#just a little 'haha sorry i should have told you bye'

[lyxchen]

Aaaaand once again. Sapphic people get nothing. Thanks XO Kitty. I really Was hoping that this show would be different but I guesss not

[sinnersweets]

DogDay x Reader part 12

<-----part 11, part 13----->

A/N: Woo new part!!

The last three months have been busy for me. First with Christmas and New Years, then applying to Playtime to adopt, which got approved thankfully. So then I needed to attend an agency sponsored orientation session and once that finished, I needed to get ready for the home interview.  

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It was the weekend and DogDay said I could take a few days off to get everything ready for the social worker. I had moved out of my apartment and bought a house. New year new home you know? I asked Sarah if she could help me unpack and she said yes. I was currently unboxing some stuff when my phone started ringing. 

“Unknown number?” Is what I saw on my phone. I answered the phone and said, “Hello?” “Hi Angel!” DogDay?! Where the hell did he get a phone from? “DogDay?” “The one and only Angel.” I smiled and said, “This is a surprise, when did you get a phone?” DogDay laughed on the phone. “Oh no I don’t have one, but you just got one in your office!” “Oh? I didn’t know I was getting a phone.” I went over to the living room and sat down on the one chair I brought with me.  

“Mhm which now means we can talk when you’re not here Angel! Isn’t that great?” “It is!” “So what is my lovely Angel up to now?” I playfully rolled my eyes and said, “I’m just unpacking some stuff that I brought over. I’m waiting for the moving company to bring over the rest of the stuff and the new stuff that I bought. Sarah is gonna come over and help later.” “I still can’t believe you’re gonna adopt Damian Angel.” “Haha what do you mean? You’re the one who told me to remember?” It sounded like DogDay was moving around my office. “I remember Angel. Hey! You didn’t tell me you had my letter laminated.”  

I thought for a moment before remembering what letter it was.  “Oh yeah, haha. I really loved it.” I looked over to my wall and the only picture I had hanging now was the one DogDay gave me for Valentine's Day. The original one was also laminated but it was here with me. The one in my office was a copy I made. “You should sing me my letter some time.” “Oh yeah? Well Angel, my voice isn’t as good as yours, but I’ll do my best. I’ll sing it to you when you come back.”  

The sound of the doorbell spooked me a little. I got up from the chair and looked the peep whole and saw that it was the movers. “I’ll hold you too that love. Hey the movers are here so I’ll call you back later.” “Poo. Alright Angel, I love you~” “I love you too~ mwah! Bye bye.” “Bye bye.” I unlocked the door and put my phone in my pocket. “Hi, sorry I was on the phone.” “Not a problem at all ma’am. If you can tell me which rooms are which so that we can put the boxes in the right room for you.” I nodded and stepped out of the way to let- I looked at his nametag quickly before he walked past me- Adam. That was his name. I moved so that Adam could come in.  

He looked around and I led him to the first room but my picture on the wall caught his attention. “Oh hey, what was his name again? Day-Day? No um DoggyDay? Oh! DogDay! My kids love him. He your husband?” I think my neck popped with how fast I turned to look at him. “Huh?! N-no he’s just my boyfriend.” Adam nodded and said, “Oh, apologize. I thought he was since people these days can now marry almost anything now.” I had forgotten about that law. It just started this year that anyone can marry anything, be it robots, or other characters from different stuff. I don’t think me and DogDay could get married though. He’s owned by Playtime. Just then an idea popped in my head.  

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Once I showed Adam around, he and his team brought in everything and placed them in the rooms that they were meant to go in. Not long after Sarah came by and helped unboxing some stuff. After a few hours we decided to go have lunch. It was a nice day outside, so we had lunch outside the restaurant.  

“Thank you again for helping me Sarah.” I said before sipping on my tea. “No prob. Not like I had anything else to do.” I couldn’t tell if she was serious or not. “You seem a little down, what’s wrong?” Sarah just chewed on her salad for a good two minutes before swallowing and said, “It’s my kid. She like has asthma and her inhaler ran out yesterday but like I can’t get her a new one because my stupid insurance doesn’t want to like cover for it and just for one inhaler is like $600!”  

I was shocked. I had no idea that Sarah had a kid. “How old is she if you don’t mind me asking.” Another long pause from Sarah. She put her head down while saying, “She’s four years old, almost five.” Damn. I felt bad for Sarah. I was going to say something to her, but she spoke out first. “And don’t like ask me if my parents will like help me because they won’t. They cut ties with me once they like found out that their little fifteen-year-old was pregnant.” I saw tears stroll down her cheek. I handed her a napkin and she took it and wiped her eyes.   

We didn’t say anything else after. Once we finished, I told her I needed to run into the gas station quickly to get something and she said she’d wait outside for me. In a few minutes I came back out and handed her an envelope. “Here.” Sarah stared at it before taking it and opening it up. Her eyes widened and before she said anything I put a hand up and said, “Take it. There’s a little extra in there in case you need anything else.” She had tears in her eyes and without a warning she hugged me. “Thank you, Y/N. You really are an angel.”  

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It was now naptime at Playcare which meant there would be no interruptions between me and DogDay. We were both laying down on his bed. My back was to his chest and his arms were wrapped around my waist. “Ready for your song Angel?” “Mhm.” DogDay pulled me in closer to his chest. “It’s just like heaven; being here with you. You’re like an Angel; too good to be true. But after all, I love you, I do. Angel baby. My Angel baby~ When you are near me; my heart skips a beat. I can hardly stand on my own two feet. Because I love you, I love you, I do. Angel baby. My Angel baby~ Wooo who, I love you. Whoo, I do. No one could love you. Like, I do.”  

As he sang out the rest of the letter, I closed my eyes and pictured what life would look like if DogDay and I were together outside of here. I then felt DogDay take off my headband and place a kiss on top of my head. “Did you enjoy my singing Angel?” I wiggled around and turned towards DogDay. “I loved it. You have quite the singing voice.” I leaned in and kissed him, and he returned the kiss back, pulling me closer to him.  

My phone started ringing killing the moment. I pulled away and looked at my phone and immediately groaned. “Let me guess, it’s your mom, right?” “Yep.” DogDay sighed and said, “She always ruins everything.” I laughed at how he said that. I answered the phone. “Hey m-” “Young lady how dare you not tell me that I’d get a call from a social worker asking me questions about you!” DogDay held back a laugh as I made a face. “Mom, I told you that- ah!” I was caught off guard as DogDay moved me onto his torso. My face felt a little flushed as I was now on top of him sitting up. DogDay had this look in his eyes, like he was about to do something. “Hello? Y/N?” “Sorry mom I uh, tripped.” My mom sighed and said, “This is why you’re always hurting yourself, you’re so clumsy. How are you going to raise a child?” Rude. “Listen mom if they didn’t think I could raise Damian then they wouldn’t have made me go through everything that I’ve done already. I have to home inspection coming up and-”  

I stopped talking as DogDay grabbed onto my waist and with his fingers he raised up my shirt a little bit. My heart started beating faster, and I knew by now I was blushing. DogDay had a grin on his face. “As I was saying mom, I um have the home um thing soon and I know that umm..wait nonono hahaha!” DogDay started tickling me. “Hahaha wait no waiit hahahah” “Y/N? What on earth is wrong with you?” “Hahaha stop please! Mom I- haha have to call you b-back haha!” As I hanged up the phone DogDay said, “You’re not escaping me Angel~”  

Five minutes he tickled me. Only five minutes and it felt like an eternity. DogDay moved his paws away and leaned up against the wall. I laid against his chest, trying to catch my breath from all the laughing I did. “My my Angel. I’d thought I’d have you breathing like that from another activity~.” He winked at me and I almost choked on my spit. “Wha huh??!!” “Just kidding.” 

A/N: Be honest, you thought something else was going to happen >:p

[doctorbitchcrxft]

The Kids Are All Right | Supernatural Series Rewrite | Dean Winchester x Fem!Reader

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Fem!Reader

Warnings: recovering from an assault (heed this warning pls my loves), canon gore, canon violence, angst

Word Count: 4773

A/N: Heyyyy.... accidentally posted two at the same time haha. No episode this Saturday as a result; I'm sorry, y'all!! But a little extra treat today!!

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You and Sam spoke almost twice daily after your heart-to-heart leaving Lincoln. You were incredibly grateful to still have his friendship; even if your phone calls had to be carefully maneuvered around times when Dean was in the room. 

You were unsure how to feel about the fact that Sam was still trying to find ways to break Dean’s deal knowing he’d die if that happened but would also support your friend in whatever his decision was. You refused to have any involvement in picking between the lives of the two brothers, though, even if you were falling deeper and deeper in love with him with each passing day. 

Just the thought of seeing him again was enough to have butterflies swirling in your stomach. You were terrified of what he’d say to you, yes, but you missed him so dearly. As chaotic as he could be at times, he truly was your rock. And with each day that passed, the sore pang in your heart at the thought of him seemed to intensify.

Not to mention, your struggle with your assault was draining you. Your heart hurt every time you walked past a mirror, and every once in a while, you’d see yourself in that guard uniform.

“Where are you guys?” you asked Sam through the phone as you walked around your motel room pulling clothes on.

“Cicero, Indiana,” Sam replied.

Your heart and stomach dropped. “What?”

“No way you’re here, too,” Sam began to laugh.

“This isn’t fucking funny, Sam! I purposefully picked a case that seemed like it wouldn’t pan out to stay away from him!” you replied frantically. “I mean, ‘guy falls on his own power saw’ doesn’t exactly scream unsolved mysteries!”

Sam was still laughing, but cleared his throat before talking again. “Yeah, but Dean’s cruisin’ for a hookup, too. That’s his main motivation, I think.”

You scoffed and ignored the burning feeling in your chest. “Of course, he is. Who is it this time?”

“Lisa Braeden. His… five day road trip from about eight years ago,” Sam explained. 

“Oh,” you breathed out. “Gumby girl.”

“So you know of her,” Sam said.

“Oh, yeah! After one of the first times we had sex, he told me I gave Gumby Girl a run for her money. ‘Best sex of my life before you’ is a direct quote,” you told him.

“Okay, ew,” Sam grimaced. “I don’t need to hear about your sex life—”

“It was topically relevant, Sam!”

“—and this is apparently one of his ‘dying wishes’.” 

“Way to let me down easy, jackass,” you sassed at the brunet’s clear inability to read the room in this situation. 

“Sorry,” he said sheepishly.

“It’s fine. I’ll leave. Let Dean have his fun,” you continued.

“No, don’t!” Sam begged. “At least stay till tomorrow so we can meet for coffee. I’m sure Dean ‘ll still be out with Gumby.”

“We should probably call that poor woman by her actual name,” you giggled. “But sure. I’ll stay till then.”

“Great!” You could practically hear Sam grinning on the other end of the phone. “I’ll call you when I get up tomorrow.”

“Okay,” you smiled. “Bye, Sammy.”

***

Someone pounding on your door at around one in the morning woke you up with a start. Swiftly, you put the barrel of your gun to the door and listened because there was no peephole for you to look through. You opened the door a crack when you heard nothing for a moment to reveal Dean staring at the ground before looking up at you.

Shocked, you slammed the door in his face and threw your gun at your bed. Unfortunately, you’d forgotten to lock the door behind you, and Dean waltzed into your bedroom.

“(Y/N), you can’t leave,” the man told you.

“What the fuck are you doing here, Dean? How did you even find me?!” you cried. “What, you think after three weeks of not talking I’m just gonna let you— Especially after you just fucked Gumby Girl—!” You began pacing around the room.

“I didn’t fuck Gumby Girl, (Y/N),” he said softly, still standing close to the door.

You scoffed and crossed your arms, suddenly very aware of the underwear and oversized band t-shirt you wore to bed that night. “Yeah, right.”

“I’m serious,” he replied, still staring at the ground. His hands stayed in his leather jacket pockets. “Couldn’t bring myself to even try.”

You threw your arms out in frustration. “What, am I supposed to forgive you for not fucking one out of the many Sam’s been telling me about you being with since I left?!”

Dean seemed stunned.

“Yeah! So, I’m sorry, but you’re not just gonna waltz in here and act like everything’s fine and dandy,” you chortled coldly.

“Are you gonna give me a chance to explain myself?” he questioned angrily.

“Why should I?” you scoffed.

“Because you love me! I thought that was the whole point!” he argued.

You stared him down, eyebrows drawn together. “Well, you obviously don’t love or respect me enough not to go fuck random girls literal days after I leave.”

“I do!” he shot back. “Would you just fucking listen? I was drinking alone when Sam thought I was with those other chicks.”

You said nothing, still glaring at him.

“I didn’t fuck any of them, (Y/N), ‘cause I couldn’t stop thinking about you!”

Tension hung thick in the air between the two of you, and you looked up at him with dewey eyes. When you couldn’t stand to hold his gaze anymore, you turned away. “Why didn’t you call? Why didn’t you… say it back? Say anything back?” Your voice broke while you talked. 

“I should’ve,” Dean replied quietly. “I- I’m sorry I didn’t.”

A tear slipped down your cheek. “I’m sorry, too. I shouldn’t have left you guys with those demons.”

You felt Dean’s fingers gently graze your arm, and he waited for you to flinch away for a moment. When you didn’t, he reached out and gingerly turned you to face him and held you to his chest. 

You melted into him almost immediately and let all of the emotion you’d been holding back for the past three weeks out. He rested his head on top of yours and just held you there for a minute. 

“I can’t watch you die, Dean,” you told him, still hugging him tightly. “I can’t do it.”

“I’m not asking you to,” he said. “Can you just… stick around till my time is up?” He gently pushed you away from him slightly to turn your eyes up to meet his gaze. “Please? It’s my dying wish.”

You giggled through your tears but nodded. You immediately dove back into his chest. “I don’t want you to leave,” you whispered. 

“I don’t wanna leave you,” he said, voice beginning to shake. “But I couldn’t let ‘im die, (Y/N). I couldn’t do it.” “I know,” you nodded. 

The two of you stood there holding each other once more until Dean spoke up again. “And, uh… ditto, by the way.”

“What?” you snorted, pulling away from him. 

“What you said… at Bobby’s,” he explained, avoiding your eyes.

“You love me?” you asked, smiling lopsidedly.

Dean just nodded. 

“And you told me just by saying ‘ditto’?” You burst out into laughter at Dean’s attempt at vulnerability. 

Dean went red in the face and turned away. 

“No, no!” you said, immediately quieting down. “It’s just— that was so cute. You’re adorable when you can’t emote properly.”

“Shut up,” he grumbled, tilting your chin up to kiss you passionately and effectively silence your laughter. You closed your eyes and wrapped your arms around his neck immediately; almost like a reflex. 

When you pulled away, you leaned your forehead against Dean’s. 

“You know I’m not letting you leave again,” he said.

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” you smiled. 

***

You sat on the bed facing a shirtless Dean who was reclining against the headboard on a pillow while he told you his story from yesterday. He lazily drew circles on your outermost hip with his thumb as he talked. 

“So, I went to her house, right? ‘Cause… y’know. Gumby Girl,” he began sheepishly. “And, uh, turns out, she’s got a son.”

“Jesus, really?” you replied. “I forget most people have kids at our age.”

“See, this is where it gets interesting,” Dean continued. “So I go out to the backyard, and I see this kid, and (Y/N), I’m telling you, he looked just like me. Acted just like me, too. It felt like fuckin’ Freaky Friday.”

“Dean, don’t tell me—”

“Yeah, that’s what I thought, too,” he cut you off. “But no. Lisa said he’s not mine.”

“How do you know she’s not lying?” you asked. You finally processed the story Dean was telling you, and realization washed over you in tidal waves. “You could have a child. You might be his father. What the fuck.”

“Yeah, I know, I know,” he said. “It’s freakin’ me out, man. But that’s not all.”

“Dean, if this involves a paternity test that names you as a match, I’m gonna start freakin’ out,” you said.

“No, no, it doesn’t. At least, not yet,” he chuckled. 

You glared at him.

He laughed. “Anyway, I think there really is a case here. One of those kids at the party was weird.”

“Yeah, Dean, kids are weird. Any other earth-shattering news I should be aware of?” you snorted.

Dean deadpanned at you. “You know what I mean. She wasn’t standin’ all the way upright—”

“Maybe she just has scoliosis—” you cut in.

Dean kept talking over you. “—And she kept glaring at everybody—”

“—I glare at everybody—” you continued.

“—And it’s the kid whose dad fell on the power saw.”

You considered for a moment. “Okay, maybe there is something happening. But it could also just be how her grief is manifesting.”

“Yeah, but (Y/N), all kinds of freaky accidents have been happening all over the neighborhood,” Dean explained further. “People fallin’ off ladders, drowning in hot tubs—”

“Okay, maybe you’re right,” you sighed.

“What’s your hold-up with all this?” he asked.

“Whaddya think, Dean,” you deadpanned.

“What, Lisa?” He seemed genuinely shocked. 

“I just think we should leave this town in our rearview mirror. Y’know, between Gumby Girl and her kid that’s potentially yours— oh, god,” you muttered when you fully realized Dean might have a son.

“(Y/N), he’s probably not mine. I mean, she said he wasn’t,” Dean reminded you.

“Somehow, that’s not making me feel better,” you grumbled. 

Dean pulled you down toward him and gently kissed your lips.

“Dean—” you tried, but he cut you off with another kiss. “Dean—” and he kissed you again, “—you can’t just—” another kiss, “distract me with this stuff—” another kiss, “—when we’re in the middle of a serious discussion.”

Dean kissed you once more and pulled you to straddle his hips. “It’s working, isn’t it?”

“Unfortunately,” you smiled against his lips.

When Dean tried to grind up into you, though, you suddenly jerked back from him. 

He looked up at you in concern. “Are you okay?”

You shook your head, tears swimming in your eyes. “I— I’m sorry, I don’t know what’s—”

“It’s okay,” Dean assured you. “We don’t have to do anything. It’s alright.”

You laid down on Dean’s chest, closing your eyes and trying to steady your breathing. Dean kissed the top of your head and wrapped his arms around you to comfort you. Oh, how grateful you were to know him.

***

Later that day, you and Dean walked back to the Impala after investigating a few of the houses where accidents had happened recently. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary; no cold spots, no EMF, nothing resembling a creature’s lair. It was all very “Stepford” in Dean’s opinion.

When you’d almost reached the car, Dean abruptly grabbed your arm. You gasped slightly and turned to face the direction he was. 

“That’s him,” Dean whispered. “That’s the kid.”

You looked ahead at a little boy with spiky brown hair wearing a canvas jacket sitting sadly on a park bench. 

Dean slid his hand down your arm to your hand and pulled you along with him. “Hey, Ben,” he told the kid.

The boy looked up at Dean. “Hey. You were at my party.” Ben seemed to notice you for the first time. “ ‘Sup?” the little guy nodded at you, attempting to smirk through his apparent sadness. 

‘Jesus, this really might be Dean’s kid,’ you thought. 

“I'm Dean, this is (Y/N),” he said, sitting down next to Ben on the bench. You stood next to Dean cautiously. “Everything okay? Something wrong?” Dean asked Ben, who didn’t respond. 

You noticed the empty gaming console case Ben was holding and looked out to the field to see a group of four boys playing with something that looked just about the size to fit the case.

“Is that your game they're playing with?” the older Winchester asked Ben.

The little boy  wouldn’t look at you or Dean. “Ryan Humphrey borrowed it, and now, he won't give it back.”

Dean was immediately ready to beat up eight-year-olds. “Well, you want me to go—”

“No!” Ben exclaimed, grabbing Dean’s arm. “Don't go over there! Only bitches send a grown-up.”

Dean grinned. “You’re not wrong.”

This whole interaction was completely flooring you; rendering you unable to add anything to the conversation.

“And I am not a bitch,” Ben finished.

Dean pointed to a boy wearing long cargo shorts holding the gaming console. “Is that Humphrey? The one that needs to lay off the burgers?”

The little boy smiled and nodded.

Dean hummed. 

“Dean, what are you—”

He ignored you and turned to Ben to talk to him in a hushed voice. You couldn’t quite hear what Dean was telling him to do, and you were puzzled when Ben got up from the bench and started walking over to the group of boys.

“They’re gonna eat that poor kid alive, dude, what were you thinking?” you chastised him, shoving his shoulder lightly. 

“Just watch,” Dean urged.

Ben turned back around to the two of you, and Dean offered him a thumbs-up and a grin. 

A moment later, Ben turned away from the bullies before whipping back around and kicking the boy holding his game straight between his legs twice.

“Dean, what the fuck,” you sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose. 

Ben walked back to you and Dean, triumphantly smiling and holding his game. “Thanks! Dude, that was awesome!”

Suddenly, a gorgeous woman stormed up to you, Dean, and Ben. “Benjamin Isaac Braeden! What has gotten into you?!”

“Gumby Girl,” you realized. 

Dean smacked your thigh lightly to get you to be quiet.

“He stole my game!” Ben tried to explain.

“So you kick him? Since when is—” she looked down at Dean and scoffed. “Did you tell my son to beat up that kid?”

“What?” Dean was still smiling. “Somebody had to teach him how to kick the bully in the nads.”

“Who asked you to teach him anything?” Lisa argued.

“You’re right, he’s sorry,” you said, trying to pull Dean away.

“What are you even still doing here? We had one weekend together a million years ago. You don't know me. And you have no business with my son,” Lisa raged, grabbing Ben’s hand to walk off with him. “Just leave us alone.”

“He will!” you asserted, to both Lisa and Dean. 

Ben broke out of his mother’s grip and ran back to Dean, wrapping his arms around his legs in a tight hug. 

“Thanks,” Ben smiled up at Dean.

Your heart melted and broke at the sight. 

As Ben returned to his mother, you saw three children a few yards beyond them standing in a straight line and turning their heads in tandem. Dean seemed to have noticed, too, and the two of you decided to get out of there as quickly as possible.

When you got into the Impala, you couldn’t say a word. 

Dean looked over at you. “What?”

“What do you mean, ‘what’?” you replied.

“You look like you’re suckin’ on a lemon. C’mon, talk to me,” he urged.

“He really does seem like your kid,” was all you could manage to say.

Dean sighed. “Yeah, I know.”

“And, uh, if that does end up being the case—”

“Whoa, what?” Dean cut you off. “Since when am I following up with that?”

You sighed. “I don’t know, Dean, if you are his father, the kid deserves to have you in his life.”

“Sweetheart, the best thing I can do for that kid is get the hell away from him,” Dean replied. “He doesn’t need to be anywhere near me or this life.”

“Why?” you said. “ ‘Cause you think you’d be bad at it? You were great with him today.— y'know, aside from encouraging assault.”

“Yeah, (Y/N), for two seconds,” he said. “Why are you pushing this anyway?”

You paused. “I don’t know, I thought it might just be good for you. Give you an opportunity to live out your last year in peace. Happy.”

Dean’s posture softened, and he said nothing for a moment. “Thanks, but no. I’d take you and huntin’ evil sons of bitches over Middle America any day.” He reached out to you and pulled you to him, placing a kiss to the side of your head. 

***

When you arrived at the boys’ motel room, Sam was at his laptop researching. 

“Somethin’s wrong with the kids in this town,” you told him as you took your jacket off.

Sam replied without looking away from his computer, “Yeah. Tell me about it. So, what do you know about changelings?”

“Evil monster babies?” Dean questioned.

“No, not babies,” you chimed in.

“They're kids,” Dean realized. “Creepy, ‘stare at you like you're lunch’ kids?”

Sam nodded. “There's one at every victim's house.”

“Oh, that’s just perfect,” you mumbled.

“What?” Sam questioned. 

“We got a pile of missing kids being kept in a hole somewhere and a fuckton of changelings we gotta torch. Dean, where’s your kerosene?”

“Already on it,” he said, leaving the room.

“So, I’m guessing you talked things out,” Sam said once the door closed behind Dean.

“Oh, shut up,” you grumbled playfully. 

“So… you’re not leaving?” Sam questioned.

“No. Not yet, anyway,” you said, tone becoming more serious. “I’ll be there to tell him ‘bye,’ but I won’t watch him get dragged to hell. I can’t do that, Sam.”

The younger Winchester paused. “I get it. Hopefully, we won’t have to.”

Dean came back into the room not a moment later holding his torch and grinning.

“You and your gadgets,” you laughed warmly. 

“So, changelings can perfectly mimic children,” Sam began. “According to lore, they climb in the window, snatch the kid. Y'know, there were marks on the windowsill at one of the kid's houses. Looked to me like blood.”

“The changeling grabs a kid, assumes its form, joins the happy fam just for kicks?” Dean questioned.

“I wish that were the case,” you said. “Changelings feed on the mom’s synovial fluid. Sam, did you notice any strange bruising on their backs? It’d be just below the base of their neck?”

“Yeah, how’d you know that?” Sam asked you. 

“It’s the typical spot they feed from,” you replied. “On the end of their creepy, face-hugger-from-Alien tongues, they have these little spines that extend through the body to reach all those spaces between the joints. Pretty gnarly injuries.”

“Right,” Sam nodded. “Changelings can drain them for a few weeks before mom finally croaks.”

“And then, there's dad and the babysitter,” Dean added, referencing two of the victims.

“Yeah. Seems like anyone who gets between the changeling and its food source ends up dead,” Sam finished.

“And fire’s the only way to kill ‘em,” you said, nodding at Dean’s torch. “See why I was worried about all this?”

“Yeah,” Dean huffed. “Great.”

“According to lore, they stash the kids underground somewhere,” Sam continued, “I don't know why, but if it's true, the real kids might be out there.”

“We better start looking,” Dean asserted, seeming to have something on his mind.

“What?” you asked.

He hesitated before answering you with a question. “Any kid in the neighborhood is vulnerable?”

You nodded.

“We gotta make a stop. I wanna check on someone,” Dean told you, and you knew he meant Ben.

Dean held your gaze as Sam began to protest. “Well Dean, if the real kids are still alive, we don't have time. We—”

“We have to,” Dean stated firmly. 

***

Throughout the drive to Lisa’s house, you tried your best to remain calm. You weren’t truly worried about the potential that Ben could’ve been kidnapped or by the fact that Dean was upset, it was the thought of Lisa and Ben potentially taking Dean away from you. You knew your fear was irrational and maybe even a bit toxic, but you still worried that maybe Dean was still attracted to Lisa. Or maybe Dean was Ben’s dad and would be obligated to see and spend time around the two of them. The thought nearly made you throw up while you watched Dean knock on Lisa’s door. 

You saw Lisa yelling at him, and Dean ran back over to the Impala seeming incredibly worried. “They took Ben. He's changed,” Dean explained, hurriedly getting into the car.

“What?! Are you sure?” Sam questioned.

“Yeah, I'm sure. I checked his windowsill,” the older brother nodded.

“Blood?” 

“I don't think it is blood, and I think I know where the kids are.”

***

Dean drove quickly toward a house under construction with a large mound of red dirt sitting on the lawn outside of it. The exterior of the home was almost finished, and the “For Sale” sign on the lawn was stained partially by the dirt.

“Red dirt,” Sam noted, bending down to inspect the sign. “That's what was on the window.”

“Ah, you take the front,” Dean told Sam. “(Y/N), take the left side; I got the other.”

You nodded and set off, gun and flashlight drawn. You crept around the corners of the house until you came to a set of doors angled down to a cellar. You jumped down into it and found small, empty cages lining the walls.

“What do you think you're doing?” a voice suddenly asked from behind you. 

You looked up at the entrance of the cellar to see a redheaded woman glaring at you. 

“You’re staying here until I can get the police here,” the woman said, pulling out her phone.

“Wait, wait,” you tried. “I’m sorry, I was just looking for a place to stay for the night.”

“Then why do you have a gun?” she hissed.

“Self-defense,” you replied coolly. “Please, I’m sorry, I’ll go.”

The redhead tsked and shook her head. “I don’t think you will.” She stood from the entrance to the cellar and closed both doors on you.

“Wait, no!” You rushed toward the doors, but it was too late. She had latched them shut by the time you got to them. Immediately, you started banging on the doors and trying to get them open. You turned around to one of the cages and picked it up, hurling it at the closed doors. You tried again and again, using the cage to hit the door, your shoulder to slam into it, and even tried using a piece of wire from the cage to take off the hinges, but nothing worked. Helplessly, you banged on the door and screamed for Sam and Dean.

Suddenly, you began to smell smoke.

‘Oh, fuck,’ you thought, breath quickening with urgency. You slammed your body into the doors as hard as you could manage. 

Across the cellar from you, the flames began to catch the ceiling, creating a gaping hole in the floor for debris and fiery planks of wood to fall through. You slammed into the doors once more, screaming for Dean. 

The smoke in the room began to fill your lungs and forced a cough out of you. You screamed Dean’s name again hoarsely, turning around briefly to see the fire had spread incredibly close to you. If you didn’t get out soon, the whole building would collapse on your head.

“Dean, please!” you screamed. 

Suddenly, you heard the door to the cellar unlatching.

“(Y/N)?!”

“Dean!” you cried.

He threw the doors open and pulled you out of the smoldering building. He quickly checked you over for injuries, cupping the sides of your face. “You okay?”

“I’m fine. Let’s go!” You grabbed Dean’s hand and pulled him around to the front of the house, running as fast as your legs would carry you as flames taunted you dangerously close to your face. You ran across the street to where Sam was standing with a crowd of terrified children and Ben. 

“Sam!” you exclaimed. “Everybody okay?”

“Yeah, yeah, I think so,” Sam replied. 

Ben seemed shaken up, but he was trying to comfort the other kids around him. You smiled down at him. Dean was exactly the same way. No matter what was going on in his own head, he always checked on the needs of others first. It was one of the things you loved most about him; he was always showing you what compassion truly looked like. 

***

When the fire department had come and the children— all except for one— had been returned home, you and the boys drove Ben back to Lisa’s house. 

“Ben?!” the woman called, running out of the house. “Baby, are you okay?”

Ben ran to his mom and hugged her. “I'm okay, Mom.”

“Oh, my god,” Lisa sobbed. “What the hell just happened?”

“I'll explain everything if you want me to,” Dean started, “but, trust me, you probably don't. The important thing is that Ben's safe.”

“Thank you,” Lisa surged forward and hugged Dean. “Thank you.”

Dean seemed hesitant for which you were thankful, but still returned her hug.

Ben turned to head into his house, and Lisa moved to follow. She turned back to Dean apprehensively. “Do you— wanna come inside?” she asked. 

“Uh, no thanks,” Dean replied. “We, uh, gotta hit the road.”

Lisa nodded, deflating slightly. 

“But… you’re a hundred-percent sure Ben’s not mine, right?” Dean asked. 

She nodded and smiled. “You're off the hook. I did a blood test when he was a baby.”

“Oh,” Dean replied. “Good.”

“I... I swear you look disappointed,” Lisa noted.

“Yeah, I don't know. It's weird, you know your life... I mean, this house and a kid…” he trailed off. “It's not my life. Never will be. Some stuff happened to me recently, and, uh... Anyway, a guy in my situation— you start to think, y’know. I'm gonna be gone one day, and what am I leaving behind besides a car?”

“I don't know. Ben may not be your kid, but,” Lisa began, “he wouldn't be alive if it wasn't for you. That's a lot if you ask me.”

Dean nodded and turned back to you and his brother who stood by the car watching silently. “You know, just for the record…” He turned back to Lisa.  “You got a great kid. I would've been proud to be his dad.”

Lisa smiled at him, as did you, before Dean headed back to the driver’s seat. For once, Sam let you sit in the passenger’s seat, and you popped a Faith No More cassette into the Impala’s built-in player. 

***

A few hours into the drive, Sam had fallen asleep. You and Dean were left holding each other’s hand in silent support; a reassurance the other was there and okay. 

“Did you mean what you said earlier? To Lisa?” you murmured.

“About what?”

“Leaving nothing behind except a car?” you continued.

“Aw, c’mon—” Dean sighed. 

“No, Dean. That’s crap,” you quietly said. “You have a legacy. Everything you’ve ever done has been out of love and compassion. That is who you are. That’s what you’re leaving behind.”

Dean’s eyes flicked toward you, his expression unreadable. He was quite literally the only person to ever confuse your intuitive, watchful eye with his thoughtful, complicated expressions. 

The older Winchester turned his eyes back to the road and brought your entwined hands to his lips, kissing the backs of your knuckles. 

You reveled in the feeling, knowing the feeling of his lips on your skin in this moment, the pattern of Sam’s breathing steadily in the backseat, and the way his hand felt in yours would be a memory you’d need to hold onto when he was gone. Maybe that way, you’d be able to find peace; knowing that not even death could completely tear Dean away from you. 

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[im-yn-suckers]

you watched as the blonde boy almost failed at grinding against a rail. he lost his balance and tripped. his left leg had a rip in his baggy jeans. there was a scrape where the boys leg dragged against the floor. there was a small blood stain on the concrete floor.

'i told you to be careful' 'blah blah blah. its not my fault i cant do this' 'no but, yknow what is? not wearing the knee pads i bought you' 'baby, those are so uncomfortable though" the injured boy whined with a pout. 'would you rather be bleeding or injury free?' he groaned with an exaggerated pout as you patched up the boys knee.

'c'mere' he came closer and you pressed your soft lips to his. he leaned into your soft touch and wrapped his arms around your neck. pushing you to the ground due to all his weight, he kissed you back.

"MOMMY LOOK! YOU AND DADDY DO THAT TOO!" the childs mother apologized for her sons actions but you and niki just chuckled and assured her it didnt make you uncomfortable.

you sat back down in your spot, expecting niki to go back to his skating, but to your surprise, he softly pushed you to the ground and kissed you. he tickled your sides kissed you afterwards.

"EW DO YOU SEE THAT, THANK GOD IM ONLY 13" some amateur 13 year old skaters gagged at the sight of you kissing

"oh yeah little girl? you think you can say that. whats wrong about me kissing my girlfriend, huh? lemme see you grind off that-" "niki, shes 13 leave her alone" "nO let him i wanna see his skills" "see the little girl wants me too."

"but you just failed" "then wish me luck"

"ROCK PAPER SCISSORS SHOOT!" '' haha, old man you lost! go let me see you fail" "we'll see"

he grinded perfectly and left the girl in doubt. "your turn, little girl"

she tried to grind but fell and scraped her knee. niki ran over to see if she was ok. luckily she only scraped her knee but niki felt guilty. you ran back to grab your first aid kit and patched her knee up.

she said the ointment burned so niki tried to distract her, but tears were threatening to fall. she managed to push through.

"youre fun, i like you two. sorry about saying ew, by the way" ''nah, its alright. we should have been more aware of our surroundings. what other tricks do you know" "really only how to go down the ramp and up, not much." "show me, i wanna see" "ok"

she was pretty good at that. "niki, heeseungs calling we gotta go home" "hey, we gotta go but before we leave, let me teach you how to grind"

he taught her how to do it and she was super grateful. "thanks old man. before you leave c'mere" she whispered into his ear. he smirked and shook his head no. she begged and he finally gave in.

he called you over after you grabbed your stuff and he kissed you out of surprise. she laughed and high fived him, before whispering into your ear "your boyfriends cute, keep him" you responded, "i know, i will" "bye old man bye sweet old mans girlfriend" "bye little girl" 'bye!"

you walked home. "what did she whisper to you before you called me over?" "she told me to kiss you again" he chuckled at the memory "what did she whisper to you, 'sweet old mans girlfriend'?" "oh, she said 'your boyfriends cute, keep him' " you both laughed and stopped at the convenience store to eat some ramen

you kissed again ate, after eating, you kissed again. to see the little girl waving in the window.

[aleksa-sims]

RL Story

Because I was angry at N., I did not accompany him to his family today. Instead I met Sandra, to spend his money -we're going shopping! 🤷‍♀️😬 S. told me, that she is having a hard time finding a new job. Before going on maternity leave, she worked in a dental surgery.  She’s a dentist’s assistant. Just like Bianca!! I thought I’d ask B. for a favor, so she can help S. get a job at her dentist.

While I told Sandra about Bianca, she started interrupting me.

Sandra: Did you have plans to see Alex today?? Or-

Me: Alex?... No!

Sandra: Don’t you see him? That’s Alex coming at us!

Me: You’re damn right! That’s him! ... Oh, there he is.... Hi, Alex, nice to see you, it's been ages, dude! 😬😳

Alex: Huh?... Holy shit! LEXI! 😦... Sorry I-... I have to go! I-, I gotta run! I can’t talk to you. Bye!

Sandra: 🤣🤣 Haha .. wtf???

Me: IDK?? 😄😄 Do I smell or something? 🤣 He’s literally running away from me. 🤷‍♀️

Sandra: He can’t talk to you? ?.. Either he’s on some heavy shit, or Daniel has something to do with it?

Me: Alex doesn't do drugs! And Daniel didn’t seem to be mad at me, when I saw him 3 weeks ago.... Agh, whatever! Now let’s go spend Nico’s money. 🤭😈

Sandra: Didn’t you say you wanted to spend his money?

Me: That’s what I’m doing! 🤨

Sandra: You buy, him clothes, but what about you? And actually you’re doing him a favor. He should go shopping himself, you’re not his servant.

Me: Nico would never go shopping voluntarily. Besides, I want my boyfriend to look good, yk? Tbh, N.'s no style at all! He doesn’t give a shit about it. If it were up to him, he would prefer to walk around in shorts 24/7. All the stuff he has, I got and chose for him.

Sandra: But who used to buy his clothes before he met you? I mean, he still managed to look handsome, as far as I remember.

Me: He, is handsome, but his style/taste sucks, S.! 🤷‍♀️

Sandra: Anyway. What should I give my bf for Christmas?.. My ex, I always got the same thing.

Me: Let me guess! You gave him a black suit. 😄😄

Sandra: Ha-ha! 🤨😒.... Well, I admit it. At first I found his black suits somehow.... interesting, but he was overdoing it.

In the end she found a gift for Dario (don’t worry, it wasn’t a black suit, her "suit guy" is past & still in jail!). I also bought some things for myself and Lucas. Well, and for Nico. 😒 Speaking of my Baby, Lucas was with Nico today. They went to N.'s Dad and to Melanie. Without me! I didn't want to! But I was so worried about my little one. He had never been alone with Nico before. So I expected the worst. Let’s see how their trip was today? But before I went home, I met Bianca, to give her Sandra’s documents. B. will hand over Sandra’s application to her boss with a personal recommendation. Hope it works for S.!!

Previous/Next

[transformation4life]

A Little Too "Daddy"

It was a typical summer day after work for Joseph in his aparment. He typed away on his computer talking to his boyfriend, Carl.

Carl: Saw a really hot guy today while walkin' home today babe

Joseph: Oh yea? What body type

Carl: A total Daddy!!! Like damn... wish he was my boyfriend. Not to say you're bad but like... you know. Joseph: Haha... I see.

Carl: It's whatever anyway lol he was with his kids and clearly banged a woman.

Joseph: You can't say that for sure-

Carl: He was every stereotypical dad trope in the book bro. I know my stuff!!!

Joseph: If you say so... but like are you trying to say I should try and bulk up?

Carl: Maybe...

Joseph: Aw Carl, You know that's difficult.

Carl: Yea but imagine me calling you daddy haha

Joseph: You're lucky I love you.

Carl: Yea i know! Anyways Gotta go now. My favorite telenovela is about to start. Love you babe!

Joseph: Bye. Love you!

Joseph closed the messaging app with a sigh. He did a "bicep" flex and yup still skinny.

"Ugh. This sucks! Why can't I be what he wants?" Joseph slammed his face on his keyboard in despair.

"I should really talk to someone about this- oh wait! Joseph recalled the therapist hotline stapled onto the breakroom pinboard at his work.

"I guess I'll text it right now..." Joseph was quick to turn on his phone and with a bit of help he eventually texted the codeword to activate the automatic transfer.

Thank you so much for being here we'll get you to one of our members immediately!

"Oh great... this'll take a while hu-"

*Bling*

"oh!"

???: Hi my name is G3NI3 how can I help you, today?

Joseph: G3NI3? Did your parents hate you?

G3NI3: Nah dude it's a CODENAME. Gotta keep some sort of confidentiality

Joseph: Ah right fair enough

G3NI3: Alright so what's your name and why did you text us today?

Joseph: Joseph, and I'm here because of my boyfriend...

G3NI3: Aww did you break up?

Joseph: No... it's more... he saw a hot dad today and said "i wish he was my boyfriend"

G3NI3: Oh i see... was the dude straight?

Joseph: Yea why do you ask?

G3NI3: Just wondering... Anyways so I'm guessing the dude was like super buff and stuff? Joseph: Yea... meanwhile I'm a scrawny man in my 20's...

G3NI3: I see I see... so what you're saying is that if you were an older "daddy" you'd be happier?

Joseph: Yea. Atleast it'd appease my boyfriend...

G3NI3: Alright then, say Joseph why don't you tell me about your life and how you met your boyfriend maybe this'll help

Joseph: Uh... sure. Okay so like... we met in highschool and we REALLY hit it off so we started dating pretty soon after and now we're here.

G3NI3: Makes sense. Though... based on your talks I feel like you'd be more bros than boyfriends

Joseph: Huh? what makes you say that?

G3NI3: Idk just got the vibe.

Joseph: How WOULD you say that you only know him as my boyfriend.

G3NI3: Yea but like for people your age, not sure i'd go randomly say "hey this man my age should be friends with me!"

Joseph: What are you talking about? My boyfriend is like 24 and the dude seemed 40.

G3NI3: Nah man, didn't you say you were both in your 40's?

Joseph: No... I said 20's

G3NI3: Pretty sure I saw 40's

Joseph: Yea well!! I can just scroll up and see!!

G3NI3: Suit yourself.

Joseph was getting furious at this "G3NIE". He 100% told them he was in his... 40's? Joseph read the text again.

"Joseph: Yea... meanwhile I'm a scrawny man in my 40's..." Joseph couldn't believe it, but then it dawned on him oh wait... he IS in his 40's haha imagine actually being in my 20's again that would be WILD.

Joseph: Sorry about that. You're right me and my boyfriend are in our 40's.

G3NI3: Told ya. Though you never told me your boyfie's name.

Joseph: Oh it's Carl. Pretty normal name.

G3NI3: Weird... I feel like he would be more a Carlito.

Joseph: Uh... What makes you say that?

G3NI3: Isn't he from Mexico?

Joseph: Uh... yea? But how did you know that?

G3NI3: Lucky guess. I mean... imagine having a mexican hottie like him as your bro.

Joseph: Not sure what you mean. We're DATING and he's skinny like me. Even though we're both in our 40's...

Joseph paused for a second. Wasn't Carlit- Carl in his 20's and skinny? but then he "remembered" the last pic his boyfriend sent him.

"Get ready to some farm work for my bonita~ What do you think?"

Wait... Bonita? Carl- No... Carlito would never call Joseph that. Not to mention his boyfriend never looked like that! Or... did he? Joseph scrambled through his memories and every memory he had of Carlito was him as jacked af Mexican man. Guess he forgot how lucky he was. The bonita bothered him but he just ignored it for now.

Joseph: Sorry nvm yea he is all that. We're dating though so we're not just "bros".

G3NI3: nah man, you seem like bros to me. Don't you remember he married Maria and got like 2 kids.

Maria??? who is- Oh right. Maria is Carlito's "Bonita" He rants about her all the time to you at your weekly bar hangouts. Joseph remembers how his two kids Mateo and Juanita would call him Uncle Joseph! Ah he loves those little rascals. Wait.. something felt off to Joseph.

Joseph: How do you know all this? Isn't this our first session?

G3NI3: What are you talking about dude? This is like our 20th one together

"W-What???" Joseph could not believe what G3NI3 was saying. This was definitely his first using the hotline. Joseph could prove it he just has to scroll up a bit and- Huh?

To Joseph's amazement, G3NI3 was right they've been talking for months. And what do you know they bring up everything about Carlito too. Guess that's that mystery solved.

Joseph: Oh man, you're right guess my age is starting to show...

G3NI3: Don't count yourself out yet old man. You have a kid to care for!

Joseph: Kid??? You must be joking I'm single and could never get a kid! I'm gay!

G3NI3: Oh come on don't be like that just cause you had a divorce with Kate doesn't mean you gotta deny being straight as an arrow or deny that kid you helped make! Joseph: Okay now you're crazy! No way I got married to a LADY. I was never into them!!

G3NI3: No need to get worked up big guy. Your son is following in your footsteps as a bodybuilder! Bodybuilder???? What kind of insanity is G3NI3 spewing now! Joseph was skinny as stick. Always has been.

Joseph: You must think I'm crazy if you want to believe I'm anything but a stick! It's a miracle Carlito even wants to hang out with a single skinny guy like me!

G3NI3: Oh don't be so shy! I know you love flexing in front of Carlito to show how you can attract the ladies! Your libido is off the charts bro.

Joseph had enough of this. He'd crush his phone with his big strong hands if he didn't have the money to replace it.

Joseph: Now listen here! I know I love a good flexing or two but I wouldn't say I have a high libido! Besides... I'm not manly enough I don't got a beard or any cool tattoos...

G3NI3: Come on, Josef! You're the manliest they come! With a luscious ginger beard and a tattoo of a cross between your tits AND one on your left arm you're peak masculinity! And you even married a WOMAN. Sure it didn't last but it's something!

Josef: You really think so? Aw shucks. Maybe if I was a faggot we could've dated... as if! The only thing I love more than muscles is a good looking women to take home and fuck silly.

G3NI3: Focus Josef. Use that bald head of yours for once and think! You came here because you didn't think Carlito doesn't want to hang out with you right?

Josef: Yes... we might've been bros since middle school but idk ever since me and the divorce with Kate it just doesn't feel like the same...

G3NI3: Puh-lease. You guys are two peas in a bro-pod. Do you really think Carlito would send you this if you weren't bros for life?

Josef: Ah I remember that! Carlito made those fags think they had a chance with him when he and Maria been fuckin' for years! Got a good laugh out of that!

Carlito: Exactly! Who would send that to a straight friend otherwise!

Josef: You're right... What did I have to worry about? Me and Carlito? We're buds for life!

Just then a knock came at the door.

"Dad! Carlito's here!" "Coming, Son!"

Josef: Welp, looks like Carlito's here. Thanks for the talk G3NI3. Always appreciate ya!

G3NI3: No problem! and remember... you asked for this

Josef: W-Wha?

G3NI3: Nothing! Bye

"And to think that's my therapist... Anyways gotta get ready for my bro!" Josef got up from his seat and left his bedroom stationed at the 2nd floor of his house. Gotta thank Kate for that child support money. But before he could enter the hallway...

"Son! I told you no underwear and caps in the house! Put some damn clothes on!"

Sorry pa, I just loveee my muscles. Do you mind if a girl comes over tonight? I think it'll work this time!"

"'Course Son. The Women will love ya! You get it from your old man!" Josef flexes to make his point clear.

"Thanks dad!" Josef's son flexes back before getting ready for his date.

"How did I get lucky enough to get a son like that?" Josef chuckled. He might not got much but at least he has son and his bro Carlito.

"Oh right! Carlito!" Josef almost forgot to get ready so he grabbed a fresh set of clothes and went to go change in the bathroom.

Before he changed Josef did one quick flex in the mirror.

"G3NI3 wasn't kidding. That libido of mine is ready to go!" Josef was proud of his physique. But now's not the time for that he has to go meet his bro.

Josef adorned his massive figure with a tank top saying "BEAST" and some killer designer shades he was ready to finally answer that door. With a strong force Josef opened the door to find the man himself, Carlito.

"Hola amigo. Have you seen that faggot Josef anywhere? Haha!"

"Oh come on Carlito, you know I'm as straight as an arrow!" Josef said back in a playful tone.

"Would you change your mind if I were to... do this?" Carlito took his shirt and removed his shades and did a flex right in front of Josef.

"...."

"..."

"..." "GAHAHAHA" The two large man laughed in unison.

"Nah bro, you're my bro forever and always." Josef smiled.

"As always mi amigo, now let's rapido we're gonna be late for our gym sess!" Carlito put his shirt and shades back on and headed for his luxury car.

As for Josef he didn't have a car as cool as Carlito but had a car from the 2000's and it was like his second child but don't tell Josef's son that. But before he got in his car Josef took a moment to feel his masculinity in the car window's reflection.

"I look damn fine."

And So Josef and Carlito went to have grand old brotime together. Working out together like true bros, hanging out at the bar like true bros, and of course trying to get Josef with a woman for the 30th time this month. You'd think they were a couple but nah they're both straight as arrows no doubt about that. Josef lived a happy life despite his circumstances and that meant more time to flex flex FLEX!

Safe to say he was a real... daddy. He's even got the kid to show for it.

[justdarklr]

In Stars And Time: Providence

An In Stars And Time x Persona AU

Created and Written by JustDarklr, Co-Created by mizzle-moths

CARD II — AWAKE

Table of Contents —

Card I — Providential

Card II — Awake ( Reading Now )

You slowly sit up, only to have someone tap your shoulder. You turn your head to meet whoever it is, and are greeted with Mirabelle’s smile. How long have you been sleeping for?

“Morning, sleepyhead! Have a good nap?” She asks, and you nod. “… had a weird dream.” It feels so vivid, still. You can remember it perfectly… Was it even a dream?

“Oh? Wanna talk about it?”

“Not necessarily, haha!”

“Aww, I’m interested, though… Maybe some other time? If you still remember?”

“Sure, why not.” You probably won’t follow up on that, anyways. You’ll hope she’ll forget.

“Well, either way, I had the best idea for tonight! Wanna hear about it?” You nod, once again, and she continues on. “How about— let’s all meet up for a sleepover at the clocktower tonight! That sounds fun, doesn’t it?”

… you take a moment to respond. Hm. There’s only three… or maybe four, beds in the clocktower. Everyone else will probably have their own bed, so… you and Isa would probably be sharing one again. Well. That doesn’t sound horrible, you suppose.

… oh no. You took too long to answer, and Mirabelle looks self-conscious about her idea, now. “… sorry, that’s stupid, isn’t it? Sorry…”

Oh. Oh stars. You’ve made her upset!! You have to fix this!!!

“N—No, that sounds like a great idea, Mira!”

“Oh… really? Well, if you’re sure… then could you go tell everyone? Oh, I can tell you where they are, if you’ve already forgotten!”

… does she think your memory is that bad? Well, she’s not wrong, but still! “I’ll be fine.”

She doesn’t look convinced. At all. “… well, either way, if you forget, I made a list for you! Here!” She shoves a piece of paper into your hands, and nods. “Okay!! Whenever you’re ready, just come to the east side of town and hop over the bridge. That’s where the clocktower is! Bye!!” Before you even get a chance to answer, she’s already off.

… stars, she must have a lot of energy today. But you can’t exactly blame her— it’s the day before the big showdown. She’s probably restless. You tried to sleep it off, but you’re nervous, too. You’re usually the one to lead the group, so having to lead them all into the House…

Don’t think about it! You’ll be fine. It’s the day before the final showdown, so you’ve got this. You’ll make sure nothing goes wrong. For them. But… stars, something feels off. Like this isn’t how it’s meant to be, or… something? You can’t pinpoint it for the life of you.

It should be fine. You’ll keep moving forward. But for now, you should go find everyone. Where were they, again? You’re sure they told you. It was… the shop, fields, and… wish tree, right? You think that was it. You’ll go in that order, then.

First off, though, you head towards the change god statue.

You should… believe something very strongly at the Change God. That’s how those work, right? Mirabelle and Isabeau taught you before. Can’t just… ask for things, because the Change belief considers it lazy. It’s the Change God, only pure belief and confidence in yourself will do, with the Change God only providing a little nudge.

If anyone is lazy here, it must be the Change God, you think. Why can’t they help out, even if just a little more? Oh well.

You… “believe strongly”, or whatever… that attacks against you will be super weak. Best offense is a good defense, after all. You win if you and your friends are the only ones left standing. You repeat under your breath, “super strong, super strong, super strong.”

… you… actually feel a little stronger???

You pinch yourself. Ow! Okay then, not that much more powerful. But it feels like you and your friends’ defense got a little better.

Alright! Wow. That’s enough for today. You thank the Change God for its blessing and quickly run away, crossing it out from the Reminder Note. Mira thought of everything, huh?

You head into the shop, afterwards. Odile is in there, looking at what the shop has to offer.

“Odile!”

“Oh, Siffrin. You look rested. Glad to see you this laid back on the day before the end of the world. …Anyway, how can I help you?”

“Clocktower, sleepover.”

“A… sleepover? Urgh… you all really are kids.”

“We can forget about our problems!”

“I suppose so. Nonetheless, I’ll be there. Poor Boniface probably needs it. Maybe we all do. But the room only has three beds, correct? I better get a whole bed to myself.”

“Mira and Bonnie will probably be sharing, if I had to guess.”

“Mirabelle and Bonnie? So who’ll sleep on the ground, You or Isabeau?”

“I think me and Isa will share?”

“Of course you will. …Anyway, I’ll be there. Y’know, since we already decided earlier we’d meet at the Clocktower and all.”

Yeah… you all already planned to meet up at the Clocktower, so was there a need for you to let everyone know? You could’ve just met everyone there… oh well. Not like you have anything better to do. And talking with them is nice, anyways.

“Anything else?”

“We’re fighting The King tomorrow, y’know.”

“We are. I hope you’re prepared. The King, and the Shadows following that path of destruction… They possess skills capable of slowing us down, or even freezing us in time entirely, not to mention their strange elemental abilities. So, as always, we’re counting on you and your speed to keep us out of trouble. Understand?”

Aw… “So… you want me in front again, then?”

“Leading everyone, if possible. You have already proven good at preventing traps and keeping all of us alive, so I don’t see why that has to change. And as always, you can count on me to provide everyone with intel on any enemies we encounter. Everyone except Boniface will be on battle duty… But I may as well ask Boniface to do something as well, as they are coming with us. It might be good for everyone to give the kid something to do… boring tactics talk, I know. I’ll shut up and buy items for our journey to the top of the house.”

Oh? Have you found it?!?

“Is your field of research TACTICS??”

“Oh gems. Are you still trying to figure out what I’m researching? NO, my field of research ISN’T tactics. Isabeau actually proposed that one last week, late one.”

“Aw…”

“Give it up already. None of you will ever figure out what I’m studying. It will stay a secret forever.”

Any other questions? Oh, right, last one. Hopefully.

“What will you do after?”

“After tomorrow, if we survive? I wish I had your confidence. …Maybe I’ll just go home to Ka Bue. I haven’t seen my country in many years… Before I met Mirabelle and Isabeau, my main goal was to travel to Vaugarde and see its many different places, sights, and cultures. I’ve already accomplished this by traveling with Mirabelle, so…”

“Was it all for your research?”

“…Yes.”

“Your research into… um… Travel-ology?”

“… ‘Travel-ology’ isn’t a field of research, Siffrin.”

“But! But it is the field of research you spent your whole life trying to create…”

“Please stop inventing a backstory for me. …But what about you? What will you do afterwards? If we beat the King, that is. Will you go back to your own country, maybe?”

What will you do? Well… you can’t go back to your own country. You don’t really even remember it. Maybe your memory’s just that bad. Or maybe nothing was worth remembering.

“I’ll come up with my own field of research.”

“Urgh. Of course.”

One last question. Just in case.

“Any strategies for tomorrow?”

“Strategies? Well, you know I have strategies and tactics for every situation, Siffrin. Could you be a little more specific?”

“Um… with Personas, and all that? I guess?”

“Personas… yes. Right. Well, mine and Isabeau’s are still rather limited in their potential. At least compared to Mirabelle’s. Her power is still unlike anything I’ve ever seen before— the ability to wield multiple personas at once, and even to bargain with Shadows to make them her own. In all honesty, I think with her by our side, things will go just fine.”

That’s right. Mirabelle… She was blessed by the Change God with the power of the “wildcard”. You’re not quite sure what it is entirely, but you do know that she can wield multiple Personas at once. It makes her very versatile— and she’s really the one that should be leading the group. You don’t even have a Persona of your own. You don’t think you do, at least. You’ve tried to summon it before, but you never could. You suppose you never got that “trigger” that everyone needs to awaken to a Persona. Whether that be a big event, a realization, a change… you don’t know, but you apparently haven’t gotten it yet. You’re jealous of everyone else, really— they’ve all got their Personas. Besides Bonnie, of course, but they’re just a kid. Kids don’t usually have Personas, you think.

You… you think you used to have a Persona, maybe. Something that lingers in the back of your mind tells you that. Or maybe it’s just wishful thinking. But even then, you don’t know what could’ve caused you to lose it. That’s not something that normally happens, after all, right? People don’t just lose that power out of nowhere.

You always have had a bad memory, though. Maybe you just forgot the event that caused you to awaken to it, and so you forgot that you could summon it, or that you even had one to begin with. It’s unfortunate, but… you can’t do anything about it now. You just have to be as useful to them as you can as you are right now. Even without all those fancy skills.

“… Siffrin? Are you okay?”

You snap back to reality. Huh? Was she talking that whole time?

“You didn’t hear a word I said, did you…?” She sighs.

“Oh well. Just know that I have a plan. Things will go just fine, I hope.”

You think that’s all you had to ask. You wave goodbye to Odile.

Alright! That’s one down. You cross Odile off the reminder note. Only two left, then the Clocktower!

That took longer than you thought it would, though. Maybe you should try and speed these next two up. But… you don’t want to be rude. Especially not to Bonnie or Isa! You like them!!

Oh well. It’ll be nighttime by the time you head to the Clocktower, either way. So you’ve got time, you think.

With that, you exit the shop. Onto the fields next!

CARD II — END

All Caught Up!

[harunayuuka2060]

Malleus: I'm not sure if this is a good idea, Lilia.

Lilia: Malleus, we won't be doing this if you didn't trespass in that dorm.

Malleus: ...

Lilia: And I've heard from Trey himself that they're such a sweet child. I'm positive that you two will get along.

Malleus: After they splashed water on me with a garden hose? I don't think so.

Lilia: That's why I invited them so you could apologize for startling the poor child.

Malleus: Why are you calling them a child when they're older than me?

Lilia: Because they're adorable.

Malleus: *frowns*

Silver: Father, your visitor is here.

Malleus: Shroud?

Idia: Y-Y-Yes. I'm sorry. I knew I wasn't the one invited but they didn't know the way here.

MC: *looking at the pink lotus flower they have in a container*

Idia: MC, you should greet them.

Malleus and Lilia: ...

MC: *has their eyes still glued on the container*

Idia: MC?

MC: *looks at them and sees Lilia* *looks at the pink lotus flower then at him* *then at the flower again*

MC: *then at Idia* *grunts*

Idia: Go tell him.

Lilia: What did they say?

Idia: Well, they said that you look like their pink lotus flower.

Lilia: Aww~. Thank you. That's such a sweet compliment.

MC: *hands the flower to him* *then finally noticed Malleus* *snarls*

Malleus: *frowns* I almost thought you've forgotten me.

Idia: Oh, um, please don't misunderstand. MC just had a not-so-good experience with horns.

Lilia: I see. We can talk about that—

Idia: Nononononono, I'm leaving. My social battery is running out and I'm this close to fainting.

Lilia: That's sad to hear. We'll accompany MC then.

Idia: Y-Yeah. Bye. *dashes out immediately*

Malleus: So much for someone who's about to faint.

Sebek: How could you do that to Waka-sama?! That's utterly disrespectful! You should apologize!

Lilia: No, Sebek. MC is here so Malleus could apologize to them.

Sebek: H-Huh?

Silver: And why do you always need to yell? *rubbing his forehead*

Malleus: Child of hell, please take a seat.

MC: *listens and do as told*

Malleus: *raising an eyebrow* I thought you would decline.

Malleus: Or are you being nice because Lilia is here?

Lilia: Don't say that, Malleus. *ruffles their hair* I've had explained to them that those horns of yours are harmless and in fact, sensitive.

Malleus: Lilia.

Lilia: Do you know? Malleus can be your little brother.

MC: *looks at him* *then their eyes sparkle a little*

Malleus: No.

Lilia: Come on now, Malleus. As you've said, they're older than you.

Malleus: *frowns*

Deuce: Do you think MC's fine meeting Vanrouge-senpai?

Ace: Yeah. But I'm worried about what Idia-senpai told us.

Ace: That they snarled at Malleus-senpai.

Ace and Deuce: *sigh*

Ace: Could it be that they're stronger than him, right? Right?

Deuce: MC's not the type to pick a fight so, I'm sure that's somehow... they would be fine.

MC: *looking at Malleus like he's their little brother*

Malleus: ...

Malleus: What do you want?

MC: *grunts* *pokes his cheek*

Malleus: ...

Malleus: *starts laughing* What is that?

MC: *starts poking his cheek again*

Malleus: Haha! Stop that!

Lilia, Sebek, and Silver: *watching them*

Lilia: Aww~ Look at them. They became siblings immediately.

Silver: But I'm still curious why MC didn't like Malleus's horns at first.

Lilia: According to Idia, they got a boo-boo once from trying to catch a raging bull.

Silver: ...

Sebek: Wait. Just a minor injury from that?

Lilia: Nope. I don't think so. Idia only said it that way, but I'm sure it hurt.

[starysky1289]

Toxic!Sorority!Vanessa X Reader. Father.

Shout out to @707bot1 for giving me the sudden inspiration to finish this <3

You left your English philosophy classroom in a rush, Vanessa had told you to meet her by the fountain before 2, so you could both go out and get something for lunch. You where to busy on moving that you didn’t see the man in front of you, bumping into him face first.

“ Oh my, I’m so sorry, I didn’t see you. “

“ oh, not a problem kid, I shouldn’t be standing in the middle of the path anyways. “

You looked up at the man, he had wrinkled features, but still looked pretty young, had to be just above middle aged. He wore an old pair of thin metal framed glasses, and his hair was brown, combed over slightly. The lower part of his face was a stubble grey goatee that went up to his ears.

“ are you lost? Looking for someone? “

You politely asked, you’d still have time to meet Vanessa and help this kind stranger.

“ nah. Just looking at my building. Names on the plaque Yaknow. “

Your heart skipped a beat at his words, you looked up quickly at the plaque above the big doors.

The ‘ William Afton ‘ English Hall.

You practically shook with excitement, turning back him.

“ your Mr.Afton?! Oh this is amazing! I’m such a big fan sir, I’m studying to be an English major, an English philosopher to be exact! Oh but also author, I’m sorry I’m just so excited to meet you! “

“ Haha, oh no worries, why don’t I walk ya to where your going, so your not late. I’ll answer any questions you have too, love meeting a fan. What’s your name? “

“ Y/N! Y/N L/N. Oh my girlfriend won’t believe this, I’m meeting her now. Thank you for taking this time to do this. “

William smiled, offering his arm for you to hold. You graciously took it, wrapping your arm around it as you both walked. You’d ask him questions on his career, and he’d respond in big stories.

“ so, your a mechanic by trade, but you also Drabble in poetry? Those two can mix quite well if you know what to write! I once had to write a whole poem about a car. I had no clue how to make a ford F150 into a stanza. “

“ Ha! Yes, in my earlier years I worked in animatronic technology that was used to make performing robots much more interactive with children. But poetry has always been natural to me, I’d never forget it. “

“ amazing! That technology is surely something. Oh, there she is. Vanessa! Look who I found! “

You waved vigorously to the blonde sitting on the fountains edge. She glanced up at you, before staring at him. You let go of William’s arm and trotted up to her, taking her hand.

“ Vanessa, this is- “

“ well, if it isn’t my little rabbit. How had my girl been. “

Vanessa stayed silent, gripping your hand tighter as she stared at William.

“ Y/N, has Vanessa never told you? This..blonde law major is my daughter. I figured you’d realize from her last name. “

“ my name is Vanessa Shelly. Y/N let’s go. “

Your heart fluttered, you dated the daughter of the man whom you had looked up too for years.

“ why didn’t you tell me Nessa! Oh he should come get lunch with us! “

“ No Y/N. He’s not. Now let’s go. “

William chuckled again, rubbing his head.

“ ah, don’t worry about it. I can see Vanessa’s doing just well. Spending my black card on those outfits and god knows what else for your little house. Maybe I should stop by and meet everyone- “

“ NO DAD. Stay the fuck away from my sorority, stay the fuck away from this campus, and stay the FUCK AWAY FROM MY GIRL. Now let’s go Y/N. “

Vanessa dragged you with her as she stormed off. You tried to wave bye to William as you left, but Vanessa just grabbed your hand. You made your way down to the parking lot. You sat in the usual passenger seat of Vanessa’s car, as she quickly started to drive off.

“ I don’t want you to ever. And I fucking mean EVER talk to my father again, do you understand me. “

“ why? You know I look up to him- “

“ He’s a horrible, horrible human. Now you fucking promise me you won’t talk to him again, let alone hold his arm like that. “

“ Ok! Ok fine, I won’t talk to him again. “

You both remained quiet on the rest of the car ride, starring out your window as she drove. When you both arrived at the small cafe, Vanessa pulled your face towards her by your chin, kissing you gently.

“ I just don’t want you getting hurt, ok baby? “

“ alright…I’m sorry..”

She kissed you once more, and smiled.

“ mm, good. I love you~ “

“ I love you too nessy…”

[ao3wasntenough]

Sam finally tell why he can't connect and refuse connect with kids and even dislike thrm. He finally told them

Sam : you forgetting I was human, WAS. Now I am not but Same time I never can be cybertron too. You ask me why I can't connect with the kids? It's simple because I can't feel what they feel anymore and I can't even understand what meaning being cybertron. Did you ever thinking that?

Did you ever thinking that why I dislike the kids so much because they are remaining me that I can be like them, I should be like them but I can't because of you. Because of you I lose that chance, now I am just weird robot that never can't be human or even robot self. Forever stuck in middle

Call me cruel person, everytime I see they happy , Every laugh, every smile , every affection they got from them parents or Autobots that like humans they have it's hurt me so much because I will never have that again.

They existence are mirror that I want smash and destroy so bad. Mirror that keep rubbing on my face that saying I should be like them

(Do you want put more something?I not really good at dialogue)

you hit the nail on the head

Acree is probably the Bot I could see bringing up and confronting the autobots with Samuel and how risky it is keeping him around the kids. She's grown to care about them, and while I think she'd also understand seeing a bot struggle to accept and get along with new teammates after barely surviving and changing so much. But she cares about the kids and their safety as a guardian. and Sam seems the greatest threat in the base to them and he's lashing out at everyone with little respect to Prime as a leader or anyone older and more experience makes him a loose canon they cant keep ignoring

And Sam would agree. Acree wouldn't say it but Sam would. He has to go. whether they can find and trust another autobot team open to having him him or he goes off under government surveillance (fowler would bring this up). Or "I hate the government more then I hate Starscream" witwicky chooses to strike out rouge/neutral

"I'm sorry I let you down Optimus..."

"There's nothing to be sorry about, Samuel, this really is for the best. I am sorry we couldn't help you like you needed us"

"i-I know I'm not the best at long range communication, but I'll go where ever you call Optimus.. I always will... "

"As I will, I would always do what you would do for me Samuel. But I see now I couldn't understand you"

"I hardly understand myself too haha...Bye Prime."

I don't think he could have said bye to Bumblebee, He tried to be strong though so much. But being such a mess, and feeling like he once again failed to be helpful to the cause, and almost damage their relations to humans. he couldn't face bee a final time goodbye

[zilritsch]

Dream will shrink, and Techno will offer him to live in a doghouse, because he has no home!

So, it was a joke, but I'll think about whether I should write this scene.

Ha-ha, I'll just dump some information on you, because further things may seem strange and confusing without it. And I'll leave. Yes, good plan.

Since Dream is a child who has developed too quickly, regression is usually used in this situation. Not only emotional, but also physical. But all this should happen gradually, and you cannot suddenly throw a person in adolescence into the thinking of a child under 10 years old.

Yes, over time, Dream will lose memories of little things, events and people.

First, he will forget those with whom he did not communicate very closely and for a short time, those who did not evoke special emotions. Then he will have blurry memories of more vivid events, but he will not remember any faces or names; when meeting a forgotten person, his reaction will be based on forgotten feelings. Those whom he knew the longest will be the last to be forgotten, but Dream will no longer remember anything about them.

His scars will be erased, his connections will be severed and trampled, he will no longer remember anyone except his beloved Daddy and Tech.

He will be happy, ignorance will make him happy, ignorance will lead him to love, care and happiness. He will grow again.

He will be loved.

Hmm, yes. In short, Dream will be driven into regression (believe me, he will decrease and not understand why this is happening. I would like to write about this in a comic sense, but no matter how you look at it, decrease against your will is creepy). And he won’t even realize it until a certain moment, at first he will be too weak, later too distracted by trying to recover and come up with an escape plan, that he will notice everything only after he looks up at Philza.

Yes, I guess I'll say bye. Haha, live with this info, I told you the AU would be a little creepy.

And I'm not sorry

[cherryluvrx3]

meat lovers amirite??

Dave Strider x Reader x Karkat Vantas

Chapter 1

“Christ it’s always so goddamn hot..” Dave grumbled behind the cash register and wiped some sweat off his forehead. It was another Wednesday afternoon that was spent working for the best (not true) pizzeria ever, Pizza Hut. It was early march and even though it wasn’t necessarily hot outside, the heat inside the place was stuffy and unbearable.

It also didn’t help that they had hot pizzas being cooked, going in and out of ovens that let out little bursts of heat whenever they were opened.

“Yeah it’s even worse now that the air conditioner’s broken-“ “AND THAT WE’RE- SORRY I’M, COOKING HOT ASS PIZZAS!” Karkat cut off John, who was mopping in the front, with a yell from the kitchen.

“Stop complaining and get back to work, doughboy!” John shouted back. “DON’T MAKE ME COME OUT THERE!” Karkat yelled and the two were about to start their usual bickering.

“Guys wait, shut up there’s a call coming in.” Dave shushed the both of them and picked up the phone while Karkat grumbled to himself.

“Hi this is Pizza Hut, what can I get you?”

“Yeah hi! Can I get 3 pi-“

“Wait, for pick up or delivery?”

“Oh, uh delivery but yeah can I get 3 pizzas? One pepperoni, one sausage, and one meatlovers.”

“Alrightt… anything else?”

“10 breadsticks and 20 Cinnabons?”

“ Damn- I mean- ok anything else?”

“Uh.. yeah so like…”

They paused and he could hear murmuring in the back.

“Yeah?”

“Can you um.. can you hehe- send your uh, cutest delivery boy?”

…?

“…Haha what.”

“That’s it ok bye!”

The call ended and Dave just shrugged off what he just heard as another one of the harmless pranks he’d hear as someone working the phones and finished putting in the order.

He looked over to the keys that were for the delivery car before thinking, ‘hmm.. it’d be nice to stretch my legs and get some fresh air’ and then snatched them up, swinging them around his finger in a cool nonchalant manner.

“Heh John guess what?” Dave called to John who was now wiping down the windows.

“Yeah?”

“I just got a call requesting “the cutest delivery boy” you know what that means?”

“Uhh.. no?.. what..?”

“That means you can’t go.” Dave snickered to himself and went to the back while John just yelled out an offended, “What’s that supposed to mean!?”

———

“Ugghh!!” I screamed into a pillow right after I clicked the end call button while my friends just laughed at me. “Hey! You forgot to order wings!” Terezi complained. “Oh no! I’m not calling again!” I told her while I felt my own hot cheeks. Roxy, the evil witch who was the one that set me up to humiliate myself, giggled next to me, “Oh my god! Haha! At least he seemed like- chill about it?” Roxy patted my shoulder as I just sunk deeper into the couch, pouting.

“C'mon that’s a good thing! Means it probably won’t be that awkward when you open the door!” “WHAT?” I snapped my head to look at her in surprise.

“Well.. think about it! You’re the one who called! You should open the door.” Nepeta chuckled from her spot on the carpet. “NO??? That means I shouldn’t have to answer??!” I whined as I shook the little cat girl by the shoulders. “Chill your motherfuckin’ grill little mama… it’s not that serious.. besides, if you play your cards right, you might be able to hit it off with pizza boy and finally land a boyfriend or some shit..” Gamzee said also from his spot on the carpet.

“I don’t think I’m getting a boyfriend from this Gamzee..” “I bet he’s gonna be ugly anyways.” Terezi snickered before going back to chewing on one of my pillows ew.

“Well it’s nice to be optimistic right!? A knight in shining armor-“ “You know damn well no pizza delivery boy is a knight in shining armor.” Roxy laughed while Nepeta pouted, “Well we’ll see when he gets here!”

———

About 15 minutes later, the doorbell rings and I get practically shoved to the door while the others hide behind a corner to watch. I pat down a few stray hairs- why am I so nervous? I’m literally never gonna see this guy again, I might as well rip the bandaid off, open the door, give him money, grab the pizza, wait.. wait wait wait - I hung up before he could tell me the price. Ugh now I have to have a conversation with him- oh god fucking damnit..

I open the door and right as I’m about to speak my voice cuts out. Okay, the dude isn’t devastatingly hot but he’s fairly cute, which is wayy more than what I was expecting from a Pizza Hut delivery boy..

“The cutest delivery boy is here.” He says with a smug tone, presenting himself like he’s the best thing since sliced bread.

Oh.

Oh god eugh ..

He’s a prick…

[violetsditsyrainbow]

Welcome home: cute awakenings (storyline) pt2

Welcome home (maybe multi character) x reader

I need requests for future parts.

I woke up at 6:50 for some reason I don’t even have a job. Why am I waking up so early? Maybe my brain just told me that somethings going to happen that’d be funny I put on my (f/c) clothes and brushed my teeth and just as I’m finishing my hair…*Bang bang bang* haha! Not waking me up today but I was half asleep and that did in fact startle me I want to go get the door, but since I was half asleep, I was still walking some what slowly, but as im almost at the door, “hey Julie maybe they aren’t up, I mean it is only 7:15!” A girl voice say “ NONSENSE VI (sounds like vie) OUR NEW NEIGHBOR NEEDS TO BE UP! HOW WOULD WE GET TO NOW THEM IF THEY WEREN’T UP!?” a girl who I assume is Julie says rather loud and nonchalantly, I hear the other girl sigh, and that was my cue to open the door and as I open the door I hear “HELLO IM JULIE AND I CAN WAIT TO BE FRIENDS!!!” The girl with big blonde hair takes one of my hands in both of hers and shakes it like crazy I feel like my arm was gonna fall off of it wasn’t attached so well, then I hear “Jul come down they obviously are overwhelmed give them a little space, and let them introduce themselves.” The other girl with white hair and purple eyes “finneee” Julie says “my name is y/n it’s nice to meet you Julie and vi.” I say trying to sound as welcoming as possible, I hear vi chuckle a bit. “ WELL HELLO Y/N ITS AMAZING TO HAVE YOU IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD I CANT WAIT TO PLAY BOSS LAD-“ “hey Jul how bout you go plan a picnic to introduce everyone to y/n?” Vi quickly interrupted julies quick rant. “THATS SUCH A GOOD IDEA VI!!! IM GOING TO DO THAT RIGHT NOW!” She runs off before I can say bye “ sorry about how energetics she is, she means well she really does doesn’t know how to express it, anyways I’m violet.” She puts her hand out for me to shake, I did and her hand felt like silicone while Julie’s felt like felt “hhm” “how about we have some coffee at my house and then I show you around” she asks. “That sounds nice” I respond she starts walking away and motions for me to follow. I scan her outfit she’s wearing a rainbow sweater with the sleeves rolled up so the sleeves would be hanging she also wore overalls with many decorative patches. “We are here!” She says in a sing song voice, we are at a light purple house covered with different patterns and designs, basically what you said you would make your house look like in first grade. “Well let’s go in!” She says as we walk in I notice different many different rooms with different labels, I don’t read them. She hands me a cup of coffee that was brewing as we were walking I guess. “Thanks” I say, it’s yummy unlike other bitter gross coffees. “We only have about 10 minutes until the picnic” she says calmly “wha-? How do you know that?” I say surprised “I know Julie” she says “I should show you around the neighborhood while we still have a chance” she say

Requests plss

[coconutlove98]

The Adventures of Tomorrow X Together - Ep 1 (The Basement)

Txt is in the living room watching TV when suddenly a crashing sound is heard from the basement. Everyone turned around in shock and one of them spoke.

Beomgyu: What the frick was that?!

Yeonjun: I don't know but all I know is that I am not going down there to look.

Taehyun: Who would?

Everyone else: Yeah that's true

Hueningkai: Yeah, haha who would do that?

(Oh also, this is a reality show so yeah)

Hueningkai being interviewed: I'm gonna go down the basement. Okay, I know I shouldn't but I am really curious about the noise okay.

Later that night, Hueningkai went down to the basement to see what the noise was. Let's just hope that he is okay after doing something completely stupid.

… Dolphin Screams……….

Everyone else is awakened by the scream and they all run downstairs into the living room but they notice that their maknae is missing.

Soobin: Where’s Kai?!

Taehyun: He was just in our room an hour ago.

Beomgyu: Well he isn't here now isn't he?

Taehyun: Well I'm sorry I thought he was asleep.

Beomgyu: That kid plays GTA until the break of dawn. How could you think that he was sleeping?

Taehyun: I don't know okay! It's just-

Yeonjun: Guys stop fighting, we need to figure out where Hueningkai is and where that scream came from.

Everyone went silent and a few seconds later there was another scream.

Soobin: I think that came from the basement

Yeonjun: Well then what are we waiting for? Let's go

Everyone runs down to the basement to see what the noise and what they found was…well it's best if they just told you.

Soobin (interview mode): We went down the basement to see Hueningkai screaming because of a roach.

Yeonjun (interview mode): *sigh* And the roach isn't even real. It is made of rubber.

Beomgyu (interview mode): This boy woke me up from my beauty sleep because of a fake roach! Oh, he is gonna get it tomorrow.

Taehyun (interview mode): Talk about getting it tomorrow, he is gonna get it right now!

Soobin, Yeonjun, and Beomgyu are all watching Hueningkai getting his butt whooped by Taehyun.

Hueningkai: Ahhhh! I’m sorry x2 please stop hitting me!

Taehyun: Why in the world would you go down the basement at 2 in the morning?!?! You little idiot! I can’t believe you-

The other three

Beomgyu: Should we stop him?

Soobin:…nah. Just let him have a couple more hits.

Yeonjun: I knew Hueningkai was gonna get his butt whooped by Taehyun one day.

Soobin and Beomgyu: Mhm.

*That is the end of episode one. I hope you liked it and if any of you have any ideas feel free to tell me. Anyways bye ☺️*

[soggykookiesandcream]

𝐵𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝐹𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝒟𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽 - 𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒳𝒳𝒱

"So, you're telling me," Namjoon rests his face on his hands, "that he gave you his old memories?"

"Yes," I reply, "and he also marked me."

I pull the top off my shoulder to show Namjoon. 

"I-," Namjoon gets frustrated, "I'm sorry. Let's ask Dr Maria to do something and fix it?"

"Yeah, um, sure," It got pretty awkward around us so I move closer to him and hug him. He hugs me back and I smile. 

"I love you, Namjoon," I say, "Please don't leave me."

"I won't," he kisses my head.

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A few days later, we were all set to go put him back in his pyramid. This time, Jimin said it's better we take the coffin in a truck rather than a jeep squished with all of us. 

"We're here," the driver informs.

"Are you sure that we can come here? What if we get arrested?" Jin asks.

"No one's around. Let's just do it fast," Namjoon says.

Jimin's men lift the coffin up and walk towards the entrance of the pyramid.

"Will it fall?" Jimin asks.

"I lived there for a day. I'm not sure though," I reply.

Jimin nods. They walk in and fortunately, it doesn't fall. They place him on the pedestal at the centre of the room.

"Finally," Namjoon sighs, "let's seal the gate."

Jimin's men seal the gate and get back into the truck. We got into the jeep with Jimin. 

"I hope he doesn't come back from death again," Jin sighs.

"If he does?" Yoongi asks.

"If he does then advanced RIP for all our asses," I answer, "he will kill us all."

"Not you," Namjoon states, "he won't kill you. He loves you."

"I'll kill myself if he touches any of you," I state.

"Hah!" Yoongi laughs, "He will probably resurrect you or something."

"Or wait until you reincarnate again," Jin jokes.

"I don't think he can," I say, "We didn't bury him with a spell or something. He's dead, he's gone forever. We should move on. I need therapy but I don't know who will believe me."

"Really? Yuna, you're sitting among us who all know about this. Talk to us. We'll help. I'm pretty sure Namjoon will be of extra help," Jin winks.

"Oh, shut up," Namjoon blushes.

"We've got all your luggage at the airport. Shall we head off or do you want to stop at my camp?" Jimin asks.

"I think we'll just head off," Yoongi says.

"Alright," Jimin nods and looks at me, "Yuna? You good?"

"Yeah," I reply with a smile.

"You look a little pale," Jimin says.

"Oh, maybe because I'm tired," I chuckle.

"Can't blame you," Jimin smiles, "you'll be fine. You have your brother, friends and a boyfriend."

"Yeah," I look at Namjoon who was fast asleep on my shoulder and smile.

"I have some news for you Jimin," I say.

"What news?" He asks.

"I'll tell you when we get there," I say.

"We're here," the driver announces.

"Oh," I laugh, "Looks like you don't have to wait."

I hop out of the jeep and Jimin follows me, "What is the news?"

"Impatient much?" I laugh.

"Tell!" Jimin whines.

"Okay, I am not sure. But I think Dr Maria really likes you. She told me to stay away from you when I was alone," I spill the tea.

"Oh," Jimin scratches his hair, "I actually kinda told her that you're cute so."

"What?" I laugh, "You told her that I'm cute? Go tell her that she's cute."

"I won't," he replies, "I don't like her that way. She's not my type. I like younger girls."

"Oh," my laughter dies, "I-I think I'll go then. Bye. See you soon."

"Yeah, keep in touch," Jimin smiles and looks away.

"Let's go, Yuna," Yoongi yells.

"Coming," I run over to my brother and cling onto his arms.

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We were all gathered up on the couch with drinks and snacks. I was snuggling with Namjoon under a blanket. My brother was sprawled across a couch taking all the space with a coke bottle. Jin was actively eating and watching k-drama. 

"You tired, Yuna?" Namjoon asks.

I squint my eyes and nod stretching my arms.

"Want to go lie down?" He runs his hands through my hair.

"Mmm," I lean into his chest, "Yes if this doesn't stop."

"Haha, no. It won't stop," He smiles and picks me up. He places me slowly onto the bed and lies beside me run his hands through my hair. I slowly drift into sleep.

"Dear," Taehyung says, "you've betrayed me. I won't let this slip so easily."

"T-Taehyung- I-I can explain," I moved back, "Please."

"You've run out of chances," Taehyung smiles wickedly

"W-what are you going to do?" I ask.

"I'm going to make you mine no matter what. I am gonna wipe out the entire human race, leave no one except us behind. Then you will have no one but me, my dear," he smiles.

"Please," I kneel, "Don't do this."

"Oh, I will. You had your chances. Hell, you even betrayed me and led me on by acting nice to me. Do you know how it felt? How it felt to have high hopes from a person and the same person crushing them all?" Taehyung comes closer and pats my head.

"I'm sorry," I whisper.

"No worries, my dear. There's only one question - do you love me or not?" He asks.

"No. I don't love you," I reply softly.

He clenches his jaw, "Then everyone's going to suffer."

"You're dead," I reply.

"You think?" He smirks,

"Yuna?" 

"Yuna?" Namjoon shakes me, "Are you okay?"

"Huh?" I ask, "Yeah, I am."

"You're sweating a lot. Did you see a nightmare?" He asks.

"Kind of," I reply while trying to control my breathing.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Namjoon asks.

"No, I am kinda hungry," I smile softly.

"C'mon let's feed you something," Namjoon pulls me up to stand and I lean onto him sliding my arms around his waist. He laughs and pulls me along with him.

"Oh, Yuna," Yoongi calls me, "How are you feeling?"

"Better," I smile.

"Good," Jin claps his hands, "We're resuming work soon. You've been gone for too long."

"I just have a question," I mention, "What are we telling Hoseok?"

"I don't know. Let's just tell him you wanted to spend time with your brother and boyfriend," Jin winks, "and I wanted to take a vacation for few days."

"Okay, I guess that'll work," Namjoon says.

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[askinkiskarma]

Okay so, for the context I am at my grandparents house. Since little there was this boy living next to. We were always playing together being little, with my cousins and neighbours. We didn't come back for long, but enventually we did and it was different (we live far away). Like yes we grew and stuff, but he acted weird and I just need to now if it meant something or not.

Sooorry is so lonnng

So he came by to see my grandparents and I was minding my business, not really caring because we haven't seen eachother for awhile. My grandfather then comes by and tells me he would like if I came by (I know it sounds obvious and stuff but the unsure thing comes after). Out of a sudden he pops up in the garden and comes by with my mom (she told me she saw him and invited him back). He smiles and stuff and we start talking to catch after all these years. He said he knew I was there because my cousin wrote to him (she lives there too, near by). I just ask to joke, if they are flirting with each other (because they had a young two days teen thing haha). He said no (he doesn't like girls smoking) while looking at me weirdly, then he invites me to his home and wtf there was nobody. Sooo now ! There are the confusing things coming up !

- On one hand he offers me dessert (really good, chef one that his father only bought for him and gives one to me but on the other hand he is distant (physically with me).

- He talks about his love life out of nowhere (that he broke up and he is visibly single), also asks about my love life. I say that I am not I rusher. He then says that what I say makes sense and that he'd try to be like it. After he is kinda weird.

- We laugh and have a really good time (it's like yoyo). We even saved a baby bird and fed it (it was old enough to be saved. It's quite bushy where we live). I then say we should head back, because I didn't want my grandparents to worry since I left with no word (But it's 1 min away by foot so it wasn't a big deal). He is weird again and, but he clearly asked me these an hour before (if they would worry ?) Huhhhh ?

- He says he needs to leave, because friends are coming home for the night. But at a moment we were just sitting silently and I said that he can go if he has to and he says no no. So then we enventually start talking again.

- I ask him a moment about my cousin's number that I lost and ask him if he has it, he says that I'll see her anyways when she'll come the next day. Silent. He asks if I have social media. I simply answer him, but he doesn't say anything. To tease I ask if he wants my number. He says no (it was a chuckle, not mean. He ignores), but then he talks to me more than before. Wtf ?

- Lastly we hang out a bit, walking around the park, and says out of a sudden he needs to go. I say nicely it was cool, he ignores me ? AND I JUST remembered he kissed me (the goodbye kisses okay, but he didn't do it when he saw me. Wtf I am so stupid, did I really miss it. And plus just kissed back as nothing. Maybe it was just to say "yeah I like you but no" or the other way... ? I hate being so naïve sometimes). But he mumbled under his breath "yeah bye" and just left... !

Okay I am very confused haha... I would be honored if you'd give me some advices and explain me wtf he wants with me. Does he want something ? Is he playing ? Just to be clear, I am not searching for anything and not in a moment was inquisitive about something like this, flirting,.... So it would only come from him about any flirting sh*t haha. All the time it felt like a flirting thing and at the same time it was friendly. You know the just sweet friendly funny time. Plus these weird blanks and silences. To be honest I don't really want anything with him I am just trying to understand his brain (endless game ? Maybe lol)

I need help ! Anyways, sorry for this long stupid situation....

ILY bby byee !!💕💗💖

hi bb sorry i couldn't answer this last night, i was so tired after finishing monster in me :(

soo, i hope i'm understanding this correctly, but to me it seems like he's into you (inviting you to his home alone, giving you a dessert that seems special to him, clearly asking you about your love life and volunteering information about the fact that he's single) but maybe doesn't want to appear too eager, he seems like he wants to maintain some aloofness, and also he might be catching on to the fact that you might not really be interested, so he's playing it cool to figure you out?

that's what i'm getting from this, at least hahahah

hope this helps and do let me know how it goes xx

good luck and smooches x