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mmandymmilkovich · 3 years ago

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#LauraMilkovich4Lyfe

Haha you thought I was done?? (part 1) (part 2)

She’s good at math, especially for someone who never graduated 7th grade.

She’s got ✨clinical depression ✨ but do you think she knows that? Nope.

Her dad used to do some work in Sears Tower and after 9/11 she spends weeks pretty sure he’d get blown up. She’s more upset about it than she’d ever admit. Her dad used to call her “my love”. (He’s still the worst though, don’t fall for it.)

She’s big on old sitcoms and movies, like the kind of stuff they play on TV in the middle of the day.

She has a lot of nicknames for people she loves, and people who annoy her, like Mickey does in the show.

Obviously she swears a lot.

“I’m 13 but I’ve seen everything” (source)

“It’s All Over Now, Baby Blue” and “American Girl”

Questionable but effective Mean Girl parenting.

I don’t think her Ukrainian is very good, and it just gets worse and worse over years of lack of practice. She’s not too bad at cooking traditional Ukrainian cuisine though.

A C A B

She thinks there’s a lot of problems with Terry, but his looks aren’t one of them.

“I’m on his nerves, I’m pissing him off and ruining his day.�� (source)

“You want your stupid eggs or not, dad?! Stop being such a prick, I’ll even make you sausage.” (x) & “Get out and help me push, tough guy.” (x)

Loathe to admit it, but there were positive qualities of their relationship... Food in her belly and a roof over her head. Protection. Mickey and Mandy and the other kids (family). Having a “place”, like being able to walk into any room Terry’s in and being able to put her arms around his shoulders and belonging somewhere (Mitski’s “Me and My Husband”).

“I am a house gutted by fire“ - Rainer Maria Rilke

I thought I’d be all about ice or the drowning motifs for her (The Mountain Goats’ “No Children”) but really songs about arson just connect to Laura so well.

“She Used to Be Mine” - Waitress

Sometimes I imagine she haunts 1955 Zemansky Rd. In season 11 when the house is foreclosed on because the meth lab in the basement blew up? That was her 👻your fave could never. (Did she also possess that nun and murder Terry the day after she herself died 13 years prior? Yes, yes she did.)

It's a sad song / It's a sad tale / It's a tragedy / It's a sad song / But we sing it anyway / 'Cause here’s the thing / To know how it ends / And still begin to sing it again / As if it might turn out this time - Hadestown, “Road to Hell (Reprise)”

Like, she’s this tragic figure, almost mythical, pinned down by fate. But there’s also all these forks in the road and opportunity that at every step you have to hope things go differently. That’s why she’s so well suited to AU stories. Like in every universe Ian and Mickey find each other and fall in love. In every universe we as readers want to spare Laura, but we also want Mickey to live.

“Family’s Family” That motto Mickey repeats in different ways isn’t a Milkovich trait, it’s a Laura trait. You can’t tell me that Terry would have fostered that sort of devotion and loyalty in his kids (Cousin Joey, Sammy, Aleks, & Zofia are willing to shoot themselves rather than help Terry). That ride or die, get-Lip-into-uni, what-we-owe-to-each-other mentality is Laura, and it sprang up as a response of her not wanting to be like her own parents.

In an alternate universe, we’re all fans of the show “Dysfunction” 😆it’s darker than Shameless but still a dramedy.

Mickey and Mandy graduating high school is important to her.

Laura takes over Terry’s drug business. Gaslight, Gatekeep, Girlboss. She gets out of it eventually though.

Once upon a time there was a picture of the Milkovich house with a cat on the front porch. Do you think I can find it now? No. But anyway, this can adopts Laura.

Terry’s birthday, Father’s Day, the day Terry died... these dates continue to haunt Laura (mostly because of her terrible in-laws, but also a desire not to have her children have terrible daddy issues).

A lot of Laura’s main story would be about women’s trauma, especially the unexplored “Shameless” trauma and abuse of its women characters. Ethel, Sandy, Mandy, Molly, the Russians, Karen, and how all of this connects to Laura as she desperately tries to hold things together and deal with her own trauma.

EP 3x03 would have been a bigger storyline as Laura beats on predators.

At the end of S4 she does see the Levchuks again.

She joins PFLAG and then is like... “what do you mean we don’t threaten or beat up anybody? What’s the point of this? If we’re going to get rid of conversion therapy we have to electrocute someone.”

She can be soulmates with (Jeffrey Dean Morgan’s) Charlie Peters as a treat.

She likes Lip way more than she likes Ian. More Lip and Mickey scenes. More Mickey and Gallagher scenes tbh.

Laura, Lip, and Brad should do the motorcycle thing together with the Russian prostitutes.

Of course Lip would have a crush on Laura at some point because he’s dumb.

She’d accidentally enter that throuple with Kev and V and none of them would know how to break up with each other.

She would not just lose track of Mandy(!!!!!!!!!), and Mandy certainly would not have left in S5 with Kenyatta, Jesus Christ.

More dumb Iggy and Colin foolishness.

When Laura talks about her kids with strangers they assume they’re in the single digit age bracket.

#laura milkovich #mickey milkovich #mandy milkovich #shameless #shameless us #shameless au

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sammyblep · 4 years ago

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FOR THE ASK GAME: sam obviously :’)

First impression ok so it's been AGES since i first watched spn so I'll give you my first impression from my current rewatch which is Oh My God The Universe Hates This Man

Impression now OH MY GOD THE UNIVERSE HATES THIS MAN. SOMEONE GIVE HIM A HUG HE NEEDS A GODDAMN HUG-

Favorite moment Literally any bitchy!Sam moment. Bitchy possessed Sam in Asylum. Bitchy soulless!Sam. Bitchy to Lucifer or a Horseman or God or his brother. I just love it so much

Idea for a story Soooo many actually hang on lemme go look up my list - here we go - I have baby magda au, which I've already talked about some; it focuses on Sam rediscovering his psychic powers and healing from his trauma while also learning how to be a parent for a toddler who's seen horrors no one should know exist. I have nonverbal au, which is Sam slowly going nonverbal post-Cage, culminating with him being fully nonverbal when Gadreel takes over (meaning, since Gadreel is always talking out of Sam anyways, Dean and Cas and co. don't know Sam's been nonverbal for ages until Crowley helps him kick Gadreel out.) Casifer kiss, which jess lc inspired. Honey!Cas developed a reputation for kissing friends and people he liked full on the mouth. Casifer takes advantage of that and kisses Sam a lot. No one knows at first that it's Lucifer doing this and not Cas. I've got the Avatar/bending AU, which I've rambled about in discord a lot, but it's basically Lucifer stole the Avatar powers and used them to manipulate Sam, who then years later uses them to protect Jack. Possessed-again Sam, which is a worse version of Casifer kiss. In this one, Casifer comes up to Sam and asks, "can I?" as if he's going in for a kiss. And Sam goes "yeah, sure" and the next thing he knows Lucifer is possessing him. JESSIFER MY BEST FRIEND JESSIFER - where from the very beginning, all the way back in s1, Lucifer was using Jess's image to reach out to and manipulate Sam, and when he was freed from the Cage, he stole Jess's body and soul from Heaven, promising she could tell Sam she loves him if he can use her as his vessel. Largely inspired by @nevidimochka's art! And lastly (for now at least) there's ghost!Sam, which is that Gadreel comes to possess Sam's body post-trials, but Sam's soul's hold on the body is too tenuous and he just... slips away. But no reaper will come and take him; they don't bother taking any Winchester anywhere anymore, actually, because they just come back anyways. So Sam is forced to haunt Dean and Cas and his own possessed body that he's tied to, unable to leave.

Unpopular opinion This man would not know how to be a good father at first!! He does not have the parenting instinct/experience the way Dean has!! I think he'd learn to be a fantastic parent but it would be an extreme learning curve for him (which is why I love baby Magda au so much because it's that exactly!!)

Favorite relationship God I'm a sucker for so many friendships and relationships... Sam and Jo as besties is a fave, and I'm a sucker for Sabriel and Saileen and my fave ot4 Sabrieleena, and Sam and Cas being genderweird best friends is SUCH a mood... probably if I had to choose only one I'd choose Sam and Magda, mother and daughter

Favorite headcanon oh god i have to pick ONE? O N E???? uh. uhhhhhhh. I'm a transfemme Sammy truther, but that's common... hm. I mean we don't have his canon major at Stanford, just that he was pre-law, but I love the idea of religious history/philosophy double major Sam and that's my personal take on it!

(send me a character and I'll tell you some stuff)

#i have. a lot of sam aus. i'm pretty sure i forgot a lot in here #BUT #please ask me about them. i am an idea factory and i am always supplying for more than there is demand. so like if you have questions #plssssssss #ask meme #sam winchester #spn #bels answers

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blackmissfrizzle · 5 years ago

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Part of Your World

Characters: Dean Winchester x black!reader

Summary: Its basically a Little Mermaid AU (still in the SPN realm) with a dash of African mythology.

Warnings: A couple of puns, because I couldn’t help myself lol

A/N: My love of Disney caused me to write another fic based on one of my fave princesses. Also it was inspired by this post I saw and then I had to do my own research, because I was so interested. I need more African mythology in fantasy! Anyways, as usual this is for the black girls that done feel seen in the show or the fandom! I hope you enjoy!

Humans were bad. They were selfish, careless, and evil. Or that’s what you were supposed to believe, according to your mother. But to you they were interesting and not as bad as your mother made them out to be. Just like merpeople some were as your mother described, but most were good or at least trying to be better. That’s why you had to save them.

One day when you were swimming up to the surface and saw a bunch of protectors of the land. Those things they called cars were flashing red and blue lights. There was a dead body on the shore and the person’s wounds were unnatural for another human to cause. So, naturally you investigated.

Since the time you were a teen, you would sneak on land to watch the humans up close and personal. Your Aunt Iliana was the sea witch. She gifted you with a necklace that allowed you walk on land. According to her, your destiny was on land, which is why your mother banned you from swimming too close to land and keeping you away from your aunt.

This time you were making your trek to land every night. Scuttle, your skin-walker friend allowed you to work at his bar and you hoped to catch some gossip on the murders. Tonight, was busier than usual. You were running from one end of the bar to the other and not catching a word about the killings. That was until you heard an alluring voice. It was deep, slightly gravelly, but smooth and could easily lull you to sleep.

“Dude, I’m putting money it’s a witch. That’s the only reasonable explanation.” Dean argued with his brother. They had been in town for 2 days and no leads whatsoever. All they had was a bunch of guys who suddenly had a turn of bad luck, lost all their money and died of on land drowning.

Not only were you attracted to this man’s voice, but he was looking into the murders too! You had to make yourself known. Turning around just in time you saw him finish his drink. He was the most perfect man you’ve seen. His green eyes rivaled the coral reefs vibrant color. His lips were unexpectedly plump for a man of his shade. His jaw was set hard, but you could tell he had a soft nature.

“Stop staring and talk to the man!” Scuttle encouraged you while tending to other patrons.

“Stop being a guppy, Y/N!” You told yourself before making your way to the man. Pointing at his empty glass, you asked the stranger if he wanted another drink.

Dean had to do a double take. The beautiful bartender was talking to him. He noticed her all night. When she was walking up and down the bar, she was singing to herself and he thought she had a beautiful voice. Some of the time Dean would tune Sam out just to listen to her.

“Yes, please. Can you make it a double?”

Shaking your head yes, you brought out the good liquor. Scuttle would most likely kill you, but you needed information and the best way to get it was making this beautiful stranger’s lips loose. “On the house,” you mentioned when you saw he was about to object for the pricey whiskey.

“Thank you.” He gave you a loop-sided smile and you walked away, not wanting to push too quickly. “Wait,” he called out, pulling something out of his pocket. It was a picture of him in some fancy suit saying FBI Agent Dean Plant. “I’m Agent Plant and this is Agent Page,” he pointed to the taller man next to him, “have you seen any of these gentlemen here?”

Dean stared at the red-haired beauty as she stared at the photos of the male victims. It wasn’t like him to be so mesmerized by a woman that he didn’t even notice her pointing out the latest victim.

“Yeah, he was here. I remembered because he seemed so sad, so I decided to check on him.”

Agent Plant perked up and leaned forward on the bar, “Do you know what had him so upset?”

You wanted to look at Dean, but his green eyes made your stomach flutter like a school of fish, so you paid attention to his partner. “Um, something about how he made a bad deal and lost all his money and his girlfriend.”

The two brothers turned towards each other and silently communicated that they both thought it was a demon deal. Quickly, they both stood up and paid for the drinks. “Thank you! We’ll be back tomorrow.” Dean smiled at you before following his brother out the bar.

For a while you stood there in a trance. He was coming back tomorrow! You would have to tell Scuttle to take you shopping for some more clothes.

“Don’t do it.”

“Huh?” Scuttle’s voice startled you to the present.

“He’s a hunter and human. Both things your mother hates the most. Secretly help them and go on about your life.” Scuttle warned, then attended to another bar patron.

Too bad you didn’t listen to Scuttle, because now you were in trouble.

The following night, Dean and Sam came back they seemed discouraged. Turned out their lead was a bust. No demon deals occurred in this town according to Crowley.

Throughout the night, you would eavesdrop on their conversation about the case and it was becoming clearer to you what exactly were killing these men. Because of a festival that happened earlier that day, the bar was slammed, and you didn’t get to tip off Dean and Sam about what they were hunting before they left.

Time to time your best friends, Sebastian and Floyd would escort you on land to ensure your safety. No one wanted to feel the wrath of your mother if something bad were ever to happen to you.

“Fellas, I need one of you to cover for me.” You leaned across the bar already batting your eyes. It was always a struggle to get these two to do something without a little coercion.

“Why?” Sebastian ran his hands through his dreads, he was already suspecting you were up to no good.

“So, I can tell the hunters what’s killing the humans.” You rushed out, then tried to leave but Sebastian stopped you.

“Uh huh. No way, missy. We all agreed that you would do it without outing yourself.” Sebastian was the harder of the two to convince. Being your mother’s court advisor made him be more overprotective of you.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea, Y/N. Humans are already scary, but hunters are terrifying.” Floyd shivered at the idea of talking to one. He could already imagine his tail as a trophy on some hunter’s wall.

You ruffled your friend’s kinky blue curls. “Don’t be guppy, Floyd.” Finished messing up his hair, you ran out the bar. Better to ask for forgiveness than permission. It was always that way with those two. You wanted to do something, they would say it was a bad idea, and then you would do it anyway. Those two should’ve learned by now.

You didn’t have to go far since Scuttle’s bar was on the beach and Dean and Sam were already there. It looked like they were inspecting something, when you saw hands made of water grab onto the two and drug them into the sea.

It was her; you knew it. Shedding your clothes, you dived into the water. You couldn’t bask in the water like you usually would after a day on land. Cutting through the current you found the men drowning and the mysterious water hands gone. She didn’t need to kill them instantly. The depths she brought them to would do the job for her. She just didn’t count on you to come in and save the day.

You were a lot stronger in water than on land, so it was easy to drag both men up to the surface. Hopefully, she didn’t have eyes on you. She had eyes everywhere in the water.

You took them to your hidden grotto you used to come onto land or just to think alone. Using your powers to manipulate water, you expelled the water from their lungs.

Dean was the first one coming into consciousness. It was the same voice from last night. The bartender, he thought. He sat up to thank her, but she wasn’t there. The only thing he thought he saw was a fin.

“Sammy!?” Dean rolled over to his brother. He slapped him to jolt him awake.

Sam sat up, out of sorts for a moment. “Dude, what the hell was that?” He dragged a hand over his face.

Dean shook his head. “Man, I don’t know.”

The brothers sat there confused not knowing what the hell they were gonna do.

You watched the brothers leave the grotto from behind a rock formation. Once they were gone, you emerged from your hiding spot.

“Helping hunters?” She clicked her tongue. “I’m disappointed in you. I thought a daughter of Cora’s would know better.” Mami Wata stood above you in all white, draped in the most expensive jewels, stoking the head of her snake. This was the first time she appeared to you and you were in awe despite the circumstances.

“You’re killing innocent men. What else am I supposed to do?” Normally, you would speak to her with respect, but this situation did not call for it. People were dying.

“They’re not innocent. I promised them riches in exchange for fidelity. They broke the agreement.”

She was right. Those men did make the deals of their own free will, but what she was doing didn’t sit right with you. “But you didn’t have to kill them. Other Mami Watas leave them broke.”

“Who are you to question me?!” Her voice echoed, causing some of the rocks to shake. “Sorry,” Mami Wata regained her composure when she saw you tremble in fear. “I like you, Princess Y/N. You’re strong-spirited, but I can’t have you in my way, but I also promised your mother I would protect her offspring.”

“Then what now?” You crossed your arms with an attitude. Mami Wata released the python that was wrapped around her into the water.

The green creature slithered up to your neck and squeezed tightly. “It’ll be hard for you to help the hunters without that beautiful voice of yours.” In a panic, you clutched your neck trying to speak, but it was already too late. Mami Wata already took your voice.

The snake went back to its satisfied owner. “A little piece advice,” Mami Wata looked at you with pity. “The one with the green eyes, don’t fall for him. The pale ones are always the worst.” She chuckled as she made her exit.

Even though, you didn’t have your voice, you had to find a way to warn the hunters.

Sam and Dean were going crazy. All they could come up with is that they were possibly dealing with the god, Poseidon and even that sounded far-fetched for them.

They were knee-deep in research when there was a knock on their door. Both brothers grabbed their guns and Sam looked out the peephole. “It’s the bartender from the other night.”

Dean shoved his little brother out the way. “Smooth, dude.” Sam mumbled at a flustered Dean. Opening the door, Dean greeted you. In return you waved back. “Hey, Y/N, right?”

You shook your head vigorously, excited that he remembered your name.

“What can I help you with?” He asked, looking at you expectantly. Oh shit! How were you gonna let him now you were there to help?

An idea popped in your head. You held up a finger and brought out the cellphone Scuttle bought for you. Unlocking the phone, all the words were gibberish to you when they shouldn’t be. You were fluent in all languages. Mami Wata must’ve cursed all your modes of communications. Son of a bitch!

“Woah!” Dean lifted his arms as you pushed pass him when you saw a photo of one of the victims. Grabbing it you motioned to the boys you could help. They were confused to why you weren’t speaking and even more confused on how you knew another victim.

“Dean, I think she’s connected somehow.” You eagerly waved the photo in agreeance. Sam crouched down to assure you he wasn’t a threat. “Did you lose your voice because you know who did this?” Sam clapped his hands in victory when you confirmed his suspicion.

Dean wanted to believe you were there to help, but he could never be too careful. He’s been burned too many times before. “How do we know you’re not the one doing the killings?”

Pinching your nose and pointing to the boys, you reenacted their drowning and you pulling them out. “You’re the one who saved us? How?” Dean scanned you up and down, there was no way you had the strength to pull him AND his brother. Well, no way if you were only human.

Of course, they wouldn’t believe you. To them you were a human woman. You puckered your face like you seen humans do to imitate fish, then you pointed to your closed legs and made swimming motions with your hands.

“No way.” Sam thought out loud.

“What,” Dean asked, still in the dark.

Sam rolled his eyes. “Man, you were always bad at charades.”

“I’m not!” Dean sputtered like a child.

“I think she’s a mermaid.”

“Sam, don’t you think we would’ve heard of them being real?” Dean couldn’t wrap his head around the idea.

Dean’s disbelief caused an argument between the boys. They were too busy with trying to be right that they didn’t notice you taking off your clothes. There was only one way to end this argument. Just in your bra you tapped your seashell necklace and prepared for the fall.

At the sound of something falling, Sam and Dean stopped arguing. “Oh shit!” They simultaneously said, realizing Sam was right.

It was uncomfortable to have your tail and not be near water, so you transformed back to legs in forth of them. When Sam and Dean noticed you were naked down below, they quickly turned their backs to you.

After you were dressed properly, you tapped both on their broad shoulders. Questions were flying at you. Was it another mermaid behind the killings? How many mermaids are there? Are you a good or bad mermaid? How do you have sex?

You pointed to the photos to direct the hunters’ attention (more Dean than Sam) back to the case. “Oh yeah, the case.” Dean sheepishly rubbed the back of his head. “You said you knew who’s behind the murders, right?”

Nodding yes, you began thinking of how to act out Mami Wata. Jumping up and down you got the boys’ attention when you figured it out.

You mimicked the motion parents do when they rock their babies. “Cradle? Rocking?” Dean guessed.

“Baby?!” Sam called out. You smiled at his correct guess, but that wasn’t the word they needed, it was only a connection.

Pointing between you and your imaginary baby, you hoped they would get it.

“Mom?”

“Mother?”

“Mama?”

“Mommy?” Dean threw out. You squeezed his cheeks and gave him a kiss.

Dean gave Sam a superior look. “And you said I was bad at charades.” Sam ignored his brother’s smug smirk and paid attention to you searching for something. Your eyes lit up when you found it. This should be easy.

“Water?” Dean asked and it earned him another kiss from you. He smiled victoriously at Sam. Now he wanted to play charades with you all the time.

Combining the two words, Sam asked you, “Mommy water?” Close enough. You knew they weren’t familiar with the dialect. You nodded your head yes and Sam began searching it. “Okay, I think I got it.” Sam announced after a few minutes. “Mami Wata?” He looked to you for approval. You jumped over to him and placed a big kiss on Sam’s cheek.

“Shut up,” Dean told Sam before he could say something smart. “What are we dealing with?”

“Okay, lore says Mami Wata is an African water goddess. She can take an appearance of a mermaid or human. Either way she’s extremely beautiful, like Aphrodite beautiful.”

Dean hovered above his brother. “Enough with the backstory. Why is she killing dudes?”

Sam scrolled down further until he found what he wanted. “I think I got it. Mami Wata appears to some men and promise them riches and good fortune as long as they remain faithful to her. Cheat and you’ll lose everything. Sometimes even your life.”

“Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. How do we kill her?”

Sam leaned back and sighed at what he read. “Wooden stake dipped in the blood of one of their living victims.”

Dean started browsing the local newspaper. He remembered something sticking out. He shook the paper when he found the article about a man winning the two million dollars lottery. “Boom! I think we got our next victim.” He started grabbing his belongings. “Sammy, Y/N, let’s roll.”

It was always a set-up. The men Mami Wata made deals with were notorious cheaters. She knew they would break the deal and cheat. With some teamwork, preparation, and some luck the three of you were able to kill her before she got to her next victim.

“You know it would be nice to have a mermaid on Team Free Will.” Dean desperately wanted to spend more time with you.

You intertwined your fingers with Dean’s. “I wish, but I belong in the ocean. Princess duties.”

Dean nodded his head to himself. “Well, let me leave you with a parting gift.”

Dean’s lips were less than an inch away from yours when you heard your mom’s voice. “Y/N!” She was flanked by a sulking Sebastian and Floyd.

You wasted no time going to her. For her to be on land meant you were deep in trouble. You gave Dean one more glance, taking in his features for the last time.

Tears feel from your eyes as Sebastian and Floyd tried to comfort you. Your mother really banned you from the kingdom. Sneaking to land? Forgivable. Almost kissing a human? Forgivable. But killing her goddess? Unforgivable, apparently.

Your friends assured you the queen would change her mind. Despite your different beliefs, you were her favorite because you were so similar. But how long would it take for her to change her mind? Your mother could hold a grudge.

“Y/N?” Dean called into the grotto. Behind him was Sam and Scuttle. “What’s wrong?” He sat by you and pulled you into a hug.

Sebastian splashed some water on him.

“What the fuck, dude?!”

“Don’t you think you’ve helped enough? Both of you?” Sebastian glared at both brothers.

“What did we do?” Sam asked, a little scared of the abnormally buff merman.

Splashing some water with your tail, you admonished your friend. “Don’t mind Seb, he’s always crabby.”

“I get crabby when my princess and friend gets banished because she helped hunters.”

Sticking up a finger, you corrected him. “For your information I got in trouble for killing Mami Wata.”

Sam knelt by you, feeling horrible that him and Dean were the cause of your current predicament “Is it true?”

“That I got banned? Yeah, but it’s not your fault. I knew this could happen. I’m just bummed I have to find a new home.”

Scuttle laid a hand on your shoulder. “Y/N/N, you always have a home with me.”

Sam and Dean traded looks with each other, this was their fault and they needed to fix it. “Or…” Dean drew out. “You can live with us, hunt with us.” Dean saw the debate in your eyes. “That’s only if you want to. No pressure.” He added nervously.

When your eyes lit up, Floyd began shaking his head no. “Y/N, nuh uh! There’s vampires, werewolves, ghosts, and demons!”

“Stop being a guppy, Floyd!” Your Aunt Iliana chuckled as she swam up with her dolphin, Pica. “This is where she’s meant to be.” She gave you a knowing smirk.

Her prophecy! You remembered. Sliding back in the water you gave your aunt and friends hugs and kisses goodbye. You promised them to visit as much as you could.

With a press to your necklace, your tail turned into legs and with some magic from Aunt Iliana you had clothes on this time.

“Ready?” Dean offered his hand.

You put your hand in his. “Yeah.” It sucked to be kicked out of your world, but now you could be a part of Dean’s.

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cuddliestbear · 4 years ago

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Alright, so because I am not feeling like a million bucks, in an effort to retain some positivity. I am going to do as @blinksinbewilderment does and list some good happy things

Started playing overwatch recently, and I love it vm

Junkrat is my favorite feral trash goblin

Roadhog has that "i will kill people who look at me wrong" vibe in addition to the "looks huggable and like a protective friend" vibe at the same time and I am HERE FOR IT

Winston is too pure for this world

So is Tracer

I am VERY gay for Lena Oxton

Met some cool online friends on overwatch!!

We now play several different online games together

Among Us is such an underrated game. Space detectives? Sign me tf up!!!

Final fantasy fourteen online is great, and so is playing it with friends

I made myself into a cute, smol, cat girl conjurer and my friends that I play with like protecc the smol bean and it makes my heart happy

Legit this group of dudes are some of the most positive and respectful group of humans online anywhere

Like I am as one would call a "noob" to most of these games and they are wicked patient with me and teach me how to play rather than get mad that I am not a pro.

Also, because I was born female, my voice is obv feminine and when a dude who wasn't in our group, but on the same team as us started behaving in a...certainway towards me once he heard my girlish voice, my pals totally gave him the what for in the form of a tongue lashing.

I don't know it just makes me feel good! Knowing I can speak in matches and if a dude acts a certain way I have my pals to back me up.

Like these dudes drink their respect women juice daily. And I live them for it.

Like they are the big brothers I never had.

Also also, friend is bringing me lunch today, my sammy-sam, and I love her also vm

Like bruh I could not live without this bitch in my LIFE

I have no idea how the hell i survived 16 years before meeting her and Andrew

I love them both vm

Coffee is wonderful

Because I do not know how to sleep like a proper human so coffee saved my ass and I shall WORSHIP THE BEANS!!!!

Did the sorting hat test on wizarding world . Org for a few ocs and love the results

My angsty, fluffy oc child is in the same house as me and I am PLEASED.

It hufflepuff, and we both have so much love to give.

My buddy got 5th or 4th place in the whole world on the song Centuries in Audica!!! So proud!!!

Got the B.Va skin in OW and I LOVE IT

Got a new (to me) electric guitar!!

It's so gorgeous I can't stop looking at it!

Needs to be tuned up, but I can do that! Legit I miss playing guitar so much.

Wanna get an amp so I can shred those FRETS!

I wanna make rock song covers!!!

Saw some really cool thumb picks on amazon and want them

Made THE BEST mashed potatoes on saturday!

Apparently melted butter and heavy cream make for some BOMB ASS mashed taters.

And mashing them with a siv is a way to get silky smooth tatos

It hard but worth it.

We got a two new couches and I love them.

One can kind of turn into a straight up lounge bed and the other is motorized and leather and comfy.

HAMILTON IS ON DISNEY PLUS

I REPEAT

HAMILTON

DISNEY

PLUS!!!!!!!!

Hi-chews are the best and anyone who says otherwise can fight me

Dragonfruit flavored things are delicious

Wearing my fave hoodie and comfy shorts today and that is a form of self care

I have been such a good noodle with how I have spent my money this past week and there is only one week left to go before I get paid again, and I am going to try being a good noodle until then

My friend has a pokemon game and made this whipped cream looking pokemon into the pan flag and I AM SO SOFT FOR IT

Snorlax is FRIEND SHAPED

I WANT TO HUG EVERYTHING

JOHN LAURENS WAS TOO GOOD FOR THIS WORLD

Season two of Kipo and the Age of the wonderbeazts came out and I LOVE

BENSON BEING A CHAOTIC GAY IS WHAT I AM HERE FOR PEOPLE

MANDU PUTTING STRAWS IN HIS MOUTH TO IMITATE THE BIG HOGS IS THE BEST!!! AND I WOULD DIE FOR HIM!!!!

Wolf needs a hug pronto and I WILL DELIVER!

Dave is the best bug boy and I STAN

Have TRY EVERYTHING by Shakira stuck in my head and that's ok

Idk I just love everyone

#good happy things #happy thoughts #friends

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milkkygirls · 5 years ago

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in all her beauty. (sam winchester.)

!lowercase intended!

summary: after a tough hunt and y/n getting pretty beat up from it, sam convinces his special girl that she’s still beautiful. even with all her cuts, bruises, and scars.

warnings: soft!smut (thigh riding, oral, penetration.) fem!reader, reader self-doubting herself, nudity, language, unprotected sex, some violence, angst, my dyslexic ass writing. (this isn’t set in any particular season— but its season one sam look since i’m a whore for it 😔)

wc: 2,638.

author’s note: i love sammy so much and him in soft smut is just my fave i had to write one! this is also mostly from sam’s pov!!! (i’d also like to bring up that english isn’t my first language! so if there’s any mistakes, i apologize.)

He always reminded her that her battle scars were beautiful. That they gave her the tough personality she only exuded when she fought the supernatural. She was shy, calm, collected, and most importantly, compassionate. Sam admired her strength through the tough times they went through on the road, and even before she met them. He could always have an intelligent conversation with her, talk to her about his feelings and just how he was in general. She was a good listener like that, she also gave great advice when he needed it.

At the same time she could also be a free spirit. She had told him once that she wished she was a bird, a bird that could just fly away when things got too hard and almost broke her, but he reassured her he would be the hands that held her like delicate porcelain. In the three years they’d spent together, he loved her more than she could ever imagine, there simply weren’t enough words in any sort of dictionary that he could accurately string together to tell her his love for her.

So when this recent fight got down and dirty he was worried, watching the love of his life, his soulmate, be thrown around the room like she was nothing by talking he wretched demon. But when the demon grabbed her by her neck and nearly squeezed the life out of her was enough to make him feel feral. He wanted to rip the demon’s vessel apart with his bare hands and vanquish the impurity. When he said what she called his “magic words” and all-too-familiar black smoke fled. He ran to her side, clutching her tightly as she coughed, violently almost.

He picked her up, protectively against his chest. Her feet dangled and her arms wrapped around him securely as he jogged as fast as he could to the impala, sitting with her in the backseat, calling for his brother. The eldest Winchester hurried and drove off, his prized car’s tires screeching against the asphalt at Sam’s impatience to get back to the Motel.

The motel was crappy, run down, but Y/N still managed to find something charming about the water stained ceiling and probably century old bedding. She was hurt, but had made Sam promise not to take her to a hospital. She may have hunted ghouls and demons for a living, things that only people had bad dreams about, but hospitals gave her the heebie jeebies. Something about them being so pristine in a place filled with death, a place where the reaper lurked, was unsettling to say the least.

Sam carried her into the motel, placing her down on the bed closest to the door. She smiled despite her busted lip, throbbing pain shooting through her face at the curling of her lips, “I can still walk Sammy.” She said softly, pulling her hair out of her ponytail and slowly (yet painfully) peeling her jacket off and tossing it to the ground. “I-I know, I just wanted to help you.” was all Sam said in response.

They both knew Dean would be gone awhile, going to the local bar to drown his problems in whiskey while talking nonsense to the poor bartender. “I’m gonna take a bath..would you mind helping me wash my hair?” She asked, standing up and looking up at Sam.

He towered over her, her gentle giant as she called him lovingly. He nodded in agreement and kissed the top of her head, watching as she took off her boots by the bed and walked into the bathroom. He followed when he heard the faucet turn on, opening the discolored white bathroom door to see her taking her pants off, kicking them to the side and next her shirt, tossing them into a pile before climbing into the tub.

The tub was cold, gave her goosebumps as the hot water helped her adjust to the difference in surface temperatures. She sighed in a relaxed tone and waded her fingers through the water, turning up to look at a flustered Sam. “What? Never seen a naked lady?” She teased and he shook his head with a chuckle, laying the jacket he had already taken off onto the counter before kneeling down.

He was at eye level with her now, his hazel eyes staring into her e/c ones. He noticed the bruise that formed around her left eye, and the dark purple one that ran around her neck. He leaned forward to give her the most delicate of kisses on her lip, to which she winced softly at the throbbing from it being busted. He chuckled again and looked down at his shoes, “Sorry, I forgot its fresh.”

“The pain doesn’t matter as long as I get to still be here with you.” She gave him a warm smile, handing him a cup that had been on the sides of the tub. He filled it to the brim with water from the tub, pouring it over her scalp. The quiet moan of pleasure that escaped her lips at the feeling of hot water washing away the dirt, blood, and grime from her skin was something Sam would have been ashamed to admit made him hard. She giggled,despite her physical health circumstances, and wiped the water away from her eyes, “You’re tense Sam.”

He knew exactly what she was talking about. She had known (and slept with) the youngest Winchester long enough to know when his blood was running south. He gulped and massaged her scalp, a little favor he did in return for all the times he’d lay his head in her lap on a tough night and have her fingers brush his worries away. She hummed in delight at this, enjoying the way the now warm water felt along the grooves of her back.

After her hair was good and washed, she stood up, baring all her shamless naked glory infront of Sam. She winked at him and reached for the towel, wrapping it around her body. But her teasing had made her forget about the pain that coursed through her sore muscles, but it returned when she tried to step over the tub edge, wincing until Sam hoisted her up and over, her soaked feet hitting the stained and cracked tiles and even leaving some patches of damp on his shirt.

Y/N followed Sam back to the main room of their motel room, rummaging through her bag to pull out a pair of underwear and her favorite shirt of Sam’s: the purple dog shirt. It always fit him snuggly, hugged his muscles in all the right places. But her? It swallowed her whole, drapped off her frame like a loose dress. She crawled into the creaky bed, her head planting itself firmly in the pillow as she watched Sam get undressed.

He was gorgeous. She always thought of him as a sculpture that was carved with the delicate accuracy that ancient Greek’s had. He was chiseled. A God in her eyes. “If I didn’t know better i’d you were watching me.” He said, a smirk curled on his lips as he plopped into the bed, pulling her as close and fast as he possibly could without hurting her. A rosey tint dusted onto her cheeks and she buried her face into the crook of his neck as a response. He chuckled, rubbing circles onto her back, feeling the bumpiness of the scars that resided there. “Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?” He mumbled. She lifted her head, a quirked eyebrow. “Only everyday Sammy.” She responded. She pressed a kiss to his jawline, nipping at the skin and making him shudder.

His hand instinctively grabbed a hold of her waist, pulling her flush against him. The lack of barrier between her breasts and his chest was criminal. He wanted to eat her up right there, give her the best night of her life, but he didn’t wanna hurt her in the slightest. She didn’t want to be treated like a piece of glass though, she just wanted him to handle her without breaking her. She noticed his distraction with her chest and took the moment to kiss him. She ignored the pain in her lip, feeling as his lips molded perfectly against her own, relishing in the feeling of his fingers brushing through her hair.

Like an instinct, Sam pulled her on top of him, so she was straddling him, most importantly, straddling his thigh. She broke the kiss and gave him a confused look, resting her hands on his chest. “What’re you doing?” She wondered, staring into those hazel eyes with curiosity. He sighed and sat up more, grabbing her hands from his chest and interwining his fingers with her own. “You’re hurt and I don’t wanna hurt you more. So I wanna try something new.” He stated and her eyebrow quirked once more.

“Sam Winchester, are you asking me to ride your thigh?”

“Uh..yeah. Like your life depends on it.”

She was surprised to say the least, the blush creeping back onto her cheeks. He noticed this and his eyes widened slightly, “Only if you want to, that is.” He stated once again and she closed her eyes, letting out a deep exhale.

“You have no idea how long i’ve been wanting to do this.” Her looking directly into his eyes after this made him realize the amount of swelling that was around the affected eye, it wasn’t too bad though, nothing a bag of ice couldn’t fix.

“Go for it.” He encouraged, holding her hips, fingers digging into the meat there. She bit the good side of her lip and positioned herself properly, the feeling of his muscular thigh pressing against her core made her stomach do flips. She found the right spot, holding onto his shoulders as she began to rock back and forth against him, a quiet moan escaping her lips as she did so.

The friction she was beginning to create had her throwing her head back, feeling pure euphoria as Sam watched her facial expressions twist and turn with pleasure. That sight alone would make him cream his boxers but he kept himself cool and calm, wanting nothing more than to turn her on her back and fuck her till she couldn’t see straight. But patience is a virtue she always told him, and good things comes to those who wait.

“You’re doing so good... so beautiful.” He praised, his hands moving down to her thighs to help with the friction. His muscles moved so deliciously against her clothed core and she couldn’t bare it. She stared at him, a sweaty, panting mess. But he thought she looked stunning, glowing infact. Her motions became slower, more lazy as she reached her climax. Sam helped her move, wanting her to release the tension that had built up. A borderline pornographic moan left her mouth as she came to a high, falling forward into him, her hips still rocking against him as her face buried into his neck and her fingers ran through his hair. The sight of her riding his thigh made him hard, but the feeling of her rocking softly on his crotch made him groan.

In one fluid motion he had her on her back, careful enough not to hurt her. Y/N’s head sunk into the worn pillows, she was still coming down from her previous orgasm, but as soon as it ended it started again when Sam’s fingers looped around the elastic of her small shorts and pulled them down her legs, tossing them to the floor. She was embarrassed at how soaked her underwear were, but the heat that had caused her to become flustered hid her the embarrassment on her cheeks. “Lay back and relax beautiful... this is all about you.” Sam had a tendency to do that, to put her pleasure before his own, to make her cum a few times before he fucked her. It was sexy to her, especially erotic when his fingers interwined with hers as he ate her out, his eyes never leaving her own.

He looked at her before tugging at her panties in a way of asking for her full consent. she nodded and squeezed her thighs shut when she felt the lacey fabric slide off her legs. His calloused hands rubbing against her thighs and spreading them open. Already, she had her head thrown back in anticipation. She ignored the stinging of her bottom lip as she bit down on it, the bitter taste of metallic blood creeping its way into her mouth. The second his lips and tongue made contact with her slick folds had her arching her back, one hand covering her mouth from the moans while the other gripped tightly onto his thick locks, making him groan in return.

The vibration from the back of his throat went straight to her clit as she writhed beneath him, whimpering as his muscular arms wrapped around her lower half to keep her still. His skilled tongue moved gently along her folds, kissing her inner thighs and even letting her come on his tongue before he crawled back up to meet her lips. The taste of herself overpowered the faint metallic taste as their kiss grew deeper. Sam wrapped her legs around him. He hoovered over her smaller frame, he was panting almost as much as she was.

So when he fumbled with his sweatpants, he struggled to keep his own balance, feeling her small fingers dig softly into the flesh of his chest, kneading like a cat does when it wants attention. He kicked his bunched up sweatpants to the floor, same with his boxers, letting his erection free to lay on her stomach.

“I need you.” she whined, moving to kiss his jawline, “I know baby.” Sam replied, loving the feeling of her teeth grazing against his throat. Her tongue ghosting passed his adam’s apple made him hum in pleasure. Sam looked at Y/N once again, the hazel in his eyes nearly blown away by the lust that dialated his pupils, once again silently for asking her consent. Her yes was to lock her ankles tightly around him, nodding.

Sam grabbed his hard member, sliding it along her the wetness of her pussy, feeling her fingernails dig into his back bone. He lined up with her entrance before using the juices to slide into her, fitting perfectly. She had to take a few seconds to adjust, her head sinking back into the pillows and her near breathless panting was something for the ages to Sam.

“Move..” She muttered beneath her breath, pulling him closer to her as he began to move in and out of her slowly. The heat in the room was now being thrown off of them, their moans and groans filling the air and the ears of passerby’s who walked passed the motel door. Her moved fluidly, and Y/N could feel herself pulsating from how he felt inside of her: warm, strong.

Sam grabbed onto her hips tightly, mumbling a slew of curses from his lips as he pushed into her, each clench around him brought him closer until his thrusts were lazy and slow, “Fuck...I love you.” He said into her ear, his teeth nipping at the shell of it. “I’m close.” She whimpered in response, letting herself unwind again around him. This is what cause him to go into his climax, spewing his heat inside of her and nearly falling completely ontop of her, a sweaty mess.

He rolled himself over, pulling her into his chest and kissing her forehead gingerly. “I love you, too, Sammy.” She whispered, closing her eyes as her old friend exhaustion caught up and tapped her shoulder.

As she dozed off, small snores emitting from her nose and mouth, he couldn’t help but admire the little constellation of freckles that speckled her nose and cheeks, or the way her eyebrows twitched as she dreamt, or the faint scar that adorned the top right area of her forehead from a djinn fight years ago. She was peaceful, she was beautiful, and Sam wanted to enjoy it just a little longer.

so, i hope you enjoyed my first published one-shot smut. i know its a little rough and my english is off— but i’ve been very excited to post on here and get everything as perfect as can be for you all! i’ll have a prompt list soon, but feel free to send requests 😊

#supernatural #spn #sam winchester #sam winchester smut #sam winchester fanfic #spn fanfic #sam girl #sam winchester imagine #sam winchester x reader #sam winchester x you

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finding-the-daylight · 5 years ago

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It’s been a real fucking stressful week so I’m finally gonna be drunk-watching and reviewing Breaking Dawn Pt. 2. However, I will likely only be slightly drunk(ish) (if at all) because I’m all out of liquor and only have one beer at the moment, but hopefully it’ll be enough to counteract how terrible this movie is lmao. As usual, here is what I remember from the movie the first (and only) time I ever watched it:

1. The battle scene happened but it was all in Alice’s vision and never actually happened.

2. Imprinting bullshit that none of us want to talk about. Let’s pretend it never happened.

3. Some weird dude makes fake IDs on demand.

4. All the vampires with cool powers get together, yet, sadly, they do not take down the Volturi to form a better, democratic government.

My thoughts as I’m watching are below the break:

- The opening credits triggered a forgotten feeling of sadness. Was it sadness over a terrible plot or sadness over the series being over? I couldn’t tell you.

- This fucking soundtrack excuse me. The orchestral opening piece? BEAUTIFUL. I want to choreograph a ballet to this. Or do the TikTok twerk challenge to it. Idk.

- I’m actually kind of sad that this was the last movie and it hasn’t even started yet. Most of the plot is shit and smeyer wrote some horrible garbage, but I want more of this universe. Can some of y’all who are creative write the next book and not be racist or sexist? Thank you.

- Fuck this part of the soundtrack I’m literally going to cry.

- I can’t believe smeyer produced this movie. Who let her?

- When Bella opens her eyes that shit makes me want to be a vampire @Carlise.

- Her first instinct is to grab Edward’s arm I’m crying. They love each other so much and it’s so fucking pure. I hate how they look at each other. It makes me sick but it’s all I want.

- This is the most relaxed Edward has been in any of the movies.

- LITERALLY HOW COOL WOULD IT BE TO SEE A FLOWER BLOOM LIKE THAT?!?

- I WANNA JUMP OVER A DAMN WATERFALL

- I actually feel really bad for this deer and I wish they did eat mosquitos :(((((

- Edward’s so proud of her for her control. He loves her so much.

- OMG I FORGOT SHE SAVED THE DEER WE LOVE TO SEE IT SAVE THE DEER BELLA

- aww fuck no now they’re gonna talk about the imprinting bullshit. I won’t even comment on this because y’all already know my thoughts. We hate it and we hate canon and smeyer is fucked up for what she wrote.

- Carlisle looking fine as fuck as usual, thank you. I don’t love the hairstyle here, but he’s still fire.

- Rosalie looks so happy and we love to see it. She deserves it.

- EMMETT AND ROSALIE ARE INSTIGATING THIS FIGHT AND AS FUCKE UP AS THIS STORYLINE IS I LIVE FOR THEM BOTH AND I LOVE IT LMAO

- THE WAY JACOB SAYS “OH” SENT ME THE FUCK LMAOOOOOO

- Emmett loves this fight and I love Emmett

- Damn Edward’s actually openly being turned on by something for once in his life

- The Loch Ness monster line isn’t that funny anymore tbh. I did not laugh.

- There was a lot of quivering.

- Bella literally said we’re gonna keep going for the rest of eternity.

- Everyone knows when they get back. So far, Emmett is my favorite in this movie lmao. Even Carlisle who’s always sick of his kids’ shit cracked a smile.

- Poor Charlie. They’re about to tell him she died and they’re all moving.

- Jacob’s about to go tell his secret to Charlie and then shit gets lit. I remember this part now.

- Taylor deserved an oscar for this scene. This movie might have been trash, but his conversation with Charlie deserved all the awards.

- “Jacob put your on clothes on” fucking SENT ME LMAOOOOO.

- Charlie’s so confused, poor man.

- Jacob straight up invited Charlie over with no warning while Bella was a newborn vampire lmao.

- I LOVE ESME AND CARLISLE SO MUCH

- The way Carlisle opened the door and said “Hello Charlie” did something to me. I wish my name was Charlie.

- Charlie’s so happy to see Bella though. I’m happy Jake told him tbh.

- Poor Charlie now he’s all upset because he saw Jacob turn into “a very large dog” and he’s concerned about what this means for Bella.

- She finally called Charlie dad and hugged him like she loved him.

- EDWARD TOLD CHARLIE THE TRUTH THAT RENEMEME WAS THEIR DAUGHTER HOLY SHIT I FORGOT

- Emmett really is my fave in this movie lmaoooo.

- Everyone is laughing and smiling instead of being all depressed. We lov to see it. This is my favorite scene in any of the movies now.

- When Bella said she was born to be a vampire, it would’ve been way more effective to start playing “Born to Die” by Lana Del Rey tbh.

- Irina’s about to go tattle-tale to the Volturi. Tbh I’d be pissed too after what those racist fucks did to Laurent. He wanted to join the Cullens and adopt their lifestyle. And by racist fucks, I mean smeyer and the writers of the screenplay.

- Aro is such a dramatic bitch.

- Carlisle could read me the damn phone book and I would listen.

- Honestly smeyer is fucked up the fuck up and I’m starting to think she nejoys writing about children losing their childhood. The immortal children storyline is one of the most fucked up parts of canon and we really need to expose it more.

- Carlisle and Esme are so damn cute.

- Uh-oh Sammy boy’s there. Jasper and Alice just bounced? I completely forgot about this.

- The fucking volvo.

- Okay SUPER BIG FUCKING PLOTHOLE HERE. So when they were in Alaska, Edward basically said Renememe had a beating heart so like, wouldn’t the Volturi be able to hear it? Wouldn’t that end the battle before it ever started? Smeyer really just wrote shit without thinking it through lmao.

- We hate to see all the cultural appropriation but we love Rami Malek.

- Senna and Zafrina are STUNNING and the fact that Smeyer wrote them as being anything else is a fucking crime.

- I don’t remember this Garrett hoe but I’ve seen a lot of memes about him so I think he’ll be my second fave in this movie next to Emmett. He’s high key a bitch though for treating people how he did.

- Yeah, I’m with Jacob on this one. The red-eyed bitches don’t need to be killing people. ALSO FUCK SMEYER’S RACIST SHIT AGAIN. MORE WOLVES DUE TO MORE BIOLOGICAL WARFARE THIS IS BULLSHIT SMEYER.

- Garrett really fell in love with this bitch Kate and said idc what you do to me, just do it.

- HOLY SHIT THE NEW WOLVES ARE KIDS KIDS. THEY’RE LIKE 6 OR 7. Y’ALL. WHAT THE EVERLIVING FUCK??? GOING BACK TO WHAT I SAID ABOUT THE IMMORTAL CHILDREN THING. THE POINT STILL STANDS.

- Vladimir and Stefan are EXACTLY the vampires I’ve been waiting on. OVERTHROW THIS MONARCHY OLD ASS SHIT AND FORM THE DEMOCRATIC GOVERNMENT. This scene made me like Carlisle slightly less, but in my headcanon he did want to overthrow the Volturi. I would still stare at him all day and listen to him read the phonebook. But he could’ve been a little more badass. It wouldn’t have hurt.

- Edward actually grew a pair and asked everyone to fight.

- Is Aro’s hair different in this movie? It looks different and I kinda love it.

- I hate the Volturi and all of them for varying reasons, but I do love Aro’s dramatics.

- Emmett is living for Edward being shocked by Kate which is why, again, he is my fave in this movie lmao.

- Bella reading to Renememe is the sweetest moment in this movie and it deserves more love.

- “Yeah I just do it so much better.” This cocky bastard.

- FINALLY. HE ADMITS HE UNDERESTIMATES HER. THANK YOU HOE.

- When Jake and Bella are laughing together it makes me smile. It’s so genuine.

- Sue knows what’s good. I can see it in her eyes lmao.

- Alice was smart af though for hiding that clue for Bella.

- JENKS. That’s the dude’s name that makes the fake IDs.

- “Unusually well-preserved” that’s one way to put it lmao.

- This is so sad. Bella thinks she and Edward will die.

- LOOK AT ALL THOSE BENJIS SHE’S STUFFING INTO BACKPACKS@ BELLA PLEASE PAY OFF MY STUDENT LOAN DEBT

- Alistair is such a bitch. Why is he even here?

- This little house looks so cozy for Christmas. This is all I want.

- I love the Clearwater family so much and they deserve nothing but our love and respect.

- I FUCKING LOVE GARRETT. “NAME ANY AMERICAN BATTLE I WAS THERE.” LMAOOOOO

- “No one does rebellion like the Irish.” I love this guy too lmao.

- DAMNNNNN 1500 years waiting on revenge?????? They really could’ve overturned the Volturi in favor of a democracy but Carlisle was too damn diplomatic. But he’s still my fave.

- They did Kristen’s eyebrows dirty in this movie.

- Garrett loves Kate so much and it’s so pure.

- Emmett and Rosalie look so sweet.

- “THE REDCOATS ARE COMING” LMAOOOO I REALLY DO FUCKING LOVE GARRETT AN AWFUL LOT.

- Look @ the Volturi dramatic asses wearing cloaks and shit. Hoe. It’s the 2000s. Not the 1600s. Fix your shit. If a human saw you, you’d expose the secret you’re supposedly trying to keep.

- When Carlisle raised his voice though.

- BUT THIS IS THE BULLSHIT I’M TALKING ABOUT SMEYER PULLING. TALKING ABOUT HOW RENEMEME HAS A BEATING HEART. BITCH. THE VOLTURI WOULD’VE HEARD IT AND KNOWN. NONE OF THIS FUCKERY WAS EVER NECESSARY. SMEYER’S ASS IS MORE DRAMATIC THAN ARO, AND NOT IN A GOOD WAY.

- Bella tried to shield Edward but it wouldn’t stretch all the way to where he was :(((((

- I deadass would not let my child anywhere near Aro period. It would’ve been on sight at this point and the Volturi would’ve been cleared out for democracy.

- I wish Edward would just punch this hoe.

- OH MY GOD I FORGOT ABOUT THE LAUGH THAT IS THE FUNNIEST SHIT

- Jacob seems more concerned than Edward and Bella and that’s really a problem for me. Her parents should’ve torn Aro a new one and that’s on period.

- Bella’s protecting all of them. YAAASSS QUEEN. DEFEAT THESE BTICHES.

- Aro basically verified the headcanon that Gen Z would expose vampires lmaoooo.

- Alice and Jasper save the day.

- CARLISLE FINALLY SNAPPED YAAAASSSS. BEAT THESE HOES ASSES.

- ESMEEEEEEEEEE

- SAM AND THE BOYS ARE READY TO FUCKIN FIGHT NOW TOO. NO ONE FUCKS WITH CARLISLE.

- This whole fight scene is intense but I already know that none of it really happened and it was all a vision so I’m kind of just tuning it out lmao.

- Y’all weren’t playing. When they get Seth that shit really does hurt.

- Alright I’m over this. They’re dragging it out. I’m fast-forwarding lmao.

- YEAH BITCH, BELLA WOULD GET YOUR ASS SO YOU BETTER STOP WHILE YOU CAN.

- OKAY LITERALLY ALSO FUCK THIS STORYLINE NOW I’M PISSED AGAIN I JUST REMEMBERED SMEYER IMPLIED THIS HOE WAS GONNA COME BACK AND FIGHT JACOB FOR RENEMEME WHEN SHE WAS LEGAL IDK IF IT’S IN THE MOVIE IF IT IS Y’ALL FINNA HEAR ABOUT IT AND OF COURSE HE’S INDIGENOUS TOO BECAUSE SMEYER’S GOTTA BE RACIST AS FUCK.

- BUT ANYWAY. Nahuel is actually cool af. Like most of smeyer’s characters, he deserved better.

- Good boy Aro, just walk the fuck away.

- I really wish Carlisle would’ve just listened to Stefan and Vladimir and kicked the Volturi’s asses.

- Everyone is so happy and in love. We love to see it. #simpasshoesfandom

- THIS SOUNDTRACK FUCKING SLAPS. THE CLOSING SONG BEFORE THE MEADOW/AT THE BEGINNING OF THE MEADOW IS A JAM.

- Oh fuck here we go with the flashback. I’m gonna cry for sure. It really would’ve been better with Flightless Bird American Mouth though.

- Damn I’m actually crying. #simpasshoesfandom

- She showed him all her thoughts and love for him I’m crying.

- “NOBODY’S EVER LOVED ANYBODY AS MUCH AS I’VE EVER LOVED YOUUUUUUU”

- FOREVERRRRR

- MY HEART

- THE END CREDITSSSSSS

Ummm. So I really thought I would hate this movie. It is mostly problematic as fuck. But some parts of it were good. Like it had funny moments and sad moments and simp moments and it was not awful. Content wise I rate it like a 3/10. Overall rating I give it like an 8/10. If smeyer’s fucked up shit didn’t get in the way of the movie, it could’ve been a 10/10.

HOW THE PAGES OF THE BOOK OPEN TO REVEAL THE MAIN CHARACTERS’ NAMES I’M CRYING

#Twilight #Twilight renaissance #Twilight review #drunken Twilight #Breaking Dawn #Breaking Dawn part 2 #drunken Breaking Dawn

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irndad · 7 years ago

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good together- b.b.

a/n: JEALOUS!READER my fave ok- this is a fun one! long too! longest i’ve done in a good bit <3 <3 please enjoy!

summary: bucky and his girlfriend are in secret, and they think they are asbolutely perfect for eachother. literally everyone else in the compound thinks bucky and nat are made for eachother.

wc: 1.5k

It’s not like he meant it like that. She knows that.

She keeps telling herself that.

Because honestly, she knows that he loves her. Knows it in the way he makes her tea in the morning, in the gazes that linger when she’s doing the most mundane of tasks. He loves her. He doesn’t make it a secret to her- sometimes, when he looks at her and she never has a doubt.

Except.

Except even if she knows that, no one else does and she’d really been okay with the idea of them not being public, and not telling their friends was…not ideal, but she understood the urge for privacy. So she’d wait.

But no one seems to think that they make a good couple. No one seems to think that he looks at her long, or even that they’re building to something. Because everyone thinks that a certain super spy has and a certain super soldier would make a good pair.

And she gets it. They probably have a past- somewhere before and she gets how people would think they’d fit Russian spies with hearts warmer inside than appeared outside. They’re both good people and Bucky-

God, she can’t think his name without thinking of how he’s hers. It’s not necessarily possessive as much as a truth, and Bucky’s her Bucky, and the idea of someone, of Nat, knowing what he looks like in the morning- seeing that lazy smile, people thinking how she’d be better for him, it just. It hurts, is all.

She’s washing dishes, warm water over her bare hands soothing the hurt that radiates her chest. For a second, she craves for them to be at her apartment, because he wouldn’t be so scared to put his arms around her from behind, fondly laughing as splashing and helping her with the take (and maybe sneaking in kisses here and there).

Instead, he’s sitting by the counter. Far away from her, and next to Nat.

She bites the inside of her cheek as Sam lays out the leftovers for himself and Steve, noting the way they give him a look. She knows that that look means.

Ask her out, Buck. You’ll be so good together.

She can practically hear Steve’s voice in his knowing look, one that Bucky ignored. Nat seems to be ignoring this whole thing, for which she couldn’t be more grateful, that she hasn’t been engaging in the whole affair.

Nat leaves the room, a hint of a smile on her face at the incoming call she gets, and it’s obvious that she’s got someone. Which is saying something, because that women is not obvious about anything.

“Buck-(Y/N), could you talk to him ‘bout this?”

Freezing at her name, she turns around and wipes her hands dry and prays Steve isn’t going to ask her this.

Because she really already fucking knows that Nat would be better for him. She doesn’t need to explain it to him step by step.

Cocking her head in question, Steve explains.

“Nat and Bucky, wouldn’t they be good together?” Steve’s voice is easy, gentle and kind, the same way he speaks to ease Bucky into things he has trouble with.

Sam steals her chance to speak. (Which is good, because if she’d had it, she thinks the shock of hearing someone say that out loud kind of felt like a sucker punch.)

“Dude- don’t get me wrong, you’re an asshole- but you deserve to be happy. And we all know that you two have this crazy chemistry and she’s. She’d be really good for you, man.”

Ah, fuck. That’s a sob in her throat, isn’t it.

She swallows it, because she’s fucking pathetic but she won’t cry about this. She won’t stand in front of the man who loves her and cry about jealousy.

“I don’t think-“ Bucky’s voice is hard, and it’s also her siren call, and she wants to soothe out to him, but well. Would Nat be better at that too? His eyes are trained on hers, something obviously present but she’s blind to.

“Buck, come on.” Steve says.

“No- you should. She’s brilliant with you. God, I’ve seen you spar and on missions and-“ And I’m only a SHEILD agent who has no powers and you’re you and she’s-her.

“Doesn’t matter to me-“ Bucky hears between the lines and reaches out to her and Steve and Sam don’t get why she’s upset but he does, does completely, she can tell by the fierceness of his gaze and conviction in his words, but it doesn’t matter. God. Doesn’t fucking matter.

“You should ask her out.” She says. Smiles bright and brilliant and it fools Sam and Steve but the swallow of distress she hears- he knows. Of course he does.

She ruffles all three’s hair before running to her space in the compound and well. The tears don’t really seem like a choice, and neither do the wracking sobs that run through her body.

Bucky was fucked.

Because he loves her. He loves her like he breathes, feels it in every inhale, loves her like every time he touches her is a blessing. He loves her so much it’s part of him. She’s part of him.

The idea of being with anyone else is so foreign and frankly unpleasant at this point. No one else would fit him so perfectly, or draw lines in the metal arm like it was made of gold and diamonds, and even if they did- they wouldn’t be her.

He has everything he needs and more, and Nat- Nat was a friend, Nat was a friend who had a goddamn boyfriend. A friend who was talking to him a lot to help him go public with his relationship.

Because he never meant for it to be secret, the request had tumbled out in some form of misguided attempt at protecting her, so she could pull away anytime she wanted and her name wouldn’t be marred by his reputation.

She never treated him like he was something to avoid. Something she was ashamed of. He could do it for her.

But it had spectacularly backfired, because Sam and Steve, assholes looking out for him, helping him find love when he already has it and he’s going to scream because he wants that look off of his pretty girl’s face forever. That fucking heartbroken look.

If someone had told her sincerely how she should be with someone else, asked him to convince her, he’d be fucking heartbroken. And no one had even considered they’d be together. No one. God, that stung.

“Stevie, I’m gonna need you to stop.” He said, trying to keep his voice level, panic rising at the image of her alone and crying in her bedroom, and he wants to fix this.

“Buck-“

Pinching his nose, frustration evident in his face, breath kind of ragged, Bucky interrupted.

“No-no, Me and (Y/N). We’re together. Us. Have been for a few months now.” Saying it out loud to someone felt amazing, because good lord is he proud of her.

Realization blooms over his face and a certain “oh shit” factor reaches their face.

“Yeah.”

“Shit, man.” Sam says, regret in his face.

“Wait-god, that’s so fucking awful, Buck.” Steve says, guilt in his face and Bucky almost pities him because he’d never mean to hurt her, not like that. He just didn’t see it.

“I knew you were in love with her, I thought Nat might distract you enough. Maybe you could- it was so stupid. Tell her I’m sorry as hell, Buck.”

Bucky nods. Races to her room and prays she’s okay.

Light spills in from outside, her exhausted form shaking and she hears a cooing noise of sympathy before she’s wrapped up in the arms she knows all too well. Are they still hers to love?

“Told ‘em.” Bucky whispers, tone gruff and regretful but firm. “Told them you’re my girl.”

“I thought you didn’t want to?” She wanted to say a million things, but that’s what came out.

“Always want to. Always wanted to. Should’ve before. Thought I was protecting you, ‘case you decided to leave- no one would know we were together. Your slate would be clean.”

She smiled a watery smile up at him, noticing his eyes are the same, they really are emotional people, aren’t they?

“You got me wrapped around your metal finger. Don’t see me going anywhere any time soon.”

Bucky bumps their noses, then a butterfly kiss.

“By the way, Nat- I was spending time with her so I could- we could tell people. She was talking me up.”

“Scandalous.” She spoke into the crook of his neck. She trusted him. Knew nothing was going on. This was about who was better for him. Not who he was with.

“For the record, love,” he kisses her temple, then moving his knuckle to her chin to tip it up so he can see her eyes. She loves him so much. “I’d rather you than anyone in the world.”

Lately, she kisses him with eye rolls. This time is no exception.

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almaasi · 6 years ago

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reaction post typed while watching SPN 14x05 “Nightmare Logic”

oh, what a perfectly soft and emotional Destiel-parallelly piece of Meredith Glynn artwork. so precious, so loved~

03:47pm

things i know about this: meredith glynn wrote it

LET’S WATCH

03:50

noooo maggie don’t do things like this alooooone

i like the music as she enters... kinda weird and sparkly and awkward

03:53

sammy...... you know what you need

someone to do the night shift

if only...... you had.............. someone else........................

*looks pointedly at dean*

03:55

where does sam get the financial resources for shit like body cams

we never see them running credit card scams any more so........ ???????

03:57

i love these cable things by the roads

so aesthetic

03:58

even more spooky pretty music as dean and sam enter the tomb

03:59

dean and sam lie so effortlessly and so in sync

i always enjoy seeing them do this, ever since dean told a firefighter he needed to go back into his apartment because he has a yorkie who pees when he’s nervous

04:01

aw man i thought the “colleagues” would be cas and jack

bobby and mary’s cool too

04:02

bobby’s wearing a cap like michael’s

and mary’s wearing a coat like cas’

..does this mean this story’s gonna be about dean’s war between those two things, like the two worlds he knows

bobby’s parenting vs. mary’s parenting

michael’s need for him as a vessel vs. cas’ love for him as a bestest buddy bro friend

not sure how bobby = micheal / mary = cas but i’m sure there’ll be some kind of explanation later

OR maybe they’re just costumes and they mean nothing

but......is that ever true? trenchcoats are automatically a cas thing now. and that cap is so iconic as michael now???

04:09

i relate to this lady in the suit who has had Too Much Of Everything

i enjoy seeing people know their limits and expressing them to others rather than continuing past breaking point

sam’s doing great but also....... no

take a page from this lady’s book, sammy

04:11

mary’s walking with sam

and i just wanna take a minute to appreciate how EASY meredith glynn’s episodes are to watch

her scripts flow so gently and everything makes logical sense

and her characters are coherent

there’s just this nice touch of emotional human realism cloaking all the supernatural weirdness and i so, so appreciate that

like.. for me personally, there’s not a single writer on the current team whose writing comes close to glynn’s

i want her to write more episodes with cas though, i know she’d write him just right

i honestly feel like i’m being hugged by someone as i watch this

so soft around my heart

is good

04:16

sam: “you [and bobby have] gotten pretty close lately”

mary: “i thought so too”

OH WAIT I GET IT

I GET THE COAT AND THE HAT NOW

IT’S A DESTIEL THING

OH MY FUCKING GOD HOW DID I MISS THAT

IT’S SO BLINDINGLY OBVIOUS HOLY FUCKING FUCKDISAFKDSHGF

even the casual viewers will probably have noticed this one. i know it took me a second but as soon as this discussion happened it clicked

this is probably the most obvious parallel they’ve ever done i think

i didn’t see it before because i didn’t EXPECT it, you know?? ugh this is so validating

04:22

now every word mary says, i’m just envisioning how it applies to cas’ perspective too

“he’s been hunting all the time, he won’t take a break even for a second. there’s something on his mind”

yeah, that mICHEAL HAT, quite literally sitting over his head like a dark halo

04:26

the music in this episode is just so pleasing to my ears

04:31

things i appreciate:

normal people being all “wtf you hunt monsters” and just being present while dean and sam talk about their shit

sam’s reference to “hunteri heroici” (my all-time fave episode besides “scoobynatural” jdgd that was five years ago what the hell)

04:35

me: takes screenshot of this very pretty, very anxious lady because i want my hair to do what her hair does

04:36

oop we just found the dean mirror and now we get to hear someone talk about the things he feels and offer advice that ultimately helps himself

god i love this

AND THE FACT I CAN UNDERSTAND THIS PARALLEL AND WHY IT’S HAPPENING

AGAIN SOLIDIFIES THE DEAN/CAS THING WITH BOBBY/MARY

because what mary said about bobby = what cas thinks about dean = what’s true about dean = this lady being overworked = dean not taking time off from hunting

(although it does seem to specifically apply to sam as well ?)

and sam mentioned earlier about how the dad he knew and the dad mary knew were different people, plus the earlier mentions this season about john’s problematic parenting (i forget when)

yeah that really makes a point of saying john abused his kids, for sure

lady: “he was gone all the time, working for us, he said”

yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep

lady: “i worshipped him when i was a kid. didn’t know any better”

oh deanie

please take notes

please know it’s okay to be angry at john and not continue to love him in a way that excuses his behaviours, even 14 years after he died

wait wait wait

dean tells her to let it go, it’s the past, there’s nothing you can do about it now so it’s just baggage

WAIT

THAT MEANS

THAT MEANS HE LET THAT SHIT GO ALREADY???????

WHOA

OKAY COOL. COOL COOL COOL I’M PROUD OF YOU

now go be gay with cas

“i try. every single day.”

hell yeah dean winchester giving good mental health advice to people and also millions of depressed people with various traumas watching this

ngl this legit just helped me a tiny bit with my issues with my own dad

urhgutguugb meredith glynn you are the good we need in this world

..............suddenly getting real emotional because goddamn i wanna meet her someday ;~; i wanna meet 1. misha and 2. meredith glynn, maaaaybe 3. jensen idk

mEREDITH GLYNN IS MY KINDRED SPIRIT

and DEAN WINCHESTER HELPS ME BE A MORE SELF-ACCEPTING PERSON

yay

04:49

no but like.......... everyone seemed to enjoy last week’s episode, i only saw people posting good reviews. and i felt bad not not enjoying it, even though all the things people pointed out should’ve been right up my alley, something about the overall thing just fell flat for me

but this one

this one speaks to my heart

04:53

maggie: “i didn’t mean to get caught--”

sam: “no no no, stop that. you did nothing wrong. okay?”

sam being a better dad to maggie than john ever was to anyone

04:57

OH NO BOBBY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH NO!!!!!!!!!!!