#satisfy me or i please myself (meg masters)

[yearnstarved]

─── ⋆ "WELL SUGAR, I'M ALL EARS." Meg threw her hands up in all types of forced outrage. "I mean c'mon. I told you all about my controlling family and all." Half truths meant that the glass was still half full, and there was something about Sam that read like he'd been in need of a drink. She just had to keep finding the right buttons to press—the right bruises to dig her fingers into.

"I know you said you were only pre-law but ain't that a thing you practice? Quid pro quo? Hell, I've seen enough Law and Order to know that." Meg shifted her weight so she could lean and elbow him. The television screen stole her attention for a moment. That Mulder and Scully team up rustled her jimmies when she closed her eyes and pictured herself being all buddy cop. Once Azael saw how she could deliver on a task, maybe she'd grant him one moose boy to lug around.

✦         " well, it's not exactly the easiest thing in the world to talk about. " and conversations like this usually got him blocked. not everyone was ready to lean in a little closer when the x-files hummed on and talked about the truth being out there, often brushing it off as television nonsense — and it didn't sound nearly as good coming out of sam's mouth. the truth might be out there but that hardly meant people were listening.

         people barely listened to acceptable truths, after all. his hands in his pocket, he presses his lips together as he dissolved the next few words on his tongue. " alright — well, okay — " the words stumble and fall one right another another until he has to laugh. a brief noise, the cold scrapes against his throat. " why do you want to know? before i tell you what happened — what actually happened — how do i know you're even going to listen. "

open to everyone!

[winchesterprincessbride]

Not What He Expected-Part 9

 You meet Dean Winchester in a bar when he attempts to come to your rescue after a drunk Alpha tries to take advantage of you.  He quickly realizes you’re not what he expected.  You’re a very independent Omega who is used to speaking her mind.  He’s all Alpha, but there is just something about you, an attraction that makes him want to know more…….

This part fills the Mating/Claiming Square on my @spnabobingo card

Part 1 (All parts are linked)

Master List

With my need for Dean temporarily satisfied, I was able to think clearly for the moment.  “We need to talk about this,” I said quietly.  Dean sat down next to me, his nostrils twitching at the scent of my heat.  He can’t seem to control himself, and he starts nuzzling my neck, his lips ghosting over the spot where he claimed me.

“Dean. You have to focus, baby. Look at me.” My words come out with a breathy little moan and he growls before his lips meet mine.  As they do, I see that his pupils are blown black with lust, the green barely visible.  He’s rutting badly.  

“Later.  We can talk later,” he mutters before he pulls me into his lap, his big hands grasping my hips hard enough to leave bruises.  And then my heat is consuming me and I am in a frenzy for his touch and we both are swept away, all rational thought going out the window.

We spend the next three days in an endorphin-fueled haze until my heat and his rut finally burn themselves out. I am exhausted and sore and doubt I will be walking normally anytime soon.  I collapse into his arms and we sleep like the dead until my growling stomach wakes me up.

When I open my eyes, he is watching me, but his gaze is clear so I know his rut is over.  “How long have you been awake?” I say sleepily.

“Long enough to know I’m starving.” Dean answers. “How about I make us some breakfast?”

I give him a surprised look. “Your gonna cook for me?”

Dean rolls his eyes. “You know, Y/N, I did manage to feed myself before I met you. I may not be a chef, but I get by.  I make a mean scrambled egg.” He says, flashing me that sexy grin of his.

“I’m just not used to guys cooking for me is all,” I whisper, feeling incredibly self-conscious.

“If you want to grab a shower I’ll have breakfast ready when you’re done.”  He tells me, kissing me quickly before jumping up and heading to the kitchen.

I feel like a new woman after a hot shower, and I smile as I hear Dean singing “Traveling Riverside Blues” off-key in the kitchen.  I stand in the doorway for a minute, just watching him.  Even with bedhead and three days growth of beard, he is the most gorgeous thing I have ever seen.

Dean slides a plate of eggs and toast toward me, clearly proud of himself.  I take a bite, and then another.  The eggs are hot and creamy and super cheesy, just the way I like them.  I moan with happiness, and Dean’s eyes darken.

“How do you do that?”

I look up from my plate of happiness, confused. “Do what?”

“I’ve just spent the past three days fucking you seven ways to Sunday, and all it takes is that little moan you do, and I am hard as a freaking brick.” He replies, and suddenly the lightness is gone, and we are reminded there is unfinished business.

We eat in silence for a few minutes before I finally speak.  “So are we going to talk about this?” I ask, pointing towards the claiming bite on my neck with my fork.

His shoulders tense subtly, but I still notice it.  “I didn’t plan on doing it. I just couldn’t control myself.” He says quietly, not meeting my eyes.

I immediately assume the worst. He doesn’t want me.  He didn’t mean to claim me and now he’s stuck with an Omega he doesn’t want.  I feel like I’m going to be sick.  I push the plate of eggs away from me as if they are poison.  I don’t know what to say to him when he grabs my wrist.

“Look at me, Omega.” He commands. I look up, and the tears that I have been trying desperately to hold back spill down my face. “Y/N, please don’t cry.  Let me finish. I wasn’t planning on claiming you now, not during my first rut with you. But let me be clear. You are mine.  I just wanted to do it when I wasn’t out of my mind with rut. But I don’t regret it, not for one second. I love you.”

I am out of my chair so fast Dean barely has time to catch me before I tumble into his arms. “ I love you too, Alpha.”

“Your brothers are gonna have a field day with this,” Dean mutters against my hair and we both laugh.

I decided not to say anything for the moment about Dean claiming me.  I was always honest with Babi, so when my heat started, I had texted her and told her I needed a few days off and why.  She was an Omega, she understood how it was. 

 I left out the part about Dean being in rut.  She replied she was happy I had a handsome Alpha to help me through it and to let her know when I would be back to work.  She must have told the twins to leave me alone because I didn’t hear from either of them.

I got to work early because I wanted to get a head start on things since I had been out. There were certain items on the menu that only I made, and I knew we would be running low. 

I made sure to wear one of my uniforms with a higher neck so no one would see Dean’s claiming mark.  I didn’t want my family asking questions that I wasn’t ready to answer.

 I was elbow deep in flour when Cas and Meg came in.  “You look like your feeling better,” Meg said with a sly grin.  “Can’t imagine why.”

I glared at her and rolled my eyes in Cas’ direction. Babi must have told her. Damn her! “Much better.  Thanks for asking.”

“Please tell me your making pie. We’re just about out of everything.” Cas told you as he hung up his coat.

“Hello to you too, Brother Dear,” I said sarcastically. “I’m touched to see how much you missed me.”

“I missed your baking skills, anyway,” Cas said with a grin as he dodged the dough ball I lobbed at his head.It was really busy, and I was rushing around like a madwoman trying to catch up on all the stuff that needed to be done. I was still worn out from my heat, so by late morning, I was losing steam. I should have taken a break and eaten something, but I didn’t want to spare the time when there was so much to do.

I was filling the bakery case up front with some freshly baked pies when I heard a mocking voice speak from behind me.  “Well if it isn’t the little Omega tease.” 

I whirled around, ready to clock any dick that spoke to me that way. My eyes widened. It was that guy Barry from Dean’s garage.  Great, just what I needed today! “What do you want?” I snapped.

“I’m getting lunch. Thanks to you Winchester looks at me like he wants to snap my neck whenever he sees me.” Barry said with a sneer.

“Guess you shouldn’t have touched me then,” I said with a shrug, outwardly calm but inwardly seething.

The next second, both my brothers were standing next to me in full Alpha mode, blue eyes blazing with anger.  “What did you just call my sister?” Jimmy demanded.

“She’s your sister?” Barry questioned.

“Yes, she is,” Cas confirmed.

“I called her a damn tease.  Why else would she come into a garage full of Alphas when she’s in heat, looking so damn hot? She got Winchester so worked up she drove him into rut and he almost killed me.” Barry snapped.

“That’s it!” Cas exploded. “You need to leave, now! If I see you in here again, I will tell Dean you were bothering his Omega and he will kick your ass!”

“You heard my brother, Barry.  Get the hell out!  Dean won’t have to kick your ass because I will! Now go!” I told him furiously.

Barry looked at the three of us and realized he was seriously outnumbered, so he turned and walked out without even waiting for his food.  I finished putting the pies away and turned to the twins. “Thanks, guys.  He is an asshole. I’ll talk to Dean about him.”

Jimmy and Cas exchanged a look without speaking. One of their “twin telepathy” looks, I called it.  

“So are you going to tell us what happened?” Jimmy finally asked in a tight voice. 

“No, I’m not. It’s really none of your business.” I told them over my shoulder as I went back into the kitchen.

Jimmy and Cas left me alone for the moment, but knowing the twins like I do, I knew this wasn’t the end of this.  They wanted answers, and they wouldn’t stop until they got them. They were tenacious little bastards when they wanted to be.It was late afternoon, and I had been going nonstop since I’d gotten there.  It was just easier to keep going to avoid talking to Cas and Jimmy. I was in the walk-in refrigerator gathering some ingredients I needed to make quiche. I’d grabbed some eggs, cream, and some fresh herbs and as I stretched to grab butter from the top shelf, I got very dizzy.

The ingredients fell to the floor of the walk-in as I felt myself start to pass out. I made a quick grab for the metal shelf but I couldn’t get a grip, and my head hit the edge of it hard as I went down. The ragged gash in my forehead began to bleed profusely, my blood mixing on the floor with the cream and the broken eggs.

I never even heard Jimmy open the walk-in door and scream, “Cas, come quick!” at the top of his lungs. What happened next is all a big blur.  I don’t remember Babi coming, 911 being called, or the ambulance ride to the hospital.  I don’t even remember falling.  One minute I was getting ready to make quiche, and the next minute I wake up in the hospital with one mother of a headache.

“What happened? Why does my head hurt?” I ask groggily.

“You passed out at work and hit your head.  You have a concussion and a nasty gash that needed stitches and you are dehydrated. I suspect you haven’t eaten anything today, have you?” Babi grills me.

“I just had so much to do……” I began.

“You are the most stubborn girl I have ever met! You’re weak from your heat. You know how important it is to eat, and especially to drink lots of water.  Haven’t I taught you better than this?” Babi scolds me, and I feel like I am nine years old again.

“Has someone called Dean?” I asked quietly.

“He’s on his way,” Cas says in a hard voice. I look at him strangely.

“Speaking of Dean, we saw the mark on your neck, Y/N.  Do you have something you want to share with the class?” Jimmy asks in a very soft voice that hints at his barely restrained fury.

Part 10

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Books Review: Beasts of Extraordinary Circumstance

This was easily the most wonder-filled, adventurous story of 2017 so far. There is so much heart, beauty and whimsy in this one little book.

 It's truly contemporary fantasy at it's best, managing to meld beautiful, fantastic magic into a very real world with heartfelt, real life pain and joy. 

I love with Weylyn Grey with all my heart. From wild wood wolf-boy to Old Man Spider and all the magical storms and bees and plants in between, he stole my heart. He's unique and loveable and magical and an absolute joy to share an evening with. 

 Summary: 

The story follows Weylyn Grey, a boy raised by wolves who has a magical connection to the weather, to animals, and to nature. The book progresses through different stages of Weylyn's life from the point of view of those he encounters and impacts as he deals with his uncontrolled abilities and what it means to be a wild thing. 

The Long Review:

 This book stunned me. From the first breath, the sense of wonder and lyrical prose reminded me of childhood imagination game--original, magical, and somehow secret. There was a slight Stranger Things vibe in the beginning, set in the 80's and from the viewpoint of children, on the edge of what's real and possible. 

At first, before I learned to check the chapter titles, I got confused by the POVs. It's always in first person, but changes character. I appreciated that the author kept a relatively steady voice despite the variance in age and time period throughout the story.

 All of the characters were fantastic and I found myself falling in love with them one by one. Their wit, their weirdness, their relationships with their families and with Weylyn. (I honestly teared up reading Mary's dad's perspective in the first section, and that was tangential to the main plot.) 

This is a book about many things but one of them is friendship/family. I'm not one for adult fiction precisely because of the overwrought interpersonal drama usually involved, but the interpersonal plots in this book were so meaningful while also being concise. Lang did a masterful job jumping through short periods of Weylyn's life while maintaining depth and a sense of great plot movement and character development. It never felt like we were stuck in Weylyn's head (something I often find is the case with books centered on one character's struggle as the main plot) because the PoV was someone else's and because the minor characters' plots and growth were still fleshed out and complete.

 This is a fantasy story where, though the magic is an overarching plot line, the development of the minor characters over time with Weylyn is the true payoff. Mary, Lydia, and Meg all represent different people to Weylyn--friend, girlfriend, sister, mother, teacher--and it's so rewarding to see those relationships develop between regular people and this wild boy, and then to see them uncover his secrets and see the impression he leaves upon their lives when he moves on and returns again, as wild things do.

 I just adored how the characters clicked on this lowkey level and everything was very subtle and real, rather than dramatic moments, but still very heart wrenching and enthralling. 

The magic, of course, is a huge and awesome part of the story. I'm a sucker for storm magic, and this has plenty. We also see Weylyn reincarnate plants, play with bees and wolves and raccoons and spiders and even fireflies. The fireflies scene is one of the images that really stayed with me and would look amazing on screen, but this book is full of amazing, visual scenes that stuck in my mind's eye. 

This was a rollercoaster and I was never bored. It was fast-paced yet fulfilling and not at all predictable. By the end, I felt like I was leaving an old friend and I was so pleased and satisfied. 

 My only problem with this book is that the cover does not do it justice. Sure, it's pretty enough, but a book this full of wonder and joy and magic should have something truly eye catching and aesthetic. This is a book full of storms, wolves, bees, wild woods, daffodils, and magic; somehow all that made it on the cover was fireflies? To me, the cover indicates a pretentious novel with the kind of magic that might just be a metaphor for whatever adulthood pain the main character is subjected to. I assumed it would be sad, with a plot more about internal growth than adventure. I was very pleasantly surprised. However, if I saw this in a store, I never would have picked it up. 

Just a truly good and rewarding read. I highly recommend to lovers of contemporary fantasy. If you like Neil Gaiman's or Maggie Stiefvater's work, you'll probably love this. Also, if you liked Roar by Cora Carmack, maybe check this out because even though it's very different, they both revolve around storm magic. 

 Similar vibes: 

The Ocean at the End of the Lane-Gaiman, The Scorpio Races-Stiefvater, Going Bovine-Bray, The Little Prince-St. Exupere

Disclaimer: This book was  a review copy sent to me by NetGalley.

[nomercles]

spn meme

Oh, fun!  Thanks, @zmediaoutlet​!

1.  What season did you start watching SPN?

Between 4 and 5.  I was in a game and our GM was a HAAAACK, and also a big mouth, and so he figured out that when he wholesale lifted the plot of the show he’d finally did something I liked and found interesting, and tried to curry favor by telling me all about this show I’d really love.  Except I’m actually smart, and figured out pretty damned fast that I was basically priestess!Sam, which is flattering I guess, but still pretty shitty.  And I immediately dropped the game and kept the show.

2.  Who was the first character you fell in love with?

Oh, Dean.  Absolutely.  He was exactly my type, and Jared Padalecki looks like the cleaned-up Hollywood version of the dominant who’d just dropped my ass and it freaked me out quite a lot.  Dean’s love for him won me over, though.

3.  Who was a character you hated at first, but grew to love?

I don’t know that love is as strong as I’m feeling, but I’m going to go with Rowena and Naomi.  They finally got really interesting, just before they died.  Why the hell do the writers do that?  (rhetorical question)  And a touch of Sam, because of the aforementioned bad relationship timing business, but I got over it fairly quickly.  (And bonus?  It helped me get over the guy faster, too.  “This is who you could have been, you asshat!”)

4.  Which character would you most like to be in a long-term relationship with?

Oh.  Um.  Here’s the trick.  This answer will be different in about a week.  Ask again for variety.  Right this second, I’m going with Jody or Benny.  Jody just hits every single one of my buttons, and Benny is really not far behind.  Ohhhh, can I have Jody/Ellen/Benny?  Is that greedy?

5.  If you could go on just one date with one character, which one would you choose?

Oof.  Meanie.  Yeah, I’m going with Dean.

6.  What would you do on the date?

I do love a nice car.  I’m a girl of varied tastes.  I can do aperitifs in the parlor just as easily as burgers in a bar.  But I love someone who’s uncomplicated--or if they are complicated, they’re self-soothing.  I just think Dean could make it fun.  Unpretentious, easy, and fun.  I don’t date easily or well at all, and being with someone who could help us over the bumpy bits would be nice.  (I think I basically have been on a date with Dean, and it was just about perfect.  They made for the perfect one-night-stand, if I’m only ever going to have one.)

7.  Which character would you most want to be like?

Ellen.  It takes a hell of a woman to go through everything she has and to still have her shit together, and she still has steel and velvet in her spine.  She’s tough, but not hard, and she doesn’t tolerate fools lightly, and she will absolutely go to war for you, if you’re one of hers.  I admire the hell out of her.

8.  Which character would you most like to see brought back from the dead?

No one.  Let people fucking die.  Let death have meaning again.  The story is so much more interesting and powerful if there are some fucking consequences.  That said, I do wonder how an older and wiser Sam and Dean would handle being faced with a new roster of Special Children.

9.  Which character would you most like to punch?

Most?  That’s hard.  Balthazar.  Or Zachariah.  Or really, and this would please me greatly, lock them in a room together and never let them out and tell me how that goes.

10.  Who is your absolute favorite character?

SamDeanSam&Dean.  If I put that all together we can pretend it’s just one character, yes?  Okay, fine.  Sam and Dean, the unit.

11.  Which “big bad” do you think was the worst?

Toss up between Metatron and Azazel.  I hated Metatron the most, but Azazel was most frightening to me.  Often, it’s the lesser-bads that are more unbearable to me.

12.  Which character are you most like?

You know, someone told me just recently that I’m a lot like Donna.  I don’t think this is a question I can answer for myself.  I know myself pretty well, but I still come armed with pre- and misconceptions.  I know who I want to be, and I know who I think I’ve been.  I don’t have a solid grasp on how others see me.

13.  What death hit you the hardest?

Bobby’s, or Dean’s latest one.  Though, again, repeated returns cheapen it.  Oh, man, and Ellen and Jo going out had me bawling.  I think those are the only ones that have had me needing to take a break.

14.  What season finale hit you the hardest?

5.  And then 11.

15.  What are your ten all-time favorite episodes?

Oh, man, I hate you so much right now.  This is going to take some thinking.

(2.14) Born Under a Bad Sign

(3.10) Dream a Little Dream of Me

(4.01) Lazarus Rising

(5.04) The End

(5.14) My Bloody Valentine

(5.16) Dark Side of the Moon

(6.04) Weekend at Bobby’s

(7,10) Death’s Door

(8.06) Southern Comfort

(10.05) Fan Fiction

(12.04) American Nightmare

I tried.  I really did.  There’s eleven.  I couldn’t get it lower.  Chronological order, rather than order of preference.  And to be honest, I’m probably wrong on a couple, but now my brain hurts, and this is what you get.

16.  What’s been your favorite season?

Ohhh, so, fun discovery!  I always hate the current season for a while, and then a few watches later, I’ll realize that I fucking love that thing.  (S7 being the exception so far.  Still don’t care for it.)  But I’m going to go with S4-5, because I can’t separate them.  They flow too beautifully together.

17.  Who is your favorite angel?

Super unpopular--though not surprising--opinion: it is decidedly not Cas.  Probably Gabriel.  He’s not a good guy, but he’s fucking interesting.  And that whole “run from my problems, make things worse, try to be heroic but maybe it’s too late by now” thing is a trend for me.  Though, thank Chuck, not on quite such a cosmic scale.

18.  Who’s your favorite demon?

Meg, Ruby, Casey, Alastair, War.  I’m not good at this There Can Be Only One thing.  And all of those appeal in completely different ways, so I can’t really compare them anyway.  Meg had such an interesting character development.  Ruby was so smug, and for all that she was sly, she was also kind of clumsy.  Moments of brilliance, but she wasn’t any kind of master manipulator.  I wonder if she could have done it without the blood.  Casey seemed like she had some fascinating stories in there, and she was the first demon we really got to see as a person.  Alastair was...God.  *shudder*  And War was just so cheerful about it all.  He knew his job, he liked his job, and he was secure.

19.  Who’s your favorite evil character?

Alastair.  And a runner-up of Azazel!John.

20.  Do you have any Supernatural ships?

Have you met me?  Die-hard Wincester over here.  Dimpala.  And what’s the one for Death/Dean?  I don’t read that one very often, but there are some good fic.  And for Sam, I kinda like asexual Sastiel and cozy snuggly Sevin.

21.  Who’s your favorite supporting actor?

Oh, man, it’s between Charles Malik Whitfield, Ruth Connell, and Aldis Hodge.  I have liked literally everything I have seen Whitfield do, I followed Hodge over to Leverage, and I could watch Ruth Connell say “moose” all damned day.

22.  What’s your favorite quote from the show?

...is there a database of good SPN quotes somewhere that I can consult?  Because I think I need one for this question.  Maybe Meg: “Look, I'm simpler than you think. I've figured one thing out about this world – just one, pretty much. You find a cause, and you serve it. Give yourself over, and it orders your life. Lucifer and Yellow Eyes – their mission was it for me.”

23.  If you could cast one famous actor in an episode of SPN, who would it be?

Fuck, man, I don’t know.  *stares at DVD shelf*  Brendan Fraser or Sam Elliott. 

24.  If you could write your own episode, what kind of creature would you like to see included?

ooo!  I’d like to see them dig into some very local monsters.  Not local to me, but personal to America monsters.  Try to hunt down a Thunderbird.

25.  Who’s your favorite girl that Dean’s hooked up with?

Tara Benchley.  She just looked so satisfied.  Or Suzy Lee from (9.08) Rock and a Hard Place.

26.  Who’s your favorite girl that Sam’s hooked up with?

Dr. Cara Roberts.  I have an affection for women who are just there for fun and aren’t interested in anything more.  Not because I don’t want the guys to have outside relationships (though, I don’t, because that’s not what I’m watching the show for), but I like women who just know what they want and are interested in playfully objectifying the guys.

27.  What are some of your favorite convention moments?

I don’t really watch the con videos much.  I will every so often, but the sound is always crap, and I get a headache.  I do quite like watching Jensen sing, though.  Hot damn.

28.  If you were going to guest star (or be a recurring guest star) on spn, how would you want your character described?

Cheerful, and snarky.  I’m gonna die anyway, I might as well be fun.

29.  What do you hope to see in the next season?

The Winchesters just being Winchesters.  Unless I am very much mistaken, this is the last season, so how about we go back to the show I fell in love with?  Like all mythic characters, Sam and Dean are both inherently human, and deeply divine.  So how about we get shit like the great icons trying to find clothes that fit them, or arguing over who left red socks in the laundry and why the hell do we even have red socks, Sam.  I want the show to end as beautifully as it could have been if they’d actually stopped at the end of 5.

30-40.  If you had to choose...

Bobby or John?  After all this time, John.  Let Bobby die.

Bela or Ruby?  Ruby.

Jess or Madison?  No opinion.  Madison, just because Jess carries the same problems as Mary.

Jo or Lisa?  Jo.

Charlie or Kevin?  Kevin.

Balthazar or Ash?  ASH.

Cas or Crowley?  Crowley.

Ben or Claire?  Claire.

Jody or Donna?  Jody.  That’s a tough one, though.

Sam or Dean?  No.  I’m not even going to entertain this one.

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( @surviivenow​ ) 👿 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒆𝒈 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 - ( faith lehane )

“you know it’s been too long since we’ve hung out so i’m here to fix that.“ meg stated as she came walking into faith’s home and studio with a six pack and a bag of sour candies. holding up the goods, they smirked at their friend and sat down on the floor to start tearing into the items - “haven’t eaten anything today so a beer and a gummy worm sound about right for a healthy meal.” she paused and raised a brow, looking up at the other. “trust me, i’ve faked being a nurse before. like in the bedroom but you know, same thing.” they snorted raising a shoulder to shrug as she kicked her boots off. “wait - you’re not working right now are you? if so, can i watch?”

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( @frcesouls​ ) 👿  𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒂 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆𝒈 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 - ( crowley macleod )

25 for our muses to toilet paper a house together

meg took a sip from her cup of questionable alcoholic substances and stared over at crowley with vague interest. “alright, i’ll bite - ” she snapped her teeth together for full effect before laughing, dropping their cup onto the ground when they were finished with it. “who’s house you want to give a free makeover to?” she asked, arching a perfectly practiced brow. “and why choose me? was i looking innocent and lonesome over there all by myself that i needed someone to come rescue me from my silent  and demure ways? ” she mocked, lightly of course - testing the waters of what they could get away with.

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( @niffleheim​ ) 👿  𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒆𝒈 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 - ( sam winchester )

it was a boring evening at the diner - everyone was either out at the bars getting shit faced for the sake of pumpkins, or whatever - and no one thought to consider food as a viable option in their crusade to ruin themselves. was she bitter about being at work on a dead shift? the fact that they were leaning over the counter working on their lip gloss instead of doing anything work related would give the answer.

at the bell of the door chiming to finally signify a customer had walked in, meg looked up from over her compact and let her wrist go limp as she gave sam a look of mild contempt. which was meg for being happy to see him. “wow, you’re like the only person dumb enough to walk into a place that doesn’t serve booze. what’d you do, lose a bet with someone?” she snarked, setting their makeup aside and moving around the counter to get closer to him and peer up into his face. “or are you ordering to-go and leaving me here in this scathing hell-scape of fifties bullshit?”

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( @frcesouls​ ) 👿 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒆𝒈 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 - ( buffy summers )

“oh hey, totally wasn’t not paying attention to the door.“ meg blurted as she looked up to see someone inside the diner. they actually thought they’d locked the door, but apparently not. “sit wherever you want, i’ll come around with a menu for you. what do you want to drink? i’ll get it for you now.” meg was inherently lazy, stubborn, and a bit mean - but she still did her job. barely. still, the newly come customer didn’t seem annoying and well, honestly, they were bored of staring at their phone anyway. “i’d recommend everything on the menu but the soup of the day. unless, like, you’re willing to gamble with your insides.” she prompted with a quick flash of a smile before approaching with a menu. “i’m meg, and i’ll be your food bringer.”

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( @starxlightx​ ) 👿  𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒂 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆𝒈 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 - ( seo jiyeong )

11 to go to a halloween party with my muse

somehow meg managed to pick up the random townie as they were heading to the local party. her newly acquainted total opposite from her seemed game enough to follow a stranger to a party, so hey - adventure, ho! right? with a bottle of jack in her hand, already opened and occasionally sipped from she held it out to the other as they walked. “you ever been to a rager like this before?” they asked, tossing overly bleached hair over their shoulder as they nudged the bottle closer. “because you’re in for a treat. you just happened to cross my path and honestly, i know of some damn good parties around town.” she smirked, walking a bit ahead before turning to walk backwards and talk. “by the way, hi i’m meg, local troublemaker and probably someone you shouldn’t befriend.” she deadpanned, before popping on a smile and pitching her voice higher to seem quirky, “what’s your name?”

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new tag list;

⌜ meg masters: aesthetics ⌟ ✦ * ·  ˚ 👿 i miss the simplicity. i was bad. you were good   .