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25 Dialogue Prompts for Each Color of the Rainbow (Part 2)

Red 1) "How could anyone not like me? I'm perfect." 2) "Quick! They're coming, how do I look? Do I have anything in my teeth? Do I smell because I need to look perfect!" 3) "Wow, have you been working out, you look great!" 4) "Oh, this old thing? I just threw this on." 5) "You really think I'm beautiful?" 6) "I wasn't meant to be some little star. I was meant to be the sun." 7) "They haven't texted me since the date and it's been a week. What if they didn't like me? No, that's ridiculous, I'm wonderful. Something must've just happened to their phone." 8) "I'm going to die alone aren't I? Just me, some cats, and boxed wine. At least Real Housewives will always be there for me." 9) "They're obviously not looking for perfection because I'm right here." 10) "I'm not shopping at a thrift store, that's where poor people shop!" 11) "You had better change for the party because you're fucking high if you think I'm going to let you stand next to me while you wear that outfit." 12) "A gift? For me? Oh you shouldn't have! Oh...a book...wow...thanks. You, uh, really shouldn't have." 13) "Please be a loser somewhere else." 14) "I'm on a diet where I have to drink kale. If you value your life leave right now." 15) "I want this entire box of Kit Kats." "....the whole box." "NOW!" 16) "It's scary out there, I'm not coming with you to check out that noise." "Okay." "No! Wait, don't actually leave me alone." 17) "I am not a scaredy cat! I just don't like when things pop out at me or creep around in the dark or come within ten feet of me unless they're hot." 18) "I would never ever fall in love with you." "Okay, well, you're still holding onto me." "I just didn't want to get lost!" 19) "Wow, you're really strong. Like...really strong." "If you're that thirsty there's a water fountain right over there." 20) "God look at them. They look so good when they're sweaty. Oh fuck they're taking their jacket off." "You're drooling." 21) "Give me back the honey bun or I will scratch your eyes out." "You need to calm down." "You need to not tell me to calm down." 22) "Everyone keeps getting flowers and it's so annoying. Like, we have work to do, you shouldn't be worried about getting flowers. I hate flowers, I-" "I think there are some flowers on your desk." "Oh my god I love flowers! They're so pretty. Aww, I wonder who got them for me." " 23) "I think you're the most dramatic person I know." "That can't be true, I'm not dramatic." "You literally cried yesterday when no one noticed you got your hair trimmed like a centimeter." "It was a big difference from how it was!" "It was a centimeter!" 24) "My ideal home is one that's small but enough to have a family in." "They're such a fucking liar, their ideal home has to have mirrors everywhere, a double curved staircases so they can walk down dramatically, a maze in the backyard, a fountain in the front with a circular driveway, but then the road in is lined with trees because their dramatic and when you get to the gate it has their last initial on it." "Oh my god, you do listen to me!" "Unfortunately yes." 25) "Are you in love with me?" "What? No, I can't stand you." "You remember everything about me! You pay attention to everything I say and I can be very..." "Dramatic?" "Passionate about certain things. You hate it." "I don't hate it." "So you love it?" "We don't have to put a label on what I feel." "Yes we do. You love me!" "Fine, okay, I love you." "Really?" "Don't get all passionate right now." "I'm already planning our wedding in my mind."

Orange 1) "You're really cool, we should hang out sometime. Maybe you could watch me skateboard." 2) "You're always stressing yourself out, why don't you let me help you unwind?" 3) "It's just you, me, and this goat you told me not to get." 4) "You think hiding your snacks is gonna stop me from eating them? I'm like a bloodhound, I will sniff them out!" 5) "What do you think would happen if I snorted Cheeto dust?" 6) "Remember when you told me not to try to reach into the vending machine when my chips got stuck because my arm would get stuck in there. Well, the good news is I got my chips. Bad news is I wont be home for a while." 7) "You know how Gaston ate four dozen eggs every morning to help him get large? Okay, so that's bullshit because when I was a kid I tried to do that and I barely ate a dozen before I threw up." 8) "Oh, I'm an idiot? Because I think I'm fucking styling in these diamond studded crocs while I ride my razor scooter!" 9) "Oh, I always get a perfect score on any test I take. Everyone always thinks I'm cheating but the doctors say I've got something called an photographic memory where I only look at things once and I just remember it. Anyway, wanna see how many ants I can eat?" 10) "One time I got stung by a bee on the tongue because I wanted to see what it felt like." "Did it feel good?" "It did not." 11) "I used to think Bronchitis meant I was growing broccoli inside my lungs." "It doesn't mean that. When did you find out that it didn't mean that?" "Oh, um, like... a few days ago." "A FEW DAYS AGO?!" 12) "So, I did something." "What did you do?" "I should preface by saying I am not smart." "What. Did. You. Do?" 13) "Just shaved a cat to look like a lion with a mane." "That's so stupid, why would you do that?" "Why don't you look at the results first?" 14) "I beat all of Super Mario World and found every single secret." "When's the last time you slept?" "Last time I what?" 15) "Why are you all twitchy?" "I just mixed every energy drink from the gas station with pixie sticks." "Jesus, we're going to the hospital." 16) "I know eating cheese makes you constipated and everything, but like, how much cheese? I don't want to be constipated so what's the maximum amount I can eat without that happening." 17) "Don't freak out, but I'm in jail." "JAIL?!" "It's all a big misunderstanding!" 18) "Can I tell you something without you getting mad?" "You always ask me this and I always get mad." "Yeah, but like, maybe this time you could just...not get mad?" 19) "You are the human equivalent of the smiley face emoji." "Aww! Thank you." "It wasn't a compliment." 20) "You look like you eat sunshine and shit rainbows." "Actually I eat Lucky Charms. Well, just the charms actually with like a little bit of the lucky bit." "You're so positive it sickens me." 21) "I love Thanksgiving." "Yikes. Why?" "Because I get to have dinner with all my friends and family. There's no pressure to buy gifts or anything. We all just come together and appreciate each other." "I could put everything you've ever said on a Hallmark card." 22) "Do you know how much I love you?" "You send me every heart emoji before bed and end it with a kissy face with the words 'I love you' every night. I think I get it." "I'll start doing it every morning just to be sure." 23) "You know how in Inside Out there's all the different little people that represent each emotion?" "Yeah, I love that movie!" "Yeah, I think your Joy emotion person killed your Sad emotion person." "What? No! She wouldn't do that!" " 24) "You have to stop crying every time this scene in the movie comes up." "He thinks she doesn't love him!" "It's just Shrek. You've seen how it ends, you can quote it for fuck's sake!" "I know but he doesn't know right now!" "Oh my god." 25) "I swallowed the key to Person A's car." "Oh my god why would you do that?" "I thought it'd be funny but now I'm worried about it." "Oh now you're worried about it?"

Yellow 1) "I heard everyone survived, is that true?" "Yes, everyone's fine." "Pity." 2) "If being classy means being mean to everyone who's considered to be beneath you then I must be the classiest bitch in the whole fucking world." 3) "I don't think you're beneath me, I know you are." 4) "A piece of advice I'll give to you for free. Stay out of my way unless you'd like to be crushed under my foot." 5) "Hmm, I wonder which shoes I should wear to stomp on the dreams of others today." 6) "Don't cry on me, this jacket is worth more than your car!" 7) "Oh no, I won. Aww! And you wanted it so bad, didn't you?" 8) "You know, in duos it's usually one's the beauty and one's the brains but in our case I guess I really lucked out, didn't I?" 9) "Don't think for a second I'm interested in you, I'm only speaking to you because I have to." 10) "They took something that was mine. And now I have to kill them." 11) "I was scheduled to ruin someone's life today, but I guess I can save that for another time. Let's hang out!" 12) "I know that person, their significant other made my friend cry so I slept with their boyfriend/girlfriend and made them fall in love with me. I can't wait to be there when they tell them they're leaving them for me." 13) "You need good friends, people who will watch out for you and help you handle your problems." 14) "Listen here, you little shit, I've worked hard to get this perfect so if you fuck it up I will destroy everything you love." 15) "Oh, how cute! You think you're a threat to me." 16) "Next time you try to threaten me remember who you're dealing with. Because I don't do threats, I make promises. And when I promised I'd ruin your life I intended to keep that promise." 17) "Oh my god, here comes that insufferable bitc-Hi! Oh my god, I haven't seen you in forever, you look so good!" 18) "Oh, gag me with a fucking spoon. If I have to listen to you idiots try to talk and breathe at the same time I'm going to jump in front of a fucking bus." 19) "Move! I'll handle it just like I handle everything, with grace and vague threats." 20) "What do you mean they're in love with me? Did they say that word for word? Because you know I'm in love with them so if this is a trick it's not funny and I'll fucking kill you. Did they say that word for word?" 21) "I only have strengths I don't have weaknesses." 22) "They called me heartless? I'm not heartless! I'm nice. I'm so fucking nice. I'm going to prove how fucking nice I am and then they're going to look like an idiot for saying that!" 23) "Stop crying. You look fucking pathetic and you're not pathetic because I don't have pathetic friends. So keep your head up, bury your feelings, and act like the goddamn champion you are." 24) "Don't speak, you could make the town idiot feel like a genius." 25) "Stop acting like a loser or you're not allowed to stand next to me anymore."

Green 1) "Well, look at that, we're all alone. So, anything you wanna say to me? Anything you wanna do to me?" 2) "Of course I have sex for money, you think I'd just give all this away for free?" 3) "What do you mean I can't wear this to the funeral? It's my mourning crop top." 4) "How's my outfit?" "Hideous. You should shred it and then burn it just to be safe." 5) "Ew, what do you want?" 6) "I'm gonna need you to not stand next to me at this party, I don't want anyone thinking we came together." 7) "Does this make me look slutty?" "Not at all, it's very modest for you actually." "Ew, okay, I'm gonna go change." 8) "Why are you putting on glitter? We're going to a toddler's birthday party." "Look, if you wanna look like that that's your choice. I plan on looking like I hunt mythical creatures for a living." 9) "The robbers took everything in my house." "Yeah, but they left your clothes so what do you think that says about them?" 10) "I thought you hated the thrift store." "I did, I thought it was a very sad little place, but then I started designing my own outfit with all the decent things they sell and so now I love the thrift store." 11) "They broke up with you? You?! No, I don't think so. Come with me, we're going to fix you and you're going to show them what they're missing." 12) "They might have more money than me but I'm the one who has clear skin and the ability to not look like trash." 13) "A choker can be something that says it all. It can say 'I'm fun and I love hanging out with my friends' but it can also say 'I only have rough sex' you know?" 14) "You're not my type." "You haven't even turned around to see me." "Didn't need to. I could smell that cheap cologne/perfume from a mile away." "What is your type?" "Rich." 15) "What are you doing?" "Eating take out and watching porn." "What kind of porn?" "Bondage porn." "Oh, that kind of day, huh? Should I come over?" "No, I'll just try to sleep wit you." "You do that even when you're not sad." "Okay, you can come over." 16) "Where are you going with my keys?" "I've got to kill someone." "Okay, make sure you don't get blood on my seats." 17) "No, highlight yellow and highlighter orange are not real colors. Okay? Are you a hunter trying not to get shot or a construction worker? No, you're not. You're trying to seduce someone. So lets get rid of this monstrosity and find something that'll make your eyes look pretty." 18) "I love you very much and it's because I love you that I can say this. Please don't wear that outfit or you will embarrass me." 19) "You just kissed me." "Yeah, I did." "Why? Did I seem like I was drowning or that I needed mouth to mouth? Were you trying to kill a bug with your lips? Why would you kiss me?" "I like you. A lot." "Hahaha...wait, seriously?" "Why's that so hard to believe?" "Because I'm me, people don't like me, they just like looking at me." "Well, I like you. A lot. And if you like me maybe we could get some dinner later or something." "Okay!" 20) "Oh my god, is that a skort? I think I might vomit. Skorts are for children, not adults. Once you hit eighteen you are legally banned from wearing skorts unless you play tennis or something. Do you play tennis? No. I didn't think so. Burn that." 21) "Camo is disgusting and if I ever catch any of you wearing it we are no longer friends." 22) "Your shorts are a little too short." "Yeah? You like it?" "You're attracting a lot of attention." "But am I attracting your attention?" 23) "Oh, wow, that's a bright shade of yellow. Um, why don't we try a few different outfits for fun before we decide on that one, okay?" 24) "Hey, I came as fast as I could, where's the body?" "Actually, I called you for a--you came here prepared to hide a body with me?" "Of course I did, you're my best friend." "Aww!" 25) "I only have sex for free when I like someone, and for you, honey? It'll cost triple what I normally charge."

Blue 1) "I heard the pet store got new puppies and kittens, wanna go see them with me?" 2) "We should go ice skating!" 3) "I love having picnics with you, you always bring my favorite foods." 4) "I love spending time with you." 5) "I think I wanna spend the rest of my life with you." 6) "Are you cold? You can wear my jacket if you want!" 7) "I don't want any of that stuff. I just want you. I've always wanted you." 8) "I wonder what it's like to hug a cloud." "Your hands would go right through it." "Yeah, but I've always wanted to touch one." 9) "Is it okay if we stay a little longer?" "We can stay until close if you'd like." "I just really like looking at the fish." "I know." 10) "Could you hug me for like an hour?" "Yeah, okay, wanna watch a movie while we do that or?" 11) "We have to leave right now. The Easter Bunny is at the store up the road and they're doing pictures." "You're an adult." "Please!!!" "Fine. We can go sit on the employee dressed in a rabbit suit's lap." "Yay! Thank you!" 12) "You can't eat that much cotton candy, you'll make yourself sick." "But it's good!" "You'll get a cavity." 13) "Can we go to the fair?" "We're not riding the toddler rides again. People gave us so many dirty looks last year." "But what about the teacups?" "We can ride the teacups, but none of the other kid ones." 14) "Can we shoot fireworks this year?" "You hate the ones with loud noises." "Yeah, but I like looking at them." "I'll buy earmuffs for you." 15) "Can we paint the side room." "Sure, what color?" "I was thinking like maybe a purple or green. Maybe all the colors." "Like a rainbow room? Why would we do the whole room?" "It'd be fun, it'd be cute for a side room or an office, maybe a baby room." "Baby room?" "Maybe. I mean, if you like that idea." "I think it's a great idea." 16) "Can we get a dog?" "You're an adult, if you want a dog you don't have to ask me." "Yeah, but it's your house too so..." "Yes, we can get a dog. We can go to the shelter tomorrow." 17) "So, I was thinking maybe we could have our wedding during the spring or maybe the summer." "You have bad allergies during those times." "Yeah, but I was thinking we could get fake flowers and I could take some allergy medication and it could still look like a spring or a summer wedding." "I'll start looking at fake flowers." "I'll check venues." 18) "Why are you up so early?" "Look outside! It's snowing!!!" "And you woke me up so we could play in it?" "Uh huh." "One hour and then you let me go back to sleep." "I'll go get my gloves!!" 19) "We have to go to the zoo." "You hate the zoo, you said you don't like seeing animals in cages." "I know but the goats just gave birth to baby goats and they're finally letting them out to be pet today!" 20) "I dream about flying all the time but I never thought I'd actually get to do it." 21) "Thanks for tonight, I had a really great time with you. I hope we can do it again soon." 22) "We should move in together. I mean, if you want." 23) "I don't want to lose you, and it took me a while to realize but I know what I want now. Will you marry me?" 24) "I wouldn't trade you for all the gold, silver, gems, or all the most expensive things in the world." 25) "You really are the love of my life."

Indigo 1) "They're obnoxious and loud and stupid and I can't believe I'm in love with them." 2) "You may be a star but you'll never be as big a star as VY Canis Majoris." 3) "The most fucked up thing I ever learned was that Luna moths don't have mouths or a digestive tract because their sole purpose is to mate. So they live for a week and then die because they starve to death." 4) "I think you have more outfits than you have IQ points." 5) "Can you just stop doing...whatever it is you're doing for like ten minutes." 6) "God you're so annoying, just stop breathing. Please? Just stop." 7) "I wish I were a plant, I wouldn't have to talk or think or do all this shit. I'd just have to soak up sunlight, soak up rain, and take in carbon dioxide. Being a plant really is the fucking dream." 8) "Hey, I heard Person A broke up with you. That sucks. So, um, do you think I could get my Chemistry book?" 9) "Are you still upset about your break up with Person A? You shouldn't be, I've seen their family members, they don't age well. But, um, that neighbor of yours, the cute one, their family looks pretty good. And with your genes you two would have some above average looking children." "Thank you?" "You're welcome." 10) "You know, you're terrible at giving advice." "Yeah, well, I'm not used to being around other humans." "Maybe just say people. Calling other people humans is kind of...weird." "Noted." 11) "Do you want to come to a party with me tonight?" "To what? Drink, embarrass myself, have to listen to terrible music, and interact with people I don't even like?" "Yes." "Pass. I'd rather be here studying plants." 12) "Would you like to go out sometime, on like a date?" "Sure, I guess. You just set up the blind date and I'll do my best. Though, maybe you could find me someone who at least can carry on a conversation with me." "No, I mean would you want to go out on a date with me?" "With you? Why would you want to date me? Don't you have plenty of other options?" "I like you." "We wouldn't work out. You and I are too different. You are good looking and nice and deserve someone who's like you. You don't want someone like me anyways. Besides I'd bore you to death before the appetizers came out." 13) "I care about you." "You? Thought you didn't care about anyone." "I don't. Usually. But I think the reason I care so much is because I like you." "You like me?" "Yeah, it's um... it's a new feeling for sure." 14) "What they said back there. You're not a robot." "No, I am. They're right. It's hard for me to be like the others. I didn't grow up having friends so I didn't know what it was like to care about anything other than school or projects." "You care about me. You said you care about me. Is that true." "Of course it's true." "Then you're not a robot." 15) "You kissed me back there. Why did you do that?" "I was testing a hypothesis." "Oh yeah? What was your hypothesis." "You would kiss me back if I kissed you." "And the results?" "Well, if worked the first time. But a good scientists always checks their work to be sure, right?" "That's correct, yes." 16) "Have you ever kissed anyone?" "I've done a lot of things." "Have you had sex?" "Yes, but it was purely for research. I wanted to know what certain things felt like and what certain things would do for others." "Only you could manage to make sex sound so boring." 17) "Hey, I was--are you watching porn?" "I'm researching for an experiment." "What kind? You gonna see what happens when you put your hand down your pants to that?" "No, I was studying to see if I could tell the difference between a real orgasm and a fake one." "If you wanted to study that you could have just asked me." 18) "Do you think I should socialize more?" "Since when do you care what I think? You're the one with a billion degrees." "Well, you're better with people than I am." 19) "You're hugging me." "Yeah. It's what friends do, they hug." "It's, um, nice. I think." 20) "Yesterday I felt the urge to hug the mailman. Isn't that weird?" "Did you hug the mailman?" "No." "Then it's not that weird. Probably just your body telling you it needs to be touched physically, you know?" "What?" "You crave physical touch." 21) "I think I'm lonely." "Yeah, I think you are too." "Should I start dating?" "Do you want to date?" "Not particularly." "Then maybe just try getting friends." 22) "If I have to spend another evening with that idiot I might lose it." "Is this because they thought photosynthesis had to do with photography?" "Don't remind me." 23) "We're having dinner with my friends tonight." "They hate me." "They don't hate you, you're just smarter than all of them combined." 24) "I can't talk to Person A, they tried to ask me about plant cells and actually thought that I was talking about a cellphone made of plants." "They're not very good at Science, but they like you a lot an they're trying to find ways to talk to you. It's cute. You should give them a chance. Take them to a Science museum." "Like, the ones for kids?" "Yeah. They'll love it." "Fine, but if it starts to go bad I'm texting you to call me and say there's an emergency so I can get out of it." "As long as you give it a try." 25) "They're in love with you, you know? Why do you ruin all your chances at love?" "Because sometimes I'm not sure I'm capable of feeling it."

Violet 1) "You smell like desperation. That a new cologne/perfume or is that just you?" 2) "I'm not here to play nice, I'm here to protect your ass because you couldn't follow simple instructions!" 3) "God, you are so annoying. I can't believe I have to put up with you for six months." 4) "Get your shit, we're getting out of here. I'm not leaving you in this hellhole, alright? Pack your stuff, you're coming with me." 5) "Are we gonna be a family?" "Let's not call it that, let's call it I'm taking care of you for a while alright?" "For how long?" "For as long as you want me to." 6) "Are you gonna be my mom/dad?" "WOAH! No. Absolutely not. I'll be your guardian, okay? And it's only temporary." 7) "Goddamn it, kid, wake up! You can't annoy the shit out of me for months and make me care about you just so you can die like this. I'm not allowing it. Come on, get up, kid. If you get up I'll take you to that Funland place you wanted to go. Anywhere you wanna go. I'll be better to you. I'll...fuck! I'll take care of you for the rest of your life. I'll teach you how to ride a bike and be there for you when you do Science fairs and shit. I'll be your mom/dad." 8) "You're stupid trying to save me like that. You can't swim." "You never taught me how to." "Yeah, well, I'm gonna teach you when we get out of here." 9) "You're evil and manipulative and you're mean and I kinda love that about you, kid. You remind me of me. If you want a place to sleep and food you don't have to dig out of the trash you can stay with me as long as you want." 10) "Can I get a motorcycle?" "Absolutely not, kid. As long as I'm alive the only two wheel thing you'll be riding on is a fucking bicycle." "Well, can I get a bicycle?" "Yeah, we can steal you one later." 11) "You might be the most annoying person I've ever met in the world but I'd die for you." 12) "If you ever come near me or my family I'll fucking kill you. I will bury you in a shallow grave and leave you as food for the worms. Do you understand me?" 13) "You're not going to die here because I'm gonna protect you." 14) "Hey, you trust me don't you?" "Yeah." "Good, you're going to have to disguise yourself. And whatever you do keep your head down, don't talk, and don't let go of me, okay?" 15) "Hey short stack." "You came for me?" "Course I did, did you really think I'd leave you behind?" 16) "I'm coming with you." "You're not." "I am and you can't stop me." "I can handcuff you to that bench over there and leave Person A the keys." "...well I would appreciate if you didn't do that." 17) "Hey there, stranger, haven't seen you in a while." "What the fuck are you doing here?" "Is that really how you greet your best friend?" 18) "Out of my way." "You'll die if you go in there." "And you'll die if I don't go in there." 19) "I'm always gonna be here for you, you know that? 20) "Woah, what's wrong, why are you crying?" "You'll be leaving after this." "Come here, I'm not leaving you after this. I'm staying here with you. Did you really think I'd leave you here all alone? You can barely make toast." 21) "Hey, you can't run off like that again, do you hear me?" "Yeah, whatever-" "No! No, you don't get to whatever me about this. You could have fucking died out there. So you look me in the eye and you promise me you're never going to do that again!" "I-I promise I'll never do it again!" 22) "Look, I'm not your parent so I'm not going to tell you what to do, but that kid you're hanging around is bad news. I've seen their arrest record, you shouldn't be hanging around them. I know they're nice right now but people like that take advantage of nice. I would know. I used to be like them." 23) "I love you. More than anything in the world and that's why I train so hard. I have to train harder because now I have to be stronger. Because now I finally have something worth fighting for." 24) "You can't come with me. You're staying here." "I want to fight!" "You're sick. You need to stay here with Person A, take some medicine, and get some rest." 25) "Hey, watch your mouth, no one talks like that in front of my kid!"

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Of the many different American accents, which one is your favorite? southern definitely. followed closely by the neutral midwestern lol.

What was the last thing you watched on Youtube? mario kept sending me music he wanted me to hear.

Are your kitchen windows open right now? we don’t have windows in our kitchen. we have like a big set of sliding doors but not windows -- and no. they are locked in like 5 ways. its 10pm lol

What was your favorite job you've ever had? i loved the people i worked with at BBB. the job itself wasn’t fun. Nannying was fun, but the parents were always kinda suspect.

Do you know anyone who had a kid before they were financially stable? ooooooooooooo yes. several people. they say if you wait to have a kid till you’re “ready financially” then you’ll never have kids

What's your phone's wallpaper picture? ummm my lockscreen is bennys face. my regular homescreen is a field of cows lol

When was the last time you saw the person you had your first kiss with? oh boy. aside from like pictures and such.. assuming you mean IN person. iiii want to say at a wedding of a mutual friend. it was open seating and he sat next to me -.-

Have you read any of Shakespeare's works other than Romeo and Juliet? I’m really not into shakespeares form of writing. it doesn’t do much for me.

Is there anything hanging from the doorknob in your room? i think a rubberband.

Why did you move to where you're living now? my parents moved here (my grandpas former house) because he wanted to downsize and they needed to move because I was on the way and they outgrew their home in the neighboring town.

Have you ever kissed someone 3+ years younger than you? I haven’t. I am not into the younger thing.

Do you clean your house all at once, or a little bit at a time? It depends on how much time I have. sometimes it’s like oh I can only do two rooms. However, if I have the time and I have good shoes, then I’ll do them all. I don’t like things disheveled.

What's your opinion on wearing pajamas in public? Do you yourself do that? honestly, it’s none of my business what other people wear. I don’t do that myself, unless I’m going on a drive late and night and wanna be comfortable I guess.

What was the most severe punishment your parents gave you when you were growing up? uhhhh I hated physical punishments (spankings and such) I would like collapse in fear. I hate being touched in anger (not like anyone likes to I guess outside of masochists)

Have you ever been to California? No.

If so, when was the last time you were there? Never.

About how many times per month do you eat dinner at a restaurant? 0. I might actually go to a sit down restaurant MAYBE once a month. usually not even that.

Do you think dreams actually mean anything? Why/why not? I think psychologically we do have certain dreams for certain reasons -- though not always. But I think it’s more likely for us to have a higher concentration of nightmares when we are abnormally stressed or experiencing grief.

What's something you're really bad at compared to others? being thin

Do you know anyone who treats retail/restaurant employees poorly? ugh yes. I refuse to go places with them because of that. it’s so uncomfortable

Are most of the books you own hardcover or paperback? both but probably leaning towards the paperback more than anything

When was the last time someone betrayed your trust? What happened? oof. I learned that I had been lied to for 6+ years and that the future I was working towards was never going to happen. This was 123 days ago.

How much was gas the last time you filled your car up? no idea. It was like 2 months ago.

Do you usually fill up at the same gas station? I have one that I prefer to use when I’m close to home. if I’m not around home then my standards drop lol.

What was the topic of conversation the last time you spoke to a sibling? i’m trying to decipher which sibling it was. I think it was chip a few hours ago bout how my health was and his porch.

Are you currently looking for a new job? i think so.

How many times did you move when you were growing up? 0

Who is the person you are the closest to? (emotionally, not physically)? oh man. I feel quite disconnected... kind of in limbo. I was SO deeply close to Kile prior to everything.. I just felt at home with him. Since then I’m just feeling like a bother to get close to people like that. probably my mom?

What are some odd habits you have relating to food/eating? hmm. well I’m GF so that in and of itself makes my eating different. I tried to pretend I’m not lactose intolerant again, but that was a fun wake up call that I still am.

Are any of your relatives musicians? my dad has played drums for an insane amount of time and often did so professionally. beyond that, no idea. none in my close family.

Have you ever been in fear for your life? yes. my assaults.

What was the last caffeinated drink you had? Do you drink this often? I would imagine it was sierra mist. I never ever had this before (like once every 5 years maybe?) but my throat calms down SO much when I drink it and thats glorious.

Have you ever read any books by John Steinbeck? yes Grapes of Wrath. thats a messed up book man.

When was the last time you painted a room in your house? hm. probably when I redid the living room / dining room / hallway like 2-3 years ago.

How has your day been so far? it was alright. I’m nearing my freedom date which is exciting. I’m a bit lonely and feeling sort of out of sorts but beyond that I’m alright. I found some stuff last night detailing responses to a daily question journal kile and I kept and thats had me pretty bummed.

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Pilot | Supernatural Season 1 Episode 1 Rewrite | Dean x Reader

A/N:::: Hello!! I am a royal dumbass and just accidentally deleted my whole tumblr. I was trying to get rid of my main account and accidentally got rid of it all!! So, this is bee from @abusybuzzingbee coming back at you with reuploads of my supernatural rewrites. So sorry to all of my supporters for my tomfoolery.

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Major Characters: Dean Winchester, Reader, Sam Winchester

Warnings: Canon violence, language, Dean and the reader being assholes to each other, this is going to be the slowest burn that ever did burn, so buckle up!

Word Count: 7,643

Summary: The reader is a lonely young hunter on the road to Jericho, California where she bumps into two boys on the search for their father.

Series Rewrite Masterlist

Season 1 Masterlist

It was an early morning yesterday

I was up before the dawn.’

‘Funny how the sun’s just rising,’ you thought.

‘And I really have enjoyed my stay

But I must be moving on.’

The sound of the familiar tune of “Goodbye Stranger” coming from the radio of your new hijacked wheels-- a 2002 Toyota Camry, to be exact-- put a smile on your face.

‘Like a king without a castle

Like a queen without a throne

I’m an early morning lover

And I must be moving on.’

As you drove along a remote highway on the way to Jericho, California, you threw a glance to the wind lightly rustling the leaves of the trees outside of your driver’s side mirror.

‘Now I believe in what you say

Is the undisputed truth.’

Scenes such as this have always calmed you. The first beams of light stretching up from over the horizon, the vivid colors of the tree leaves, the hum of the radio of your newest car, and the sound of your tires gliding over the pavement.

‘But I have to have things my own way

To keep me in my youth.’

These road trips in between hunts were the only taste you had ever had of a normal life. Not that you wanted a normal life, you think you would be too bored in the suburbs. However, it is comforting to have a small break from monsters while driving from place to place to relax.

‘Like a ship without an anchor

Like a slave without a chain

Just a thought of those sweet ladies

Sends a shiver through my veins.’

The latest case you had picked up on was the disappearance of several men on Centennial Highway in Jericho.

‘And I will go on shining

Shining like brand new

I’ll never look behind me

My troubles will be few.’

The last disappearance had been some kid named Troy. Poor bastard.

You had very little knowledge of what you were walking into. You decided that you would head to the scene of the crime to try and get a better idea of what you were dealing with.

‘Goodbye stranger

It’s been nice

Hope you find your paradise

Tried to see your point of view

Hope your dreams will all come true.’

Just a few more hours and you’d be there.

‘Goodbye Mary, goodbye Jane--’

You turned the music up just a bit as you picked up your speed on the highway and thought about my last successful hunt in Alexandria, Louisiana.

‘Will we ever meet again?’

You were proud of how you did on that hunt, but it was freeing to leave towns you had previously hunted in in your rearview mirror.

‘Feel no sorrow, feel no shame--’

It wasn’t a matter of feeling guilty about what you had done while you were in that town; you had nothing to feel guilty about. It just always hurt you to think of the sad faces of the people who had already lost family members before you got there to do your job.

‘Come tomorrow, feel no pain--’

There would always be that little bit of trauma that you carried with you because of all you had seen on hunts, but c’est la vie.

‘Sweet devotion (Goodbye, Mary)

It’s not for me (Goodbye, Jane).’

You let your mind go blank and get completely absorbed in the music as you continued to drive along.

‘Just give me motion (Will we ever)

To set me free (Meet again?)’

Music was the one constant in your life that kept you grounded. It was so powerful. Music could express so many feelings and bring those same emotions out of its listeners.

‘In the land and the ocean (Feel no sorrow)

Far away (Feel no shame)--’

You loved oldies music. From ‘70′s hippie music to ‘80′s rock, all the way back to Edith Piaf in the 1940′s.

‘It’s the life I’ve chosen (Come tomorrow)

Every day (Feel no pain)’

You wished you had the time to sit down for long enough to learn to play an instrument. There was a whole list of things you wanted to learn to play including piano, guitar, ukelele, and drums.

‘Maybe one day,’ you thought.

‘So goodbye, Mary (Goodbye, Mary)

Goodbye, Jane (Goodbye, Jane)

Will we ever (Will we ever)

Meet again? (Meet again?)’

****

A few hours later, you were parked on Sylvania Bridge in Jericho. You had stopped a few miles back at a gas station to change into an outfit that looked a little more professional than a pair of baggy sweatpants and a t-shirt and opted for one of the many police uniforms you carried around with you. This one was a federal marshal suit. Included the khakis, shirt with a little police badge on the pocket, and a belt with your fake badge on it. It was your mom’s. She threw herself into the many roles she played on the job and made sure she had the costumes to fit the part. Once she passed, you just couldn’t let them go.

You hopped out of the car and walked over to the scene of the crime. You noticed two boys that looked about my age talking to one of the deputies on site. You watched them flash badges to the deputy, but neither was in uniform.

‘Oh, boy.’

"You two are a little young for marshals, aren't you?” you heard the deputy remark as you walked up to them.

“Thanks, that’s awfully kind of you,” the shorter guy laughed.

'That’s my cue,’ you thought.

“Hiya, fellas,” you smiled brightly, glancing between the three of them.

The two guys turned back to look at you. The shorter one pointed at himself with a questioning look on his face directed at you. You eyed him, attempting to tell him to just go with it.

“Why aren’t you two in uniform?” you asked, standing next to the taller boy and glancing between the two of them. You looked at the deputy. “Sorry to have them bothering you. New hires,” you lied, rolling your eyes. “I’m supposed to oversee how they handle this case.”

“Mm-hmm...” the deputy said, squinting at you. He was clearly suspicious.

I extended my right hand to the deputy and reached for my badge with the other. “I’m Agent Nicks, nice to meet you.” I showed him my badge.

“Deputy Jaffe.” He shook my hand and nodded at my badge.

“Man, you guys can’t catch a break. You just had another killing like this, right?” I nodded my head at Troy’s car at the center of the crime scene as I spoke.

“Yeah, that's right. About a mile up the road. There've been others before that,” the deputy spoke as I walked over to the car, the two boys trailing behind me.

“So, this victim, you knew him?” The taller boy questioned.

The deputy nodded. “Town like this, everybody knows everybody.”

The shorter boy circled the car once and stopped between the taller boy and I. “Any connection between the victims, besides that they're all men?” he asked.

“No,” Jaffe answered, “Not so far as we can tell.”

“So what's the theory?” The taller guy asked.

“Honestly, we don't know. Serial murder? Kidnapping ring?”

“Well, that is exactly the kind of crack police work I'd expect out of you guys,” the shorter guy quipped.

Your eyes widened as you watched the deputy’s incredulous expression. You didn’t like this kid already. You bit back a snicker when the dude who was with him stomped on his foot.

“Thank you for your time. Gentlemen,” the tall guy nodded.

You turned to follow your two “colleagues” away from the crime scene. The shorter guy smacked the taller one on the back of the head.

“Ow! What was that for?”

“Why'd you have to step on my foot?”

“Why do you have to talk to the police like that?”

The two men realized you were following them and turned to look at you.

“Uh, can we help you?” the shorter one asked.

“No,” you replied. “I’ll be out of your hair in a second. I just think it’d be a little weird if I left the scene of the crime without regrouping with my ‘proteges’ first.”

The taller one nodded. It became clear to you he was the sensible one of the two.

“About that--” the shorter one came back, implying that you should explain yourself.

“Yeah, sorry for stepping all over your hunt.”

The two seemed in disbelief that you had figured out their secret.

“Takes one to know one,” You snickered. “I had to get the same information you two did, and it’d look really weird if two rounds of federal marshals came through for one case. I’m (Y/N), by the way.” You stuck out your hand for the two of them to shake.

The taller one took it first. “I’m Sam,” he smiled, “that’s my brother, Dean.”

You shook Dean’s hand after Sam’s.

“You shake hands?” Dean asked.

You shrugged with a tilt of your head to the side.

“Weird.”

You raised an eyebrow at him.

“Well,” you sighed, “I got this hunt under control if you boys wanna hit the road.”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, lady,” Dean started, “We were here first.”

“Geez, sorry. I thought I was doing you guys a favor by letting you hit the road.”

“Sorry,” Sam spoke for his brother, “We’re looking for our dad. The only information we have on where he could be is here, so we’ve got this covered.”

You nodded. “I hope you find him soon. Good meeting you two.” You turned to leave.

“Wait,” Sam called after you. “Three heads are better than two. We could use your help.”

Dean was quick to cut in. “No, no we do not--”

“What?” you asked, smirking. “You don’t like me Dean-o?”

He opened his mouth to respond, obviously trying to think of something to say. He came up blank after a few seconds.

You chuckled. “I’m down to help.”

Sam smiled brightly at you. “Great!”

You glanced over Sam’s shoulder and your jaw clenched. Sam turned to follow your gaze.

The sheriff was talking to two FBI agents. He looked at you three pointedly. “Can I help you kids?”

“No, sir, we were just leaving,” Dean told him. He then nodded at the FBI agents as they walked past your trio. “Agent Mulder. Agent Scully.”

The three of you headed past the sheriff, whose gaze you could feel piercing through your back.

You noticed the 1967 Impala parked a little farther back than your car, wondering how you could have missed it when you pulled up to the scene.

“Aw, cool!” you exclaimed, quickly walking over to it. “Sweet ride.” You ran your hand over the hood.

“Hey,” Dean called, “Hands off my baby.”

“You dating a car, Grumpy?” you smirked.

He rolled his eyes at you.

“Those your wheels over there?” Sam asked. He nodded towards your Camry.

“Unfortunately. Had to jack that car a few states back,” you responded.

Sam nodded. “You can catch a ride back with us if you want.”

Dean tossed a look at his brother.

“Cool, thanks,” you answered, smiling. “Let me just pull it off the road into some trees or something.”

***

"Who are we looking for again?” you asked the boys as you strolled around town. You had ditched your federal marshal getup and left it along with the rest of your stuff in the back of Dean’s car.

Dean scoffed at your question.

“Hey, you didn’t answer the first time I asked, so I had to do it again,” you threw back.

“Troy’s girlfriend,” Sam answered.

“Thank you, Sam.” You threw a pointed look at Dean. He just turned his face away from you.

A few paces down from your pack, a young girl with brown hair was putting missing posters up with Troy’s face on them.

"I'll bet you that's her,” Dean pointed out.

“Yeah,” Sam affirmed.

Your group walked up to her as Dean spoke, “You must be Amy.”

“Yeah,” she answered plainly.

“Yeah, Troy told us about you. We're his uncles. I'm Dean, this is Sammy.”

“And who’s that?” Amy glanced at you.

“I’m (Y/N). A friend of theirs.”

Amy nodded, looking back to Sam and Dean. “He never mentioned you to me.” She began to walk away with her posters.

Dean was quick to follow her. “Well, that's Troy, I guess. We're not around much, we're up in Modesto.”

“So, we're looking for him too, and we're kinda asking around,” Sam continued for Dean.

A friend of Amy’s came up to her and asked, “Hey, are you okay?”

Once Amy responded with a simple, “Yeah,” her friend stayed with her.

"You mind if we ask you a couple questions?” I asked Amy.

***

You, Amy’s friend, Rachel, and Amy were packed into one side of a diner booth while Sam and Dean sat opposite you.

Amy spoke about what happened the night Troy went “missing.” “I was on the phone with Troy. He was driving home. He said he would call me right back, and...he never did.”

“He didn't say anything strange, or out of the ordinary?” Sam asked.

Amy shook her head. “No. Nothing I can remember.”

You glanced at the pentagram pendant she was wearing. “I like your necklace.”

“Troy gave it to me. Mostly to scare my parents with all that devil stuff,” Amy laughed.

You smiled. “Actually, it means just the opposite. A pentagram is protection against evil. Really powerful. I mean, if you believe in that kind of thing.”

“Okay,” Dean cut in. “Thank you, Unsolved Mysteries.”

You rolled your eyes at him while he took his arm off of the back of Sam’s seat and leaned forward on his elbows. “Here's the deal, ladies. The way Troy disappeared, something's not right. So if you've heard anything...” he trailed off, waiting for them to answer.

Amy and Rachel glanced between each other.

“What is it?” Dean asked.

“Well, it's just,” Rachel began, “I mean, with all these guys going missing, people talk."

“About?” You questioned turning a bit more inward to Rachel.

“It's kind of this local legend. This one girl? She got murdered out on Centennial, like decades ago,” Rachel stated.

You watched Rachel attentively, nodding.

“Well, supposedly she's still out there. She hitchhikes, and whoever picks her up? Well, they disappear forever.”

You glanced at the boys with a quirked eyebrow.

***

Dean typed away on the library computer on the archive search page for the Jericho Herald. He had the words “Female Murder Hitchhiking" typed into the search bar. When he pressed enter, nothing came up. Dean replaced “Hitchhiking” with “Centennial Highway,” and once again, crickets.

“Wait a minute,” Sam started, “So angry spirits are born out of violent death, right?”

“Yeah,” Dean replied as if it was obvious.

“Well, maybe it’s not murder,” Sam stated.

“Ohhh,” you started, “I’m pickin’ up what you’re puttin’ down.” You knew Sam was thinking suicide.

Sam smiled at you.

“Let me try,” Sam told Dean.

“I got it,” Dean came back.

Sam shoved Dean out of the chair and took over.

“Dude!” Dean hit Sam on the shoulder. “You're such a control freak.”

You laughed at their banter.

“Can it, (Y/N),” Dean told you.

“So, what I can’t laugh?”

“No, no, you can’t.”

“I literally just met you and I’ve had it up to here--” you flattened your hand and put it up by your eyebrow, “--with you already--”

“The feeling is mutual, sweetheart,” Dean cut you off.

“You two wanna stop?” Sam asked. “Come look at this.”

Just as you thought, Sam had put “suicide” in place of “murder” in the search bar.

Sam snapped you out of your thoughts by saying, “This was 1981. Constance Welch, twenty-four years old, jumps off Sylvania Bridge, drowns in the river.”

“Does it say why she did it?” Dean asked.

“Yeah,” you started, leaning over Sam’s shoulder to get a better look at the screen, “An hour before they found her, she calls 911. Apparently, her two little kids are in the bathtub. She leaves them alone for a minute, and when she comes back, they aren't breathing. Both die.”

Something about the situation did not sit right with you; it sounded familiar.

Sam continued reading. “‘ 'Our babies were gone, and Constance just couldn't bear it,' said husband Joseph Welch.’”

“The bridge look familiar to you?” Dean pointed out, looking at a picture of a man-- presumably Constance’s husband-- crying standing next to Sylvania Bridge.

“Well, we know where we’re headed,” you commented, walking toward the exit of the library. You could feel Dean’s eyes on you as you left.

***

By the time you finally got to Sylvania Bridge, it was late at night. You and the boys had stopped for a bite to eat before going back to the bridge. Troy’s car had long since been removed, the crime scene completely cleared out.

Dean looked out over the edge of the bridge, standing next to you and Sam. “So this is where Constance took the swan dive.”

“So you think Dad would have been here?” Sam looked over at his brother.

"Well, he's chasing the same story and we're chasing him.” Dean continued down the bridge, the taller boy trailing behind him.

“Okay, so now what?”

“Now we keep digging until we find him. Might take a while.”

Sam stopped. “Dean, I told you, I've gotta get back by Monday—”

The brunet stopped, turning around. “Monday. Right. The interview.” Aggravation was clear in his tone.

“Yeah.”

You thought it best to take a step back while they had this discussion.

"Yeah, I forgot. You're really serious about this, aren't you? You think you're just going to become some lawyer? Marry your girl?” Dean’s tone got a bit more of an edge to it.

“Maybe. Why not?” Sam pushed back.

“Does Jessica know the truth about you? I mean, does she know about the things you've done?”

Sam stepped closer to Dean. “No, and she's not ever going to know.”

The older boy did not back down. “Well, that's healthy. You can pretend all you want, Sammy. But sooner or later you're going to have to face up to who you really are.” He turned around and kept walking.

Sam followed him, his arms out in question. “And who's that?”

“You're one of us.” Dean gestured to himself and back to you staying several paces back,

Sam hurried to get in front of his brother. “No. I'm not like you. This is not going to be my life.”

“You have a responsibility to—”

“To Dad? And his crusade? If it weren't for pictures I wouldn't even know what Mom looks like. And what difference would it make? Even if we do find the thing that killed her, Mom's gone. And she isn't coming back.”

When Dean grabbed his brother by the collar and shoved him against the bridge, you jumped into action.

“Hey, knock it off, Dean.”

“(Y/N)--” Dean warned, giving you a sideways glare. He looked back at Sam. “Don't talk about her like that.” He let Sam go and walked away from him.

You hurried over to Sam. “You okay?” You put your hand on his shoulder and met his hazel eyes.

“Yeah, I’m good.”

“Guys,” Dean called.

You looked to Dean who stared down to the railing at the edge of the bridge.

“Constance,” you let out, coming to stand next to Dean.

Constance looked back at your group before stepping off of the railing.

The three of you ran to the railing.

“Where'd she go?” Dean asked.

“I don’t know, wanna jump down there and find out?” you sassed.

Dean glared at you as the sound of the Impala’s engine roared behind you.

The older Winchester flipped around. “What the—”

Sam wheeled around, too. “Who's driving your car?”

Dean pulled the keys out of his pocket and jingled them, his green eyes never leaving the Impala.

The car jerked into motion, barrelling over the bridge straight toward you and the Winchesters.

“Go! Go!” you yelled, turning and sprinting away.

Dean and Sam sped ahead of you, and you noticed the car gaining on you. Your heart raced and your breathing was labored. The car was way too close for comfort and left you with just one option.

You threw yourself over the railing, just barely managing to hang onto the edge of the bridge.

You heard the car engine stop just as something-- or someone-- hit the water.

You pulled yourself back over the railing and noticed Sam sitting on the railing calling for Dean.

You rushed over to Sam, leaning over the railing to try to find Dean.

He popped up a second later, his usually spikey hair flattened to his head with mud. In fact, his whole body was covered in mud.

“You okay?” You called down to him.

Dean sarcastically held up a thumb and pursed his lips.

“Hey, I’m just checking on you, don’t be an ass,” you yelled back, a small smile playing on your lips.

“Fuck off,” he grunted, annoyed.

Sam laughed and got back onto the bridge.

You headed over to the Impala and checked it over, grabbing a towel out of your bag.

Dean had managed to climb back onto the bridge and made his way over to his baby. He opened the car’s hood and poked around to see if Constance had damaged it at all. After a moment, he shut the hood and leaned on it.

“Your car all right?” you heard Sam ask are you walked over to Dean with the towel.

“Yeah, whatever she did to it, seems all right now. That Constance chick, what a bitch!” He yelled at the spirit.

You put the towel on Dean’s head and started to dry his hair off when he jerked away from you.

“What are you doing?”

You were quick to put the towel back on his head. “Helping.”

The dirty blond ripped the towel out of your hands. “I got it.”

“Fine.” You raised your hands up in surrender. You leaned against the car next to Dean. “You know, I been thinkin’.”

“That’s dangerous.”

“Shut up, Dean. I’m serious.” You paused, taking in a breath. “Constance is a woman in white.”

Sam pursed his lips, shrugging. “Makes sense. I mean, the dead kids, suicide, killing unfaithful men.”

“Maybe.” The older Winchester’s monotone voice was followed by silence. A silence that was broken a few moments later by Sam.

“You smell like a toilet.”

You scrunched up your nose and giggled.

“Can it, (Y/N).”

***

“You guys having a reunion or something?” the clerk asked, looking at the credit card Dean had placed on the motel’s front desk.

Sam cocked his head to the side. “What do you mean?”

“I had another guy, Burt Aframian. He came and bought out a room for the whole month.”

Dean looked over to his brother briefly and then turns his head back to the clerk. “What room’s he in?”

“Listen, kid, I can’t go around giving out people’s room numbers.”

Dean rolled his eyes.

You stepped out from behind the two boys. “Oh, please sir? He’s family, and we haven’t seen him in a while.” You gave him your best puppy dog eyes.

“Fine.”

***

“That how you get all the guys?”

“What?” you asked, not bothering to face Dean to answer his question. The two of you were stationed outside of John Winchester's room playing lookout while Sam picked the lock on the door.

“You know what I mean. I saw you makin’ eyes at the clerk.”

“Yeah, to get a room number.” You turned to face him, crossing your arms over your chest. “And it worked, didn’t it?”

“Oh, yeah. It worked real well.” He turned to face you.

“You know, you don’t have to be such a dick all the time. I met you yesterday and have given you no reason not to like me. What’s your deal?”

“In case you haven’t noticed, my plate is kind of full. I’m trying to figure out what the hell happened to my dad. I have no idea whether he’s alive, dead, or captured, and he’s the only parent I have left. And my little brother is solely concerned about getting back to fucking Stanford, and I’m not even sure he cares about what happened to our dad. And now, enter (Y/N) trying to take over a hunt that is the only tie I have to my dad.” Dean’s face was incredibly close to yours.

Sam had long since gone into the room and decided to leave the two of you alone to hash out your frustrations.

You held your ground, but your voice took on less of an angry tone. You were strictly playing defense at this point. “But I wasn’t trying to take it over to be mean, and as soon as you got so defensive about the hunt, I backed down and just offered to help--”

“Yeah, and I didn't want your help. Sam was the one who let you in, probably hoping that if you were here he could shag ass back to Stanford. So forgive me if I’m a little on edge.” He pulled his face away from yours, wheeling around to pinch the bridge of his nose.

“Well, I’m sorry for being such an inconvenience. Perhaps you’ve forgotten the fact that I’ve helped you guys more than I’ve hurt you. I pulled your asses out of a crack when you were talking to the police. I was the one who figured out what kind of a spook we’re dealing with here. I want you to find your dad. I really do. But I also want you to stop being so awful to me. And it’s just me specifically!” You threw your arms up in the air. At some point during the first part of your rant, Dean had looked back at you over his shoulder. “You’re so nice to Sam--I mean, about as nice as brothers are to each other-- and I can tell you care about him. I can tell you have a good heart. So why choose to be an ass?”

When Dean didn’t answer, you shook your head. “Whatever. I’m leaving.” You clutched your duffel bag strap on your shoulder tightly, your knuckles turning white.

“To go where?”

“Away. You win. Ya got what you wanted.”

“Wait, (Y/N)--”

“Tell Sam I said ‘bye.’”

***

The heat of midday had your baby hairs stuck to your head with sweat. You had been walking for a while now, just trying to find somewhere remote enough that you could steal a car without getting seen.

You hiked along a highway surrounded by dense trees, the rustling sound of the green leaves filling your head. You took a deep breath, allowing peace to wash over you. You never had to see Dean Winchester again, although you would miss Sam. He was the closest thing to a friend you’ve had in a while.

A familiar engine roar overpowered the sound of the rustling you had been hearing. The car pulled off of the highway just behind you, coming to a stop.

You took your bottom lip in your mouth under your top one, closing your eyes and stopping your walk.

You heard the opening and closing of the car’s door as you turned around, a small smile on your lips.

“You know,” Sam started, walking toward you, “It’s kind of rude to leave without saying ‘goodbye.’“

You let out a laugh. “Hey, Sam.”

He pulled you into a quick hug. “Hey. I heard what happened.”

You looked down at the mixture of grass and gravel below your combat boots. “Yeah.”

“And I know you probably never wanna see Dean’s face again, but we need your help. I do, and he does, whether he wants to admit it or not. We can all get out of here a lot quicker if we work together. You can get away from Dean, I can get back to Stanford, and Dean can find our dad.”

“Where is Dean?”

“Arrested.”

“Oh,” you said quietly, nodding. “Okay.” You put on a smile. “What now?”

***

Much later in the day, after going to visit Joseph Welch, you and Sam were sitting in a diner grabbing a bite to eat. The both of you were brainstorming what to do to get Dean out of jail and what to do about that Constance bitch. The conversation had shifted from those two topics once you had a solid plan to simply small talk between friends.

“So what’s your story?” you asked, taking a bite out of one of your fries.

“What?”

“I picked up from conversations between you and Dean over the past two days and the very loud conversation I had with your brother earlier that you left hunting to go to Stanford. What happened there?”

Sam chuckled, looking down.

“Sorry, I shouldn’t have asked that. I crossed a line,” you told him sincerely. You stared at your ketchup.

“No, no,” he responded. He took in a sharp breath. “My dad and I had a big blowout fight before I left for college. He told me if I left for college to never come back. Haven’t talked to him in two years.” He took a bite of his salad after he finished talking.

“Oh,” you said softly. “I’m so sorry.”

“It’s fine.”

You decided to change the subject. “Alright, we’ve let Dean rot long enough. I’m gonna go call the police.”

Sam laughed, shaking his head. “I’ll get the check.”

You walked outside of the diner, heading to the payphone you spotted at the entrance of the parking lot. You picked it up and dialed ‘9-1-1.’

“9-1-1, what’s your emergency?”

You made your voice frantic, forcing tears to well up in your eyes. “My-My husband! He’s been shot!”

“Ma’am, calm down for me, okay? Where are you?”

You screamed. “He- He just shot another guy! Oh, my god!”

“Ma’am, where are you?”

“I’m on Whiteford Road,” you said. “Please, please, please hurry!”

“Okay, okay, um, w-we’re sending a unit out to you now. Can you stay on the line for me?”

“No, no! Please!” you cried. “Plea--” You cut yourself off and hung up the phone.

You noticed Sam standing next to you using one of his forearms to hold the door open as he leaned on the door frame.

“What?”

“That was damn good acting,” he noted.

“Thanks,” you chuckled. “I actually wanted to be an actress growing up.”

“Hunting got in the way,” Sam figured.

“Exactly. But, acting is kind of part of the job. Gotta be real good at lying and pretending to be feds,” you shrugged, making light of the situation.

A comfortable silence blanketed you and Sam as you lamented over what life could’ve been for you. You sucked in a breath and said, “We better get going. To Constance!”

***

Sam’s phone ringing pulled the two of you out of a conversation about his girlfriend, Jess, and his life at Stanford.

Sam looked at the caller ID, shrugging at you when he didn’t recognize it.

“Fake 911 phone call? Sammy, I don't know, that's pretty illegal,” you could hear Dean jest through the phone.

The brunet grinned. “It was (Y/N), actually.”

He paused. “(Y/N)? She’s with you?”

You took Sam’s phone out of his hands and said, “Yup. Hi, Dean,” into the receiver. “You’re welcome, by the way.”

You gave the phone back to Sam.

The older Winchester changed the topic from you to something else. “Listen, we gotta talk.”

“Tell me about it,” Sam jumped in. “So the husband was unfaithful. We are dealing with a woman in white. And she's buried behind her old house, so that should have been Dad's next stop--”

His brother tried to cut him off. “Sammy, would you shut up for a second?”

“--I just can't figure out why Dad hasn't destroyed the corpse yet.”

“Well, that's what I'm trying to tell you. He's gone. Dad left Jericho.”

Sam threw a look to you before glancing back to the road. “What? How do you know?”

“I've got his journal,” you heard the dirty blond explain.

“He doesn't go anywhere without that thing.”

“Yeah, well, he did this time.”

“What's it say?”

“Ah, the same old ex-Marine crap, when he wants to let us know where he's going.”

‘Ex-Marine crap?’ you thought to yourself.

Sam noticed your puzzled expression and directed toward you, “Coordinates.” He spoke his following words to Dean. “Where to?”

“I'm not sure yet.”

You propped your head up on your elbow on the passenger’s side door, legs tossed in an ‘L’ shape on the seat beside you. You stared out of the window into the dark night, taking in the gloomy appearance of the dead trees and fallen leaves.

The younger Winchester shook his head. “I don't understand. I mean, what could be so important that Dad would just skip out in the middle of a job?”

A figure in the road caught your eye, causing you to squint and look out the windshield.

Sam was still rambling to his brother. “Dean, what the hell is going on?”

You registered that Constance was in the road. “Sam, look out!” you shrieked.

Sam looked up, dropping the phone and slamming the brakes hard. You had to brace yourself on the dashboard in front of you, your body jerking forward and backward in your seat.

Constance was gone, and you and Sam tried to catch your breaths.

“Sam? Sam!” Dean’s voice came through the phone.

You picked up the phone from under the glove box. Dean had hung up before you got the chance to tell him Sam was alright.

You turned to the brunet, who swallowed hard and looked into the backseat through the rearview mirror.

You whirled around to look in the backseat, and there Constance was. “Take me home,” she ordered. She looked directly at you. “Take me home!”

“No,” you stated firmly, holding her gaze.

Constance glared back at you as you heard the doors of the car lock. You wheel around in your seat and try to reopen them. Suddenly, your body was thrust back into the seat as the car began to drive.

“Sam?” you yelled over the roar of the engine.

“That’s not me!” He tried to grab the steering wheel to drive, but Constance wouldn’t let him.

You continued to struggle with the doors until the two-- well, three, counting Constance-- of you pulled up to an abandoned house, presumably the Welches’ old house. The windows on both of the two floors had been covered with boards, the paint was peeling off of the wood slats, and the screen door had been ripped. The house looked like it was falling apart more and more with every passing day. It had the stereotypical appearance of a horror movie house.

The engine of the Impala shut off.

“Don't do this,” the younger Winchester pleaded.

Constance flickered in the backseat. “I can never go home,” she moaned, her voice sad.

As if a switch had been flipped in your brain, your face shifted from scared to enlightened. “You're scared to go home.” You turned to look in the back seat, but Constance was gone. As soon as you turned back around, you noticed Constance in between you and Sam on the leather bench seat.

You jumped, back pressed against the passenger’s side door. Constance climbed on Sam’s lap, shoving him back against the seat hard enough to tilt it backward.

You tried to lunge for Constance, but she shoved you against the Impala’s door hard enough with a flick of her wrist to send the door flying open and you sailing through the air.

“(Y/N)!” You heard Sam yell.

You skidded to a halt on the rocky gravel surrounding the house, feeling your arms and legs get cut up. The wind was knocked out of you, and your head bounced against the small rocks.

“Ow,” you groaned, trying to get up. You saw Constance had closed the passenger’s side door once more, and through the window could see her kissing Sam as he reached for the keys.

Another thing you saw was a figure appearing on the other side of the car through the driver’s side window. You hoped to god it was Dean.

You heard whoever it was fire a shot as Sam screamed in what seemed to be pain, so you immediately ducked. A few more shots were fired and you felt safe enough to raise your head.

You scrambled to your feet when you saw the Impala go careening through the porch and into the old Welch house. You ran into the house, being as careful as you could to avoid any of the broken pieces of wood and furniture the car had left in its path.

Dean was quick to follow you, calling out to his younger brother. “You okay?”

Sam groaned. “I think...”

“Can you move?” you asked, leaning through the passenger’s window. You looked him over for serious injury.

“Yeah,” he told you. He reached a hand out to his brother. “Help me?”

You stepped to the side as Dean pulled Sam out through the rolled-down window.

You noticed Constance picking up a picture frame of her and her children that had fallen to the ground.

She turned her attention from the picture to you and met your eyes.

She pinned you and the boys against the Impala with a bureau. It hit the boys in their pelvis but nailed you right in the stomach. You groaned in pain, desperately trying to push it off of you.

You stopped your struggle when a sound caught your ear. It sounded like liquid trickling and watched as a stream of water just thick enough to cover each step cascaded to the ground. You followed the stream to the top of the stairs to see the dark silhouettes of a little girl and a little boy holding hands.

“You've come home to us, Mommy,” they spoke in chorus.

Constance looked distraught as she got closer to the stairs. They were suddenly gone from the stairs and appeared behind her, hugging her and looking up at her with warm yet slightly disturbing smiles.

Constance screamed, and she and her children melted to the floor flickering between apparitions of skinless and skeletal forms of humans. They melted into a puddle of an electric purple goo that seeped through the floorboards as the ringing in your ears from Constance’s shrieks subsided.

You and the Winchesters shoved the bureau over, and you dusted off your hands as Dean spoke.

“So this is where she drowned her kids.”

“That's why she could never go home. She was too scared to face them,” Sam told you and his brother.

“You found her weak spot. Nice work, Sammy.” Dean slapped him on the chest where holes had been burned through his shirt that you were assumed were the products of Constance. Sam groaned out in pain but laughed nonetheless.

“Actually, it was all (Y/N). I’m just the jackass who drove your car through the side of a house,” Sam smiled, jutting his thumb back at you.

Dean hummed as he continued to walk away, clearly disinterested but making an effort to sound impressed. He leaned on the open window of the passenger’s side door, looking over his baby. “Speaking of that, if you screwed up my car--” he paused, looking back at Sam, “--I’ll kill you.”

“Aw, shame,” you cut in, “Sam’s my favorite Winchester.”

Dean glared at you. “Can it, (Y/N).”

***

You lip-synced the words to AC/DC’s “Highway to Hell” which boomed through the speakers of the Impala. You were sat in the backseat, leaning on the front seat between the two Winchesters with your forearms atop their bench seat. You looked over Sam’s shoulder as he opened up a giant map and opened his dad’s journal. He went to tuck a flashlight under his chin so he could actually see what he was doing, but you stopped him.

“I can hold that for you.”

“Thanks,” was his short reply as he handed off the flashlight to you, his eyes never leaving the things on his lap. You clicked the flashlight on and held it over his shoulder as he scanned the map for the coordinates “35-111″ as was written in his dad’s journal.

Sam tapped the spot on the map once he found it. “Okay, here's where Dad went. It's called Blackwater Ridge, Colorado.”

“Charming,” you quipped.

“How far?” came Dean’s question.

“About six hundred miles,” the younger Winchester told his brother.

“Hey, if we shag ass after we drop (Y/N) off in the next town over we could make it by morning,” Dean suggested, looking over at Sam.

‘This guy is so ready to get rid of me,’ you thought, shaking your head.

Sam cocked his head to the side and looked to his brother. “Dean--”

Dean stared back to the road, his pitch dropping lower and his disappointment apparent. “You're not going.”

“The interview's in like, ten hours. I gotta be there,” Sam reminded him.

“Yeah. Yeah, whatever. I'll take you home.”

You clicked the flashlight off, sinking back into the backseat.

‘Awkward.’

***

Dean’s face was still set in a frown as the Impala pulled up to Sam’s apartment complex. You jumped out of the car as Sam did, pulling him into a tight hug.

“I’m gonna miss you,” you told him, squeezing him harder with your eyes shut. You were genuinely disappointed. Sam was so nice and the two of you had become great friends very quickly.

“Hey, you have my number. Call me.”

“Yeah, but it’s not the same.” You pulled away from him. “Say ‘hi’ to Jess for me.”

The brunet chuckled. “I will.” He leaned down into the open window of Dean’s car. “Call me if you find him?”

Dean nodded.

“And maybe I can meet up with you later, huh?”

“Yeah, all right.”

Sam clearly did not know how to end the conversation from there, so he simply patted the inside of the car door twice and turned away. Dean leaned toward the passenger door, calling out to Sam in one last attempt to get him to come with him. “You know, we made a hell of a team back there.”

“Yeah,” Sam nodded, which was clearly not the reaction Dean was expecting. He just sighed and waited for you to get back in the car. You had barely shut the door before Dean shoved off.

You jerked around in your seat. “Easy, tiger. Jesus.” You slumped down in your seat after getting no response from Dean. You crossed your arms and looked out of your window.

The familiar smells of coconut and tobacco filled your nose, and you immediately straightened up.

“Turn around,” you told Dean, your eyes wide.

“What? No,” he snorted. “Why?”

“Just do it!”

Your exclamation caught Dean off guard. “Jesus, fine.”

He put the car in reverse and headed back up the street.

Dean hadn’t even stopped in front of Sam’s apartment complex before you threw the car door open and sprinted toward the apartment as fast as you could.

“Whoa, crazy lady, where are you going?” Dean caught up to you and grabbed your arm, spinning you around.

“Sam’s apartment. Which one is it?!” You asked in a panic.

“Uh--” He glanced away from you, still puzzled as to why you were a basketcase at the present moment.

“Dean!”

He looked back at you, shaking his head, but he ran up the stairs and led you to Sam and Jess’s shared apartment.

He stopped in front of the door, turning back to face you. “Now, why--”

Before he could finish his statement, you used all your might to kick the wooden door in, yelling Sam’s name in concern.

“No!” you heard him yell from another room.

Dean jumped into action, sprinting through the apartment with you hot on his heels. The two of you got to the younger Winchester’s bedroom just in time to see a woman in a white nightgown stained red at her belly from bleeding with blonde hair on the ceiling burst into flames.

“Jess!” Sam yelled, paralyzed on his bed in shock. He quickly moved one arm to shield his face as the flames got closer to him. “No!”

‘Oh, shit. His girlfriend...’

You shook your thoughts away from you and helped Dean lug a screaming Sam out of the door and out of the apartment complex. You fished through your bag in Dean’s car for your phone and called the fire department as Dean tried to hold Sam back from going back in for his charred girlfriend.

***

Flashes of red and blue broke through the black of night, emanating from police cars and firetrucks all around you. You walked through the chaotic scene of police and firemen holding back onlookers and firemen dousing the remaining embers of the fire in water. Black, charred wood stuck out from the turquoise exterior of the complex, and you could see into the apartment through giant holes that had been burnt out of the wall.

You walked back over to the boys who stood by the Impala. Sam was fooling with weapons concealed within the hollowed-out bottom of the trunk, and Dean stood next to him, watching his brother’s face. As you got to them, you put a hand on Sam’s shoulder in an attempt to comfort him. He looked up at you, his normally soft and cheery expression suppressed by a look of both desperation and anger. He shut the trunk with a hard slam.

“We got work to do.”

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zanesgirlfriend · 6 years ago

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Oreo’s | David Dobrik

Description: The reader gets drunk and just wants David, so they skip out and have a fun night under the stars.

Requested?: yes by anonymous : Hi, I’m obsessed with your writing!! I was wondering if you could do a cute fluff imagine where the reader and David are dating. And they’re at a party with a bunch of cuties like the Dolan twins, and the reader is super drunk and just wants David?? Thanks queen 👑

A/N: I hope you don’t mind that I made them leave the party lol but anyway thank you for requesting this bc it was very cute okay bye :)

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David.

The only thing running through her mind was David. Her body swayed back and forth as the warmth ran through her. The room was spinning, but in a nice way. It was as if she was dreaming. She floated through the dance floor, passing body after body, searching for David. She spotted his camera and flashlight first, his mop of brown hair coming into view soon after.

“Hey, baby.” She smiled and pressed her cheek against his back as her arms snaked around his waist. She hugged him tight and took in the scent of his laundry detergent.

“Are you okay?” He laughed as he peered over his shoulder at her. She held him tighter and forced his body to sway with hers. “Y/n?” He attempted to get her attention as he pulled her off of his torso.

“Hmm?” She asked as she finally opened her eyes. She studied his cute face and attempted to go in for another hug.

“Are you okay? How much did you drink?” He asked her as she clung to his chest. She thought for a moment before replying.

“I’m amazing, David. All I want right now is to hug you. And Oreo’s. I reallllllly want Oreo’s.” She slurred as he giggled at her.

“Do you want to go get some Oreo’s?” He finally turned his camera off, realizing that taking care of an intoxicated y/n was more of a priority than getting more footage. She looked up at him and nodded. He escorted her through the waves of people, telling his friends to get other rides. She hummed a random song and snuggled into the passenger’s seat of his Tesla.

“David, do you like the cream or the cookie?” Y/n looked at him as he got settled behind the wheel. He pondered for a moment before responding.

“I like the cookie.” He said it so seriously, as if it was a life-or-death question.

“Okay, good, because I like the cream.” She smiled and pushed a few random buttons on the screen of his Tesla, causing some sort of Frogger game to start. She chuckled and pushed the screen some more, getting on David’s nerves.

“Y/n, please don’t.” He swatted her hand away, causing a sad “you just lost” theme to chime throughout the car. They pulled into a gas station and David looked over to see y/n already staring at him. “What?”

“I really like just being around you, ya know? Like, you’re David and you’re my boyfriend, but like, it’s nice to, like, be around you.” Her words didn’t make much sense but he knew what she was trying to say.

“Do you want anything else, or just Oreo’s?” He opened the car door and paused. She acted very offended that he didn’t want her to come inside the gas station with him,

“David, I’m coming in.” She established and opened the door. He watched her get pulled back to her seat by the seat belt she’d forgotten to unbuckle.

“Y/n, you’re drunk.” He laughed loudly as she attempted to figure out how the seat belt worked. Her world was spinning again, so she took a moment before finally figuring out how to free herself.

“I’m coming in.” And she did. She grabbed Oreo’s and miniature donuts, along with Doritos and a Dr.Pepper.

“I thought being high made you hungry?” He asked her as he followed her around the shelves.

“Yeah, but there’s also the drunk where you need to eat a bunch of stuff so you’re not hungover.” She explained and shoved a chip in her mouth. She smiled at the cashier as David paid for all of her snacks.

“I think that’s every type of drunk?” He corrected her and held the door open as she exited the building. They drove for about thirty minutes, finally reaching their destination at around 4AM.

“This is so pretty! Well, not as pretty as you.” She looked over at David, wanting nothing more than to be in his arms. He seemed to feel the same way and wrapped his arm around her shoulders as they sat on a bench. She placed the package of Oreo’s on her lap and wrapped her arms around David once again.

“Why do you always get so obsessed with me when you get drunk?” He chuckled and looked up at the stars. She thought for a moment and opened up the Oreo’s. She picked up a cookie and twisted it, all of the cream staying on one side.

“Because when I get drunk I just wanna feel like I’m safe and at home, and you feel like home to me.” She licked the cream off of the cookie and put the two halves back together. She handed the cream-less cookie to him and awaited his response.

“How so? Like, how can a person feel like home?” He took a bite of the cookie and looked down at her face. She was perfect.

“Well, I think home is wherever you feel most comfortable, right? Like you can be your most vulnerable self? And I feel all of those things when I’m around you. So, I guess that just makes you feel like home?” She questioned herself, but everything sounded right.

“Oh.” He said, She looked up at him and wondered if he would say anything else. “You feel like home to me, too.”

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dazzlingfantasiesblogs · 5 years ago

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Hurricane P54, P55, P56

Happy x Reader

Notes: SMUT. 18+ ONLY! Violence.

I miss you all so much!! I am starting to write things slowly. Lets see if I can upload more often! Remember I write on my Wattpad too.

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Following the boys in your Jeep you headed to Tacoma for a weekend. You enjoyed watching the cities leave your view as you drove threw Oregon. The trees passing by. You played your music loud as Kozy sat in the passengers side, his head out the window.

Pulling into a gas station, you lined up your Jeep and hopped out. Paying for gas, you lined up the nozzle and started to pour it in. Leaning against the jeep, you seen Kozy sleeping comfortable in the back. His legs moving slightly at a dream of him hunting something. "Babe!" you looked over to Happy walking over with some water and an iced coffee. You smiled taking the items, nourishing your self with ice cold coffee. "How is the drive on the bike?" you looked over to Happy pride and joy. "Hot." You chuckled a bit. Kozik walking out with a bottle of water, following you and Happy to the Jeep. "You ok if Lily meets us later?" honestly, you wanted it to just be you and your boys. You knew however that there was going to be changes when it came to Lily and Kozik getting married. "Sure, then she can see our stomping grounds." You smiled.

Arriving to Tacoma, you drove to a cabin you often rented from Ronnie. The only trade off was that he got to design a tattoo for you, and you happily obliged. Opening the Cabin door, taking in a deep breath you enjoyed the feeling of tranquility. You could hear Kozys nails clicking on the dark mahogany floors as he padded his way over to the bed Ronnie got for him when you would stay at the cabin. "You ok babygirl?" Happy pressed himself against your back, kissing your cheek." "Yeah, it is so good to be home." Happy felt both sadness and relief from that statement. Did you hate charming that bad? You felt his body flex and tense. Turning around you looked at Happy in the eyes. "My home, is where you are. I enjoy Charming, however Tacoma is where we first met." Happy smiled down at you, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. Kozik came into the cabin, carrying his suitecase. Walking to his room, he disappeared. Making yourself comfortable in the main masterbedroom, you changed into a swimsuit top and some black shorts over your bikini bottoms. Trailing back to the main room, you looked around for your boys that had disappeared. Walkingto the refrigerator, it was full of your favorite liquars. Grabbing a beer, you headed outside. Happy and Kozik where down at the dock, getting the boat in the water. "Wanna go fishing sis?" nodding, you started to walk down the steps to the lake below. Walking into the shed, you seen your fishing pole sitting on the rack. You grabbed two more of them and your tackle box. Happy was untakngling the rope from the boat to the dock. His shirt was off, leaving him in his black swim trunks with the reaper on the side. You had those custom made for him years ago. "Here Brother." Kozik grabbed his fishing pole and tackle. "When is Lily getting here?" "Not for a few hours." "Shit.. we need to pack.." Happy held up a cooler. You smirked seeing it full of beer and snacks. Stepping into the boat, you whistled for Kozy. She ran down the stairs, and jumped into the boat, sitting next to you in the drivers seat. Kozik getting in, sitting in the back. Happy pushed the boat out, and hopped over, causing the boat to jostle a bit. Starting the boat up, you backed up a bit and headed deep into the lake. The wind flowing through you shorter hair, cooling the warm sun that beat down on your skin, causing a slight shiver.

After getting to a spot you felt comfortable, Kozik dropped the anchor. Going though your tackle, you slid a minnow on the hook. Silently thanking him for his sacrifice for you to catch a bigger fish. Sitting back, you casted the line out, the bobber floating on top of the water. The bobber rippled when Kozik and Happy threw there line in, sitting back, relaxing. Hearing bottles clank, Happy handed you a beer. Taking a sip you groaned in pleasure from the bubbly taste. The sun beat down on your skin more, you body soaking the in the vitamins. This was heaven on earth. "Oh shit! Sis guess Lily is here early!" you looked over to Kozik and tried to force your best smile. "Ok..." you slowly reeled in your fishing line. Happy frowned seeing your tell tale signs of irritation. After all, it was usually because of him. After driving back to the dock, Kozik got out. "Are you not coming up?" you nodded no. "You can if you want Happy." "No, gunna stay with my girl." Kozik could tell you where pissed off, he took it as things where hard and tried not too look too much into it.

Driving the boat back away from the dock, you sighed with nothing but irritation. "You know that Lily will be in his life forever right?" You glared at Happy. He needed to just be quite so you could sort the attitude issues you where having. Your dad and your mother where 'working' things out. Lorenzo betrayed you and now you felt like Kozik was leaving you too. "Can you hand me another beer please?" Nodding, Happy reached over and grabbed another bottle from the cooler. Twisting the cap off, he handed it to you, watching you chug it and drive at the same time. "He is not leaving you. Out of everyone in your life, Kozik would be the last person to ever, and I mean EVER walk away from you Y/N. "Yeah, funny.. Kozik said the same thing about Lorenzo." you sighed slowing the boat down. Shutting it off, you walked to the back of the boat and dropped the anchor. "Why are we stopping here?" Happy looked around. "It is shady here. The crappies like shady areas. That is my favorite type of fish." Nodding he grabbed your fishing pole and handed it to you. Opening the small container of leeches, you slid one on your hook and casted it out to the water.

An hour past and you caught three fish. Happy catching one and then laid down on the front of the boat with his head in your lap as you constantly casted your line. The clouds started to cover the sun and the blue sky. "IT is going to storm" you whispered. "How can you tell?" you chuckled a bit. "The fish get more frantic when it storms, fishing is better in the rain usually. Let's go in and start a fish fry. I think I need to apologize to Kozik." Happy grinned and got off of you. Jumping back into the main part of the boat, you sat in the drivers seat and carried on.

The rain started to poor hard as you got to the dock. You and Happy slipping as you got on it. You tied up the boat quickly and grabbed your fishing poles. Hiking up to the cabin, you smelt some food being cooked or wood burning. Holding the fish on the hooks, you seen smoke coming out of the chimney. "Hmm maybe fish fry will have to wait." Walking into the cabin you hurd moaning. "Yes! Kozik!" Walking back out the door your fake puked. Happy chuckled shutting the screen door too. "What do you wanna do? I am guessing not to go in there?" shaking your head no, you grabbed your switch blade and sat down at the table on the porch. Luckily the porch was covered as you took the fish off the hook. "I am going to fillet the fish. Put them out of their misery." Happy nodded and sat on the chair next to you. You took your blade gently and ended the fishes life quickly and painlessly. Happy followed your movements and helping you with the other fish. "Funny how you pay respects to a fish, yet none to a dead body." You spoke quietly. "Most of the bodies I deal with, do not earn respect." Happy said bluntly. After successfully filleting the fish you seen Kozik walk out wide eyed. "Shit.. ah... how long have you two been out here?" "Yes! Kozik!" Happy mocked Lily. Kozik slid his hand over his face. You chuckled at Happy sounding like a girl. "Sorry.. thought you two would be fishing longer... I did not realize it was raining.." "Kozik.. it is storming." you chuckled as lighting danced in the sky. "Shit.. Well..." "It is all good brother. I am sure you walked in on Happy and I one too many times." Koziks grimaced at the thought. "Oh shut up." you threw a bloody towel at him.

After showering and putting on pajama pants and a tank top you started to heat up some oil to fry the fish. "Sis.." looking behind you, you seen Kozik looking down. "I am sorry.. I Should have not invited Lily.." you turned all the way towards Kozik. "No.. I should have not been such a bitch. After all, she is family now." Kozik gave a slight smile. You walked over, hugging him tightly. HE pressed a kiss to the top of your wet hair on your head. "You know, you will always be my number one girl sis." He smiled down at you. "You will always be my number one guy!"

You started to lay the beer battered fish into the oil one by one. Every so often chopping up potatoes to make homemade fries. Feeling hands slide down your hips and lips against you neck, the smirk riding your face. "Hello baby.." "The fish looks great. How are you feeling? Calm down at all?" Happys raspy voice echoed in your ears. "Yes.." "Hey you two, can you not fuck in the kitchen while Lily and I are in the dining room..?" You looked back at Kozik and smirked. "Shall Happy replay his "Oh Kozik!!" From earlier?" Looking over at Lily her face got extremely red. "Don't worry Lily, we mess with each other all the time. Poor Kozik has walking in on Happy and I more than I think he would like too." "NEVER. I NEVER WANT TO WALK IN ON YOU TWO AND YOUR KINKY KNIFE PLAY!!"

"Don't move baby..." the sweat beaded on your forehead as you felt the cool steel blade run over your warm skin. Happy slid his hand between your thighs running his fingers over your soaking folds. "Please.." gasping for him to just run this rough fingers over your sensitive nub. Clenching your eyes shut, you kept begging the man to give into you. To get you off like he always did. Your flexed your hips up to push into his hand. You felt the knife slightly pierce the skin. The pain and pleasure devowering you in the most delicious of ways. Happy had no intent to pierce the skin, but something about seeing the red blood bubble form on his skin made him snap. He hurt you and the instant protectiveness kicked in. You watched Happy jump a bit as it upsetted him. You where sadistic and you knew it. You ran your pointer finger over the small droplet of blood and smirked. "Don't stop.." you whispered.. "The blood only makes it hotter." Happy loved the devious side of you. He would never say you where twisted. However,,, you where twisted in the best of ways. Happy threw the blade to the side, sliding down his boxers. He bit your neck roughly sliding deep into you. "Fuck... how are you this wet?... Hmm..." Your finger nails pierced his back as you screamed out in pleasure. "Take it all...baby.." "Hey sis do you..." Kozik swung open the door seeing a knife next to the bed with some small red lines on your stomach. "KOZIK GET OUT!!" you screamed pushing Happy off of you, covering yourself in the light blue sheets.

You laughed hard thinking about that time, also making you think dirty thoughts to follow. "Sis.. please.. not here..." you felt your phone vibrate on your hip. The name read "Lorenzo" you sighed putting it on silent. You finished with the fish and fries, plating them on big platters and put them on the table. "Let's eat all!" you smiled over to Kozik and Lily. Everyone sat down at the table engaged in conversation. You felt a slight sharp sensation glide on your thigh. You looked around and then under the table. Happy slid the serraded blade slightly over you theigh. Stealing a glance at you Happy smirked. "Isnt that right Y/N?" your looked up nodding, having no clue what was said. "Defiantly." A fake smile littered your face feeling the sharp edge of the knight glide higher up your thigh towards you core. "Mm, sis this fish is soo good!!" Kozik shoved a piece of the battered fish into his mouth. "Be careful so you don't burn yourself hunny.." Lily looked at her reckless fiancé. "Kozik cant feel much on his tongue since we dared him to drink a bottle of hotsauce." Happy shrugged popping a fry into his mouth setting the blade on your thigh you felt his fingers rub through your pajama pants. The glide of his fingers causing you to suck in a sharp breath you tried to cover by coughing. "Babe, you ok..?" Happy looked over at you. His eyes dilated completely. Nodding you ate another fry and piece of fish. "I was going to take Lily to the ice cream place in town. You guys wanna go with?" "No we are ok." Happy spoke up. "Can I take your jeep sis?" nodding your pointed to the keys on the bar counter.

Hearing the Jeep slowly disappear you stood up going to clear off the plates. "Oh no... I am not letting you clean..." you felt your feet not touching the ground anymore. "Happy..?" "Come on.. need to be in you... NOW.." when it came to Happy and his horneyness you never knew when it would strike. However he must have had the same thought of you... Sharp blades and orgasming was always fun.

“Sick of being surrounded by everyone..” The feeling of his lips slid against your neck. “Happy… They will be back any minute..” his smirk was felt, tickly you neck slightly. “No.. I told Kozik we needed a few things..” Without warning you felt your shorts being pushed down your legs, a hitch in Happys breath as he felt your skin against his hands. “My girl.. only my girl..” His voice seemed different, like he was hungry for you “Babe.. what is wrong?” Happy looked at you slightly and sighed “Lorenzo hurting you, your dad hurting you, I have hurt you.. I just… It has been messing with my head.” “Happy, these last few months have been a roller coaster. The only thing that has kept my head straight is you… and…” reaching your hand against his jeans, your rubbed his hard cock. “Fuck…” Happy sighed in your neck. “Help me forget everything…” The plead could not be unhurd. Happy grabbed your hands and slammed them against the bed. “I will make you forget baby… I promise..” Feeling his rough hands under your shirt, sliding off your bra. His lips went straight to your nipples. He couldn’t hold himself back from forcing your hands against the bed. You where ready for what he was going to give you. “Sis, Hap! It started to storm again. We are back.” “Mother fucker!” Happy growled against you cleavage. With a slight sigh, you slid you shirt over your chest. The opened “Oh shit sorry you two..” “I fucking gave you $100 to find something to do…” Happy groaned louder. “Sorry bro… It started raining and we came home to the cabin..” “I want to fuck your sister into oblivion. Is it too much to ask?” Kozik made a sour face, walking out of the room. “Lets go sweety, we can find a different time to do it.

#Hurricane #happy #happy lowman #happy lowman x reader #sons of anarchy #soa #kozik #herman kozik

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cobythinks · 6 years ago

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The Call: Pt. Seven

Make sure you read the other six parts that you can find at the bottom of my MASTERLIST

Tag List will be Below the cut!

Summary: Roman had wanted to know where he was. What he hadn’t wanted was to be haunted by bits and pieces of memory - all containing the same person. Maybe it would have been better if he didn’t remember after all...

WARNINGS: hospital, mentions of violence, mentions of injuries, PTSD, flashback-kinda-things.

Note** anything in Italics is something that happened in the past. Not necessarily a flashback - I know those are complicated when writing and I don’t wanna pretend I’m super good at it.

Enjoy!

“Oh my god… I thought you were dead!” Roman groaned, rubbing his eyes. When he opened them, he was met with a worried, half brown, half green gaze. They were in the same small room as before, it was just barely light enough for him to make out the colors of the other's eyes.

“What… happened?” Roman croaked, trying to remember. Everything was blurry, all he knew was he felt like crap, he still had no way out of here, and his family was probably going crazy with worry.

“You were just lying there...” the other mumbled. “I didn’t know what to do, you were breathing and had a pulse but I was worried it wouldn’t be enough!” Roman sighed, running a hand down his face.

“Thanks.” he offered his fellow hostage a sad smile. Of course, he remembered now. Roman winced, gently prodding the lump on his head. Whoever these guys were… they really didn’t like him for some reason.

“I’m glad you’re okay.” the man with different eyes sighed, shaking his head. “I can’t get out of here by myself!”

“We’ll think of something,” Roman said firmly, finally sitting up. His head throbbed and dots danced in his vision, but he blinked them away. He had to focus, he had to get himself and the other out of here.

Or they’d die.

Roman opened his eyes, heart pounding. It was lucky he wasn’t hooked up to a heart monitor anymore - they’d taken it off just earlier that day when they decided he wasn’t in any serious danger. It was dark now, and the clock told him it was still the middle of the night. Mom and Ma had fallen asleep on the window seat, and he smiled sadly at them. To his surprise, however, Logan was sitting in the chair next to his bed on his laptop. Virgil and Patton had gone home hours ago, though they didn’t want to. Roman understood they had jobs and things.

The dream replayed through Roman’s head and he grimaced, sitting up. Logan lifted his head.

“Roman? Why aren’t you asleep?”

“I woke up.” Roman rolled his eyes. Logan sighed.

“I know that, obviously. But you need a lot of rest to recover.” he insisted. Roman shrugged, grabbing a notepad and pen from the swinging tray next to his bed. It was probably there to takes notes on symptoms or something, but it was blank. “What are you doing?”

“Nothing.” Roman lied carelessly, uncapping the pen. He scowled and closed his eyes, trying to pull back the dream - or memory. Then he opened his eyes and started to sketch. It was messy, he hadn’t drawn anything for a long time. Logan watched him for a moment, then spoke again.

“What is that?” Roman glanced at him, then kept drawing. “Roman, why are you drawing that?”

“This?” Roman held up the finished sketch. It wasn’t much. He couldn't remember a lot about the other man’s face, just his eyes, and general shape. But it was something.

“Who is that?” Logan asked, adjusting his glasses. Roman sighed, shaking his head.

“I don’t know…” he sighed.

“You don’t know.” Logan echoed, then reached out a hand. Roman shrugged and handed him the notepad.

“I haven’t drawn anything in a while.” He mumbled sheepishly.

“It looks fine.” Logan chuckled, squinting. “Why did you draw him?” Roman hesitated, and Logan looked up at him. “You don’t have to tell me, of course.”

“No, I will,” Roman said quickly. “It’s just… I barely remember anything. Just little pieces, random things that happened. Y’know?” Logan nodded. “But whenever I try to remember anything, I remember his face - and his eyes. He has two different colored eyes. One’s brown and one’s green.”

“Hmm.” Logan narrowed his eyes at the drawing, then shook his head. “Well, I’ve never seen him before I’m afraid.” Roman sighed and lay back down. The ceiling was boring. He remembered seeing the sky while he waited at the gas station the night he returned.

“Y’know what we should do when I get out of here?” Roman asked impulsively.

“What?” Logan asked.

“Go stargazing.” Roman didn’t dare turn his head to see Logan’s reaction.

“Agreed.”

To Be Continued...

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I think that’s all of you! If I did forget, please let me know. If you’d like to be tagged, just ask and I’ll do it! <3

#sanders sides #fanfiction #AU #thomas sanders #ts #Roman #Logan #Patton #Virgil #tw #tw hospital #tw flashbacks #<3 #Human AU

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spookyjuicefiction · 6 years ago

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The Black Diamond - Chapter 1

MASTERLIST

A/N: Kind of a long setup, but it’ll be worth it, I promise. No smut yet! Just a little tasteful burlesque striptease.

BUCKY BARNES X READER

Brown, brown, and more brown. Bucky scowled out the back seat window at the desert which seemed to scroll by on loop like an old movie background. A cactus here, a tumbleweed there. And then again. Welcome to The Middle of Nowhere, Somewhere In America.

“We’ve got to be getting close,” Steve took his eyes from the road momentarily to Natasha, who was sitting shotgun and studying a huge map spread across the dashboard. Cell phone service had disappeared an hour ago, and GPS along with it. Not that the place they were looking for existed on Google Maps. Natasha only frowned.

“If we get stuck out in this wasteland, I’m going to kill you, Rogers,” groaned Sam, peering over Nat’s shoulder. “You said you knew where it was!”

“If the map is accurate, we should be coming up to it any minute now,” Steve replied calmly. “Let’s review the plan in the meantime. Nat?”

Although Bucky could only see the back of her head, he could tell she was rolling her eyes. “You three are escaping your wives in Phoenix for a boys’ getaway up to this club Sam heard about from his buddy at work.”

“Sam?” Steve prompted.

Sighing, Sam sat back. “We picked up Nat hitchhiking on the side of the road. Her boyfriend dumped her, she’s homeless, and she’s desperate for a job. We don’t want to leave town until we know she’s settled in.”

“Good. Buck?”

Bucky looked back out the window into the brown dustland. “Natasha will infiltrate by getting in with the staff and finding out what they know about their employer. Meanwhile, we will befriend the other patrons and locals and gather intel that way. Once we can get a good layout of the place, we search for information.”

“It’s not going to be easy,” said Steve, for the millionth time. “If this guy really is ex-Hydra, he’s not going to be leaving his old paperwork just lying around for anyone to find. Luckily, our intel says news doesn’t travel fast out here and we’re unlikely to be recognized. Hopefully we can slip in and slip out before this guy gets back.”

“How do you know he won’t be there?” Sam asked.

“I don’t,” Steve admitted. “I’m putting trust in our informant. That’s why I brought so many of you. It’s only a club; if it gets ugly, I think we can handle it. But let’s hope it doesn’t come to that.”

“Great,” Sam murmured, “sure, let’s trust the anonymous informant.”

“Check it out,” Nat pointed out the windshield and Sam and Bucky leaned forward to squint. In the distance, a building began to grow out of the horizon. As the car drew closer, they could see it was a fairly large, three-story warehouse, dropped in the middle of the empty landscape on the side of the dirt road. Further down, in the distance, was what appeared to be a small town: Bucky could make out two motels, a gas station, and a shabby grocery store. He wondered where the hell the people lived that worked there, since there was nothing else around.

The building had no sign, but dozens of cars were parked haphazardly all around it and people were lingering near the door, smoking cigarettes and God knows what else. Steve maneuvered the car into an inconspicuous spot and cut the engine, turning in his seat to look at his team.

“Okay. You ready?”

Bucky, Nat, and Sam nodded at him and then one another before stepping out of the car.

Bucky sucked in a breath as the scorching hot air enveloped him the instant he opened the door. He could see the air sizzling over the dirt in the distance, and he felt a pang of longing to be back at the compound, swimming in the cool lap pool. He tried to focus as they drew near to the warehouse, making mental notes of where there were service doors or the occasional boarded window in case they needed to make a quick getaway. A bouncer by the door, nearly as tall and muscular as Steve, gave them an irritated look before gesturing them vaguely inside.

The room inside was nothing like Bucky had expected. Instead of dusty wood floors and cement walls, there was plush plum carpeting and wallpaper decorated with fleur de lis and spiral patterns. Sconces lined the hallway, dripping with crystals that caught the muted light as they twirled in the gust of hot air that followed them through the door. They approached a mahogany desk manned by an attractive young woman who bestowed a sickeningly sweet smile onto them.

“Well, well, well,” she cooed in a voice that had to be faked, “What do we have here? We don’t usually get such good looking boys around these parts.” She winked at Bucky. “Are you here for the show?”

“They are,” Nat stepped forward, pushing her chest out, leaning over the desk and adopting a southern accent, “but I’m lookin’ for work. I ain’t as pretty as you, but maybe there’s something I can do?”

The girl behind the desk frowned at her at first, and then cocked her head. “Hmm. Actually, you might just be his type. I’ll see what I can do.” She snapped her fingers suddenly and two men in black suits appeared.

“See if we can find a job for this gal,” she said to them in the sweet voice, and they obediently led Natasha out of the room. Nat threw a last glance at them over her shoulder and tapped her wrist, their sign for “I got this, don’t worry”.

“Show’s standin’ room only tonight,” chirped the girl, turning back to them. “Sold out.”

“Wow,” said Sam, raising his brows, “does it usually sell out?” Bucky was apparently not the only one to think this was odd, considering the remoteness of the club.

“It does when Bombalurina performs,” the girl cooed with another wink. “Trust me, boys, you won’t wanna miss it.”

Steve, Sam, and Bucky were ushered by another pretty girl through a set of double doors into the lounge area brimming with people. The bar in the back was packed shoulder to shoulder, while the small round tables throughout the room were so crowded, the guys could hardly scoot through the room. They found a spot along the wall at the opposite side from the door where they could see the stage, which extended into a catwalk that cut the room in half. They stood in silence, politely shooing away a girl with a drink tray while they studied the room around them. To Bucky’s surprise, it was not just creepy older men in the crowd for the show, but women too, most of whom appeared dignified and well-manicured. It was strange to see so many high-society folks at this warehouse in the middle of the desert. What exactly was going on here?

“Most of these girls aren’t eighteen, much less twenty-one,” murmured Sam as another shot girl walked by, smiling at them shyly.

“Yeah. It’s too dark in here to tell, but I’ll bet most of them look like they’ve been through some stuff. You don’t end up working out here if you’ve had an easy life,” Steve responded, sounding worried.

Just then, the room went black as the spotlights blasted the stage with light, illuminating a short, thin man with oiled back hair and a glittering tuxedo. He was wearing more makeup than nearly any woman Bucky had ever seen in his life.

“Hello and good evening to all of you freaks, geeks, chics, and sharks!” he boomed into the microphone, and was greeted with loud laughter and applause. “My name is Luxardo and I am pleased as punch to be your host for the evening! Gird your loins, clutch your pearls, and loosen your belts because you are in for a night of tantalizing beauty and sensual sexuality that will take your breath away!”

Bucky ground his teeth as Luxardo yammered on for another few moments, cracking dirty jokes that had the crowd laughing with delight and Steve blushing scarlet. When the first number came out, a troupe of scantily-clad dancing girls, Sam leaned over and whispered, “Maybe you ought to turn your back, Cap. Wouldn’t want to offend these girls’ delicate sensibilities.” Steve slugged him, and even Bucky had to chuckle a little.

Scantily clad dancing girls turned out to be the majority of the program, to no one’s surprise except perhaps Steve, and Bucky had become fidgety and restless by the time Luxardo returned to the microphone over an hour later.

“Dearly esteemed guests of The Black Diamond, we humbly thank you for supporting our little show. And as the sweetest, richest, most decadent dessert we could offer, please enjoy our final number: the Queen of Diamonds herself, Bombalurina.”

A hush fell over the crowd in such an odd way that Bucky felt himself snapping to attention. The stage went dark, and then one, single spotlight lit center stage. A sensual, jazzy tune began to play, and a woman began emerging from the floor with her back to the audience. When she was fully above the stage, the music paused dramatically. In the instant that she spun around to face the room, the music crescendoed and the stage lit up in blues and pinks, showing her in full, technicolor detail.

That was the first moment of Bucky Barnes’s life.

He was sure of it. He had never existed, never breathed, never seen a single thing, until this very moment. Until he saw her for the first time.

He forgot everything. He went deaf. All he could do was look at her, watch her as she sauntered down the stage in her glittering, sequined dress. All he ever wanted to see again was the way her red lips moved along with some music that he could no longer hear. It didn’t matter, nothing did, so long as her eyes, her hair, and her skin existed in the world. In his world.

He watched the number as if in a dream, foggy and surreal as though under water, and he could not move nor even feel his body. First she was only dancing, and then she began taking off her clothes. First gloves, then dress, then, hook by hook, the corset that held the secret of her chest from him. Somewhere, the recesses of his mind told him he should look away, but he could not bring himself to do it. She turned, swaying back to the spot where she started, and planted her feet. On one beat, she tore open corset and dropped it to the ground beside her. On the next beat, the final beat, she spun around, hitting a stunning pose with her pastied breasts exposed -- and locking her eyes with his.

The room erupted into cheers around Bucky as he stood motionless and transfixed, their eye contact intense and certain. Bombalurina stood still too, locked in her pose, and he was sure he saw her cock her brow at him before she broke the spell and turned to take her bow.

“Wow,” he heard Steve breathe beside him and turned to his friend, blinking away the dream, “she’s something, isn’t she?”

“Yeah,” Bucky agreed, feeling a little woozy and leaning against the wall subtly for support.

“I guess we know why people come out here,” observed Sam, motioning to the way the whole room was on their feet, clapping and whooping and catcalling.

“You got that right.” The guys jumped at Natasha’s voice as she emerged from a curtain next to where they stood, bearing a tray and apparently collecting empty glasses. “The men are all in love with her, and the women all want to be her.” Reading their looks of surprise, she explained, “They were busy so they hired me on the spot. I’ll catch you guys back at the hotel later and we can debrief.”

Steve nodded briskly to her and watched her disappear into the crowd before turning to Sam and Bucky.

“We’d better get out of here. I saw a few guys from the CIA that might recognize us if they sober up enough.”

“The CIA?” Bucky asked incredulously. The Black Diamond apparently had some serious reach. Before they could take two steps, however, a man in a black suit appeared in front of them. He was tall and muscular, like the bouncer had been, and was holding a rather large martini.

“The Queen would like a word with you all in her dressing room,” he said quietly.

“The Queen?” Steve asked, surprised.

“Bombalurina,” the man replied. “She won’t be kept waiting. Come.”

The man in the black suit set off, weaving through the tables, and the guys could only exchange a quick look before turning to follow. He led them through a door behind a curtain that was apparently the backstage area, scattered with glitter and feathers and lingering puffs of perfume. Bucky, Steve, and Sam followed the man through a labyrinth of purple hallways until, at length, they reached a red door with a gold star on it. Bucky took in a breath as the man knocked gently.

From within, a woman’s voice called back, “Come in.”

The man in the black suit pushed through the door, the Avengers filing in behind him.

“Ah, thank you darling,” came the woman’s voice again. Presumably, she had been handed the large martini. Bucky found that he was afraid to look at her, as if it might hurt, like looking at the sun. At last, he slowly raised his eyes.

She sat with her back to them at a large vanity table, fussing with some makeup and sipping the martini. Finally, she looked up at their reflections in the mirror, a coy smile spreading across her perfect red lips.

“Well. Captain America. Now, this is a surprise.”

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normal-goatboy · 6 years ago

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21 Questions

Tagged by @will-and-her-fandoms, who apparently almost got stomped w hooves for real?? The things you learn from these. Glad you’re alive, bud.

I’m not gonna tag anyone but if you wanna do this, tag me so I can get the deets bb

Nickname: Woof I have a few. My dad calls me Big Earl, friends from home sometimes use Canda Panda, my main squad here uses Sloots and Krampus. I’m not going to bother to explain any of these

Zodiac: Pisces

Height: Bout 5′9

Last movie I saw: Mary Poppins Returns with my family over Christmas.

Last thing I googled: Temple of Doom - I was fact-checking a joke cause that’s How I Am

Favourite musician: First favorite: Green Day; Current favorite: Tierra Whack; Eternal favorite: Jeffrey Lewis

Song stuck in my head: FFFfffff fucking What Do You Do With a BA in English from Avenue Q cause my boss and I were discussing hiring and applications and people with degrees not finding jobs and it just fucking set it off

Other blogs: Nope I pile it all on here

Do I get asks: Yeah sometimes when I ask for asks

Following: 150 or so

Amount of sleep: Usually like 6

Lucky number: None - numbers don’t get along with me

What I’m wearing: Black leggings, black hoodie dress, black beanie

Dream job: Hmm maybe like a project archivist? I saw once at the Warhol Museum there was a team going through all these boxes full of just mail and drawings and random stuff ol boy had saved up over like 30 years and thought to myself “that’d be a fun ass job.”

Dream trip: I’m always about a good road trip. Anywhere with good food and someone local to show me around tbh

Play any instuments: Nah, not really. I used to be active within a music scene, but more on the promotional side. I can sort of play bass and piano but I can’t read music very well at all

Languages: English and enough Spanish to get by with my Spanish-speaking library patrons

Favourite songs: Here’s some songs which are now part of my DNA: Fat Lip - Sum 41, Twin Size Mattress - The Front Bottoms, Ghost of Corporate Future - Regina Spektor, The Predatory Wasp of the Palisades is Out to Get Us - Sufjan Stevens, Money Trees - Kendrick Lamar, FOR I AM THE LIGHT (AND MINE IS THE ONLY WAY NOW) - Lingua Ignota, Going to Georgia - The Mountain Goats

You know what? I got a playlist with my current jams if you’re interested

Random fact: I got my cat the month after I’d finished a James Joyce seminar and named him Buck Mulligan after a character in Ulysses. I don’t tell people often cause it’s so dang pretentious ugh god

Describe yourself as aesthetic: Old windows, rain on pavement, a very long pause after a question, porch sitting, gas station snacks, stacks of books with notes jammed inside, jars full of change, clutter, clutter, clutter

#21 questions #tag!#catching up on these

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thrufiyah · 3 years ago

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Midnight Sept 28 2021 12:30am

Midnight thoughts

Finally got babygirl to go to sleep hopefully she’ll stay asleep. Homeboy over here dont even know I got up or that I’m sitting up typing rn ha smh. Anyway... honestly... lately been feeling lonely but with support if that makes sense...

Lots of paperwork here to fill out reg benefits, insurance, etc but it’s working out gradually. might be able to get a cabin soon for my own lil fam so we’ll see how that works out and we plan to move next year so we’ll see how that works out too...

kinda leaning towards going our own way bc its a lotta hands involved and the left doesn’t always know what the right is doing or diff views on everything kinda confusing rn but itll work out

def an adjustment period. but just kinda feel lonely bc not rly anyone to talk to about honest thoughts? honestly? sometimes doubting... but excited in planning? now that were officially getting our own room to fill up w our own stuff is kinda sorta cool but not sure how it will go when the weather is bad

just gonna just keep typing as i go until i get rudely interrupted. lol

kinda bummed that i won’t be able to do this once lo arrives bc thatll be two bebes to constantly watch and never have time for myself

i always told myself not to have kids until i was financially stable and i broke the one promise to myself...... the one thing i didn’t want for my life..... but GOD you make a way when there’s no way

what else... worried about bebe growing if she’s ok normal all parts eating enough growing enough just idk.. always gonna be wondering...

ill even be wondering when both kids grow up and things will come up like disabilities along the way and that scares me. not in the fact that i can’t handle it but how their life will be as they grow up

just hoping they have everything that they need and grow up happy and feel loved all the time and able to express themselves....

my patience does run thin these days but maybe its my hormones? but again maybe not lol haha

wow everytime i come back here i feel different and im always at a different stage in my life.

missing my family in the way of how they remind me of who i am and where i came from they say ive grown up and that im independent but idk how much of that is really true

what else... dont rly talk to anyone much either... if anything it’s hb’s mom and then hb and even that isn’t much

daylight savings time is diff - sun didn’t go down until 7pm-8pm and it felt different. finally found my favorite grocery store that gives me a little piece of home and got to see a new side of town with the shops near the mall.. that was exciting lol

it’s really such a trip how much of a stop life is at the moment rn but i guess its a way to tell me we got to slow down hashtag cashaley haha

teddyswims and allenstone were dope on that yt video though lol

i oughta listen to more music to mellow out! haha. DEF need my own headphones or earpods... which HB didn’t give away my freakin mpower flames... lol. but headphones be hurting my ears but also i be needing them sometimes to chill or watch a movie

idk what the future holds but im holding on jesus lol im holding on....

hmm what else. lately ive been WAY TOO addicted to chocolate... and hmm what else... i need a journal just for notes like shopping lists, to do lists... etc.

glad im back in the tumblr and pinterest world lol. but pinterest to me seem like fleeting dreams and a whole lotta money mama does NOT have haha

hoping my work visa comes in soon so that i can apply for the residency one in december as soon as baby is born lol.

i can’t believe i dont remember if i bled a lot or not after giving birth last year... but last year was such a year of turmoil trials and tribulations... so to me i get it.. but yeah anyway

it’s weird... i feelike im here and not here.. maybe bc of lockdown and now in level 3 but a lot of empty dreams happening! but goals are def being met and worked on and completed so i can’t complain about that

i get worried everyday if bebe in there is still kicking so many horrifying and sad stories around the world its just no way to protect your kids idek

as far as self care... i was kind of doing it but at least im cleaning more and helping around the house more? i just hope im not slacking where it’s most important

what else.... hm.... what else is on my mind tonight. body be SORE LIKE A MF. from having to be a 25/8 366 day arm pillow, having huge ass legs to lay on my side, damn i miss my side lmao, to having to share a freakin blanket lmao.

idk just a lot going on and not rly any outlet to do. this mf still aint notice im sitting here lol anyway

what else is on my mind.... for some reason i really wanna find more haircare stuff lol. i need pa’us lol and rubberbands, scrunchies, bins, what else... idek but i need it alll please and thank you lol

babygirl is kod rn so cute but baby just dont move sleep peacefully by yourself for now haha

anyway we’ll find out this week if we’re gonna move to the next chapter and hopefully nana approves of our new plan idek

what else... i swear i clean up and two seconds later its a mess again in here

trying not to be too paranoid about stuff in here but it gets to me when they all start to puss ugh yuck fkn gross man but well get by maybe the nzbugs aint used to american fat skin haha

fitness is something im def looking forward to out here... kinda need to go for walks more often whether its just down the street or the small park nearby which here is called the bush lol

dont even get me startttttted on vocabulary... lets see what ive learned so far here...

bush / wop wops - foresty tree area, gumboots - rainboots, jumper - jacket or longsleeve? dairy/superette - small convenience store not connected to a gas station, what else... rubbish - trash... idek cant think of anything else... oh chocolate is specifically chocolate and lollies are gummies and others i guess... newspaper rolling for all food leftover or compost i guess... idk thats all i can think of for now

what else..... that was GROSS bruh. haha tay said don’t lose your venacular... lol. maybe if i keep listening to throwbacks that remind me of home...

ok i feel better i guess now that i wrote down some thoughts gonna try to put these clothes away and then get some rest for tomorrow

kbye!

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reginaldqueribundus · 7 years ago

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Countdown to Infinity War

Doesn’t Count: The Destroyer from Thor (2011)

“BWOMMMP”

Heart of Flame, Skin of Steel – a story in four acts by Me, starring the Destroyer

ACT I

frost giants: where the fuck is that box

The Destroyer: OH HEY WHAT’S UP GUYS WANNA FIND OUT HOW I GOT MY NAME BWOMMMMP

ACT II

The Destroyer: I’M NOT EVEN IN THIS PART WHAT THE HECK

ACT III

The Destroyer: AWW YEAH TIME TO DESTROY STUFF

Coulson: hey are you one of Tony’s toys

The Destroyer: THAT’S REALLY CUTE YOU THINK SO, I’M FLATTERED, ANYWAYS BWOMMMMP

random townspeople: omg no please don’t destroy our 7-Eleven, it was the only product placement we could afford

The Destroyer: OH GEEZ HMM LEMME THINK ABOUT IT BWOMMMMP

Thor: verily killeth me and leave all these people alone

The Destroyer: AW SHUCKS YOU GOT YOURSELF A DEAL

The Destroyer: NOW I COULD JUST OBLITERATE YOU WITH MY FACE-LASER LIKE LITERALLY EVERYTHING ELSE. BUT Y’KNOW WHAT I GOTTA WORK ON MY BACKHAND IF I'M EVER GONNA DEFEAT SERENA WILLIAMS SO BAP

ACT IV

Thor: sike!

The Destroyer: FUCK

EPILOGUE

The Destroyer: OH NO I WAS DESTROYED WHAT IRONY

me: sorry Destroyer, you’re kind of awesome but you don’t count as a villain because you’re just a mindless golem or whatever. but good news, Twentieth Century Fox thinks you’re so cool in five years they’re going to completely rip off your design for the Sentinels in X-Men: Apocalypse!

The Destroyer: YAYYYYYYYYY

end credits music: [to the tune of “Hey There Delilah”]

♫ Hey there Destroyer, what’s it like in Asgard City ♪ ♪ I’m a million miles away but your eye beams still look so pretty, yes they do The whole Bifrost can’t shine as bright as you, I swear it’s true

Hey there Destroyer, why’d you blow up that gas station ♫ You’re the raddest suit of animated armour in creation, so it seems You should’ve killed him with your laser beams, maybe in my dreams

Ohhhh, look what you did to Thor! Oh, look what you did to Thor Ohhhh, look what you did to Thor! Oh, you made him really sore But now you’re on the floor ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪

[PREVIOUS] Marvel Villain Countdown | in order [NEXT]

#mcu #marvel cinematic universe #mcu villains #ranking #villain countdown #a post by me™#countdown to infinity war #the destroyer #thor #thor 2011 #hey there delilah

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simkjrs · 7 years ago

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msa ch3 asks

Anonymous said: I love how msa Izuku comes across as an honest to god cryptid: can't see his face, absolutely the kind of person you'd find at a gas station at 3 am, doesn't want attention, most likely distant cousins with Mothman

msa au is just me fulfilling all of my ‘protagonist is a cryptid’ dreams by making msa izuku as cryptid as possible. favorite character archetype: cryptid

Anonymous said: so the msa au is my life right now thank u for that & I just read through the update twice so thank you for that x2 and I had to go back and look for Izuku and Kirishima's deal when it came up again and realized oh hey Kirishima agreed not to try and stop Izuku from leaving after 3 minutes and they didn't put a time limit on that i wonder if that'll come up again (& then my brain jumped to Izuku using that Forever. "we had a deal" every time it comes up. he cannot be stopped bc kiri promised)

got it in one!! izuku will abuse the wording of that deal forever if he can. good eye!

Anonymous said: relatability of msa izuku: trying, doesnt trust feds, inability to sleep, ready to jump out 4th story window at a moments notice, anti-attention-

that’s msa izuku living the cryptid life of his dreams

Anonymous said: So wait you don't have to answer this if it's a spoiler but the collarbone blood tattoo™ is what's making deku's existence confusing to electronics, maybe?

yep, you got it! normally izuku is able to keep his presence from overtly affecting the electronics around him but scripting really starts messing with them.

Anonymous said: quirkless msa deku anon and can i just say that deku looking eraserhead straight in the eye with lie detector policeman there and him saying "i don't have a quirk" and said policeman not detecting a lie is arguably the best thing i have thought of today.

tsukauchi: tsukauchi: wh tsukuachi: how did you even do all of [gestures at ch2 events] that without a quirk? izuku: it’s a special talent of mine.

Anonymous said: I just read chapter 3 and oh my god oh my god oh my god. Your Izuku is who i aspire to be 24:7. Like everything he says makes me want to cry and laugh at the same time. You did good. <3

haha we are all aspiring to izuku’s levels of impromptu sass. im glad you liked the new chapter!

Anonymous said: I'm probs rlly late cuz I Love in GMT+1 which means 9 HOURS of difference but I love your writing. Man, dude, being from beyond time and space, you always manage to create the perfect harmony between comedy and suspense that has you giggling while trying to figure out the mysteries of the universe. Just. OH BOI.

this ask is so funny and sweet at the same time. i love you

@arinrowan said: it's kind of ironic that msa!izuku is exactly the kind of person who would benefit from friendship with/interacting with canon izuku.

msa izuku would benefit from friendship in general but you’re right. he needs the kind of quiet but aggressive support that canon izuku gives

Anonymous said: Cuz I'm trying to see if I can figure this out, by "told me about Kamino Ward", does that mean that Izuku tipped kirishima that that was where bakugou was? How did he know tho, did baku's spirit go to him and tell him that? Did izuku actually play a part in the rescue???? So many questions

THE ANSWER TO ALL OF THESE... [spoiler alert] is actually ‘yes.’ more soon...

Anonymous said: when they start asking questions abt kamino ward at some point he just gets fed up and says "I JUST DID IT BECAUSE THE GODDAMN CAT WOULDNT LEAVE ME ALONE. I DONT EVEN LIKE BAKUGOU" and the heroes are like :0? what if, we brought bakugou here?

izuku doesn’t even acknowledge that the kamino ward incident happens it’s like theyre just talking to a brick wall

Anonymous said: Izuku has no control over his own sass anymore and it's glorious?? Says "that'll be 500 yen" and looks surprised at himslef, says "now it's 600 yen" and looks downright mortified, the sass is too much for his smol body, sassmaster izuku ftw

to quote @salvainterra, “i love the fact that izuku never stops even when he himself thinks he should stop.” izuku listens to every nonviolent intrusive thought that crosses his mind and it both incredible and unfortunate. izuku is no longer bound by human limits

Anonymous said: msa izuku is the living embodiment of the "fuck this shit im out" song

ABSOLUTELY

Anonymous said: tbh when msa chapter 3 said that izuku slept 12 hours at nighteye's office, i was guessing that he would just passive aggressively sleep as much as possible for as long as they had him. won't give them the satisfaction of watching him wander around in his holding cell. hes in the middle of the interrogation and he puts his head down and goes to sleep (btw love your work!)

haha no he was just so exhausted he passed out for 12 hours. he hasn’t had a good nights sleep in weeks, as soon as all [gestures at ch2] this was over he just crashed

Anonymous said: Wow the new chapter is great!! Stellar as always. I can't help but imagine what's going on from Izuku's point of view with the spirits. Am I the only one who thinks Aizawa's spirit was trying to apologize or something when Izuku talked about not being forced into anything?

there was definitely some spirit stuff happening... i will say that aizawa’s fox spirit is the one who asked/persuaded izuku to tell aizawa what was Up with his quirk

Anonymous said: tbh i want to see them question izuku with a lie-detector quirk or something. like he'll say something positively ridiculous and everyone's gonna go "wait wtf he's telling the truth??!!?!!?!?!?!?"

hoho... well... buddy im not gonna say anything...

Anonymous said: Hello! I found your works recently and have an insane amount of time in the past few days going through it all, cause is all beautiful. I want to scream at you about all of them but you only get so many words with this so I'll focus on msa rn and I read chapter 3 of msa last night and since then I've been switching laughing at Izuku's sass, crying cause Izuku has so much angst involved him and I just wanna hug him, and screaming cause whAT WAS THAT CLIFFHANGER?!! Just what. Thanks for ur works-A

THANKS, thats the kind of reaction i aim for when i write something. im super happy you liked it!! <3

Anonymous said: Technically his quirk is "Being alive" or "Having a functioning body" but saying that would probably end with the same blank stares. As a side note, in the manga (and canon in general) they mentioned quirks are activated by the 'quirk factor energy' or whatever... Do you think that might mean that people who are quirkless just don't naturally have enough quirk energy to activate their latent quirks? it would also make some sense from an evolutionary standpoint, the glowing baby is from the first

generation that had enough of the qfe to actually manifest their quirk and after that generation the lowering number of quirkless could be attributed to those that have a deficit in the production of said energy and they might actually have latent quirks. The pinky toe missing could be the final mutation that causes them to have enough energy for their quirks to work.. The only issue with the theory I see is OFA not awakening latent quirks with it's energy jumpstart...

i think that’s a pretty good theory! it lines up pretty well w/ the worldbuilding in msa. as for afo, :3c

Anonymous said: Hey uh.. I know this is probably 100% non canon in your AU but I was re-reading your MSA fic and I misread something that made me think that Izuku is actually dead and his body is actually being run by his guardian spirit who possessed his body/took his place when he died... *sweats* Its a really weird.. dark idea but I thought it was sorta cool and you might like it..? um.. I'll just let myself out now

god yeah that would be so dark and everything in msa would actually be even worse than it was before

Anonymous said: When deku explains nighteye's quirk i can only think of that's so raven.

theyre valid questions...

Anonymous said: I spent my break reading the asks sent to you RE: chapter 3 of msa and I cannot stop fucking laughing over "look eraserhead dead in the eyes and tell him you don't have a quirk" thank GOD I'm supposed to be happy and smiley to everyone

honestly, this is conceptually such a powerful moment that i can’t not put it in the fic now

Anonymous said: msa izuka finally get set free but kiri has started following him around. States its official hero business but really just wants to see what other "cool shit" izuka will do.

izuku pulls an Official Cryptid Move (tm) and disappears while walking thru a liminal space

Anonymous said: i love that when aizawa starts asking about deku's quirk he's like, 'screw this i'm answering in riddles now'. this is such a great fic!!

Anonymous said: “It’s a secret,” he says. “A secret that no one knows, that one will suffer, and one-half loathes. Who knows if it’s true or not? The only thing we can confidently say is that it’s one thing that should not be.” Okay, so this is probably one of my favourite little scenes from your fic, partially because it sounds so ominous and badass and makes pretty much no sense. I loved your update, I was so tense the entire time I was reading it, but also giggling hysterically because /Izuku/ just - Izukus

hmm i sure do wonder where izuku got that riddle from... and what it means...

this riddle is just izuku complaining about everything because as long as he’s in this situation, he might as well make it perfectly clear how unhappy he is about EVERYTHING. when else is he going to have an audience for him complaining about his various maladies

Anonymous said: I think that a part thats particularly true to izuku's character is when kirishima makes the observation "damn maybe it IS good we arrested him so he can sleep" & izuku goes into a miniature coma for 12 hours bc being arrested presented the perfect opportunity for him to finally be able to sleep

nfdfsljndslfnjdf YEAH, everyone please stop this child it’s for his own good

Anonymous said: Reading know what i've made by the marks on my hands is really terrifying when not in Izuku's pov because you now know how scary?? it is for some other characters and Izuku looks crazy-- but you know he's not because cheesus???? This kid???????? Honestly I love it so much, thanks for your amazing writing and I want you to know that I enjoy it a LOT.

that’s the goal... showing how weird and strange and bizarre izuku is from everyone else’s point of view... i loved the outside pov bc i got the chance to show how much of a cryptid izuku is, something that izuku himself isn’t even aware of and thus would not make it into his pov

Anonymous said: anon who ((still)) hasn't read bnha here. chapter 3 of msa is amazing. i cannot get over the sheer amount of sass found in such a smol boy. also kirishima is quickly becoming my favorite character because of how supportive and caring he is. kirishima/deku is apparently now something to add to my armada of ships. for that i thank you. also i cannot wait for deku to meet spirit!one for all. it will either be glorious or horrible.

haha im always happy to introduce someone to the wonders of kiri/deku!! its an extremely good friendship... and in my professional opinion everyone should get on it and make it the Hot New Thing. as for ofa, ;3c

Anonymous said: I just thought of this but during Aizawa's interrogation I could totally see his spirit just blatantly looking away from Izuku while Aizawa is asking about his benefactor.

HAHA YUP, i love izuku saying all kinds of stuff about spirits and no one can make any sense of it and meanwhile the spirits are trying to tell him to stop. but izuku cannot and will not be stopped from passive aggressively vaguing about them. he WILL get his complaints in if its the last thing he does

Anonymous said: “I just fixed your entire Quirk, you cabbage.” I'm sorry but this. This is beautiful. I'M GOING TO GO AROUND CALLING PEOPLE CABBAGE NOW

i was worried it was a bit of an overused classic internet insult but this is reassuring :p

Anonymous said: every word that comes out of MSA Izuku's mouth is a blessing

but not to our three heroes and their intrepid intern sidekick...

Anonymous said: Shit after the msa chapter i've got so many questions about Kamino. Did the rescue occur the same with minor variations? Is AfO still down? Did All Might fckin die? Has OfA been passed down yet? I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS

im uncreative and unoriginal with canon events so we’ll see.... we’ll see.

Anonymous said: MSA CHAPTER 4! I just found it today and I'm already rereading it. I did not know how much I needed sassy dead inside izuku. I Love this fic so much! That cliff hanger was so good! I'm so exciting to see more of izuku's pov. I love kiri but like I can't get enough of this izuku and his thoughts and reactions to things. This is so well written. The pacing in chapter 2 was so good. It felt like a heist and then keeping the readers guessing with not knowing if he was gonna get away was so good!

thank you so much!! im really glad you enjoyed the story that much <3 <3 sassy izuku is a pleasure to write honestly, can’t wait to see him more in future chapters

Anonymous said: Ohhhhhh you should update msa! It's so unbelievably good! I love the interaction between kirishima and izuku! Like I'm so excited to learn more about kamino ward and how that's gonna affect izuku going free and keeping his identy safe

:3c

Anonymous said: In chalter 2 of the msa au, did Kirishima think anything about how Deku said "I swear to every spirit I know"?

he dismissed it as a kind of weird, niche turn of phrase. like oh, guess this guy believes in spirits and junk, but im more worried about literally every other weird thing he’s done today

Anonymous said: So does MSA!Izuku always mess with attempts to record his presence? I feel like this would be kind of a major problem when it comes to getting himself a school ID or the like. (He's going to school somewhere, so he must have a school ID stashed somewhere). You know, they could potentially use this to track his identity down. They can try contacting schools to see if any had issues with one student needing to have an excessive number of photo retakes.

nope, usually izuku can keep it under control! the blood sigil on his collarbone is what really let him passively affect the electronics.

Anonymous said: Ok so msa!Izuku says "he shouldn't" exists, and when I first read that I was really confused, do you mean he shouldn't exist in the way that he sees things he shouldn't, or that he literally should not exists and Inko has no freaking clue where he came from/he was not a planned child?

yes to the first proposal. other than that, spoilers...

#I ACCIDENTALLY POSTED THIS BEFORE I FINISHED ABORT ABORT ABORT #ok i finished we're all good now.#ask #ask compilation #msa stuff

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jxkewxrd · 7 years ago

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200 Things About Me

200: My crush’s name is: John. (Fischer) @fxscher 199: I was born in: 1999 198: I am really: fucking fun  197: My cellphone company is: Verizon 196: My eye color is: Brown 195: My shoe size is: depends on brand. Nike: 15 Adidas: 14  194: My ring size is: idfk lol 193: My height is: 6’ 2’’ 192: I am allergic to: poison ivy  191: My 1st car was: 2001 toyota camery 190: My 1st job was: Dishwasher at a Buffett Restaurant  189: Last book you read: The Soloist  188: My bed is: comfortable  187: My pet: my dog, Harlee 186: My best friend: @fxscher also my boyfriend 185: My favorite shampoo is: well my mom does hair so idk 184: Xbox or ps3: Xbox all the way 183: Piggy banks are: overrated  182: In my pockets: are black holes 181: On my calendar: blank months 180: Marriage is: a huge goal of mine and im so excited for it 179: Spongebob can: run me over in his boat and i would thank him  178: My mom: is the best in the world even tho we have many disagreements. Love her 177: The last three songs I bought were? None bitch tf i have spotify premium  176: Last YouTube video watched: uhm for sure the music video for camp rock “we cant back down”  175: How many cousins do you have? Bitch i don’t know, a lot 174: Do you have any siblings? Twin brother. Little brother. Little sister.  173: Are your parents divorced? Nope 172: Are you taller than your mom? For sure 171: Do you play an instrument? Do i look like a band/orchestra kid lmaoo 170: What did you do yesterday? I don’t even remember what I did 20 min ago stop

[ I Believe In ] 169: Love at first sight: of course 168: Luck: yes 167: Fate: yes 166: Yourself: uh yes bitch 165: Aliens: universe is too small to not believe 164: Heaven: YES 163: Hell: Eh 162: God: OF COURSE  161: Horoscopes: yes 160: Soul mates: yes 159: Ghosts: yes 158: Gay Marriage: im gay so yes hoe 157: War: uh yeah  156: Orbs: yes 155: Magic: yes duh

[ This or That ] 154: Hugs or Kisses: both bitch 153: Drunk or High: why not BOTH  152: Phone or Online: online 151: Red heads or Black haired: neither lmao 150: Blondes or Brunettes: brunettes but im gay so 149: Hot or cold: bitch. Hot for sure but christmas isnt christmas without cold weather  148: Summer or winter: summer 147: Autumn or Spring: here in ohio we call it “fall” 146: Chocolate or vanilla: vanilla  145: Night or Day: both 144: Oranges or Apples: apples 143: Curly or Straight hair: dont care 142: McDonalds or Burger King: mcdicks bitch 141: White Chocolate or Milk Chocolate: is that racist😉 jk but forsure white chocolate  140: Mac or PC: MAC 139: Flip flops or high heals: neither lmao 138: Ugly and rich OR sweet and poor: how and RICH AND SWEET fuck the sterotype  137: Coke or Pepsi: COKE-aine  136: Hillary or Obama: obama lol 135: Burried or cremated: uhm idk idrc i lowkey wanna be cremated and thrown in the ground with some tree seeds  134: Singing or Dancing: both 133: Coach or Chanel: chanel 132: Kat McPhee or Taylor Hicks: who are they 131: Small town or Big city: big city 130: Wal-Mart or Target: target 129: Ben Stiller or Adam Sandler: neither 128: Manicure or Pedicure: idk 127: East Coast or West Coast: west coast for sure  126: Your Birthday or Christmas: dont care enough 125: Chocolate or Flowers: flowers i dont need to be happy AND fat 124: Disney or Six Flags: havent been to either 123: Yankees or Red Sox: this is tumblr we dont care about sports on here

[ Here’s What I Think About ] 122: War: i dont care #MakeAmericaGreatAgain 121: George Bush: fuck u 120: Gay Marriage: yes bitch we do what we want 119: The presidential election: i love donald trump 118: Abortion: under certain circumstances should it be okay. If you’re doing it bc you fucked up, that child doesnt deserve to not have a life because of your poor choices sorry 117: MySpace: dumb 116: Reality TV: love it 115: Parents: love them but back tf off 114: Back stabbers: i’ll fucking ruin your life  113: Ebay: what 112: Facebook: hi 111: Work: love my job so much 110: My Neighbors: ok this bitch who lives next to us is psycho and wants to literally BE my mom i feel like im in an LMN movie sometimes 109: Gas Prices: fucking really dude like go back to the way they were before the hurricanes  108: Designer Clothes: LOVE LOVE LOVE 107: College: I love it so much can’g wait to graduate  106: Sports: dumb 105: My family: love them 104: The future: ony God knows, he has a plan for me

[ Last time I ] 103: Hugged someone: idfk 102: Last time you ate: like 2 hrs ago 101: Saw someone I haven’t seen in awhile: today 100: Cried in front of someone: months 99: Went to a movie theater: months 98: Took a vacation: June 97: Swam in a pool: August  96: Changed a diaper: never 95: Got my nails done: never 94: Went to a wedding: years ago 93: Broke a bone: never 92: Got a peircing: never 91: Broke the law: idk today i guess when i went 60 in a 35 90: Texted: hour ago

[ MISC ] 89: Who makes you laugh the most: my dog bruh and my boyfriend and sometimes cece😉 88: Something I will really miss when I leave home is: my dog and my mom 87: The last movie I saw: Norma Rae 86: The thing that I’m looking forward to the most: a future with my boyfriend 85: The thing im not looking forward to: being poor when im out of college 84: People call me: gay 83: The most difficult thing to do is: ignore the negativity  82: I have gotten a speeding ticket: nope 81: My zodiac sign is: taurus 80: The first person i talked to today was: john 79: First time you had a crush: bitch i used to be heartless  78: The one person who i can’t hide things from: john or gabby  77: Last time someone said something you were thinking: lost brain cells thinking about this 76: Right now I am talking to: no one 75: What are you going to do when you grow up: own my own coffee franchise or ya know get rocognized for something dumb and get famous  74: I have/will get a job: yes i work at subway 73: Tomorrow: i work 72: Today: i worked 71: Next Summer: im gonna work 70: Next Weekend: im gonna work 69: I have these pets: dog 68: The worst sound in the world: dfc 67: The person that makes me cry the most is: not one person has made me cry in 5 years 66: People that make you happy: my boy 65: Last time I cried: like 5 min ago bc tears of happiness thru music 64: My friends are: the best i’ll ever have 63: My computer is: if only i had one 62: My School: Mount St. Joseph University  61: My Car: needs a little work 60: I lose all respect for people who: are rude af 59: The movie I cried at was: too many 58: Your hair color is: brown 57: TV shows you watch: usually pretty little liars 56: Favorite web site: 😉 55: Your dream vacation: sicily, italy  54: The worst pain I was ever in was: when i wanted to kill myself for like 5 years 53: How do you like your steak cooked: idk  52: My room is: simple, classy n cozy 51: My favorite celebrity is: like really idk 50: Where would you like to be: sleeping 49: Do you want children: maybe 48: Ever been in love: yes 47: Who’s your best friend: my bf and gabby and cece 46: More guy friends or girl friends: girl 45: One thing that makes you feel great is: eating healthy and drinking coffee 44: One person that you wish you could see right now: my boy 43: Do you have a 5 year plan: no 42: Have you made a list of things to do before you die: ya 41: Have you pre-named your children: ya 40: Last person I got mad at: the person who accused my bf of sexual assault  39: I would like to move to: a beach 38: I wish I was a professional: in BUSINESS

[ My Favorites ] 37: Candy: ew 36: Vehicle: blacked out range rover 35: President: Donald Trump 34: State visited: Florida 33: Cellphone provider: verizon 32: Athlete:dc 31: Actor: dc 30: Actress: dc 29: Singer: Cardi B, Post Malone, Halsey, Migos god damn so many 28: Band: dc 27: Clothing store: anything name brand 26: Grocery store: kroger hoe 25: TV show: pretty little liars 24: Movie: the hunger games movies 23: Website: hmm 22: Animal: idk 21: Theme park: kings island 20: Holiday: halloween/xmas 19: Sport to watch: nope 18: Sport to play: volleyball 17: Magazine: idk 16: Book: Looking for Alaska 15: Day of the week: saturday 14: Beach: yes yes yes yes, santa rosa  13: Concert attended: lana del ey 12: Thing to cook: anything  11: Food: i love all food fwm 10: Restaurant: skyline 9: Radio station: idk 8: Yankee candle scent: anything seasonal 7: Perfume: idk 6: Flower: idk 5: Color: blue 4: Talk show host: i dont know do i look 50 3: Comedian: idk 2: Dog breed: german shepard  1: Did you answer all these truthfully? Yes bitch

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broadcastboom · 7 years ago

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lorde: i’m a very private person me: So do u like shave ur own legs in the shower daily or do famous people have someone come and glamorously Wax their legs for them ? what does ur journal look like? like what kinds of notebooks do u buy and how do u use them. if u got a license and got a new car what would be the first song you’d wanna play and drive to ??? do u listen to music in the shower?? what do u cook for dinner??? what’s ur least fav thing ab being a person?? do u write down ur dreams?? what does ur sock drawer look like?? what keeps u up at night?? Why don’t u use snapchat publically?? whats ur fav fruit? what’s being famous like how do u buy clothes and deal w people idolizing you and go places alone and isn’t it nice having a million followers on everything ? how do u not get super nervous and faint … what drugs do u do….. specifically. what’s ur fav color ? fav book and movie when u were a kid ? Nickname. happiest you’ve ever been. what’s your fav emoji? did u see me dancing and screaming my small head off at gov ball. what are ur goals. will u be my friend. do u look at your twitter replies. what’s ur fav candy. like what do u get at the gas station as a snack . do u smoke weed probably not. what do u do in ur free time. how do u get inspired. what are ur fav pjs. have u recently climbed a tree. do u like summer or winter better. u were born in summer technically right southern hemisphere hmm. what do u think of america. what did u think of america when u were a little one . what’s ur fav song u ever wrote. who’s ur best friend . do u wanna get married . ru gonna get tattoos . do u listen to music on spotify can i pls have all ur playlists i appreciate homemade dynamite so much . Are you good at napping? what’s ur uber rating? do u ever do nothing all day? do u like dogs? where would u go on vacation you can go anywhere? what’s being interviewed all the time like? can u walk in heels well? do u ever do ur own makeup? pls talk to me about curly hair for 50 years? is having synesthesia magic? do u love harry potter? do u laugh at vines? how do u so perfectly curate who you follow on twitter so that u don’t miss a thing but u only follow 100 people. will u follow me. have u ever studied a language? do u feel different than other people ur age? can i see ur handwriting please? do u listen to sza’s album? what drink do u always order when u go somewhere? ur house… do u like clean and do the dishes? what’s it look like. do u feel like an adult? what’s ur younger sister like. what book do u think i should i read that i haven’t read . etc.

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lovemesomesurveys · 7 years ago

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Find the nearest book. Read the second sentence on page 13. I don’t have a book near me and I don’t feel like getting up.

Do you own anything that is made of metal and pink? Not that I can think of.

Is there laundry in your dryer right now? *shrug*

Would you eat a hissing beetle for $1000? Noooooo.

If you had to spend a year studying an animal in the wild, what animal? Let’s just pretend that I’m an outdoorsy, nature kind of person who would actually enjoy something like that, okay? Okay. In that hypothetical scenario, I would choose to study giraffes!

What is your all time favorite recipe? I don’t cook.

What’s the first thing you think of when you smell strawberries? Strawberry milkshake.

What’s the nearest thing to your right that starts with an L? Lights. I have lights strung around my headboard. Are there any bells in your house? No.

What’s your favorite informercial? I don’t have a favorite informercial.

Ever been to AsSeenOnTv.com? Nope. I’ve seen the products in stores, though.

If you could have a shopping spree in any store, what would it be? Hmm. Just give me cash so I could do other things with it.

Where’s the best place to register for a wedding? I don’t know.

What’s the weirdest thing you’ve ever found on the beach? I’ve never found anything weird on a beach. <<< Me either.

Have you ever kissed anyone within an hour of meeting them? No.

Can you watch a birthing video all the way through? I couldn’t get through the birthing video they showed in 8th grade. I’m sorry, but the act of giving birth isn’t beautiful to me. lol. I’m too squeamish.

What would be your act in a talent show? I wouldn’t be in a talent show cause I have no talent.

What channel is on channel 37 on your tv? No channel 37.

What’s the last thing you wrote? By hand it was my signature.

Do you have a community mailbox or an individual one? A community one.

How many keys are on your key ring? Three.

What was your first myspace song ever? Oh man, I have no idea. That was so long ago.

Besides mama and dada, what was your first real word? I don’t know.

Would you rather be stuck in the desert or in a blizzard? Ahhh. Both sound absolutely horrible, I don’t know? I wouldn’t survive either one.

What dessert do you hate? I don’t like pie or jello.

What candy factory would you love to work at? I wouldn’t, honestly. Not like a big candy person.

What does an envelope taste like to you? Like paper and grossness.

What’s your favorite line in your favorite movie? That’s a tough one cause first of all, I don’t know what I would choose as my favorite movie. I have many.

Have you ever gone to the bathroom outdoors? No.

Would you help a baby cougar w/ the risk of the mama attacking you? Yikes, no! I hope to never be that close to one. I am not about to be in their territory and be killed.

What international monument would you like to visit the most? Hmm.

Have you decided where you want to get married? I don’t know if I want to get married. I can’t imagine it ever happening.

What’s the strangest thing you’ve ever eaten in a sandwich? I don’t really consider it that strange, but I used to put chips in my sandwich. Otherwise, my sandwiches are pretty normal.

What’s the most exotic thing you’ve eaten? I’m so picky and not adventurous at all with trying new and exotic foods.

Is there a crime/criminal that intrigues you the most? Not particularly.

What Disney prince/character do you think is the cutest? Disney characters are cute, how could I choose?

Can you name some of the clever names of OPI nail polish? Nah.

Can you sing the entire theme song to any show? Yes, to quite a few.

Did you ever get ‘the talk’ from either one of your parents? Yeah.

Do you remember drinking from a bottle? Kind of.

What’s in the third drawer of your dresser? Pants.

What do you keep in the little pocket of your purse? My pill container.

When people ask for ID, which ID do you use? The only ID I have.

Who was the first person you knew who’s name started with a P? I don’t know?

What’s the last form you filled out online? Hmm. It’s been awhile, I’m not sure.

How many times have you had to renew/change your driver’s license? I don’t drive.

Have you ever been given a bouquet of carnations? No.

Do you have an old computer that just sits at the house? Nope.

Do you read the lyrics in the CD sleeve while listening to the song? Back when I still used CDs, yes, I loved doing that. <<< Saaame.

Name something you made out of play-doh when you were younger. I think I had some accessories to make shapes and things with. Not sure otherwise. Random stuff, probably.

What’s your next appointment for? My pain specialist appointment.

When’s the last time you put glitter on something? I have no idea. Glitter is so messy and you find it e v e r y w h e r e.

What’s the worst birthday gift you received as a child? I didn’t receive any bad gifts.

Do you go into the gas station or stay by your car when pumping gas? I don’t drive, so.

When’s the last time you sat on Santa’s lap? When I was a kid.

What’s your favorite kind of caramel apple? I don’t like ‘em.

Would you rather wrestle crocodiles or anacondas? Uh, neither....

Did you sneeze last night? I don’t think so.

Do you hold the remote while watching tv or set it down? I set it down.

Have you ever done farm chores like milk a cow or shave a sheep? Nope.

When’s the last time you used a coupon? I’m not sure.

Does your mom know what size clothes you wear now? Yes.

Is Love written anywhere in the room you’re in? Yes. There’s also two things that say, “I <3 [insert thing here]” here, so that kinda counts.

What’s the nearest sports equipment to you? None.

Have you ever glued your fingers or hands together? I used to do the thing where you put glue on your hand and let it dry so that you can peel it off.

Do you think that they should bring the guillotine back? Nope.

If you could invent anything to make life easier, what would it be? Teleportation. <– Saaaaame. I’d abuse the hell out of it, but still. <<<< Ha, same.

Would you like to run in a giant hamster ball for humans? I’ve seen those big ball things you get inside of and can do that. That would not be good for claustrophobia; though, so for me no thanks.

What were that last kind of nuts you ate? Cashews.

Do you own any shirts with political or social statements on them? No.

Do you remember what your 2nd grade teacher’s first name was? I do. Her first name was the same as mine.

Have you ever played Twister & had someone’s butt in your face? No lol.

What was the last thing you cheated on? Nothing.

When was the last time you used a walkie talkie? I have no idea.

Where do you usually go camping? I don’t go camping. Nooo thank you.

Who do you sleep with when you go camping? -

Ever been afraid to see a ghost in your rearview mirror when driving alone? Well thanks for putting that image in my head.

Have you ever dated anyone whose name started with B? No.

If yes, was it a good experience? -

Do you remember what Doug Funnie’s dog’s name was? Porkchop.

What is your favorite episode of The Brady Bunch? I don’t really have a particular favorite episode, but I do like to watch it.

Name a line from a Spice Girls song. “If you wanna be my lover, you gotta get with my friends. Make it last forever, friendship never ends.”

Have you ever jumped into a pile of leaves? No.

What does your swimsuit look like? I don’t own one.

Do you like it fast or slow? I wouldn’t know.

What’s the last holiday candy you consumed? An Easter bunny chocolate.

What’s the last thing you bought at a grocery store? Creamer, a personal size cake, and muffins.

Have you ever done a backflip on a giant trampoline? No.

Do you believe that there is only ONE person out there for everybody? I don’t think so.

Do you prefer flowers or chocolate? How ‘bout donuts or coffee?

Do you remember the first time you used a computer? Yes.

Do you remember the first computer game you ever played? Some educational game.

Does your Wii character ever look like you? It did at the time I made it.

What’s the last sour thing you put in your mouth? I don’t like sour stuff.

Do you remember anything from before you were 3? No.

Do you believe in hypnosis? No.

Do you reserve pages in the yearbook for certain people? I didn’t do that.

Ever had a fantasy about a teacher? No.

What’s the most humiliating outfit your parent made you wear? Nothing, thankfully.

Did you ever want to change religions? No.

Is it hard for you to fall asleep when you have had a lot of sugar? No.

What’s your favorite thing to eat with strawberries? Chocolate. Or with bananas in a smoothie.

How do you eat a Reese’s Peanut butter Cup? I just eat them.

What would you do for a Klondike bar? Nothing. They’re not that great.

What’s the funniest bumper sticker you’ve ever seen? *shrug*

Ever been up in the mountains? Yes.

When’s the first time you ever touched snow? I think I was like... 12?

What color is your computer desk? I don’t have one. I keep my laptop on my bed.

Are you baptized? I am not.

What did you dream of last night? I don’t recall.

Have you ever eaten an exotic animal? No.

What do you think is the funniest movie of all time? That’s a tough one. I suck at choosing favorites or the “iest” of something.

Name a line from that movie? --

Would you be surprised if you found out your mom had tattoos? She does have one.

Would you wear a leather dog collar for free drinks? I don’t drink, so nah.

When was the last time you danced the Macarena? It’s been a long time.

Can you sing your school’s song? I’m no longer in school.

What was your all time favorite subject in elementary school? English.

What’s the last song you sang out loud in the car? I don’t remember.

Who is the last person you talked to whose name started with a G? One of my nurses, Gloria.

Have you ever bedazzled anything? No.

Have you ever bought anything off of HSN or QVC? Nope. Where do you keep your cash? In the bank.

Do you fold laundry while watching tv? I don’t fold laundry. I’m so bad. My clothes just get piled up on my bed.

When’s the last time you used a protractor? Not since high school.

When’s the last time you used a Victoria’s Secret product? It’s been years.

Can you name the kids from the Cosby Show? Denise, Theo, Rudy, Olivia. That’s all I got. Is there more?

What’s your favorite show on Nick At Nite? George Lopez.

Have you ever made a rubber band ball? No.

What zodiac sign do you find to be the most interesting? --

Would you ever see a psychic? No.

When’s the last time you had cotton candy? It’s been a long time.

Where is your younger sibling? He’s asleep.

What’s the last thing you ordered at a Mexican restaurant? A bean burrito with rice, cheese, sour cream, and guacamole with gravy dip on the side to dip it in. My favorite.

Do you have an ant problem in the summer? Every now and then, but nothing too bad.

Do you tan outside or in a booth? I may get a tan if I actually spend enough time outside, which is rare.

Do you still use scrunchies? No.

Have you ever met someone for the 1st time that seemed so familiar? I don’t think so.

What’s the most hours you’ve worked in a week? Zero.

Do you keep anything in files? Yes, on my laptop.

Do you have special ringtones for different people? No. I used to do that back in the day.

How do you eat your steak? I don’t.

Is your birthmark shaped like anything? No.

Can you put on mascara with your mouth closed? Yes.

Have you ever worn men’s underwear? No.

Do you own anything that’s fuzzy and purple? Nope.

When’s the last time you were kissed on the cheek? I don’t know.

Do you play with pogs? No.

What wild animal would you like as a pet? I get the feeling that the survey maker has a thing for wild life.

When’s the last time someone hung up on you? I don’t know.

Have you eaten an entire pizza by yourself? Personal size ones.

Have you ever fallen out of a tree? I’ve never even been in a tree in the first place. <<<

Did you read the Babysitters Club book series? I did.

How about Goosebumps? I read the choose-your-own adventure ones, because they were in the waiting room at the karate school my family went to. <<<< I loved those kinds of books. Also, yes I did read Goosebumps. They were my fave.

Ever worn a flower in your hair? Yes.

What kind of car did your parents have while you were growing up? My mom had a van and my dad had a Honda.

Do you ever wish your birthday was on a different day? I wish it were in the fall.

Do you sunburn easily? I do now it seems.

Have you read the Twilight series? Yes.

Why couldn’t you go to sleep the last time you were up all night? Anxiety.

What breed of dog do you find the most annoying? Any of the tiny yappy ones. <<< lol same.

What would you name your first born son? I don’t know if I want kids.

Do you cook anything you don’t like eating? No?

Do you watch any reality shows on MTV or VH1? I do. I watch too much reality TV.

Would you have a better chance of surviving in the Sahara or Alaska? You kinda asked this already.

When’s the last time you pet a cat? I think like 2 years ago.

Do you remember Eureka’s Castle on Nick JR? I do.

What would you say is Paris Hilton’s occupation? I don’t know, really.

Are you wearing a necklace? Nope.

Do you have any noticeable moles or birthmarks? Yes to both.

Count to ten in another language. Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, seis, siete, ocho, nueve, diez.

Do you feel uncomfortable telling friends they have boogers in their nose? Yes. :X Same if they have something in their teeth. But I know it’d be more embarrassing for them if I didn’t say anything, but for some reason I feel awkward having to someone that. What do you remember from sex ed class when you were younger? My 6th grade teacher put a condom on a banana.

What’s the first instrument you ever played? Piano.

What’s the last thing you wore around your neck? A necklace.

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