#or just didn't tell misha so he couldn't tell us

[youchangedmedestiel]

You don't know how to write a fix it fic after episode 15x18 "Despair"? Let me help you a little bit (well it's more like let Jensen help you with one of his songs):

Dean would still hope deep deep deep down that Cas would come back because he always did. He came back once from the Empty maybe he can do it again.

"How far will you go You should know You'll be on my mind Said you were leavin' But never said when you'd be comin' back home and I can't wait another day"

But Dean would also miss him and feel miserable without him. He would feel empty and would no longer want to live.

"Ride with me Round the lakeside Got a raincoat and a veil It's been so long since you went away Took all of your lovin' and left me with nothin' and When you go What a shame"

And Dean would think that he deserved to lose Cas and that it was his fault the angel died. He would remember all those memories and wouldn't believe he didn't see Cas's love for him. He, who always thought his love was unrequited, would realize how wrong he was.

"Maybe I deserved it To be left this way I'm not sure How I was so blind"

Dean would want Cas's love back, would want Cas back. But if he comes back he might become insane from the fear to lose him again or simply because he will be consumed by this love or just that he would lose his mind if Cas had to keep his love for himself again (lots of possibilities for this one).

"All I know's that if you return it And kept it here to stay I'd lose my mind I'd lose my mind"

Despite the lack of will to live, despite thinking this is what he deserves, despite the fear, despite all that, he would try anything to get him back from the Empty. He would go to the end of the world for him.

"Cause you know I'd go to the end of the world for you To the end of the world for you"

[wellofdean]

Fellas, this quote from Jensen over the weekend... I LIVE!

"There's few people that, when the cameras are rolling, you get to truly create moments that aren't on the page, and it's hard sometimes to find rhythm and cohesiveness with everybody you work with, and when you find the rare person that can...play at a level that makes you want to be better, it's almost like a high, that when the creative juices are flowing, and you are making moments that you maybe didn't even plan to be there, "happy accidents" we used to call 'em, of emotion, or between the lines nuance moments, and I think there's a reason that the story of Cas and Dean skewed to where it was, because I kept being able to have that creative ignition with Mish, when those cameras were rolling that made me a better actor, and made me want to find that even more."

First, what I nice thing to say about Misha! It must be super embarrassing to sit next to a guy who is just singing your praises like a bird all the time.

Second, I know there are those in the fandom who will sieze on the word "accident" and think yeah, it was all just Jensen things, he wants to sit in Misha's lap and twirl his hair, and like...ok, maybe! But, what interests me here is his use of the word 'cohesiveness' and the end, where he is saying that those moments arose because playing opposite Misha made him better at acting, and better at finding nuance and communicating what was not on the page.

I've been thinking a lot about the cohesiveness Supernatural has despite all the writers room/showrunner turnover, because in some ways, particularly character ways, it is REALLY cohesive, and I think a lot of that is down to the actors, and A LOT of what is down to the actors is Jensen, because he is clearly very invested in Dean, and cares a lot about getting Dean right. I mean, he played this complicated, fascinating guy on this silly genre show with his whole heart for 15 years, which is AMAZING and humble and beautiful of him, if you ask me. And I think a lot about how he made Dean so cohesive.

Making a TV show or a film is not just playing out the scenes in order -- it's stopping, resetting, starting again, waiting around, starting, reshooting, etc. And, it really isn't just straightforwardly an emotional journey. I think people really underestimate the professionalism involved, and how fucking great at it Jensen is. What this quote tells me is that moments between Cas and Dean were cathected and emotional in ways he couldn't have predicted, but he KNEW what he was playing, what he was trying for, and that Misha, as an actor, helped him find what he needed to convey in ways he didn't expect and which were a little bit of creative magic. Cas and Dean's story went the way it did because Misha helped him be better at finding nuance and emotion in Dean that wasn't in the words he was there to say, but WAS in Dean.

Guys, I love. Jensen is so not a dumbass. He is so thoughtful in commenting on Dean and I am HERE FOR IT. I have so many questions! Like, I have never been to a con, and kind of feel like it would be embarrassing? But, I have so many questions.

[ender-nogard]

What if all the characters from ride the cyclone represent the 7 deadly sins?

Ocean - pride

• She is an overachiever

• She sees herself on top/most important in the human pyramid

• She tries to be the center of attention every chance she gets.

•She tells everyone that she is the best no mater what.

Noel - lust

•He sings about being a sex worker

•He makes a few innuendos when he's on stage

•There is no good way to phrase without it sounding off, but most representations of the sin of lust tend to be attracted to the same sex, Noel is a gay man.

Misha - Wrath

• "meet Misha, the angriest boy in town"

• "I only have 2 emotions, rage, and passion"

• He cusses the most

• He is the most defensive about almost everything (example: when he kisses Noel and says it's normal, when he is defending his girlfriend)

•He yells at the choir

•He's mad he'll never meet his fiancee in life

•He's mad at his life is unfair (his mom died, and his adopted family shuns him)

Constance - Gluttony

•Her song is "sugar cloud"

•Her family runs a bakery

•She looks back on the food she ate (cupcakes, pizza night)

•She was over consuming 18+ content

•She wanted to experience sex before she died because she saw so much porn she wanted to experience it and even though it didn't hurt her physically it hurt her mentally

•remember gluttony is over consumption, it doesn't always have to be food.

Jane - Envy

•She comes off as extremely jealous about other people's life

•In her song she asks god why she had to die without any memories, and without any loved ones

•The other members got what she didn't, a proper funeral.

•When she gets the name Savannah she asks for the greenest eyes, green represents envy ( @zhemchuzhina-x said this first)

Karnak - greed

•I have no other reason to say this besides that he is extremely expensive, he is a novelty fortune machine, those get expensive.

•In order to use Karnak you need to insert money, because he is a carnival machine.

•Carnivals are very expensive in general, they raise the price of food, they use cheap materials to make money and it works 99.9% of the time.

•Because of the negligence of the carnival, probably because they didn't wanna pay for professionals, the main 6 died.

Ricky - sloth

•Ricky could make make friends, and did, but he was off in his world

•Obviously Ricky couldn't help being the way he was, but one could assume he was at home/ watching movies more than other kids his age, which is reminiscent of the sin of gluttony.

•Ricky is chill af, he lets bygones be bygones, and he doesn't care what people do until they become dicks, but besides that Ricky is mellow af.

Virgil - angel

•Virgil was the name of the angel in Dante's inferno, a story about a man going through all the circles of hell.

•Virgil kills Karnak and himself, which could be a typical sin, but also seen as selfless because he kills a "sin" (Karnak), plus Virgil was a rat so he didn't really mean to kill both of them on purpose.

Obviously I could be wrong, nobody fits perfectly into just one category as humans are complicated creatures, Ricky and Noel could be switched along with Constance. I just noticed things while watching RTC and wanted it to fit my OCs. Add whatever you want, or switch around characters to make this theory fit how you see RTC.

[hunterevie]

Something non-Destiel related for a bit. But it is related to Supernatural.

I’ve mentioned a couple of times my dad died. It's only been 6 weeks and it doesn't feel any easier. I'm thinking about him a lot at the moment, and how engaged he was when I spoke of the show and my convention experiences.

I started watching Supernatural as soon as it aired in the UK. I’m a horror fan so it was right up my street. I normally watched it on my own late in the evening.

There was a day when my dad watched it with me. His first words were ‘oh that’s why you watch it.’ Literally as Jensen and Jared popped on the screen. Obviously, teenage me denied it profusely. I did genuinely watch for the story, but two cute leads also helped.

It was the only time we watched it together before I fell out of love with it in my 20s around S5.

I started watching again when I was in my 30s after Jensen was announced as being on The Boys (I love The Boys!). During the rewatch, I fell in love with Cas and started to understand Destiel.

I attended my first convention in 2023. I had missed out on Jensen being in my home town, so thought I'd take a holiday to Dusseldorf to attend Purcon 7.

I told my dad I was planning on attending this convention, and he remembered it was a show I enjoyed as a teenager. He seemed shocked it lasted so long, and that I was watching again. But happy that I was doing something I would enjoy.

I attended 4 conventions over the last year, and he’d always be the first to ask how they were. Wanting to know if I had a good time, what it was like. Whether the actors were nice. If they said anything about the pieces I got signed. Stuff like that.

The weekend before Purcon 8, I was with my parents. My dad was still in the recovery stage of his radiotherapy and was ill, but pretty bright otherwise. I remember telling him I'd visit again in a couple of weeks and tell him all about the holiday and convention. Hopefully give him something a bit more positive to think about for a little while.

I didn't know that it would be my last conversation with my dad.

He was put into an induced coma 12 hours before I was due to fly to Germany. That morning I had conversations with my mum, who told me to go. That we didn't know at the time what would happen and I would just be at home worrying about him. So I did.

It was on the morning of Purcon 8 that I found out he had brain damage caused by a mistake in A&E. That he wouldn't come back to us and it wasn't even because of the cancer. I was in pieces. I found a corner of the hotel and just sat there crying because I couldn't get the strength to do anything else. I somehow found it when I needed to get my auto with Misha and photos with Misha and Jensen though.

I managed to ask Jensen for a hug, because I needed one after that news. Not Misha though. I love the guy but he still intimidates the living shit out of me sometimes, and I'm convinced he may not like me.

When I did get home my dad was still in a coma and I did as promised. I told him all about my holiday. About the convention. How I summoned the courage to ask Jensen for a hug, and tell Misha about the promotion I got working on something really important politically.

Afterwards, I cried because I knew it would be the last time I would get to talk to him about one of my favourite shows, and my convention experiences. It broke my heart.

Anyway, I don't really know where my point was with all this. I just was reminiscing. If you have read, thank you for letting me get it all out, and here are some photos of my holiday I could never show my dad. (Which is even more gut wrenching, as we did share a love of photography).

If you've never visited Dusseldorf and the surrounding cities, I recommend it. It's so beautiful around there.

[crackers4jenn]

Okay, now that it's the next day and my brain isn't just a swirling hormone cyclone of horny Looney Tunes noises I wanted to recap Misha's live show a little more thoroughly for my own memories, since you couldn't take photos or record.

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I went with a friend who's only experience of the spn fandom is via me trauma dumping on her about it. She's seen some of the show, post-Nov 5th, but she didn't develop any sort of attachment or, you know, "mild liking" to it at all. She gave up several seasons in and declared her life all the better for it. Fair! An appropriate response, actually.

But because of this, she didn't really have an idea of what to expect from the show. Same here - I mean, I figured there was going to be a comedic element to it - but that was as specific as my understanding got. I've been watching spn con panels online for years and years, though, so I knew going in what Misha's on stage humor was like, what sort of jokes he'd probably tell. She went in blind, and she did have a fun time, but her first takeaway after was "that was.... interesting." 😂

Okay, so first of all! The venue was separate from the con, we got there a little before 7 when they were supposed to open the doors, with the show starting at 7:30. Instead, we got let in late, but most people seemed pretty chill about it. I will say, waiting in line wasn't my fave. It was very loud, we were right by the bar, there was music playing, everyone was using their Outside Voices. With my voice so hoarse, I could barely talk with my friend without her first going "What????" so I definitely wasn't making pals with anyone around. But I did overhear quite a few people who had shown up solo who were finding other people to talk to. So if you're going to a future show by yourself and you're worried about feeling anxious or awkward or lonely, don't! The fandom is friendly, they'll make you comfortable. Even with my standoff-looking ass being so quiet, people were still complimenting my hair (up in space buns) and socks (strawberries) and being generally really nice.

The first part of Misha's show was a little clunky. He came out, uttered the words "enormous cock" about his newborn self, and it took some time for him to find his pace. But after about, I don't know, ten minutes, he seemed less awkward and more comfortable being up there stared at by so many people.

He talked about his mom dressing him as a girl when he was young; painting his nails, growing his hair long, putting him in tights. How this meant that, as a child, he thought he was going to grow up to be a woman. He also talked about how this meant he was a bit of a freak in his blue collar North Eastern hometown, and he got beat up because of it.

He mentioned his mom's activism, in ways that both positively and negatively impacted him. There were quite a few tales of close calls with drugs, of a childhood sleeping in tents, of being poor, of moving constantly, of being encouraged to not live by societal rules. When he talked about his mom, there was always a lot of fondness, and at the end of the show, he was straight up tearing up reading a newspaper article about her.

He talked about getting a boner in his first sex scene, when he had a role on 24. His partner in the scene wrote "hi, Misha" on her pasties and that apparently did it for him. This story was obviously rife with "my dick is so big" jokes.

He also talked about sneaking into a Hollywood Oscar's party v. early on in his career (as in, before he had one) and mingling with the likes of Jude Law (who, of course, was at a urinal next to him admiring his enormous cock) and Brad Pitt, and Chloe Sevigny giving him her number.

He talked about his kids a bunch. His divorce was turned into a punchline or two. (But never directed at his ex-wife 💖) He brought up his new girlfriend, so I had to sit there and endure the "I bought a sex toy for my long distance lady that she mistook for a birthday present for her kid" story, which!!! I knew was coming, that's something I had heard about from previous shows. And lemme say: uncomfortable to read those words, even MORE uncomfortable to listen to him admit it aloud in front of an audience that was half cringing, half cackling.

There were a couple points where he forgot where he was going with the story he was telling, or where he kind of just spaced out, or he played up the awkwardness. And it was all very charming! He's just a charismatic guy, he's got a great stage presence. The event was like a one-man stage production slash autobiographical comedy show, and somehow him oscillating between poignant sincerity and dick humor really worked. Probably because of the aforementioned charisma. And also that he's smoking hot. I mean!! I went paragraphs upon paragraphs without saying it, so I feel I'm allowed one objectifying "awoooooga" at the end here.

Anyway, I mentioned that my friend's initial reaction to the show was "interesting" but she enjoyed herself too and laughed in shocked delight way more than she doubled over in secondhand embarrassment, so, win!!

Personally, I had a great time. I've been to a few spn conventions before and I don't really enjoy the "dance, puppet, dance!" atmosphere that sometimes happens, or how parasocial it feels, but even when Misha took off his overshirt early on and flashed some skin, no one really hooted and hollered. He did label us his therapists early on, though, so maybe we were all respecting our professional boundaries.

In conclusion: 10/10, would do it again!

[gold-rhine]

wow i think you're the first one i've seen being critical and honest about 2.2 story quest bc ive seen people just... praise it for being so "deep" and "meaningful"

im super annoyed at the part where we fight together w/ firefly for some contest??? where argenti appears at the end. i dont even remember the name of the place bcs i was like- what was the reason for this????????????? its so out of nowhere and got me so annoyed cuz i want to advance to the story already

like sure there are twists that got me shocked like with misha being the watchmaker bcs i wasnt expecting that at all and the angel siblings too

also what's the purpose of flower box thingy handed out by sparkle from the beginning????? i hope it becomes relevant in the next story quest??? idk

oh my god it was so random asdfghjkl it's like if in star wars at the very end they were like hmm how do we infiltrate the death star?? oh i know, we go to the reality show contest held by the Emperor and then Vader is here at the end giving dramatic speech and telling Luke he's his father

like i get it that they want to include reality shows\contests parody for their america parody, but like. right at the ending??? absolutely murdering the pacing??? we spend like 40 minutes at this filler??? and then speedrun TWO cheesy endings in a row??? like why couldn't it been in prev patch. we couldn't cut an hour out of like 5 hours of aventurine content???

tbh misha twist didn't do much for me bc like, they didn't really give me reason to care about "watchmaker legacy"??? like it was a mystery with kind of no clear stakes from the start. like ok he's watchmaker, all we did is loot a harmony hat of his corpse????

with preservation MC they got preservation powers by PROTECTING belobog. like, it tracks why act of sacrifice to protect a planet would resonate with god of protection. but here??? what did we do to resonate with harmony??? we legit just picked up a hat???

i don't know, misha being watchmaker is like. ok, what does it change? what does it mean? we never really knew him. it doesn't say anything interesting, so? plot twists are only interesting to me when they recontextualize things.

sam being firefly is at least interesting, bc it gives her personality and we learn that transition couldn't save her and we had like, some relationship with her. but like. if anyone else was revealed to be watchmaker instead of misha, what would have changed?

edit: like, take fontaine plot twist that furina is a mortal and focalors is in oracle machine. this twist recontextualizes our existing understanding of furina, it explains her behavior, it makes us reevaluate our understanding of her. without this twist, entire ending falls apart, its integral for the plot.

with watchmaker, say gallagher was revealed to be watchmaker instead. what changes meaningfully? say we pick up harmony hat from the sidewalk and not from the corpse, what changes in the plot?

[dirtybitfic]

Reality pt.3

(I didn't proofread cause it already took me long enough to finish this so if there are typos I'm so sorry)

I wake up feeling extra warm and comfortable , I blink open my eyes and look down to see arms around my waist . I cant help the smile that spread across my face when I remember who's is beside me in bed . I try my best to stay still so I don't wake him up . sadly the second I made even a peep Misha ran over and jumped onto the bed attacking me with kisses and waking him up in the process. I couldn't help the giggles that escaped when I saw matts face when Misha played on him licking his face non stop. "Misha Misha calm down baby " I say as I try and get her off of him . " Sorry I tried my best not to wake you up but evidently someone had other plans " I say laughing as I pet Misha.

" It's okay I down mind being woken up by dog kisses" he says smiling and giving Misha head scratches. I could barely control myself when I heard his morning voice. His voice is hot as fuck already but this ... ooh this is so much better. "I was gonna go down and make some breakfast , does anything sound good to you?" I ask him while getting up and going to my closet to grab a sweatshirt. "mmm I don't know bacon sounds pretty good " he says while stretching " Alright bacon I can do that ... you like pancakes ?" I say and he nods " Any specific type , I usually makes blueberry and chocolate chip" I say and he smiles " I love chocolate chip pancakes " he says and I nod " Sounds good ill be down in the kitchen so take your time getting up " I say and he nods.

I just finished up cooking breakfast . I made pancakes, eggs, bacon , sausage and cut up some fresh fruit . He walks down stairs smiling " Smells great in here" he says and I smile . We both plate up what we want and sit down. We eat mostly in silence just enjoying having each others company . We decided it would be nice to take a little hike close by and see one the waterfalls .

I just got dressed and fed Misha , I would take her but this hike is a bit dangerous for dog especially with the waterfall and slightly wet surfaces. We hopped in my car and made the quick 20 minute drive . We talked about random stuff like childhood memories and funny moments.

The hike isn't too hard but its definitely not easy , we both had to stop and take breaks from time to time but I just kept telling him once we got to the waterfall it would all be worth it . " So do you hike out here a lot?" he asked and I shook my head " Not that much anymore , when I was younger I did . My parents loved to hike and in high school it was a fun place to go with friends but now not so much" I say and he nods " I get that , I used to love taking long walks and hikes with my family or just by myself to clear my head but I guess i've just gotten busy and don't have the time anymore" he says and I nod " Growing up sucks huh" I say and he laughs " Yeah id give anything to be a carefree kid again" he says and I laugh " Same "

The second we reach the waterfall we sit and catch our breathe taking in the view. " It really is beautiful" Matt says and I look over watching his face contort with emotions as he takes in the surroundings. " Yeah it really is" I say looking away from him smiling.

By the time we got back to my car my feet were cramping and my entire body was sore. " The view was beautiful but fuck I'm exhausted" Matt says laughing and I join in " Yeah , I think I need an ice bath with how sore I am" I joke and he laughs . We get back to my house and I go up to my room grabbing a change of clothes to wear after my shower . Matt comes in flopping down on the floor laying there while Misha laid next to him wagging her tail. " Im gonna hop in the shower " I say to Matt and he nods . I wrestle with myself in my mind on if I should invite him in with me or not . I finally just blurt it out " Do you want to maybe - u-um join me" I say more as a rushed question . He looks at me smiling widely " Yeah you want me to?" he asks in a deep teasing tone , I try my best to not sound stupid " Yeah I- I mean only if you want to you don't have to" I answer quietly avoiding eye contact feeling super fucking nervous. " Id love to" he says standing up and walking over to me . " wait really?" I ask and he chuckles " Yes" is all he says before he grabs my arm and pulls me with him into the bathroom.

He looks deeply into my eyes as he slowly starts taking his shirt off , I decide to do the same . You couldn't cut this tension with a knife. Im so nervous but also buzzing with excitement. Once we're both topless we start on getting our pants off , I take off my bra after and once were both in our underwear we both take a moment to soak in each others bodies. The way he looking at me is making me so nervous, he looks like he wants to eat me alive.

We both finally take off our underwear and step into the shower turning on the hot water and letting it cascade down us. I have a large shower with multiple heads so we're both getting soaked by water. I take my body wash off the shelf but he stops me before I can lather myself. " Let me " he says and I smile letting him lather me in my Carmel apple scented body wash . He slowly steps me back so the water can rinse off the suds. He hands me his body wash and I practically squeal in excitement . The amount of times I fantasized about shit like this is crazy and now... its reality . I take my sweat time lathering his body feeling every muscle and digit of his body. He rinses it off then grabs my shampoo again doing it for me . I tell him to only do the roots and about half way down and he listens but he comments that its stupid not to shampoo all of the hair , I explained to him why I don't shampoo the ends ... to be honest I don't think he understood but I think he just acted like he did to make me happy. He conditioned the ends like I told him and I rinsed it out.

I took my time shampooing him , it was difficult because he's taller than me so I had to be on my tippy toes. He noticed I was struggling so he scooped me up and held me up as I wrapped my legs around him. " Better?" he asks and I smile and hum "Mhm" I say and I continue lathering in the shampoo. What u least expected him to do was take one of my nipples in his mouth. " Matt" I gasp as my hands falter . He grips my thighs tighter as my head slightly leans back and I let out a whimper. He pulls off with a slight sting of his teeth dragging on my nipple . " Sorry I couldn't resist they were in my face" he says with a smile . He steps back into the water and I help rinse the shampoo out .

I cant help the smile that spreads on my face when I feel the tip of his dick graze my pussy. I haven't seen it yet but I have a feeling its not small . After the shampoo is all out he doesn't put me down he keeps me held up . " You look so hot with wet hair" he says and I laugh "what why?" I ask and he shakes his head " I don't know it just looks good" he says and I smile . " You gonna put me down or?" I question and he shakes his head again " Nope I like you right here" he says before taking my other nipple in his mouth making me gasp. He flicks his tongue and sucks on it making pleasure course through my body.

" fuck matt" I whine and he comes off with a pop " Feel good?" he asks with a smirk I nod my head quickly letting out a whine . He sets me down and turns off the water. I step out grabbing my towel then handing him his. The second he wraps his around his waist he picks me up and throws me over his shoulder making me laugh. " what are you doing?" I ask mid laugh " Taking you to bed" he says in a deep voice making my laughs stop . I wanted this , him, for so long and I still haven't registered that it truly is happening ... and not just in my head.

He lays me down on the bed hovering over me , I wrap my arms around his neck bringing him in for a deep kiss. His lips are soft and his tongue warm and he explores my mouth with it making me moan into the kiss. He postings his body right in-between my thighs . The kiss turns from slow and warm to hot and needy . I cant help the moans that escape my mouth as my hands roam his body. One of his hands slowly trails down to my thigh making me whimper into the kiss. He pulls away and starts kissing and sucking on my neck. Im whining and whimpering under him as his hands slowly slides its way closer and closer to my dripping wet pussy. He slowly starts kissing down as he uses his other hand to undo my towel thats around me . He kisses all the way down until he reaches my pussy . I watch him intently and his eyes meet mine and his tongue flicks out meeting my clit making me gasp . He smiles before he goes in licking and sucking so skillfully , i'm panting and moaning and my head drops back and my back arches. " M-matt feels so good" I moan and he groans into me making me twitch. He starts sucking harder on my clit making me moan out loudly as my hands move to his wet hair.

He slowly enters a finger into me making the pleasure even more heightened . " Ahh f-fuck matt oh god" I moan as my legs start to tremble and I feel myself getting closer to release . " Taste so sweet , I always knew you would" he says as he adds another finger in making me gasp and my face to contort in pleasure . " You gonna be a good girl and cum for me?" he asks with a smirk on his face and I moan " Yes yes fuck im s-so close" I moan and he goes back to licking and sucking my clit . My legs are shaking and slowly tightening around his head and my fingers are tugging tighter on his hair . " Matt oh f-fu please don't stop " I whine and his fingers move faster making my entire body tremble and my toes curl and I fall over the edge screaming his name as I come undone all over his face and fingers.

" Thats it good girl" he groans as he watches me come undone for him. I slowly come down and his fingers finally stop moving as he slowly slides them out. I watch him as i'm breathing heavily , he slides his fingers into his mouth sucking my juices of making me moan . " Did so good for me" he praises making me smile and blush. He slowly moves back up my body . " Gonna let me make you feel good?" he asks in a sultry voice , I nod " Yes please matt" I say in a needy tone and he smiles.

" One thing though" he says and I furrow my eyebrows " What is it?" I ask and his eyes getting darker " I like to be in full control and ... I want you to call me sir . is that okay with you?" he says and I smile "Yes sir" I say in a slutty voice making him groan . " You have no idea how long i've wanted to do this " he says and I smile " same" I say and he smiles.

" I'll go easy at first but the second you adjust I won't be easy " he says and I nod " Okay" I say and he nods. He slowly takes off the towel form his waist and I get the first look at his dick. This is going to be painful I think to myself , he's long like very long and thick . " Hey it's okay" he says as i'm guessing he can see the panic on my face . I take a deep breathe and fully lay down . " Ready?" he asks and I nod . I feel his tip slip up and down my folds making me sigh . He slowly starts sliding in making me gasp . He's stretching me so much and its only the tip . " I know I know , deep breathes baby " he soothes me and I try my best to relax . The more he slides in the more pain spreads through my body. " M-matt it hurts" I whimper as my hands grasps his bicep tightly . " I know sweetheart I know i'm going as slow as possible" he says in a sweet tone . After a couple excruciating minutes he's fully in and the pain is lessening .

Ive never felt so full in my life , I always fantasied about him being big but not this fucking big. At first I felt like I was being ripped in half but now i'm feeling so much pleasure in spots i've never felt before. " Fuck you're squeezing me so tight" he groans making me smile . " Think you can handle me going a little harder ?" he asks and I nod " Use me Matt I can handle it " I whimper and he immediately starts pounding the fuck out of me . I cant help the moans and screams I let out , he's so deep I feel like he's in my chest . " FUCK OH- S-SO DEEP" I literally scream out as he hits so deep I squirt out of nowhere and my legs begin twitching and trembling . " Atta girl " he says and he holds me down by my hips somehow going even harder than he was before . Im fully unable to speak at this pint the only thing that leaves my mouth are squeaks , moans, whimpers and screams as he continues to make me squirt all over him so many times I loose count .

Im becoming so over stimulated and i'm shocked with how much stamina he has . Ive never gone for this long , i'm not comparing but my body feels like it about to shut down any second . " Fucking you dumb with my big cock huh" he says smirking proudly as he watches tears fall down my cheeks . " Y- yes -- s... sir" I choke out In a scratchy voice . " fuck " he groans as I feel his dick start to pulse in me . " You're gonna cum with me " he demands as his fingers rub circles on my swollen clit making my entire body tremble and my hip to lift off the bed . " I - c- cant ... to - to much " I gasp as his fingers add more pressure " You're going to do as I say " he says in a demanding tone that makes me shiver . I whine in protest as my body try to get away from him . He grips my hip so tight its going to leave bruises " come on I can feel you pulsing " he says and I whimper . " MATT" I scream as I come undone , I fully stop breathing and my body convulses and curled into his . He releases into me with a low groan as he holds me close to him .

I finally catch my breath and fully collapse onto the bed , I can barely open my eyes and i'm breathing do heavily its all you can hear. " Shh its okay its okay" he says as he slowly pulls out and lays down pulling me onto him soothing my back . Crazy how he can go form rough as fuck and dominate too sweet and calm the next second . I relax into him as tears still fall from my eyes and my breathing starts to slowly go back to normal. My entire body is shaking and my pussy is pulsing from the abuse it just took from his huge dick.

After probably and hour i've calmed down and my body has stopped trembling . " Let's get you cleaned up" he says before picking me up and bringing me to the bathroom . He sets me on the toilet so I can pee and starts a bath for me . I finish my business and slowly stand stumbling over to the tub . He helps me in and then gets in behind me letting me lean back into his chest and he soothes my hair. " You doin okay?" he asks quietly " more than okay" I say smiling and he pulls me closer keeping his arms wrapped around me.

We lay in the bath comfortable in silence letting the water relax our muscles . " You ready to get out and go to bed?" he asks and I nod sleepily . He helps me out and drys me off before we both climb into bed fully naked not having the energy nor really wanted to put on clothes. He turns off the lights and pulls me close .

I fall asleep within minuets feeling his warmth wrap around me like a blanket of comfort .

I genuinely cant believe this I say reality right now , I wanted this man for years and I finally have him . I will also say that older guys do it better which I fully expected but tonight really showed me that its true. I cant wait to see where this all goes but for now i'm happy .

Her you guys goooooo! I finally got my shit together and finished this part !

Lova ya 🫶🏼💋

@imjusthereforthesturniolosmut @sturniolonmc @blahbel668 @sturnxp

[unkindledangell]

So... here we go again, waking up to see Jared/J2M/Mishalecki stans seeing Jared getting hate, again, from what Misha said in his panel. Let's talk.

Even though those pranks happened years ago, even though Jensen was sometimes involved and didn���t "defend" Misha (they always forget about Jackles in this), and even though we just saw Jensen grow and accept Cas's romantic confession when he used to be uncomfortable with Destiel and wasn't very tactful with fans at conventions about it years ago... Apparently, Jared can't change, and is still the same bully even after all these years.

The pranks were very heavy handed, Jared was tough, and I think they've left it implied that the line was crossed at some point, specially what happened when Misha ran J2 off the set.

But, man, they talk about this at conventions. They've told it so many times that it's obvious it's a topic they've talked about among themselves. Misha talk about it like an anecdote. They worked together for over 13 years, they still see each other. Do people think they haven't talked about pranks? That being together for so many years didn't cause them to have friction, disagreements or arguments with each other?

They are grown men with families. Misha has said when he had his limits, he has told when Jensen had to apologize to him. Do you think he didn't do it with Jared? That they never talked adult to adult to give each other the stop?

Not defending Jared because he was rude, but people forget that Jensen also joins in on the pranks and didn't stop him. And yet, surely they already talked about it, it has years of them getting along that heavy. They weren't kids at the time but they didn't have the same maturity as they do now, and sometimes I think people throw all the hate at Jared as if it happened recently or as if Misha couldn't defend himself, or as if Misha was telling it with pain and not as one more stuff about things that happened to him

(This is NOT a Jackles hate post. Just mention that Jensen has also pranked Misha, but people don't usually mention it, or they tend to minimize or make the events more serious than they really were. They're grown up men, they're friends, and I have seen so many posts on Tumblr/Twitter mentioned Jared as some kind of bully as if they weren't friends, joking with each other. The 3 together.

Sarcasm. I said Jensen don't "defend" Misha because there's no one to defend. They're adults. Godlord

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[championari]

It's been 3 years since my life changed forever. So I want to get out all of my feelings and what I went through during this time in 2020.

See, I had already known about "Destiel" for years, only hearing whispers about it vaguely, and most of the time, in a very negative light. But around October, I started seeing videos compiling their moments, and thanks to my recent exposure to fanfiction thanks to Good Omens, I decided to finally see what the talk was all about. and of course, you can guess what I thought. But I still didn't believe it would happen. I was curious, given there were only a few episodes left to air at that point. I told myself that I would vaguely pay attention in case anything did happen.

I remember watching it, late that night. All of the anxiety piling up on me thanks to election week, and I just...broke. I was in hysterics for characters I had only known for a few weeks, but it wasn't a complete failure to me. At the time, I was so confident that it wasn't the end, that the next 2 episodes would see Dean and Sam figuring out a way to rescue Castiel. I had never believed in something so thoroughly then I did during that time. It was all still going to be ok.

And...it wasn't. those 2 weeks went by and we were left with nothing. Barely even a name mentioned, no discussion of the confession, no conclusive answer from Dean. And that...I didn't know how to properly describe what I was feeling then. I mean, why was I getting so upset over characters that, until a few weeks ago, I could barely care less about?

But I get it now. See, at the time I had, shall we say, an ignorant view of LGBTQ people and their struggles. I was the kind of person who heard of Korrasami going canon, and was just really confused. "why are people so crazy about this? They're just holding hands, what's the deal?" I had only ever known homophobia by this nebulous annoyance, and classified it under the same umbrella as people in gaming communities I frequented being weirdly mean to me because I was a girl. Bigotry existed in my head, but I didn't understand the gravity of it. Even when I became a part of the Good Omens fandom, realizing I am asexual, this stringent belief still didn't register with me (partly because the community was extremely nice and welcoming in 2019). It was still this background radiation to me.

Not after November 5th. Literally EVERYWHERE I went: YouTube comment sections, Twitter posts, even in the discord servers I was in, there was a sometimes ambivalent, sometimes malicious, but consistent undercurrent of negativity about it. Every other day I saw comments ranging from "Castiel's confession wasn't romantic, he meant it as a friend/brother." to "Destiel shippers so so delusional for thinking that was romantic!". It wasn't in the background anymore, it was in my face, 24/7. And at first, I couldn't understand it. Why?

Because it was completely antithetical to everything I had known or believed about the world. I grew up a disney princess girl, believing that love was the most important thing known to humanity. I was always taught that to love another was the greatest gift of all. Expressing love, giving love to those who believe don't deserve it, shouldn't be instantly punished. This event, and the people denying it, it's all wrong. Castiel spoke his truth, was reprimanded for it, Dean was left not being able to even say anything back, and Misha along with the writer of the episode are telling us it was all romantic. Why couldn't Dean say anything at all? Why are people so vehemently denying it ever happened?

It was the bubble bursting. This perfect world, where outside of a few infrequent outliers, was ultimately kind to LGBTQ+ people, no longer existed. Suddenly, I understood. And I hated it. Every week was a constant series of microaggressions, of me having to debate with people who either didn't get it, or didn't want to, or both. It forced me to regularly ask the question: "Why is it such a crime for Dean to possibly like men and women? Why is it wrong in general to like both?"

And it was in asking that question to others that I slowly stopped directing the question unconsciously to myself. By fighting for the right to argue for Dean's bisexuality, I found my own. But it didn't feel like a happy occasion to me. At the time, It just made the entire situation all the more personal. It wasn't about other people suffering at the hands of people who are diametrically opposed to my core beliefs anymore. When bigots questioned Dean's right to be openly bisexual, it felt more and more like they were questioning MY right to be bi too. I shouldn't be allowed to want a complex, multilayered bi-character to whom I relate. I'm a delusional, mentally disabled, selfish person who should stop asking for more queer representation.

And that continued for months. Until slowly, I found other outlets. I found Hannibal, then Our Flag Means Death. I found media that told me it was okay. That being bisexual, being asexual was okay. Asking for more, better queer representation was not only fine but necessary. I shouldn't have to settle for scraps anymore.

Not only that, but the entire situation in a way gave me a new drive. It gave me a goal and a greater drive to my writing, and my activism than I had before. Before I was doing writing projects that were mostly rewrites, how to take a Movie, TV show, or video game story and make it better. In the wake of Nov. 5th, I began plotting out a rewrite of Supernatural, a Fix-It if you will. But it didn't feel like my previous projects, It felt like I was giving a happy ending to Dean and Cas. And I've now taken that attitude into all of my writing projects.

I became more active in my learning about LGBTQ history, in both films and in real life. I learned about Stonewall, The Hay's Code, and so much more in that time. I started going to pride events, and being more open about topics of sexuality and gender in college, embracing the LGBTQ community and not just passively observing/ignoring them.

Do I wish things could've gone differently? Absolutely yes. There were times during that half of 2021 when I felt so lost, where I thought proper good representation was impossible. I felt hopeless and struggled a lot mental health-wise. But I'm better now. I feel more self-assured and certain of who I am. I took the lessons I learned: There's nothing wrong with wanting or seeing Dean Winchester as a bisexual man.

And now, 3 years later, I look back on the entire ordeal, not as a fresh wound, but as a valuable scar. A reminder of how far I have come, and how far I still need to go. Misha and Bobo Barens fought tooth and nail to let Castiel be seen, and so must I.

So thanks Dean and Cas for the life lessons, and I hope one day you both do get to reunite and say all of the words you weren't allowed to say.

[inacatastrophicmind]

Hi! Just wanna say I'm a big fan. Long time follower. I was hoping that you might have some info on Misha saying he thought about giving up acting after SPN due to abuse and mistreatment on set?

I'm just curious about the issues. I know there were "pranks" that got out of hand with Jared (and jensen once or twice) and just general devaluing of him/Castiel. I know there is a video going around but I can't seem to get it to play.

If you have knowledge I'd love to hear it, I'm a huge fan of Mishas work (both SPN and elaewhere). If you don't or don't wanna get Into it I respect that!

Hope you're well!

Sorry for taking so long, I saw your ask before I went to work and I couldn't answer until my shift finished.

You're refering to this video, if I'm not wrong. As you say, you haven't been able to watch it, but basically, what Misha says in it is that he hadn't thought about acting again after SPN and that he's glad to be part of Gotham Knights and that working on it has made him feel excited about acting but also proud of what he makes and happy for the appreciation he has received.

In last year's JIB he said that he wasn't supposed to work on any show, here you can see the gif:

He wanted to take some time and be with his kids. When he told Jensen about Gotham Kinghts and how he could play Harvey Dent and how he wasn't sure about it, Jensen told him that he should consider it, because it was an important role. And as Misha has stated on some interviews, his kids were excited about it and wanted him to play that character, so in the end, he agreed to it. He wasn't supposed to, because he wanted some time off, but in the end, he agreed, and that seems to have been a great choice, because as he has stated, he's really happy, excited and proud about working on Gotham Knights.

Misha hasn't explicitly stated anything about being burnt out by working on SPN, but it is true that J*red could be a fucking asshole, not only to him, but to everyone in the SPN cast with his pranks. We all know that Jensen took part on some of those, but they never went as far as J*red's (that we know of). There's also the fact that over the years Misha was unappreciated. The network and TPTB never truly realized that Misha played an important part in SPN's success. Again, Misha has barely said anything about it, but there were some ugly details over the years, like how during s9 or s10 (I can't remember exactly), they didn't tell Misha until almost the last day of shooting that he would be coming back for the next season. Also, let's not forget about the whole finale thing and how they forgot about Cas. They keep telling us it was a covid thing, but they brought back Jim Beaver, who belonged to the vulnerable population, but not Misha, and also let's not forget about the whole bridge thing where there were tons of people without masks on and not keeping any safe distance in between one another.

There are more examples of this mistreatment, like how they forced Misha to work while he was sick during the begining of s7 and only stopped filming because Jensen told everyone that they needed to stop for Misha's sake.

There are more instances like those, but I can't remember anything else. Still, it's nice to know that Misha is being treated right in Gotham Knights and that he seems to be so happy, proud and excited about it.

[fandomtherapy44]

castiel x reader Chapter 13

Summary: This story is from the perspective of Y/n Winchester. The sister Of Sam and Dean. We will be starting from season four since sadly we did not get Misha Collins as Castiel throughout the whole series. It will start off as a friendship, but it will grow more as the series goes on. I will be skipping some episodes even though they are great episodes they do not push the story forward. I am so excited to get to write this since there are not many Castiel X reader stories out there. Okay without further due Love War & Grace enjoy the Story.

Paring: Castiel X Reader

Word count: 2,107

Warnings: Some language, Typical Supernatural violence, Spoilers for season four of Supernatural

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When the levee breaks

Pov (Y/n)

I don’t know how we are going to win this whole apocalypse thing with my brother being a blood junkie and my best friend hating me. “Okay. Let me out. This is not funny.” Sam kept screaming and we all could tell he was starting to get angry. “Damn straight.” Dean was not budging. “Guys, come on. This is crazy.” “Y/n?” I didn't even know how to answer. “No. Not until you dry out.” “Look, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have lied to you. Just open the door.” Sam was starting to get desperate. “You don't have to apologize. It's not your fault. It's not your fault that you lied to us over and over again. I get it now. You couldn't help it.” “I'm not some junkie.” “Really? I guess I've just imagined how strung out you've been lately.” “You're actually trying to twist this into some kind of ridiculous drug intervention?” I walked up to the door.

“Look Sam we just care about you.” “Guys, I'm not drinking the demon blood for kicks. I'm getting strong enough to kill Lilith.” Dean huffed in disbelief. “This is about as far away from strong as you can get. Try weak. Try desperate. Pathetic.” “Dean!” He was starting to let his emotions swallow him. “What Y/n!? It's the truth.” “Killing Lilith is what matters. Or are you so busy being self-righteous you forgot about her?” And of course, Sam threw it right back. “Oh, Lilith's gonna die. Bobby, Y/n, and I will kill her. But not with you.” “You're not serious.” “Congrats, Sammy. You just bought yourself a benchwarmer seat to the apocalypse.” He started to close the cover to the little window with its closing Sam scrambled to try to appeal again.”Dean, look—no, wait—” It was mumbles after that and Dean stomped upstairs. Bobby followed. I put my head on my door. “I'm sorry Sam…”

I went straight to the fridge for a cold one and downed it like it was the last one on earth. Bobby took notice. “You've never been one to drink like that.” I laughed at my situation because what else is there to do. “Yeah well, end of the world causes for a special occasion right?” I held up my beer like it was to something grand and noble and took a swig. “You ok?” “Bobby why wouldn’t I be okay, I mean my brother is under our feet getting dried out from demon blood and my so-called best friend basically hates me so yeah I'm doing great.” “What happened?” I had to reel myself in to make sure I wouldn’t release the cry that I had been choking back. “He said… that I was a distraction and that I was using him and we aren't… friends.” A teardrop slipped into my beer.

“Why would he think that?” I really thought about it and what we had been through together and how he not just saved my brother from Hell but saved me from well … me. “I don’t know Bobby I don’t know what happened when he was in Heaven. To be honest, I'm more scared of what happened to him, the rest of the Angels are a bunch of dick bags. He was practically there because of me Bobby.” At this point, the tears had broken through and my eyes were burning from not blinking. “How am I supposed to help Sam when I'm just a distraction. I should just leave and let Dean do this I've never been a good hunter.” Bobby took in my words and he said something in return that would always be with me.

“Are you kidding me!? Not a good hunter? Y/n Winchester, you better be possessed or I'll be pissed. You are one of the best Damn hunters I've ever had the pleasure of knowing. You never give up on the people who need you even though the whole world is against you, doesn't matter how many monsters, gods, Demons, or Angels. you fight for the people who can’t fight for themselves that is what makes you a good Hunter Y/n Winchester. I can’t count how many times you have saved us and that’s including Cas. I think you saved him in an entirely different way and if he can’t see that then he is the dick bag.” Now I’m crying for a whole different reason. I bear hug Bobby and he does the same.”Thanks, Bobby.” I sniffle. “Anytime kiddio.” But around the corner was Dean listening to the whole thing now mad as Hell at Castiel for breaking his little sister’s heart.

Dean had been standing outside thinking about what to say to Cas. “Well, it's about time. I've been screaming myself hoarse out here for about two and a half hours now.” Cas had appeared in the shadows. “What do you want?” “What do you mean?” “No, you don’t give me that bullshit I heard what you said to Y/n.” “I had to Dean.” “Really!, you had to break her heart!?” Cas looked confused. “Her heart?”

“YES Cas, her heart she’s in there crying out in pain because you told her she was just a distraction!” Cas looked like he was deep in thought thinking about what Dean had just said. Dean huffed and half laughed at Cas’s look. “I mean after all you two have been together through this year you say that to her.” “Dean you need to understand that I can't have friends. I can’t have that.” “Why because of me and this “mission”.” “Yes.” Cas was very cold in his answer but in the back of his head, he was starting to question what Y/n meant to him.

“Correct me if I'm wrong, but you willingly signed up to be the angels' bitch?” Apparently, Dean had a little convo with Cas. “I'm sorry. You prefer 'sucker'? After everything you said about them, now you trust them?” “Come on, give me a little credit, Bobby. I've never trusted them less. I mean, they come on like shady politicians from planet Vulcan.” “Because what other option do I have? It's either trust the angels or let Sammy trust a demon?” “I see your point.” “You hear that?”

Sam had stopped screaming. All three of us run down to the demon cage. We open the little window to see Sam freaking out. “What if he's faking?” Sam was writhing on the ground. Then he gets flung to the wall by some invisible force. I’m the first one in there. “SAM!” We run over to him and struggle to get him down. “We're gonna have to tie him down for his own safety. Dean? You with me? Dean! Before he has another fit.” Bobby was screaming out and it looked like Dean was out of it. “Yeah, yeah. Let's just get it over with.”

“I'm gonna ask one more time. Are we absolutely sure we're doing the right thing?” Bobby asked out loud. “Bobby, you saw what was happening to him down there. The demon blood is killing him.” Dean was very steady in this decision, “No, it isn't. We are.” “What?” “I'm sorry. I can't bite my tongue any longer. We're killing him. Keeping him locked up down there. This cold turkey thing isn't working. If—if he doesn't get what he needs, soon, Sam's not gonna last much longer.” Dean looked at me like could you believe this.

“Look maybe if we talked to him and tried to figure out his thinking. Sam is smart he wouldn't do this for shits and giggles.”  “Y/n he is beyond talking to he lied to us.” “He’s still our brother Dean.” “He is our brother that’s why I'm not giving him demon blood. I won't do it.” Then Bobby asked a question that terrified me. “And if he dies?” “Then at least he dies human!” “I would die for him in a second, but I won't let him do this to himself. I can't. I guess I found my line. I won't let our brother turn into a monster.” “I know you don’t mean that.” I said my piece and left the room. 

The next morning we found out that Sam had escaped Dean and I were now driving towards him. Bobby was on the phone. “Us finding Sam? It's gotta be about getting him back, not pushing him away.” “Right.” “I know you're mad, Dean. I understand. You got a right to be, but I'm just saying. Be good to him anyway. You gotta get through to him.” Dean was quiet. “We will Bobby, we will.” I answered. I hunged up. “Dean he’s right we can't screw this up.” “Like you said Y/n we won’t.” 

We got in the hotel and up to the sweet that Ruby and Sam were staying. We sneak into the room and Ruby is packing some clothes. Dean tries to stab her they struggle and he throws her to the wall. Just as he was going to stab her. Sam rushed in.”No. Let her go. Just take it easy.” He fishes the blade out of Dean’s hand. “Well, it must've been some party you two had going, considering how hard you tried to keep us from crashing it. Well, solid try, but here we are.” “Dean, Y/n I'm glad you're here. Look. Let's just talk about this.” I’m about to say yes but of course Dean didn’t like that. “Soon as she's dead, we can talk all you want.” “Ruby, get out of here.” “No, she's not going anywhere.” Ruby left in a hurry, “Look Dean I hate her as much as you do but let's talk about this.” He ignored me.

“She's poison, Sam.” “It's not what you think, Dean.” “Look what she did to you. I mean, she up and vanishes weeks at a time, leaves you cracking out for another hit—” “She was looking for Lilith.” “That is French for manipulating your ass ten ways from Sunday.” “You're wrong, Dean.” “Sam, you're lying to yourself. I just want you to be okay. You would do the same for me. You know you would.” Sam still is holding the knife and Dean looks at it and Sam throws it on the bed. “That sounds great. As long as it's you and us. Demon bitch is a dealbreaker. You kiss her goodbye, we can go right now.” “I can't.” “Sam please!” I pleaded and he ignored me too. “Dean, I need her to help me kill Lilith. I know you can't wrap your head around it, but maybe one day you'll understand. I'm the only one who can do this, Dean.” “No, you're not the one who's gonna do this.” “You don't think I can?” It’s starting to get intense.

“No. You can't. You're not strong enough.” Oh shit. “And who the hell are you?” “I'm being practical here. I'm doing what needs to be done.” “Yeah? You're not gonna do a single damn thing.” “Stop bossing me around, Dean. Look. My whole life, you take the wheel, you call the shots, and I trust you because you are my brother. Now I'm asking you, for once, trust me.” “No. You don't know what you're doing, Sam.” “Yes, I do.” “Then that's worse.” “Why? Look, I'm telling you—” “Because it's not something that you're doing, it's what you are! It means—” “What? No. Say it.” “Dean don’t!” I tried once more to try to stop something being said that can't be taken back. “It means you're a monster.” Sam nods. A tear falls from Dean's eye; Sam doesn't see it before he punches Dean. Dean goes down hard, then gets back up and watches Sam for a moment before punching back.

Sam and Dean fight, Sam dominating. Anything in the room that can break does. Dean hits the floor and doesn't get up. Sam pins him down, choking him, then lets go. “SAM STOP! STOP!” He doesn't so I did what I had to. I tried to pull back but he didn't budge instead he knocked me back so hard that my head hit the floor with a huge force. It started to bleed. “Oh god N/n I'm sorry I didn't mean to.” He starts to walk toward me. “Leave her alone!” Dean yelled out and Sam backed away. “You don't know me. You never did. And you never will.” Sam starts to walk out the door. “You walk out that door, don't you ever come back!” And he did. “Sam come back!” But he didn't.

OMG next chapter is Saeson finale. Like that is crazy I'm so grateful and... I'll save the speech for the end. I love this conflict between Cas and Y/n. And maybe we will see them come back together or maybe not you will just have to see. until next time dear reader XOXO gossip girl. ;);)

[idjits-areus]

I just finished watching 14x8 | Byzantium for the first time earlier and I have thoughts.

Below this cut contains some spoilers for what happens at the end of Byzantium as well as what sets up 15x18. If you don't know anything about that and don't want to know, then I wouldn't suggest reading on.

Supernatural. It's physically impossible for you to let us have one good thing last longer than 5 seconds, huh. This episode, just solidifies my love hate relationship with this show. And it's already bad enough that my comfort show is this show, of all things. Like, I didn't actively choose it to be either. It just happened. Same goes for Cas being my comfort character. It just happened.

The end of this episode is the *deal*. Know you, the one where Cas gives up his life for Jack's in the most shittiest way? The beginning of the end for Castiel? The one that sets up the 15x18 love confession death scene. The 15x18 scene that's going to kill me to watch it. I cannot express just how many feelings I have about this one 14x8 scene.

The empty invades Heaven looking for Jack. Then they trick Cas into taking them to Jack. Cas and the empty fight. Cas goes down and the empty has their hands. On. Jack. And Cas just goes "Take me." Of course he goes "Take me." Why wouldn't he? Sacrifice himself for Jack's safety.

Just-One thing that I've noticed with Cas is that he picked up the Winchester's Self-sacrificing personality trait. Sure, he could've had it before he met them, but he certainly expressess it a lot afterwards. Learning that you'd do anything for the ones that you love if it keeps them safe. Something he most certainly learned from Dean. And then when Cas goes "I'm at peace with my choice,” it's like. You're probably the only one who feels that way. Because I certainly don't and I'm 100% sure that Sam and Dean don't feel that way either.

He was so quick with his response. No hesitation. No thoughts just words. Like, I know why he did it. It's stupid. Yet also admirable. He just wanted to keep Jack safe. He made a promise to Kelly and all that. Just-Why did it have to be at the expense of his happiest moment?

And just-Cas was ready to go. Then and there. He was ready to be taken to nothingness again. Let the darkness consume him. He literally said "...if you'll agree, I will go now, and I will go willingly." Just-ugh. Him and his stupid self-sacrificing tendencies.

It's something he shouldn't have had to do in the first place. It shouldn't have happened like this, but since when does anything go right for Team Free Will.

If you couldn't tell, I'm 100% a Cas fan. Both Cas and Misha. Different people, same platonic love. So when Cas does stupid stuff like this, it effects me more than if Sam or Dean does it. Not to say if Sam or dean did it I wouldn't be yelling at them either. It's just-Because I see why he did it and I hate it because it's right and stupid and he shouldn't have to do it to save Jack. But he did and I can't help but yell at the angel.

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Breakdown of edits for upcoming roleplay, found here:

The changes to the 2016 version of Ride The Cyclone will be as follows:

Ricky will switch between his wheelchair and crutches throughout the play, depending on the choreography. (Or whatever mobility aid/combination of mobility aids Ricky's roleplayer wants to use.)

Ricky's catchphrase will still be last, but it will also be when he first speaks:

(RICKY realizes that this plane of existence has no boundaries. He attempts to communicate telepathically.)

RICKY; RECORDED

Story of my life brother.

KARNAK

Meet Ricky Potts

SFX: MEET RICKY

KARNAK

Town dreamer. Catchphrase:

(RICKY does a small physical gesture. He moves his mouth along with the words now.)

RICKY

Level up.

OCEAN

Oh my god Ricky, sweetie you can speak!

RICKY

That's nothing... watch this.

(RICKY summons his wheelchair.)

During What The World Needs, the tambourine line is used instead.

Ricky and Constance switch places in the pyramid.

Afterwards, Oceans 'I love you' to Ricky will go like this:

OCEAN

And Ricky! Honey. I love you. I got you into the choir even though you didn't talk! I mean, you got play the tambourine!

RICKY

No one gets to play the tambourine, they're always made to! No one's making out with tambourine guy.

OCEAN

Accessibility for all!

RICKY

And then I rode the roller coaster. Thanks.

Karnak calls Ukraine Ukraine, not THE Ukraine

Pre- Space Age Bachelor Man will go like this:

RICKY

Level up!

KARNAK

Ricky Potts, born June 5th. Gemini: the dual nature. Favorite ride: The Gravitron. Born with a rare degenerative disease, when Ricky mysteriously stopped speaking at an early age, the Potts family took a vow of silence. The only time they ever really interacted with one another is when they read comics, or fed the cats. They had 14 cats. From the time he started school Ricky was subjected to the most appalling cruelty humanity can muster: complete indifference. Far from growing bitter, Ricky developed an elaborate playground in his synapses, where he became his own best friend. Ladies and gentlemen I give you Ricky Potts! The most imaginative boy in town.

(Pause)

MISHA

Why don't you express your truth as 'The Boy Who Couldn't Talk Now Plays The Accordion Like The World's Most Celebrated Accordion Player.' Whatever the hell that dude's name is.

RICKY

Well... What if people can't handle what I have to say?

CONSTANCE

Just go ahead! It's fine.

RICKY

I dunno, it's... Kinda hard to talk about. So...

CONSTANCE

It's hard to talk about stuff. But um... After a while you might feel better.

OCEAN

Yeah you can talk-

(Everyone looks at OCEAN)

Okay...

RICKY

Okay, um... Well I guess you can say I'm pretty sexy on another planet!

Look, I am a radical prophet from the Zolarian Starcluster. Supreme leader of those beings that evolved from cats. There are seven suns on planet Zolar so, the gravitational pull it makes everything hotter, longer, wider, and wetter.

(CONSTANCE giggles)

CONSTANCE

I'd be lying if I said that was exactly what I was expecting! But okay?

OCEAN

Who even are you right now?!?

RICKY

I'm telling you, monkey lovedrop! Come on-

I'M JUST A SWINGIN'

CHOIR

AAAH!

RICKY

SPACE AGE!

CHOIR

AAH AH!

RICKY

BATCHELOR MAN!

He does not concede afterwards.

Instead of Misha being missing from The Ballad of Jane Doe, it's Ricky.

And then, the ending, in which Karnak dies before Jane is ressurected:

OCEAN

(to herself)

“The one who wants to win it the most shall redeem the loser—in order to complete the whole.”

(beat)

... you knew all along I could never do it

KARNAK

What?

OCEAN

Choose myself.

(She looks around the room. She exhales.)

(To everyone in the room)

It shouldn’t be me.

(She looks at CONSTANCE who looks at JANE, OCEAN nods)

I made no attempt to get to know any of you in life. Not even my best friend. In any real way. Which turns out is too bad for me, because each and every one of you is a fricken rockstar. We died young, in some random accident. But to say that if one dies young, they die needlessly - that is to discount the years we had. The experiences we had... Our hopes, our dreams... I would gladly take my seventeen years over nothing. Who do I vote for? ... The girl who can't remember any of it. Her... we had a life—she didn’t. That’s my vote. Motioned carried.

(JANE looks confused as she moves toward the proscenium.)

OCEAN

Democracy rocks.

KARNAK

As you wish.

(Suddenly a flurry of fortunes he has given over his life overlap. “You will get a promotion, be sure to ride the Cyclone”, “Your love will last. Be sure to ride the Cyclone”, “The truth is on your side, be sure to ride the Cyclone” etc.)

KARNAK (SFX)

Automation, digital hiccup

Your lucky number is seven, you will get a promotion, you will soar to great heights, be sure to ride the Cyclone.

(KARNAK is dead, but the children remain. They huddle around JANE to comfort her.)

OCEAN

IT’S NOT A GAME, MAYBE THAT’S THE NEWS

CAUSE NO ONE WILL WIN HERE

AND NO ONE CAN LOSE

THERE’S NO ONE TO MEASURE OUR FOOLISH PRIDE

AND NO ONE KEEPS SCORE OF HOW HARD WE TRIED

OCEAN, CONSTANCE

THIS RIDE IT HAS HEARTBREAK

THIS RIDE IT HAS PAIN

OCEAN, CONSTANCE, NOEL

ALL KINDS OF BLUE SKIES

NO SHORTAGE OF RAIN

KIDS (EXCEPT JANE)

YES THERE IS LAUGHTER AND THE TELLING OF LIES

AND MAYBE IN DARKNESS WE OPEN OUR EYES

AND YOU GIVE AND CHOOSE

WHILE YOU LOVE AND LOSE

AND YOU FEEL THE WORLD IS SPINNING

WITH NO ENDING OR BEGINNING

YOU JUST TAKE A LOOK AROUND

TAKE A LOOK AROUND

TAKE A LOOK AROUND

AND ‘ROUND AND ‘ROUND AND ‘ROUND

(The children break away.)

#20 SAILING THROUGH SPACE REPRISE

CONSTANCE

WE'RE JUST

KIDS (EXCEPT OCEAN)

SAILING THROUGH SPACE

MISHA

THERE'S NO

KIDS (EXCEPT OCEAN)

UP OR DOWN

NOEL

SO

KIDS (EXCEPT OCEAN)

BEAUTIFUL AND STRANGE

RICKY

BUT IT'S

KIDS (EXCEPT OCEAN)

MORE THAN SPINNING 'ROUND

(glock echoes)

YES, IT'S EVERYTHING YOU LOVED

AND EVERYTHING YOU DREAMED

AND EVERYTHING YOU SHARED

AND EVERYTHING THAT SEEMED SO...

OH SO TERRIFYING...

#21 IT'S JUST A RIDE

OCEAN

BUT IT'S NOT A GAME, IT'S NOT A GAME

KIDS (EXCEPT OCEAN, JANE)

WHOA NO NO

IT'S NOT A GAME, IT'S NOT A GAME

KIDS

IT'S JUST A RI-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-IDE! WOO!

IT'S JUST A RI-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-IDE!

CONSTANCE, MISHA, NOEL

YOU MIGHT LIVE FOR A DAY OR ETERNITY

OCEAN, RICKY (OVERLAPPING)

AAAAAAAAAH!

CONSTANCE, MISHA, NOEL

THERE'S NO TIME FOR A JUDGE OR A REFEREE!

OCEAN, RICKY

NO ONE WILL MEASURE...!

CONSTANCE, MISHA, NOEL

AAAAAAAAAH!

OCEAN, RICKY

HOW HARD WE TRIEEED!

KIDS

WE’RE ALL JUST SAILING THROUGH SPACE

THERE’S NO UP, THERE’S NO DOWN

IT’S ALL SO BEAUTIFUL AND STRANGE

BUT SO MUCH MORE THAN SPINNING ROUND

YES IT’S EVERYTHING YOU LOVED

AND IT’S EVERYTHING YOU DREAMED

AND IT’S EVERYTHING YOU SHARED

AND IT’S EVERYTHING THAT SEEMED SO

OH SO TERRIFYING

TURN IT ROUND!

IT'S JUST A RI-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-IDE! WOO!

IT'S JUST A RI-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-IDE!

AND THE WORLD WILL KEEP ON SPINNING

WITH NO ENDING OR BEGINNING...

SO JUST TAKE A LOOK AROUND

TAKE A LOOK AROUND...

TAKE A LOOK AROUND...

KIDS (EXCEPT JANE)

AND ROUND AND ROUND AND ROUND...

JANE

I KNOW THIS DREAM OF LIFE IS NEVER ENDING

IT GOES AROUND AND ROUND AND ROUND AGAIN

(The kids stand in rollercoaster formation, except for JANE who stands at the side. We see the curtain open up with the eternity light with only the sound of howling wind for a brief moment ... The curtain suddenly starts to close with the sound of the roller coaster track, the instant it closes, snap blackout.)

THE END

[diabolimeservavit666]

Please.... What the Hell?

Fair Warning: None of the following will make any sense. Had a really weird dream last night and, well, this is what happened...

It sort of opened up with this sex scene between Jensen Ackles and Elizabeth Blackmore. She was sitting on his face, completely naked, and he was going relentless on her pussy (hands on her thighs), showing no mercy whatsoever (he was also completely naked). She could hardly hardly handle the oregasm and he was destroying her.

Next scene, had Misha Collins, me, and Genevieve Cortese in this really weird car that I'm going to talk about later. Misha was driving, I was in the passenger seat, and Gen was behind me. Mish pulled up to this old looking gas station you would probably see in a 90s movie, Gen ran into the gas station to get a few things (Misha said he didn't want anything and I shook my head). Mish set up the thing to full up the gas tank and I stepped out of the car so Mish could vacuum some really nasty stuff out of the car. Gen, of course, flirts with Jared who was for some reason working the register and the leave together shortly after. By then, me and Mish were back in the car (which now was a van/SUV instead of the early 2000s sedan it was earlier). The windows were down when Jared came to my window to ask Mish about his day. To this, he said "All is fine. Thankfully, this vacuum stuff has some really good suction." Jared replies with, "Glad to hear it" and goes back inside the gas station. Mish then calls up Jensen and hits voicemail.

I was trying to write this quick so I wouldn't forget about that phone call because it was SOO IMPORTANT but it has faded from me. It was something like wanting to talk about their relationship. Mish never finished all he had to say (he looked really upset) because he saw that Danneel Harris was now sitting behind me. Gen was sitting behind her and there was a couple of young kids I don't recognize in the remaining seats (both were boys if that matters). Misha takes in a deep shaky breath, asks "So, where are we going?", puts the vehicle into gear, and pulls out. This is when I woke up and started typing ASAP, still half asleep.

Now, that car… At first, it looked like some round ended sedan (the ends were round) with both faded and peeling paint (either white, grey, or silver - I couldn't tell in the dark lighting, it was night out) that looked like it was made in the early 2000s. The interior of the car was pretty basic, I think. Old-ish sterio, built in CD player, obviously no digital screen or adjustment to hold your phone. When it transitioned into that van/SUV, from the outside, it looked like that type of white SUV you see in crime shows when they have a kidnapping case. Except it wasn't a pure white, it was starting to turn grey. On the inside, it looked more like a mini van with some digital upgrades (not like modern "smart cars" or whatever, more like when cars were just starting to have screens in them - one in the dash and one overhead in the back for the passengers). Now, the weird part was the things built into the dashboard, regardless of the look of the vehicle. There were a lot of hardwired appliances that looked straight out of an 80-90s movie (hair dryer, hand-held metal vac, ect). This part kind of freaked me out. And, of couse, Misha being Misha tested the vacuum's suction on his hand before using it.

Edit: I just remembered- When Mish pulled away, he threw his phone out the window (an old flip phone but not one with an extendable antenna). I asked him what he was thinking (okay, more like shouted at him for being an idiot) and demanded he go back for it. He tried to lie, saying that wasn't his phone and it was only a piece of a banana. I wasn't stupid but I saw the look of distraught on his face and decided to not push it any further.

Also, those kids I mentioned kind of looked like they were David Haydn-Jones', the oldest looking five and the other one four. Judging by their faces, chances are one is Adam Fergus' and the other one was Jeffrey Vincent Parise's. The kids kind of make sense because I ship their parents but what were they doing in that car?

[shinydixon]

hellooo i'm a multi fandom survivor here to tell you guys not to worry about the article, the journalist and the stans. this shit show has happened in every single fandom. and it will always happen because some people are unhinged and out of their minds. it's happened with adam driver and daisy ridley. their fans swore left and right they had an affair, swore he had divorced from his wife, swore his wife was cold and not right for him. turns out not only adam and his wife were still pretty much married, they also had had a secret baby. they managed to go two years without anyone knowing they had a little one. we all thought we'd be able to finally enjoy the fandom when that happened because surely the stans were going to stop. nope. they raised the bar by saying the baby wasn't adam's and when that narrative didn't work, they then changed their minds and claimed adam was only with his wife because of the baby. the fandom then decided to just carry on and enjoy our fics and fanarts because there was no stopping the stans. happened with the supernatural cast. stans shipping jared and jensen together, wishing ill on their wives, on their babies, saying they were just trying to protect their relationship so they had to hide their true selves behind their women. when misha got cast and destiel became the iconic thing that it is now, the stans were angry to the point of becoming dangerous. when it was clear jensen and misha had become very close friends, they harassed misha to hell and back because they said he was breaking jared and jensen apart. lucifer was a bit calmer but there were some stans there that couldn't accept the fact lauren and tom weren't dating in real life. it almost went downhill when lauren posted pictures of tom and his wife at their wedding but it all turned out fine. lauren was bullied a bit though and deleted her twitter. when lucifer was cancelled, they kept harassing her because she was quiet about it and posting her art on her instagram. everybody with half a brain understood that the woman had just lost her job and she was trying to go through it. the larries, obviously. anyway, honestly, don't worry, don't panic, let them talk, let them call a hundred journalists, let them do whatever they want. they always crash and burn and i promise you Joe is well aware of how adored he is by his sane fans and he knows that some bad apples don't stand a chance against the good ones.

Thank you so much for assuring us🤍

[lokisprettygirl]

Love in the time of Uncertainty (Loki x Female Reader)

Chapter 6

Summary : Why loki hates thor? His own brother,Unfortunately you won't find an answer to that.

Warning : 18+, Minors DNI, Smutty smut, Filth, Mean Dom loki, Soft Doc Loki, Degradation kink, Dumbification kink, Daddy kink, Dacryphilia, Thigh riding? 👀 (loki ride me to hel please)

Taglist : @iconfusemyselfalot @msturi2u @the-wounded-healer05 @lokiswildheartcantbebroken @hotleaf-juice @daddylokisqueen @wingedoafkidpsychic @callistoneith

Thor? Thor? What is this family? "Ummm I'm sorry sir, I can't buzz you in before I can confirm with loki, is that okay? Can you wait?" You asked him and he answered in yes. You dialled Loki's number on your phone, weirdly enough this is the first time you would ever hear his voice on the phone "Everything okay? You're not dying right?" He spoke as soon as he picked up the call "I'm not dying yet, no" you answered and he breathed in relief "Why are you calling me y/n? I'm working" he asked you, his voice sounded so velvety, you wondered how it would be like to have phone sex w.. "Y/N?" He yelled your name and you snapped out of your thoughts.

"There is some guy on the door waiting to be buzzed in, he said he's your brother, thor?" you told him and he hung up, did he just hung up? You received a call from him again after few seconds "Look don't. . don't buzz him in, tell him that I won't be back home tonight so he can just leave or go to hel for all I care" he told you sternly "You don't want to see your brother?" You asked him and he sighed "For once can you do what you're told to do?" He hung up again, and you sighed. You turned the camera on from the intercom, and you saw him, he was huge and had blonde hair, and he looked like he spent some time under the sun recently, he didn't look like Loki at all.

You told thor what loki told you except the go to hell part ofcourse and he left soon after, however he said he would return soon, why didn't he want to see his own brother? He have never talked about his family so you really didn't know what kind of dynamics they shared, Misha told you once, how his family is really into norse stuff, so weird. The thought of Misha made you tear up, sometimes you still can't believe she's gone. Now you feel so embarrassed about using his brother's name as a safe word, no wonder he got pissed at that. You decided to clean the house, it has gotten really messy and then you made the dinner, when loki came back, he avoided your existence like usual and sat down on the couch. You filled a glass of water and walked over to him "Drink" you passed him the glass and he took it, but didn't start drinking until you glared at him.

"So thor? Is your brother? His name is really, thor like officially? Legally? Like the god of thunder, thor?" You asked him and his jaw clenched at the questioning "He's not really my brother, I was adopted in the family" he revealed to you and you're even more confused now, he was adopted, that explains some of this angsty behaviour "That's even weirder, so his family is also into norse..oh wait oh I see, his family is a norse geek so they named you loki? No I'm so confused" you huffed and he rolled his eyes, the nerve thor had to show up like this after all these years, he couldn't believe this, thank the norns he was at the hospital at the time or thor would end up there "How was your day?" you sat down on his lap with your legs on either side of his thighs and he shifted a little at the sudden movement. Impossible little witch "What are you doing" he asked you and you ran your fingers through his scalp, he closed his eyes, you could have sworn you heard him purring.

And then you kissed him, you haven't seen him in like 15 hours, there was no denying that you were addicted to him, his taste, his cock, his body, his voice, the awesome mind numbing sex, he was perfectly blessed in that department "I have been good today, I deserve a reward" you mumbled as your lips trailed down from his jaw to his Adam's apples, even his neck looked attractive, such a godly looking man "You followed one simple instruction and you think you're a good girl now?" He grabbed a hold of your hair and pulled your head backwards "mmmm I think so" he snickered at your response, so easy to please. "But I don't, you're still an insolent little witch y/n, but since you listened just this once, I might reward you" he kissed you on the lips and you felt his tongue inside your mouth. The imagery from last night flashing through your head, the way you humped his legs, he can make you do anything in that state.

You bucked your hips on his thighs and he moaned as he watched your nipples poking through your filmsy tank top, he pinched your left nipple from over your top "Not wearing a bra? you even dress up like a whore, would you still wear such skimpy clothes if you were living with some other man?" He mumbled in your ears and you bite your lips, the degradation, you crave it, you need more and more of it everyday, that voice drives you crazy "No ..I do it for you I promise.. I'm your whore" you answered him and he pulled the strap of your tank top down your shoulders "You're nothing of mine darling y/n, just a pilant little wench, who gets off on being subjugated, you love it when I call you dirty names hmm? Makes you gush? I can feel the heat, I can smell your desperation, so pathetic, so usable" you closed your eyes as you heard him whispering dirty words in your ears "What's our safeword darling" he asked you as he lifted your hips up and spread his legs apart, he sat you down on his left thigh solely "Appendicitis" you mumbled and he kissed you "Good girl, you have been so good today hmm? ride my thigh, get yourself off" he commands you and you look at him "That's not fair" you told him as you pout but he took his phone out and ignored you.

"That's all you're getting little whore, get yourself off or get off me, I really don't care you see" he kissed you softly before he went back to looking at his phone, his one arm situated on the head of the couch, other one held his phone, you needed him to touch you, he was enjoying this, enjoying this alot, his mind went to the most debauched places, things he could subject you to, you're obsessed with him and he's not any better, not that he would ever admit that to himself, you start to move your hips back and forth on his thigh, moaning as you felt him flexing his muscles, he wasn't even looking at you, he was ignoring you like you weren't being so obscene for him "lokii please" you whined and he looked at you, you're ethereal "Take off your shorts and panties and do it properly, you love being a whore right? Then act like one" he ordered you and you followed it quickly, you blushed as you saw how wet you were, you were gushing.

You sat down on his thigh again and it instantly formed a wet patch on his jeans, the material felt so good rubbing against your clit. You moaned loudly as you moved back n forth trying to get as much friction as you could, you mouth found his neck again and you sucked as you kept moving your hips, he could feel your wetness soaking his pants and your knees digging into his bulge "mmmm please pay attention to me" you whined but he still ignored you, your eyes teared up, you felt so good, but you needed him to touch you, and speak to you, especially that "dadddy please look at me" a tear escaped your eye and that's when he finally looked at you, filthy little whore "What did you call me?" he clenched his jaw and grabbed your chin "I'm sorry I was just .. trying to make you pay attention to me" you mumbled as you stopped the movement of your hips "Do it again, want me to be your daddy? Want to be my babygirl hmm?" You moaned as you heard him, you were ruining him, you were ticking all the check boxes of his kinks and he felt his heart fluttering at that.

"Daddy please, help" you whined desperately, you got tired of moving so he kissed you as he held your hips to help you grind on his thigh "Look at you, your desperation knows no bounds huh? I wonder how deep I can make you fall into this depravity" he kept the rhythm of your hips slow n steady, you felt your orgasm approaching and he could tell you were going to lose it, so he stopped "Don't you dare cum, couldn't even get yourself off hmm? Needy little baby, can't do anything without daddy's help" he brought one of his hand up and pulled your hair backwards, he sucked a mark on your neck and a drop of your tear fell onto his cheek, the approaching orgasm he stopped frustrated you so much but you loved it at the same time "Tell me that you're okay with this darling, that you're enjoying this, I need you to use your words okay?" He asked you softly and you look at him, he's not as bad as he pretends to be all the time, you often wondered what made him so distant like this? "I'm more than okay, I'm perfect, this is the best I have ever felt" you told him and he pulled you in for a loving kiss then he snapped back into his mean mode pretty quickly after that.

His fingers found your clit and he pinched on them, they were swollen with need, you drove him crazy, he ripped your tank top, got you all naked on top of him, you felt so exposed, he was still fully clothed and even had a jacket on "Daddyyy, be mean to me, I need it" you mumbled and he gave you a little laugh, were you made for him only? How was he going to get get over this once he finally leaves you "Yeah want me to make you cry? Want me to be so mean to you that you're sobbing with pleasures? I can do that, oh you know I can do that, fuck yourself on my fingers" he slipped his index and middle finger inside your cunt and you hopped up n down on his digits slowly, your mind felt so blank, so hazy "Your filthy little cunt is dripping all over me, look at that" he collected your juices on his fingers and showed it to you, you blushed furiously at the vulgarity "Go on, continue, don't stop unless I tell you to" he whispered and you started to hop up n down again "I knew you craved degradation the moment I took you the first time, your cunt tightened around me when I called you a whore" he mumbled in your ears, he pulled his fingers out as he felt you getting closer to your release again and you sobbed, he was torturing you.

"Ruining my fresh clothes with your filthy juices, such a dumb attention whore you are, can't go a day without me huh?" you looked down and there was a huge wet patch that formed over his jeans, you were dripping like a fucking water tap, you were immensely turned on with this treatment "Daddy make me cumm please I'll be good I promise" you begged and he laughed as he grabbed your hips again to set the same rhythm as before, slow and torturous "You look so stupid right now baby, I wish you could see how pathetic you are for me, maybe I should film you so you can watch, fulfill that dream of yours too hmm?" He could see how you started to float in there, you really do love being humiliated like this, kinky little slut "No shame, no sense of self respect, you let me walk all over you when you're like this, mindless like an animal, maybe I should keep you in a cage, all collared up with a leash and take you out only when I have a use of your cunt" you sobbed as you heard him, he's so mean but so hot, as if he knows exactly what to say to you, you'd die for him in this moment if he asked you to and you'd definitely love to get collared by him "Daddddy I'm clooosee again... please" you begged, you couldn't use more than few syllables, your brain felt so foggy.

"Can't even speak can you? Empty headed floozy, I have fucked so many women but I have never had anyone so wanton, you're nothing but a walking talking fleshlight made for my use" oh godd.. you didn't even wait for him to give you permission, you came as soon as you heard those last words. He gasped as he felt your whole body shaking and writhing on top of him, you're in your own little heaven he could tell, he was so painfully hard, you were so filthy like this but so innocent when you weren't acting like a horny animal. Perfect combination for him, but he can't have you, can't keep you with him, can't run with you, can't trade his heart to someone again, because he doesn't have one, she broke it.

He watched you come down from your high, you were panting and moaning and sobbing, he cupped your cheeks and wiped your tears with his thumbs, he kissed you softly over n over again, it didn't feel sexual, it felt very romantic. "Thank you doc" you mumbled as you kissed his forehead "I'm not done with you yet" he whispered and pushed you down on the couch, he undressed himself quickly, he was so hard and he couldn't wait anymore, you gasped as he thrusted inside you in one quick motion "mmm I'm not the only one who craves you like this, you do too" you said to him and he looked at you as he intertwined his fingers with yours. Little minx after his own heart. "You can deny all you want doc" you smiled and threw your head backwards as he increased his pace, fucking you like his life depended on it "I won't, I won't deny that darling, I do crave you like this, but that's just the end of it" he mumbled as he felt himself getting closer.

"Whatever..ahh..you say doc, cum inside me, fill me up with your cum pleasee" you mumbled and he did, almost instantly, he kept your arms over your head as he rode his high, his face buried between the crook of your neck. You make him feel so good, not just sexually but otherwise too, you make him wish he could ever trust someone again but he can't "I don't mean any of it I hope you know that" he told you and you smiled "I know doc, you don't need me more than just sex, you say that everyday I get that" you mumbled as you pushed a strand of his hair away from his face "Not that, I meant the things I say to you when you're high on me and begging me to degrade you, I don't mean it, it's just sexual, I don't really think you're a dumb whore or .." you put your index finger on his lips and he stops explaining himself "I know that's why it's hot" you giggled and he gave you a small smile, he picked you up and took you to get showered, you were up against the wall, his one hand on the wall, other one held the side of your neck as he sucked on the other side, warm water cascading down his back "So you were adopted?" you asked him sheepishly and he looked at you "yeah and I don't want to talk about it"

He told you sternly and moved away from you, he shrivel up as soon as you start to talk about feelings or his past, what happened in his life that made him this way? "Okay" you stood up on your tippy toes and kissed him and his eyes softened, you are kind and sweet but so was she, sweetest girl he ever had in his life until she broke him and you would too if he falls for you. Once done with the shower you got dressed up and went back to the kitchen to serve him the dinner. He sat on the table, as he thought about why thor was here, what does he want now? Didn't he take enough from him, now he's here to disrupt the life he have made for himself on midgard? He snapped out of his thoughts as you served him a freshly baked pizza "Did you make it from scratch" he asked you as he took a bite and moaned, it was delicious, you're a good cook "I did" you smiled "It's scrumptious, best I have ever had on mid.. earth" he complimented you, and it made you blush, sometimes when he was nice he was too nice.

After dinner you brushed your teeth, you were starting to feel a little funny, as if you were going to get sick, you hoped not, could it be the virus? No no, you didn't touch anyone except loki, could he have it? God you don't want to think about that possibility either, can't lose that sex god, can't lose the angry chihuahua either, besides the virus didn't really have any symptom, you just die out of nowhere.

You went to his room after you were ready for bed, and he was already sprawled out, he looked at you as you stood at the edge of his bed "what do you want needy child?" He asked you and you rubbed your eyes "cuddles" he was glad that it was dark so you couldn't really see him smiling at how adorable you looked "come here then" he is inviting you? Is he inviting you ? From his own free will? The world must be coming to an end finally, you hopped on the bed quickly and snuggled him. There's no point in rejecting your affection anymore, you're stubborn as hell so he might as well enjoy it while he's here, he wrapped his arms around you and you whispered a soft good night, he was exhausted from the day and then you and he was half asleep "good night, my sweet audrey" he mumbled and you heard him, who is Audrey? Was she his girlfriend? Where is she? What happened? You have never heard him talking about anyone or mentioning anyone before. Thousands of questions raised in your head before you drifted off to sleep yourself

Next morning he woke up before you did, he felt you burning, why were you burning? for a second he was really scared that he passed the virus to you somehow but then he realised it wouldn't have any symptoms. He shook you a little to wake you up "Hey you're burning darling, do you feel feverish?" He asked you and you whined, he got off the bed and brought a thermometer to check your temperature and you were buring with 102 degree fever "You're sick, how do you feel from inside, tell me everything" he asked you, concern visible in his voice, he didn't want anything happening to you "I just..fever, and headache" you told him and he kissed your forehead, he lifted you up bridal style and took you to your room, he laid you down gently. "Okay darling, you need to eat something before I can give you medicines okay?" He told you and you nod, he went to the kitchen and grabbed some crackers you kept as snacks, he fed you few pieces and then gave you two pills for fever and headache "Lie down and rest, I need your blood sample" you whined again and he glared at you "Do not whine I need to make sure it's nothing serious" he covered you in a blanket and came back with a syringe to take your sample. Then he dressed up and went to his clinic, he needed to test your blood.

You fell asleep again, the medicine did work , when you woke up few hours later you thought he would be gone to the hospital but he was in the kitchen, you could smell the chicken soup he was making. When he saw you he walked towards you and kept his palm on your forehead, you felt warm but you were warm all the time "Fever has subsided but no need to exert yourself okay?" He picked you up by your waist and walked back to the kitchen, he situated you on the counter and you wrapped your arms around his neck, and put your head down on his shoulder "I feel queasy" you mumbled and he caressed your head "I tested your blood, nothing is wrong, your body is just fighting a harmless infection, nothing serious, medicines will make it better" he told you, good time to have a doctor as your flatmate. It didn't go unnoticed by you how caring and sweet he was being with you, this is what made you fall for him the first time "mmm okay doc, thank you" you replied to him and he kissed your forehead, before he went back to check on the soup again. "You have to go to work soon?" You asked him and he shook his head "No luckily I had a day off planned so I'm at your service" he didn't have it planned but he wasn't going to leave you all sick and alone here, that's the least he can do for everything you do for him. He's definitely not doing this because he cares about you, he assured himself mentally.

You wanted to ask him about Audrey but you didn't want to upset him right now, the chihuahua seemed at rest for now, maybe later. He asked you to rest on your bed and you followed his order like a good patient, then he brought the soup for you in your room itself, he fed you slowly even though you insisted that you could eat yourself, he glared at you and you didn't protest further. It was kind of nice, he had such a soft side to him that only came out in moments like this. You relaxed after eating as he sat in a chair in the corner of the room, reading a book, in case you needed something. You fell asleep again, the medicines were making you drowsy, for dinner he made porridge for you, you shouldn't eat anything that you won't be able to stomach, he fed you again, made you drink water, and wiped your mouth with his thumbs, he gave you your medicine and went to shower himself.

That night for the first time, it was him coming in your room, instead of you going to his "Scoot" he asked you and you did, he got under the blanket and engulfed you into him, his body warm for a change, he wasn't cold "Doc, you'll get sick, don't wanna get you sick" you sniffed and he held your chin up to look at him "Why are you sobbing? my darling" he asked softly as he wiped your tears and it made you sob more "just feel disgusting right now, didn't even shower today, I don't wanna get you sick" you sobbed and he kissed you assuringly "you're not disgusting, just sick okay? you'll get better tomorrow and then you can shower and do whatever the hell you want, and you won't get me sick, stop worrying about that, I have a very strong immune system, almost as if I'm a god or something" he whispered as his thumb rubbed softly against your chin and his lips found your forehead again. This is nice, for you definitely it is, but this was nice for him too, he loved taking care of you today.

"Sleep darling, let your body heal ,I'm here okay?" he mumbled as he wrapped you in his warmth and caressed your back over n over again until he felt you relaxing, you were almost asleep when he heard your groggy voice.

"Doc?"

"Yes darling?"

"I love you"