#it's sad vampire big brother hours

[escaped-goat]

It was an accident...

"In the aftermath of the collapsing structure, Astarion found the only remnant of that errant little soul sibling- the damaged coat they adored so much.

He had no way of knowing- how could he? The pillar was weak, the chest was trapped. Cocuyo was there, right there, as it went off.

He shouldn't have been so careless, he knows. And he's sorry. So, so sorry. But the dead don't hear remorse. They do not reply to your grieving. Somehow, though, he thinks he can hear and feel that phantom forgiveness nestled close to his aching skin."

In where Cocuyo perishes after looting accident and the group doesn't have resurrection scrolls, money, nor a revivify on hand and cannot bring Cocuyo back until they reach Baldur's Gate. Astarion is not coping well with survivor's guilt and refuses to let go of the tattered little coat. He even takes to repairing little bits of it, stitching designs when the long nights feel a little too silent for his liking.

[marvelwitchergilmore]

Fearless Hunter Saved

Summary: Dean Winchester x Fe!Reader -> You are the most fearless hunter Dean knows. But he also knows sometimes, even the most fearless, get scared.

Disclaimer: This is a lot of Sad-Fluff. Attacked by a vamp, descriptions and mentions of blood, cuts and old scars. This might get a follow-along, maybe. Not proof read.

Dean had known you long enough to know you didn’t get scared. Ever. 

He might have only known you for six years, but it was longer than long enough to know when it came to Hunting - - you were one of the best. 

But he also knew everyone had their point. Maybe not a breaking point, but a point big enough to scare even the most fearless of Hunters. 

And for you, that was a Vamp hunt. 

You had done plenty of Hunts in your time. Even long before you met the Winchester boys. Werewolves, Vampires, Ghosts, Ghouls…if it was dead, you could kill it. 

But there was something about this hunt. This vampire nest. 

It was a point. 

Going into it, you were fine. You were normal. 

Until Dean looked over and found you gone. 

You had been fighting off a Vamp in the back corner of the barn last he had seen. 

Then he heard a scream. 

It wasn’t long until he found you; fighting for your life, weaponless, bleeding and getting weaker by the second. 

“Beg for your life.” The vamp kept telling you. “Go ahead, beg. No-one will hear you scream. You want to die with dignity? A Hunter, turning into something they fear the most. Go ahead, beg for your life and I might just do you justice and make sure your friends have a quick death.”

You shook your head, trying your best to fight off the tears but clearly losing. “Please…please don’t-”

The vamp laughed, feeling your limbs weaken beneath their hands. Only, as you closed your eyes, expecting death, everything went silent. 

The hands around your arms and the weight above your body became lighter and your chest…had never felt heavier. 

It took three low breaths for you to focus your gaze on Dean who was standing above you, having kicked the decapitated body from yours. 

“Dean…”

Then he finally got a clear look at your face. 

The only emotion he could read was

Fear. 

Replacing his blade by his side, he lowered himself towards you, helping you sit up a little. 

“Hey, look at me, you’re okay.” He brushed the stray hairs from your face and tried his best to survey the cut across your head. “We got em’ all. You’re okay.”

Then, you hugged him. Tight. 

You were known to hug both Sam and Dean a lot more often than any other Hunter, but it was never anything longer than three seconds and a quick check to make sure they were okay. 

But this was different. 

Dean could feel your entire body shaking in his arms. Your breathing was uneven to say the least and the grip of your fingers in his back were more than just a warning that you were terrified. 

“Hey, Sweetheart, look at me. Hey,” Dean leaned back a little so he could see your face. “It’s gonna be okay.” 

He brushed the tears from your eyes before pressing a kiss to your forehead and bringing you back to him. 

“Keep your arms around my neck, okay?”

You nodded against him. 

“I need words, darlin’. Need to hear your voice.”

“Okay.”

Your voice was quiet. Nervous. Shaking. 

Dean pressed his hand to your head as he held you closer to him and lifted you up. 

“Dean?! Dean! What’s-”

“Get in the car, Sam.”

Sam didn’t ask again. Instead, he packed up the rest of the kit as Dean carried you towards the car, opened up the door and helped you inside. When Sam slid into the passenger seat, he tried his best to gauge his brother’s reaction but couldn’t find an explanation. 

All he had seen was you being picked up by Dean and carried to the car. 

The drive that usually took two hours took far less to get home. And the entire way back, Dean’s gaze kept flicking to you in the rear view mirror. You didn’t look up once, and if you did, he didn’t catch you doing so. 

From what he could see, your hands were still shaking and tears were still silently falling from your eyes. 

In all the years he had known you, he had never once seen you cry. 

It wasn’t an image he wanted to see again. 

Seeing you cry pained him in a way he didn’t know even existed within him. 

By the time he pulled into the Bunker, he rounded the car and helped you out of it, lifting you once more. 

Your breathing had calmed a little against his neck but your body was still trembling. 

“You’re safe, Sweetheart. I’ve got you.”

The next words out of Dean’s mouth felt like they were lightyears away. It was something to Sam, about…you couldn’t work out what. 

And by the time you opened your eyes and looked up, Dean had sat you next to the double sink basin in one of the Bunker bathrooms. 

“I’ll be back in a minute, Sweetheart, stay there.”

And you did. 

Less than thirty seconds later, Dean returned with fresh towels, a first aid kit from your room, a change of clothes and one of his hoodies. 

He had removed his jackets so now he stood in front of you, a little blood-stained, in a black t-shirt, jeans and boots. 

“I’m gonna clean you up, so this might sting a little. But I need you to stay awake, okay.”

You nodded again. 

“Words, Sweetheart. I need to hear your voice.”

You swallowed thickly. “Okay.”

You didn’t know how much time passed. Just that it had. 

“Just count my breathing, Sweetheart.” Dean told you after a while. 

Your breathing was becoming shallow, the longer it took for him to clean up your wounds. He didn’t want you to fall into a panic attack. 

“Here.”

Taking your hand in his, he pressed two of your fingers against his pulse on his neck. “Just follow along.”

“Okay.”

By the time he finished, a string of “sorry”’s each time you hissed in pain - though it wasn’t often, Dean turned on the shower. 

“Do…do you want me to help?” 

Any other time, Dean would be thinking less and less with his brain and more and more with another. Except, this was different. 

He had never seen you scared. Ever. 

He’d seen you die. Twice. And each time come back fighting, stronger than ever. 

But, sitting there. You looked like you were two seconds away from collapsing into a coma and waking up with a panic attack. 

He didn’t want to leave you. 

And you didn’t want to be alone. 

“Please.”

Dean nodded and for the following fifteen minutes, tried his best to give you as much privacy as he could despite the fact he was the one lifting the clothes from your body. 

And it just occurred to him that he had never truly seen your skin before. 

Not in a sexual way, or at least, he wasn’t trying to think that way. 

No, you were always covered up. You got dressed inside the bathroom after a shower. It was rare he saw you in something that wasn’t a pair of worn out jeans and a t-shirt. Even when he had seen you in a skirt or dress, it was always floor length or you wore tights. 

But now he was seeing…you. 

From your back alone, there were at least a dozen small scars and half a dozen deep ones that had been stitched at some point or another. 

New bruises were forming on your sides from where you had been fighting against The Vamp. And your legs…a couple of nicks from a razor or two, a couple of bruises mid thigh which he could only guess was from each time you seemed to catch the corner of a table when you walked in the library. And then one large rounding scar that was bleeding. 

Thankfully, it looked like it would heal quickly. It was more of a scar that you would get from a dog. Red, sore for a day or two. But this time you’d have some scabs to go with it where your skin had opened. 

Dean helped you tilt your head back under the water before he washed out the muck and blood with a double shampooing. 

He had removed his boots and socks to step a little further inside the shower with you, the water dampening his jeans a little and the suds from your hair flicking onto his t-shirt every now and again. 

But he couldn’t care less. 

His focus remained on you. You swayed on the spot every now and again, and Dean made sure he kept talking to you, giving you quiet directions on what to do and where to turn so he could wash the suds from your hair and body. 

Once finished, he held out a towel for you which you stepped into and wrapped around your body as he leaned around you and stepped towards the shower to switch it off. 

By the time he was back in front of you, you leaned into him and he wrapped his arms around you without a second thought. 

“You’re safe, Sweetheart. No-one can hurt you. Not here.”

Once more, Dean helped you get dressed, being sure to check over the cut on your leg. He helped pull the last of your hair from down your back as you squeezed what was left of the water into a towel. 

Less than an hour later, Dean was showered and changed and brought a glass of water to your bedside. Except, as he leaned down and kissed the top of your head, you held onto his t-shirt. 

“Stay with me?”

It took him a second to realise you were asking him to stay. 

You never asked anyone to stay. 

He nodded. “Just give me a minute.”

You pulled the cover from under you and scooted down the bed a little, soon joined by Dean. 

As he got in beside you, he pulled you closer to his side. And you both stayed like that for a while. 

“I was so scared.”

Dean stilled for a moment before turning his head to face you. “You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to.”

“I think I need to.”

He kissed the top of your head. “Then I’ll listen.”

“I didn’t even see it coming. I just got rid of one of them before I felt someone pull me back. I thought it was Sam, at first. But then he threw me. When I hit the ground, I couldn’t even tell where I was. And then they were above me. They must have hit me with my blade because all I felt was this…sharp, cold air on my head. And it was making me dizzy. I didn’t have time to get on my feet and by the time I opened my eyes…they were there. They just kept telling me to beg for my life. And every time they did, it was seven years ago. I was on my own – just before Bobby called me and said he needed my help.”

Dean could remember that day. Bobby had been talking about some woman hunter he knew about that could maybe help the boys if needed. 

The day he met you, Bobby walked them both through the kitchen and into the living room where you were walking around, running your fingers over a couple of book spines before pulling one out and leafing through it. Bobby called your name and you looked up, replacing the book and walking over, a side-arm attached to your hip, holding out your hand and shaking both his and Sam’s. 

“It was a normal ghost hunt. Easy. But I didn’t count on the ghost coming to defend their own grave. From what I knew, they should have been hunting for their next victim. Either way, I was thrown and I could feel their hand burning my skin, screaming for me to beg for my life. Bobby had asked about the make-up on my neck when he saw me a few weeks later. I said I was fine. And I was. But after today…” 

You shook your head and Dean felt you wipe away your own tears. 

Scooting down a little, Dean turned his body so you were no longer lying on his chest but instead curled into it. 

Dean moved your hand from your face and replaced it with his own, and placed his own forehead against yours. 

His thumb brushed just a little under your eye, catching the tears as they fell. 

“I’m sorry you went through that on your own. You’re allowed to be scared, but you should never be scared alone.”

“T-Thank you, for helping me.”

Dean shook his head. “You never have to thank me for helping you. Even the best of us need help.”

You tried your best to stop them, but they flowed anyway. 

“I’m so sorry,”

Dean’s heart broke. 

Dean shook his head once more, holding you tighter against him and your own hands gripped at his t-shirt. 

“You have nothing to be sorry for.”

That night, Dean held you close to him, not once letting you go. And you fell asleep, crying in his arms. 

[somevagrantchild]

Favorite Random Lestat facts

I have insomnia and vampires on the brain, so here are some of my favorite random Lestat facts, in no particular order:

He stole decorating ideas for his chateau from Armand’s Trinity Gate

His fingernails were a little too long when he died, so he files them, though they regrow every night

He liked to spend hours polishing his own coffin as a meditative exercise

As a human, he never liked to masturbate, he’d just go out and find someone to have sex with

When he’s not with Louis, he always thinks Louis can’t possibly be as attractive as he’s remembering him, but then when he sees Louis again, he’s like, “Nope, he really is that hot”

Despite his vanity, he thinks he’s one of the most conventional and boring looking vampires you’ll ever see, and ordinary and uninteresting compared to the cooler vampires

He thinks his best feature is his expression

When he was human, he never had much beard and didn’t have to shave often

He’ll always mention when people are taller than him, so we know anyone whose height isn’t given must be less than six feet

He knows how to tap dance

The other vampires think of him as a poet

Most dogs instinctually hate him, and being rejected by a dog makes him sad every time

Except for with Akasha, he never killed a human that wasn’t a meal

Even as a baby vampire, he had the power to toss Louis across the room with a flick of his wrist, but would still let Louis hold him back and whale on him just to get his rage out

He absolutely adored Claudia and thought of her as his mini-me

In the decade he lived with Antoine (1860-1871), he never wanted to go out in public because he was ashamed of his burn scars

He likes to take naps

He’s a voracious reader

He only wears black socks

He’s a serial walker, not even going anywhere, just walks for hours

He performed a rock concert in a full Bela Lugosi Dracula costume and never took off his suit or cape even though he was sweating buckets. That’s commitment to the bit.

Even though he’s good at it, flying always frightens him on an existential level and fills him with despair

Despite his love of fine clothes, he’ll wear the same outfit for weeks or months until it becomes rags

His list of things that make existence worth it: the blazing warmth of fires and caresses, kisses and arguments, love and longing and blood (emphasis on the longing)

His love language is gift giving (but not receiving)

He never shows any skin in public other than his face (and soooometimes hands)

He doesn’t like how white his hair turned after repeated burnings, and wishes it was more yellow

He gets really angry at the thought of Louis being embarrassed or insulted by others

He is incapable of expressing big feelings out loud, so he writes them all down instead

He wants everyone to remember how scary he really is

He doesn’t like blood with alcohol in it because it makes him dizzy

His mom came up with his name by combining the first letters of his 6 older brothers' names, and it means absolutely nothing

[raz-writes-the-thing]

Anything You Need (Supernatural One-Shot)

Dean Winchester x Sam Winchester x GN!Reader (no Wincest) / requests are open

Summary: The boys discover you've been having some... unpleasant thoughts.

Fic type: emotional hurt/comfort

Potential Triggers: mentions of suicidal thoughts and regret over not having perished to the MOTW

SPN: @wereallbrokenangels (send an ask to be added to a tag list!)

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Not that many things made you cry these days. You'd seen some shit, that's for sure. Mothers pinned to the ceiling in flames, vampires being beheaded, babies crying out for family members that wouldn't come home- and spirits that cried out for company and whose sadness waded through towns like thick, boggy, slimy water.

None of that made you cry.

Almost having the sweet release of death and having it ripped from you by your partners in (quite literal) crime, however? That. That made you cry.

The boys, they chalked it up to you having a near-death experience and copping a few new badass scars in the process. They thought it was shock at first. And it probably was. At first.

But the hours ticked by and you were ushered back into the safety of the Impala and, well, the shock wore off. You'd almost died. You would have been grateful for it, to be quite honest, but no. They took that away.

"Come on, sweetheart," Dean said, leaning over the back of the front seat to look at you, curled up and watching the window with a fairly dead-inside expression on your face. "You can't still be upset. We almost die every damn week- so tell us what's up, huh?"

Your eyes shifted from the window to the door handle. If you pulled it you'd fall out onto the road and get flattened like a pancake by that semi crawling up the Impala's ass.

"I'm fine," you replied thickly, not making eye contact.

"All due respect but that's a load of crap," Dean said, scoffing to himself. You could see Sam watching you in the rearview mirror as he drove along the highway. He knew something serious was up. It was only a matter of time before he pulled over and sat you down for a big long chat about your feelings.

"All due respect but I don't care," you replied back before the words had registered in your head. You regretted them as soon as they left your mouth and the clenching of his jaw and flash of hurt in his eyes as he looked to his brother for help just lodged that heavy stone of guilt further into your gut.

"Sorry. I'm- I've not been myself lately," you sighed, not wanting to get into this but not feeling as though you had much of a choice now. "You-you ever just... wanna die? Like, not actually die, but you just feel like it sometimes?"

Dean was quiet, looking at your knee as he processed the words. Sam's eyes flicked to yours in the mirror again.

"Yeah, I've felt that before," Sam said after a beat, avoiding his brother's piercing stare. "I get why you didn't, but you could have told us."

You dropped your head onto the car door, huffing out a grunt because to be honest- that was all you could muster right now.

"Fuck, I didn't know I was living with the Downers' Club," Dean said, scratching at the back of his head. He didn't mean anything by it, of course. Humour was his coping mechanism. He was quiet for another moment. "Shit, I- you know I'm not good with the whole words thing. Hang on-"

Then Dean set down his father's notebook and clambered over the back of the seat, landing unceremoniously next to you with a grunt, mumbling something about mud on the leather.

"Wh-Dean-" you said, moving to make room for him. He just shushed you, set his feet down in the footwell and turned you around so your head was in his lap. You looked up at him, melting into his touch. He put one hand under your head, bracing you and making sure you didn't get a neck-ache, and with the other, caressed your hair, massaging at the scalp.

"No good with words but I'll be damned if I don't know how to play with someone's hair. Sammy used to love it when he was a kid. Used to get these nightmares 'n nothin' would calm him except me touchin' his head. Little weirdo. Got damn good at it, though."

You snorted, but you couldn't deny the magic he was weaving with your nerves, untangling them and braiding them back together. You felt your muscles slowly start to un-tense, and your eyes drift closed with pleasure.

"We're always here for you, darlin'," Sammy said, reaching a hand back and over the seat to brush your cheek comfortingly. It looked like an awkward angle, and it was gone a moment later, back on the wheel.

"Absolutely," Dean said reverently, looking down at you with so much love in his eyes that you could feel it warming you up from the inside even with your own eyes closed. "Anything you need."

[winchesterwild78]

Hunters and Secrets pt 2

Master List

Characters: Dean Winchester x Reader (dating), Sam Winchester x Reader (friends), Eileen

Warnings: angst, fluff, SMUT

A/N: Had to get out of my head today, so I wrote the 2nd part. The 3rd part is coming soon too. Things are just so crazy right now in my head, I needed to write. I truly appreciate all of your love and support with my writing. 

This is a short series I’m working on. Does not follow the Supernatural storyline. Inner dialogue in italics. This is a work of fiction, not a reflection of real life. No disrespect to anyone. 

This is my own work, please do not take it or copy it without my permission. I wrote it fast and edited it fast. Please overlook any errors. 

Minors DNI 18+

Weeks had passed since the vampire hunt with the boys. The three of you were taking a much needed break in the bunker. You and Dean had noticed Sam was leaving the bunker more and would come back at odd hours of the night. 

“I think he’s seeing someone, Dean. I bet it’s Eileen.” You snickered while laying in his arms. “Well, good for him. She’s nice and can keep Sam in line. He deserves what we have.” He pulled you close. “I agree, but please don’t play big brother and interrogate him.” “What?! Me, never.” Dean chuckled. 

It was about 2 am when you crawled out of bed and went to get some water. You heard the bunker door open as softly as it could and soft footsteps come down the staircase. You stepped into the war room and waited. 

“Samuel Winchester, you’re home after curfew.” You laughed as you turned on the light. Sam jumped, “Ha ha, very funny. You scared the shit out of me, Y/N.” You laughed, “Sorry Sammy, but what’s got you sneaking in here at 2 in the morning?” You inquired. “I’m not sneaking.” He responded defensively. 

You smiled at him “Sam, whoever she is, I’m happy for you, we’re happy for you. You of all people deserve to be happy.” You hugged him. “Yeah, thanks Y/N. I appreciate it. We’ve been seeing each other for over a year now. Honestly, I’m in love with her.”

“Wow, Sam, that’s great. How does she feel about you?” You felt a pang of sadness and jealousy in your heart. Sam could say “I love you”, why couldn’t Dean? “Well, she loves me too. We both said it tonight. It took us completely by surprise. We had just…um..well, you know.” You nodded in understanding. “She was laying in my arms and I said it, then she said it. It was perfect.” 

“Oh, Sam. I’m happy for you. Now, who is it?!” You asked enthusiastically. “Um, well it’s Eileen.” “Ha! I knew it. I told Dean it was.” “What!? How did you know?” “Sam, we’ve practically grown up together, I know when you’ve got feelings for someone. It’s okay, your secret is safe with me.” You smiled, hugged him and walked back to your shared room with Dean after saying good night.

When you walked back into the room and saw your boyfriend sleeping peacefully on the bed. A pang of sadness filled you when you thought about Sam and Eileen confessing their love for each other. You knew Dean loved you, you just wished once you could hear him say it. 

Crawling back in the bed, you laid on your side with your back to him. Silent tears fell from your eyes and started to soak your pillow. Dammit, get yourself together, Y/N! He loves you, deeply and truly. You don’t need him to say it. He shows you he does every day. Of course, hearing it would just mean so much to you. Even if he said it once. To hear him utter those three words. 

You continued crying softly while arguing with yourself about the need to hear him say “I love you”. Eventually you stopped and fell back asleep. 

Dean woke up earlier than you. He looked over at you sleeping beside him. Your face was etched with pain. A sliver of light danced across your face and he saw dried tears on your cheeks. His heart filled with sorrow. Why didn’t I hear her crying, and why was she crying? God I hate seeing her like this.

Dean slowly pulled himself out of bed, trying not to disturb you. You shifted in your sleep, gave a soft, sad, moan and rolled over. Dean stood there staring at you for a few minutes, then left the room. 

His bare feet padded down the hallway, towards the kitchen. Sam was sitting at the table drinking coffee. “Hey ya, Sammy. What time did you get in last night?” Sam looked up from his coffee and said “About 2, did Y/N not tell you?” “She’s still sleeping, did she get up when you got home?” “Yeah, she scared the shit out of me when I came in. I wasn’t expecting her to be standing there.” Dean chuckled, “Yeah, no, she must have been planning to tell me she saw you when she got up. Hey, Sam, did she say anything to you? Like anything that’s bothering her? I noticed this morning she’d been crying.” Dean asked with concern in his voice.

Sam stood there thinking about your conversation, reality hitting him like a ton of bricks. “No, we chatted for a second and then she went to bed. She didn’t say anything or give me any indication something was wrong.” Sam knew. Of course he knew what was wrong. He told you that he and Eileen said “I love you” and he knew his brother had never said it to you. You acted like it didn’t bother you, but he knew deep down it hurt you. Everyone knew Dean was in love with you, but everyone knew it was hard for him to say it. Even to Sam, he couldn’t say it. 

Dean ran his hands through his hair and sighed. “Okay, thanks man. So, what brought you home so late?” Dean wiggled his eyebrows. Sam looked at his brother and laughed. “Dean, you’re such a child. I was out with a friend.” “Does this friend have a name?” 

Sam rolled his eyes, “Yes, she does. It’s Eileen. Are you happy, Dean?” Dean slapped Sammy on the back in a congratulatory way. “I am Sammy. You deserve to be happy, we both do.” “Yes, Dean, we all deserve to be happy.” Dean looked at Sam a little confused when he emphasized “all”. 

“What do you mean by that, Sam?” “Dean, we both know you love Y/N. What I don’t understand is why can’t you tell her?” “What are you talking about, I tell her that all the time.” “No you don’t Dean, you’ve never said those words to her, hell to anyone.” “Why do I have to say it? Aren’t you the one who always says “actions speak louder than words”?” “Yes, but sometimes it means something to actually say the words too.”

Dean got more irritated standing there. “I don’t have to defend my relationship with her to you or anyone. She knows I love her!” Sam threw his hands up in defeat, “okay, Dean. I won’t say another word.” Dean growled and walked out of the kitchen towards your room.

You were just waking up as he walked in. “Good morning, beautiful. How’d you sleep?” He kissed your forehead. “Okay I guess. I woke up and saw Sam come in about 2. I didn’t want to wake you.” You stretched. Dean sat down beside you on the bed with concern in his eyes. “Hey, you okay, sweetheart? It looks like you’ve been crying.” He took your hand. “Yeah, I’m fine. Just stupid hormones or some crap. I got in my own head last night. I’m sorry I worried you. I’m okay, I promise.” You leaned forward and kissed his lips. 

“Hey”, he tilted your face up to look at him. “You know how I feel about you, right?” “Yes, Dean. I know you love me. Why? Where is this coming from?” “Nothing, don’t worry about it. Just Sammy and I got into a little disagreement. It’s fine.” “Dean, you can talk to me. You know you can tell me anything, right?” He nodded and stood up. 

You stood up and hugged him tightly. You weren’t sure what they argued about, but part of you figured it had something to do with how he felt about you. “I’m going to jump in the shower, I’ll be in the kitchen soon.” You kissed his lips and grabbed some clothes. 

Dean got ready and walked back into the kitchen. He started cooking breakfast and Sam came back in. “Look Dean, I’m sorry. I was out of line. Your relationship with Y/N is none of my business. I know you two care deeply about each other. I’m happy you have each other.” Dean looked at Sam, “I appreciate it Sam. I get it, I have a hard time expressing myself, but I really do care deeply about her. Hell, I want to marry her one day and have some kids.” Sam turned and looked at his brother in surprise. “Damn Dean. That’s huge man. I’m happy for you, truly.” 

Dean nodded and thanked his brother. You came bounding into the kitchen and smiled at Dean and Sam. “Good morning, Sammy.” You winked. Dean chuckled, “I know about Eileen, Y/N. He spilled all his secrets this morning.” You laughed and looked at Sam “You told him everything?” Sam shot you a look and you kept quiet. 

“So what smells so good in here?” You walked over to the stove where Dean was cooking. “Bacon, of course.” You laughed. You grabbed some coffee and sat down at the table waiting for Dean to finish cooking. The three of you talked about looking to see if there were any jobs popping up, and you mentioned to Sam he should ask Eileen to come along. Dean laughed as Sam’s face turned red. 

When breakfast was done you started cleaning up the kitchen while the boys went to look for a job. You were just about finished washing dishes when Dean’s strong arms wrapped around your waist. He pulled you into him and started kissing your neck. “Dean, I need to finish cleaning.” You giggled. “It can wait. I want you.” He growled slowly in your ear. A chill went down your spine. 

Dean spun you around to face him and his lips captured yours in a heated kiss. You were pushed between him and the sink, with nowhere to go. Not that you’d want to leave his embrace. 

You moaned as he kissed down your neck and sucked on your pulse point. He took you by the hand and led you to your bedroom. As he pulled you in the room, he pushed you against the door closing it. Your hands went above your head and he held them there. Dean’s green eyes  turned dark with lust. You bit your lip. It turned you on seeing him want you so much. 

“Dean, I need you.” Dean let your hands down and pulled you to the bed. He laid you down carefully and hovered over you. His strong, calloused hands ran under your shirt, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. Your breath hitched as his hands cupped your breasts and he tugged at your bra. 

“Lean up baby, I want to take this off of you.” You leaned up and Dean took off your shirt and unhooked your bra. “Damn you’re so beautiful, and all mine.” He pulled his shirt off, exposing his perfectly toned chest. Your hands traced his body and his lips landed on your nipple while his hand cupped your other breast. 

You sucked in air and moaned loudly. You could feel your arousal pool between your thighs and his erection pushing on you. Dean kissed his way down your body and stopped at the waistband of your pants. “Please, Dean, I need you baby.” You lifted your hips helping him remove your pants and panties. 

You laid on the bed fully exposed. Dean stood and bit his lip. “Damn I can’t believe you’re mine.” You blushed, “all yours baby, now come on.” “Yes ma’am.” Dean smiled and removed his pants, his hardened length springing free. You laid back on the pillows and leaned up on your elbows watching as Dean stalked up the bed towards you. 

He climbed between your legs, using his to move them apart. He looked down and saw your core, soaking wet and ready for him. “You’re soaked, sweetheart.” “Mmhmm” you replied as his fingers brushed over your entrance. 

He slowly stuck his thick finger in and you moaned. Moving your hips into his hand as his thumb reached up and rubbed circles on your engorged clit. “Oh, Dean. Right there baby. Don’t stop.” You bucked into him as he added another finger. “Oh fuck, you’re so tight, sweetheart, and soaking wet.” Dean smirked as he felt your body responding to his touch.

He moved his fingers and thumb as you moved your body into his hand. He could feel you tightening around him, “mmmm, you’re close.” Your head fell back “Dean…I’m…gonna…cum.” Your breath hitched. He moved faster, helping you chase your release. “Yeah, cum for me princess.” With that you came undone. 

Dean moved his fingers and thumb as you writhed under him. Your body became sensitive to his touch and he kept going. “Oh, FUCK, DEAN!” You came again. Dean smirked. “Good girl, I knew you could cum again.” 

As Dean slowed and pulled his fingers out you moaned at the loss of fullness. Dean pumped his hard cock a few times before he lined himself up. He lined up at your entrance and slowly pushed in. You wrapped your legs around his waist and pulled him towards you. 

He thrusted in and bottomed out. You both let out a loud moan. “Oh damn, you’re so tight, Y/N.” Your hands went to his broad shoulders and he set a steady pace. He would pull out almost all the way and slam back into you. Each thrust had you gasping for air and grabbing his shoulders. 

“Oh, Dean. You feel incredible.” You moaned. Dean leaned down, kissing your lips, so do you baby. You were made for me.” Dean picked up the pace and you could tell he was chasing his release. He worked you faster and he felt his release coming. “I’m close, sweetheart.” “I want you to cum, Dean, please baby cum.” Dean thrusted a few more times and with a grunt he came, coating your walls with his seed. 

When Dean was done, he slowly pulled out and went to clean himself off. Once in the bathroom he realized he didn’t use protection. Oh, Fuck! Why didn’t I grab a condom? Shit! Dammit. He returned to the bedroom with a washcloth and started to clean you up. You were still overly sensitive and moaned at his touch. “Sorry sweetheart, just trying to clean you up. Um, I came inside you.” 

Your head shot up and your eyes were wide. “What?! Dean, we’ve always been so careful. Shit!” Dean hung his head, “I know. I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking.” You took a deep breath and gently touched his face, “Hey, it’s okay. It’s not just your responsibility. We will figure it out together.” You smiled and kissed his lips. 

Dean laid beside you and pulled you close to him. You grabbed the sheet and covered the two of you and laid your head on his chest. You were listening to his heartbeat and watching his chest rise and fall with each breath. His heartbeat started to get faster as the two of you laid holding each other. 

“Dean, are you okay?” “Yeah, I’m good.” He ran his fingers lightly over your arm and pulled you even closer. Your eyes were getting heavy. “Hey, sweetheart?” “Hmm, yeah, Dean?” “Will you marry me?” You sat up with a gasp. “What?!” Dean leaned up and smiled “Will you marry me?” “Really?” “Yes, really.” He leaned over and pulled a small velvet box from the side table. Opening it, you saw a small diamond ring. You looked at it and then at Dean. Tears filled your eyes. “Yes, yes, Dean. I’ll marry you!” You squealed with delight. Dean chuckled and placed the ring on your finger. “Oh my god, I love you so much, Dean!” “Me too, sweetheart.” 

At that moment you didn’t care he couldn’t say the three little words. He showed you he loved you in so many other ways. Tonight, you were on cloud nine. You were going to be Mrs. Dean Winchester. 

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OMG CAN I REQUEST Soemthing?! so imagine rory keaner x reader but reader is friends or related to benny in some way and she also practices magic like benny does and she thinks rory being a vampire is so cool but he thinks her being a wizard is so cool and its just 2 dorks silently in love but maybe reader is accidentally a little cold to rory so theres a miscommunication of sorts? sorry if I worded this weird

Rory Keaner With Benny's Spellcaster Sister Headcanons

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A/N: i was planning to do an actual fic but i had no idea how to start it so im doing headcanons instead, hope that’s ok

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Being Benny’s little sister, you’ve known Rory as long as Benny has

You had always been the little sister that had a crush on her brother’s best friend

As you’ve all grown up, you learned how to hide the big crush you had on the blonde boy

You lay in bed, trying to shake all the exhaustion from school off when there was a knock on the door. You groaned before grumbling that the person could come in and rolling over to see who it was.

“Hey, the guys are gonna come over in like an hour.” Your brother Benny said, leaning on the door frame.

“Okay.” You rolled back over, expecting him to leave. Not hearing the door close, you were ready to yell at Benny for not closing it when he left, just to find that he was still in your room. Begrudgingly, you sat up and looked up at him. “Anything else, Benny?”

“Yeah, could you maybe…” Benny sighed, taking a seat on the side of your bed. “Could you maybe not be so weird around Rory?”

You laughed, hoping that the heat rising to your cheeks from the mention of him wasn’t evident.

“What are you talking about?”

“Come on, Y/n.” Benny rolled his eyes. “You know what I’m talking about. Every time you see him, you practically avoid him like he’s the plague.”

“Nuh-uh.” He raised his brow, looking at you with a look that said he wasn’t buying it. You sighed, leaning back on your headboard. “I don’t really see why it’s any of your business.”

“Because I don’t know why, but he gets sad whenever he sees you leave. He probably thinks you hate him or something.”

“I don’t hate Rory, Benny.”

“Yeah, I know that. Believe me, I know that.” Benny got up and went to leave. You yelled at him to come back to close your door, but he didn’t answer or sound like he was coming back. Grumbling about what a brat he was, you finally got out of bed. But before you could close the door, Benny’s face popped out from behind it. “But I don’t think Rory knows.”

Yea, maybe avoiding Rory wasn’t the best idea, especially since he was always around

When Rory became a vampire and you and Benny found out you can do magic, things changed

He just became even more attractive to you; you didn’t think that was possible

“It’s honestly messed up that vampire venom makes you good-looking.” You muttered to Erica and Sarah while you grabbed some books from your locker, looking down the hall. “He already had that cute dorky look, and now he’s a hot dork.”

“Can I pretend we’re talking about someone who’s not Rory?” Erica asked. “Someone who’s actually hot.” You ignored her, still focusing on Rory, who was talking enthusiastically to Benny and Ethan.

“When he smiles, he doesn’t even try to hide his fangs. It’s so cool.”

“And dangerous.” Sarah reminded. “If people find out what he or we are, there’s no telling what they’ll do to us.”

“He’s so pretty when he smiles.” You shut your locker and leaned against it, still watching it. “What do you think they’re talking about?”

“Probably having a dork-off,” Erica responded before walking away.

Unbeknownst to you, Rory thought the same thing about you and your magic

It made Benny sick, the way Rory always talked about you

“She’s so cool, guys! She’s, like, so good at magic.”

“I’m better.” Benny sneered, but Rory just brushed him off.

“And she’s pretty. I mean, Y/n was always pretty. But there’s something about her taking down a demon or something with some magic that makes her even prettier!” Rory looked down the hall at you, watching you talk to Erica and Sarah with a dreamy smile. “It’s like she cast a spell on me, man.”

“Rory, you’ve gotta shut up about my sister.”

“Aw, come on, Benny. They’re in love.” Ethan teased, making Benny groan and Rory widen his grin.

“Yeah, Benny. Who can deny the Ror-ster?”

“For the good of my sanity, hopefully Y/n.”

As if you could ever deny Rory of anything

Sometimes you still avoided him because you were scared of embarrassing yourself or something

You did it way less than you did when you were younger, but Rory still noticed every time you did

Eventually, he couldn’t take it anymore

Ethan had everyone over at his house to play some games, a usual occurrence. Especially when his parents were out for the night. On the agenda for tonight was pizza, popcorn, and Clue.

“I call Plum!” Rory yelled from the kitchen while his popcorn cooked. You took the purple piece out, setting it on the table close to where he usually sat. 

“As if you could be a professor.” Erica joked, grabbing the red piece to be Ms. Scarlet.

“To be fair, it’s an alias.” Ethan reminded, taking a bite of his pizza before shuffling the cards.

“Yeah, but we all saw the movie,” Rory said, returning to the living room with a fresh bowl of popcorn. “He was a therapist or something. That’s close to a professor, right?”

“Not really, Rory.” For some reason, instead of sitting in his regular spot, Rory made his way to you and sat next to you on the couch. Almost instantly, you stood up, deciding to go to the kitchen to get food so you wouldn’t just be standing for no reason. You glanced behind you and saw Rory’s eyes following your movements, looking a bit dejected. When you came back, you dropped your plate of food on the table. “I, uh, I’m gonna go to the bathroom real quick.” Then you sped out of the room and up the stairs.

Sitting on the side of the bathtub, you could’ve hit yourself. You probably just made everything so awkward, running off just because your crush was sitting next to you. And Rory looked so sad; it made you feel horrible. But it’s not like you could explain why sometimes you still ran off when he got close to you.

“It’s fine. It’ll be fine.” You muttered to yourself. “By the time I come back, he’s not gonna care. I’ll go back down, and we’ll have fun, and then me running off won’t even matter.” The pep talk ended with you getting up and leaving the bathroom. Walking down the hall, you were startled by someone popping up on the stairs. “Oh! Hey, Rory.”

“Hey.” 

“Watcha doing?” You couldn’t just leave; he was blocking you from going too far down the staircase by standing in the middle. 

“Waiting for you,” Rory answered somewhat shyly. “I wanted to ask you about something.” You became nervous, having an idea about what he wanted to know.

“Okay.”

It took him a while to muster the courage to ask you his question. 

“Do you not like me or something?” You knew it was coming, but that didn’t take away any of the guilt you felt from hearing his question. The look of confusion and sadness on Rory’s face didn’t help.

“Of course, I like you, Rory.” You laughed nervously, taking a few steps down the stairs. “Why would you think I didn’t?”

“Well, I mean, maybe it’s just my imagination, but I think you keep avoiding me or something. Like, just now, I sat down next to you, and you immediately got up and left.”

“I wanted food.”

“Yeah, but it was like you were repulsed by me, Y/n.”

“Rory, it’s not like that at all.”

“Then what’s it like?”

“I like you, okay!” You slapped your hand over your mouth after you revealed the truth. Luckily, it sounded like the rest of your friends were still talking amongst themselves. Rory stared blankly at you, and you realized it would probably be best to explain further so he’d stopped having that cute, confused look. “God, I think I’ve liked you since we met. But I didn’t know how to handle being around you without overthinking, so I’d avoid you. And then, when we all got our powers or whatever, I liked you even more, but I knew I couldn’t keep avoiding you. I guess that old habits die hard, though.”

Rory still stared, trying to register your words, and you felt like throwing up. You ruined everything more than you thought you could have. You should’ve just lied, saying it was something else keeping you away from Rory and not the fact that you had the biggest crush on him. You’d never recover from this. You’d have to run away from Whitechapel and start a new life.

But then Rory started to smile up at you. That pretty smile with those pearly white fangs.

“You like me?” He asked in a quiet but elated voice. You nodded, and he laughed in relief. “Dude, I’ve had a crush on you for years! It made me, like, miserable whenever you’d run away or not talk to me.”

“I’m so sorry, Rory.” You said, stepping down until you were standing on the step above him, now matching heights. Rory touched your waist, suddenly feeling much closer than a second ago.

“Well, at least you’re not running away now.” He grinned, and you mirrored his expression before leaning into him. His smile faded away so he could kiss you properly. His arms wrapped around you while yours went around his neck, bringing each other closer. “You’re my favorite spellcaster,” Rory whispered against your lips.

“You’re my favorite vampire.” You whispered back before kissing him again.

“And you two are my least favorite people right now.” Benny startled you, clearly disgusted by the sight in front of him. The rest of your friends followed behind him, stopping to look at you with faces that ranged from disgusted to amused.

“Looks like it’s Professor Plum and Mrs. Peacock making out on the staircase.” Sarah laughed lightly, then harder at Ethan and Benny’s expressions. They were both disturbed and grossed out: Benny for watching his little sister kiss one of his best friends and Ethan for having to see two of his friends make out on his staircase.

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Sharing my TCF notes because sharing is caring 😬 ⬇️. (All of them… so far)

Ch. 086- sad time for Raon :(. REVENGE HAHAHA LETSGOOOO

Ch. 335- Eruhaben protect Roan & Cale from ugly WS 😆

Ch. 352- Cale’s greatest fear…😭

Ch. 378- Choi’s uncle (DS) left info book written in KOREAN?!?! 😵

Ch. 394- Letter from Death & shiz show😬

Ch. 395- CALE IS AFRAID?!?! 😱

Ch. 401- “Plavin was laughing on the outside but crying on the inside.”😌

Ch. 404- “And Miss Cage, please cuss out the God of Death for me.” -Cale 😇

Ch. 411- They were talking about the Lion King (person) and I thought they were talking about the movie 😭

Ch. 414- Choi Han woke up crying “Kim Rook Soo” 😰

Ch. 415- “What am I supposed to call the friend of my nephew once removed?” -Choi Han 😳

Ch. 423- “Oh, by the way, the original owner of your body is living well too. He said he is happy.” -Lee Soo Hyuk ☺️

Ch. 423- CALE CRIES! BABY NOOOOOOOOOOOOO! 😰

“It's a new record! You were unconscious for 20 days, 1 hour, 32 minutes, and 19 seconds!”- Roan Miru🤠

Ch. 431-

“You son of a bitch!” -Bear King

"Why am I your son? Such an idiot.”

-Whale Archie🫡

Ch. 434- Which Henituse sibling wants to become what?🥱👑⚔️

Ch. 435- Sworn brothers 🤞

Ch. 455- Ron says he has a cute young master (Cale) who he doesn’t want to disappoint.🥹

Also that Roan is cuter than Cale 😂

Ch. 457- “This is nice.” Beacrox commented before swinging his greatsword horizontally.🙂

Ch. 461- Cale’s merchant name is Bob XD

Ch. 465- The Sound of the Wind was a top underneath a boulder surrounded by whirlpools.

The Indestructible Shield was a pit under the tree.

The Scary Giant Cobblestone was a stone in the Super Rock villa.

The Fire of Destruction was a sculpture at the center of the magma.

The Vitality of the Heart was a stone pillar at the center of a whirlwind.

The Sky Eating Water was a chained spear.

Ch. 476- More Dragon Family Drama wtf

Ch. 481- To the Fake World Tree

Ch. 501- Illusion of Other World..RAMEN!

Ch. 504- Stick from World Tree (Cale’s blood is special?!)

Ch. 515- Vampire Duke Fredo (seems nice)

Ch. 516- Demonic Race, Rosalyn, White Star after cookie prince?! NOOO

Ch. 520- WEAKLING. Alberu is a mage swordsman badass dark elf

Ch. 526- These brothers are so cute OMEGALUL

Ch.555- Sealed god test, wtf this is so sad I’m crying I’ve never been so genuinely sad

Ch. 559- CHOI HAN OUR LOVE THANKS🙏

Ch. 581- AWW BESTIEEE

Ch. 584- Cale saying he could beat 3 strong peeps

Ch. 589- Alberu goes to Blood Boulder

Ch. 601- AHH CALE BDAY AHHH

Ch. 612- THEY GAVE ALBERU A GUN!!

Ch. 618- Cale explains to LeeSooHyuk the truth

Ch. 622- HOMEEEEEEEE AYYAYAAY

Ch. 627- @Capital w/ Dad y Alberu YAY

Ch. 628- BUBBLEGUM PINK DRAGON

Ch. 629- We are a big family!

Ch. 631- 5 FUCKIN DRAGONS AHHH-

[THE AUTHOR STARTS SAYING SHIT LIKE “IN THE FUTURE.. “ LIKE F U MAKIN ME ALL SAPPY N STUFF WTH UGHHH!!!]

Ch. 640- 2 Cats are Molan house’s future 🥹.. They can’t go berserk?..

Ch. 645- Roan & Cale Solo Fight letsgo!!

Ch. 646- Cale uses ‘instant’ to destroy 2 unranked monsters.. I’m crying actually..

Ch. 647- wtf I’m crying, goosebumps fr

Ch. 649- Roan has grown so much 🥹

Ch. 652- COM. WITH EARTH 2 AHHHH—

Ch. 655- Cale is healing❤️ OG Cale!KRS

Ch. 656- SOO much info from OG Cale!!

Ch. 658- CALE IS AWAKEEE YAYA

Ch. 662- OMG Cale’s BioMom was cooking

Ch. 663- WE KNOW HOW TO KILL HIM HA

Ch. 670- World Tree-nim

Ch. 677- Explaining ALOT lore dump!!

CB. 681- WOW the end of that chap tho

Ch. 682- I stan Cale’s hatred for the White Star. We love the PJs! Alberu is moon that’s so *legs in air kicking*

Ch. 683- So are we gonna kill WS or whatt?

Ch. 684- HAHAH OMG CALE’S BDR POWER IS SO SCARY EVERYONE THINKS ITS THE WS!! HAHAH ITS CALE’S THOOO

Ch. 685- omg.. DANGGG!! Our Cale is truly terrifying! New Pokémon acquired! White star!! 😏 wait we have a tiny WS in our pocket how cute! 🥰

Ch. 686- HAHA BOOM BOOM 💥

Ch. 688- Rashell says he wouldn’t be able to sleep if many humans died 🥰

Ch. 689- ROCK SHEILD LETSGOOO

Ch. 694- DEAFEATED! Alberu faints and thinks he’s like Cale now 😭

Ch. 695- NAHH WE LOVEEE

Ch. 699- ENTERED THE TEMPLE! We can’t leave…? CALE IS GHOST AND WATCHING OTHERS TESTS HUHHH?!! (DespairTest2)

Ch. 700- This chapter is just amazing, these people are so smart ughhh I’m screaming! In a happy way tho

Ch. 701- OK we have Choi Han, Clopeh, Rosalyn and Cale so far.. MARYYY

Ch. 702- +1(Roan) Cale can use the cintamani to contact other world. PEOPLE CAN SEE HIM YAY!

Ch. 705- Talking with Cale & others through the Cintamani :>

Ch. 706- Tonka! And Dark elf Tasha&Alberu

Ch. 707- My heart, Alberu was so sad and lonely back then…

Ch. 709- Eruhaben! WS is badddd

Ch. 710- Whyyyy I’m actually feeling despair it’s so complicated ugh and no ones receiving correct info ughhhhh

Ch. 713- Mary is #GIRLBOSS for not being tricked! ❤️❤️

Ch. 717- So glad that was settled 😮‍💨

Ch. 718- So the test Cale was in wasn’t the original one so now we are doing the actual sadness test ok 👍

Ch. 719- WOW NOT CALE ALREADY FINISHING BLUE TEST.. also someone else?

Ch. 721- Toonka left the test, Cale met Choi Jung Gun, I’m I’m scared 😶

Ch. 722- Rosalyn finally put the tests goals into words! She’s so smart. I love herrr

Ch. 726- Cale confronts CJG and he’s being used as bait bc a hunter is here oh no. Cale is going to cause chaos ialrk

Ch. 727- WOWW Cale was about to be isekaied lol. Good thing we have ancient powers! 2 Hunters?! 🫣

Ch. 730- Cale actually skipped a level bfr

Ch. 731- Cale has to observe past Roan (during the night) and Alberu (during the day)

Ch. 732- FLIPPING OVER THE FIRST PRINCES PALACE HAHAHAHAGA

Ch. 735- Freeing Roan! Again Again?

Ch. 739- Still loving how Choi’s test is taking care of tiny KRS. Alberu test completed!!

Ch. 740- I’m loving Clopeh during this test so far. He knows his goals and he sticks to them. He’s crazy!

Ch. 744- Damn Dodam Miru. I think DM’s world is not an illusion. Cale “tricking” the Wrath test is crazy I love that sly bastard!

Ch. 745- Cale hates when the children hate their side dishes ahah! The Wrath test is actually really difficult it surprised me frfr! Clopeh & Cale are angy

Ch. 749- How dare this low-life Dorph ever consider sacrificing the great and mighty Roan Miru. I pour all of my hatred and anger toward him. He needs to die. 😡

Ch. 750- Finally! Flipping every over heh!

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Fun fluffy animes that I loved

This is basically a list of animes that helps get over or deal with the trauma inflicted by various animes. At the moment, I guess fellow JJK fans might need this, and prolly AOT fans on November 5. Have fun watching

Haikyuu

Short Synopsis: Determined to be like the volleyball championship's star player nicknamed "the small giant", Shoyo joins his school's volleyball club.

Episodes: 85 + 5 OVA

The worst thing that can possibly happen is either the 3rd year students graduating or you being unable to support a specific team (nah cuz bro how do you pick and root for one? I end up being happy for the team that won and depressed for the team that lost)

Two movies are coming up soon

Highschool Babysitters

Synopsis: After the sudden death of their parents on a plane crash, two young brothers named Ryūichi Kashima (a freshman in high school) and his younger brother Kotarō (a preschooler) are left orphaned and having no place to call home. The chairwoman of the prestigious Morinomiya Academy offers to take the boys into her care, giving them a new house and free tuition, on the condition that Ryuichi helps out with the school's daycare center while also attending normal classes during school hours.

Episodes: 12 + 1 OVA

Note: Plane crash seems sad but trust me, its only mentioned in the first episode, and the rest 11 is just fluffy goodness. Nothing can prepare you for the cuteness.

Cells At Work

Synopsis: One newcomer red blood cell just wants to do her job. Between bacteria incursions and meeting a certain white blood cell, she's got a lot to learn.

Episodes: 31 + 7

A good mix of science and entertainment. The episodes dont have to be watched in any specific order.

Mr. Osomatsu

Synopsis: The everyday lives of identical sextuplets who cause mischief.

Episodes: 75 + special eps + movies

Has a good amount of 18+ jokes, but its not too overwhelming. It doesnt necessarily follow a plot, and each episode is usually two different stories combined. So, skipping episodes should be fine. Also, it features very popular voice actors for the sextuplets (Geto's VA, Gojo's VA, Levi's VA, Koro sensei's VA, Erwin's VA and Haku/ Sugawara's VA), Iyami (Obanai Iguro's VA), Totoko (Shoko's VA)

The Vampire Dies in No Time

Synopsis: The story follows the famed vampire hunter, Ronaldo, who receives a job to destroy the supposedly invincible vampire lord Draluc and rescue a human boy he allegedly kidnapped.

Episodes: 24

Note: Its a hit or miss, the running gag is used constantly and gets tiring at times, but the overall anime is a good watch. I personally loved John the Armadillo

Buddy Daddies

Synopsis: Assassins Kazuki Kurusu and Rei Suwa meet Miri, a girl looking for her father on Christmas Day. Kazuki, Rei, and Miri unexpectedly end up living together.

Episodes: 12

May get dark at times, so I wont guarantee that itll be a smooth sail, but we get a wholesome conclusion so you can count on that! Otherwise VERY fluffy

Blue Lock

Synopsis: High school soccer players from across Japan gather for a controversial project designed to create the best and most egoistic striker in the world.

Episodes: 24

Isnt exactly true football, but yeah. The anime is pretty fine. It doesnt exactly go under the fluffy anime like i mentioned in the title, but you can check it out if you want.

Free!!

Synopsis: The story is centered on high school student Haruka Nanase, a gifted swimmer. After encountering his childhood rival, Rin Matsuoka from Samezuka Academy, he and his friends revitalize Iwatobi High School's swim team.

Episodes: 37 + specials and movies

This anime to me, personally is what haikyuu is. A great comfort anime which knows how to make the viewer connect with the characters. I dislike it when the whole anime gets reduced to just fanservice, like guys lets look beyond that and actually enjoy the plot.

Life Lessons With Uramichi Oniisan

Synopsis: From smoking and exercising to nihilistic outbursts, everyone's big brother Uramichi always brings up the not-so-moral side to his life lessons

Episodes: 13

This one is very real and relatable in many levels. Theres a lot of screenshots and panels available online, so you can check a few out before watching!

Obey Me

Synopsis: Brothers Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, and Belphegor are among the most powerful demons in the Devildom, serving as officers on the student council at the Royal Academy of Diavolo (RAD). However, being avatars of the seven deadly sins, their behaviors often tend toward the extreme. Their everyday antics belie their high status and fearsome reputations among others of their kind. When viewed behind the scenes, the members of this family are more lovable—and laughable—than they first seem!

Episodes: 24 + 1

It's based on a popular otome game, and can be watched as it is even if you havent played the game. The basic idea is that theyre based on the 7 sins, so their personalities are really amusing. As for the plot, its pretty wholesome.

Play It Cool Guys

Synopsis: Despite their distinctive personalities, Souma Shiki, Hayate Ichikura, Shun Futami, and Takayuki Mima all have one thing in common: though naturally clumsy, the four disguise their embarrassment from tiny slip-ups by maintaining a composed demeanor. However, it is actually the guys' airheaded natures that makes the girls' hearts throb. No matter what happens in their daily lives, the boys do their best not to lose their cool!

Episodes: 24

Each episode is barely 10-13 minutes, so it just doesnt feel enough lol. Most of their slip ups are relatable and could get a chuckle from the viewer. The art style is a little different but its good. Definitely worth watching, once or even multiple times.

Tanaka Kun is Always Listless

Synopsis: For high school student Tanaka, the act of being listless is a way of life. Known for his inattentiveness and ability to fall asleep anywhere, Tanaka prays that each day will be as uneventful as the last, seeking to preserve his lazy lifestyle however he can by avoiding situations that require him to exert himself. Along with his dependable friend Oota who helps him with tasks he is unable to accomplish, the lethargic teenager constantly deals with events that prevent him from experiencing the quiet and peaceful days he longs for.

Episodes: 13 + specials

Not gonna lie, Ive wanted to act like Tanaka. The characters are lovable and the anime is worth giving a try. An underrated gem. I personally loved the school festival episode.

@satoruukisser hope this helps!

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Youngest Original ~ TVDU

Ch 7 - Memory Lane

Mikaelson!OC

Warnings: sadness lol? Plotwist? Kassie is feeling very nostalgic and melancholic + my favorite man is back!!!

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There's nothing but the rain No footsteps on the ground I'm listening but there's no sound

October 2010, Mystic Falls

Two more weeks have passed. Stefan was still refusing to hand over their siblings. Kassie could tell Klaus's patience was paper thin and if she was being honest, so was hers. She understood why Stefan was doing all this; Klaus had no right to compel him and take his will away. But this was getting out of control.

Klaus told her he was going to negotiate with Stefan one last time. She asked what would she be doing. Her brother just laughed and with sickly sweet words told her to stay put while he dealt with the situation. Kassie had to actively control herself from lashing out at him. 

He always sidelined her and her ideas, no matter how good they were or if they made more sense than his. She was to sit aside and let him do everything. But how could she sit idly while a vengeful vampire basically kidnaped her family? No matter how hard she tried explaining to Klaus that they were her family too, he wouldn't listen. 

She knew why he never allowed her to do anything; it was cause he thought she would ruin everything. To him, she was a nuisance and a liability. Why did he even undagger me, she thought. She was not allowed to do anything outside of his preplanned procedures, so why did he bring her back?

Was he simply just bored and wanted company? Did he truly feel remorse for breaking her trust and betraying her? He never told her the true reason and after two months of being back in the land of the living, she was starting to get frustrated with his antics.

~

While Klaus was out negotiating with Stefan, Kassie had hours to kill. It was a sad, gloomy day; the skies above Mystic Falls were grey and full of dark clouds, indicating it would rain soon. The poor weather meant she was stuck in the house. It also brought a sense of melancholy onto Kassandra's mind. 

An idea popped up in her head. She walked toward her closet and opened it. A big wooden chest stood at the bottom of it; inside were a bunch of old-looking diaries and notebooks. They all belonged to Kassandra. After undaggering her, Klaus was gracious enough to ship most of her belongings from Geneva to their new residence in Mystic Falls. 

They were all chronologically placed in order by year. Her eyes danced over the years - 1939, 1922, 1914, 1864, 1492, 1453 and so on. The very first one was the biggest in size, the pages were yellow and she was honestly surprised it lasted all these centuries. The first page had the year 1104 written on it. 

"Do you really want to do this?" she asked herself. She hadn't opened this diary in particular since...the accident. That was over 900 years ago. But something in her mind was telling her to open it and read. And so she did. As she read, memories of her past flooded her mind. 

May, 1104 AD

"Today was the most splendid day. Axel gifted me with the most beautiful present - wedding rings! Mine even has a blue gem at the top! Today marks 100 years since we made our union official—one hundred years of pure bliss and joy. I pray for an eternity of peace with him by my side. Destiny has so far been kind to the two of us. My siblings were nowhere in sight and I haven't heard from them in decades. I intend to keep it that way."

This passage tightened Kassandra's heart like she hadn't felt in centuries. She blinked away tears and shook her head. She looked inside the wooden chest once again. In the corner, next to one of the diaries, was a small trinket box made of rosewood. It had floral engravings on it and was clearly made centuries ago.

She picked it up and she could already tell this was a bad idea. She should stop now and save herself the pain. But the yearning inside her heart was too great to ignore. Kassie took a deep breath and opened the small box. 

Inside the box was a silver ring. It had Norse knots engraved on its sides and at the top sat a small, emerald-cut sapphire. Even after all these years, it hadn't lost its shine. Kassie turned it in her hands, examining it. She hadn't looked at it in so long she had almost forgotten how beautiful it was. 

The more she looked at it, the more her eyes watered until eventually, tears started spilling down her cheeks. The ache in her heart was painful but not unfamiliar; it took her back to a time and place where pain was the only thing she felt. 

By the time she put back everything in its place, the rain started pouring from the skies. For some reason, she wanted to go outside. Out of sight, out of mind was the principle she used all these years and now she had ruined it all by looking into the wooden chest. 

The cracks in her heart were starting to ache again; they never truly healed in the first place, but at least they were dormant. Not anymore. 

Before leaving, she scribbled down a quick message for Klaus and left it at the front door. She then put on her long black coat, grabbed one of the umbrellas, and walked outside only to be greeted by the cold wind and rain. She didn't mind it, she welcomed it as a distraction. The streets were empty; everyone ran inside to hide from the rain. But not her.

~

Her black leather boots clicked against the wet concrete as she went further and further away from the town. The place she was looking for was deep inside the forest surrounding Mystic Falls. She walked over Wickery Bridge but then made a sudden stop. 

She observed as the raindrops danced on the surface of the river and listened to the quiet hum of the river's movement. When she was a human, there was no bridge and the river existed as a mark to indicate the end of their village's territory. 

After a couple of minutes, she continued with her little journey. After another mile of walking, she could see it in the distance. Not bothering to use her vampire speed, she slowly walked until she finally stood in front of her special place. Their special place.

It consisted of a small rock formation, though it was big enough for people to sit on it. This was the place where she would sit and patiently wait for him to arrive. The reason why she had to sneak outside of the village was because she knew her parents would disapprove. 

To her surprise, it was her mother who was strictly against Kassandra being involved with anyone. Their mother was strangely against any one of her children getting married. Kassie never understood why. 

The rain was still pouring from the sky, making the rocks wet and shiny. She walked around the rock and crouched down. On the back of it, two carvings could be found. Both were names written in Runic, the written script of Kassie's native language. 

ᚪᛋᛖᛚ   (AXEL)

ᚳᚪᛋᛋᚪᚾᛞᚱᚪ (KASSANDRA)

She ran her hand over his name. "My love...where are you? Are you even alive?" She whispered in her mother tongue, choking on her own tears. 

For many months, they would meet in secret and share kisses under the light of the moon. Together, they carved their names on this rock to immortalize their love. Little did they know, they too would become immortal. 

After a little squabble with Damon Salvatore and witch spirits, Klaus finally took back what was his. Daniel, his hybrid, was carting in his sibling's caskets into one of the halls. Upon entering the house Klaus could tell it was dead silent. His sister usually had music or some TV show playing, which meant she was gone. 

"I think this is for you," Daniel said and handed him a small piece of paper. Klaus unfolded it and in small, neat letters he recognized as Kassandra's, a short message was written. 

Went out for a walk. Will be back in a couple hours. - K

Klaus hummed. She never went out anywhere without notifying him before leaving. But she was also known to go on spontaneous walks so this didn't surprise him. He just wondered where she was and why she didn't tell him. 

After carting in the last casket, Daniel asked him if he would open them up. "Not quite yet. I have some unfinished business to take care of." Klaus said as he walked past the caskets.

"What business?" Daniel asked but before Klaus could respond, the man fell to the ground, dead. Behind him was Elijah, holding the hybrid's heart.

"So, Niklaus," Elijah said, looking Klaus dead in the eye.

"Elijah..." Klaus gasped, shocked to see his brother alive.

"What did I miss?" Elijah asked, getting closer to Klaus.

***

Gasp! Kassie was married!?

I felt I needed to lay the foundations of Kassie and Axel's relationship now, so that the payoff, well... pays off later on down the line lol

Elijah is baaack!!! I just realized that this is the first time we'll see him and Kassie together in the main timeline!

Yes, my girl was married and doesn't know where her hubby is. That's why she's so depressed. Wonder who could be behind all of that...hmmm?

[cosmicbrowniebox]

fallen stars scene one Vampire Empire

In the world of Delarus, where regal courts and majestic mislands intertwine, Fallen Stars  weaves a tale of passion, sadness, and obsession. At the heart of the story is Lady (Y/N) Shoko, a girl just trying to save not only herself but as many souls as she can before time runs out. The stage is set for an elaborate dance of power, obsession, and secrets. 

"In the maze of affection, He finds solace, weaving a web of devotion that traps the object of his desire."

pairings: yandre vampire!gojo x Ieiri! reader

warnings: slight smut but its lowk poorly written since it was my first time and it was from January

A/N: I'm reposting this since I never posted it earlier but this kinda ate I think

“To be the object of his love is to walk on a tightrope between adoration 

and danger, with every step a dangerous gamble.”

“Lady Kanna, how lovely to see you!”

The mysterious voice said in a tone too snarky for a lady of Kanna’s class. Kanna looked at the tall figure standing not far from her, his recognizable eyes staring right at her as they stood in the streets below the dreary Keep of RavenStone. Her hands moved to take down the hood of her cloak.

"I should be surprised to see you here? I'd thought you would be cooped up in those dreadful Brothels by this hour," she commented as she moved to draw closer to the man she knew all too well. Even after ages of being stuck at his side, she wished some days she didn't know him just by the look in his eyes.

The mystery man took a step from the wall he was leaning on, the armor he adorned clinking with his movements. "Dear sister, even after all this time, you still choose to think so low of me. Have I not shown you that I haven't wasted my time just paying for pleasures?" he said, shaking his head in a distasteful way. Kanna’s eyes rolled at his voice; she had a feeling inside her that he had gone and done something stupid.

"Even after all this time, somehow you manage to almost blow the cover we have had for years now, Satoru. I know you haven't fed recently. Why are you coming to find me now? You know I don't have anything to offer you," she stated flatly, her accent almost seeming soft in her usual annoyance with her elder brother.

Satoru leaned forward, a shit-eating grin plastered on his face. "Now, dear sister, don’t assume I need you for something every time we meet. We’ll be meeting much more often, and I’ve had more than my fill with the distasteful blood of the animals harboring within the brothels. Why do you think there’s been no reports?" he said, not revealing his entire motive of finding his sister.

The girl huffed in annoyance as she fiddled with her rings, a nervous habit she had picked up throughout the years. "I'm not surprised you would choose the whores waltzing in and out of the establishments you've visited throughout the past few weeks," she stated almost uncharacteristically calm versus her usual annoyance.

Kanna watched him for a moment, her icy blue eyes looking up at him. "You want something, don't you? Toru, you never seek me out unless it's grown important. I can't help you if it is truly dangerous, as we almost got caught the first time you wanted something big," she told him, suspicion coating her tongue.

Satoru stared at her for a moment, a bored look now adorning his face. "Sister, you are only half right. I sought you out to inform you I am to become the commander of the king's guard and only thought to ask if you knew of any food sources within the house. I am dreadfully tired of drinking the blood of common whores," he said, sticking his tongue out to show his distaste.

She nodded. "I may have a few options you could have," she answered almost in a faint grumble when she heard him announce his move to Commander of the Kingsguard. "You can't climb far in the idea of feeding off any of the royal family. It would be a quick way to have us caught. If you find a way, though, brother, I wouldn't oppose you doing as you wish, as long as I am not an accomplice," she added, her tone almost seeming firm.

A Knight catching her almost piercing gaze traveling the crowd she recognized him in a split second Okkotsu Yuta, the Sworn Guard of the Princess. "I think I might have you a way to get better-tasting blood on your palate," she murmured as she nudged him, the two silver-headed siblings locking eyes onto Okkotsu.

Satoru followed the so-called guard of the princess with an almost thrilled look in his eyes. "And how is he going to get me to the blood of a princess? Don’t tell me my little sister is going to whore herself out," he said, putting a hand on his chest in fake surprise.

She smacked his arm. "Oh, piss off. I'm not a whore. At least I'm not a frequent visitor to all the brothels in the city like you have been," she retorted, her eyes not leaving the ink-black hair she had known as if it was the back of her hand.

"You want an in, don't you, Toru? This is how you get that in," she added quickly as she fixed her silver curls. "This might take a while, so keep yourself busy, you bloody whore," she called out as she made her way towards the brothel she had watched him enter, unclipping the gold clasp keeping her cloak secure on her shoulders.

The hours passed by as if it was sand in an hourglass, his incoherent whimpers and groans filling the room, mixing with Kanna’s moans and whines as they overstimulated one another. His length buried deep inside her core, tears of pleasure brimming at her eyes as she was kept atop of them. The pace of his hips bucking up into her almost transferred her thoughts back into reality – the true meaning of why she was doing this. She had to kill him. Her eyes glassy as she heard his praise falling out incoherently from his lips. “Such a good girl, f’me just like that, pretty girl,” she could make out of the strings of words he spoke. Her lips left sloppy kisses around his carotid artery, her tongue tracing shapes against his throat as she sank her fangs into his neck. The piercing feeling of his flesh against her fangs, the pooling crimson blood filling her senses as she began to drain his body. 

Small gulps taking in liters of blood as the man slowly went silent, his body growing cold, a final breath being drawn from his body. The satisfaction shown with the grin on her blood-stained lips, dismounting the now ice-cold Okkotsu. “Such a shame you had to die, you’d been so handsome,” she mumbled, dressing quickly, making herself look decent, throwing the cloak over her shoulders, clasping the gold sigil of House Gojo. Her blue eyes trained on the brothel frequenters, eyeing her as if she was their prey. She had made her way out of the poorly lit establishment, rain pelting down. She wasn't sure how long she had been with the knight; all she had known was it grew later and later by the second. She had to find her elder brother before it had grown too late for her to find him in the winding streets of Troria.

Satoru watched his sister trace after the knight with an almost disgusted look. Sure, he’s done the same thing, but watching your younger sister go to do it with some knight is gross. Having watched his sister enter the brothel, he sighed, choosing to turn around and continue his patrol and other meaningless tasks that a king's guard was tasked with. The cold chill of the night left Satoru time to think, a dangerous thing.

The man walked down a familiar path one has walked for ages, the clicking of his armor and the sound of the wind the only thing to be heard. “Riko… Why did you half go and die on me?” Satoru sighed for the hundredth time tonight. The path he's walking is one filled with dying flowers and decrepit houses aged by time, the same path he met who was supposed to be the love of his life. Years and years before he became the monster he is today, before the streets of Troria became waste-filled streets, before the Fushiguro family became the royal family. 

The time when he and his sister were humans, humans with blood pumping in their veins who ate normal food, who could die. That's when he met Riko. She had just stolen something from a shop no longer around, the dirt from the ground staining the front of her skirt. Something about her drew Satoru to her. “Now, stealing isn’t very ladylike, now is it?” he asked, stepping in front of the girl, causing her to take a large step back. “Excuse me, as you can see, I am currently running from someone – hey, wait, how do you know I stole this?” Riko asked with an annoyed tone on her tongue. “Satoru, HEY, earth to Satoru!?” Kanna yelled, trying to get her brother out of whatever dream he was in.

Satoru, having been torn from his memory, almost hurt his sister, having been spooked, grabbing his sword hilt from his side, his armor making a loud noise in response to the speedy movement. “Jesus, Kanna, are you trying to have me kill you?!?” he whispered, sweat dropping at the annoyed look on her face. She scanned his eyes for a moment before speaking. “Not even a ‘thank you sister for opening up a spot for me to have access to good food.’ It's as if you're ungrateful,” she grumbled as she adjusted her cloak hood over her silver hair. “You looked as if you’ve seen someone we know, Toru. What's wrong?” she asked, concern almost lacing her tone as she looked up at her elder brother, almost with more curiosity than concern.

He stared at her for a moment, trying to clear his mind completely of the memory. “Nothing, sister, just thinking of when we were human, when this city used to be lively, pretty,” a reminiscent tone laced his tongue. Satoru often thought of before the city was the way it was now, back to when she was still alive. Kanna nodded as she listened to him speak, a sense of understanding between the Gojo siblings. “I'll assume you had been thinking about Amani again?” she breathed, almost a hint of annoyance at the reminder of the past. “You'll find someone, Toru, especially in the keep. It wouldn't surprise me if you found someone better than she had been,” she added, almost trying to reassure him so he didn't forget the task at hand. Satoru nodded along, deciding she was right. “Yeah, I guess you're right. Anyway, I have to go; my coronation is tomorrow, and I still have to feed. I’ll see you soon, dear sister,” he said, turning around, and throwing his hand up in a sign of goodbye. Kanna watched him leave, worried her brother would never find someone else. “Yes, goodbye, Toru,” she said, knowing Satoru had not heard her, for he was lost in his search for food.

And finally, within the last few hours of the night, both Gojo siblings went to sleep, one ready for his coronation, the other worried for her brother.

[milos-lil-corner]

Thoughts and reasons why I put songs in my Liu Woods playlist. Take a listen and read below if you want lol. There's a text description of my thoughts on each song if you can't read my horrendous hand writing.

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Goodnight Dad I Love You by Wishing - Lius internal mourning for his parents. Conflicting feelings.

Goodbye by Holden Royal, sign crushes motorist - Mourning. I can imagine Liu is singing this. IDK.

Untitled #9 - Smáskífa 1 by Sigur Rós - Peacefulness of Death. 4 hours of nothing but bliss.

Karen 3 by Smaland - Vibe

you left me on suicide sunday by thenian - Title reference. Headcanon that killing happened on Sunday.

i'm going to fail my class by mage tears - Vibe

Family Tree by Ethel Cain - Grabs this song and jingles it around. I don't know how to describe it - it just fits

Cigarettes out the Window by TV Girl - Title ref to Liu's addiction to cigarettes. Also, vibes

Think Of Me Once In A While, Take Care by Take Care - Title red and think this vibes with Liu's overall feelings towards his brother.

Watching Him Fade Away by Mac DeMarco - He hates Jeff for what he has done, but he still wants the brotherly bond back

The Great Gig in the Sky by Pink Floyd - Liu's love of old rock classics and song is about death.

Answering Machine by Ruby Huant - Vibe

someday i'll get it by Alek Olsen - Vibe

Fade to Black (Remastered) by Metallica - I think during Liu's first few years of being reanimated, he had major suicidal ideation and thoughts.

Lithium by Nirvana - Suicidal idealisation and religious.

( Both Fade to Black and Lithium are references of Liu's love of rock classics )

Get Out Of My House by Kate Bush - Anger towards Jeff. Also, specific thought of Jeff breaking into Liu's 'home' ( car )

I WHO BEND THE TALL GRASSES by Lingua Ignota - VERY religious. Ref to Liu's rosary piece.

Strangers by Ethel Cain - Confusion on why he was killed, and desperately wanting to know.

Brother by Murder By Death - Headcanon that Liu covered for Jeff a lot when they were younger.

Saint Bernard by Lincoln - Religious.

Twin Size Mattress by The Front Bottoms - Younger Liu. Headcanon him to have been a doormat.

creature by half alive - Older Liu developing a healthier view of Christianity later on.

Arsonist's Lullabye by Hozier - Liu after the killing. Dunno. Vibe.

Brutus by The Buttress - Caeser being betrayed by Brutus. Liu -> Caeser / Jeff -> Brutus. IDK.

BLOODMONEY by Poppy - Liu pre-murder. Conflictions and anger towards God.

How To Never Stop Being Sad by dandelion hands - Liu's depression. Vibe.

Things to Do by Alex G - Nostalgia and Liu's Childhood

Treehouse by Alex G, Emily Yacina - Liu's childhood. Vibe.

Vampire Empire by Big Thief - I don't know how to describe this. Vibe?

Class of 2013 by Mitski - Liu grief, love, and hatred towards his mother.

[the0retically]

The Suckening thoughts-#6 Meet Your Maker:

Spoilers below but my god that was a cool episode

- The intros get crazier and crazier and I love it

- Part 2?? Oh!! Goodness I have no idea how many episodes there will be of this and I’m so Scared because they all said it emotionally destroyed them

- …why are they spending this long on this intro,,,,please

- GOD THE MUSIC SLAPS SO MUCH NATHAN HANOVER THANK YOU FOR MAKING AN AMAZING SCORE

- GREFGORE NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO CHARLIE PLEASE

- Emizel’s “I HAVE QUESTIONS!” makes me So sad

- “Arthur do you see Grefgore anywhere?” SHILOOOOOOO :((((((

- “Arthur please just wait for like 45 minutes” “….is there a pet store nearby” PLEASE??

- SIBLING BONDING EXERCISE!!

- God why are they going back in????

- Ok yeah cat emizel, he has claws

- This is a nightmare what the hell, but good! Go get Grefgore!

- SHILO?? GO WITH YOUR BROTHER

- They’re just redoing it??????? Y’all pleaseeeeee…Charlie’s just like “yeah this will be Exactly the same!!”

- “What is another life for Grefgore!” Shilo I love you, thank god you’re going to try and get him

- And god emizel is Alone what the hell

- And they had to leave Condi alone goodness

- NO! THATS THE QUESTION HE WANTS ANSWERED?? brooooooo

- Ok that entire exchange made me so sad, he lost when him and the demons got their hideout, sure he was able to get Grefgore back (LETS GOOOOOOOOO!!!!!) but he Still does not have an answer to why he was abandoned and Shilo got to stay :((((( emizel buddy :(((

- Rip Arthur Petco is closed

- BIZLY IS SO HAPPY ABOUT GREFGORE BEING BACK!

- ……….weird digital glitching?? Excuse me?

- Also god why is Shilo’s aura mortal

- Awwwwwww shilo goes to hug grefgore!!

- “Can vampires regrow their heads?” “……………….what?” Oh god Grizz please don’t cut grefgore’s head off

- “Permission to hug you back my prince?” “Of course!” “Big day for grefgore!” PLEASE :)))

- “You still have many hours for the night” “is that true?” “….yeah?? No! You caught me in one of my DM lies!” iconic exchange

- Oh my god what is happening with this poor nurse, just let her go!!

- Oh god now this has become a sitcom bit what is happening, shilo is just concerned for this woman’s life but emizel and Arthur are trying to get her to get Vanya’s schedule

- :( Arthur telling the boys they don’t have to come with is Very sad

- “If Grefgore is truly a burden to you then I shall go get blood” GREFGORE NO YOURE NOT A BURDEN

- No vents? Damn rip

- Thank god no Arthur frenzy

- LAZARUS????? WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE

- He’s in the toilet???

- Oh a little family reunion!

- ……….why is this sus, is that really Lazarus?

- WHY IS HE PUSHING A PHEASANT THROUGH THE TOILET PORTAL?

- Charlie’s curse as a DM is just making insane animal noises

- …..is shilo allergic to birds?? Why is he sneezing bizly please let him enjoy the bird

- “Well it is what it is!” LAZARUS PLEASE

- The chaos of the twins to the seriousness of Arthur is Such a juxtaposition

- Oh…Arthur killed his family, god this is heartbreaking

- “Why did you use me?” “Because it was the most effective way” GOD PLEASE

- God props to Charlie and Grizz for this whole interaction, I love this

- OH STAKE RIGHT THROUGH HER HEART

- Arthur popping off, it’s incredibly sad but good for you! Burn her!!!!!! She’s the reason your family is dead, kill her!!!!

- Arthur I love you I’m so sorry your life has been this tragic

- EMIZEL DID NOT ANSWER AND SAY “YELLOW?”

- Jonny???? Oh god, why is there a hit on the demons??

- Thank god soda isn’t there! Please Charlie say soda isn’t there

- HA GRIZZ REALIZING THAT EMIZEL FORGOT THE GANG WAS SO GOOD

- But emizel remembers Theo at least!! That’s good!

- SHILO IS GETTING THE OLD PEOPLE TO BEAT UP EMIZELS SIRE????? IM CRYING OH MY GOD

- What???? Metal???? What is up with this vampire

- Please tell me emizel isn’t going to die again

- Why did they leave Grefgore behind???

- “YOU SHOULD’VE JUST LET ME SUCK YOU MAN!” “WELL I’M SORRY I SUCKED BACK!” ????????

- SHILO RALLY THE OLD PEOPLE!!!!!

- Charlie is that old man Earl????

- EMIZEL IS DEAD AGAIN??????

- “The Wylan twins send their regards” ??????? HUH??

- Shilo is just a sweet boy :( but GET OUT OF THERE

- SHILO GETS HIT TOO?

- “Next session is going to be the adventures of Arthur and Grefgore!”

- Shilo please get out of there

- GOOD RUN!! GET OUT OF THERE

- SHILO PLEASE YOU CANNOT DIE

- WHAT THE HELL

- TAKE GOD FOR REFLEXIVE HEALING

- MINUS FIVE TO EVERY ROLL??

- HE MADE IT! HE SACRIFICED THE OLD PEOPLE HES BLEEDING OUT BUT HES OK!!

- EMIZEL HI??

- Get out of the sun my boy!!

- Oh,,,,,,,oh no?? He has no arms or legs oh my god, he’s tied to a chair and his mouth is sewn shut????

- HORROR HORROR HORROR

- CHARLIE WHAT THE FUCK

- WHAT THE HELL??

- I don’t know why this encounter with the twins and emizel is the most terrified I’ve been with Charlie dming, holy shit

- WAIT EDWARD TWILIGHT?????? WHAT THE FUCK?????

- Emizel I love you, biting off your own tongue to spit at them is amazing he’s so iconic

- Viv and Vex,,,,,interesting

- GOD EMIZEL I LOVE YOU YOURE BADASS

- 7! God please don’t lose more I’m getting scared

- BUT GOD A GREAT EPISODE

[shannendoherty-fans]

Stars pay tribute to 'force of nature' Doherty12 hours agoBy Ian Youngs, Culture reporter, BBC NewsGetty ImagesJason Priestley was "shocked and saddened" by Shannen Doherty's deathShannen Doherty has been remembered as a "beloved" actress with "heart, courage and kindness", following her death from cancer at the age of 53.Doherty was known for roles in 1990s teen drama Beverly Hills, 90210 and supernatural series Charmed.Jason Priestley, who played her twin brother on 90210, wrote on Instagram he was "shocked and saddened" by the news."She was a force of nature and I will miss her," he said. "Sending love and light to her family in this dark time."Getty ImagesJennie Garth wrote about her "tremendous grief"Jennie Garth, who played Kelly, the sometime love rival of Doherty's character Brenda, said she was "still processing my tremendous grief over the loss of my long-time friend Shannen, the woman I have often described as one of the strongest people I have ever known"."We were so often pitted against each other - but none of that reflected the truth of our real relationship, which was one built on mutual respect and admiration," Garth wrote."She was courageous, passionate, determined and very loving and generous. I will miss her and will always honour her deeply in my heart and in my memories. My heart breaks for her family and [her dog] Bowie and all the people who loved her."Getty ImagesSarah Michelle Gellar recalled how Doherty loved animals, "especially dogs"Buffy the Vampire Slayer star Sarah Michelle Gellar, a good friend, posted: "How do you possibly find the right words to sum up 30 years of friendship?"I keep reminding myself it only hurts this much because, there was so much love. Thank you, for all your kind words and support."Recalling Doherty's love of pets, Gellar asked well-wishers to donate to an animal charity in her memory. "I know that would make our girl happy."Doherty's death comes five years after that of her fellow Beverly Hills, 90210 star, Luke Perry.Gabrielle Carteris, who played Andrea in the hit series, paid tribute to Doherty, writing: "So young - so sad. May you RIP Shannon. I know Luke is there with open arms to love you."Tori Spelling, who played Donna, posted a photo of herself and Doherty, alongside a string of broken-heart emojis and the message: "I don't have outwards words yet... but we knew and that's what matters."Another Beverly Hills 90210 co-star, Brian Austin Green, addressed his tribute to "Shan, my sister"."You loved me through everything. You were a big part of my understanding of love," he wrote. "I'll miss you more than I know how to process right now. Thank you for the gift of you."

Carol Potter, who played Brenda's mother, Cindy, wrote Doherty had "gone too soon".

"Throughout, she stayed true to herself and gave us an example of courage and perseverance in facing her own death," Potter said. "May she rest in peace."

On Charmed, Doherty played one of three sisters who were witches.

Rose McGowan, who replaced Doherty in the show, as half-sister Paige, wrote she "had the heart of a lion".

"My head bows to this warrior on her journey home," McGowan wrote. "Her intense will to live places in her in the hall of legends. Forever our sister."

Alyssa Milano, who played sister Phoebe, acknowledged the pair's "complicated relationship", with reports they had fallen out on set, leading to Doherty's departure.

"But at its core was someone I deeply respected and was in awe of," Milano added in a statement.

"She was a talented actress, beloved by many, and the world is less without her. My condolences to all who loved her."

'Shared battle'

Another Charmed co-star, Brian Krause, wrote: "You showed me what strength is. You taught me to be fearless and live with purpose, to know your value and stick to your determination. Forever loved. Truly heartbroken."

Others paying tribute included actress Olivia Munn, herself diagnosed with breast cancer earlier this year, who was "absolutely heartbroken".

"We bonded through a shared battle and a desire to help other women," she wrote. "Looking back on the last text she sent me, just a couple months ago, she asked how I was doing and if she could do anything for me.

"True to form, Shannen was offering her support even though she was in the final stage of fighting this horrific disease."

Doherty had faced the disease with "such dignity, strength and grace", Munn added.

Actress Kate Beckinsale said on Instagram: "Love you. Fly high lovely kind sweetheart woman. This hits hard. Your heart, courage and kindness will be so missed."

And Oscar winner Viola Davis wrote: "Your bravery and ability to share your cancer journey left something 'in' people. Rest well. God bless your loved ones."

[anewkindofme]

Hi :) For the head canons ask game, can you do 4 and 14 for sam Winchester, 17 for Stefan, and 6 for kol?

Sure! (Also “Wayward Son” came on while I was typing this out. Definite vibes.)

Sam:

is their regression more voluntary or involuntary? do they ever regress without realizing it?

Sam definitely falls into both. He can regress on his own and starts to when he gets more comfortable. But in the beginning, a lot of it is involuntary, sometimes due to trauma. Others because he’s ignoring it and his brain finally wins out. But in time, he’s better about recognizing when he needs to drop and not fighting it, so his brain doesn’t have to do it involuntarily.

what kind of snacks/drinks do they gravitate towards when regressed? do they use a sippy cup or bottle? how about those little divider plates/trays?

Sam definitely indulges himself more when he’s in a younger headspace. He craves all those sweets we see in the imaginary friend episode. As he’s more carefree, he’s not too obsessed with eating healthy. He likes nachos, marshmallows and M&Ms. That being said, he will also eat veggies. He just prefers the sugary stuff. He loves plates with cartoon characters or animals on then.

He uses a sippy cup most of the time with milk, water or juice. But when he’s very sleepy or cranky, Dean or Cas will feed him a bottle with warm milk.

Stefan:

do they prefer to play indoors or outdoors? do they get upset when it rains?

Stefan LOVES being outside. He wants to go to the park to explore the entire playground. The monkey bars and swings are his favorite. He also wants to go for nature walks in the woods. Even when he’s dropped, he needs to hunt, so he makes a game of it. He is so sad when it rains and Damon (or whoever his caregiver is) says he has to stay inside. He has his bunny raincoat and boots for when it’s not so bad out. He’ll constantly argue that he can’t get sick because he’s a vampire.

He loves the snow too. Building snowmen, forts, etc. Stefan drops most snow days because he can have the most fun. Sledding and making snow angels are also favorite activities. His entire face turns pink from the cold and he gets to wear his favorite Cinderella gear.

Finally, he absolutely loves the beach but doesn’t get to go very often as they live a few hours away from the nearest one. He does stay away from the ocean for awhile due to the safe incident but I think in time he’d be okay going back in, but only with his trusted caregiver.

Kol:

are they a stuffie or a blankie kid? both? neither?

Kol isn’t very big on toys when he drops, so he’s not overly invested in stuffed animals. He has a couple, but doesn’t play with them often. Kol is very much a blankie kiddo. It’s all about the sensory and being able to rub it against his face or put it in his mouth when he’s stressed. He loves when its put in the dryer so it’s nice and toasty.

But he also has a pillow he’s very attached to. The blanket used to be Klaus’ and the pillow was Elijah’s. He’ll carry both around so he can have pieces of his big brothers with him and feel safe, even when they may not be there.

Send me a character & a number!

[nade2308]

GIFS AND EDITS MASTERLIST POST 7

I realized that the ways I've been arranging the previous masterlists is not working properly so I shall be redoing some of that starting with this one. Hopefully this way it won't take that much space.

Previous masterlists: one || two || three || four || five || six || Whumptober 2023 masterlist || Febuwhump 2024 masterlist

Mission Impossible

Ethan and Luther first meeting: part 1 || part 2 || part 3 || part 4 || part 5

Ethan yeeting himself out of a plane

Ethan sliding from the bike in RN

Interview with the Vampire 1994

Lestat and rain

Blood Drive

Leave out all the rest gifset: part 1 || part 2

Top Gun/Top Gun Maverick

Sad Mav

(Not so) subtle Ice

Mav and Goose gifset: part 1 || part 2

Locker room bite

Reacher on Prime

Butts... 😈

Season 2 sneak peek gifs

The cabbie and the beast

The loneliest hour Reacher edit

Boy in 1x06

Haunted boy

Chain boi

Start of something good Jack and Russo edit: part 1 || part 2

First meeting

Sad imp boy

The car chase™️: part 1 || part 2 || part 3 || part 4

A staring boy

Reacher and Russo - I'm coming after you (Owl City)

Russo arresting Jack: part 1 || part 2

Interrogation Vol. 1: part 1 || part 2 || part 3

TMNT 2003

Sad Raph

Raph comforting Leo

Bois at the campfire: part 1 || part 2 || part 3

Boys fighting the thing (2x12): part 1 || part 2

Confuse the enemy

Threshold cover edit

Brother in arms cover edit

MacGyver 2016

You said you'd never leave gifset

The gift of Saint Nicholas cover edit

Jesse Stone Movies

We're better in the dark cover edit

Ordinary Angels

Trailer gifs

Bonus gif

Post

The Ministry of Ungentlemanly Warfare

The Ministry of Ungentlemanly Warfare trailer gifs

Rosewood

Smitten boys in 2x12

Ice cream imps

Ira and Ryan 2x03 edit ("Big City Nights")

A boy and his coffee

Cozy boy on his boat (2x02)

CSI Miami

Sad imp (start of 8x14)

Parallels

Tom and Val parallel (Endless love and Real Genius)

Phone cord parallels (Blood Drive and Reacher)

Leo and Raph catching each other (2x18 and 4x05)

Miscellaneous

Casually bi boys

Alan Ritchson birthday edit

December 16th 1991: part 1 || part 2

Alan Ritchson as Raphael in TMNT 2014

Domenick Lombardozzi birthday edit

Emmett edit

Eddie Cibrian birthday edit

[danmeiljie]

Advance Bravely Vampire AU Part 6!

Read part 5 here to catch up!

2,712 words, Teen rating

Yuan Zong slammed open the door to the apartment he shared with Yuan Ru in downtown Beijing.

"Yuan Ru!"

His voice sounded like a drill sergeant barking an order: stern and commanding, and not to be disobeyed.

He moved with quick purpose through the rooms until he found his younger sister in her room, dressed down to rest during the day, brushing her hair lazily. Dawn was nearly approaching and they both felt the beginnings of the heavy fatigue that would always creep up on them and persist during daylight hours.

"Hmm?" She sounded bored, and did not turn around, favoring instead to glance at him through the reflection in her vanity mirror.

Yuan Zong's expression was dangerous as he stood at her doorway, reluctant to fully enter her private room.

"What did you say to him? What did you do?!" Yuan Zong demanded.

"He wanted to know more about you, so I told him the truth, honest." she replied calmly, not wishing to pretend she didn't know he was asking about Xia Yao. When Yuan Zong didn't say anything but only glared at her, she put her hairbrush down and twisted in her chair.

"Xia Yao reached out to me, and wanted to meet. What's the harm in that? Why are you so controlling of him?"

Yuan Zong's jaw clenched, and his words came out biting, "You don't understand what you've done. I can clean up whatever mess you make from night to night but Xia Yao needs to be handled with care! He needs time to understand what we are and how he feels. Now he says he wants nothing to do with 'you people'. What did you tell him?"

Yuan Ru's eyes narrowed, "No, Gege, you are the one who does not understand what you've done." The way she called him big brother felt demeaning instead of respectful and Yuan Zong had to hold onto the doorframe to prevent himself from flying across the room. The wooden molding creaked a little underneath his strong grip.

Yuan Ru half-smiled at him, cocking her head to the side, "You really don't know, do you? Oh how deliciously tragic."

"Explain."

"I almost could not believe my luck, and your bad luck, when you asked me to meet with him. Yuan Zong, I know you've had your eye on him for a while, but trust me when I tell you to let him go. He is not for you."

Yuan Zong forced his mind to calm down and think for a moment.

"Then who is he for?" he asked slowly.

Yuan Ru looked almost apologetic, "Ge, you should think of it as a good thing. At least he will still be part of our little family."

"Who!"

"He will be given to me when the time is right." Yuan Ru turned back around and resumed brushing her long silky hair, "I am just waiting to hear from him."

Yuan Zong had purposefully avoided the political machinations of the world his sister brought him into, having little patience for the doublespeak and ruthless ways. His still heart leapt to life with fear and he even felt his blood stirring in his atrophied stomach.

"Please, Meimei, just speak clearly." Yuan Zong's voice was strained, and it surprised Yuan Ru. She had never seen her brother so pained before. Not even when their parents had died so long ago. He had always, always maintained composure.

"Oh my God, you really care for him." Yuan Ru turned back around, staring at her brother's pained expression. She finally let her face fall into a look that Yuan Zong knew from their old life together: pouty sad little sister.

"Xia Yao is going to be given to me to bring into the Big Family. My…" she actually took a breath before continuing. "My sire is an important leader. He is the Second Big Brother and has been watching Xia Yao closely for years. I honestly thought your interest in him would fade away, so I did not want to deny you your fun a little."

Everything in Yuan Zong's body and mind froze. Yuan Ru never speaks about her sire, or her turning. He was not going to interrupt while she was in the mood to share.

"Besides you are always so careful and never kill anyone so I didn't see the harm. I thought it would be good if you got to know your future brother-in-law!" Yuan Ru tried to smile. "Anyways, it's been decided and Mr. Xia will let me know when I can turn him. Probably soon."

Yuan Zong started,  "Mr. Xia?" His voice was cold.

"Yes," Yuan Ru's gaze turned distant and her tone reflective. "Xia Yao's father is my sire." She gave a little laugh.

"I doubt Yao'er even knows it."

…

Xia Yao sat in his car staring at the apartment building his father lived in Shanghai with tired eyes. He was exhausted, but not knowing where else to go, he decided staying with his Dad in a new city would give him enough time and distance from the Yuan siblings. After driving the rest of the night and all of the following day, he was almost seeing double. The sun was just starting to set when he parked his car.

Mr. Xia kept this apartment due to his frequent business trips, and it was easier to have his own place rather than go through the hassle of booking hotels every few months. His work often kept him away from his Beijing home where his wife and son lived full time.

Xia Yao got along well with his father, even if he did wish they could see each other a little more often. He wondered if Mr. Xia would be happy to see his son randomly turn up at his doorstep.

The doorman nodded politely and greeted him with crisp respect when Xia Yao showed him his official photo ID, and he let himself in, happy to find he remembered the correct electronic passcode for the front door to his father's highrise suite. The master bedroom door was locked, and Xia Yao wondered if his father slept during the day because he had more nighttime meetings with foreigners across the globe. He helped himself to a few meager snacks in the near-empty fridge and then collapsed onto the living room couch. Fatigue overwhelmed him, as the adrenaline rush from before had left him drained, and soon he was sleeping somewhat soundly.

"Son, Son, wake up!"

Xia Yao moaned and tried to push away the hand shaking his shoulder unsuccessfully. He opened his bleary eyes and squinted. Night had fallen and he wasn't sure how long he had been asleep. By the aching in his head, he suspected it was not enough.

"Yuan Zong…?" Xia Yao murmured, before rubbing his eyes and sitting up. Mr. Xia stiffened, and straightened quickly, staring sternly down at the young man on his couch.

"What?!" he asked sharply.

"Ba! Father!" Xia Yao woke up completely and shrunk instinctively into his shoulders beneath the glare of Mr. Xia, smiling sheepishly. "I was getting tired of Beijing and wanted to spend some time down here!"

"So you thought you'd leave your mother alone to play in Shanghai? I raised a more filial son than that." Mr. Xia's expression softened slightly as he took in the disheveled state of his son. "What happened to you? You look unnaturally pale."

Xia Yao blushed, almost as if to defy the accusation. "Well I left rather quickly. I am just tired from driving all day."

"Hmph. I see." Mr. Xia was not convinced, but he didn't press the matter. "Well order yourself something to eat, and don't go partying tonight. Give yourself time to rest a little."

Xia Yao nodded obediently. Mr. Xia bustled out of the room to finish collecting his things and he spoke from the entryway as he changed into his shoes.

"I have meetings all evening but I will be back later. Don't stay up too late."

"Ba, I know, I know." Xia Yao said with a wry smile that he hoped was disarming. Mr. Xia gave him a lingering look before exiting the apartment.

Xia Yao sagged with relief into the cushions and automatically checked his phone. He texted his mother to let her know where he was, and sent a few kissy-face emojis for good measure. Her reply was a bit scathing but mostly she was relieved he was alright. Then she followed up with a text asking him to buy her something nice if he went shopping. Xia Yao sighed and promised he would.

Yuan Zong had not texted or called, having honored Xia Yao's angry request. It made Xia Yao pout a little. Was he so easy to let go like that? He didn't want to admit it, but he missed Yuan Zong's calm yet intense attention. He had been a constant presence in Xia Yao's life for weeks and to have him suddenly absent was startling.

As Xia Yao let the warm water of the guest bathroom shower sluice down his toned back, he finally let his muscles relax. He hadn't been aware of how much tension he was holding until the heat began to melt them beneath his skin. He frowned as he turned his handsome face into the stream and closed his eyes. He thought of his father's comment about looking pale. Maybe he had been letting Yuan Zong drink too often or too much lately. He supposed he was lucky he didn't leave any marks on his flawless skin.

Xia Yao's body reacted subtly as a memory of Yuan Zong's lips at his throat played across his mind. His 'little devil' twitched and before he was fully aware, Xia Yao had taken himself in his hand, moving up and down gently. The water flowed over his slender fingers making the heat on his skin even more enticing. He didn't need to justify pleasuring himself necessarily, but he gave himself permission nonetheless, feeling as though he deserved some kind of release after the harrowing night he had so recently.

He forced himself to imagine a beautiful woman on her knees before him, looking up at him from beneath her eyelashes, her lips caressing his length. Yet somehow it almost halted the growing hardness in his hand. Xia Yao frowned again, throwing his head back and gasping, using both hands now to focus his well practiced movements that he knew would get him closer to finishing. His lips parted a little as he let his consciousness fall into himself, the steam from the hot water enveloping him.

The image of the woman shimmered and the feel of Yuan Zong's hands on his hips brushed her away. Xia Yao tried to mentally resist thoughts of Yuan Zong running his hands over his chest and his mouth crushing against his own, but the deep jolt of arousal from within his belly urged him to continue. Panting breathlessly, Xia Yao worked between his legs and he had to lean back against the shower wall when he vividly remembered Yuan Zong's teeth at his throat. He let out a tight moan as he got close to the edge, and Yuan Zong's deep voice calling his name in an echo through his mind pushed him over. Xia Yao cried out as he came, his orgasm feeling like a giant relief and a wash of delicious pleasure all throughout his flushed body.

As he let the water clean off the sweat and other fluid from his skin, he caught his breath and let his heartbeat come back to normal.

"Dammit!" he swore aloud. The shame that rose in his cheeks seemed to combat the heat of the shower. He was annoyed that it was Yuan Zong who got him so aroused. Maybe it was a side-effect of being fed upon and with time it would go away? Xia Yao wasn't sure if he wanted it to go away.

"Yuan Zong…" he whispered, resting his head against the shower wall, and he stayed like that until the water lost its warmth and the chilling stream stirred him out of the bathroom.

…

Mr. Xia gave a hard stare at the partition between him and his driver, ensuring its complete closure before dialing a number on his phone and bringing it to his ear. The streetlights of the main road passed over him in quick succession, illuminating his stern features and leaving them in shadow back and forth.

"A-Ru. What is going on up there?" he demanded after a moment.

Yuan Ru clutched her phone tightly from the comfort of her bedroom, nearly dropping the dress she held in her other hand. She had been picking out clothes inside her expansive walk-in closet when her phone had buzzed noisily on the ottoman in the middle of the opulent space.

"Xia Laoshi, I promise my brother and I have been keeping a close watch on Yao'er! He seemed reluctant at first, but is rather eager and accepting of our lifestyle. Whenever you tell me, I am ready to bring him into the family!" she said brightly.

"Obviously not close enough! Do not lie to me, girl. Can you explain then why he showed up here in my apartment tonight?" Mr. Xia caught Yuan Ru in her bluffing.

Swallowing, Yuan Ru set the dress down and ran her fingers nervously through her hair. "Oh, well he must have needed a little vacation! I know his mother has been suspicious of all the time he has been spending outside the home with us, so to alleviate her worries he–"

"Enough! Do not waste my time with your excuses. I had thought you were ready for a proper childe of your own, but I can see you need more training!"

Yuan Ru winced, and sat down heavily on the ottoman, crushing the dress. "Yuan Zong is my childe, Xia Laoshi, is he not?"

"He is not your childe if he is not part of the Big Family. While I was willing to overlook your indiscretion with turning your older brother, I will not have you mishandling my own son! And to think I had thought you a proper daughter-in-law!"

"Xia Laoshi!" Yuan Ru whined, "I will make the best daughter-in-law! I promise! Xia Yao is the perfect son and he will learn everything he needs from me. I am so grateful you picked me for him. So grateful." She tried to make sure her voice did not crack as she pleaded to her sire.

Mr. Xia brows furrowed deeply and he considered his childe's words, remembering how he had picked her from a young age to be a companion for his adopted son. Ridding the Yuan siblings of their parents had been easy enough, and it made manipulating their circumstances to ensure they gained the correct assets and education more controllable. He never revealed this to Yuan Ru beyond ensuring her with loving tones how she had been specially chosen. Her face had been thick enough to greedily believe his praises, but she was beautiful and alluring in her own way, and Mr. Xia indulged her mortal need to bring her brother into the night life as her companion.

Yuan Zong luckily proved to not be a liability and Mr. Xia has a suspicion it was through his efforts A-Ru stayed out of trouble in Beijing.

Yuan Ru tried not to fidget nervously as she waited for Mr. Xia to speak.

"I don't want his mother finding out about us. Since he is already down here with me, you can follow and turn him here. But do it in a hotel room under a false name. I will leave an envelope with the details at the main desk in my building."

"Thank you, Xia Laoshi, thank you!" Relief washed over Yuan Ru. "My Gege and I will be there tomorrow night!"

"No, Yuan Zong will stay in Beijing. This is a private family matter." Mr. Xia commanded, leaving no room for argument.

"I understand," Yuan Ru said, nodding at the phone. Mr. Xia ended the call without saying good bye and Yuan Ru smiled, jumping up and dancing about her closet.

"Tomorrow he's mine!" she exclaimed.