarts I think we should start training so we can you know stay in shape and so I can practice for filming…”

You only smiled and giggled as you finished applying your makeup.

Y/N: “you just try and beat me brother and we can see who truly is the better Ackles twin.”

Jensen: “it would be an interesting thing. Plus I like having you around sis. Your good company plus the cast and crew love you.”

Y/N: “who doesn’t. I’m me. And I love you too bro.”

Jensen pulled out his phone and looked at it quickly before placing it back down.

Jensen: “its cliff he is downstairs. Our ride is here.”

Y/N: “jay can you grab my tote. I have all the essentials for us to survive the day.”

Jensen: “you never cease to amaze me.”

Jensen goes to grab your tote as you smile lightly exiting the bathroom wearing your favorite light purple dress and your ankle heeled boots. Jensen holding his arm out to you as he held your bag in his other hand.

Jensen: “ready to go sis?”

You threaded your arm through his like normal you stood at his side.

Y/N: “of course bro.”

You both strolled out of the apartment together and like always Jensen let you get into the limo first. It was always interesting going to cons but never had you been on a panel till today. There was a bit of a meeting before hand.

Rob: “so I have an idea cause there is a lot of people who know you’re a twin Jensen but have never met her, why doesn’t Y/N join you, Misha and Jared up there today.”

Your eyes widened at that statement and you tensed up a bit Jensen only placed his hand on yours and smiled.

Jensen: “as much as that is a good idea it’s up to Y/n, on what she wants to do.”

Y/n: “yes I would love to but what do I have to do up there? Anything specific? Where am I sitting?”

Rob: “well you would be sitting beside your brother. Basically you would be up there for the entire panel you would have the chance to answer any questions and everything. It is gonna be different from just watching. Plus we would all be here to support you.”

You smiled as your brother hugged you in one of his big brother bear hugs. He could only smile knowing his baby sister by 5 minutes was gonna get to live her dream and be on stage with her brother.

Rob: “Jensen, Jared, Misha get ready im gonna go intro you. Y/N wait for your que then come on you will know it when you hear it.”

You had no clue what rob meant by that but you knew whatever it was it would be amazing. Now on the side you and Jensen had spent some time in the recording studio covering some songs. Famous duets and things like that. There was one song in particular that your brother knew would make you calm as all hell.

You watched as rob went up on stage and did his little speal.

Rob: “whats up Vancouver.?”

Everyone was cheering and everything was beautiful but like every year your eyes were searching for the one person who would make your smile light up the room. The one to answer your hearts duet. What you weren’t expecting was to feel butterflies in your stomach.

You knew he was close yet you didn’t know how close.

Rob: “we got a excellent panel for you all today with a special song and a special guest. But right now lets bring out the boys, you know them as J2M but we know and love them as Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki & Misha Collins. Give it up for them…”

Everyone especially all the fan girls were squealing and you clapped watching your brother go up always made you proud. They all sat down at their spots leaving your spot open between Jensen and Misha the guys greeted the crowd individually like normal as rob came back stage and handed you a hand held mic.

Rob: “don’t worry Y/N knock the crowd dead.”

You were so confused as Jensen grabbed his mic out of its spot and stood up strolling over to his guitar.

Jensen: “so a while back I was in the recording studio with someone who ive been informed has a soft spot for those struggling to find their love. I recorded this with her it’s a cover of No Air By Jordin Sparks & Chris Brown. but lets have the back ground music start please.”

Jensen caught your eye and nodded all you could do was smile at your twin handing your bag and your coat to Rob as you breathed waiting for your que.

Then the music started and you started to walk out as you started singing.

Y/N: “Tell me how I’m supposed to breathe with no air…”

You walked out in full view of the audience and just focused on your brother who was standing right across from you.

Y/N: “If I should die before I wake, It's 'cause you took my breath away, Losing you is like living in a world with no air, Oh…”

Jensen: “I'm here alone, didn't wanna leave, My heart won't move, it's incomplete, Wish there was a way that I can make you understand..”

Y/N: “But how do you expect me, to live alone with just me, 'Cause my world revolves around you, It's so hard for me to breathe”

Jensen & Y/N: “Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air, Can't live, can't breathe with no air, It's how I feel whenever you ain't there, It's no air, no air, Got me out here in the water so deep, Tell me how you gonna be without me, If you ain't here, I just can't breathe, It's no air, no air, No air, air, No air, air, No air, air, No air, air.”

Jensen: “I walked, I ran, I jumped, I flew Right off the ground to float to you There's no gravity to hold me down for real”

Y/N: “But somehow I'm still alive inside You took my breath, but I survived I don't know how, but I don't even care”

Jensen & Y/N: “So how do you expect me to live alone with just me 'Cause my world revolves around you It's so hard for me to breathe”

Jensen: “No air, air No air, air No air, air No air, air No more It's no air, no air”

Y/n: “No air, air No air, air No air, air No air, air”

Jensen & Y/N: “Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air Can't live, can't breathe with no air It's how I feel whenever you ain't there It's no air, no air Got me out here in the water so deep Tell me how you gonna be without me If you ain't here, I just can't breathe It's no air, no air No air, air No air, air No air, air No air..”

You and Jensen finally ended the song standing in the center stage and looking out at the crowd and then Jensen placed his guitar down as he held his mic.

Jensen: “give it up for my Twin Sister Y/N.”

Y/N: “what’s up Vancouver. But not all the credit goes to me this was a team effort give it up also for my twin brother Jensen.”

Everyone cheered as you and Jensen walked back to your chairs and the crowd was still clapping. It was Rob who came out next placing your bag and jacket between you and Jensen as he went to his podium.

Rob: “well now ok I have a question for you Vancouver can you tell that Jensen & Y/n are twins?”

Everyone cheered once more as Jared and Misha looked around giving their opinions to you in simple but sincere nods. You had no idea that when you weren’t paying attention or whatever Misha was looking at you.

Misha kept looking at you, he kept feeling like you were put here on this earth for a reason and it had to do with him. He was gonna try something during this panel and right now you were laughing, ugh he loved hearing you laugh, the angelic sounds of your sweet sweet laugh.

Fan 1: “so Jensen how much holder than Y/n are you?”

Jensen: “5 minutes but sometimes it feels like it’s the opposite way around.”

Fan 1: “I also have a question for Y/n…”

You nod and Fan 1 continues.

Fan 1: "Have you ever done any acting? Why haven't you done any roles on Supernatural?"

You laugh.

Y/N: “Well, that's 2 questions actually, but i will answer them both. I actually voiced a spirit once and did a cameo for a ghost, but acting hasn't really been my first love. Im a pastry chef by trade, and i own a very successful bakery in a small town outside Houston. I work there when Jensen is home, but i travel alot with my brother when he comes up here to shoot upcoming seasons. I have another bakery here in North Van where i actually supply alot of goodies for the cast and crew while they film here."

Jensen, Jared and Misha all cheer at the mention of the food you provide, but Misha seems to smile and stare at you more than clap.

Maybe its just your imagination, you think to yourself.

Fan #2: "i have 2 questions, the first one is for YN. Are you currently seeing anyone?"

Your face turns red and you clear your throat.

Y/N: "Um no, I am not seeing anyone. Haven't really put much effort into that area of my life to be honest."

Fan #2: "this question is for Jensen. Are you very picky about people interested in dating your sister or does she make her own choices in that area?"

Jensen raises an eyebrow, but before he can say anything, Misha takes the mic.

Misha: "YN is loved dearly by all the cast and crew. Anyone who wants to date her would have to meet the approval of all of us. And you sir, interested as you may be in pursuing this idea, will not have a chance to make it in the front door. I am very good at reading people, and you are not it."

Everyone laughed at this remark, as Misha made the comment sound hilarious. Even Misha laughed, but when he glanced your way there was something else in there.

You turned to Misha and realized that there might have been something there. You felt a sudden spark of something when he was speaking but then you turned back to the crowd and relaxed slightly.

You felt Jensen put his arm on the back of your chair and pat you on the shoulder.

Jensen: “Y/N will have a role in the upcoming season she will be a new character we don't know yet what kind of character but it will be amazing.”

You could only smile knowing your brother wasn't lying. You knew his lying voice and you knew his truth voice this was him telling the truth.

You didn't know what to expect when the next fan came up.

Fan 2: “I have a question for Misha would u ever date Y/N?”

Yours & Misha’s eyes went wide, you took a small glance at eachother turning back to the crowd.

Misha: “only if her brother permitted yes otherwise it would end up as my head on the chopping block. But anything can…”

Y/N: “happen so long as you believe that it's your happiness that matters more than anyone elses… for it is..”

Misha: “not about who you are underneath but what you do that defines you.”

You and Misha by this point were looking at eachother in shock neither of you realized what that meant till now you guys had only ever had 2 single pieces of the same puzzle.

You smiled turning back to the crowd feeling Jensen's arm tighten round you, you knew you would get a talking too bout that later but what to say, that you think you're soulmates with Misha or come up with something else. Either way you were in serious trouble.

You could feel Jensen staring you down, you could feel Misha’s hand on your thigh and this made you shift slightly to accommodate his hand allowing it to rest there.

If your brother found out about that or even how you felt it would make him blow up at you like a balloon.

He would send you back to Texas, but right then you felt something. A strange heat, a sensation that made your core heat up instantly. You knew what this meant and you knew that everything was going to change.

After another half an hour of questions and laughing the feeling of misha’s hand on your leg still hadn’t left. You still noticed his posture towards you and his smile hadn’t left either.

Rob: “okay folks 1 more question…”

Fan 3: “this question is for Y/N, Jensen & Misha… well technically it’s a 3 part question… Jensen how would you feel if Y/N & Misha started dating? Misha how does Y/N make you feel inside? Y/N have you ever seen Misha as more than a friend?”

You looked between Jensen and Misha & figured you were the one answering first… you knew your brother would flip shit if you answered wrong so as best you could you lied without lying.

Y/n: “sometimes but it depends on the occasion… but mainly I see him as a best friend.”

You then looked at your brother to answer next…

Jensen: “I am not sure right now it would depend on if they decided to keep it a secret or if they told me right away and whether or not their feelings are genuine… the last thing I want is for my twin to have a broken heart.”

You and Jensen then looked at Misha who instantly cleared his throat ready to speak.

Misha: “Y/N makes me feel like I have hope, like I have a future, like everything is falling into place and my future is secure.”

You met his eyes at that moment as a soft awe from the crowd made you and Misha look away from eachother and then the panel was closed. You walked out first excusing yourself to the washroom. You couldn’t tell what was happening, you had no idea why your heart was beating so fast, you had no idea why you were sweating out of your dress.

Then you heard it the door open, you jumped and turned around to see Misha standing there.

Y/n: “Misha what are you doing in here?”

Misha: “okay Y/N I stalled your brother Jared and everyone else then I came in here what happened out there?”

Y/N: “I don’t know but right now I think its safe to assume that with the way I felt in there when you placed your hand on my thigh your in love with me aren’t you?”

Misha didn’t speak he instead approached you quickly and kissed you. At that moment nothing around you mattered it was like time had stopped, Misha’s arms tightened around you.

You both relaxed feeling peace. It was then that you both pulled away and smiled happily, not for a moment did either of you let go of the other for a few moments more.

Misha: “wow…”

Y/N: “I imagined that so much differently, yet I wouldn’t trade this for anything.”

Misha: “we should go so that way they don’t come looking for us.”

You felt your phone go off again, you knew it was your brother.

Y/N: “that would be Jensen… probably wondering if im ok…”

Misha: “you should exit first… ill follow at your text just keep them busy… they don’t know ive snuck off…”

Y/N: “ill make sure we get a few moments alone tonight I promise…”

You kissed him quickly again before grabbing your phone & texting your brother that you were coming to the meeting area and walked out the door heading towards your brother and everyone else.

Once there your brother hugged you thankful you were safe, then you noticed all the extra security you went to the couch sitting down you texted misha to come to the meeting area…

Jensen: “there was a threatening note left on our limo it was addressed to you. Right now security is preventing us all from leaving but I think you should read the note.”

You took the note and read it outloud…

Y/N(reading note): “your secrets remain for now but how long can they remain hidden.. the truth soon will be revealed. Either you tell the truth or I will. ~A”

You chuckled and placed the paper down…

Y/N: “ok haha very funny everyone i get it make fun of the girl who loves Pretty Little Liars… very funny.”

Jensen: “there was a photo with it too and I don’t know what to make of it…”

It was then that your dear brother handed you the photo of you and Misha in the bathroom. You didn’t know what to do. You didn’t know what to think. You got up and ran out of that room and down the hall stopping at the phonebooth.

Misha comes strolling back into the room as you passed him in the hall.

Misha: “whats wrong with Y/N?”

Jensen: “someone left her these… by the way next time come to me first if you have feelings for my sister…”

Misha looked at the note and the photo and then remembered how you looked when you passed him. You looked afraid, terrified, scared yet your brother wasn’t what terrified you, it was the note…

Misha: “we have to keep her safe…”

Jensen: “first lets find her… then we can decide how to keep her safe.”

Jensen and Misha take off to find you little did they know you had already been found. For within the convention itself you were hiding in a corner hidden. You had your phone and such but you didn’t know what to think when you heard footsteps coming towards you.

You turned on your phone and started your ping sending it to Jensen. You only hoped that it worked, but then someone covered your mouth and you could only feel their leather glove suffocating you muffling your screams.

But then you heard it… the sound that made you thankful you hadn’t fully passed out yet.

Jensen: “hey let her go…”

Whoever was holding you dropped you and ran off Misha carried you Jensen called everyone and told them briefly what happened telling them to meet at the apartment. Misha called his driver and took you with Jensen following close behind to the car and arrived underneath the apartment a while later, your breathing had gotten heavy.

You were nestled in Misha’s arms the entire way up to the apartment where you all knew everyone would be waiting. Little did you know that the same person who had tried to suffocate you had left a gift for you back at the apartment.

You opened your eyes a little while later with your brother at the foot of your bed and Misha beside you. You stirred feeling the concerned looks from your family, friends and everyone who cares for you.

Jensen: “hey biscuit…”

Y/N: “you haven’t called me that in a long time Jay..”

Jensen: “im happy your safe monkey, but why did you gt so scared…”

Y/N: “someone has sent me notes like that before and now its happening again. It happens during every convention somehow they always know who I am its like me being your sister Jay has never really been a secret. Jay I have feelings for Misha and if you accept us we would like to be together but only with your blessing bro. your opinion means the world to me, and I wouldn’t have anyone else by my side who knows me as well as they know themself…”

Jensen looked from you to misha and back to you for a moment more before coming over to you and misha.

Jensen: “as long as Misha doesn’t break your heart you have my blessing. And now do you have any idea who would want to harm you like this…”

You were about to answer when your phone dinged you looked at it and read it outloud.

Y/N(reading text): “I didn’t loose it, I just misplaced it.. find the gift Y/N find it in the spot where you keep your secrets… ~A”

You put your phone down for a moment before it clicked as to what it was referring to.

Y/N: “Jay can you get me my box of keepsakes…”

Jensen comes back a few seconds later with a box… you start going through it till you get to your diary you flip it open to the bookmark where another note lies…

Y/N(reading note): “You have 24 hours till your next panel to figure out who I am or at that point the lights will darken you will be my bride… but one thing can stop me, just 1 thing bet you cant figure it out before 24 hours. How exciting this wedding will take us across the globe where your pesky brother cant find us. My sweet, sweet Belle, Think really hard on this one. Peace out bitches… ~A”

You sat there shocked once more scared. But the strength you gained soon after would help a lot. You started explaining what happened the first time… you showed them the comments on your twitter posts you showed them the name, the same name kept commenting on your posts.

Jensen: “seems a little stalker like to me… but why does he keep calling you Belle.”

You then pulled up the photo that started it all…

Y/N: “do you remember the masquerade ball we went to a while back the one that was on halloweeen so I went ass Belle from Beauty and the Beast with you Jay the handsome avenger. Or something like that… anyway this was the photo that he first commented on.”

You showed the photo and felt your head start to sink, you were scared… Jensen ushered to Misha who both went out the door to converse.

Misha: “she is really shaken…”

Jensen: “which is why I’m leaving her in your care… I’m gonna go see the crew mainly Rob and Jared maybe we can figure something out. Do whatever you have to just keep my sister safe. Maybe take her to your apartment. But don’t let anything happen to her.”

Misha: “I think I can do that but it isn’t exactly safe to leave right now…we will just stay here but Jensen I appreciate you being understanding of us. We only hid our feelings cause we weren’t sure of what the other felt.”

Jensen: “no need to explain now I’ve set the alarm I’ve also posted security outside and locked all the windows and I’ll lock the door anyone who doesn’t have a key tries to get in Y/N’s phone and mine will be alerted. Just please don’t let her out of your sight.”

Misha: “I won’t I swear Jensen you have my word your sister will be safe.”

Jensen: “cliff has a key ill let him know to bring you guys some dinner. Should anything happen call me immediately.”

Misha: “ill tend to her every need.”

Jensen hugged misha as he turned to walk out of the apartment locking it behind him just like he said he would. Misha returned to your side sliding off his shoes and slipping out of his jacket.

Misha: “you ok?”

You shoke your head.

Misha: “can I come cuddle with you?”

You nodded your head moving all the stuff from your bed you felt Misha come onto the bed you kicked off your shoes and felt his arms around you. You softly adjusted yourself to relax comfortably with Misha, your head on his chest hearing his heartbeat, feeling his hands cuddle you closer.

You softly drifted into a light sleep, as far as everyone knew you normally didn’t have nightmares, Jensen never told you of anything. However it was only gonna be a matter of time before something dark came out.

Misha had fallen asleep shortly after you did, you were forsure not as calm and silent as you were a few hours ago. You instead were screaming and lashing out, Misha shoke you calling out your name. you woke staring up at Misha.

Misha: “its ok, Y/N its ok I’m here nothing bad is gonna happen.”

Y/N: “these letters and everything that’s happening is scaring me… Misha im terrified im afraid something terrible is gonna happen.”

Misha: “don’t worry nothing bad is gonna happen. Your brother is meeting with Rob and is staying with Jared for the night he texted a while ago. He also gave us his blessing to be together. Tho threatened to kick my ass if I broke your heart.”

You couldn’t help but giggle.

Y/N: “ya that sounds like him. I just need a distraction…”

Misha pulled back from you and shrugged out of his shirt and your eyes widened.

Y/N: “that is a very welcome distraction.”

Misha: “what else would be considered a welcome distraction?”

Y/n: “something fun yet sexy where it can get steamy real fast…”

Misha: “that sounds manageable but I think you are wearing to much clothing still for any of that kind of talk.”

You went and kneeled on the bed and started to unzip your dress from the back. You didn’t feel any discomfort in fact it was quite the opposite. You felt comfortable you felt like Misha was your future. But how untimely for the zipper to get stuck. You groaned.

Misha: “here let me…”

Misha came up behind you and could only smile as he started to play with the zipper but he managed to get it down he slid your dress off kissing your shoulders as he did. You now leaned against him in your bra and panties but this didn’t feel horrible in fact it was exactly what you needed.

Misha: “your so beautiful…”

Y/N: “is it wrong that I saved myself for this moment.”

Misha: “is it wrong that I did too..”

Y/N: “is it wrong that I don’t want to let you go.”

Misha: “you never have to be without me ever again.”

You only moaned in response to his soft lips grazing over your skin.

Y/N: “take me Misha I’m all yours.”

At that moment everything seemed to fade again for Misha took control he flipped you onto your back he stroked your body leaving kisses as he did. He took your bra and tore it from your skin with the promise to buy you a new one. He did the same thing to your panties.

Misha slid off his pants before he fully pinned you to the bed again. Removing his pants and boxers he laid back on you, showering you & your body with kisses. His boner sliding over your heat.

Misha (in a whisper): “I’m going in..”

Misha slid himself into you at that moment, you let out a soft cry something between a moan and a yelp both of pleasure and both telling the truth of how you feel. At that moment it was clear to both of you that this was meant to be.

You guys went between hardcore and gentle for about 2 hours before you both came for the 25th time. By this point you both were positioned where your legs were entangled and your head was on Misha’s arm as you stared into eachother’s eyes.

Y/N: “I never imagined sex feeling so good.”

Misha: “I always imagined that when we ended up together it would make time stop and make everything outside of us…”

Y/N: “seem so obsolete like it doesn’t matter.”

You snuggled closer to Misha and he kissed your nose.

Misha: “I love you Y/N.”

Y/N: “I love you too Misha.”

With that said you both fell asleep under a cozy comforter and a cloud of bliss. It was morning when both of you woke next, well not exactly on your own. For it was at that moment your brother walked in and then he burst into the bedroom.

Jensen: “seriously Misha I said guard my sister not bang my sister.”

You and Misha scrambled to cover up although Jensen had seen worse off you after all you are his twin but still he tossed an envelope on your lap as you sat up looking at Misha before you opened it.

Y/N: “a new day a new beginning you have now 15 hours before your mine. Neither your brother nor your boyfriend can save you now. P.S your ass will look so good against my body. ~A”

You gasped and tossed the letter away now upset you leaned against Misha. Jensen kicked the wall at that moment and you sat up.

Y/N: “Jay calm down.”

Jensen: “calm down, calm down, look you have a stalker who is gonna take you away from us in 15 hours unless we can figure out what the 1 thing is that can stop this person.”

Misha: “he wants to marry Y/n so that’s got to be the key…”

You and Jensen both looked at Misha with questions.

Y/N: “what’s the key?”

Misha: “Jensen with your blessing I would like to marry your sister.”

Jensen: “you think that’s the key…”

Misha: “think about it Jensen this guy for whatever reason wants to marry Y/N and right now I don’t want that to happen. So in order to save my love for your sister and in general save your sister.”

Jensen: “im all for saving my sister but the way you suggest this… well no actually this makes sense, and I know exactly how to do this too… we have to get this set up… and Y/n I have a gift for you I need you to wear it today. Misha I need you to pull of something classy… dude if this is gonna work it needs to be believable. Whoever is doing this will be in the crowd today and we need to catch them as soon as they show their true form.”

Rob’s voice was then heard through the phone.

Rob: “what would you like me to do here Jensen.”

Jensen: “when you introduce the panel do it in such a way that it looks like a wedding or at least has the feel of one.”

Rob: “will do but what about…”

Jensen: “I got it covered I’ll see you soon.”

Jensen turned to leave the room but not before tossing in 2 bags of clothes.

Jensen: “get ready and put those on you need to make this believeable.”

Jensen shut the door leaving the room and you held your head in your hands opening the bag labelled with your name. you pulled out a note.

Y/N (reading jay’s note): “sis im so proud of the woman you have become this is for you wear it with pride. All my love Jay.”

You then pulled out a beautiful dress.

It was then that you realized that this was your brothers way of giving you his blessing.

After a few hours of getting ready and coming up with a outline for how things were going to go. You Jensen and Misha all headed down to the con. You had extra security you had decorated the panel differently.

Misha: “Y/N look I can tell your nervous but right now this is the best course of action. As for what comes next who knows. As long as I don’t loose you.”

You leaned against Misha as Rob came up to all of you.

Rob: “ok im about to go up and do my introduction. Are you sure this is gonna work?”

Jensen: “im positive.”

Rob nodded and smiled heading out to do his intro.

Rob: “welcome to day 2 hows everyone doin’ today.”

The crowd cheered loudly and it seemed more crowded in there today than yesterday.

Rob: “ok so today’s panel is gonna start out a little differently some things have recently happened and right now I have the extreme pleasure of marrying someone right here right now. One at a time these people will come out. First im honored to introduce the bestman and the brother of the bride Jensen and Jared…”

Both Jensen and Jared walked up the stage aisle and stood facing the entrey way.

Rob: “now would everyone please put your hands together for Y/N and Misha”

The crowd cheered louder than last time. Yet walking up on stage holding onto Misha you scanned the crowd, you noticed a person in a black hoodie. You didn’t know what was gonna happen, you looked at your brother who followed your gaze. Finally you reached the end of the aisle and stood in between Jensen and Jared as Rob spoke once more.

Rob: “friends, family, adoring fans we are honored to join 2 hearts as 1 today before we begin if anyone objects to this union let them speak now or forever hold their peace.”

This was the que if anything was gonna happen now would be the time for it to, yet no one objected.

Rob: “marriage is more than unity its realizing that love comes in all shapes and forms. It knows no bounds. Its realizing that feeling of being with that person and knowing your safe. Its realizing that you have something to live for. Its realizing that when life gets you down someone will always be right there beside you. Which is what Jared and Jensen have graciously written here for me to say but Y/N and Misha in my own words, you 2 look great together. Now the rings please.”

Jensen handed you the ring and you slowly slid it onto mishas finger.

Y/N: “I Y/N take you Misha to be my husband now and forever more as long as we both shall live. I wouldn’t feel so alive right now if it hadn’t have been for you Misha. I love you so much.”

You finished sliding the ring on his finger and his kissed your cheek before sliding the ring he got from Jared on your finger.

Misha: “I Misha take Y/N to be my wife now and forever more as long as we both shall live. I have no words for how you make me feel all I can say is something I learned from my time working with all these wonderful people: family doesn’t end in blood, it only grows in strength cause together we are stronger than anything that could dare oppose us. I love you Y/N I always hoped one day we could solve the problems of life together.”

He finished sliding the ring on your finger and you smiled holding back your tears of joy as rob cleared his throat.

Rob: “so by the power vested in me by the laws of Vancouver I now pronounce you husband and wife. Misha you may now kiss your bride.”

Misha kissed you and the crowd cheered but the tone quickly changed when panic started spreading you and Misha’s little make-out sesh had been interrupted by the lunatic in the black hoodie drawing a gun.

Rob: “guards arrest him.”

Misha Jared Jensen and a few others surrounded you trying to keep you safe Misha soon came to stand by your side holding your ring hand in his allowing his thumb to slide over the ring you did the same.

Misha: “Y/n I meant it my vows every word. You know that right?”

Y/N: “I know that but for him to draw a gun at least we are married now.”

Misha kissed your forehead holding your close as your ears piped up to a voice one that you thought forsure you would never hear again. It couldn’t be but how did he get out of there… now you were doomed. But then the people were cleared and you went down to the scene of the crime. You picked it up you held it in your hands.

Y/N: “Shit..”

Jensen: “well that dress does suit you sis.”

You jumped dropping the photo…

Jensen: “I take it you know now who A is…”

Y/N: “its luke the cousin from mom’s side who didn’t believe that we were related.”

Jensen: “shit…”

Y/N: “I guess we got us some hunting to do as well cause it seems like he has been a naughty boy and got his hands on some real magic.”

Misha and Jared surrounded you and Jensen at that moment. You only could imagine what the future was gonna be now. But as you all stood in a half circle you took charge.

Y/N: “I don’t know whats gonna happen but this isn’t finished…”

Jensen could only tighten his grip on your hand.

Jensen: “A is our cousin Luke he has managed to get his hands on some powerful real magic and now he is after Y/n again.”

Misha: “no more needs to be said im in. anything for my family.”

Jared: “its not even a question… im in.”

You stuck your hand in the middle.

Y/N: “family doesn’t end with blood.”

Jensen stuck his on top of yours.

Jensen: “Saving people..”

Jared was next.

Jared: “hunting things..”

Misha finished it.

Misha: “the family business..”

You sighed smiling lightly.

Y/N: “we got work to do…”

#spn hiatus writing challenge 2017 #spn hwc - week 15

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crpskills-blog · 6 years ago

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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

#CRPS #CRPSGallery #CRPSPAIN #ignorance+opiates #ignorancetowardsopiates #Latinphrasefromhouse #Livingwithdisability #nde #neardeathexperience #Pain #Suffering #SUICIDE

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feubrulantis · 6 years ago

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“ the past is with you , for better or worse ” / salem

“….I know.” Such words were not taken lightly by the Maiden, gaze not daring meet the grimm mother’s for even a second. She knew next to nothing concerning Salem’s past, but it was clear that something significant had drawn her to go as far as she currently had…. Cinder could relate, even if to only to a fraction of what her superior had dealt with. “I’ll grow, I’ll get stronger…. I promise.” A fist clenched ever so slightly at the notion, her recent shortcomings concerning Beacon never once leaving her mind. From the moment Salem had graced her with a chance at power, Cinder had blindly followed wholeheartedly. What was life for the maiden if she wasn’t destined for greatness, what would this all have been for had she not worked tooth and nail to achieve dominance and power without equal? She demanded power without equal… and as she finally dared meet Salem’s gaze with her own, it was clear she would do what it took to achieve it. “I won’t forget what has already happened, but…. I vow not to make the same mistakes twice.”

#||im so fucking drunk ignore like #||any errors in grammer or spelling fuckkkkk #||but spoiler alert she makes the same mistakes at haven oops #remnesque #Ω Inquiry;; (ask)#♡ Up In Flames;; (ic)

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jungshxook-blog · 8 years ago

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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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legion1993 · 7 years ago

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I Believe, I Believe, I BELIEVE

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Prompts: (dialogue prompt) “Don’t listen to them. Don’t you EVER listen to them.” (Song Prompt) Believer by Imagine Dragons

A/N: thank you all so much for all the love on these fics, here is Week 9 for the Supernatural Hiatus Writing Challenge 2017 and yet again this piece is a bit tricky and is very much un beta’d. I appreciate @thing-you-do-with-that-thing for the SPN HWC it has inspired me not to give up my passion for writing… as always please forgive any spelling and grammer errors in here.. and enjoy the story… give it some love please…

Plot: you had been taken away from them, your father had been a hunter but on a hunt gone wrong you witnessed him get murdered right in front of you and when the Winchesters found you they took you in… you and Dean fell in love… you had fallen for the eldest Winchester brother and though you weren’t ready to stop fighting… you felt like you and dean had a future bigger than hunting but one demon hunt gone wrong got you captured…

You could still remember it, one minute Dean holding onto your hand, but only seconds later you got knocked out as you got dragged away… then mere hours later waking up in a cold dark basement alone and unaware of where you were… your entire body was shaking badly so you curled up and shut your eyes trying to block out the love you had just lost…

Dean wouldn’t sleep, he refused the right to pull into any motel they kept trying to find the demons who took you… finally it was Ellen at the roadhouse that convinced Dean to stop eat and rest sort of…

Dean: “your taking Sam’s side on this.. guys I cant just sit back while Y/N is out there in the hands of those bastardic demons… I need to find her save her and bring her home… I was gonna propose to her today is our 3 year anniversary…”

Ellen: “I know how you feel boy but your no good to Y/N sleep deprived and starving… so take some time rest relax ive got Ash working on finding Y/N by either her phone or by her pager… yes she has a hidden pager I just hope those demons haven’t taken it away from her…”

Sam: “ellen you got a spare room where I can go take a shower and change before dinner…”

Ellen: “ya straight upstairs to the left…”

Dean watched as Sam took the duffle and left to go upstairs…

Dean: “I don’t see the point in relaxing and rest and eating when the love of my life is captured probably starving and dying… ellen I can’t live without her… hell I won’t live without her…”

Ellen: “you won’t have to boy, now I’m gonna go make you a roadhouse special go play pool.. you need to calm the fuck down…”

Jo: “I’ll even play a few rounds and then we will all help search for Y/N trust me Dean, I’m not gonna let my best friend die… anymore than you letting the love of your life die…”

Dean couldn’t help but smile lightly at jo’s attempt to cheer him up…

Dean: “your so on Harvelle… but when we find Y/N we all will have something to celebrate… mind you there is like nothing on earth I’d rather do than hold Y/N in my arms…”

Jo: “stop moopping and grab a cue so we can either play pool or spar… and don’t worry bout going easy on me… I wont hold it against you…”

Dean grabbed up a cue and spun it around there were many cues for a reason some were used to staff train where others were used to play pool… at this point to Dean it sounded like a good idea to spar than not… they had cleared away a lot of the tables to make room as Dean removed his jacket and his flannel leaving him only wearing his short sleeved sleak black tee…

Jo: “its on now, pretty boy…”

Jo then lunged at Dean who blocked it and they kept going like that for a while not realizing that there was gonna be hell to pay is Y/N was hurt… Dean got cocky at one point and then his memory of the night you got taken came back… which turned out to end badly for him against Jo…

Jo: “distracted are you?”

Dean: “just thinking about Y/N Y/N she is probably like alone and scared right now it's been 6 months and still no sign of her or those demons… it's like they vanished or they are…”

Jo: “cloaked by witches or something… your right we have to help her but how mom's not gonna let us go tonight…”

Dean: “don't worry we will go after she and Sam are in bed all we need is a bag of weapons and to get far enough away that by the time they realize we're gone we will already be halfway cross the states…”

Dean flipped Jo off him and pinned her instead when Ellen walked out and smiled…

Ellen: “dinner time Dean and Jo honey it looks like Dean has you beat… now both of you set this place straight and eat your dinner then do whatever you want… as soon as either me or Ash has a lead on Y/N we will let you know but till then don't blame yourselves for what happened… I'm gonna go catch some z's… night ya’ll”

Ellen waved at Dean and Jo before walking upstairs… Dean ate the food while Jo grabbed her emergency hunting bag as Dean stuff a few things into one of his bags and they wrote a note and walked out the door with keys to the Harley out front which took both Dean and Jo away from the Roadhouse and off to find Y/N…

Meanwhile, you were getting whipped and beaten cause you wouldn't give out any information that they asked for…

Demon 1: “where are those Winchesters?”

Y/N: “why would I tell ugly assholes like you when you could easily possess me.. oh wait hehe you can't haha suckers this won't mAke your boss very happy if I'm dead…”

Demon 2: “why you little ingrate we have held you now for 6 months and neither of those boys have come for you yet maybe they forgot about you…”

Demon 3: “maybe your boyfriend doesn't love you anymore…”

Demon 4: “maybe your boyfriend got mauled by a werewolf and died…”

You shoke your head trying to get rid of those thoughts but it wasn't working…

Y/N: “no no no… your wrong they are coming for me and this will not end wrong like it did with my parents you evil dicks…”

Demon 1 came up to you and slapped you…

Demon 1: “your a cunt…. A stupid one at that…”

Demon 2 came up next and broke your wrist…

Demon 2: “you stupid bitch your boyfriend must be blind cause you're fugly…”

This brought tears to your eyes as demon 3 came up and kicked you in the stomach…

Demon 3: “you're as much of a wuss as your father was when we killed him although he wasn't a white…”

You were curled in a ball when demon 4 came up to you and picked you up by your neck…

Demon 4: “your man will never come for you cause he probably never loved you in the first place…”

They all laughed as you landed on the ground with a loud thud and your sobs filled the air as once more they shut the door and locked it leaving the window open to keep the smell of rotting flesh under control…

You kept thinking bout Dean never imagining that it would have taken him this long to rescue you… but then you heard the door you didn't know what time it was but it was late… the sound of foot steps coming down made you stay still as Azazel came down…

Y/N: “you evil bastard you murdered John Winchester tried to kill my boyfriend attempted to turn his brother on the world and to top it off you tortured my boyfriend… just u wait till they get here they will end you…”

You spat at him and he slapped you hard as he laughed,

Azazel: “I heard through the grapevine that your boyfriend and your best friend a spunky blonde were spotted by a few of my spies heading through the barrier into Wyoming they are going after the colt… sadly they won't make it in time to save you before I open it…”

You felt your eyes open wide as he said those words which meant you had to be somewhere in the middle…

Y/N: “your looking for it aren’t you… your looking for the devils gate… you know you bastard that your never gonna get in right I mean even if you did manage to get in to it why would you want to… your out of hell… your free to roam the earth…”

Azazel: “able to roam the continent yes able to do it freely no… im bound to a promise I made to my boss… to let her out… and she is very anxious to meet you… she is the one who holds your boyfriends contract… which I will let him out of if you tell me what you know about it…”

Your eyes went into shock, your mind started shifting through questions like why would Dean make a deal, is what he said true...

Y/N: “your lying you sick son of a bitch, your lying… he wouldn’t do anything like that… he loves me too much to do it…”

Suddenly it became really cold in there… Azazel started laughing as you shivered…

Azazel: “seems like my little mice are playing my game… your boyfriend is close honey but your not gonna be alive too much longer to see how this story plays out…”

Y/N: “whatever your gonna do to me do it but leave my boyfriend out of it… he is the only family I have left… and FYI you will die Azazel you will die otherwise it will end very badly for you… ive seen it ive seen some of my future…”

Azazel heard some sort of ruckus and ran back upstairs leaving you alone in the dark basement once more. suddenly you heard it coming in through the window Deans voice he was singing… the wind was carrying it in…

Deans voice: “I was broken from a young age, Taking my sulking to the masses, Writing my poems for the few, That look at me, took to me, shook to me, feeling me, Singing from heartache from the pain, Taking my message from the veins, Speaking my lesson from the brain, Seeing the beauty through the...”

You decided to finish it by trying to ignore everything that azazel had just said and you decided to sing finish the words and let the wind carry them back…

Y/Ns voice: “Pain! You made me a, you made me a believer, believer Pain! You break me down, you build me up, believer, believer Pain! Oh let the bullets fly, oh let them rain My life, my love, my drive, it came from... Pain! You made me a, you made me a believer, believer”

You kept singing till you passed out from all the pain… you woke up to voices but you made play that you were still sleeping to hear what was being said…

Demon 1: “they are practically on top of our location boss wants this place to be rigged so when they get here they cant reach the girl…”

Demon 2: “well Azazel said that we cant kill her but he promised me that I could fuck her and take her virginity cause that Winchester and her haven’t done it yet… I know they haven’t cause she keeps going into pre sexual encounter heat…”

Demon 1: “well we still need her as bait for that boy… but boss did tell me one thing we could fuck her up when the Winchester busts through that door…”

They laughed as they walked up the stairs and awaited their orders but you knew that from the way they were talking you weren’t gonna like what was about to happen…

Meanwhile at a little motel in Wyoming Dean and Jo were working on a plan to find you… so far they had come up with nothing… this was their 3rd day that they had been there… they had found bubkis but one morning deans phone rang as he was standing outside the room watching the dawn… but he looked at the display as he heard your voice carried through the wind… he answered the phone…

Dean: “look I know your pissed but we are fine…”

Ellen: “I’m more than pissed Sam and I are in the impala heading towards you guys. bobby is also on his way we aren’t letting you guys do this alone…”

Dean: “look guys I said to both you and Sam that I would go find her with or without you guys so we can’t do anything more at this moment…”

Ellen: “well we might be able to help with that because bobby has a clue… but we wil see you and Jo in a few hours tops… don’t worry about a thing boy…”

The call disconnected in seconds as dean soaked your voice in… Jo came up behind him and looked around…

Jo: “my mom, Sam and Bobby are on their way aren’t they…”

Dean nodded and smiled lightly…

Dean: “I can hear Y/N singing her voice is being carried through the wind… she finished my line from what I sang last night… I hope she is ok… and I swear to god I’ll kill anyone who has laid a finger on her…”

Jo: “I’ll help but right now anger and violence isn’t gonna help anyone especially Y/N… come on inside lets get some space in here and lets spar before they get here…”

Dean shoke his head but before he could object Jo dragged his ass inside… she threw him on the ground..

Jo: “Dean stop all this depression act seriously if Y/N could see you right now, what would she say hmm she is captured yes but that doesn’t stop us from doing what we do best and that’s killing every stupid son of a bitch out there… seriously dean lighten up and let loose…”

Dean got up off the ground and knocked Jo on her ass as he smiled…

Dean: “you want me to let loose fine I will but I swear that there has to be a way for me to find her using this… I mean I can’t be the only one to hear it… next time I hear it I will follow the wind.. hopefully to find my beloved and propose to her… and kill the stupid son of a bitch who took her from me…”

Dean and Jo sparred till ellen, sam and bobby arrived… dean and jo got sat down in front of a map…

Bobby: “Ellen got this from the safe ash had put it there… five locations have been marked with Xs. Each X marks an abandoned frontier church, all mid-19th century, built by Samuel Colt. A set of iron railway lines connecting each church forms a pentagram, making a hundred-square-mile devil's trap.”

Dean: “whats right dead smack in the middle of it… that’s gotta be the area where they are keeping my girl… ive gotta go I have to find her… ok I heard her voice she finished the line I sung in the wind last night… it was brought back to me this morning… she is close by and hurt badly…”

Sam put a arm cross his brothers chest trying to stop him from reaching the door…

Sam: “Dean stop ok right in the center of that giant devils trap is cowboy cemetery it’s right dead smack in the center of Wyoming… we can’t just march in undetected although if Azazel has Y/N she may be worse than dead right now… Dean you need to know why you and Y/N can communicate through the wind… why you could hear her voice… yellow eyes not only wants me but wants her too… but he couldn’t have her or her power until he got her away from you… they have been torturing her dean and because she is tied to you by the bonds of love she is trying to reach out to you… she has a sirens song.. her voice her singing voice is her weapon… it’s why when she screams the ground shakes… I knew this because it’s how I found out… the ground wasn’t already broken that day when we escaped from that god awful hell hole she broke it to break our chains… she made me swear to keep it to myself till it mattered but I’ve been having nightmares or visions of this day for like a long time… Dean Yellow eyes is trying to make a deal with Y/N if she has his right hands baby… instead of yours…”

The look on Dean’s face went to one of shock as he stumbled back onto the bed and he placed his head in his hands as jo came up beside him…

Jo: “use the wind Dean use it to sing to her… get a message to her… do something we can’t let this happen…”

Sam: “yes but they are expecting us they know we are coming but they are expecting to start making this baby so basically raping Y/N when they hear us walking in the door to save her…”

Ellen: “Y/N is family so let’s save her… we have to save her we can’t let this Yellow eyed son of a bitch do this to her… but we also need to stop the devils gate from being opened…”

Bobby: “I think I have an idea but it’s risky… everyone thinks Sam and Y/N are dead like that yellow eyes turned them on eachother and had then kill eachother… that’s what yellow eyes thought happened… till his lackys brought him Y/N and now he is wondering maybe if Sam’s alive… but if we split up like Dean goes with jo to rescue Y/N exorcize any demonic lackys you can in any way possible… but don’t die… Sam you come with Ellen and I to the gate we need to stop whoever he has trying to open the gate from opening it and unleashing hell on earth…”

Sam: “Jo take care of Dean please make sure he doesn’t do anything stupid…”

Jo: “I can do that but no guarantees that either of us will come out of this unscathed… but we will do everything possible to make sure we all survive this with as little damage as possible… but if Azazel can let dean out of his deal than that means he must know who holds the contract... meaning maybe we can work something out to allow this not to happen…”

Dean: “im going now I will sing all the way there if I have too… just to get Y/N to know I’m on my way… if your coming that’s fine but I am getting my girl back and out of there before Azazel has his lacky breed with my girl…”

The tone of dean’s voice made everyone back off… Dean’s alpha dominance was being shown publicly and no one argued… but Jo knew jo figured that dean was an alpha he always had that way about him but right then he scared her… they made a path as Jo grabbed their bags and followed dean to the motorbike, they got on not giving a glance back as they sped off to the center of Wyoming… the center of the map…

Once there they parked the bike and looked around they tried to find out where Azazel may be… Dean removed his helmet and turned his head trying to find which way the wind was…

Jo could only hope that you got his song this time… Dean breathed in slightly as he hummed to start…

Dean: “I was thinking bout you, thinkin' bout me Thinkin' bout us, what we gon' be Open my eyes yeah, it was only Just A Dream…”

He felt the wind once again blow passed as he sat there praying it reached you… Meanwhile, you were being slapped when the wind blew passed you bringing in Dean’s words… for the first time in a while it felt like you had a little bit of strength to do what you had too… so you did…

Y/N: “So I traveled back, down that road Will he come for me, no one knows I realize yeah, it was only Just A Dream”

You let the words fly with the wind and you then used your voice to try to exorcize these dicks…

Demon 1: “that was a strange thing you did there girl… where is your boyfriend… he won’t be able to save you…”

Demon 3: “don’t worry little girl we will make sure your boyfriend lives long enough to see you get fucked and brutalized and impregnated…. Before we make him eat his own heart…”

Y/N: “well that little song that I just did is a smaller version of what I can actually do… now prepare to bleed gentlemen…”

You inhaled a big breath and exhaled it as quickly making your voice go sonic again… you watched as they crumbled to the floor holding their ears but blood kept flowing out of them… once the scream stopped the wind carried it out as a cry for help… you then started singing… you tried for a while now to put a tune to the exorcism but nothing had worked so far… so you decided to use your singing voice it was windy enough outside that it would carry your tune to Dean leading him straight to you…

As you did the demons couldn’t get up and you realized that your song wasn’t a curse it was a gift one you could see one day earning yourself a prize for talent if controlled properly… but right now it was gonna be your ticket out of there… meanwhile Dean and Jo sat there waiting in the wind but your voice came through and dean threw his helmet back on and followed your voice…

They came to the outside of the place you were being held, dean and jo got off the bike taking off the helmets and started towards the building guns in hand but these were water guns full of holy water…

Dean: “they gotta be keeping her here somewhere…”

Then they heard it..

Azazel: “night after night I come down here offering this to you and yet still you refuse to believe that your boyfriend would sell his soul for Sam and not you… well right now I have it on good authority that you made 2 of my best goons bleed earlier with your voice…”

Then it rang through… the sound of Azazel’s hand as it hit your cheek…

Azazel: “that’s for doing that first of all and second if your voice escaped and brought your boyfriend here or anywhere close you will loose your virginity sooner than not because that’s gonna happen as soon as the devils gate is opened.. no one will be able to stop us then…”

That’s when you spat in his face… he slapped you again and this time held you to the ground making you cry out in pain… Dean and Jo knelt outside the small window, Jo held dean back as they watched you get beaten and slapped and bruised…

Jo: “Dean don’t it won’t help her… we have to wait until he leaves before we can talk to her… ok just stay quiet for a few more moments…”

With Jo’s hand on his shoulder, he calmed down slightly without hesitation the first chance he gets he was gonna talk to you… after 15 minutes of watching Azazel keep you pinned as he beat you and everything they watched as Azazel once more sat you below the window and walked out of the room they waited till they heard the door slam and lock before before sticking a walkie talkie down there on the string and having it land in your lap…

You picked it up and heard a voice one that until now you had only heard through the wind…

Dean: “Y/N baby talk to me… say something please…”

Y/N: “dean you found me… but how…”

Dean: “its ok baby its ok soon you will be back in my arms soon but right now Jo and I need to get you out of there… we need to get you away from here…”

Y/N: “dean go to the door and wait for my command then you and Jo have to say it as soon as you start antagonizing them… Azazel will come down here and prtect his ‘cargo’ that’s me… or at least that’s what he calls me… and then start exorcizing those demonic bitches… ill make a deal with Azazel… that he can use me as leverage to get the gate appeased or something like that but he wont know bout his lackys… dean im so sorry bout that….”

Dean: “its ok baby girl you were my most important hunt looking for you has made me stronger… I love you, we all do and now we need to save you… Bobby, Ellen and Sam are at the gate trying to stop Jake from using the colt to open it… don’t worry baby we will kill these sons of bitches… im gonna call sam ok talk to jo for a few moments… she has been missing you as much as I have…”

Dean passes the talkie off to jo and then pulls out his phone to make the call to sam…

Dean: “Sam we found Y/N but she is hurt badly like she needs help now…. We have a plan to get her out of here but getting her to you guys to go to the hospital is a different story we are gonna do a mass exorizm and then get her away from Azazel… Azazel will be able to tell when the gate is opened… let it open we need to get him away from her…”

Sam: “ok just do whatever you have too we will kill 3 birds with 2 stones…”

Meanwhile you and Jo were talking…

Jo: “so what exactly hurts???”

Y/N: “everything it feels like ive been hit by a bus…”

Jo: “well don’t worry darlin’ we will get you out of there…”

Y/N: “Azazel wont rest he plans on taking me to the gate when its opened so he can have his minion breed with me and make demonic spawn…”

Jo: “we wont let that happen girl I promise… none of us will… now play your part girl the door is opening and hide that walkie… silence it tho… ok we love you and we wont let you down…”

As soon as you hid that walkie you watched as the door opened and Azazel came down and he laughed…

Azazel: “poor defenseless Y/N still…”

Y/N: “first of all asshole I’m not defenseless second I want to negociate did you manage to precur Dean’s contract..”

Azazel pulled out the contract as he chuckled…

Azazel: “the little girl wants to negociate… ok let’s hear it…”

Y/N: “well you will rip up and get rid of that contract and make it so he gets to live a long and happy life without any hidden clauses, in return I’ll do a spell to enslave as many meat suits within a week for your new lackys… all you have to do is promise me that after I do that list no one dies not me not dean not anyone…”

Azazel paced thinking about your deal as he nodded…

Azazel: “so how do we seal this deal?”

You sang a song that made the agreement float in the air and he looked at it…

Y/N: “its legal and binding completely unbreakable this is a witches agreement… used to make deals of our own without the help of demon shits like you… now you have to sign it in your own blood to make it legal… now do it and let Dean’s contract burn to ashes…”

You used your sirens song to bend him to your will to force him to sign the contract then to stand there and do nothing then you radio’d Dean and Jo to start the plan… which they did… the knocked on the door…

Dean: “come on out fuglies I want my girl back….”

The demons came out in a big group and Dean sprayed them with holy water and you could hear the plan being put into motion, you kept singing keeping control of Azazel you made him untie you and then you started to sing your part… to join in on theirs which you could hear…

Dean, Jo & Y/N: “Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica. Ergo, draco maledicte. Ecclesiam tuam securi tibi facias libertate servire, te rogamus, audi nos.”

You heard the sound of the lackies smoking out and you continued singing but then something broke your attention and Azazel kicked your stomach as Dean and Jo got downstairs…

Azazel: “I’ll see you at the party which is about to start… and don’t fail me doll…”

You fell to the ground as Azazel left and you groaned in pain… as Dean and Jo surrounded you…

Y/N: “we have to stop him… before he gets to sam…”

Dean: “easy babe we will stop him but we also need to keep you safe and get you to Ellen… ellen has the first aid kit… we will get you patched up babe… trust me… Jo help me… we need to get ourselves to the cemetary… we need to meet up with everyone else…”

Jo helped get you out of there and then dean held you as he smiled lightly…

Dean: “jo your driving we will keep Y/N between us if we have to we will sit her side saddle on my lap and ill hold her and you but we need to get her patched and out of here…”

Jo: “so we are screwing helmets…”

Dean: “yep that we are…”

Jo got on first and then dean sat down helping you sit between him and jo as carefully as possible making sure you were secure before taking off straight towards more danger… when you guys got there there was a ton of stuff happening, but most important thing was Sam shooting Jake in the chest 4 times…

Dean: “Sammy stop it alright he’s dead…”

Ellen and Bobby walk past Sam, with Bobby staring at him hard. Ellen switches places with Dean who walks over to look at Jake, then Sam, who wipes the blood from his face.

The six of you look over to the crypt as two separate engravings on the crypt spin in different directions, then stop.

Bobby: “Oh, no.”

Ellen: “Bobby, what is it?”

Bobby: “It's hell.”

Sam pulls the Colt from the Crypt.

Bobby: “Take cover— now!”

All six of you run behind tombstones as the doors to the crypt burst open. A large black mass erupts from the other side and shoots outward. That was it a thousand more demons in the world.. just what you all needed but as you huddled into Ellen surrounded by Jo not knowing where dean was you felt your heart drop… you had no idea what was about to happen…

black demon smoke continues to pour from the crypt, with individual trails of smoke haring off in different directions. Bobby, Ellen, Dean, Jo, You and Sam are taking cover behind some tombstones nearby.

Dean: “what the hell just happened?!”

Ellen: “that's a devil's gate. a damn door to hell.”

Ellen: “come on! we gotta shut that gate!”

Dean checks the colt for bullets. And smiles as he brings it over to you whose purched right now against a tree…

Dean: “if the demon gave this to jake... then maybe...”

thunder crashes and the yellow eyed demon appears behind Dean. he flings the colt out of Dean's hand and into his own. Dean looks astonished, getting closer to you to keep distance between you and Azazel.

Azazel: “boys shouldn't play with daddy's guns.”

Azazel throws Dean into the air, Dean lands hard against the ground but hits his head on a tombstone and lies there, stunned. You scream but it isn’t as powerful because your weak…

Bobby, Ellen, and Sam are struggling to close the crypt door. Sam looks over and sees Dean down, you being telepathically choked and then sees Azazel who looks at Sam and smiles.

Sam: “Dean! Jo get to Y/N help her… shoot the bastard do something…”

he lets go of the gate door and runs toward his brother and future sister in law… Jo chucks a ton of holy water at Azazel as Sam rushes in… Jo and Sam come up on either side of you, they surround you trying to think of a plan… Sam gets pushed back and thrown against the tree azazel laughs… you and Jo just stand there mortified by what azazel was doing to the brothers…

Azazel: “i'll get to you in a minute, champ. but i'm proud of you— knew you had it in you.”

Dean is struggling upright. Azazel throws him against a post. You screech hoping its enough but it isn’t…

Azazel: “sit a spell. so, dean... i gotta thank you. you see, demons can't resurrect people, unless a deal is made. i know, red tape— it'll make you nuts. but thanks to you, sammy's back in rotation.”

Azazel laughs watching your expression as he holds onto both brothers… you then realized he doesn’t remember what happened you run in and you stand between him and dean…

Azazel: “now, i wasn't counting on that, the little girlfriend coming to save the man who took 6 months to find you… pity… but i'm glad that sammys back, i liked him better than jake, anyhow. tell me— have you ever heard the expression, "if a deal sounds too good to be true, it probably is?" well honey how bout it this is my…”

Dean: “you call that deal good?”

You started giggling for you knew the truth you then pulled out the contract and smiled…

Y/N: “hey bastard look this is a witches agreement… it has the power of a demonic contract but its made by witches and signed by other people to do our bidding… such a shame that we cant undo ours the way a demon can undo theirs…”

Azazel looked at the contracts signature line and saw his own signature in his own blood…

Azazel: “well, it's a better shake than your dad ever got. and you never wondered why? i'm surprised at you. i mean... holy shit ive been sirened… spelled.. bewitched… oh well I guess a deals a deal… but know this whatever happens… you have to live with those consequences…”

Y/N: “I know you skanky son of a bitch…”

Azazel pushes passed you and approaches Dean to speak to him face-to-face

Azazel: “you saw what your brother just did to Jake, right? that was pretty cold, wasn't it?

Azazel laughs and takes a good look around making his own voice shake the skies with thunder….

Azazel: “how certain are you that what you brought back, is 100%, pure, sam?”

Sam, you & Jo stood watching, looking horrified;. in addition to watching black demon smoke fly every which way up left right, what appears to be ghosts are now also walking.

Azazel: “you of all people should know, that's what's dead, should stay dead. anyway... thanks a bunch. i knew i kept you alive for some reason. until now, anyway. i couldn't have done it without your pathetic, self-loathing, self-destructive desire to sacrifice yourself for your family.”

you watched as Azazel towered over dean. as the bastard cocks the colt and aims it at Dean, you & Jo watch as John Winchester himself… grabs the demon from behind. the body the demon possessed falls to the ground, the gun still in hand, while john and the cloud of smoke that was Azazel wrestled. the demon pushes him to the ground and enters the body once more. when he stands up, Dean was pointing the colt at him, and waits till your kneeling right beside him to pull the trigger which shoots him in the heart. the demon then falls to the ground, dead.

Bobby and Ellen finally close the gate doors and turn to see John. Dean stands up holding you and faces his dad. John walks forward, and smiles at Dean, putting his hand on Dean's shoulder. John smiles at you and you nod as both are teary, and Sam approaches; Dean and John both look at Sam, John and Sam nod at each other. with another look at Dean, John steps back and disappears into white light.

Dean and Sam look at each other, Sam comes in for a group hug between the 3 of you and no sooner had you all done that than you were all bombarded by the others who helped get you back to the impala… you and Dean sat there in private and you told Dean everything that the demons had told you..

Dean: “Y/N Don’t listen to them. Don’t you EVER listen to them. I took so long to find you cause I didn’t want to make a mistake and go in half cocked… plus no one would let me…. Anyway now that the gate is open I guess we have a lot of hunting to do and plus now I can ask you this question… Y/N will you marry me??”

You stumbled for a moment before nodding and then feeling a small cold piece of metal being slid on your finger… you looked down and saw a beautiful engagement ring and you smiled at Dean not realizing that your stitches had burst… Dean looked down and yelled at everyone else… the feeling of Dean holding you against him with a cold compress to your side as the impala sped its way down the road to the nearest hospital…

You couldn’t make out anything that was being said, you couldn’t tell anything that was happening the only thing you knew was the feeling of Dean’s body against your head… the compress still there dean hadn’t set you down…

Dean: “no don’t move her you move her she will bleed out please don’t do this I proposed to her tonight I cant loose her… she had gotten kidnapped a while back im FBI the old guy in the hat is my commanding officer I was doing everything in my power to find my girl.. we had made it to shoot on sight for the guys that took her… please don’t make me wait while you do this…”

Nurse: “im sorry but we cant fix her unless we move her…”

Ellen: “listen here bitch… we have been through hell tonight and these 2 kids need looking after my boy here got his head bashed he needs stitches as much as she does now if you’re not gonna cooperate then give us the supplies and we will do it otherwise admit them both have him hold her and you guys patch them up that’s a god damn order..”

Now everyone smartened up the doctors and nurses led the way dean holding onto you flipped you around facing the other side the compress still cold under his hand… the doctors placed both of you in a room having Dean sit with you on the table as they stitched him and you up and gave you a pain sedative and cleaned your wounds assessed your bruises and casted your wrist… you were in your loves arms… that’s all you cared about…

When they were all done they laid you both in a bed and let the others through… no one left no one moved no one wanted to not till you woke… it was 24 hours before you woke, at that moment you moved slightly wincing in pain. But waking up against something not cold, not hard, not scratchy, it was your fiancé’s chest…

You opened your eyes being careful of the parts on your body that hurt and you moved your hand… which made your fiancé move beneath you…

Dean: “Y/N baby its ok we are in the hospital… you were out for 24 hours… you haven’t left my side I promise… baby what happened to you down there wasn’t anything you could have controlled… you helped me rescue you and for that im grateful… and now your gonna become a Winchester and join the family permenantly not like I could have gotten rid of you even if I had wanted too… but right now you have a family surrounding you and we all love you… especially me… but the doctor said your not to do any harsh movements for a while which means your on a no hunting policy for a while… you get wedding planning instead… Jo has even offered to be your maid of honor… obviously my brother is my best man with Ellen and Bobby as our witnesses we will invite anyone who will come along and become husband and wife…”

Y/N: “but what about the devils gate it was open long enough for many demons to escape… we need to stop them all…”

Ellen: “we will darlin’ but we cant do it half ass’d we need to find each of them and exorcize every single on…”

Jo: “I say we take a family photo as a engagement photo for Y/N and Dean well a secret one anyway..”

Y/N: “Jo I look terrible and we are in a hospital…”

Sam: “its nothing if not memorable.. the same day the gate was opened my brother got engaged we have to document this moment…”

You looked at dean who smiled and nodded… everyone crowded round helping you & Dean into a comfortable position as you all got ready to take the photo… you held your left hand out in a fist towards the camera… the photo showed the ring and the love and the family… cause that’s what being a hunter is all about…

Family don’t end in blood it’s the people who surround you each day and make your life worth living that is what true family is… it’s those who will be around you even when it seems like the world is against you…

The motto is as follows and every single Winchester has had this motto for their family: SAVING PEOPLE, HUNTING THINGS, THE FAMILY BUSINESS…

#spn hiatus writing challenge 2017 #spn hwc - week 9

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legion1993 · 7 years ago

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The Engaged To Wed, The Veil Torn Thin To Reveal More

A/N: thank you everyone for inspiring me to keep going with this challenge. Ive done all the weeks and im so proud to bring you Week 19 of the SPN Hiatus Writing Challenge brought to us each week by the lovely @thing-you-do-with-that-thing. This is gonna be a sequal to my week 7 fic as always ignore any spelling/grammer errors and keep on smiling.

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Prompt: PROMPT 1 (Dialouge prompt): ”It’s just you and me tonight. We can do whatever we want.“ PROMPT 2 (Au/Trope): Damsel not in distress and ends up saving the day

Plot: its been almost 2 weeks since your betrothed came back from the dead. You thought it a miracle and while you perceived everything to be ok, you had no idea something worse was a drift.

part 1

Sam and Bobby left the house for a while to give you and Dean some privacy. Not that you and Dean cared. As he kissed you and as his hands roamed your body, you moaned, throwing your head back. You knew what he wanted, and now you knew it was what you wanted as well.

Dean had been so patient in waiting, so you made up your mind that tonight would be the night. You stepped back from Dean briefly and removed your clothes, slowly, watching his eyes grow hungry with lust and desire. He removed his clothes then, never taking his eyes off you. As he took you in his arms and lowered you gently to the bed, He asked,

Dean: "Are you sure about this? Once we do this it can't be undone."

You felt a teardrop fall as you cupped his face whispering,

Y/N: "I lost you once. I never got to have you in this way, and I felt empty inside, like a piece of me was missing. I love you Dean. You are the one I want to spend the rest of my life with. I want this, now."

Dean's lean muscular body covered yours, his hard member settling between your legs, pressing against your entrance.

Y/N: "Do it!"

You said, looking into Dean's eyes. He nodded as if understanding and captured your mouth in a deep hard kiss. As he did so he pushed his way inside you, past the barrier of your innocence and waited, letting your body adjust to this new feeling.

His kiss became even more demanding causing you to become more wet and aroused, which allowed for easier motion as he began to move inside you. You began to notice new feelings of pleasure and arousal and your moans became louder.

Dean, turned on by the louder moans of desire moved in and out faster, as if the world was going to end. Your cries became more intense as you felt your first climax happen. Dean followed close behind, emitting a low growl as he came, spilling his seed inside you. He collapsed on top of you, and for what seemed like an eternity, you just stayed like that, holding each other close.

Sometime later, Sam came knocking on the door but thankfully did not open it.

You and Dean nearly jump out of your skin at the banging on the door. Scrambling for covers and clothing Dean manages to ask who it is. Blushing furiously you rush into your now wrinkled clothing as Dean finally opens the door.

Sam looks at Dean, currently shirtless, then at you, then chuckles in amusement. You look down and realize your shirt is on backwards and inside out. Dean ushers a still laughing Sam out of the room and closes the door so you can fix your shirt. Once you are presentable and your hair is brushed, you come out of the room and walk over to Sam, who is still wearing an amused smile on his face. You punch him slightly hard in the arm with a playful smile on your face as you say,

Y/N: "If you say anything to anyone I will knock your teeth out."

Dean bursts out in full laughter as does Bobby. Sam, rubbing his now bruised arm, joins in the merriment. He looks up at you and says,

Sam: "I have no doubt that you could YN. Don't worry I got your back partner."

Winking as he says that. While Dean was gone you and Sam spent alot of time hunting together. He was like a brother to you, helping you, teaching you to fight, and training you about different monsters. He began calling you 'partner' as an endearment and it just kinda stuck.

Heading to the kitchen to make food for everyone You smile to yourself. You finally feel whole again with Dean back in your life and having now consummated the love you felt for him.

Soon the smell of eggs, bacon, hash browns and toast fill the room. All three men make their way to the kitchen and grab plates for themselves. Being gentlemen they allow you to go first, so you grab some food and sit down.

You watch the man you love grab food, stuffing his face as he does. Realization dawns on you that he might not have eaten much since being brought back. Not that he did much complaining while the two of you were in the bedroom, as other things were occupying both your minds.

As you decide what you want to make for dinner, you know for sure that an Apple pie is on the menu, remembering how much Dean loved pie.

You like the idea of surprising him with this treat, then you realize you should probably make 2 pies. Finishing up the list, you get up from the table and the guys help you clean up the kitchen.

Dean comes up behind you and wraps his strong arms possessively around your waist, nuzzling your neck with kisses.

Dean: "Breakfast was fantastic sweetheart, but I really enjoyed the appetizer more. Cant wait for the encore later."

He turns you around and captures your mouth again in a hungry kiss.

Sam scoffs and clears his throat in mock horror.

Sam: "Ugh, get a room You two! Gross!"

You break the kiss and chase Sam as he laughs and runs out the door. You catch him, tackling him to the ground and twisting his fingers behind his back. Sam, on his stomach and still laughing, taps the ground in defeat as pain registers.

Bobby and Dean watch the whole thing, erupting in hysterical laughter and Dean gains a whole new level of respect for the woman you have become. Not many people have ever been able to take Sam down that easily. You let Sam up after he apologizes and dust off your clothes. You go inside to retrieve the shopping list and give it to Sam.

Y/N: "Here is how you can apologize Sammy dear. Go pick up these items for dinner tonight. Please don't be all day cuz I do need time to cook it."

You say, batting your eyelashes and flashing an innocent smile.

Dean chuckles and says,

Dean: "I will go with Sam and make sure the trip is quick. How does that sound?"

Sam nods gratefully as you reply,

Y/N: "ok. Have fun."

And watch as they get in the car and drive away.

You go back inside and play a couple rounds of cards with Bobby, then help him with fixing his truck.

Two hours pass and you frown, thinking that the boys should have been back by now, especially the way they drive. As you hand Bobby a wrench you voice your concern.

Y/N: "The boys should have been back by now. They never run this far behind without calling. In going to call Dean to make sure they are ok."

Bobby nods, noting that you are right, and you grab your phone and punch in Dean's number, which goes straight to voicemail. Then you call Sam's phone but that too goes straight to voicemail. Fear and panic well up inside you as infinite possibilities cross your mind. Random shootings, car crash, alien abduction...your mind swims with endless scenarios, no matter how farfetched.

Bobby comes over to you and gives you a hug.

Bobby: "We will find them YN, i promise."

You nod and calm down slightly as Bobby's words comfort you.

Sam pushed the cart while Dean grabbed the items on the list. While in the checkout line, both noticed an exceptionally attractive woman leaving the store, and Dean commented.

Dean: "Hey Sammy, you should ask her out. I'm sure your totally her type."

Sam gave his brother a playful push as the two finished paying, grabbed their items and left the store. While loading the groceries in the car Sam looks up and happens to see the same woman looking upset at her car. Upon a closer look Sam sees a flat tire on the passenger rear side of the car.

Nudging Dean, Sam says,

Sam: "dude, that girl from earlier has a flat tire. We should go fix it for her, then maybe I can get her number."

Dean shrugs and nods. Together they go and begin fixing the flat. As they do, the girl, who appeared thrilled to have help, begins to hum to herself. The notes sound like springtime mixed with ambrosia. Its melody is almost bewitching and the boys look up at the woman, their eyes becoming dull as they are entranced by the song.

Leaving the car with the partially fixed tire, they follow the siren to another vehicle where they get in with her and drive off, leaving their cell phones in the nearby garbage can.

Back at bobby’s you were taking some time to whack the old cars in the yard, you had already spent numerous hours hitting the cars wrecking them. Bobby was starting to get worried so he placed a call one day.

Bobby: “ellen its me I need some back up and its something that maybe you and Jo can help with.”

Ellen breathed over the phone.

Ellen: “where bouts? How bad is it?”

Bobby breathed and looked at u from the window..

Bobby: “its bad ellen really really bad. How soon can you get to my place?”

Ellen screamed at jo in the background as she sighed.

Ellen: “we are just loading up. We will be on the road soon.”

Bobby: “hurry otherwise there wont be any decent scrap metal left for me to fix the truck.”

Ellen chuckled as bobby hung up the phone and took Rumsfeld with him to see you. As he approached you, you were beating on the hood of a semi-truck with a large axe.

Bobby: “why don’t you give it a rest?”

Y/N: “ill rest when they are found bobby…”

Bobby: “I put the word out on the boys and the impala if they are out there we will find them.”

Bobby then heard a car pull up on the gravol, he looked at you struggling with a part on the mustang you had now decided to take parts from. He waved over his guests who silently stood there looking at you. You hadn’t noticed them standing there then Jo apprached your leg and started to crawl in on top of you slowly you didn’t think anything of it till she touched your bare skin and you jumped.

Jo: “still trying to fix your baby…”

You turned round and pinned her to the seat as you giggled.

Y/N: “Jo what are you doing here girl?”

Jo: “bobby called mom wanting help with cheering you up and finding those boys…”

You smiled and hugged her.

Y/N: “that sneaky old man…”

Bobby chuckled..

Bobby: “I heard that…”

Y/N: “you were meant too… ellen take him inside before I beat him up in training again…”

Ellen laughed and you heard then footsteps walking away from the vehicles.

You turned back to the part under the dash…

Jo: “so what do you know about what happened to the boys?”

Y/N: “nothing ive been too upset with myself for not realizing something was wrong earlier…”

Jo patted your back with concern…

Jo: “its not your fault… I cant say anything else except for we are gonna find them… we will and when we do we will kick the ass of the creep that took them…”

You smiled feeling her warm concern as you finished pulling out that part.

Y/N: “I missed you girl… oh by the way I have a question for you?”

Jo helped you get out of the car, she looked at you trying to figure out what you would want to ask her.

Jo: “well ask away?”

You could only smile as you concealed your engagement ring under your shirt.

Y/N: “will you be my Maid of Honor???”

You watched as Jo’s expression went from one of small happiness to overwhelming squealing…

Jo: “does that mean…”

You nodded your head and pulled the ring on the chain off from round your neck… showing it to her… you and her squealed hugging it out…

Jo: “omg girl you finally got engaged fuck bad timing for the boys to disappear….”

You nodded your head as both of you walked slowly back to the house… arriving inside you were stopped by ellen & Bobby who were baffled…

Ellen: “hun they found the impala…”

Your head snapped up and your eyes widened.

Y/N: “what else did they find?”

Ellen: “they found some weird looking purple flower around in and down the rood leading away from the impala…”

Y/N: “are they towing the impala here?”

Bobby nodded…

Bobby: “I pleaded that to them… I told them that if they didn’t I would come down there and kick their asses…”

You laughed and then felt Jo grab your hand with as much concern as you had…

Ellen: “hun do you have any idea what could have taken those boys… dean wouldn’t just leave the impala on the side of the road like that or their phones in the garbage cans near by…”

You nodded and went to the lore book on the desk and found the page you were looking for…

Y/N: “siren…”

Bobby: “siren you mean like greek mythology lures sailors to their deaths on the rocky shore with their song type of siren….”

You nodded…

Y/N: “except it is rare to find one outside of Greece… but they are extremely dangerous we need to find it and we need to find it fast… its worst thing it can do to a person in this side of the globe is infect it with its venom compulsion… basically if we don’t find the boys soon I hate to think what kind of horrible things she is gonna have them do… eventually she will get bored with them and she will have them kill eachother…”

Jo was at your side instantly you leaned your head on her shoulder as ellen and bobby watched you break into what seemed to be a thousand different pieces…

Ellen: “its time to get some sleep… or at least lay down and rest…”

You sobbed lightly as you turned slightly to look at ellen…

Y/N: “no what I should be doing is finding my fiancé and brother in law…”

Ellen: “no what you should be doing is getting some sleep… by morning the impala should be here… Jo will keep you company and then tomorrow you and jo will go in the impala and find those boys… whatever it takes girls…”

Both of you knew what she meant but you still hadn’t fully figured out those abilities… you and jo went upstairs after taking a few shots of vodka… you felt the eyes of your best friend looking at you, you were just sitting on the bed starring at a photo of you & Dean… Jo came up behind you and she sighed…

Jo: “you ok?”

Y/N: “no im not… who knows what that bitch is doing to the boys right now…”

You turned down your light as Jo did and you both laid down in bed and you ended up cuddled by Jo as you fell asleep crying… then Jo fell asleep shortly after you did… about 8 hours later you both woke up to a knock at the door. You both groaned but didn’t move…

Ellen came in and just looked at both of you…

Ellen: “it’s a new day and the impala has arrived bobby is just giving it a tune up before you go… ive got breakfast downstairs… oh and Y/N congrats on getting engaged sweetheart…”

You could only smile feeling jo hug you…

Jo: “well there isn’t much left to do except for us to get dressed into our matching ish outfits and venture out to find those boys…”

You nodded… you were sure that nothing else was gonna go wrong that day… sure the day was just beginning but that didn’t mean you were allowed to sulk…

Y/N: “we are gonna find them and we wont stop till we do I swear to god I wont loose dean… not again…”

You & Jo got up after Ellen left the room neither of you knew how today was gonna go but you were sure that you wouldn't come home without the boys…

Jo brought out too clothing bags with your special outfits in them. You watched her open those bags and your eyes widened.

Y/N: “Jo they are incredible…”

Jo: “it took me a month for these outfits and these boots are durable and deadly…”

You smiled starting to dress both of you taking your holisters putting them with your outfits as well…

You both got dressed and ready to go… making your way downstairs you stopped suddenly and almost fell down the stairs or at least you would have if Jo hadn’t caught you…

Jo: “girl you ok?”

Y/N: “I can’t see… my eyes went dark… and what the fuck is that awful noise…”

You said in a really quick panic… Ellen came over to you and jo as she took a look and helped you both down the stairs… ellen sat you in a chair and took a flashlight and shone it over your eyes.

Ellen: “can you see the light?”

You shoke your head…

Y/N: “no I cant see it… I cant see anything its like im not seeing through my own eyes…”

Ellen: “its called psychic reconnection… your powers are acting like this cause something is happening to Dean its affecting you… your powers are trying to locate the missing half of you…”

Jo: “so basically Dean is Y/N’s otherhalf??? But her powers see him as her protector???”

Ellen: “sort of… the first part is right but whatever her powers sense from dean its something that might help you find him… Y/N honey I want you to concentrate try and connect to Dean… try and find him…”

You closed your eyes and concentrated all your energy into trying to connect to him… you felt his peace of mind… you wandered into his head and what you saw didn’t scare you but instead it made you shiver… you saw dean kneeling in the darkness… you ran over to him and looked at him kneeling in front of him you touched his arm…

Y/N: “dean… dean its me… open your eyes…”

You tried to remain calm incase he lashed out, instead he slowly looked up at you…

Dean: “r u real?”

You didn’t know how to respond cause technically yes you were and technically no you weren’t…

Y/N: “sort of im walking through your mind look babe there isn’t much time you and sam are being held under the control of a siren…”

Dean looked at you concerned and like the normal dean would he touched your cheek and you felt a tear run down your cheek…

Dean: “but how… what…”

Y/N: “there isn’t much time… I cant hold this for much longer look ok Jo and I are coming to find you and sam where did this bitch take you?”

Dean: “somewhere in bedford Iowa… I can hear music I think we are under a club of some kind… but she has us under her spell why am I conscious right now…”

You smiled gently kissing his palm…

Y/N: “because your mind is trying to fight her control… keep fighting ill find you and sam trust me this bitch will pay…”

Dean smiled and stood up with you hugging you tight…

Dean: “thank you babe now hurry please and keep safe… I will fight to be free of her control…”

You kissed him softly before starting to fade out…

Y/N: “I love you…”

You suddenly were back in your own body you had no idea what was happening… you blinked and suddenly could see…

Y/N: “how many clubs are in Bedford Iowa???”

Bobby says something after a few seconds…

Bobby: “what the hell just happened?”

Ellen goes up to him and takes him into the other room as you sit there with your head in your hands feeling Jo’s hands surrounding yours. You hear Ellen screaming as Bobby screams…

Jo: “its ok I’m sure bobby will understand…”

Y/N: “how can you be sure?”

Jo: “cause it’s you.. and it’s me… bobby loves us just as much maybe more than the boys…”

You smiled as your heads turned towards the door opening bobby and ellen came out of the other room… bobby came over to you and Jo and held his arms wide open… both you and Jo went into them making it a group hug…

Bobby: “I’m so sorry for all the yelling girls I just didn’t know how to react to finding out you girls are gifted…”

You both forgave him and soon had your packs ready to go bobby tossed you the keys to the impala and it took you all of 2 seconds for your eyes to well up with tears… you shoke it off as you climbed into the drivers seat seeing the key ring made you furious...

Y/N: “this siren bitch is so dead… no one takes my fiancé and brother in law and gets away with it…”

You said with a harsh tone to your voice but you gave the impala gas racing out of the driveway and onto the highway you felt as though you knew where he was so you followed your gut…

You girls with a halfway point driver swap arrived in Bedford within a sweet 4hr20min.

Jo: “we are here…”

Y/N: “ya now lets find the boys and make this a quick and easy thing…”

Jo: “cause we are rotten…”

Y/N: “to the core…”

Jo: “lets kick some siren ass…”

You girls found a hotel and got a room not hopeing to be in town for more than 2 days you both started asking questions to everyone using your smart thinking you both went to the local law enforcement pulling out your badges…

Y/N: “special agent Blake… this is my partner special agent Warde… we are in town investigating the string of odd cases and to hopefully 2 more of our division who may have been in town recently…”

Sheriff: “now that you mention it 2 feds came in 2 days ago and threatened us to stop looking into these strange cases or the consequences would be severe then their eyes changed it was almost like…”

You and Jo together took him aside and locked the door of the room you were in.

Jo: “like they weren't human???”

Sheriff nodded and looked around shaking his head…

Sheriff: “can I level with you ladies?”

You both nodded sitting down as he handed you both coffee…

Sheriff: “I think this town is cursed or something cause we have weird stuff happen all the goddamn time and we don't have a clue why… plus whoever is doing this is leaving hibiscus flowers everywhere it's almost like it wants to be found… like it wants to be discovered…”

You looked at him then at Jo who nodded…

Y/N: “sheriff can we level with you now?”

Sheriff: “of course… ladies I'm happy to always comply with whatever the feds want…”

Y/N: “the thing that is killing all these people the thing that has our missing guys under its spell the thing destroying and terrorizing your town is a Siren…”

The sheriff's eyes went wide with terror…

Sheriff: “i saw one once… I saw what it did…”

Y/N: “which is why we need your help… if we work together we can find the siren and save our guys…”

Sheriff: “tell me what I need to do…”

You let Jo speak next for your phone buzzed…

You looked at it and you gasped…

You looked over at Jo who caught your drift…

Jo: “sheriff are there any strip clubs in town really high end ones…”

Sheriff: “ya there is one in town where they get exotic strippers all the damn time…”

Jo: “then we will need you to go in undercover… with us… now does everyone in town know you?”

You turned towards your best friend and gave her a slight confused look…

Sheriff: “not everyone especially not in that club…”

Jo: “good cause we are all going undercover tonight…”

Sheriff: “what's the plan?”

Jo: “me and my partner are your pimps… you are our sugar daddy… you wanted to take us out for a night on the town… we will go in and see if we can find our boys…”

You took a small breath and gave Jo a scolding look… to which she responded with puppy dog eyes… you groaned and nodded your head…

Y/N: “fine Jo fine but why are we using this plan again… seriously last time this plan happened we came out of it with dislocated shoulders and bruises…”

Jo: “yes but we are dealing with something else this time that won't toss us halfway across the room… plus Dean sent that message right so we need to get them out of there… whatever happened last night between you 2 in his mind made a difference…”

Y/N: “yes I know… now what are we wearing?”

Jo: “something sexy…”

You and Jo wrote down your hotel address and room number for the sheriff who agreed to be there at 8:30pm and bid you both good bye… you both exited the police station and looked at eachother once inside the impala…

Jo: “we need last minute outfits…”

Y/N: “ya but where are we gonna get those…”

Jo looked at you and then she started directing you to this little dress shop you had passed on your way into town… you groaned knowing she was in ful control of this…

She took you both through the racks and found the exact same dress in different colors… you went and tried them on coming out the sales associate approached you…

Sales associate: “let me guess ferturnal twins?”

You and Jo looked at eachother and giggled…

Jo: “nah just picking outfits with my best friend…”

Sales associate: “well your lucky those are the last ones of that style… that I have till my shipment comes in… but if you want to try something else you can…”

You looked at jo who nodded and you girls went to get something else… something maybe in a different color… your eyes landed on a different dress which you pointed it out to Jo… you then looked at her and thought up a neww scheme… you and her looked pretty much alike anyway so play the twin card… you both grabbed this dress in lavender and went to the change room putting them on you both were in awe…

You came out and stared in the mirror…

Y/N: “this is the dress we will take them…”

The cashier rung them up and you girls walked out of the store with your dresses you both highfived agreeing to wear your fed boots and also stopped at the convenience store grabbing a box of hair dye matching Y/H/C.. you both got back to the hotel and dyed Jo’s hair as soon as you got settled into the room…

As you put the dye in her hair you sighed…

Jo: “whats wrong girl?”

Y/N: “just thinking about dean… he is faking being under the siren’s control.. what if he gets caught…”

Jo: “don’t worry girl he knows we are gonna get there in time…”

You knew she was right you just didn’t want to spend another moment without him…

Y/N: “his message was coded so that way I would be the only one to understand it… FTSLOTFIOTFU. KTB. ILU. BCB… he gave me instructions on where they are…”

You smiled lightly letting the tears fall freely as you tossed the empty dye bottle, box and gloves in the trash… Jo turned to you looking at you with concern…

Jo: “hun you cant let this get you down in a few moments we will have dean & sam rescued plus we have a wedding to plan for you & dean… I already have the layout of the roadhouse set in mind…”

Y/N: “the wedding will only happen if we can save them… its my fault they got captured in the first place…”

Jo: “girl no it isn’t its their for trusting that snake… now im gonna go get rinsed off you start getting out clutches packed… or just grab our gun stores we can use those as clutches…”

You watched her disappear in the bathroom shutting the door behind her as you looked down at your handheld gun and saw the engraving… you ran your finger over the engraving and read the words outloud…

Y/N: “always & forever will I love you. All my love Dean…”

You closed your eyes again hoping that you could have a few moments alone with him let him know you were on your way. Upon entering his mind you didn’t see him immediately but you looked at where his eyes would be and he was starring at the siren. This made you gasp… that bitch was attempting to seduce your fiancé…

You decided to try a trick cause over and over again the siren kept saying, “I’m gonna make you scream…”

You decided to play with this a little so you went over to dean and smiled lightly… touching his arm he looked up at you and hugged you immediately.

Dean: “babe you came back… are you…”

Y/N: “yes we are in town we have a plan to get into the club unnoticed… babe I need you to do something for me… make yourself scream… scream at her terrify her… see if you can get her to send you and sam out into the club when the show starts…”

Dean: “she has only sent us to the police station and to the hospital with her key card… dude she is the fertility doctor or at least one of them… anyway… I cant express how much I miss you right now…”

You kissed him right then…

Y/N: “I miss you too… now when your eyes land on me & Jo we will look the same… don’t ask it’s a long story but we have a plan and its gonna be amazing… believe me dean its my greatest idea yet… now let her grind you to the point of your almost coming then pick her pocket for her phone and excuse yourself to the washroom… text me once there and hopefully by that point me and Jo will be in the club…”

Dean nodded holding you close.

Dean: “but I want you to come save me now… I hate seeing her do what she does to same trust me she screwed him right in front of me that’s something I wont ever be able to unsee… just please hurry babe I miss you…”

You suddenly felt yourself disappearing…

Y/N: “I miss you too..”

You found yourself blinking and sitting straight up knocking jo over…

Jo: “girl ive been trying to pull you out for e last 2 minutes… come on lets get ready the sheriff should be here soon…”

You both got ready and looked at eachother after fixing a few things and blow drying as the sheriff arrived. You took 2 seconds to let him in…

Y/N: “come on in and shut the door sheriff we are almost done…”

Sheriff: “call me Daniel… ladies you look wonderful… and so…”

Jo: “like twins…”

Daniel nodded and you smiled finishing pinning back Jo’s hair in the same style that you did yours…

Daniel: “so wait how will we…”

Y/N: “we have psychic abilities mine connects me to one of our missing guys which im sure will get mentioned later… but another thing is the one I connect with knows we are coming… he gave me instructions… Follow The Star Light On The Floor I Hope That You Find Us. Kill This Bitch. I Love U. Be Careful Babe… those were his instructions… we need to do this but while Jo entertains you Daniel I will go sneak off and find the boys… once I do ill signal to jo and she will do her thing… we can communicate telepathically with eachother… anyway just be prepared to fight… I don’t know whats gonna happen…”

Daniel: “so what am…”

Jo: “just play along with what we call you and get into more of a rich and enduring demenor…”

Daniel: “k so wait are you guys actually feds?”

Y/N: “no we are hunters… we hunt monsters of any variety…”

Daniel: “so wait the supernatural is real???”

You and Jo nodded…

Jo: “yes we will happily answer more questions as needed but we need to rescue Y/N’s fiancé and her brother in law…”

Daniel: “so that’s why… I think I understand now…”

You were so unsure of the intentions of tonight but you knew you were gonna rescue your fiancé and brother in law if it was to be your last act… you finished Jo’s hair and smiled as you adjusted slightly and then both you & Jo stood in front of Daniel and he smiled nervously…

Daniel: “shall we go ladies?”

You and jo each took one of his arms and nodded. All of you heading out to the limo Daniel had gotten and you all got in. going to the club you realized that after every single damn thing you had faced and killed this seemed like the most scary thing you could be doing…

You got out of the limo when Daniel extended his hand for you but you didn’t think anything could go wrong… you had one thing on your mind, getting Dean away from that psychotic siren bitch… you and jo walked along side Daniel into the vip of the club and got seated in a booth.

You kept your ears open you were waiting to hear or see any sign of the boys… your ears were sharp your hearing was amazing… again all thanks to dean… you listened for any sign of him…

Then something hit the back of your head… you picked it up and gasped… you slid it over to jo who showed it to Daniel before you shoved it in your bra and excused yourself to the bathroom… you arrived in there pretending to be there to fix your makeup and adjust your outfit and then once all the girls were out of there you locked the door and knocked on the sink…

Dean: “well I see you got my message..”

You turned around to see the face you had been missing for the longest time…

Y/N: “dean…”

Dean: “yes sweetheart…”

Y/N: “what happened before we got engaged?”

You watched him approach you as he looked at you ravenously…

Dean: “I came back from the dead…”

You hugged him at that moment. He embraced you tightly and then he kissed you passionately. You felt like you were home again…

Y/N: “are you ok? She didn’t…”

Dean shoke his head understanding what you were asking…

Dean: “nope she tried but I kept resisting… because of you I broke her hold on me I still dont understand how you were in my head but I guess that will get explained later?”

You nodded and felt him squeeze his hold on you tighter… then your phone buzzed…

Y/N: “that’s jo she spotted the biitch… don’t worry dean we will get her I have to get back just keep acting normal I’ll cause a rukus in a bit…”

Dean: “babe you need to be careful I mean this siren is different I hate letting you rescue…. Ugh….”

You watched him drop but then the door busted open and you watched him get up and walk over to the siren bitch you pulled out your gun and looked at her with fire and anger in your eyes…

Siren: “well well you’re the little tramp who holds the key to this ones heart…”

You held your gun pointed at her…

Y/N: “you’re the one who kidnapped my fiancé and brother in law.. let them go…”

The siren shoke her head and looked at you…

Siren: “I don’t think that will happen…”

You held yur phone behind your back as you sent a message quickly to Jo… “HDGEO. N. TBAD. DIN.”

You then hid your phone in the back of your garter and took a stronger stance as sam stepped in the room behind the siren. Then the alarm blared…. You smiled…

Y/N: “your plan will fail you stupid bitch…”

Siren: “oh I don’t think so little girl… lets see how you fair against not just your fiancé but your brother in law as well…”

You feared for this so you backed up before she could speak and slid right beneath her legs and ran out into the big empty area where Jo and Daniel had just finished clearing everyone out…

Siren: “get her and kill her…”

You stood in the middle of the now empty room where you didn’t see Jo or Daniel but right then you saw Sam & Dean stalking towards you… you tossed your gun away knowing you didn’t want to hurt them, you instead wanted to knocked them out first or collect a sample of one of their blood and then kill the siren bitch…

You heard footsteps surround you from all sides, they looked like sam & Dean but they were only half of the actual guys… you stood there wondering which one was gonna strike first. You weren’t sure what to do…

you watched both of them out of the corner of your eye. But you turned your attention to dean as he chuckled deeply, but wasn’t paying any attention to sam as he charged you. You turned around just in time to flip over his head… that’s when you heard Jo scream…

Jo: “y/n!!!”

You stuck your hand out towards her as you landed…

Y/N: “im fine Jo just get the knife now…”

Jo ran off, Sam moved to follow her but you stood between him and Jo..

Y/N: “no no your not going anywhere…”

You kicked sam backwards he landed knocked out against the wall. Dean growled and stalked towards you…

Dean: “you can’t expect to beat me… why your nothing but a little girl who lost her daddy…”

Y/N: “babe try to remember.. remember how happy we are… remember how much you love me…. Remember how much fun we have killing vamps and werewolves and late night training sessions which turned into passionate makeout sessions…”

You dodged his charging body and made him run into the table… then he looked at you and charged you again this time grabbing your arms throwing you against the wall then coming to you and dislocating your shoulder.

Dean: “I will do what my weak brother couldn’t…”

You screamed in pain as there was a groan from Sam who Jo had just finished tying him up and taking some blood onto the knife. She started towards you but couldn’t get through…

Jo: “girl I can’t get through do a double back flip catch it mid air… like before…”

You did the one thing you swore never to do cause it made you feel horrible… you head locked dean and knocked him out for a few seconds… you held your arm with the dislocated shoulder in one spot and cartwheeled over dean ending in a backflip… catching the knife in mid air and throwing it straight at the siren who dropped dead with a scream…

The guys woke a few seconds later as you fell in embarrassment & exhaustion… you had no idea what either of the guys would think of you… you had no idea if dean would still want to marry you after what you did to him…

You knelt there still and silently praying… Jo watched both guys wake but they both looked at Jo who pointed to you as she untied Sam who just stood there in silence wondering what the hell happened… Jo took him outside as Dean came over to you and fell down in front of you…

Dean: “Y/N…”

You couldn’t bring yourself to look up for fear of what could/would be said…

Y/N: “I failed you guys dean…”

Dean looked at you like you were crazy, he knew deep down that you didn’t fail he was very proud of what you had done… he took your hands in his and tried to meet your eyes…

Dean: “babe you didn’t fail anyone you succeeded it is because of you that me and sam made it out of this mess alive… its because of you that we can finally plan the wedding properly…”

You took a small breath as you tried to move your shoulder feeling dean cringe and move like normal…

Y/N: “oh by the way you dislocated my shoulder… which I guess will make us even when I tell you that I put you in a sleep hold just before I killed the siren bitch…”

Dean chuckled moving his hand just under your chin he lifted it to make you look at him.

Dean: “I know you think you failed but look I’m here, Sammy’s alive too and so are you and Jo I can’t believe you survived this job… what with everything you were put through… I thought for a moment at first that you weren’t gonna save us because that bitch was putting thoughts in our heads… but you came through now how did you get inside my head?”

You smiled a little bit and stared at him like it was your first time seeing him… Y/N: “we can discuss that later right now I want to go home we have baby she is fine… she is at a hotel in town…” Dean picked you into his arms and got up cradling you bridal style as he carried you all the way back to the hotel… where Jo & Sam were waiting outside by the impala…

Jo: “we booked you guys a separate room unless you guys want to head back to bobby’s tonight…”

Dean: “well I think we need to reset Y/N’s shoulder and rest up here for the night then head back to bobby’s tomorrow…”

Jo opened the door to your now conjoined room and let dean who was holding you in first… Sam then pointed the way to your bedroom… Jo gave you a smile as she watched you and dean disappear behind the door… Dean set you on the ground and told you to lean on the bed…

Dean: “ok babe we need to get your shoulder set back…”

Y/N: “ugh it hurts… babe you need to tone it down on your biceps… your strength is amazing babe but it hurts…”

Dean held you one hand on your shoulder and the other holding your hand…

Dean: “on the count of…”

You weren’t wanting to prolong it any longer…

Y/N: “just do it…”

Dean breathed in as you squeezed his hand tighter and he pulled your shoulder back popping it back in… you winced a bit but chuckled a bit more as you felt him hug you tight from behind.

Dean: “honey you are amazing…”

You smiled leaning into his embrace…

Y/N: “It’s just you and me tonight. We can do whatever we want.”

You felt him breathe in deeply as he spun you round and looked in your eyes smiling… he nuzzled your forehead slowly lifting off your shirt as he leaned in with a passionate kiss to your lips as he lay you down gently on the bed…

Dean: “babe we have to be careful of your shoulder… are you sure this is how…”

Y/N: “I almost lost you I want a constant reminder of you… always and forever…”

With that moment of passion you watched as dean lifted off his shirt and chucked it across the room and smiled coming back down on you kissing you…

#spn hiatus writing challenge 2017 #spn hwc - week 19

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