#the hunter's son part 11

[livinghalfway]

Younger Years Pt. 11

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Summary: Damian gets temp de-aged to 6yrs old; cue him asking where his twin is. This is how everyone finds out about Danny's existence. Word Count: 1936

Everyone is still on edge from learning that Jason had been taken as well. After a bit of investigating though it seems Jason was actually taken a couple days before any of them knew anything. Which was an even bigger hit to his Father's already cracking emotional state. Especially since a day has already passed, and no helpful information about where Jason or Danyal are being kept has been found. 

Damian luckily doesn't have to be subject to it as Bruce is currently at the Watchtower having an emergency meeting regarding the GIW and the Anti-Ecto Acts. He had originally demanded that he be included in the discussion, but was quickly persuaded against it when given the task of investigating Danyal's friends and family. 

In hopes of figuring out why the GIW actually took Danyal. His friends have given them something to work with, but now they need to figure out the true story.

So now he is here sitting in the cave with Tim, Steph, Cass, and Dick going over what everyone has found so far. Duke is of course out doing his normal patrol, and keeping an eye out for any  movement from the GIW. 

“Danyal’s adoptive parents, Jack and Madeline Fenton, are ecto-scientists, inventors, and self-proclaimed ghost hunters. Their lives practically revolve around knowing everything ‘ghosts’ including how to get rid of them.” Damian is quick to start the conversation once everyone is settled. “Which does include Danyal based on his so-called ecto-levels.” 

“Do you think they could have done something to him on purpose; in the name of science and all that?" Steph immediately asks. The thought had crossed Damian's mind as well the more he read about the two. 

"Does that seem like something they would do? Making their son into the very thing they're hunting? What would be the point?" Dick counters with his own questions. A scowl on his face, clearly getting angry at the prospect, "To study him?"

“We’ve dealt with crazier and worse people before. With everything you know, do you really doubt that some parents would do something like that? It would give them the chance to monitor him through every stage of his transformation.” Tim has disgust on his face as he thinks about just how likely a situation like that would be. 

"The two said it was one of the parent’s experiments that caused his ecto-levels to rise." Cass reminds them all of Sam and Tucker's words. "That part was true." 

"Then what parts were lies?" Steph questions. 

"Alone." 

"Which doesn't disprove the theory that it was done on purpose." Dick says disappointedly at the fact. 

Steph cuts in immediately after him, "All this theory talks when it seems like his friends have all the answers, why aren't we just questioning them more about this?"

"Bruce, banned everyone from approaching them without him present." Tim flatley replies. 

Damian still couldn't believe his Father had done that; his anger towards that man only seems to be rising every day. He knows he could have gotten the answer they need from the two without any trouble. 

Batman went easy on them during that interrogation, and they all know it. 

���Let’s go ahead and move on to a different talking point than.”  Dick not so subtly redirects them to a different talking point. Knowing that if it continued Damian would not be able to hold himself back from interrogating them despite the order not to. “Does anyone else have any information they want to share?”

“Phantom, he’s a ghost hero that protects the town from other ghost’s attacks. The Fenton’s of course label him a menace, and have been attacking him since his first known appearance.” Tim announces as he pulls up a blurry photo of Phantom up on screen. 

While the image is distorted it is clear to see that the hero wears a black suit, and has pure white hair. What’s strange though is that Damian thinks the blurry figure almost looks familiar in a weird way. Like he’s seen it before. 

“So all ghosts can distort cameras then?” Steph stares curiously at the image. 

“Jason doesn’t do that though.” Cass notes, “Maybe the ecto-levels affect the cameras?”

“Which means Danyal’s levels are high enough to affect them.” Damian hates the implications of that. He doesn’t even want to think about what that could mean for Danyal’s health. If he loses his brother once more because of it, it might just break him. 

It would be cruel of the universe to give him the chance to have his twin back in life only for it to take him once again. 

Dick, who is always somehow aware of how he is feeling, looks towards him with worry. “Hey Dami, would you mind talking to me for a few minutes in the med bay area?” 

“Of course,” He knows that it is no use arguing right now, and honestly Damian isn’t sure he has the strength to right now,”lead the way, Richard.” 

The two stand and Dick waves off the others concerned glances. “You guys continue this; we’ll be back in a bit!” 

Silently, he follows Dick into the med bay watching as he closes the door behind them, efficiently separating them from the others. 

While sitting down on the cot Dick pats the spot on the bed beside him; a quiet offer to sit next to him. Damian almost refuses on principle, and probably would have in any other situation. Ever since finding Danyal in Gotham Damian has found himself not acting like himself.  He hates that he’s having these emotional outbursts. 

“Baby bat, I know everything has been crazy around here with everyone focusing on finding Danyal and Jason, but how are you feeling right now? How do you feel about … reuniting with Danyal?” Dick keeps his tone gentle and soft as he speaks. 

“Reuniting? I would be foolish to hope for that to describe what my meeting with Danyal will be like. At best it will be a brief acknowledgement of one another, and at worst a conflict.” 

“I’m sure that’s not true, Damian. It’ll definitely take some time for both of you, but I believe in the end you’ll both be able to heal from this together.” 

"Time is not always enough, sometimes you have to amputate to heal." He angrily retorts despite knowing that Dick is only trying to comfort him right now. "If that means by the end of this Danyal needs to never see me again then so be it. Just knowing that he is alive and well will have to be enough.” 

Dick sighs sadly and tucks him into his side; he allows it for now. “I will follow your lead when it comes to Danyal, but I do want you to know that it’s ok to want a relationship with your twin. Talk to him, show him that this is something you’re willing to try and rebuild.” 

Damian doesn’t say anything in response right away to that. He wants to believe everything will work out, but he knows the truth. While his twin was considered the kinder of the two it does not mean that Danyal wasn’t just as stubborn when it came to holding a grudge. Forgiveness might not be something Danyal will ever bestow upon him. 

“I- I will try.” 

“That’s all you can do, kiddo.” 

No words are spoken after that; just the two sitting in comfortable silence. Eventually though they do stand to make their way back to the others. There is much that still needs to be discussed after all before patrol tonight. 

Walking back into the main area Damian expects to find everyone in the middle of a discussion. What he finds instead is the three of them completely silent as they look at three images displayed side by side. The first is of Danyal outside of the planetarium, the second being a still shot of when Danyal was taken, and the other an image of Phantom. 

The others notice their approach, and share nervous glances with one another. Just before he can question what has them all in a twist Damian finally notices the differences and similarities between all the images. 

Despite all the shots being blurry it is clear to see that Danyal, outside the planetarium, and Danyal, being taken out of the alley, have very big differences. Absolutely none of the colors are matching up together. The biggest outlier being the stark white that does in fact match up with Phantom though. 

The flash of green from the alley. They had all assumed that it must have come from one of the weapons the GIW agents were carrying, but could it have been something different?

Could- could Danyal be Phantom?

That wouldn't make any sense though Damian thinks to himself, and yet the more he stares at the screen the more he thinks it must be so. 

His father's orders be damned, he's going to go to Sam and Tucker, and get his answers. Which is exactly what he planned to do until he turned around and saw his father, still standing near the Zeta tube, analyzing the three images himself.

Based on the frown growing on his face he'd guess that his Father has also come to the same conclusion as him. 

"Father, I demand we go to Manson and Foley for proper answers now!" 

Instead of answering him though Bruce looks towards Tim, "Report." 

"Upon looking into the Amity Park hero, Phantom, we came across a blog by Wes Weston who claims that the hero is actually Daniel Fenton. Investigating this further we started to review all the footage of Danyal that we have." Tim gestures towards the screen. "That is when we noticed the color change from when he enters and exits the alley." 

"The blog, how much of their evidence holds true." 

"It's been sent to Babs, and is being investigated as we speak." 

"Hm." Finally, Bruce looks towards him. "Patrol starts in an hour, we'll go to them later tonight. For now let's-" 

Bruce would have continued to speak, but an incoming comms call from Signal takes over the batcomputer. Immediately taking action Cass answers the call, and opens up his cowl cam as he speaks. "GIW van spotted! In pursuit from the rooftops." 

Once the cameras live footage they all watch as Signal jumps from rooftop to rooftop as he follows the vehicle driving below. Based on the building Damian would guess that he was on the edge of Crime Alley. 

"Signal continue pursuit, but don't approach." Batman orders. 

"Copy." 

After another twenty minutes or so the van finally enters the empty parking lot for a frankly plain looking building. Damian would have thought an organization like this would be more showy. Which means that it was a deliberate choice to keep things hidden in plain sight. 

With the van now fully parked in front of the building doors Tim takes control of the camera, and zooms in. Even getting one confirmed identity of someone who works here could unlock them all. 

Two individuals dressed in white spet out of the driver and passenger seat. Their faces are clear on display. 

Then the back doors open as well; two individuals. 

A man and woman dressed in orange; with smiling, happy faces. 

Jack and Madeline Fenton. His brother’s adoptive parents. 

As Damian watches them both freely enter the building he knows one thing for sure. Danyal being taken was no accident, and he’d bet that his twin’s so-called friends Manson and Foley are involved somehow as well. 

He’s taking them all down.

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A Beacon in the Dark |17|

Pairing: Joey x Reader

Summary: Joey likes helping people, it's what she's best at. Hunting down the monsters of myth and legend might be the best way to save people.

Warnings: None?

Word Count: 3k+

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You shifted in your sleep causing you to let out a groan. You slowly tried to blink the sleep from your eyes. Your fingers twitched at the fabric beneath you, it was scratchier than you were used to. You furrowed your brow, you weren’t in your own bed, you weren’t at Grace’s.

Your eyes snapped open at the memory of running through the woods and then a sharp pain in your shoulder. Hunters. You had been on a job and hunters had ambushed you. You had barely escaped, got hit, and were bleeding out. The wound had burned; they had used silver.

You brought a hand up to your wound, frowning when you felt a bandage. You slowly blinked the sleep from your eyes, you weren’t in your bed, you weren’t even in one of the beds in the small infirmary Grace had. Unfamiliar cream-colored walls came into view, you scrunched your eyebrows together as your eyes scanned the room, it was small, you had never been there before though.

“You’re awake,” someone said, you could hear the relief in their voice.

You turned to the sound of their voice, they were in a doorway with a light behind them, forcing you to squint to try and make out who it was. You furrowed your brow until they stepped forward. “Joey?” You asked, your voice raspy. Somehow you had made it to Joey’s you didn’t even know that’s where you were headed, you could barely remember anything after getting in your car.

Joey walked over to you, quickly peeling back the bandage on your shoulder. She let out a sigh and you looked down, a red spot had soaked through the bandage, there was still a hole in you, but it wasn’t actively bleeding, and you could tell it was smaller than when you had been shot, at least it was healing. She didn’t waste time as she tore off the dirty bandaged, you watched as she cleaned around the wound before placing a new clean bandage over the wound.

“Thank you,” you rasped out. You caught sight of a dried blood stain on the bed sheets. “Sorry, for bleeding out in your bed.”

Joey huffed out a laugh. “That’s not really something you need to apologize for,” she whispered.

“I’ll buy you new sheets, no,” you closed your eyes again. “A new bed. I’m sure Grace won’t mind.”

Your eyes flew open, and you shot up in the bed. “Grace,” you whispered, looking around frantically.

“She’s okay,” Joey assured you. “She knows you’re here,” she rested a firm hand on your shoulder and began easing you back down. “I said we’d call when it was time for her to get you.”

You slowly released a breath and attempted to relax, which seemed easier said than done. “I’m sorry if I’ve made things complicated for you,” you sighed. When you opened your eyes, you saw Joey with a frown and her brow slightly scrunched together. “I didn’t want make things difficult for you or mess anything up, I just…” your eyes drifted down. “I didn’t know where else to go.”

“You didn’t do anything wrong.” You could feel the warmth coming off Joey’s hand that was still resting on your shoulder. “I’m glad you came to me.”

“What about-”

“He didn’t see anything,” she cut you off. “You somehow managed to get here not long after we got home.”

You released another sigh. The last thing you wanted was for them to come home from their fun night only to find you bleeding on the floor. Joey already wanted to keep you far away from her son, him being introduced to you in that condition was definitely not ideal. You couldn’t imagine how Joey would possibly explain her job if Caleb saw you like that.

“I can slip out the window,” you sighed. “Wait for Grace down at the sidewalk.”

“You don’t have to,” Joey whispered.

“I don’t want to make things awkward or put you in a position you don’t want to be in.”

You were definitely not in a position to be jumping out of a window, but you’d do it if you had to. It would be better to message Grace and do it now, it seemed early enough that most people wouldn’t be awake yet. You could easily sneak out the front door, but you were worried about Caleb randomly waking up and assuming the worst.

“Would you like to meet him?” Joey asked suddenly.

You froze, you wondered if maybe you did die and this was all a dream, or you were experiencing some sort of fever-induced hallucination. When you looked at Joey though she seemed nervous but still like herself, telling you she probably wasn’t just in your imagination. “I don’t want to cross any lines,” you whispered. “There’s a reason you wanted to keep him away from…” Me. “All this.”

Joey began slowly nodding to herself as if she were having an internal debate. “I want you to,” she said slowly, though she still sounded unsure. “If you’re okay with that.”

You licked your lips, somehow you forgot how dry your throat was until this moment. You would have loved to meet Caleb, you knew how important he was to Joey. You didn’t want to cross a line though, you and Joey weren’t dating, you weren’t even sure you were allowed to classify the two of you as friends, you were co-workers. Just because Joey seemed to sort of want to introduce you didn’t mean anything, it didn’t mean she would want you to visit, it didn’t mean she’d suddenly want you picking her up at her apartment.

“You don’t have to do this,” you assured her. Just because you stumbled on her doorstep bleeding didn’t mean she had to do something she wasn’t comfortable with.

“No,” she shook her head. “I’d really like for him to meet you.”

“If, you’re sure.” You waited, watching for any sign that she truly might not want this. “Then I’d love to,” you finally said when you saw no hesitation.

Joey smiled at that. “I’ll go get breakfast started.”

You shifted in the bed, intending to follow her. You let out a sigh when you noticed your shirt had been cut off you and was now laying in a bloody mess on the floor. You swung your legs over the side of the bed and saw your pants matched, jeans completely stained with blood. You barely remember what happened but clearly you lost a lot of blood, you were surprised you made it all the way to Joey’s if that’s how bad it was.

“Got any spare clothes?” You asked. If you met Caleb with the way you were dressed, that would be the complete opposite of a good first impression. If he saw you like this, he’d probably think you were some psychotic serial killer.

“Grace dropped off these,” Joey said, sitting some folded up sweats and a hoodie at the edge of the bed. “You can use the bathroom to get cleaned up.”

You nodded, watching as Joey gave you some Privacy. You gripped the sheets and let out a deep sigh, you were pretty much fully healed but your entire body ached, it was similar to how you felt after shifting. You groaned as you pushed yourself off the bed, grabbing the clothes as you entered the bathroom.

You scoffed as you looked at yourself in the mirror, you looked like shit. You probably shouldn’t be up and moving, you looked like someone who needed another two days of sleep. You rolled your eyes and decided to do the bare minimum, basically just splashing water on your face and running your fingers through your hair a few times. You threw on the change of clothes, finally making yourself presentable enough and went off in search of Joey.

You made sure to tiptoe past Caleb’s room, though you still only heard the steady heartbeat of someone sleeping. You followed the clatter of plates and pans towards the kitchen, not that the apartment was very big to begin with.

You stopped in the doorway and couldn’t help but smile at the sight of Joey behind the stove as she flipped a pancake. You silently made your way to one of the stools at the counter, not making a sound until the stool scraped against the hardwood floor as you pulled it out. Joey whipped around, her fingers tightening around her spatula as if she intended to use it as a weapon.

Her grip instantly relaxed when she saw it was only you and went back to her pancakes. “You look like shit,” she mumbled.

“Feel like it too,” you mumbled.

Joey grabbed a glass and filled it with water from the tap before setting in front of you. Your lips twitched up, you hadn’t even had to ask. Joey went back to focusing on the pancakes and then cracked a couple eggs in a different skillet.

“Do you want to talk about it?” She asked, breaking, what was a comfortable silence

You sighed, you knew you’d have to talk to her eventually. “It seemed like a standard job,” you whispered, staring down at the glass of water in your hands, watching as the droplets ran down the glass until they pooled at your fingers. “Something felt off but…” you shrugged, it was always off, that was just part of the job.

 “I was on the phone with Grace when I heard them,” you whispered. You could still hear the click of the gun. “There was at least three of them.”

“You didn’t recognize them?” Joey asked.

You shook your head. “There’s plenty of them out there. Would have just killed them but I was outnumbered and out gunned.” You furrowed your brow, your hand tightening around the glass but not enough to shatter it. “I got hit right when I got to my car.”

“Why would they do something like this?” Joey glanced back before flipping the pancakes she was making onto a plate. “How would they know you would be there?”

“They might not have, there were multiple reports.” You furrowed your brow, the whole thing seemed shady to begin with, but if it were truly all fake, Grace would have figured it out instantly. “This could just be their play, fake supernatural sightings, try to lure werewolves and who knows what else right to them.”

Joey finished getting the rest of the food on various plates. She turned around, resting her hands on the counter behind her. “I should have been with you,” she whispered.

“I’m glad you weren’t.”

If Joey had been with you there was no telling how things would have turned out. The only reason you escaped was because you didn’t have someone else to worry about and you still almost died. If Joey had been there maybe the two of you could have fought them off, maybe she would have noticed something before you got to the house, or maybe she would gotten killed because you failed to protect her.

The conversation was cut short when the creak of a door from down the hall sounded. Your entire body went rigid, you had met plenty of people before, it was part of your job, but meeting Joey’s kid was a whole other level. You decided focusing on your glass of water was the best course of action.

Caleb padded down the hall, coming to a stop as he entered the living area. You didn’t turn but you could feel his eyes on you and the way he slowly walked around you towards where Joey was.

“Morning sweaty,” Joey greeted softly.

“Morning,” Caleb said hesitantly.

“This is my co-worker, Y/N,” Joey gestured at you.

You slowly turned on the stool and looked over at Caleb with a soft smile. “Hi,” you greeted.

“Hi,” he said, though he still sounded cautious.

“They’re going to join us for breakfast,” Joey continued. You could feel her eyes darting back and forth between you and Caleb.

Caleb nodded and went to take his seat at the small dining table. Joey shot you a look and nodded for you to join as well. You slid off the stool and took a place across from Caleb, leaving the chair between you two empty for Joey. She was right behind you, setting down a plate of food in front of each of you.

The three of you ate in an awkward silence. You kept glancing at Joey, hoping she’d know how to break the ice, you had never met someone’s kid before, you weren’t sure what you were supposed to talk about. After your plates were clean Joey gathered each of them and took them to the sink, leaving you and Caleb alone at the table.

“So, you work with my mom?” Caleb asked quietly.

“Yeah,” you answered.

“What do you do?” The sound of plates clattering suddenly stopped, you glanced up to see Joey still facing the sink, the water running, but she wasn’t moving.

You licked your lips, your mouth becoming dry once again. You quickly grabbed the glass in front of you and chugged it as you tried to come up with an answer. “We help people,” you said slowly.

“You’re a doctor too?”

You couldn’t help but chuckle at that and even heard Joey snort as she went back to washing the dishes. “No,” you shook your head. “I’m usually the one in need of medical attention.”

Caleb slowly nodded but kept eyeing you suspiciously. “Why?”

You smirked, shooting a glance to the back of Joey’s head before leaning across the table. “I’m kind of a troublemaker,” you whispered to Caleb, but loud enough so that Joey could hear.

Caleb’s mouth twitched up, but he fought the urge to fully smile. “Is my mom also a troublemaker?”

You glanced at Joey again, seeing her turn her head just enough to raise an eyebrow at you, daring you to answer that. “I try, I really do,” you smiled. “But she’s always insistent on getting me out of trouble.”

Caleb chuckled at that. “She’s saved you before?”

You looked back at Joey, she still refused to turn around and just continued doing the dishes. “More times than I can possibly count.”

“And what do you do for her?”

You looked back at Caleb, seeing him look at you with a raised eyebrow. You had never felt such potential judgement for your answer before. “Annoy her usually,” you admitted.

Caleb narrowed his eyes at you then broke out into a laugh. You caught sight of a smile on Joey’s face as well whenever she turned her head to put the dishes on the drying rack.

“Do you two only work together?” Caleb asked. You tilted your head in question as you took a sip of your water. “Or are you dating?”

You nearly spit out your water but held it in and through yourself into a coughing fit as you started to choke. There was also a loud clatter, like Joey dropped one of the plates or something. “I mean,” Caleb continued, giving a little shrug. “You’re here for breakfast.”

You cleared your throat, making sure to push the glass away so you didn’t choke again. “No, no,” you managed to get out. “We just work together.” Caleb let out a hum but didn’t seem too convinced. You could see how it looked, it was in fact suspicious, but Joey barely started tolerating you, you were maybe on the verge of becoming friends, possibly, but nothing more.

“Besides,” you whispered. “She can do a lot better than me.” Joey glanced back at you, she clearly heard what you said but you couldn’t decipher the look on her face.

Joey’s phone vibrated on the counter, and she dried off her hands on a towel before tapping it. “Grace is here,” she said, glancing back at you.

You nodded and got up from your seat. “It was really meeting you,” you said to Caleb.

“Nice meeting you too,” he said.

Joey walked you to the door, even going as far as to walk you all the way down to the lobby. “Make sure to call if anything feels wrong,” Joey said, looking you over with the type of worry only a doctor could have.

“Thank you,” you silently chuckled. “And thanks for…” you nodded up towards where her apartment was. You knew how much she was risking by letting you meet Caleb; you wouldn’t make her regret it.

“He seems to like you,” she smiled.

“What can I say, I’m impossible not to love,” you shrugged. Joey just playfully rolled her eyes, not bothering to argue with your statement. “He seems like a pretty cool kid though.”

You looked back at the street when you heard a car pull up and saw Grace waiting for you. “Keep me updated if you find anything,” Joey said as you walked away. “And you’re never going on a mission alone again.” You chuckled at that, but you had a feeling she really wouldn’t let you do another mission without her, even if it was just recon.

You slipped into the passenger seat with a tired sigh. “Are you okay?” Grace asked before the door was even closed.

You couldn’t keep the smile off your face as you nodded. “She let me meet Caleb,” you answered.

Grace’s mouth parted, clearly not having expected that. You let your head flop against the window, Joey stood at the door until the two of you pulled away.

“Did you find anything?” You asked, knowing Grace would have jumped right into searching for the hunters and what exactly happened.

“No,” Grace gritted out. “But I won’t stop until I find something.” You let out a hum in acknowledgement, if anyone would be able to dig up info on the hunters who shot you it would be Grace. Your eyes were already closed before you could inquire further. You didn’t even remember passing the first streetlight before you dozed off.

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[slimepuparibaba]

hi long one but this is a very important hc / imagine that me and a friend felt is important to share, this is yet another part of the LADS future children series (i made one about rafayel and having twin lemurian babies you can find it in the masterlist here)

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Anyway without further ado

Xavier adopting a son with you

Have we ever talked about how alienated and alone Xavier felt in his family? How estranged he is from his father and just doesn't seem to fit in?

Xavier would adopt because he probably wants to give a home to some kid that feels just as alone as he did. He wants to give someone a family, a family he didn't have, and he wants to be a good father. He really just wants to be there for a child that doesn't feel like they belong, or even give a kid a home. Wants to give someone that was like him long ago and chance to feel like they belong, or that they at leave have somewhere they can return to and feel safe in.

He will discuss this with you at length, seeming calm, but super nervous because adoption is a lot and he doesn't know your thoughts on it. If you agree to it, just know he will be extremely happy. This doesn't push the idea of having kids being born off the table by the way, he just... really wants to adopt first.

Xavier will do EXTENSIVE research, by the way, this isn't a spur of the moment thing. He's probably been thinking about this for the longest amount of time, and he wants to make sure he does this parenting thing right, especially with a kid who already had a family and must have gone through so much. Genuinely, he is so thoughtful about everything, he will do research alongside you as well.

Paperwork is fun, but hey, you both get through it and end up getting approved.

You end up being matched with a young boy who's about 11-12. His parents were lost in a Wanderer attack when he was 3, and he has no relatives willing to take him in, so he was sent to a home. He had been in about 2 families before but sent back simply because there just wasn't that 'spark', or it wasn't the right fit, etc...

The boy liked taking care of the younger kids. He would tell them bedtime stories or fairy tales, he'd always reassure them... he got used to being there. So when he got matched with both of you, he was surprised (most people who visited usually went for the younger kids because they were deemed 'less troublesome' and had 'no baggage').

There are a lot of pre-placement visits once matched. The first one is nerve-wracking on both ends.

You end up taking the lead in the beginning, learning about the boy, trying to get him to feel comfortable in your presence (he's a little anxious himself), meanwhile Xavier is just quiet beside you (man is overthinking a lot about what to say or do).

In the end though, you leave the two to their devices for a bit (under excuse of 'going to the bathroom') and they start talking. And they get along well.

The boy wants to be a Deepspace Hunter when he gets older so no more kids end up losing their parents to Wanderers. He's currently practicing how to use a sword in school because he wants to be like the knights in stories he read when he was younger, and he always plays the knight whenever playing pretend with the younger kids.

Xavier explained that he's a Deepspace Hunter, and offers to see the boy's technique. And the two begin bonding almost instantly.

As the end of the visit drew near, the boy asked Xavier a question: "If I was your son and you were my dad, would you take me to eat hotpot?"

And Xavier replied: "I would take you anywhere, regardless of if you wanted me as your dad."

The next visit, at the boy's request, you and Xavier took him out to hotpot. And you found out that the boy also had quite the appetite on him.

He and Xavier are alike in many ways. He fit right into your little family. But of course, the boy is the one who must consent to the adoption.

This is a very slow process of building up trust with the boy, but Xavier is adamant on making it work. He's learning how the boy grew up, the environment he's used to, what his daily routine looks like, and already adjusting the home in order to be more familiar to him.

Xavier is also asking the foster parents on advice almost constantly. He's making such an effort to ensure the boy feels right at home (he really wants to get this right, he doesn't want to fail the boy). Man is scouring forums, reading books, everything.

Then the boy does end up being placed in your home with you and Xavier. Things still need to be legalized and finalized in court of course—right now, it's the moment of seeing how he ends up fairing in the household.

He ends up liking the place well! You and Xavier help decorate his room, there's new games that have been bought, and more snacks and food filling the kitchen. The pantries have more silverware, and now there's three plates at the table instead of the usual two.

You introduce the boy to the garden you and Xavier cultivated, you show him the piano (and even play a bit together)... he's making himself at home, really.

He does express fear that you and Xavier may return him back, that neither of you want to go through with this. Because this was the moment when he was sent back the past few times. But, both of you continue to shower him in love.

Xavier really is a good father-to-be, and you recognize that as he helps the kid study for school, knows when to be kind and slightly stern, is doing his best not to overstep boundaries... reminds you of when he was first navigating his relationship with you, and when you realized what a kind and thoughtful partner he is.

It's when the boy one day calls Xavier "dad" and calls you "mom/dad/[insert gender neutral parental title here]" that both of you break. Up until that point, he'd been calling Xavier "Mr. Shen" and you in a similar fashion". But then he told you he wants to be your son. For real. And you and Xavier could not be happier.

After everything is finalized and he's officially adopted, not much has changed. Because truth is, the boy had become a part of the family, had already been seen as your son the moment Xavier met him.

He will grow up into a fine young man, with both his and your guidance. And I know for a fact he will feel loved and cherished by the both of you.

[lastofthemadones]

Long Live Evil has me by the throat and I made a Key playlist

(I don't have a spotify account so it's on Youtube Music don't hate me) find it here

Take Me to Church - Hozier

Take me to church, I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies, I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife

2. I Love You Like an Alcoholic - The Taxpayers

One last kiss, I love you like an alcoholic, One last kiss, I love you like a statuette, One last kiss, I need you like I need a broken leg

3. Oceanographer's Choice - The Mountain Goats

Look at that, Would you look at that, We're throwing off sparks, What will I do when I don't have you, To hold onto in the dark?

4. Howl - Florence + The Machine

The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound, I hunt for you with bloodied feet across the hallowed ground, And howl, Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers, Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters

5. From Eden - Hozier

Honey, you're familiar like my mirror years ago, Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on its sword, Innocence died screaming, honey, ask me I should know, I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door

6. Bad Things - Jace Everett

I don't know what you've done to me, But I know this much is true, I wanna do bad things with you

7. It Will Come Back - Hozier

Don't let me in with no intention to keep me, Jesus Christ, don't be kind to me, Honey, don't feed me, I will come back, It can't be unlearned, I've known the warmth of your doorways, Through the cold, I'll find my way back to you

8. Pumped Up Kicks - Foster The People

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks, You better run, better run outrun my gun

9. Hurt - Johnny Cash

Everyone I know goes away, In the end, And you could have it all, My empire of dirt, I will let you down, I will make you hurt

10. We Will Commit Wolf Murder - of Montreal

Something's terrorized my psyche to get even, Lately, you're the only human I believe in

11. Get Busy Living Or Get Busy Dying (Do Your Part To Save The Scene And Stop Going To Shows) - Fall Out Boy

I used to obsess over living, Now I only obsess over you

12. Fever - Magpie Cinema Club

Romeo loved Juliet, Juliet she felt the same, but when she put her arms around him, He said, "Julie baby you're to blame, Thou giveth fever"

13. Seven Devils - Florence + The Machine

See, I was dead when I woke up this morning, I'll be dead before the day is done, Before the day is done, And now all your love will be exorcised, And we will find you saying it's to be better now

14. Dust Bowl Dance - Mumford & Sons

There will come a time I will look in your eye, You will pray to the God that you always denied, Then I'll go out back, and I'll get my gun, I'll say, "You haven't met me, I am the only son"

15. Monster - Ron Pope

Make me a monster, Make me a beast, Prey on my weakness, Become my disease, I've been lovesick and empty, Cold and I'm trembling

16. Dirty Little Animals - Bones UK

It makes your blood run hot, It makes your spit taste sweet, It makes you feel more alive, Than you have ever been

[shanastoryteller]

wonder what would’ve happened if dean was the one to die in the fire, with Mary or not. john probably wouldn’t have been able to go on a hunting crusade with a newborn and no slightly older sibling to parentify . or would the angels not allow that or something 🤔

well dean was 4 so he wasn't really doing much in the beginning lol. and per canon sam was left alone without dean for long stretches of time as early as 9

i think his dichotomous desire to save/kill sam would have been turned up to 11 and he would have kept up his crusade and just left sam with hunters as babysitters. maybe even the harvelles if he was on his own. and he would have told himself that it was to keep sam safe but a deeper part of him would think that if there's something wrong/evil in sam then the other hunters would do the right thing and kill him and john's hands would be clean

sam also would have run the fuck away way before stanford lol. i'm convinced the only reason he didn't try again after flagstaff was dean. in the flashback episode sully, who's whole thing is protecting children and keeping them safe, is trying to convince sam to run away. he's convinced that a 9 yo living on the street is safer than living with john and dean and i do think dean did a lot to keep sam safe when he could. so without dean? bye

if john didn't go on his hunting crusade sam would have just straight up had max's childhood, which is something sam says outright and dean, staunch john defender, doesn't argue against. john winchester without an outlet for his grief and violence would have taken it out on his son

[sexiestpodcastcharacter]

Sexiest Podcast Character — Unscripted Bracket — Round 5

Propaganda

Glenn Close (Dungeons & Daddies):

#Propaganda for Glenn Close: one of the other PCs mentions multiple times how hot he is #Actually several characters point it out but especially Henry #Also the only person in a podcast that has to put a disclaimer about not being a BDSM podcast to have had sex during the course of the show

Young hot rocker dilf

Loyal to his dead wife <3

Does in fact smoke weed

BARD!! HES A BARD. HE WAS LEAD GUITAR IN HIS BAND (that he was kicked out of)

His band was a Christmas cover band btw.

Literally the fandom had hot Glenn summer which consisted of drawing him being incredibly hot and sexy

Anti government (ofc)

Kind of cringefail (Disney adult) (was on dilfs of disneyland)

Young and sexy not your style? Then how about HIM AFTER YEARS LOCKED IN A TIME PRISON WITH A DAMN HANNIBAL MASK ??

Lost an eye and wears a fucking eyepatch

One incredibly buff arm

Has a pet rat named after his son <3

Immeasurable amounts of trauma in this man- becomes progressively more unhinged

OH OLD HUMAN BARD ISNT CUTTING IT? FINE

HE BECOMES A FUCKING DEMON

A COOL HOT ONE-EYED DEMON WHO WANTS TO KILL HIS DAD (also sexy)

HE CANONICALLY ENDS CHRISTIAN HELL VIA CHRISTMAS

IS ALSO WAY OVERLEVELED

Becomes a demon hunter for the rest of his existence

Also nonwhite !!! We are done with cringefail whiteboys !!!!!!!!!

I can’t put into words ok just know he is the best plz love him.

Okay but Glenn made a minivan cum by talking to her so

HE HAS A BOOK THAT HE MARKS X’S AND CHECKS FOR EVERY DAY TO SEE IF THAT DAY WAS A SUCCESS OR NOT. TO SEE IF HE DID GOOD THAT DAY. ITS ALMOST ENTIRELY X’S. HE WAS CUCKED OUT OF A SON. AND A DEAD WIFE. HE DIDN’T EVEN GET TO KILL HIS DAD IN REVENGE. There’s absolutely nothing going for him except his sex appeal in his life. Nobody he loved remembers him. He lost his eye. All he has is a pet rat and friends who admit they don’t really like him that much. He was kicked out of his own band. The band was named after him. He was kicked out of the Glenn Close trio. All he could do was deez nuts the big bad and be sexy. If nothing else, then pity him. Look in his eyes. Look at his heart and soul. He did not do the BDSM episode for this I’ll tell you what. Do this for my his sake. Do it for Nick Jr, who needs the prize money to pay for his rat snacks. Do it for his son. For Morgan. Ganbatte.

Glenn is the goofiest sexiest character there is and I will die on this hill! I will ride into battle for him! what Dndads created is truly unique and Glenn is a key part of that and for that he deserves to win. I said it before and I'll say it again - GLENN SWEEEEEP

Can we talk about how he says ‘baby’ casually? Like he just calls people that?? That’s HOT. THAT IS HOT!! He’s also bilingual and knows Japanese!!!! He’s a big dumb idiot with a lot of charisma!!!!!! HE WORKED AT A BDSM PLACE FOR TWO SEPARATE ONE SHOTS. HES SO SAD BUT PLAYS IT OFF LIKE HE’S CHILL ALL THE TIME!! HE DOESN’T THINK OF HIMSELF AS SINGLE BECAUSE HE DIDN’T DIVORCE HIS DEAD WIFE!!! He’s like.. the perfect guy. We need this win.

I’d also like to add the fact I made this. Which is the first 11 episodes edited to (almost) only have Glenn in them <3 which is a level of insanity I hope to reiterate. These took hours to make. I wouldn’t do that for anyone else.

Mod Note: While I will still take "bad dads are sexy" propaganda and "bad dads aren't sexy" anti-propaganda, I kindly request no more discussion on whether or not he was a bad father. This is a sexypoll, not a parentingpoll. If you see a post you strongly disagree with, you can just not reblog it.

Mod Note 2: This tournament is about fictional podcast characters. Please do not vote for the real actress Glenn Close.

Amber Gris (The Adventure Zone: Ethersea):

Middle aged woman who punches sharks to death. My hero

If you love me you'll vote for amber gris I swear to everything holy on earth amen

Amber is butch, instant win

Amber Gris has a negative charisma modifier and she pissed her pants on purpose in order to trick a guard and knock him out. She tied up a dude. She once killed an evil magic shark (they're out for murder. not like real sharks) by punching it and then picked it up and smashed it into another shark, also killing it. She talks in a southern accent. She calls people guppy because it indicates a lack of respect. She has a big pair of magical green arms that come from her stomach. She got a fancy jacket and immediately ripped its sleeves off. She has a gay thing going on with one of the political leaders in the city. She gets in fights with people and doesnt do vulnerability and tries to lay low and not get in any social trouble she doesn't have to. She jumped through a portal into a new world because she could. She's now the god of said world, alone with only afformentioned political leader, who was previously possessed and she had to fight. She spends her time in a bar called the Cloaca. She calls people she doesn't like claspers, because it means shark penis. She and her friend, an old man named Uncle Joshy, sneak attack each other and yell VIBE CHECK! She tries to talk fancy to impress people and she's really bad at it (verily).

She’s everything and more. She’s irreverent. She punches sharks for a living. She becomes God. What more do you need in a butch.

amber gris propaganda: she is straightup the physical embodiment of "women want me, fish fear me." also she's an appalachian post apocalyptic sea captain. that's just objectively cool.

AMBER GRIS IS PUNCHES SHARKS AND IS (one of) THE MOST BADASS BLACK WOMEN PCS IN DND SHOWS IVE EVER SEEN. SHES INCREDIBLE AND A WIN FOR DYKES EVERYWHERE

amber's creator said she was based off of the type of working-class woman you commonly see in appalachia where "this is the sort of woman that you see walking past CVS, and you know that a truck could hit her and it would just split around her as she continued to go pick up whatever she had to do that day." and that's pretty hot

guys Amber becomes lesbian god of the new world with her childhood “”friend””

#amber gris is LITERALLY a middle-aged butch #she would win this entire tournament in a just world

Last time Amber got horny was when she killed that shark

"it was a savage bummer though, don't-- trust me, there's nothing that great about a history. You know? I got one. What did I do, killed a bunch of sharks? Last time I got horny, god and christ I can't even tell you-- well, it was when I killed that shark. But! Hey. We're all just kinda figuring it out."

Moonshine Cybin (Not Another D&D Podcast: Bahumia):

She's a hot elf with mushrooms growing on her. She has 1 level of barbarian. She's bisexual. She shapeshifted into a dragon and ate a god.

how tf does the post not mention Moonshine’s giant boobs her greatest asset

Moonshine has canonically gone down on a woman for a solid hour without asking for anything in return. Moonshine edged a dryad just by kissing them. Moonshine faced down someone being controlled to kill everyone in his path and told him if he still wanted to hurt her, she would take his blows as a friend. Moonshine makes jambalaya for her family and friends. Moonshine mispronounced someone’s name for a month and that woman still wanted to hook up with Moonshine. These are just a few of the reasons why Moonshine is sexy.

shes illiterate

canonically huffs dirty water from a bong

has big tatas

wears a belly chain with a demon trapped in it

almost became the queen of hell

ate a god

turned into a pregnant moose & gave birth

The woman she went down on for an hour asking nothing in return is still hung up on her, 200 years later. Moonshine is unmatched

To be clear the woman whose name Moonshine mispronounced for a month and then hooked up with is the same woman she went down on for an hour, and the same woman who is still flustered over her 200 years later. The rizz is unparalleled. She’s also incredibly kind and accepting of others, and goes out of her way to bolster her friends. The party always requests one big bed.

moonshine cybin is a druid who learned counterspell through sheer force of will. moonshine cybin turned one of the four horsemen of the apocalypse into a dolphin, flew him 60 feet up into the air, dropped him on the ground, and then spit spores into his face to kill him. moonshine cybin turned into a dragon and bit the head off of a double god. moonshine cybin was willing to confine herself to an eternal hell to save the world. moonshine cybin is a dragon rider. you know what you must do.

Amber and Moonshine Together

Look at them. They should not have to fight when they could be gay instead. Imagine the power they would have combined... Every lesbian in a hundred mile radius of the post would swoon. It may be an odd alliance, but from an Ethersea fan to Bahumia fans, i believe this will strengthen both our odds. I have always been insane about Amber Gris but through this poll I have also learned about Moonshine and come to love her too. Take my hand... We can do this together...

OKAY HEAR ME OUT MOONSHINE AND AMBER WOULD GET ALONG SO WELL

appalachian sapphic solidarity!

Art of Amber and Moonshine from @pirateknight.

[tin-wufborf]

Tin's Favorite Sterek Fics (Part 4)

Hello! I am so sorry for leaving you all hanging yesterday. Between errands and bingo, I just didn't have the time to get around to it, but I've got you covered today.

As always, thank you all so much for the likes and reblogs on the previous posts. I continue to be blown away and humbled by the response this little project of mine has gotten, so smooches and squeezy-hugs to you all!

And now, to the fics! Enjoy!

List and links to previous/next part(s) below the cut.

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DISCLAIMER: This is me warning you all that some of the fics I've included in this list may cover explicit, dark, and/or "taboo" subject matters. I cannot express enough how little I care what anyone thinks about any of that; all I want is for you to use caution when reading anything I've listed here and to please review and heed whatever tags the authors have provided in order to keep yourselves safe. Your experience from this point on is your own responsibility, not mine and not the authors'.

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grandma's house by billtheradish (G | 1/1 | 1,232)

Let me tell you a secret about grandma's house.

There is no grandmother, and there is no house. There's no single or set road to get there, and the path doesn't always exist.

Grandma's house isn't a place. It isn't a thing. Grandma's house is a concept.

It's risk. It's reward.

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tell me we're dead and i'll love you even more series by hoars (2 works | E | 4,050)

The link between wolves and red is the link between madness and human mates.

1. Red is a Madness (E | 1/1 | 2,065) “Kill her, kill her!” Allison shrieks over and over. Her mother’s face only has time to show betrayal before the pack descends on her. All the werewolves ripping chunks of Victoria Argent from her bones. The other hunters shouting in confusion and horror because now the ground is level. Before the pack ran and didn’t engage. Now the hunters run, the ‘wolves tearing them all apart and she’s viciously glad, wants them all to die for daring to take what’s hers. (companion to Red is Vicious) 2. Red is Vicious (E | 1/1 | 1,985) Or that’s how the story supposedly goes. Derek doesn’t know for sure. It’s the lesson that the story teaches that’s important: human mates are /dangerous/. (companion to Red is a Madness)

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ticket for littering by kellifer_fic (M | 1/1 | 7,607)

Stiles is totally ready for his life to stop being a horror movie and start being a romcom. This... isn't exactly what he had in mind.

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as if he were the sun by impossiblespark (T | 1/1 | 9,202)

“Scott, I told you, I’m- oh.” Stiles cuts himself off when he opens his eyes and turns to find Derek standing by his open window, brows furrowed dangerously, jaw clenched, nostrils flaring.

His breath catches painfully somewhere in his throat.

He winces almost imperceptibly as he struggles to sit up. Derek still catches it, and his eyes flash red.

His fucking life.

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Sheriff Noah Stilinski by DearDaisy (Scribblesnpaws) (G | 1/1 | 9,411)

Sheriff Noah Stilinki knows about werewolves and his son lying to him.

He may not be the best father, but he would do everything in his power to keep his son safe.

It’s time he found out more.

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love always wakes the dragon by hoars (E | 1/1 | 11,225)

“If you could only protect one person, who would it be?”

“Derek.”

“What would you do to keep him alive? What would you give up?”

“Anything. Everything.”

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First Impressions Are Overrated by Leslie_Knope (T | 1/1 | 14,634)

In Stiles’ defense, he didn’t deliberately ram his grocery cart into the (evidently precarious) pyramid of oranges.

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Hold the Door by Hatteress (goddammitstacey), maichan808 (maichan) (T | 1/1 | 16,700)

When Derek is killed by a rival alpha, the pack will stop at nothing to get him back. Even if that means blackmailing the most dangerous hunter duo this side of hell. Whatever. That whole devil thing was probably totally exaggerated, anyway.

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Spark, Smolder, Catch by qthelights (E | 1/1 | 18,347)

When Stiles starts pulling down Derek's burnt-out house, Derek finds himself letting him. He doesn't know why.

Wherein Stiles and Derek are both broken and doing more damage might just be what they both need to move on.

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here is the deepest secret nobody knows by owlpostagain (T | 1/1 | 22,322)

“Derek,” Stiles groans. “You have me. You’ve always had me, you absolute moron, how many physically impossible feats of life-saving heroics do I have to perform before you get it?”

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Shadows in the Room by peacensafety (M | 2/2 | 23,279)

Laura and Derek are twins. They get along together wonderfully until puberty and Laura's new best friend, a boy with the improbable name of Stiles Stilinski, gets in the way.

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Hide Of A Life War by Etharei (E | 1/1 | 26,105)

“We have received confirmation that there is a hostage situation in progress at a warehouse compound two hours out of Los Angeles, following a multiple-vehicle pileup on Highway 101 this morning...”

The one in which Stiles has lived to (legal) adulthood and, along the way, become a bit of a badass himself.

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Stilinski's Home for Wayward Wolves by owlpostagain (T | 1/1 | 35,197)

“At least your puppies knock first,” Stiles snorts. “Here I thought their alpha raised them to be well-mannered.”

“There’s a sign,” Derek responds stiffly.

Stiles, whose curiosity outweighs even his hardest of grudges, abandons his chilly façade of nonchalance in a heartbeat. He jumps right up and all but pushes Derek out of the way in his effort to get to the window, and sure enough when he leans outside there’s a laminated strip of cardstock duct taped to the vinyl siding:

DON’T FORGET TO KNOCK Stiles gets cranky when we scare him

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Or, in which Stiles Stilinski moves to Beacon Hills for his junior year of high school and accidentally adopts a pack of teenage werewolves.

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When You're Close I Feel the Sparks by Leslie_Knope (M | 4/4 | 39,671)

The guy is hot as hell, sure—leather jacket and glasses, Jesus, be still Stiles' poor, bisexual, beating heart—but more importantly, it must really suck being new on the first day of senior year.

“We’re adopting him,” he decides, tugging Scott and Kira by the elbow in that direction. “Let’s go.”

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Valhalla series by peacensafety (3 works | M | 60,986)

1. Weak and Powerless (M | 18/18 | 55,585) Stiles has to remember part of his past that he would really like to ignore until it went away, thank you very much. If people would just let him keep ignoring it, it would be great. Now that there's an Alpha pack, and secret agents, and his dad is keeping secrets from him, and why exactly is Derek hanging around so much now? Ignoring it is going to be just impossible to do. Thank God his shrink lets him have as much anti-anxiety medication as he wants. 2. Viewpoint (M | 1/1 | 2,882) This series started because of the Teen Wolf fanfic contest. Since I didn't win, I figured I'd post what I wrote for it. 3. When the Levee Breaks (M | 1/1 | 2,519) or How Thor Got His Groove Back

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I've Been Everywhere With You by Leslie_Knope (E | 10/10 | 61,551)

“Dude, you should totally come with me.”

“What? Like on the road trip?"

“No, come with me. To Austin. Get out of Beacon Hills.”

Derek paused. “What?” he asked again.

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The Boy who Fought with Wolves series by Onlymystory (10 works | T-E | 64,547)

Tin here. For some reason, Tumblr is giving me absolute hell about including any of the individual story summaries here, so I'm just to going to give you a little info about the series and hopefully you'll check them all out:

The series contains 10 (mostly) unrelated stories that are all about different verariations of a BAMF!Stiles. You get a little dash of "Stiles is secretly a former hunter" action in there, a little bit of Stiles as the Second to Derek's Alpha, and a heaping dollop of other!Stiles as well. It's a fun series with some interesting concepts and world building, and I often revisit this series when I'm craving some badass Stiles Stilinski vibes.

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This Is My Kingdom Come by Salomonderiel (M | 4/4 | 64,875)

By the time he’d hit his 17th birthday, he’d sorted his life out. It came down to this: His name was Stiles Stilinski. He was the son of the Sheriff and his wife, deceased, and his best friend was Scott McCall, an ex-asthmatic werewolf with a nurse mother and an absent father. He was the cleverest in his class, after the strawberry blonde he had a crush on, and he had been diagnosed with ADHD at the age of seven. On full moons, he ran around and cooked for the local pack of werewolves. And he was a demon changeling.

Stiles has managed to avoid Hell and its natives for near 16 years. He's almost managed to fool himself he's human. And best friend who smells of wet dog or not, he thinks he'd got a pretty good deal with this second chance at a life, and is planning to stick with it. But, unknown to Stiles, the new king of Hell has other ideas...

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Family Seasons by lookslikenico, winglesswarrior (T | 7/7 | 68,904)

Derek doesn't really want a family, but when he's left with three kids he doesn't have a lot of options otherwise.

Of course, there's always Stiles...

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The Payoff Pitch by Leslie_Knope (E | 12/12 | 83,974)

Derek is on the cusp of his second season with the LA Dodgers, and as the reigning runner-up Rookie of the Year, the pressure’s on him to become the team’s star pitcher and lead them to the playoffs for the first time in five years. He’s trying to deal with the burden of expectations and really has zero desire to spend any extra time or energy on anything that isn’t baseball.

But then he meets Stiles.

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[mistfallengw2]

A legendary fine norn ask game

1. How are they building their legend? What do they want it to be? Are they being successful? What's their greatest achievement? Do they really care for it?

2. How do they feel about norn society's expectations and traditions? Are they comfortable in norn society? Is there anything they wish was different?

3. What's their family like? Are they still around? Do they like them and get along? Are there any particular expectations coming from them? Is there anyone noteworthy in the family?

4. Where are they from? Were they born in Hoelbrak, in one of the many homesteads and villages, or somewhere not in the Shiverpeaks? Did they like the place? Did they travel often or stayed long in the same place?

5. Which Spirit of the Wild do they have a connection to? How was the connection forged? How does their Spirit influence them? What do they think of their Spirit? Do they revere any other Spirit?

6. Can they shapeshift into Spirit Form? What does it look like? Can they do only one kind or more? Is there anything unique to it? If they can't, what's the reason behind it?

7. What are their thoughts on Jormag and the Sons of Svanir? Have they ever had to deal with either directly?

8. Are they a good hunter? Do they like it or is it just out of necessity? What's their most impressive prey? Do they keep trophies from their hunts? Do they prefer to hunt alone or with others? What weapons do they use, if any? Have they ever taken part in a Great Hunt?

9. Do they enjoy moots? What's their favorite part? Is there anything they don't like? Was one ever thrown in their honor?

10. Did anyone mentor them or did they learn things by themselves? Would they have wanted a teacher or a different one? Was there something they wished someone had taught them before they had to learn by themselves?

11. Do they have a job/occupation? Did they ever change it? Are they happy with it?

12. Are they close with anyone or do they keep everyone at arm's length? Do they make more enemies/rivals or friends? Are they involved in any drama? Do they have any meaningful friendship or bond?

13. Do/did they have a pet or a companion of sorts? If not, would they want one?

14. Do they have any heirlooms? Are there legends behind them or do they only have sentimental value? Or did they earn/find someone else's?

15. [Free space for 3 pieces of trivia about your norn!]

[daitranscripts]

Skyhold Conversation: Krem

Tell Me About Yourself

Skyhold Masterpost

Available after Iron Bull's "Meet the Chargers" scene

PC: I wanted to talk about you, if that’s all right.

Krem: You know I’m from Tevinter. Wasn’t a slave, but even citizens have it rough if they’re not mages. I was a soldier, but women join the ranks under a different program. When they found out I was passing, it got ugly. I ran, met Bull near the border, and ended up here. Not a life I’d wish on everyone, but it’ll do.

1 - Dialogue options:

General: What is Tevinter life like? [2]

General: How did you end up leaving? [3]

General: Why do you pass? [4]

General: Goodbye. [5]

2 - General: What is Tevinter life like? PC: What’s Tevinter like for a citizen? Someone who isn’t a slave or a mage? Krem: I’m of the soporati, citizens who aren’t mages. Mages are in charge and everyone knows it, but a wealthy merchant can have an easy life. At the low end, people just try to stay out of slavery. My father was a tailor. I joined the army after the Imperial slaves drove him under.

Dialogue options:

Special: How did they do that? [6]

[Back to 1]

6 - Special: How did they do that? PC: How did slaves drive your family out of business? Krem: My father made shirts, aprons, that kind of thing. Nothing fancy. One of the magisters had a pet project, to prevent the poor from dying of cold in the winter. Nice, right? He had Imperial slaves making simple peasant clothes and selling them for almost nothing. That magister’s nice idea put out slave-made clothes at prices my father couldn’t match.

Dialogue options:

General: He had good intentions. [7]

General: Slave labor. Lovely. [8]

General: Who would buy those? [9]

7 - General: He had good intentions. PC: It sounds like the magister was doing it our of kindness. Krem: That’s the worst part of Tevinter: people don’t even realize they’re taking away your living. That magister wasn’t a terrible person. He probably saved slaves from dying. ㅤㅤ ㅤ 8 - General: Slave labor. Lovely. PC: It’s difficult to compete with someone who doesn’t get paid. Krem: That’s Tevinter. ㅤㅤ ㅤ 9 - General: Who would buy those? PC: Who would buy goods made by slaves, knowing they’d be hurting a citizen’s business? Krem: People with enough money for a new shirt or a loaf of bread, but not both. ㅤㅤ ㅤ 10 - Scene continues. ㅤㅤ ㅤ Krem: My father sold himself into slavery. He’s one of the servus publicus, the Imperium-owned slaves, now. [back to 1]

3 - General: How did you end up leaving? PC: You said you left Tevinter when they discovered your secret? Krem: Women are allowed to serve, but only in certain ranks and disciplines. I was up for promotion, but the healer I’d bribed to sign off on my physical had to tend a sick magister. When the replacement healer saw what was, or wasn’t, in my pants, he made threats. It was slavery or death, so I knocked him out and ran.

11 - Dialogue options:

Special: How did you get away? [12]

Special: Passing is illegal? [13]

[Back to 1]

12 - Special: How did you get away? PC: I’m surprised you escaped from the Tevinter Imperium so easily. Krem: It’s not like I lived in Minrathous. I was in Trevis, not far from the Nevarran border. It helped that I was being chased as a deserter, not a runaway slave. Slave-hunters only get paid for what they catch. They’re efficient bastards. [back to 11] ㅤㅤ ㅤ 13 - Special: Passing is illegal? PC: It’s against the law to pass as a man? Krem: It’s a crime to lie on an Imperial application for service. Would’ve been a heavy fine or slavery. For ten silvers, the healer said he’d tell the tribune I was sick in the head. Some pity for the mad little girl. That was when I hit him. I’d served for a few years. I was good at hitting. [back to 11]

4 - General: Why do you pass? PC: Why did you decide to live as a man? Krem: I didn’t decide anything. I’ve been like this my whole life. My parents wanted me to marry up. They tried to find me a nice merchant’s son. Every day, I’d put on a dress, look into my father’s shaving mirror, and just… hate myself.

14 - Dialogue options:

Special: Would you change with magic? [15]

Special: What did your family think? [16]

[Back to 1]

15 - Special: Would you change with magic? PC: If you had the chance to use magic, would you change all the way? Krem: What? No. I don’t want any magic like that within ten yards of my body. When I was younger… I don’t know. Everyone has silly dreams. In Tevinter, dreams like that get you killed. Bull helped me make a good life. Nice armor and a well-placed sock, and I’m happy. [back to 14] ㅤㅤ ㅤ 16 - Special: What did your family think? PC: How did your family react when you started? Krem: My mother wanted to throw me out. She said if I didn’t marry well, I was dooming the family to slavery. She was happy to take the money I sent as a soldier, though. Not that it mattered in the end. My father… when I was little, he’d angle his mirror down so I could pretend to shave, just like him. He never said anything, but I think he knew. [back to 14]

5 - General: Goodbye. PC: We’ll talk later.

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Deacon x sole survivor

Bona Fides

a few drabbles about Deacon and his desperate attempt to hide his growing love for you

Part 1

Robert MacCready x Sole survivor

Heart for hire

It has been some time ago since MacCready and you found each other when you first stepped into the Third Rail. On the same day, after a year, you met again, same spot, same time to cherish in the memory of your first encounter.

Part 1

Elder Arthur Maxson x Knight reader

Heart of Steel

You are a former soldier before the Great War, frozen in the vault only to wake in a world you didn't recognise anymore with your husband killed and your son kidnapped. You stumble through the Commonwealth, having searched far and wide with Detective Valentine for your son until you stumble upon Paladin Danse at the Police station. His Brotherhood wakens your desire to belong somewhere again and so you join them, but upon meeting Elder Maxson you weren't sure anymore if it really was the right decision....

Chapter 1 - Welcome to the Brotherhood of Steel

Chapter 2 - Tour of Duty

Chapter 3 - Show no mercy

Chapter 4 - Something's gotta give (18+)

Chapter 5 - Don't let me be misunderstood

Chapter 6 - Dream a little dream

Chapter 7 - Dangerous minds

Chapter 8 - Why do fools fall in love?

Chapter 9 - The morning-after-date (18+)

Chapter 10 - Institutionalized

Chapter 11 - Blind Betrayal

Chapter 12 - A flame in your heart

Chapter 13 (final chapter) - A new dawn

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Maxson as Sole Survivor playthrough:

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Cooper Howard/The Ghoul x reader

The hunt

You were sent to retrieve a precious item, but so was the most notorious bounty hunter in the Wasteland...

(set before he ends up in that grave)

Chapter 1 - The plan

Chapter 2 - The bounty

Chapter 3 - The spoils (18+)

Chapter 4 - The betrayal

Porter Gage x female sole survivor

The dress (18+)

(Marcosito) Cito x sole survivor

Headcanons - Falling in love

Mason x reader

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SPN Episode Tag Game

So this morning after checking out some of @campingmonkey 's latest gif posts, I got to thinking about underrated episodes and what might be some maybe unpopular takes about SPN? And thus, this little tag game was born! The rules are simple:

Name as many (or few) of your unpopular thoughts about episodes, etc. regarding SPN as you want

My thoughts:

Wendigo (1x02) is a GOOD episode. We get the OG "Saving People, Hunting Things" line. We get to see Sam take charge and that the boys, while brave, are flawed and will make mistakes as hunters

Meg 1.0, Yellow Eyes, Lilith and Season 5 Lucifer were the only truly scary villains

MoTW episodes > Larger plot point episodes

The dark/gritty aesthetic from S1-2 should have lasted longer

Monster Movie (4x05) does not get enough love in fandom for it's creative choices and nods to OG horror movies

Ruby 2.0 is basically a different person to Ruby 1.0

Adam being Sam & Dean's half-brother was a stupid plotline

Season 5 is considered the strongest overall season. But other seasons have more standout episodes

Ben isn't Dean's son but Dean was happy to be the father to step up after Lisa was there for him at the end of Season 5

Bobby was done dirty by his death

Season 6 has some good episodes (and no, not just French Mistake)

Crowley & Rowena had the best character growth throughout the show

Angel blades should not have been introduced as weapons

Going to purgatory in season 15 and saying Benny was killed off screen was extremely stupid

Season 11 was the last good season (and parts of 12 if I'm being generous)

Jack was a good edition to the show in S13. Beyond that, they didn't know what to do with him

Sam & Dean acted out of character many times in the last two seasons

I think Season 15 is generally regarded as the worst season, disregarding polarizing opinions on the finale, because they favor larger storyline over MoTW episodes and the S15 plot wasn't strong enough to carry that burden

Tags if you'd like to play along (or anyone else)! @zepskies @campingmonkey @lamentationsofalonelypotato @waynes-multiverse @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior @spnwoman

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THE HUNTERS & THE SOLDIER

Pairing: Avenger! Bucky Barnes x OC! Avenger Reader

Summary: You and Bucky attend the neighbor’s party

Warnings: Nothing really this is chill, just wanted to write more of Bucky x Reader. Feeling lazy lately.

Other: English isn’t my first language so I’m sorry for the mistakes.

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-> An Evil Twin? (11)

The forced smiles that adorned your face the whole damn night vanished the moment you slipped into Mrs Thompson’s bathroom, waiting for Bucky to join you. Downstairs, the sound of loud music and children’s laughter made your head pound more with each passing moment, due to your sleep deprived state. But you couldn’t blame the kids for your exhaustion; it was your own doing, sleeping for a mere two hours in what felt like an eternity. The lack of sleep made you moody and each time someone spoke to you, even as kindly as someone could be, made you want to turn into the Hulk for a brief moment.

The past few hours had been a whirlwind of stress since returning from Malcom’s house. First, there was the sweep by the twenty trusted undercover SHIELD agents Bucky himself had called. They meticulously searched for hidden cameras or microphones, finding absolutely nothing save for the ones already known to be outside in the garden. Inside, thankfully, the coast was clear much to your relief. At least it was already something.

Then there was an issue that had a name and a last name; Cassandra collapsed the second your eyes met hers back at the psychopath’s house. Since then, she had been playing the Sleeping Beauty and not even Dean’s and Sam’s yelling at each other woke her up. Bucky even tried to wake her up at some point, fearing the worst for a second, but she simply continued to sleep like nothing was happening. It wouldn’t have been such a concern if she weren’t officially a missing person, with the police on the lookout, while you and Bucky played the part of the lovely married couple.

And thinking of Bucky, his knock on the door pulled you from your thoughts, prompting you to cross the room and let him in, quickly securing the door behind him with a twist of key. Just to be safe.

“Why did you gestured for me to come here?” You asked, crossing over to the bathtub and sitting on its edge hoping to rest your sore feet at least a little - those heels Wanda made you bring were an insult to torture.

“I got a call from Steve while you were cozying up to that man downstairs.” He replied, shooting you a pointed look. “Speaking of which, let’s not forget we’re supposed to be a married couple.”

“Just get to the point.” You sighed, rolling your eyes. While Bucky wasn’t entirely wrong, you hadn’t been flirting with Dyaln (the handsome neighbor’s son) as he implied, you were just trying to alleviate the boredom since Bucky disappeared for what felt like ages to go talk to Steve.

“They haven’t heard from Fury since we were sent on this mission. The others have returned already, their cases turned out to be false alarms, and they have been stressing about it ever since. Which is not long, but still.” He explained, taking a seat in front of you on the closed toilet lid.

“And nobody knows where he is? What about Maria?” You pressed, the possibility of Fury being in Hydra’s hands was becoming increasingly real with each passing moment.

“Natasha mentioned Maria’s also gone off the grid. Steve said Nat’s been going crazy about it, but before I told them the news they didn’t think their disappearances were connected to Hydra and to our case.” He said, running a hand over his beard, the gravity of the whole situation weighing on him.

“Of course she’s going crazy about it, they’re supposed to tie the knot in what? Two months?” You muttered, nervously bouncing your leg up and down. “Why didn’t they tell us anything? This feels like a pretty big deal to me.”

Bucky shrugged. “I suppose they figured that handling it themselves and letting us focus on the mission was the better choice.”

You shook your head, silently cursing them all. While it might not have changed anything for you and Bucky, a heads up would have been the least they could do. After all, it was Nick Fury and Maria Hill missing - not exactly a forgettable thing.

“Whatever. At least now we’re all on the same page.” You said, and after taking a deep breath you spoke again. “Should we tell Mr and Mrs Thompson that we’re leaving? I feel like I’m half dead right now.”

“It’s barely been an hour, Emma.” Bucky reminded you. Thought he wouldn’t mind some rest, he forced himself to endure a little longer for the sake of the roles you were playing.

You sighed in defeat, with a nod. “Any update on Cassandra?” You inquired, glancing down at the golden ring adorning your finger worn solely for this facade. But you had to admit, it looked pretty.

“I haven’t heard anything.” Bucky huffed, resting his elbows on his knees. “Sam and Dean are not answering their phone, but the Impala is parked outside so they must be home.”

“They would have called if she woke up.” You reasoned with a small shrug. “Maybe they’re resting or something.”

Bucky looked down at his hands for a moment, before speaking again. “I still think they’re suspicious.” He admitted.

As you were about to rise from your seat on the edge of the bathtub ready - but not really - to go back to the party, you halted mid-motion and sank back down as soon as Bucky spoke. “What do you mean?” You asked, furrowing your brows in confusion.

“It’s just… I’ve been thinking a lot about this whole mess of a situation, and I keep circling back to some unanswered doubts I have.” Bucky replied with a shrug, his gaze briefly meeting yours. “Do you not think they’re hiding something?”

“No.” You replied honestly. “After that time in Mrs Miller’s attic, I felt like we were good. I did have my own suspicions on them before, but now… now I don’t. Why? Do you think they’re connected to Hydra?” You asked, lowering your voice significantly for the last question.

“No, no it’s not that.” Bucky quickly clarified. “It’s actually about you. I have a feeling they know more about you than they’re letting on.”

Intrigued, you raised a brow, though you didn’t share his suspicions. Still, you were open hearing him out. “Care to elaborate?”

“Remember the other day in the car, right after the four of us left Mrs Miller’s house?” Bucky began.

“Yeah?”

“Dean mentioned that it was their father who found you, not Fury. And in that case, Fury had no idea that the facility even existed and had no files about it, right?” He continued.

“I suppose so?”

“You said you never divulged anything about the Wendigo Project to anyone for your own reasonable reasons, right? Not about what happened, to you or anyone else. You also said that the only person they rescued aware of the situation was you, as the higher-ups kept it hidden from the other prisoners, and any other evidence was destroyed when SHIELD agents swooped in to save the day.” Bucky explained, his words deepening your frown.

“What’s your point?”

“My point is: if Fury was in the dark about it all, how did he decide to send Sam and Dean here with us? Natasha and Wanda know about Hydra- they’ve been in there too and they know how they operated. So why you? Is it just a coincidence that you were chosen for this specific mission when you have deeper ties to Sawyer than any of us?”

“There were no records of me, Fury couldn’t have known.” You debated. “I didn’t even have a name before, I was only referred to as ‘kid’.”

“Not to sound like an asshole, but you’re saying that based on what Hydra told you? Because I don’t know if you noticed, but they’re not really honest people.” Bucky raised a brow.

“Fury is.”

“Fury faked his death when I was after him and didn’t tell Natasha.” He remarked.

You shook your head at that. Fury had based the entirety of your healing process on honesty; it wasn’t just about words, he showed you times and times again how of a trustworthy person he was. Back then, when you were still loyal to Hydra, he constantly showed you the reality of what the organization was rather than what you believed - Fury had always pledged to be honest about his own motivations, and you believed him after some time. After all, the evidence was all there.

Yet, despise it, Bucky’s words managed to make you doubt everything once again.

“What does this have to do with Sam and Dean?” You asked, your teeth gritted. You weren’t angry at Bucky; his concerns were valid and his reasoning made sense.

“I don’t believe Fury sent them here without informing them of what you are. I don’t know them well, and I can’t say much but Dean didn’t seem phased by your confession about being half Wendigo. And, I mean, think about it: hunters. They’re hunters, not SHIELD agents. Of course he knew what we were dealing with.” He explained succinctly. “I wanted to share my thoughts with you now that we’re on civil terms.”

He glanced at you, noticing the contemplative expression on your face as you kept your head low, your hair partially obscuring your features. He didn’t really intend to worsen your mood - especially not when it wasn’t that great before. Plus, seeing the hint of a pout forming on your lips didn’t sit well with him.

“Hey.” He said softly, not recognizing himself for a moment, extending a hand to to gently nudge you, coaxing you to meet his gaze. “Listen, I’m not even entirely convinced myself. You know I have a tendency to be paranoid.” He lied. He was entirely convinced of what he said.

And you knew it.

“Let’s just go downstairs.” You signed. “It’ll be suspicious if we stay locked in here together for too long.”

He watched as you rose from your seat, and went to unlock the door. He thought you were just going to leave, but as soon as one foot was out of the door, you turned back to look at him again. With a tilt of your head, you beckoned for him to follow. And, with just a nod, he did.

You both returned to the welcome back party for Dalia, Mr and Mrs Thompson’s daughter, and your forced smiles appeared once more as you mingled with the crowd of happy people. The room was as noisy and full as you had left it, except most of the children were now playing outside.

You felt Bucky’s hand on your waist, gently pulling you closer as you navigated the room. Neither of you were particularly social, each awkward in your own way, making it difficult to determinate who was worse.

“Do you want to dance?” He suddenly asked. You looked at him with a frown, thinking you had heard him wrong - Bucky Barnes asking to dance? Sure, you were playing a role but the dance part was quite unnecessary. “What? It’s a party, and I used to be a good dancer back in the days.” He said after a moment of silence with a shrug.

“Sure, but I might step on your feet.” You said, as he led you into the crowd. Thankfully, it wasn’t one of those parties with drunk people all around. Most of the guests were adults, and most of the couples swaying to the slow song were mainly married.

You couldn’t deny feeling slightly tense as you reached a corner of the living room where you had a clear view of the entire space. Even having a normal conversation with Bucky felt foreign, especially after all the times he had looked at you as if he wanted you dead. Now, being civil with him seemed unimaginable. Yet, there you were.

It wasn’t bad, though, not after finally managing to talk the previous day. You didn’t blame him for not trusting you before, especially not after the reasons he had. Reasons that left a bitter taste in your mouth. Mainly because you couldn’t remember any of the things he mentioned, no matter how hard you tried to squeeze your brain. If Hydra wiped your memories of that, what else might they have erased?

“I can almost hear the gears rolling in your brain.” He said, as you moved your hands on his shoulders and he placed his other hand on your waist again. You found yourself relaxing slightly at that. “What’s on your mind?”

“I was just thinking about yesterday.” You answered, as you began to sway together to the rhythm of the song. “Our conversation.”

“Mh.” He mumbled in response, as he looked down at you. “What about it?”

“Nothing, just…” You sighed, pausing before continuing. “I want you to know, I didn’t - whatever reasons I had for bringing you back to Hydra, it wasn’t willingly as you may think even if it seems that way. I mean, at the time, I must have thought it was the better thing to do for making the world a better place or whatever bullshit they were feeding me.”

“I know, Emma.” He said softly, his voice low to prevent anyone from hearing the conversation. “I do know now. I’ve spent this past year consumed by anger towards you, and I believed that hating you was easier than acknowledging that you didn’t have a choice in what you did - you were a kid, for fuck’s sake. But the thought of you being a part of the team when you were one of the people I had on my black list that I wanted to…” He stopped himself, swallowing back the words before they could escape. “I should have known better, since I was basically in your same situation. Instead I let spite have the best of me.”

“What made you change your mind all of a sudden? We have been on this mission for less than a week. Why now? Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” You asked, searching his eyes as you both danced slowly to the music, careful not to bump into anyone.

Bucky remained silent for a moment. It’s not like he changed his mind overnight as it may seem, but after that night’s argument you both had a few days ago, he had been thinking non stop about it. “What you said about the different ways we have been brainwashed hit too close to home.” He finally admitted. “You did’t know anything else than what Hydra had told you, how could you ever understand that what you were doing was wrong? I’ve always known your story, I was informed on who you were long before you arrived and still, I couldn’t bring myself to look at you under another light. For a long time you were just someone that ruined my life further.”

You looked away at his words, as guilt took over. “If I could go back-”

“You still wouldn’t have had a choice.” He cut you off, but not as harshly as you were used to. But it was therapy to your hears to hear that.

“Crazy how you finally realized that after so long.” You asked, raising an eyebrow. “But I appreciate it.”

He shook his head with a smile. “Contrary to what you may think, I haven’t looked at another woman in the same way I’ve looked at you this past year.”

You blinked a few times, taken aback. “Is that a love confession? Barnes, for the love of God, we became civil last night - ask me on a date first, at least.” You joked, enjoying the slight blush that crept on his face.

“That’s not what I meant, and you know it. You’re insufferable.” He rolled his eyes at you. “I was just trying to say that I’ve observed you, alright? Ever since Fury made you an Avenger. I thought you were going to betray all of us sooner or later, and I tried to gather all the evidence of that… but all I got was nothing if not the times I caught you in the kitchen after a nightmare.”

“Yeah, nightmares are a part of the Hydra package.” You rolled your eyes before frowning. “How did you know it was that?”

“Our rooms were only two doors apart, and I have an enchanted hearing.” He explained. “I heard you, every night. You know, I’ve met many former Hydra agents during my unnaturally long life, and none of them had any remorse over what they did, let alone having nightmares about it.” Bucky said, his voice barely above a whisper. “You feel guilt, that’s not something you can fake. And even with that, I was stuck on the idea that I couldn’t trust you.”

You remained silent at that, feeling that words were no longer necessary. All this time, he had been blinded by rage, and rightfully so. If you had been in his position - stuck with the person that brought you back to hell after you escaped - you might have done worse. You were just grateful that, somehow, you both finally had this conversation and could put everything behind you. It had taken time, and last night’s talk had happened unexpectedly, but you were happy with were it led.

The song changed to a more upbeat tune, and you and Bucky both silently agreed it wasn’t your style. “Do you want to get some air?” He asked.

“Please.” You replied, gripping Bucky’s arm as you made your way to the front door, feeling the room starting to suffocate you.

He led the way through the crowd, almost stumbling when a couple of kids ran under his legs as they chased each other. You heard him mumbling some curses as you laughed at the sight, earning a playful glare from him that didn’t deter your amusement.

Once outside, the cool night air was a welcome relief. You both leaned against the railing, taking in the calm atmosphere there was. You glanced over at Sam’s and Dean’s house on the other side of the road, noticing a flickering light coming from the downstairs room. But you didn’t think too much of it.

“As soon as this mission ends, I’m going on vacation.” He said out of the blue, as you gazed at the view ahead.

Your turned you head to look at him, a smile playing on your lips. “A vacation? Where to?”

He took a moment to think about it, his eyes narrowing briefly. “Italy.” He decided, nodding to himself. “I want to visit Venice. Maybe even go to Norway, I don’t know yet.”

You made a sound of approval at what he said. “Sounds amazing. I’d suggest Greece, in the summer.“

“Greece? Have you ever been there?” He asked, raising a brow.

“Not for a vacation, no.” You shrugged. “Just for missions, a few times.”

He mumbled, shaking his head. “You should change that. Taking a little break doesn’t seem absurd, you owe it to yourself. Imagine laying in the beach all day just soaking up the sun.”

“I’ve never been at the beach.” You confessed. “But it does sound like a relaxing time. Maybe I will do that if I find someone to go with.”

He stared at you for a second, before shrugging. “I like the beach.”

Before you could respond, a voice interrupted your lazy conversation. “Excuse me, this is Kim Thompson’s house isn’t it? I’m a bit late for the party. Could you help me ring the bell? My hands are full.”

As both you and Bucky turned to see who had spoken, the color drained from your face as soon as you realized. The too-familiar features of Mrs Miller greeted you with a smile. Her expression was kind and relaxed, her voice softer and lighter - the complete opposite of what you remembered. She looked at both of you, waiting for an answer, but you were struck dumb as if you’d seen a ghost.

In a way, you had. The woman you thought was dead stood before you, holding a tray of pastries as if nothing had happened. It was as though she hadn’t been dismembering someone days ago in order to feed a creature made by the most awful organization you’ve ever known - not really an everyday thing. Yet, there she was.

“Uhm… do you not speak my language?” The woman asked politely, noticing your silence.

“Mrs Miller?” Bucky asked, just to make sure.

“Do I know you?”

There was something unsettling about seeing the woman who had been so creepy during your previous encounters now being so polite, especially because since she seemed not to recognize you. “Uh… we met earlier this week when a colleague and I came to ask about Cassandra?” Your words sounded more like a question.

At the girl’s name, the woman visibly stiffened.

“Oh, no. You must have me confused with my sister, Camille.” The woman narrowed her eyes, her smile faltering for a brief moment. “I’m Mrs Wright now, I got married a few years ago and I took my husband’s last name… Miller was my maiden name.” She explained, looking between you and Bucky.

“We thought-”

“I only came back to town yesterday.” She cut him off. Her smile grew forced as she kept taking. “I’m Vanessa, me and Camilla are twins. Would you mind opening the door for me? Kim is an old friend and I haven’t seen her in a while.” She turned to the door, avoiding both yours and Bucky’s eyes.

“Sure… forgive me for the misunderstanding.” You managed to smile as you rang the bell, since you did not have the key.

Several awkward silent seconds passed before someone finally opened the door, greeting Vanessa as she stepped inside rather quickly, her relaxed demeanor completely vanished. You and Bucky were left alone, staring at the closed door in front of you.

“Was that the evil twin or…?” You trailed off, placing your hands on your hips and biting your lower lip.

Bucky ran a hand over his face and slid it behind his neck. “I’m about to lose it. Why did we never think of questioning the victims’ families? Maybe Vanessa knows something about this shit show.”

“We’re not detectives, Bucky, we’re Avengers; that’s why.” You said. “But you’re not wrong. She seemed dismissive as soon as we mentioned Cassandra. Did you see how her expression changed?” You asked, moving closer to Bucky.

Bucky nodded. “We should go in and ask questions.”

“Now?” You raised you eyebrows. It wasn’t really the place nor the time to press a woman about her lost sister and niece. “What do we do, lock her in a room and interrogate her? No, Bucky, we should leave and get her address from Mrs Thompson later.”

He gave you a deadpan look. “You just want to leave, don’t you?”

“… Is it that obvious?”

“Very.” He sighed. “But you’re right. Let’s go get some rest; we deserve it. I’m still sore after digging that hole at the cemetery.”

You eye twitched at his comment, but he started to walk away towards the road, hiding the smirk on his face - he knew how to push your buttons, not that it took much.

“The next time we’re left alone in a cemetery will be at your funeral after I’ve killed you. Mark my words.” You called after him.

He chuckled at that. “You should see a therapist. All this repressed rage isn’t good for your health.” He said as you caught up with him. “You anger too quickly.”

“I already see a therapist.” You scoffed. “I’ve told her about you. In fact, you’re the main topic of our conversations.” That wasn’t a total lie.

“That’s the most romantic thing a woman has ever said to me.” He snarled. “But it goes both ways. My therapist knows your name too.”

“I feel… special?“ You replied as you both crossed the road. “I hope you told your therapist about that one time I knocked you over during sparring and I almost broke your other arm. Bet you cried that day.” You mocked him.

“Shut it, I let you win.” He rolled his eyes, knowing full well you won that round fairly. “I just remembered why I don’t like you.” He shot back with a glare.

“That’s great, it keeps the sparks alive.” You retorted with a smirk, only to gain a groan from him.

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A/N: Hi, I haven’t posted in like two weeks and this chapter kinda sucks but the story will get better I promise. In case you don’t remember, in the last chapter they found Cassandra in the back of a car and they realized that they were being stalked.

[vendettasfanfictioning]

The Nightmare of Zoldyck (Musical) was gay as fuck and here's why you should watch it.

Bingeing The Nightmare of Zoldyck reminds me just. Just how fucking gay it was??????? And this was made almost 11 years ago???? And it's just so insane and surreal to me?????? They could've added any sort of twist to the Zoldyck Arc and yet the twist they chose was 🌈🏳️‍🌈??? In all fairness, they did also add Hisoka so maybe that's just how it is lmao

Now you may think I'm joking or being delusional—but no I swear THEY MADE IT GAY AS FUCK OK. IT'S ACTUALLY AMAZING

First, we have the obvious; the adorable, blossoming friendship between Gon and Killua. The very reason this arc exists is because Gon refused to let Illumi's teachings corrupt Killua's self-esteem. It's so, so, so touching in the manga and both anime adaptations, but in the musical they just... The songs just made it come off more romantic?

I'm biased, I love the friends-to-lovers development these two undergo, but I swear, take the shipping goggles off and it's still has a subtle if not in-your-face obvious, romantic tone.

Why? First, the presentation. The Zoldycks are introduced by Milluki through song. They each get lines which are backed up by epic music and stage effects, come together for the iconic chant of, "Zoldyck," before ultimately gathering around and sitting down.

Kalluto, Kikyo, Illumi, Silva, Milluki, and Zeno have a family meeting while Killua's hung above them, representing where he is in the dungeon, and right off the bat, you get hit with "forbidden romance" vibes.

The family talks about what Killua did, what he said, while Killua sings about how he doesn't want to inherit his dad's position. HE ALSO SINGS THIS LINE WHICH IS SO?????

And he sings a little after Illumi visits him in the dungeon and, y'know, messes with his head even more. He writes a letter of sorts to Gon, Kurapika, and Leorio, telling them they should go to protect them from Illumi and he just sounds SO heartbroken...

Then we skip forward, this is after the gang has won Gotou's approval. Gon writes a letter, and it's so fucking sweet because it's basically him saying look. Look at Zebro, Gotou, Canary, these people who care for you, who love you. You're not alone, we understand your feelings, ok? AND THIS PANEL IN PARTICULAR IS SO RAPUNZEL SO ROMEO AND JULIET IDK

And that super serious discussion between Killua and Silva? He gushes about Gon a lot, and they really took some liberties with Silva because this man keeps grinning like he knows his son's got a crush.

And of course Gon's not gonna back down. Canary asks how their Young Master Killua was like, outside Kukuroo Mountain, and... just look.

I'm not gonna include every damn time they sing together but when they finally meet? They're so. so happy. I can't.

And there's this scene after the party (yes they have a goodbye party of sorts for Killua) where Killua thanks Gon for coming to get him and Gon says ofc we're friends and they play around and they're so happy together...

Look at them they ded

There's also this moment when it all goes to shit and THIS SONG SLAPS Gon metaphorically slaps Killua out of it too but just. Just listen to it, it made me cry

And since this happens right after the Hunter's Exam, Kurapika and Leorio are still a bit wary of Killua, so while Gon's ecstatic and unwavering about being Killua's friend, the other two sort of bond in the sidelines as well?

Take this shot of leopika dancing. It's short and sweet and they're so stupid but they're at least getting along!!!

I forgot they bickered a lot, especially during the Hunter's Exam, but now look at them. This isn't the gayest part though, because Leorio finds out there's a hot spring in the Zoldyck mansion... and... yeah... I'll let y'all watch this scene for yourselves but uh, stuff happens and I fucking screamed is all

LIKE LOOK THESE MFS END UP STAR GAZING TOO COME ON

They also share a bit in the end where Gon sniffs Zebro??? And he says that Zebro has a similar scent to Leorio??? And leopika turn to each other and go:

LIKE HELLO?? HELLOOOOO???

And of course, I saved the murder husbands for last. While the gang have their fun, we would sometimes cut to black and these two would be shown, scheming in the dark and talking about their own plans.

They be dropping some bomb ass dialogues tho

AND APPARENTLY ILLUMI GAVE HISOKA A TOUR LMAO

Mind you, there is no fucking explanation as to why Hisoka's there. His narrative purpose is ofc to sow chaos and stir trouble, look out for Gon or whatever, but why is he here specifically in the Zoldyck Estate is never stated. BUT he does refer to it as a vacation. Twice.

Like sure this is just him being a little shit but COME ON. If Illumi really didn't want him there, he'd have chased Hisoka out, swatting him with a broom while at it. But no. They scheme in the dark and Illumi shows him around and Hisoka says it's a vacation. Wonder who could've invited him.......

This interaction also happens. And I will only be thinking about this for the foreseeable future.

HISOKA CHASES AFTER HIM OFFSCREEN IT'S KINDA CUTE AND ALSO RUINING MY LIFE????

Insane that the killugon heart-to-heart, leopika hot spring moment, and hisoillu bickering happen back to back to back. They're all paired off. The way they switch the audience's perspective actually really satisfying. Each couple gets their alone time and it's like seeing the different stages of a relationship. INSANE and HELLA GAY

And, of course, the heart of the cards—easily one of the most iconic lines Hisoka's said, which is, coincidentally, the point of conflict of the entire musical

While Killua's fighting for his life, here's the magician who's basically getting everything he's ever wanted served on a silver platter. This mf is so happy he got to fight Illumi's family lmaoooo

AND HE SAYS IT TWICE!!!!

ONLY FOR MAMA ZOLDYCK TO MIC DROP WITH THIS IN THE END

I just. I love this musical so much. It used to be my comfort watch when I first got into HxH, and while I joke about how fucking gay it turned out to feel (I'm being serious about it though) I do think it's a great production.

The actors did amazing, the dance/fight sequences and the dialogue were so well done, and it just added so much depth to the Zoldycks, y'know? I do wish Alluka was here, but we all know why she's not... That would've been so fun though.

Anyways, if I've convinced you, then you can watch it here!!!

[cycat-carisi]

Lonesome Superhero Part 2

Pairing: Gator Tillman x f!reader (not romantic)

Summary: After you give Gator a piece of your mind and something to think about when it comes to his father, you find out the hard way that you've said the wrong things to the wrong family. But are the consequences what Gator intended?

Warnings: language, misogynistic themes from the show, this one is kinda dark and could be disturbing - reader is directly threatened, NOT a romance fic, the Tillmans are disturbed individuals...

Length: 700+

A/N: The part 2 no one asked for! (Part 1 here). This just sorta happened. After watching episode 3, we really got to see how fecked up Gator is thanks to his upbringing. I'd love for him to get a redemption arc of some kind and I guess that's the intention behind these (now AU) fics. I hope that you enjoy (:

Fic below the cut or on AO3 here

A street lamp's pale, yellow glow casts a gloomy shadow over the small parking lot of the retirement home. It's past 11 p.m., and your evening shift has finally let out.

Descending the building's front steps, you fish your car keys from your purse and begin to weave your way through the remaining cars in the lot. You're rounding the box of a pickup truck when a dark figure appears in front of you.

"Evening, little lady." His voice rings deep and low.

Fear paralyzes you. You attempt a step backwards but immediately stumble into the smooth metal of the truck. Trapped.

As the figure shifts closer, the street lamp streaks color across a man. A cowboy hat and shearling coat take form in front of you.

Your breath becomes erratic, much like your heartbeat, as realization strikes; the man's status only elevates your fear.

"I heard that you were talking to my son," the voice of Roy Tillman continues. "Putting ideas in his empty little head that I don't have his best interests at heart."

He takes a step forward, and that's when you notice the dim light illuminating yet another figure. It's Gator, and he's grinning spitefully in your direction.

Everything in your body is telling you to run, but your brain knows that these men could easily catch and overpower you. There's nothing left to do but stand your ground.

"My son is my own flesh and blood." The sheriff explains simply, moving another step closer. "Helps me keep this town in order. The last thing we need," he draws even nearer, "is womenfolk like you disrupting the natural order of things." You curl your fingers into your palm, your nails painfully dent your skin. "And we can't have you going around humiliating law enforcement either, my dear."

With those last words, Roy Tillman levels his face in front of you. His cold, hard eyes bore deep into yours. A silver glint catches in your periphery—a hunter's knife unsheathed from the strap on his belt.

Your lungs betray you, and you unleash a frightened gasp.

Gator takes a tentative step forward.

"Women outta know their place in this world, little lady," whispers Roy, bringing the knife up into your field of view. "But sometimes it takes a bit of teaching for your type to truly understand." Roy twists the knife again, showcasing its serrated edge.

You feel tears stinging your eyes, and your stomach is ready to vomit.

In the background, a silent Gator's gaze flicks erratically back and forth between his father and you.

The blade tip then slowly moves towards your throat, the senior Tillman outwardly captivated by how your pupils dilate in pure terror.

Suddenly, a familiar voice rings out. "Dad!" Gator slides up beside his father. "Dad," he says again, voice lowered—hesitant; scared, almost. "I, uh, I think she gets it." Gator's hazel eyes once again dart between your fear-stricken face and the focused features of his father.

The older man's brow furrows, yet his eyes still deadbolt you in place. "Gator, we talked about this. Women do not undermine our authority. We are the law. She needs to learn."

You can practically feel the cold radiating off the knife blade as it encroaches to within mere millimeters of your throat.

"Wait!" bursts Gator once more.

Gator's actions finally cause Roy's head to turn. A look of sheer anger is cast down upon his son. Gator shrinks under its weight.

"I think she gets it now," he says meekly.

Roy scrutinizes Gator for several long moments, though finally, the knife retreats.

A relieved sob erupts from your chest, and Roy turns back to you, flashing you a hardened warning.

Gator, on the other hand, appears torn and confused, like a trapped animal desperate to escape yet too loyal to his captor to attempt breaking free.

In mere seconds, Roy retreats into the darkness as silently as he arrived, leaving Gator standing before you.

Gator has never been phased by how his father ran the county. Never once has he batted an eye when people needed a little reminder of who was in charge. But tonight? Gator had thought his father would simply talk him up and convince you that he was important. Gator never expected—or wanted—what just happened to happen. Instead, it seemed as though his father's only purpose was to once again eliminate any doubt about his own authority. The knife was a step too far. Maybe, just maybe, you had been right about his father all along...

A silent apology resides in Gator's features as he flashes you one last glance before swiftly disappearing from the parking lot in the same direction as his father.

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[winchesterwild78]

Unexpected Hunter Pt 9

Unexpected Hunter Master List

Chapter Warnings: SMUT, wedding day, surprise visit, Fluff, Dean getting what he deserves

A/N: Time jump chapter and this is a tooth rotting fluffy chapter. It’s wedding day and there are some unexpected surprises 🥰I edited this fast so please overlook any mistakes

All work is my own, don’t take it

18+ Minors DNI

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*11 month time jump*

Bobby and Jodi were sitting at your feet playing and babbling with each other. You were sitting at the vanity applying your makeup while Jodi and Donna fixed your hair. “I can’t believe the day is already here.” Donna said. “You and Dean are going to be so happy together. Look at the beautiful family you two have created already.” She said as she pinned your hair up. “I know. I’m so excited and nervous to finally marry him. Jack told us last night he had a wedding gift for us but it had to wait.” You said to the two women. “I have no idea what it possibly could be, he’s already given us so much. He made sure the babies were healthy and we made it to this day without any complications.” You said looking at your babies.

“Whatever it is you know it’s going to be amazing. He loves both of you and Dean has always been a huge part of his life. Even after he went to fix heaven he kept coming back to see all of us.” Jodi said. You sat looking at your reflection and smiled. You looked beautiful and you couldn’t believe how happy you were. “Okay, dress time” Donna said excitedly. You chose a simple wedding dress that highlighted your best features and a simple veil. You chose flats for your shoes because running after two 1 year olds would prove difficult in heels.

There was a knock at your door and Jodi went to answer it. You heard her gasp. You turned and standing at the door was your mother. You stood in shock. She had been gone for years. How was she here. Then you saw Jack. He stepped forward and said “I wanted you and Dean to have all of your family here. I can’t keep them here forever but I can promise you they will be here today.” You started crying and threw your arms around him and then your mom. Sobbing and saying thank you to Jack.

There wasn’t a dry eye in the room and when your mom walked over to her grandchildren sobs were filling the room. Your son reached for her like he knew her. Of course he did. There is no doubt your mom has been with you and has met your children.

Donna helped you fix your makeup and finish getting ready.

Jack left to head towards Dean’s room. Dean and Sam were sitting and talking waiting for the ceremony to begin. There was a knock and Sam opened the door. He stood shocked. “Who is it Sammy” Dean asked. “Um, Dean it’s Mom, Dad and Bobby” he said. Dean spun on his heels and saw three of the most important people in his life standing at the door. Disbelief on his and Sam’s faces. Jack stepped forward and said the same thing he said to you. Hugs were exchanged and they left because they wanted to meet their grandchildren and Bobby was eager to meet his namesake. Before Bobby left the room he hugged Dean and thanked him for naming his son after him.

The three of them and Jack left the room heading for your room. They knocked and Donna opened the door and squealed. Mary and John stepped in and hugged you. Thanking you for loving their son and giving him a family. Bobby walked in and Jodi let out an audible sob. She threw her arms around him and pulled him close. The three of them met the babies and your mother. Baby Bobby was snuggled in your mom’s arms and Jodi was in Mary’s.

Donna told you it was time. Everyone got into place and you took a deep breath. You walked out the back of the cabin and headed towards the field where the wedding was being held. You looked up and saw Dean. He looked so handsome. Dressed in a white suit with a dark blue tie. You picked white and dark blue as the colors. You couldn’t imagine how beautiful it would be but taking it all in it took your breath away. The area was decorated with white tulle and dark blue fabric, lit up with fairy lights and soft glowing lanterns.

You stood at the end of the aisle and as the song started playing you walked towards Dean. Your eyes locked on his. It felt like you two were the only ones there. When you got to the end of the aisle Dean leaned in and said “you’re so beautiful”. You smiled and said “you’re so handsome. I love you”. Castiel performed the ceremony and it was perfect. When he told Dean he could kiss his bride Dean took you in his arms and dipped you down kissing your lips. Everyone cheered and you laughed.

You and Dean took each other’s hands and walked up the aisle. Once back inside you made your way to living room. “We did it.” Dean said kissing you. “We did it” you said looking in his beautiful green eyes. “You look so beautiful today y/n. I’m so lucky I can call you my wife.” Dean said. “I’m the lucky one. You literally saved my life, you gave me two beautiful children and now you’re my husband.” You said cupping his face. He placed a soft kiss on your lips as you heard Donna call you outside for pictures.

Everyone gathered outside for wedding pictures before the reception. You couldn’t believe all the love you felt from everyone. You felt like you and Dean were going to make it. Once the pictures were done you and Dean went back inside.

You and Dean decided to change into more comfortable clothes for the reception. As he helped you unzip your dress his hands brushed against your back and it sent a chill through your body. You turned around and helped him out of his suit jacket and tie. Then you started unbuttoning his shirt. He removed his shirt and you danced your fingers over his bare chest. He helped you remove your dress and you were standing in front of him in your brand new dark blue lingerie. He growled and took you in his arms. You giggled as he fumbled with the hooks trying to remove it.

You helped him out before he decided to rip it off of you. He tossed you on the bed playfully and you giggled. His eyes were dark with lust and longing. He removed his pants and boxers in one pull and positioned himself between your legs. “We have to make this quick Mrs Winchester. Our guests are waiting.” Dean said with a smirk. “What are you waiting for then Mr Winchester” you asked bucking your hips at him. That was all he needed. He pushed in and bottomed out causing you and him to gasp and moan in unison. He grabbed your hips and dug his fingers in as he steadied himself with each thrust. Your hand slipped between you and him and you started rubbing your clit. His hard length hitting that spot inside you helping push you closer to the edge.

Your hand moved faster and Dean was focused on both of your pleasures. He leaned down capturing your lips with his and as he pulled away he lightly bit your lip. You moaned and bucked your hips. His thrusts went deeper and as he hit that spot you started to cum squeezing his cock with your quivering walls. Dean moaned and whispered “fuck” as he thrusted you through your orgasm. His movement became sloppy as he was chasing his release. As he started to cum he took your lips in his and kissed you deeply. His seed coated your walls and filled you up.

He collapsed beside you taking you in his arms. “I love you Mrs Winchester. Thank you for making me the happiest man in the world” he said as he kissed your head. “I love you too Mr Winchester, thank you for making me feel safe, loved and making me your wife.” You said pushing yourself close to him. There was a knock on the door. “Hey kids, can you wrap it up in there we are starving out here.” Bobby said. You giggled and Dean said “hold on we’re coming”. Bobby said “I didn’t need to know that. Just get out here” Dean laughed and you turned red. You both got up and got cleaned up and dressed.

Once ready you made your way outside holding Dean’s hand. You walked out to applause and yelling. You two made your way around greeting everyone and then heading to the makeshift stage. Dean took the microphone in hand and got everyone’s attention. “Um excuse me everyone. I just want to thank you on behalf of myself and my beautiful wife for coming out and supporting us. We have had some ups and downs but everyone here has supported us and helped us through it all. When I met y/n I knew instantly she was the one for me. She has shown me unconditional love and support and she’s given me two incredible children. I love you so much baby. Thank you for loving me even on the hardest days. You’re an amazing person, an incredible mother and now I finally get to say my wife.” Dean said as he leaned in to kiss you. You heard Sam holler “save it for the honeymoon. I’m starving”. You pulled away laughing and you and Dean walked to your table.

Everyone ate, drank and danced the night away. Mary and your mom took the kids inside to put them to bed. They wanted to spend as much time with their grandchildren as they could. You walked over to Jack and gave him a big hug. “Thank you for bringing them back for this. Dean and I are incredibly grateful to you.” “You’re welcome. I wanted to give you both something special” Jack said hugging you back.

Dean walked up and placed his hand on the small of your back. “Ready to go sweetheart” he asked. “Where are we going” you asked. “I have a surprise for you. Our family is going to take care of the kids while we’re gone” he said leading you towards the car. “Dean, we can’t leave. We don’t have anything packed” you said hesitantly. “Already taken care of. Donna and Jodi helped me pack some stuff for you and I packed my stuff last night.

Now, get in baby.” He said as he opened the car door. You slid in and as he pulled off you waved at everyone. You slid over to him and placed your hand on his thigh. “Where are we going” you asked him. “You’ll have to be patient Mrs Winchester” he said with a smirk. You giggled because you loved hearing him call you that and by the look on his face he loved calling you that.

After about 6 hours of driving, you looked over at him and kissed his cheek. “I love you, Dean”. “I love you too, sweetheart” he said placing his hand on your leg. “I don’t know where we’re going, but I’m glad I’m here with you. I’m going to make you happy for the rest of our lives. You deserve the world, Dean Winchester and I plan on giving it to you.” Dean looked at you with his eyes sparkling with so much love. He pulled the car over and leaned over kissing you passionately. His hands and your hands were all over each other. You were moaning and panting. He slid over and you straddled him. You could feel his growing excitement so you moved your hips down. Grinding yourself into him. He moaned into your mouth. Dean’s hands went up your shirt and cupped your breasts. “I want you Dean. Now!” You said to him.

He knew he wanted to take his time with you so he moved back to the drivers seat and found the closest hotel and pulled in. He made sure it was nicer than the normal ones you stayed in. He got a room for the night and you both went to the room. He kicked the door closed with his foot and his hands and lips were back on your body. Clothes flew around the room and Dean laid you down and made love to you over and over all night long. You both finally collapsed after several love making rounds. Once you both were clean you laid in each other’s arms. As you drifted off to sleep you let out a soft sigh. You were completely content and in love with Dean. He kissed your forehead and you both drifted off to sleep.

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[sexiestpodcastcharacter]

Sexiest Podcast Character — Unscripted Bracket — Finals

Propaganda

Glenn Close (Dungeons & Daddies):

#Propaganda for Glenn Close: one of the other PCs mentions multiple times how hot he is #Actually several characters point it out but especially Henry #Also the only person in a podcast that has to put a disclaimer about not being a BDSM podcast to have had sex during the course of the show

Young hot rocker dilf

Loyal to his dead wife <3

Does in fact smoke weed

BARD!! HES A BARD. HE WAS LEAD GUITAR IN HIS BAND (that he was kicked out of)

His band was a Christmas cover band btw.

Literally the fandom had hot Glenn summer which consisted of drawing him being incredibly hot and sexy

Anti government (ofc)

Kind of cringefail (Disney adult) (was on dilfs of disneyland)

Young and sexy not your style? Then how about HIM AFTER YEARS LOCKED IN A TIME PRISON WITH A DAMN HANNIBAL MASK ??

Lost an eye and wears a fucking eyepatch

One incredibly buff arm

Has a pet rat named after his son <3

Immeasurable amounts of trauma in this man- becomes progressively more unhinged

OH OLD HUMAN BARD ISNT CUTTING IT? FINE

HE BECOMES A FUCKING DEMON

A COOL HOT ONE-EYED DEMON WHO WANTS TO KILL HIS DAD (also sexy)

HE CANONICALLY ENDS CHRISTIAN HELL VIA CHRISTMAS

IS ALSO WAY OVERLEVELED

Becomes a demon hunter for the rest of his existence

Also nonwhite !!! We are done with cringefail whiteboys !!!!!!!!!

I can’t put into words ok just know he is the best plz love him.

Okay but Glenn made a minivan cum by talking to her so

HE HAS A BOOK THAT HE MARKS X’S AND CHECKS FOR EVERY DAY TO SEE IF THAT DAY WAS A SUCCESS OR NOT. TO SEE IF HE DID GOOD THAT DAY. ITS ALMOST ENTIRELY X’S. HE WAS CUCKED OUT OF A SON. AND A DEAD WIFE. HE DIDN’T EVEN GET TO KILL HIS DAD IN REVENGE. There’s absolutely nothing going for him except his sex appeal in his life. Nobody he loved remembers him. He lost his eye. All he has is a pet rat and friends who admit they don’t really like him that much. He was kicked out of his own band. The band was named after him. He was kicked out of the Glenn Close trio. All he could do was deez nuts the big bad and be sexy. If nothing else, then pity him. Look in his eyes. Look at his heart and soul. He did not do the BDSM episode for this I’ll tell you what. Do this for my his sake. Do it for Nick Jr, who needs the prize money to pay for his rat snacks. Do it for his son. For Morgan. Ganbatte.

Glenn is the goofiest sexiest character there is and I will die on this hill! I will ride into battle for him! what Dndads created is truly unique and Glenn is a key part of that and for that he deserves to win. I said it before and I'll say it again - GLENN SWEEEEEP

Can we talk about how he says ‘baby’ casually? Like he just calls people that?? That’s HOT. THAT IS HOT!! He’s also bilingual and knows Japanese!!!! He’s a big dumb idiot with a lot of charisma!!!!!! HE WORKED AT A BDSM PLACE FOR TWO SEPARATE ONE SHOTS. HES SO SAD BUT PLAYS IT OFF LIKE HE’S CHILL ALL THE TIME!! HE DOESN’T THINK OF HIMSELF AS SINGLE BECAUSE HE DIDN’T DIVORCE HIS DEAD WIFE!!! He’s like.. the perfect guy. We need this win.

I’d also like to add the fact I made this. Which is the first 11 episodes edited to (almost) only have Glenn in them <3 which is a level of insanity I hope to reiterate. These took hours to make. I wouldn’t do that for anyone else.

vote Glenn I am asking with the biggest saddest eyes possible 🥺🥺🥺 he is so sexy it's pathetic and also so pathetic it's sexy, no I can not possibly adequately elaborate just trust me

Mod Note: While I will still take "bad dads are sexy" propaganda and "bad dads aren't sexy" anti-propaganda, I kindly request no more discussion on whether or not he was a bad father. This is a sexypoll, not a parentingpoll. If you see a post you strongly disagree with, you can just not reblog it.

Mod Note 2: This tournament is about fictional podcast characters. Please do not vote for the real actress Glenn Close.

Gable (Campaign: Skyjacks):

7ft tall silver-haired thembo of a fallen angel. was the literal sword of god until they killed him! reasons slightly unclear but probably sure to forbidden queer love! super caring for their friends. has one friend they have known for hundreds of years who they HATE but are bound to by the red string of fate. their sword is a part of them, they can sheathe it into a tattoo. they start out indistinct at the edges but as they have continued on through the campaign they have become more and more distinct. they became a flaming engine of justice to kill their friends shitheaded older brother who was following him. they have learned enough necromancy to allow other fallen angels to die, even though they typically cannot. they fly giant birds in to battle.

7ft tall beefcake wielding a sword as tall as they are. vengeful sweetheart

Imagine now: a fallen angel with beautiful gray hair and very big muscles. Now imagine them with a 9 ft sword. Now imagine them as a helmsperson of a pirate ship in a flowy deep-v pirate shirt. Now imagine they're dumb as a fucking rock. And finally, imagine that they killed god. Here, you have made Gable Skyjacks: sexiest podcast character of all time.

7ft tall nonbinary/genderfluid thembo fallen angel sky pirate who wields a buster sword. silvergrey hair with black/gold streaks as they regain feathers/memories of before their fall. back is covered in tattoos that hide the scars of their shredded off wings. killed God. toxic exes with lucifer. they are the keeper of several giant war birds who occasionally crave human flesh. they enjoy getting rowdy/smoking rope with their boys. they collect rocks that they think are neat. When anyone admits they are attracted to them, Gable trips over their words and absolutely swaglessly ends up sounding stupider and sexier by the end of the conversation; the will they/won't they and teasing they dish out to these (un?)lucky few is palpable. Sometimes the buster sword is on fire. They are immortal, they are cringe, they are trying to atone because they believe they are the reason the world is ruined.

Okay so aside from all of the above (giant with a matching giant flaming sword, killed god, extreme dumbass), here's some more propaganda for Gable the Godkiller.

They've escaped death multiple times with their partner in... crime? Like literally they were about to be executed in the most brutal way possible and just. Escaped and killed all their captors in the snowy wastelands.

They are the helmsperson of the Uhuru and take this job very seriously and definitely haven't left it to Bowser (you know, like from Mario) multiple times. Can steer that flying ship in horrible weather and still make it to port safely.

Healed an entire fucking hospital by cutting their hair for someone they had the hots for who was also in the hospital. Imagine being on that level of myth making in some random port city because of a hair cut.

Giant bird caretaker and also took the giant birds out on their friend's bachelor party (this was like. his Xth polyamorous marriage at this point btw) and had a fucking blast getting high on some rope and fucking around. They've also flown these birds into combat and looked cool as hell doing it (see: killing their friend's shithead of an older brother in a joust).

Had a relationship with Lucifer the Morning Star before they fell as an angel and killed God. Literally the reason the stars fell was their love for each other. The world would not look the same without Gable and they are, at the very least indirectly responsible for the creation of the Church of the Slain God and everything it represents (fantasy Catholicism).

And also yeah they are regularly tripping over themself and saying very silly things. 10/10 character we love Liz Anderson and Gable in this house

I am seeing people say that this Nicky fellow is basically trans! That's very cool! Gable is actually trans. Pronouns they/them/any presentation whatever they feel like.

Gable held a bachelor party for a BFF where the attendees hunted from their sky birds, wore dresses, and still managed to keep their eyeliner on point!

Gable killed God because he wouldn't let them be queer. They should rightfully crush anyone in their path.

We are finally going up against a character I know. I can confidently say all sexy moments with Gable are much sexier than TAZ's largely off-screen romances. Mod Note: This was written during the poll versus Killian Fangbattle.

But seriously. Listen to Gable's most recent introduction. Unparalleled sexy thembo introduction! Context: The Captain's Council is at a magical tattoo/piercing parlor (which has a lengthy form and disclosure process), trying to stay below the radar, and the Captain and Jonnit are pretending to be father/son to keep up the ruse. And to let Jonnit get a tattoo, since he's technically sort of underage. Bonus: Gable's decision at the tattoo/piercing parlor and noping out of Orimar and Jonnit's acting. (You should check out the full episode! Episode 197 starts a new arc and a good point to step into the series!)

Nicky Close (Dungeons & Daddies):

One armed half-demon man with a sword (also a Dedicated, Involved, Loving Father). (Specifically campaign 2, where he is an adult)

Transmasc bisexual (or at least so widely accepted as such it's basically canon) dilf half-demon let's start with the basics

And by half-demon I mean the literal prince of Hell

But also simultaneously is Saint Nicolas get you a man who can do both specifically this man

Missing an arm cause his ex-friends tragically betrayed him and shot it off but he doesn't need two arms to show you a good time wink wink ;)

The betrayal in question forced him to be seperated from his also hot milf voice actress wife and their son which is sad but in like a way that makes him sexier

Uses his one hand to wield a flaming katana that he used to rescue his son from the FBI

Protects his family with his life very literally which is hot as hell

Big himbo energy couldn't come up with a good plan if he used 100% of his brain

When he does fail at things it's pretty cute honestly

Definitely played a variety of musical instruments before the whole arm thing happened! Maybe he still does idk he's a sexy mystery

2 in 1 deal! This man was born from the merging of two timelines! Kinda sick!!! Also two dads = twice the daddy issues

You'd think the whole being forcibly split from his family thing would mean he isn't very close with his son but nope! His son adores him! They get along great!!!

His mom is simultaneously alive and dead

His mom bagged fucking two different dudes (one of whom FOUND HER DEAD in a different timeline, both of which are demons)

HIS MOMS NAME IS MORGAN FREEMAN, HIS DAD’S NAME IS GLENN CLOSE, AND HIS OTHER DAD’S NAME IS JODIE FOSTER, AND HIS GREAT SOMETHING GRANDFATHER’S NAME IS MERYL STREEP

HIS SONS NAME IS TAYLOR SWIFT

Lifelong pot smoker 👍 (plus drug flower user!!)

CANONICALLY BOTH A POLO WEARER (and yes, has all the stereotypes of that attached with it — a nerd, which is hot) AND A LEATHER JACKET WEARER (which also has all the stereotypes attached with it — a rebel dude person, which is also hot) [<- all widely accepted as canon by the fandom even as he’s older]

A part of the SECOND BIGGEST ship of season two, (Nark) despite the two characters only having one-two canon interactions (one of which JUST happened last episode)

Man’s a himbo what’s hotter than that

So many fucking names. You try to tag him in anything and he takes up half the space. That’s probably hot. For someone out there

This was already mentioned but so very very trans. Like. It’s basically canon

Rock and roll(er)

Joined a group of thieves called the watermice when he was like 13

for a few minutes had a guitar called the Battle Axe of Hatred

definitely had an frienimies with benefits relationship with his childhood friend Lark (sorry ppl that don’t ship nark lol) (it’s canon after ep 44 hah)

Nicky also acts like his sons Pokémon! Taylor tells his dad to do things, and Nicky does it without thinking about anything else he could do!

I feel like the audio of the entire Nick-breaking-into-the-FBI scene should be propaganda, but I'm copying select bits from the transcript:

Anthony: Yeah, it kind of echoes up through the vent, like the beginning of Metal Gear Solid. You hear a voice that strikes you as ever so slightly familiar, Taylor. Saying—  ??: [a deep voice] [echoing in the vent] Where is he?  Anthony: You hear—  Will: Uh-oh, he’s hot.  Anthony: —a bunch of shouting voices.  [giggles]  Beth: Uh-oh! Anthony: You hear a bunch of shouting voices and people shouting for him to get down on the ground to turn off his flame. To fucking get his hands behind his back. You hear this rhythmic stepping forward— because his footsteps don't sound like anybody else's because it's almost like… y’know when you toss a little bit of water onto a really hot pan and it just sizzles like that? It's like every footstep he's taking, you can hear that— Freddie: Cool  Anthony: — and you can feel some of that heat coming up in this vent, even though you can't see him at this point. And he goes—  ??: [echoing] Where. Is. My. Boy? Anthony: You hear the FBI agent—the FBI in quotation marks agent—in the back going like—  Agent: [echoing] He's safe for now. If you want to go ahead and make sure that he stays that way, you feel free to go ahead and step inside the suite that we've prepared for you, my boy. Anthony: And you hear the hot guy voice saying—  [chuckles]  The Hot Guy: [echoing] I don't think that's going to happen.

...

[a powerful rush of air builds] Anthony: You hear—  [gunfire, and the air rush culminates in a burst of flame; from underneath the fire, metal music starts playing] Anthony: —plumes of flame exploding.  [a person’s pained shout, gunfire and bursts of flame continue]  Anthony: You can feel the heat radiating through this metal vent and it's actually beginning to hurt and burn your hands.

...

Anthony: And you hear blood—  [sizzling]  Anthony: —hitting the fucking ground and you hear sizzling and things boiling and burning. Taylor: That could just be coffee! That could just be coffee. Link, let's go. Anthony: And you are getting closer and closer to the elevator. And you hear that same hot voice say—  The Hot Guy: [echoing] Where the hell is Taylor?

Gable and Nicky Together:

We are on a joint ticket now! This is a truly unbeatable combo. Not even god can nerf it because Gable killed him. Vote for us. Nicky Close will watch your stuff and play with your cats while Gable gives you the night of your life.

Gable and Nicky can literally be yuor angle or ur bevil.

Art of Gable and Nicky from @slightlyhopefulromantic.