#just fyi if you haven't watched it yet and plan to and don't want to be spoiled ☆

[morningnoodles]

hello folks! now that i've fully caught up with the first 3 eps of OFMD season 2, i will be reblogging and posting about season 2 and tagging it #ofmd s2 spoilers ☆ cheers!

[fountainpenguin]

Blog Stuff

^ Like, "FYI if you want to block tags" stuff

Little announcement here: Factor It In is on hiatus for now, probably for the rest of 2023. I know where the story is going overall and I know where the next chapter's going, but I struggled more than expected with the "Torus" voice (took like 6 weeks longer than the other chapters and all of it painful :'D)

I don't want to face a timecrunch struggle with TJ and Rose POVs (two characters who will be new to me), so I'm taking the bi-weekly update stress away and putting the 'fic on hiatus for now. But I wrote 77k before a hiatus was needed so I'm proud of that <3

We've got some 130 Prompts coming up as well as "Unicorn Years" for Origin in September (and hopefully a special Friday the 13th piece in October). In other words, FOP stuff is still bi-weekly as usual.

-> As a reminder, the 130 Prompts are posted in the order they are for a reason. You don't have to read them all if you don't want to, but extra context is always nice. If you've been dragging your feet on "Looking Back" by any chance... I might recommend that before the next update, which is "Sentry" ;)

On the "off" Friday I'm planning one-shots for various fandoms, especially shorter character studies. Really want to practice capturing a variety of voices, some quicker one-shots, and maybe I'll try some characters I don't use a lot. Or I'll be self-indulgent and focus on my faves... who knows.

Hoping to post more Come What May as well since you guys were excited to see it back <3... and it would be nice to actually finish a non-one-shot 'fic for the first time in. 7 years.

It's probably been obvious, but I also took a long hiatus from digital art. Traditional art is more comfy for me and I've been trying new digital programs, but haven't fallen in love with anything (i.e. I've been a vector artist for 10 years and moving from my safe space to different programs and styles is... painful).

I think I'm ready to start pushing my comfort zone, but be forgiving of my digital style because I'm playing around with new tools and this is a big jump for me, ha ha. I think I'm going to do some silly, low-stress fanfic doodles with very little attempt to make them look good, just testing stuff out.

I miiiiiight have a few PMV / animatic ideas, so we'll see

By nature of me posting art for my own 'fics, spoilers be upon ye if you're not up to date with my writing. Relatively recent stuff and/or stuff I consider "big" will get the #ridspoilers tag, but stuff I wrote 6+ months ago is less likely to get the tag, so that's how that goes.

-> #Dog's Life spoilers will get a unique tag because the weekly updates and drama make me say "Yeah, a special tag makes sense," so if that's a 'fic you think you want to read someday without spoilers, consider blocking that sooner rather than later :)

-> I'm also adding a #Pixels Imperfect tag to stuff from that universe (and I'll go back and add it to the chapters I already posted). "Pixels Imperfect" is the series name on AO3 for my digital gremlin Traffic SMP content (Everyone can freely wander around New Star Station outside the game and just puts on their roleplay hats when they go in, everything under this series fits under one umbrella of universe canon, etc.)

-> #Neighborhood Watch is the series name for "we take the roleplay lore seriously, this is their life, no digital world and no roleplay hat to take off" Traffic SMP content. I haven't posted anything for it yet, but I've got stuff in the works (I'm playing with a couple "making every season as canon as possible in one storyline" pieces and </3 it's big divorce speedrun hours for Clocker fam rn)

As for the other 'fics, I've been posting stuff like Origin, the 130, and Knots for 7 years and I feel okay about how that's going- I don't normally get spoiler Asks, but my general rule is to wait 1-2 weeks before I say anything spoilery on my blog. I think that's been working fine and we've got a good system, so I'm not changing anything there.

Lastly - and this is also part of the reason Factor is going on hiatus - it sounds like Traffic SMP Season 5 is just around the corner. For my followers who don't know much about this Minecraft deathmatch series, the creators only play for a few weeks - I think the shortest season was 6 weeks and the longest was 8 - and each creator puts out one episode a week (usually Friday).

So, it's a pretty short chunk of time and I don't want to be juggling too many things while it's coming out. I think this year I want to jump in and create some nice content while it's ongoing instead of just doodling off to the side and keeping it to myself... I need to dig up my old liveblog doodles I never shared, hm.

-> The traffic story canon gets reset every season (i.e. it's unscripted play, there's no continuous plot, and each season starts relationships from scratch), so if you've been enjoying any of my Traffic SMP reblogs, consider looking into it and riding that wave while episodes come out for a couple weeks and we can be hype together <3

-> Stuff for that season will be tagged #traffic spoilers, which is the tag I use across all the seasons, and I'll make a new post with my Season 5 spoiler tag once we get the name reveal.

-> As is traditional when I liveblog, I'll also use the tag #Riddle watches Traffic so you can block that too if you like. Just wanted to let people know in case I have any Traffic SMP followers who want to go in blind and don't want to risk seeing my posts before they have time to block my spoilers tag. #traffic spoilers still covers everything, including new season.

-> I also need to look into maybe switching from Traffic Life SMP as my blog tag to Traffic SMP because I think that's. the right name and it would probably be smart to tag properly... hm.

I think that covers everything I wanted to say. I'll add a list or link to my pinned post as well so people can figure out what to block for spoilers and stuff.

Thanks for enjoying my blog!

[thekitteninlove]

I haven't been in the mood for writing fanfics for quite some time now, but here's one. I'm only doing it for fun, so if it's not to your taste that's fine. Also, fyi this is smut.

Title: Tempting the barkeeper

Even though it's been only a few days since we last saw each other, I missed Dalim. I wanted to have him all to myself, but I knew he was busy at the bar now and couldn't go on a date. Well, at least I should go and see if he's okay. He's quite the popular man, so I'm sure there would be other people that are trying to steal his attention. As I thought that, an idea came to my mind. I opened my closet and chose the sexiest dress in there.

The black tight and short dress I wore was drawing the attention of more than just Dalim when I arrived at the bar. However, all I cared about at the moment was Dalim, so I went up to the bar and leaned forward on the counter to show more of my nice round breasts.

"A Martini, please" I said and noticed he appreciated the view I was giving him, which made me smile.

"My sexy princess is thirsty I see. I'll get working on your order straight away, although I must say it's quite hard to take my eyes off you now."

That was one of the reasons lots of people liked him. A compliment goes a long way.

As I drank the Martini, I watched him work and serve his costumers. I wanted to have him all to myself at least for a moment and I knew how to get his attention. I took my lipstick out of the bag and put some on my lips even though it wasn't necessary yet. Then I dropped it "by accident" and as I bent down to retrieve it my tight dress rose up my legs, revealing more that it was appropriate to show. I took my time taking back my lipstick from the floor and straightening back up. I was taken by surprise when Dalim's arms enveloped around me from behind.

"Be careful, princess, there are some wolves here who'd love to... eat you up, if you know what I mean" I heard him whisper in my ear. It seemed like my plan was a success, I got him.

"You're the only wolf I'd let myself be eaten by" I replied. His body was pressed against mine, which made me yearn for more. I pressed myself against him a bit more to stir him on. I know I was being shameless, but didn't care. If he liked it, then I didn't see a problem.

"If you keep moving your sexy body like this, I'll lose control of myself." he warned me before placing a kiss on my neck."You know I wouldn't mind that".

"I want to be the only one who sees your beautiful naked body, so... let's go upstairs" I could sense the desire in his voice.

After he told his assistant that I seemed to have a bit of a fever and he needed to take care of me we went to his room. There, he pushed me against the door and began kissing me passionately. It seemed as if he couldn't control himself anymore. His warm hand was moving slowly up my inner thigh, which was arousing me even more. He pulled away for a moment to whisper "The naughty princess isn't wearing any underwear today, hm?" then he pressed his lips against mine once again. I knew he'd like that, that's why I did it. Meanwhile, his hand was moving between my legs. The pleasure it was giving me made my body relax so much it was hard standing up. I brought one of my hands which were wrapped around his neck down to his pants to take them off.

"Mmh... I want you, Dalim".

"I want you too" he said while smirking and taking off my dress. I then wrapped my legs around his waist while his hands were under my thighs, holding me up."Try not to make too much noise, princess. I don't want them knowing what we're actually up to here. Although... they can't do anything anyway since I'm the boss".

"I'm not sure I can do that. You can put your hand over my mouth if I can't control myself anymore." I replied, knowing how good he could make me feel.

"Alright, my sexy lady" he replied as he pressed his body against mine.

I tried to suppress a moan while I felt him move inside me."Mmh... Yes..." I hoped they couldn't hear me. It got harder to keep my voice low the more he thrust into me.

Suddenly, he stopped and I protested "no, don't stop...". He carried me to the bed and laid me down. Then he put a hand on my mouth and I realized I wasn't able to stifle my moans anymore.

"The way you look right now, so wet and hot for me, really makes me lose all my cool" as soon as he said that he resumed what he was doing before, but at a faster pace. His movements were driving me nuts. I gripped the sheets as waves of pleasure coursed within me. His other hand was either gently squeezing my breast or fiddling with my nipple.

I was overcome with ecstasy as I felt my hot and sweet release. I couldn't think of anything, so I just laid there on the bed, reveling in the pleasant feeling and relaxing. Dalim laid down too next to me and we stayed like that for a while, enjoying each other's company.

After spending some time in Dalim's arms, he gave me a quick kiss and said he had to go back to work. I let him leave. After all, I got more than I intended to and he managed to relieve my "fever".

[currently-haunted]

Kinda working on an au cuz i keep procrastinating on animatic and my life...

Tap for better quality, and some details of au are under the cut (just me rumbling my ideas)

Hunter is not a grimwalker here (still no magic)

He comes from family of wild witches, who were disposed of by belos's orders. But he as a kid got saved by the previous golden guard

Stuff happened, belos had another episode of cain's syndrome, no gg again

I haven't decided yet how hunter was taken in by emperor or even if hunter is his real name, but he still becomes gg later and there's no new grimwalker, for now... (let's say belos couldn't find some ingredients)

Darius here is on full dad mode already from time he knew his mentor rescued some kind against orders

However Hunter is so reckless and not so loyal, when he finally finds out bits of truth about his family, belos and gg (from darius... maybe lilith? I haven't really thought about her role) well, the boy is ready to oppose belos

Oh yea belos did make hunter do dirty job like getting rid of... rebelious witches. Yep, not only palismen suffer here by getting their souls eaten (but no belos doesn't eat witches... that would be too much...)

Good thing later (after several mental breakdowns) it comes in handy, like emperor himself points out great additions to the opposition you just need to fake some deaths

Also good news is that belos doesn't see hunter here as "a tryout for better version of his brother who inevitably will betray him or smth", right? Belos is still horrible to him tho. Difference is that Hunter isn't so isolated and has experience with normal human witch interactions, but no worries he is still traumatized cuz that was in no way a healthy environment for child or teen, or anybody really

Oh btw for this job hunter uses mask (grim) made by abomination magic (taught to him by coven head himself with the help of his stuff at first, later flapjack).

I want to give him a dog. Or at least something close to a dog. Wait how did you guess i'm a dog person? Anyway, he calls himself Grim, because y'know demon which appears as ghosty black hound and pordends death

It's 4 am for me when i'm writing this btw

Collector prob knows that hunter is against belos here but they think it's too entertaining so they don't tell him (i mean i love watching my friends trying to figure stuff out it's probably the same). Idk about this

No ships planned except canon ones, actually most events happen like in canon but hunter meets flapjack earlier, and resistance is pretty huge already but they're laying low, okay all episodes with hunter diverge, like hunting palismen, eclipse lake, any sport in the storm and hollow mind

Yep, sibling dynamic with luz, frienemies with amity (but less angst cuz eclipse lake went different) , friends with willow, gus, skara and viney, prank buddies with twins. Grim! Hunter actually trusts owl house residents except hooty, and knows them better, but he just can't leave the emperor's coven yet because plans

Of course he fucks up somewhere and now belos suspects him. Then hollow mind happens. And if there's nothing to lose it's a great opportunity to mess with emperor's mind from inside. Hunter almost dies in the process because of course he does. That's actually the main point of this au. How much you can hurt someone in their mindspace. (The second point is wordplay on grim/grimm/grimwalker)

I really like how characters use their stuff to just attack physically like guys you can cast a fireball but you punch them with a stick? So hunter's artifical stuff also can become sharp, he deserves a knife

Fyi i came up with this au while listening to all eyes on you by smash into pieces

Basically i wanted sassy hunter with support system going against belos while giving him smth new.

[imagines-by-cleo]

Okay this is more of a long winded rant than a hot take and I'm not trying to start any fights, but I don't like how in video essays about Erwin they analyze his character as someone who is meant to serve the very specific purpose of furthering humanity.

I haven't read the manga so I'm mostly talking about the show just fyi. In the narrative of AoT they use him as an example of how you have to abandon your humanity to change the world around you but most analyses of his character stop there. Especially in deep dives of his conversation with Levi before the death charge most people tend to see him as selfish when he's having the personal dilemma of following his dream and making a last stand, ignoring the fact that it's his selflessness that prevents him from making the decision in the first place. Another thing that bothers me about the perspective that he is consumed by a single dream without any plans for his life after is that Erwin never had the privilege of having goals. His childhood essentially ended when his father died and as far as we know he didn't have any other family members that were important to him, and even though he joined the scouts to learn more about the world he probably didn't have any other options than the military in general. After being constantly surrounded by death and suffering and he learns how selfish it is to even have the one vague dream of wanting to know more and that haunts him while pursuing it.

The first scene that really drew me to his character was when he got his arm bitten off but was still ordering his soldiers to advance, that scene screamed dedication and selflessness portaying him as someone who didn't see himself as any less disposable than his comrades. Looking back on the first season this same theme is shown when Levi is leading his squad through the trees and Eren is debating on whether or not to turn into a titan and save the people getting trampled behind him, yet Levi and Eren aren't seen in the same light because it's not a matter of seeing soldiers as cannon fodder it's knowing how important their sacrifice is.

What probably bothers me the most is that the decision to not revive him is seen as the obvious choice, while I do understand that continuing life would not be a happy ending for him the reasoning typically given in a discussion for this being the better choice goes back to his being consumed by his one dream and having no other goals. Erwin is seen as obsessive for wanting to find Erens basement while Armin is seen as optimistic for wanting to see the ocean. Even if that were the case it completely undermines the tragedy of his character and his death, he was never a tool to further humanity, he was a person who never got to have the option of living a peaceful life. When he was struggling to decide between uncertain dream and dying for a future he would never see, he gave the choice to Levi ready to see ether ending through.

I do appreciate how in the new season they focus a lot more on Levi's regret about not saving him, because I always found it hard to believe that Levi who lost every single person he ever loved would pass up the chance to bring one of them back. Even knowing the consequences like how Erwin would feel guilty or how Eren would resent him it's still so narratively weak that he made that decision without the influence of other characters if he would end up regreting it the way he does later. Personally I would have had the characters physically fight over the serum only to end with Mikasa stealing it from Floch while Levi is still struggling to pick a side.

*This is about to get completely personal from here out so I would like to apologize in advance to Armin stans, but the take on this that absolutely makes me want to fight someone is that Armin was the better choice from a strategic standpoint. When people say this I have to confirm that we're watching the same show, because even though Armin is probably the most fleshed out of the main three he's a punk ass bitch compared to Erwin. People will look you dead in the eye and say that he's a better strategist than Erwin when when he cracks under pressure through the whole show while Erwin is out there overthrowing the government like that's just what you do on a Tuesday afternoon. Also people are gonna hate on Floch for his hair while Armin spent the first 3 seasons looking like coconut head from ned declassified. There is no way that can convince me seeing the ocean because you read about it in a book is a more compelling dream than proving your dead fathers conspiracy theories and unlocking the secrets of humanity, the next person to tell me that is going to be the reason I start throwing used car batteries into the ocean.*

Thank you for coming to my TED talk.

[hoaxexistence]

How I Met Your Mother.

This show inhabit a special place in my heart, and that is why my first show review here will be about it. The most controversial ending in the 21st century television. I'll start. Spoilers alert obviously.

Season 1 - We were introduced to this life of Ted Mosby. We got to know his friends, Lily, Barney, his best friend Marshall, and Robin. In this season, the audience's sympathy and feelings were with Ted. The feeling of finding someone to love and to have their feelings reciprocated equally. At some point, we were all Ted - stupid, indecisive, hopeless romantic. He's smart, supportive and loving and we saw that in the first season.

Season 2 - Since Ted is stupid, he cheated on someone for someone who isn't sure with him. Yes, last season, he cheated on Victoria for Robin. Crazy. Still, he's a great friend anyone could ask for. He never leave Marshall when Lily left and supported his sadness. In this season, I saw Barney's heart. He is more than a womanizer that he always wanted to portray. He does care. Takeaway in this season, I realized that love is something that most people search and never find that's why when you find that person you feel like you want to spend your life with, you do something about it and you keep them. Lily and Marshall proves that. And that it's not bad to chase your dreams as long you know how to weigh things. And art is life.

Season 3 - "it's funny how sometimes you just find things." In this season, Lily and Marshall started to build their own life by owning their own house (kinda redundant but who cares?). Ted, who still believe in love, dated again. Robin tried to live her life in the way she thinks suits her. The takeaway in this season is that when you have a dream, you gotta hold on to them. It can be hard, there will be obstacles along the way and we should face them because those can be the path that can lead us to where we supposed to be. Risking is not that scary if you know you got the right people with you.

Season 4 - Finding your purpose. I'm not one to talk about this topic because I personally have no idea about mine. But in this season, I felt the same way with Ted (I totally relate to him and I hate it) about what he wanted to do. It was a bumpy road for the gang in terms of their personal life and career, but in the end, Ted decided to teach (damn it, just to be clear, I never wanted to be a teacher, oh fvck, what if I end up like him?) Anyway, season takeaway: if you feel like you do not fit in to something, probably, you have to leave. Some things may be waiting for you to discover and you just haven't found it yet because you're stuck trying to push yourself into something you're not for. And you may be doing other people a favor by doing so.

Season 5 - "You can ask the universe for signs all you want. But ultimately we only see what we want to see, when we're ready to see it." A good season. Lily and Marshall's character were growing. Barney, kept his awesome self but his character keeps on showing softness which can be visible every now and then. Robin, well I personally don't like her (probably because I see myself in her, dammit) Ted, on the other hand, never stop believing in love tho he did doubt it when Stella left him at the altar and in some parts at season 2. But he's Ted Mosby, he'll start believing again. My personal favourite episode in this season I think, is 'the last cigarette ever', I don't know, I just love the friendship that was shown on that episode. Anyway, season takeaway: when you ask for a sign, that's already a sign. And you can't force your way out into something because you got to deal with them at some point.

Season 6 - "Sometimes things need to fall apart to make way for better things" yea that's the exact quote but I like to say it this way: some things fall apart so that better things can fall together. Same thought but better right? Yea, whatever. Lol. This season is full of emotions. Like a lot of emotions. I can say that the writers really outdid themselves. Marshall's father died, which I never saw coming. And tell you what, I've seen the show four times and I still cry on that scene. And Barney, he met his dad, and that scene on his dad's court, that broke me. Neil's acting was superb. Season takeaway: forgive people. Forgive yourself. Enjoy the little things. Appreciate each moment. Cherish the people who make you feel loved. Never hurt other people intentionally and make wise decisions. That's quite hard, but I guess doable.

Season 7 - "Not because something needs to be said, does it mean it needs to be heard." I don't know why I chose this quote for this season but I just did, so. Anyway, this is a good season, I loved this season, tbh. Lily gave birth to their son, Marvin. New beginnings, but Ted, somehow was still unable to settle his feelings. (I don't want to elaborate, just watch the damn show) And I hate him for being so dumb. There's this episode entitled, 'symphony of illumination' and 'tick, tick, tick' yea, those bummed me. I love how those episodes tugged my heart.

Shoot, two more seasons. Lol. Okay, FYI, it has been more than a year since I last saw the show, so everything I wrote here is based on memory and a little bit of help from ecosia so that I don't misquote them. Lol. Continue.

Season 8 - oh! this season, one of the best. The most elaborate proposal that I have ever seen. It was a blessing to the people. Jk. But, that proposal was so perfect I freakin cried. In this same season, Ted had a very touching imagination. He looked for his wife. He gave the lines - which I memorized, and told what he felt at that time and I just bawled like a baby the whole scene. It was perfectly sad and heart tugging. It was a premonition that I didn't see coming. Season takeaway: trust is important.

Season 9 - The season where most of the people were left unsatisfied. This whole freakin season revolved around Barney and Robin’s wedding. Yes, that was basically it. Jk. In this season they build up Barney and Robin’s love and then they give us the mother. It was great. Up until the last two episodes. The writers failed me. The love that they built up ended up with divorce. WTF ryt. Then the mother died. And that montage scene of her and Ted together, ugh I had nothing else to do but to let my tears flow. It was heartbreaking. Takeaway: things may not always go according to plan, life goes on and we move forward.

All in all. I was disappointed. The writers tried. And I salute them for trying and giving the audience a streched and realistic ending. Just like what I said before, It's not the destination, it's the journey. And still I love the show, all its plothole, all its bad side, all the inconsistencies, and all its flaws. I've learned a lot of lessons from it. The show has a lot of quotable life quotes. I discovered beautiful songs (the ost is superb). Discovered new shows. And it taught me how to appreciate life more. And for that I am so thankful. Here's a final quote, tho I'm still not fully confident with this:

"Because sometimes even if you know how something’s gonna end, that doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy the ride."

[lefthologramdeer]

I Can’t Do This Anymore Part 2

Words:

Warnings: none

AN: I am so sorry it has taken me so long to write something. These past few months have been stressful and crazy.

It had been a week since Y/N had left Sam and Dean at the hotel. She took her time getting back to the bunker, stopping at every roadside diner and attraction that she happened to come upon. Every day brought at least 10 phone calls from Sam, a few from Dean, and a handful of texts from Castiel.

The only people she would actually answer her phone for were Jody and Donna. She would talk to them at least twice a day, updating them on where she was, how she was doing, and also reminding them both not to tell the boys they had spoke to her.

"Honey, you have to tell Sam that you are okay. Just tell him that you made it back to the bunker safe and that you still need time to think." Jody told Y/N as she sat outside in front of the bunker.

"Well technically I made it to right outside the bunker. I haven't been able to talk myself out of the car yet." Y/N answered while fidgeting with the door handle.

  Jody audibly sighed before answering Y/N. "Listen, you are the one who said that you were going to go back to the bunker to think about everything. You told him to go home so you guys can talk. You are the one who wanted this so get your ass out of that car, take a warm shower, then call your fiance and fix things."

Y/N rolled her eyes at Jody's words but she knew she was right. Damn her she thought before she took a deep breath. "Why do you always have to be right?"

Walking into the bunker alone was weird for Y/N. As soon as she opened the door, all the memories of the last time she was there flooded her mind, making her second guess Jody's advice.

"Come on Y/N put on your big girl pants, it's just the same old bunker that you've been in hundreds of times." She told herself out loud as she walked through the darkened hallway leading to the library.

The bunker was oddly warm for no one living in it for almost a month she thought to herself as she made her way through the library towards the war room. She stopped in her tracks when she saw that the war room light was on. Slowly, Y/N took her back pack off of her shoulder and placed it on the floor, then grabbed the knife she had tucked in her boot.

Quietly she placed her back against the wall next to the door way and listened for any sign of an intruder. After a few minutes or silence she figured it was safe enough to continue through the bunker.

The war room was empty, except for the books that Sam had left on the table the last time he was there. "How different things were only a few weeks ago." She thought out loud, placing a hand on the table and shaking the memories from her head.

Y/N pushed herself away from the table and started to head for the stairs when she heard a slight banging coming from the hallway. Turning into hunter mode, Y/N went to one of the book shelves lining the war room walls and grabbed the emergency stash of salt and holy water.

I really hope she likes this, Sam thought to himself as he made his way around the bunkers kitchen. He knew Y/N for years, knew what all her favorites were but after their last fight he didn't think he knew anything anymore.

He knew he had to hurry though, Jody called him half an hour ago to let him know where Y/N was which didn't give him enough time to finish getting ready so Sam put Dean on flower duty while he did the cooking, and Cas was on fluffy blanket detail.

"Dean, you go get a dozen white roses. Cas, you go get the softest and fluffiest blanket you can find. But both of you need to hurry!" Sam ordered them around.

Dean scoffed at his younger brother and rolled his eyes. "This situation calls for a lot more than just a dozen roses and a fluffy blanket. Don't worry about it, we got this, you just handle your part."

Slowly making her way down the hallway, Y/N checked each room silently waiting for another noise to give away the location of the intruder.

The only rooms left to check were the kitchen and the holding room where they usually kept Crowley tied up. She decided to check the make shift holding cell room, "maybe we forgot to cut him loose this time.." she thought out loud.

As Sam pulled the hot pan off of the stove, he saw his phone light up from the counter. He placed the pan back on the burner and walked towards it to see who it was.

Jody: hey just an fyi, Y/N is right out side. I just talked her into going inside. You might need to hurry!

"Shit!" He shouted and dropped his phone on the tiled kitchen floor.

The holding room was surprisingly empty, which meant that there was only one more room to check. She made her way out of the room and closed the door behind her. Taking a deep breath as she stepped into the hallway, Y/N tightened her grip on the knife in her hand.

"Dean, you both need to hurry. Jody just texted me that Y/N is right outside." Sam whispered into the phone that was resting between his ear and shoulder.

"Would you calm down Sammy, everything is already taken care of. Cas and I are waiting in the garage to hear the good news. Now take a deep breath and go win your woman back."

When Y/N got closer to the kitchen, she could see that the light was on. "Someone really broke into the bunker to steal our food?" She whispered to herself. She inched her way closer to the open doorway, stopping to rest her head against the door trim.

She tried to figure out when her plan of attack should be on the intruder in her kitchen but when she heard someone cough, her plan went out the window and she charged at whatever was in there.

Her body met the intruder's with a hard thud as they both lost their balance and fell to the floor. As they both fell   Y/N's knife got knocked out of her hand and went crashing to the floor. She cursed under her breath and braced herself for the fall.

The intruders body hit the ground first, causing Y/N to slam right into their chest. "Fuck!" She shouted as she felt one of her ribs crack and she fumbled to get herself up off the floor.

Finally gaining her balance, she stood over her intruder, placing a boot to their chest. "Who are.....Sam?"

Sam realized who it was as soon as she charged threw the door way. He felt bad for not saying anything as soon as he heard something crack but as soon as she stood up, the kitchen light enveloped her head like a halo and he was too mesmerized to speak.

"Sam?" Y/N asked confused. "Why are you sneaking around the bunker like you broke in?"

"Surprise." Sam answered as he pushed himself up onto his elbows.

Y/N rolled her eyes and backed away bringing her hand to her side. "Surprise, really? Surprise what? Surprise here's a heart attack!" She yelled down to him.

"Can you at least help me up before you start yelling at me." Sam laughed and he out stretched his hand for her to grab.

Y/N stared at his hand for a second before she grabbed his hand, letting him pull himself up. "I'm pretty sure my rib is broken, so thank you for that." She told him after he was standing right side up.

"I thought you would realize it was me before you attacked, but I should have known the hunter in you would attack first and ask questions later." Sam chuckled.

"Yeah, you should have." Y/N answered him, slight annoyance in her voice.  "So why did you decide to give me a heart attack and break my rib?" She asked as she leaned against the counter.

"I'm sorry you got hurt, that wasn't my intention at all. Jody has been calling me with updates and told me that you were on your way home.  So we raced home to get here before you. I wanted to surprise you with dinner, and then talk afterwards."

"Jody told you? I asked her and Donna not to tell you guys anything."

"Don't be mad at her, I begged her to tell me." Sam answered, taking a step towards her. "Why don't you go get changed into something comfy while I finish dinner. We can eat and then talk, okay?"

Y/N grabbed the bag she said left in the library and headed up the stairs to her room. It had been a long week of driving and she couldn't wait to peel off her jeans and throw on some sweats. 

As soon as Y/N reached her bedroom door, she saw a faint glow coming from underneath it. She pushed the door open slowly and her jaw fell to the floor. Her entire bedroom floor was covered in white rose petals, tea lights outlined her bed and a basket full of candles and a giant fuzzy blanket laid on the corner of her bed.

"Oh my Chuck." She whispered as she tried to take everything in. She dropped her bag on the floor and stared at the scene in front of her. "He's really trying hard isn't he?" She asked herself out loud as she headed for the bathroom to wash her face. 

The same faint glow came from under the bathroom door, causing herself to giggle. "Oh yeah, he's definitely trying hard." She added as she opened the door.

Floating candles were lit and waiting for her in an already drawn bath. "I swear, if that water is still warm..." she trailed off, bringing herself to the edge of the tub.

She placed a hand in the tub and quickly pulled it out. "How the hell?" She yelled as she pulled her hand away.

Y/N heard a muffled laugh in response coming from downstairs, causing her to smile. "Maybe I should hear him out."

"Dinner was amazing Sam, thank you for cooking." Y/N smiled as she took both of their plates off the table and walked them to the sink.  And thank you for the bath...and the rose petals." She giggled.

"Don't thank me, your room and bathroom was all Dean and Cas. I haven't even seen it yet." Sam replied as he went to go meet her by the sink. "I uh..have been wanting to apologize to you since the night you left." Sam started, watching Y/N for any sign of her not wanting to have the conversation right now.

Y/N hopped up on the counter by the sink and nodded her head for Sam to continue.

"I know I should have called you that night and told you how the hunt was going. And not just that night, every night. I know you get worried when Dean and I go out on a hunt. I'm sorry for making you worry."

"Thank you for your apology."Y/N said, as she took a deep breath before continuing. "Honestly, that's all I've ever wanted from you. I know that hunting is what you have been doing since you were a kid, I'm not doubting your skills at all. I know you can handle yourself out there, but I still worry about you both. You don't even have to call, just a short text saying that you are okay is all I need and then we can talk about the hunt when you get home."

Sam took a step towards Y/N, moving her legs so he could stand in between them. "I promise to text you hourly updates while we are on a hunt. I promise to call you if things are really bad." Sam told her, moving closer to Y/N and resting his palms on her thighs. He felt her legs shudder under his touch, and moved his face closer to her.

Y/N could feel Sam's hot breath on her lips, and it took everything in her not to jump off the counter and onto him. "Do you promise to never have to share a room with Dean and Cas again?" She winked at him.

"I can definitely promise that."

Y/N couldn't take the tension anymore, she wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his middle.

"Does this mean that we are okay?" Sam asked, raising his eyebrow.

"Oh, we are more than okay." She answered before she attacked his face with kisses. "Now let's go put that warm bath to good use." She winked playfully.

Sam lifted Y/N off of the counter and into his arms, heading for her bathroom. "One more question though." Sam said. "Are you still my fiance?"

"I never stopped."

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[warnerbro]

can't keep my hands to myself.

Boo: [So Boo's walking. FINALLY. He feels like he can run. He can, but he's supposed to take it easy. RigHT. He's out and about. Buying groceries. Cleaning his parent's house, working on the plants outside. I guess it's summer? Cilla's apparently has been around, and I'm sure they've agreed to hang out, which is what they are doing??? She walks up. There is a grin. Because it never fades okay. And somehow they've never touched upon that last conversation at lunch right? right. But I'm sure like Celine Dion it all came back, and yeah, Boo's totally remember why, how and exactly when he fell in love Cilla all over again. And it's painful, because he knows he should stay away but fight him, he won't. So she's walked up, Boo gives her a ~Hey, and crossed his arms over his chest.]

Cilla: [Cilla's walking a veRY thin line right now, heading over to Boo's parents' place again and again, especially with her fiance not knowing that that's what she's doing, but now that it was the position she'd put herself in, she couldn't imagine wanting to change it. It wasn't like she was doing anything wrong. They were just friends again, that was all. Donnie would freak out over just that, but that didn't make it wrong. Just friends. No big deal, right? None. So, she comes up to the house, and sees Boo, that big grin on his face as usual nowadays, and she gives a soft smile back.] ~Hey back.

Boo: So, i'm gonna need you to change your shoes. [he looks down at her feet.] No holes in my grass. Fresh new, nice grass. [There's a sigh and an ulterior motive. An idea in mind-- because member that one lake? they gOIN.]

Cilla: [She looked down in confusion, then right back up to Boo.] You say that like I bought an extra pair of shoes with me. [GOD THE LAKE I DIE.]

Boo: Well I'll just have to carry you then. [because when isn't he carrying Cilla at this point?]

Cilla: [And, as I'm sure it has multiple times in these past few months, her face heats up.] You're supposed to ~take it easy~, Boo.

Boo: [he shakes that big head of his,] Nope. Don't believe in that. Plus, I'm sure I could run a mile right now. But I did have some plans in mind. [ ... for us.......... to hang out.... only.... no other ideas... i swear. ]

Cilla: [She doesn't care, she still feels concern. Like, geez, dude. R E S T.] Plans, huh~? [There is a /hint/ of innuendo in her voice, but honestly, she doesn't mean for it to be that way.] Alright, then. Just don't hurt yourself.

Boo: [So he makes her cover her eyes the whole way fyi, though I'm sure she's been here reCENTLY WITH DONNIE IRPRIp, and I don't know how they get there. maybe cil just walks like a normal person, maybe boo carries her, maybe they take a car because i'm sure it's not actually walking distance but either way Cilla has a blindfold okay. And they arrive because fastFORWARD. ]

Cilla: [Her eyes are still covered I'm presuming, and she's getting this air of deja vu, because this has totally happened before, and she's being lead by Boo, I suppose. She has an idea of what this might be, because, okay, Boo. I see you. But not really, I'm blindfolded.] Can I take this off now?

Boo: HOld, on. Just a minute, Cil. [ so he hurrieS AND CIRCLES THE CAR, OPENS HER DOOR.] now. [REMOVES THE BLINDFOLD. AND LET'S SAY THERE IS A NICE SUNSET LAKE In FRONT OF HER GDI.]

Cilla: [The blindfold drops, and YUP, it's the lake. Good deja vu instincts. She gets this REALLy big smile on her face, because, no, she probably hasn't been here in awhile. Take that. Then she turns her smile from the pretty sunset, back to Boo.] You dweeb.

Boo: [car door slam.] Says the one who was just wearing a blindfold...............................

Cilla: [And she's just gonna INFORM HIM of the fact that it's been awhile.] I haven't been here in ages.

Boo: [So i'm gonna say they are walking towards now? he picks at some plants along the way sure.] Before I moved back home, I would have said the same thing. [ NEW YEARS EVE ] I had forgotten how great it is. How pretty the sky gets, when you're gone for so long you just lose a certain appreciation for some things [THINGS AND YA MAYBE HE MEAN SPEOPLE. OR ONE SPECIFIC ONE WHO IS RIGHT NEXT TO HIM MHM.]

Cilla: Yeah, it's gorgeous. [And she's nodding in agreement with him, and though Parrish sees that double meaning, Cilla does not.] It's like practically nothing's changed. Like, all this time, and it all feels-- looks the same.

Boo: [did i mention he's carrying a blanket, because he is. and they are gonna sit. okay. well he does at least. he leaves room for her. let's watch the sunset k. he nods at her words, though, I'm sure he disagrees to much of an extent. Things are completely changed. And somewhere along all of that time spent away from Cilla and the lake, it's almost too much of a memory that once was. It's something he definitely wants back, but he doesn't press.] It feels the same... [he agREES to tHA TFINE.]

Cilla: [Yup. And that's really all she meant. That it feels the same, but she backtracked on herself yikes. So, she takes a seat on the blanket, almost wearily, because, sitting on a blanket at sunset together? Yikes again. There she is, looking at the pretty sunset, contemplating what the hap is fuckening. She's gonna contemplate and enjoy the view. Sorry bro.]

Boo: [fine we can do silence. we can do painful silence. Because Boo can just sit on with her while contemplating ALL of his horrible life choices especially where they all started... which was ThanKSGIVING A LONG TIME AGO.]

Cilla: [Cilla is now growing tense under thIS WEIGHTY SILENCE, because silences... never good, man. Sometimes worse than screaming. Yup. She shifts a little uncomfortably, throwing a side-glance at Boo who doesn't really seem all that fazed by the fact that they are /just sitting there/. 12 years ago this would have been no problem; normal even. Now it spoke volumes more-- because was he in the middle of thinking too hard too? Geez. More silence growing on.]

Boo: [he feels said side glance, k, he chooses to ignore it for awhile, as his eyes are pressed on the sunset in front of him, but he's having his quiet time. Contemplation runs wild, because yes, he is thinking way too hard, as I'm sure he has been since he tore his god damned acl, and so finally addressing Cilla's side glace he speaks.] What..? [there's a half smile half laughter because stop being weird]

Cilla: [She's torn away from her hap fuckenings because of Boo's voice, and so she turns to him, shifting yet again so she's angled towards him fully.] I'm just-- thinking. I don't know.

Boo: Oh. [he sighs a little too contently because nothign can ruin this moment for him. okay. he's happy. watching the sunset with his old best friend.] Penny for your thoughts?

Cilla: [She sighs, not so contently, because she's SO LIKE, WTF TO EVERYTHING, AND SHE CAN'T GET OVER IT.] I... don't know, Boo. I don't know. I'm thinking about too much. I don't know.

Boo: So... stop thinking? [ya because life's so easy when you're boo warner.]

Cilla: [Nothing but a straight up look of 'are you joking'?]

Boo: [he laughs.] Fine. [retract because bad advise.] What are you thinking about?

Cilla: [She pauses. What exactly does she want to divulge about her thoughts? Geez.] I don't know. This. Right now. Everything. I don't know.

Boo: [it doesn't occur to him, any one of her thoughts. They do not occur to him, because all this time it was one sided. His resurfacing memories-- it was just his guilt, his regret all coming back.] I... [hopefully it was.] I feel it too. [ he picks at some grass at the edge of the blanket I'ms ure.]

Cilla: ... What do you feel? [that's what you get. just that.]

Boo: Just... Memories. [there's a shrug.] That's it. [downcast look. he goes quiet because that's what you get.]

Cilla: [She sighs, because she thought maybe she was getting somewhere as far as him explaining why she was suddenly someone he wanted to see after all of this time, but, of course. No dice. So, maybe she needed to be more straightforward?] Boo... It's not like it was. That's-- clear. What-- What changed? [she didn't even look at him asking this question. I'm sure the sun's down by this point. I guess, so like, harder to see facial expressions now.]

Boo: ["What's changed?"] Ha. [There's a chuckle, a silent one, and maybe only air comes out of his mouth, as that question completely baffles him.] I think that's the thing. [he stares off into the sunset, as I'm sure they are avoiding eye contact.] Nothing ever changed for me, Cilla.

Cilla: [She shakes her head at that, too quickly. Way too quickly, like she's trying to press the escape button on the metaphorical computer of life, yes.] No, don't... Don't say that. You--... [she paused, taking in a breath. and suddenly she became much more serious. more allie on a dock in the rain kind of serious.] Then why? Why didn't you try to fight for me? Why didn't you say something-- other than-- other than how much you couldn't stand me. I know I didn't make it easy, but--... but that didn't change anything for me either! [we are the epitome of allie rn.]

Boo: You didn't make it easy??? You didn't make it easy? Ha. You made it really god damn hard, Cilla! [gives her an ARE YOU SERIOUS look because?!?] You'd made up your mind about me based off of one stupid mistake. [hands in his hair old boo warner is coming because omg he's gonna puLL HIS HAIR OUT ALL OVER AGAIn.]

Cilla: You don't have to remind me of the things I did. I remember. And I know all the things I said, and I know all the things I did, Boo, but... Just because I said one thing, it didn't mean that it was over for me. And it wasn't. It wasn't over for me! And I waited for you for /so long/. But now it's-- [she glances down at her engagement ring and then back to Boo.] it's too late. [she shrugs, probably holding back patented Cilla tears.]

Boo: Well guess what, Princess, it wasn't over for me, either. [deADPAn.] If that wasn't completely obvious. No matter what you did, no matter how much I tried to... No matter which Rocket got in the way...[ his weight on his now shakey palms bcs hearing this is, let's be completely honest, is music to Boo's ears. Not her tears-- though, he sure was used to them by now, but GDI, that was all he needed to hear for what was to come next.] It's not too late. [ shaking his HEAD BCS NOPE, and just to show her that is completely undeniably not over, he's gonna grab that stupid pretty face of hers and kiss those god damn lips.]

Cilla: [The back of Cilla's mind was screaming, but there was an even louder screaming coming from the front of her mind, blocking the things in the back that were saying 'stop while you're ahead'. Because, honestly, all she'd wanted to hear all these years were those words coming from him. She was ready to respond, but before she could realize what was going on, Boo was kissing her. And as much as she wanted to tell herself that she should stop, she couldn't. She just pressed further into him, because it'd been 12 years too long, man.]

Boo: [HERE WE GO AGAIN. With his hands in Cilla's hair there is some much kissing going on. and on a blanket, in front of the lake and the sun is going down. She's pressed all to close, and his heart is beating so hard and loud in his chest, that the only way to silence it, was too pull her closer. Yes, he'd die happy, there, and then, rolling around on a blanket and kissing the love of his life RIP.]

Cilla: [THERE IS BLANKET ROLLING AND SO MANY KISSING, and yes, all thoughts except for the ones about book warmer are all gone from her mind, just like that. She's weak, swooning even. But, nope. We can't continue this here. Because book warmer needs to do some lifting in this situation. SO. She pulls back, almost a mirror from Christmas, minus the snow. But that same ~look~ is there.] Take me back to your house.

Boo: [and as much as Boo wants to go on, as much as he wanted to continue everything good that was going on there on that goddamn blanket. He doesn't. All he needed was that one kiss to prove Cilla was right, and he got it, right? And maybe that oNE just so happened to turn into more than a kiss, and maybe she WAS looking at him with those big beautiful eyes, so just like normal old Cilla Dodgeson always had-- she left him breathless, weak, and completely under her spell. Huffing for air, and trying to still his heart, he nodded. So he stopped. He shook his head, he pulled away, and let out an inaudible groan and himself sure. He stared at her. His lips on a raging fire because they had been deprived of something so great, but rose to his feet, and held out his hand for her. like come on let's go find a kitchen table instead.]

Cilla: [So, without another word, she grabbed his hand and stood from the blanket. Logic, at this point, is all but turned off for Cilla, as it tended to do when it came to *coughcough* physicality with Boo Warner. So, she waited for him to lead the way, breathin all heavy, and all excited for the kitchen table. Yup.]

Boo: [So he leads her to the car, holding her hand all the way there. He stop to open the car door for her, but I'm just gonna say before letting her step in he gives her one more kiss. just becAUSE HE CAN. So the car ride I'm sure is going to be painfully silent, and so they arrive back home. Boo pulls into the drive way, and ya he's going to sit there and stare at her again. Keys out of the ignition. He sighs and plants them eyes on her, and gives her a look, like are we doing this.]

Cilla: [She doesn't ALLOW herself to turn her thinking back on, even while she's just sitting in the car. That would be far too dangerous. But, when the car stops, and Boo just looks at her, she reads that unspoken question, and with the biggest sigh, she says nothing, but she just grabs him by the shirt and pulls him towards her, pressing lips together, and holding that kiss for at least twelve long, hard seconds. Then she pulls back, raising an eyebrow like, 'dOES THAT ANSWER YOUR QUESTION']

Boo: [Boo Warner had never felt so in over his head in his life, that was until Cilla kissed him once more. Just as a car ride was easy to calm him, there were her lips to remind him of everything he had missed out on. And as cruel that reminder happened in a car of all places, the look in her eyes sealed his fate. So she pulled away, and he pulled on the car door handle, and he was out in a matter of seconds, because there was no more waiting. they weren't kids anymore, there wasn't time to waste. He had a lady to kiss, even more, so when he circled back around the car to meet her, he pressed his lips so hard against hers, that sure she was raised up, and sure he was definitely lifting her up and it wasn't BEFORE LONG UNTIL makING OUT against the car got old, so there they go ACROSS THE ThreSHOLD OF HTE WARMER RESIDENCE, and torn acl? NOPE, against, the car, against the front doorway, and YEP.]

Cilla: [Again, everything seemed to be calling back to when they were teenagers. The car, the way she felt, the way she was being lifted up into Boo's arms, the fear that something was going to interrupt them. Everything was the same. She was no longer in control. Every action was a reaction to Boo, and yup, she was against a doorway. Was she now trying to get clothes off? You guessed it. Difficult, given she's pressed against a door. But she's trying with all of her might to get some form of clothing off. Oooooooh boy.]

Boo: [Where were his clothes? Mostly gone, yep. Her's? Surely, some were being ripped off now? And where were they? It was hard to keep track from all the bumping into furniture, and into hallways and out of them. There weren't words to express 1. how passionately, 2. how carefully, and 3. how intensely that boy-- or rather full grown man was handling that lady. There were too many emotions boiling over and he'd be cruel to stiffle any of it from that woman, so he didn't. With every kiss, with every touch, with every breath, he made sure that she was aware of how exactly he was feeling, felt, and would always feel. As there were so many emotions for her in the past- he'd admired her, he loved her, he hated her, but in every moment of his life, he'd always just wanted her. He was thankful that there on that kitchen table she was giving herself to him, or rather-- just her clothing, sh, in returen and surely if she wanted to she could take his heart and lock it away in that old locket of hers, seal it shut, and toss away the key. Just like their first time, just like every other time they had spent together with their bodies entwined it would never be enough to fully express how much that wonderful human being meant to him. So he placed careful nibbles at the nape of her neck as the wooden table served as a pillow to his head, I GUESS>]

Cilla: [Her head was swimming. With what? Too many things, and all of them about how she was feeling in this moment. Emotionally, that is. (Though...) She couldn't keep track of where they were, where various pieces of clothing had fallen, when the last time she took a breath in was... She was lost; one hundred percent, completely lost. And, really, it all felt too much like a dream. (One that she'd had-- too many time over the past 12 years.) But it had to be real. It had to. Because while it felt like a dream, it also felt too /real/ to not be reality. The dreams never felt like this; never had this much pure emotion. Because, suddenly, she was sixteen again, and every touch Boo gave felt like the first one all over again, and it was like she was floating. Because, everything made her remember just /how much/ it had never been over, or would ever be over. It made her realize that this was an inevitability. So, when his lips moved to her neck, giving her a chance to speak, though completely breathless, here we go--] I want to make you-- forget you've ever /ever/-- been with anybody else. It's just me.

Boo: [She spoke, and her words sent tingles up his spine. TINGLES. HELP. BUT Little did she know that it was already just her. Or it would be, from now until he was old and dead. Nail in the coffin, as he nodded, because, Princess, go on, and make me forget, k. so in between breaths his lips found their way back to hers, and his hands surely pinned hers against that stupid dumb kitchen table-- until finally he scooped her back up in his arms and they were moving again, and headiNG toWARDS THE BEDROOM. with her legs wrapped tightly around his waist, help bye. ican't]

Cilla: [Ups-a-daisy she goes, wrapped up around him again in a lovely quick trip to the bedroom, with lots of kisses along the way. Then she's on a bed, and now that she's not pinned down somewhere, she's going to take this opportunity to roll herself on top, and this is where the forgetting starts, because boy howdy, she's not a little sixteen year old anymore, damn it. She is a GROWN-ASS WOMAN, and she knows what she's doing. So, her hands are going to his hair, and her lips are going to his neck. And forget chaste pecks, son. That's not happening here. Nope. The goal here is to leave Cilla marks. M a n y Cilla marks. This is her territory. Deal with it.]

Boo: [So, sure, there they went, crashing down into the soft mattress, or rather-- there went Boo. He was joined,of course, and in her natural state, Cilla Dodgeson was driving Boo Warner completely insane. Mark after each and every mark, he grew restless, and it probably showed as his fingers were completely tangled in her hair. So he dealt with it. Yeah, because he had to, but it wasn't for long, as he was determined to rip the remaining clothes off of that woman. And once they were, he kissed her once more. It was a peck of a kiss, and he pulled away to catch his breath, but somewhere in between, his eyes landed on hers, and even more so, it all came flooding back. The memories. That feeling inside of him, that juvenille, young feeling of complete happiness-- the one feeling he'd lost so long ago, when he lost her. It came back. So he stared for as long as patience allowed, until he finally kissed her, tenderly as he pressed her closer to him and definitely rolling them over and definitely bye]