#jacks-muses

[inhumanhacker]

Hansel stumbles as he makes it threw the portal, which is closed up behind him. He was shocked to find the witch he followed in a net on the ground seemingly unconscious and a host of people with guns pointing at him. He dropped his own gun letting it hang from the strap on his body as he puts his hands up "Hey look I was just after her, I don't mean you any harm" he says keeping his hands up.

Skye was on point her gun trained on the portal as a man stumbled through. There were protocols for this kind of thing and so far these two hadn't followed any of them. "Who are you and what do you want with her?" Skye didn't lower her gun as she gutted her chin towards the woman. Two of the agents with her moved round ready to cuff the man or as the woman had found out quickly when she threatened them, be knocked unconscious and and caught in a net as well.

[vyrulent]

meme || @jacks-muses

"Well, don't dish out insults if you can't take them in return," Chloe cautioned him. Having grown up around cops, she'd known how to dish out some insults when she needed to -- be them in jest or in serious anger -- but it was a talent that she didn't like to drag out.

[cloudybrews]

Skallagrim sighed a little as he heard a knock on his door. His farm was in the middle of no where and he had sent the worker giving them a paid day off since there wasn't much to do. He sighs as he gets up and looks threw the window. Seeing the red spandex suit and swords on the guys back he frowns grabbing his own sword he cracked the door "What do you want?" he asks (for deadpool, feel free to include wolverine if you want)

" Awe come on Mister Grumpy gills, the sun is shinning, and I brought chirros" He's holding bag with unseen grinn.

He's not bothered at all. "I heard from the grapevine, that you my friend, are good at fighting, and sense mister Music Man is to busy on broadway" he focues to the right like he's looking at someone. Nobody is there. " I'm here to offer freindship and food, at at least that's what Russian metal guy said I should do" he rolls his eyes dramatic .

[protectxthem]

@jacks-muses asked: "Maybe we should just kiss to break the tension." (from Chip for Dean. Maybe in a situation where Dean has been hunting a werewolf and has Chip cornered as Chip explains he's just a harmless werechipmunk)

𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 | Accepting

Dean wrinkles his nose at Chip as he attempts to flirt with the hunter. "Do you always flirt with people trying to hunt you?" He asks, pushing off of the wall, gently, putting some distance between them. Dean lowers his gun a bit and takes a small step back to give the other some more room.

[deandrowningdemons]

{ Bwhahahahaha! OMG! @jacks-muses

Dean all but crashed the impala. hahahaha

Those questions were fantastic!

I'm dying! }

[blackkatdraws2]

[Toon x Mobster] drawn for fun, he doesn't know how to hold that thing wwwwww

[superhoeva]

if there’s one thing about jack abbot, it’s that he’s going to mock you during sex… though never done out of cruelty or with any malicious intent. if fact, the two of you don’t even think of it as such—mocking.

his words are more of a… provocative ribbing that he knows will flood your mind with a haze. a haze you’re comfortable with floating in, that fills you full, right into a world-bending breaking point.

you’re both on your sides, facing and pressing against each other. substituting oxygen with your panting huffs, jack inhales your moans with sloppy, spit-slick kisses. he feels you shiver in his arms when he slips himself back inside, resettling your leg over his hip to push as far into your pussy as you’ll let him.

jack smirks to himself, his palm moving to splay against the cheek of your ass and yank you closer. he grunts through a sudden exhale at the new angle, commencing a roll of his waist that causes a gasp to burn your lungs.

“fuck, jack,” your mewl, voice weak and wobbly. “ah—ah, ‘s so deep…”

“is it? s’it nice and deep, baby?” he mumbles at your lips, copying your desperate nod and small yeahs with an expression of pity you can tell is fake. “wonder ‘f i can get any deeper...”

you aren’t given a chance to wonder the same before jack is gripping your ass with a stronger squeeze. his tender thrusts adjust into a sharp, sturdy pounding that jerks his balls back and forth against your pussy.

leaking around his thickness, you hand reaches behind to clench the sheet beneath you. it’s the only thing you can manage, the rest of your mind a sweet mush.

“t-too much.” you can barley talk, air escaping your body faster than you can replace it. “it’s too much, feels too good.”

jack doesn’t let up, cock throbbing and pumping hard into your heat. his bottom lip pokes out, just barely, matching your blissed out expression.

“oh, ‘too much, it’s too much’,” he recites, drawing out the words in a teasing tone you wouldn’t tolerate from anyone else. “i don’t think so, baby. shit, you’re doing so good. takin’ my cock all nice and pretty.”

you crumble against jack but he holds you steady. lips smushed into his neck, you smear it messy with the spit drooling from slurred, open-mouthed mumbles. 

“you’re so big,” you stammer, vision going blurry at the wet squelch that sounds whenever he rears out of you, and subsequent groan that jumps from jack when he slicks back inside your creaming hole. 

“ooh, i‘m so big?” jack keeps his pace steady through the witty responses, and you can’t yourself from meeting his thrusts with your own grind. you don’t have to see him to feel the grin quirking the corners of his mouth. “hm? maybe i should pull out, give you a break—”

“no. no,” you whine over the rocking of the bed, clutching his as if he’s truly considering slipping his cock out and leaving you empty and cold. “no, don’t stop. gonna come again…”

the words flip a switch in jacks brain and he fucks you the hardest he has all night. foot planting into the bed, he sounds with deep coos at your uncontrollable cries he forces out of you.

it’s disgusting, the way you’ve coated his member in a velvety mixture of your juices. dripping down, it even collects against his sack, glossing him and making his eyes roll.

“gimme that cum, baby. just like last time, squirt it all out for me.”

you body goes numb yet feels like it’s imploding all at once. jack watches the way you shiver in his grasp, clenching around his swollen cock as you gush messily. he fucks you through it, the liquid spurting to wet his stomach and balls.

“that’s it,” he chokes out, inching dangerously close to his own finish. it only takes a few more pulses of your peak to finally clutch his own, plunging feverishly until he’s balls deep inside you. “f-fuck, yeah, right there.”

jack breaks. groaning into the side of your face and latching onto you while comes, the inescapable bliss makes his entire body twitch with harsh trembles.

“holy fuck, i’m still goin,” jack almost growls, air caught in his throat at the continuous ropes of cum he spills into you. the both of you are still heaving and coming as he leaks out of you. your lips puffy and swollen, and a sticky mess. it goes on for so long that jack ends up laughing through his moans, stomach sore from all the clenching.

it takes a few more minutes for your bodies to finally melt into tangled piles of limbs, the warm residue of your climax swimming nicely in your belly.

“you still with me, gorgeous?”

the only response you can muster is a sleepy mm-mm, and he gives you an equally-exhausted laugh. you only find the strength to peel open your eyes when a soft hand cradles your chin to tilt your head.

eyelids fluttering, you stare at him in a lost, fuzzy daze. thumb stroking your cheek, jack blinks sleepily at you before planting a soft kiss on the corner of your lips.

“i’m right here,” he promises, words certain but still far away when they reach your ears. “right here, baby. need you to come back for me, okay?”

a whine seeps from your lips. it’s not a defiance but you’re not obliging him either. you’re just… still in orbit, where you are the sun and jack’s the earth just before a dawn; as usual, he’ll push past the incoming fatigue, and wait for the otherworldly, ingrained tug that will eventually pull you back to him.

“right here…”

© 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐯𝐚

[home-of-renn]

AU where Danny never tells Sam and Tucker about the portal accident but they eventually put together the pieces after Danny starts acting hella weird. Especially around his parents.

They eventually figure it out but can't seem to decide whether their friend is actually dead or if there's something else going on. They inadvertently become ghost experts while playing detective, while also simultaneously trying their best to help Danny from the shadows without him finding out that they found out.

Bonus points if they have to fend off Jazz with a stick cause she knows something's up and she knows that Sam and Tucker know but Sam and Tucker keep covering their tracks and doing their best to throw her off the scent.

Bonus, bonus points if Jazz knows that there's something very messed up going on and desperately wants to know what happened to her brother but Sam and Tucker think she's on her parent's side and are convinced that she'll just report back to them if she ever finds out.

Bonus, bonus, bonus points! if Jazz just has this deep, gut-wrenching feeling that she can't tell her parents about her suspicions and that there's something increasingly disturbing about both her parents and Danny's behaviour as well as how the three of them interact after the portal got turned on. She does her best to keep her parent's attention off of Danny, which kinda helps but also inadvertently gets in the way of Sam and Tucker's helping.

Bonus, bonus, bonus, bonus points!!!!! if Maddie and Jack have acquired some very mild ecto contamination from being in such close proximity with the portal on a daily basis and their continued exposure is making them slowly exhibit Obsession-like behaviours about their work and research, which consequentially results in their attitudes/behaviours becoming increasingly more disturbing and concerning from an outside perspective.

[fukutomichi]

The Rings of Power | Season 2 | Aug 29 - Oct 3, 2024 "You truly are the Great Deceiver. You can deceive even yourself." - Celebrimbor

[inhumanhacker]

Gabriel was starting to question his choice to play Loki in this new Universe. Of course the chains they had on him couldn't actually hold the trickster but he was playing along for the time being since he didn't want to reveal who he really was. He had even changed his face to match the Loki of this universe having seen him on TV, but he hadn't quite understood the differences in attitude and ability between the two universe and as a consequence a few of the people who captured him were already suspecting he wasn't the real Loki... or at least 'their' Loki

"So where are we going?" He asks

Skye was more than a little unsure of Loki. From all the things she had been told about him from his attitude and disregard of humans, even if she wasn't exactly human herself, he so far hadn't matched up. Or he was playing coy waiting for his moment. She wasn't sure yet.

"The fridge. We're putting you in holding until your Brother comes to get you." She had to admit she was excited to see Thor and being made one of Loki's guards was one way to meet him.

[deandrowningdemons]

Sam and Dean exchanged looks when she asked what a normal childhood was like. They both kind of gave a half hearted shrug.

" uh, i guess we" Dean motioned to Sam and himself " wouldn't really know. " He informed her.

"We didn't exactly have what you would call a normal childhood. Our dad was constantly moving us around the country. From one motel to the next. We were never in a school for more than a couple of months. I guess my point is we aren't the right people to ask."

Sam gave a half heart scoff. "Yeah. uh..." Sam pushed his lips together before adding " When i think of what a normal childhood would be i guess i think of a stable home, regular school, friends. " Sam trailed off.

Dean look up at Sam an almost sad expression across his face before glancing at Emma. " We can do our best to get you as normal of a life as possible, " Dean paused, " but it's not going to be a normal childhood with us. You can have friends but it's not like they can come around and hang out in the bunker. We can get you enrolled in school but we'll have to set up a proxy address. The bunker's not something we can have people knowing about. "

Dean returned his gaze to the road before say, "I'm sorry, Emma. All i can promise is we'll do our best. This is all new territory for all of us."

@jacks-muses

Continued from Here @deandrowningdemons

Emma waited outside as Dean and Sam went into the house. A gun shot rang out and she couldn't help the sinking feeling in her gut.

It wasn't long before the rest of the house was up and attacking Sam and Dean all except one, her mother who made her way outside rage on her face.

"you! I knew you were a worthless traitor, we should have destroyed you" she says pulling out a knife and leaping at Emma. Emma pulled out her own knife to defend herself. Emma begged and pleaded not wanting to fight her own mother but her mother wouldn't listen and Sam and Dean came out of the house just in time to see a tearful and banged up Emma thrust the knife into her moms heart killing her. She got up slowly looking at Sam and Dean who were standing in front of a house full of her dead sisters and Aunts and she dropped the knife running off into the woods. She stopped when she reached the flowing creek and curled up on a rock near the waters edge sobbing

[vyrulent]

continued || @jacks-muses

It really was no one's business what she and Lucifer were or what they weren't. Though, in truth, Chloe wasn't exactly sure what they were. So the question was left unanswered.

"Well, with Maze being gone, he's going to be alone. I was going to invite him over for dinner," Chloe admitted. "He's my partner -- you wouldn't enjoy your Christmas knowing that your partner was alone on Christmas Eve, would you?"

[marstonsboy]

i can’t think about jack marston without nearly crying over just how sorry i feel for him. like, i’m sorry you were only four years old when the admittedly unstable support system you had fell apart. i’m sorry you didn’t have a real, permanent home until you were twelve, and i’m sorry you only got four years before that too was ripped away from you. i’m sorry you felt that you had to prove yourself otherwise your father would leave again like he’s done multiple times before. i’m sorry you felt so inferior you were unable to believe that your parents loved you so much and would have done anything for you. i’m sorry you had to pick up a gun and shoot at people at sixteen and kill a man for the first time at nineteen. i’m sorry you watched uncle die then watched your mother lose herself to grief over your father’s corpse, riddled with bullets in front of your home. i’m sorry you had to bury your mother only three years later. i’m sorry you lost your family and yourself and willingly threw your life away so young in the name of revenge no one wanted you to seek. i’m sorry you ended up all alone and grew up to be exactly the man your family did everything to save you from becoming. i’m so sorry jack marston.

[protectxthem]

@jacks-muses asked: Send “ ⛓ ” for an arranged marriage starter (your Dean Winchester and my Samandriel/Alfie)

Send “ ⛓ ” for an arranged marriage starter | Accepting

"Great. Great." Dean spoke, pacing back and forth as he waited for his arranged marriage partner to enter the room he was currently in. He turns toward the door as he hears the doorknob turn and the door squeak as it opens.

"It's.. It's you?" He asks as his brows push together in slight confusion. He takes a small step back, tensing up a bit. "Who's bright idea was this?"

[gofuschia]

based on this gunnar hansen pic:

[bertoltblecht]

I think 100% of the dynamic with Walsh and Abbot is that they’re both vets but they’re different branches. He’s like an army medic and she’s like a navy surgeon.

They have built-in respect but also pre-existing beef and completely different approaches to medicine.