#yes sammy is also at fault

[1ml3gits4mmy]

Yaz constantly disregarding Sammy stating how she feels because "Oh you can't be mad at brooklynn despite her choosing to go with the woman that nearly ended our lives, resulting in us going to two different continents just to look for her even when she doesn't wanna be found because she's family!!!" makes me feel SO DAMN ANNOYED.

"We're a team, and i dont think we're acting like a team rn" Oh gee! Maybe because teamwork requires communication! WHICH INCLUDES LISTENING. YOU ARE NOT LISTENING YAZ. SHE IS ACTUALLY SPEAKING OUT AND YOU ARE DOING THE EXACT OPPOSITE.

Sammy was completely right about the "You said you're always there for your family, but you havent even tried to see where im coming from!" part. Because Yaz calls her ridiculous, talking about Brooklynn, disregarding Sammy ONCE AGAIN. its extremely frusterating

In ep 5, Yaz IMMEDIATELY blaming SAMMY for Brooklynn hanging up is just so unreasonable. Yaz saying how if Sammy passed the phone sooner she would've gotten Brook to stay on the line, but what happened was unavoidable. either way, she'd still hang up after Yaz says maybe one sentance because Davi was stalking her (why did he give me jeffrey class 09 vibes i dont like him).

Yaz needs to actually GO to sammy instead of waiting for sammy to go to her. Because sammy already has, yaz is just going further away

S4 will be THE seaaln guys.

[aliusfrater]

similar cinematographic choices to portray the same imagery with insanely different circumstantial contexts

[idontliketomatoesleavemealone]

Ginny: how dense does Sammy think you are?

Marya: sometimes they leave pictures of food I need to get instead of telling me.

[ikigaisvt]

seungcheol's big brown eyes

[yandereunsolved]

┆ 𐂂 Yandere Sam Winchester 𐂂┆

Save me once, shame on me.

Save me twice, shame on you.

Save me thrice, and I'll fall in love.

You're always a savior, a guardian angel—but human. A delightful oxymoron. You're someone he can't get out of his head. He's tried. Maybe it's some trauma attachment he's formed because you have saved him so many times, or perhaps it's his hormones... or loneliness.

He sighs, looking at the flower.

Each petal on the rose represents an idea so childish that Sam should surely be scolded. 'You love me. You love me not.' Continuously. Even after the stem is bare, he still envisions the petals. His fingers plucking at air as his voice quietly murmurs. His heart beats in sync with his movements—as if such a silly little thing would reveal any feelings you have for him.

If it was magic, maybe.

No. He shouldn't think like that. Magic is incredibly dangerous. Things that use magic are things that get hunted. He's better than that. It's also unethical.

But Dean does plenty of unethical things and still gets… sex. He gets love and affection from a variety of entities: human and otherwise. What does Sam get? Leftovers. He gets everyone that can't get with his brother. And if they truly like him, they don't. They're either means to someone else's end or making him a means to an end.

Doesn't he deserve just one nice thing in his life?

Dean got to know their mother far longer than he did. He's partially the reason for his mother's death, which John never forgave him for. And Dean always got Dad's approval. He's just the family fuck-up. An abomination (even an angel admitted it). Whether it's the demon blood coursing through his veins or some cosmic ineptitude, he's at fault—somehow.

"Yes. You deserve it, Sammy," the voice in the back of his mind urges him. "No one understands you but them. They haven't betrayed you like everyone else has, even Dean. Just this once, be selfish. Take them as your own. Own them."

It's like a siren's call, but somehow sweeter, not just in tone but in… mhm. He can almost taste it in his mouth. It tastes distinctly—you.

He slaps himself.

"Get it together!"

And as if being tempted by the devil himself, you open his hotel door and rush in.

"There's," you pant, sweaty and attractive as ever.

You abandon the sentence on your tongue and rummage through his bag. He doesn't move. It's almost as if he's stuck now. The rose stem and petals have disappeared. How, but more importantly what would you have thought if you had seen them? Would you think it's cute?

You pull out a deteriorating, most definitely ancient coin and shoot it to bits.

"Witch curse thing."

"Ah."

His body feels better. His heart doesn't.

He feels like an idiot. How could he have allowed the witch to slip it into his bag? Did the witch get a key to his room? Surely all of these feelings were just from some hex, right?

"You saved me again. thanks." An embarrassed chuckle escapes his lips.

Save me quarce, and I'll be inclined to kidnap you to keep you as mine.

[targaryenluvs]

“This is too small. You’re too close.” “Well who’s bright idea was it to hide in a closet?”

This prompt for sam winchester please?

a/n: this makes so much sense with sam i’m not kidding he’s huge!

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closer

your shoulder was digging into his bicep which caused sam to manoeuvre you to be back to chest with him, resulting in you staring at a wall, “oh yes, please do manhandle me.” you whisper-yelled as sam rolled his eyes, “it’s not my fault there’s no space and you’re so short you come up to my bicep.”

“excuse me?” your screeched as sam immediately clamped his hand over your mouth, more so your entire face since his hand was huge. “mmph! stop!” the shuffling from the door moved away as sam scoffed,

“well if you stopped yelling i wouldn’t have to.”

it was your turn to roll your eyes before prying his hand away, “you could use your words next time rather than shoving your hand on my face. and it’s not my fault you’re a fucking sasquatch.” the youngest winchester jokingly gasped, “now you’ve done it, you’ve hurt my feelings.” you shoved him in annoyance as he grinned.

“haha. now shush.” the footsteps had returned and you unknowingly held your breath, sam’s hand also came to hold yours in an unrelenting grip.

you both exhaled as you heard the man make his way down the stairs and away from your and sam’s hiding spot. you noticed sam’s eyes, his long hair, and the sideburns you wanted to hold him down for and shave off. “y/n, meet camera, it’ll help the moment last.”

“oh shut up sammy.” he laughed at the scowl on your face before turning to you, “this is too small, you’re too close. of course i’m going to look at you, you’re half the space lanky.”

sam crossed his arms and laughed, “well who’s bright idea was it to hide in the closet? come on, they’re long gone.” sam opened the door cautiously, scanning the room for any threat. once his check was over, he reached his hand out to you.

you took it, even if you didn’t admit it,

you’d follow sam winchester anywhere.

[hyallulonelyhime]

Hyahime presents: That time when a jsk became an ironing board cover..

Today i'm sharing a classic from cgl many of you have definitely heard about: The ironing board fiasco. The story of a girl, her dad's fiance and many feels.

Everything started when OP shared this image and said the following:

Due to some unusual circumstances, I'm currently living in a partially-renovated house with my dad and his fiancé.

His fiancé is a very sweet lady who is very thrifty. She makes all her own clothes and and will usually find a practical use for something, rather than throw it out (i.e recycling old bottles and jars to pot plants).

I had a Baby The Stars Shine Bright Strawberry and Cherry Ruffle jumperskirt that I didn't wear anymore, so I was planning to sell it. From memory, it cost about $400.

I put it out in the main room next to a pile of clothes I planned to donate to Good Sammies, so I'd remember to take photos of it for the sale. I then went away for a week to visit my grandparents

When I came back, I noticed the pile of clothes had disappeared. Cool, my dad and/or his fiancé had donated them for me. But wait… Where was the jumperskirt?

It was then that I saw the sight portrayed in the uploaded. My dress had been cut up to to make an ironing board cover and a tablecloth. I don't know where the rest of the material is.

It appeared that my dad's fiancé had assumed the jumperskirt was part of the donation pile, and thought there was no harm in 'recycling' it for her own uses. In her efforts to pretty up the concrete-y wasteland of a house, she had unknowingly destroyed an expensive brand dress.

Literally the only thing I could do in that moment was stare blankly. I can't even be mad at her, she had no idea.

So now I have a BTSSB ironing board and table cloth.

the story immediately caught the attention of users as they scrolled. Some found it terrible, others couldn't help but laugh..

Though some were quick to say it must've been fake.

So.. did OP fake this for attention? Let's investigate.

It is very unlikely the fabric was gathered from a replica, judging by the print details and the fact that this isn't a very sought-after or popular piece you'd see everywhere.

But how did one dress result in so much fabric? Although it looks like a lot, one anon pointed this out:

But she knew she'd get the attention, right? ...yes, but I don't think anyone would come up with this specific odd way to recycle a lolita piece and make the community react.

OP responded to the questions and thoughts with the following:

At this point, some anons were pretty much just fighting over if it's okay for OP to be so calm or not. Which.. is a little bit weird. Others were more emotional about this than the victim themselves.

But what you may not know is.. there's more. There's more to the Kawaiironing fiasco.

Op comes back.

I queried the whereabouts of the remaining material and she showed me. She said my dad told her I was "throwing them out" (I have no idea where he drew that conclusion as i specifically said I was donating a bunch of clothes, so at the very least he should have assumed I was, you know, donating them), so she thought it was fine to cut up. My fault anyway, didn't separate the "sell" pile from the "donate" pile. HOWEVER… There were a few other brand dresses I was planning to sell. I assumed they had been donated with the rest of my clothes, as they were nowhere to be found. I was a little sad about that (they were valuable Angelic Pretty, BBSTB and Metamorphose), but oh well. Then I looked in her material bag and found they had also been cut up… When dad said I was "throwing THEM" out, he did not state a plural by accident… Pics to follow.

If anyone wants individual versions of those pics lemme know.

The loli gods frown upon me today for my unbecoming carelessness in handling burando.

Op decided to keep the truth a secret: ignorance is bliss, and her stepmother did not deserve to feel the guilt of ruining so much burando.. or to know that so many lolitas were in shambles knowing about her crafts.

..Although, anons said this wouldn't stop her from doing it again. Maybe she should know so she doesn't cut up even more dresses.

One thing is certain. that's a really cute ironing board cover. Maybe the fabric could become even more random burando stuff: headbows, little makeup bags, cup coasters, mats.. oven mitts?

Lolita home goods for all! we demand a cute life!(✧∀✧)/

[belovedbastardremus]

Dean and Sam's romance starts as early as they understand that love exists and that there are ways to show it, other than hugs and shy cheek kisses. Dean cared for Sam more than anything, Sam loved his brother and saw him as the beginning and end of his world. So when he learned about adult kisses and sex, his immediate reaction was to ask Dean to try it out with him. And Dean knows it's wrong, he's had a bit more contact with the outside world. He knows what incest is and how bad it is, but he's slowly loosing it already and he couldn't refuse his Sammy anything anyway.

So they try things out, slowly, things they see in films, and magazines and it's okay at the beginning. Even when they kiss and cuddle in public people think it's cute. They still look so alike at that stage, two little kids playing grown ups. It's only when they get too hands on that people start looking at them weird, throwing pointed glares at John when he's with them, so they start hiding. Sam doesn't understand why they have to, Dean doesn't have the heart to tell him, to risk for their relationship to stop. Sam is his, but he's also so concerned with being good, studious, perfect little Sammy couldn't bear to do anything wrong, so Dean doesn't tell him.

When Dean hits fourteen he has his first growth spurt, he's been waiting on it, to get strong and tall, better at protecting his brother, so he can fill the shoes his father's always put him in. But Sam is only ten, bony and plump with baby fat that holds on, stark and shocking against Dean's new muscles. They see themselves in the dirty mirror of their motel rooms, when Dean holds Sam in his lap at the edge of the bed. How his hands cover both of his sides entirely, almost touching. How the tip of his cock is clearly outlined against Sam's skin, how he barely fits in Sammy anymore, has to stretch him 'till he's begging to be filled before anything.

Dean's grown into himself, or more into his father, he's taken the jacket, the ruggedness, he keeps an air to himself that makes him look older. Some people don't look hard enough and ask if Sammy's his, he says yes before thinking, Sam doesn't correct him. He holds Dean's hand and smiles at the unsuspecting cashier. But some people do look hard enough, and it puts the both of them on edge.

Dean starts to hook up with girls at school, just to keep up appearances. Dad almost caught them the other day and he needs a reputation to keep them safe. Sam burns with jealousy. He keeps Dean awake for the better part of the night by taking his cock deep in his mouth and refusing to move unless his big brother begs and promises he's the only one that matters. He won't move otherwise, he can keep him deep and barely breathing for hours, he's too good at that but it's too late for Dean to worry about what he's done. So he promises and gently guides Sam up to fuck his throat slow and make no noises.

He may be a foot taller and twenty pounds of muscle heavier but Sammy's got the reins. That way he can tell himself it's not his fault, that he didn't corrupt him, that Dad might not kill him if he found out. The day Sam finally catches up to him in height and he can finally push Dean back on the bed and take what he wants, ride him fast and hard, it doesn't change anything. It's only natural for them, Dean holds his hips gently as his thrusts up, the lines have been crossed over enough to be erased.

[inkdemonapologist]

!!!!!!!!!!! New Cthulhu Season has started!! this time featuring:

The band at our fancy party started playing a song that Sammy INSTANTLY recognised as his own improv, played a year and some change ago from the balcony of a New Orleans hotel to calm his nerves, which really should not be turning up perfectly replicated here and unsettled him so much that he ended up trying to communicate this to Jack in the LEAST CLEAR WAY IMAGINABLE

we got a supernatural partycrasher at the fancy party which means wE GOT PROPHET IN A SUIT!!! FANCY PROPHET FOR JUST A FEW MINUTES!! his previously prophesied warning of what was to come included the phrase "a report that silences the tongue of ythill," which is apparently what this was, and he got SO EXCITED about the appearance of this weird man making people bleed from the eyes that he booted Sammy from the front to take it all in. THE TIME IS FINALLY AT HAND!!!

i also have a lil smattering of out-of-context quotes from session 1 if ur into that sort of thing: here under the cut!

[Sammy is played by me, Joey is played by Boo (inkyvendingmachine), Henry is played by Maf (inkcryptid), Jack is played by Mochi (whatyouwantedmetosee) and Thren (haunted-hijinxer) is our GM!]

[Jack] Aw, there's no snow in the year before, so probably no snowball fights for Christmas, [GM] Well, we can invent our own, that's fine. [Sammy] It's the ONE difference! IDENTICAL TO OUR WORLD, except for on December 25th there was snow, don't worry about it. [GM] And tape recorders! [Sammy] There's tape recorders, and there was snow on December 25th, 1934. [Sammy] AND ALSO CTHULHU IS REAL. But other than that it's exactly the same. [GM] That's it, just those little things. [Henry] A minor detail.

[GM] Another question: Christmas is on a Tuesday, does the Studio get days off? [Joey] In the Cthulhu universe, yes… And It's All Henry's Fault.

[Jack] Anyone who failed their Sanity gain checks in '35 -- it's the anticipation. [Sammy] Yeah, it's just driving you absolutely bonkers that this prophecy still hasn't happened, can it go ahead and get it over with? I hate having this hanging over my head! [Sammy] And if you PASS your sanity check, and gained sanity, it could be that you're just INCREASINGLY IN DENIAL. Like, you know what? Maybe he forgot!

[Jack] Jack's the most likely to keep up with these poor people we keep roping into our nonsense! [Joey] Hey, HEY! [Jack] "Welcome to the group! You're only here for a little bit, but have some trauma! Trauma for you! And trauma for you! BYE"

[Sammy] We're like Absol. We're not CAUSING the trouble, but it IS in our wake, constantly. [Jack] Absol is 100% a modern teenage Joey Drew's fursona. [Joey] ….Yeah…

[Henry] Is it an easier apartment to get to, for Joey, than the one he has? [Joey] That is a really good question. [GM] It has ONE flight of stairs, but it doesn't have ten zillion flights, so I mean, it's better, probably! It DID have an evil ritual in it,

[Jack] *reading the inflation calculator* $1,000 in 1935 is… 22 thousand.. and a half… dollars????? [Joey] GREAT! *claps* STUDIO'S FUNDED! :D [Jack] Joey, no, [Sammy] You can do that with YOUR money, [Joey] I mean, that IS what's going to happen to Joey's money, Joey's just going to immediately dump it into the studio. Grant gets a LOVELY holiday present where suddenly, the numbers are not in the red anymore! [GM] This is how Grant doesn't become the final boss. [Sammy] Is that a present? IS THAT A PRESENT??? Grant looks at the numbers and they're suddenly bigger? WHAT'S HAPPENING [Jack] Sounds like a tax nightmare… he assumes his mind is broken, he's gone delusional, [Sammy] Joey's not thinking about how this affects TAXES he's just like, OH BOY! More money! Grant'll work that out. :) [Joey] Yeah! :D

[Sammy] Oh wow, mistletoe's been around for a while. [Sammy] …I say, as if mistletoe, the plant, is newly invented,

[Jack] We need to even the playing field; Henry's the highest, we need to drag him down to our level!

[GM] Let's say it's just you guys, and Peter and Susie, and Norman took off. [Sammy] Aw, don't wanna stay late? Old man, gotta get to bed? [GM] Maybe not if people are saying THAT at him,

*after finding a major ice rink was not built until 1936* [GM] Well, maybe everyone can do that when they DEFINITELY survive and come out victorious next year! :) [Sammy] ….survive?! Nothing's happened! It's a CHRISTMAS PARTY. [Jack] I HOPE we're surviving the Christmas Party, the food's not THAT bad, is it? [Henry] We solved your Christmas puzzle! [Jack] The Christmas Puzzle is how much food can we trick Joey into eating by handing it to him,

[Jack] Oh no, Spark's gone to… CATCOSA…. !

[Sammy] That's fine, Disney still hasn't caught up with us, so. [Jack] Well they're havin' this whole weird issue with like, ink and cultists, it's a bit weird… bunch of the staff started going missing…? [Sammy] *laughing* The entirety of Bendy and the Ink Machine happens, just OVER THERE. We averted it so now Disney has to do it.

[Henry] I will say, Henry's been a little uneasy all day. This doesn't affect anything, it's just for flavour. [GM] But he is in a really nice suit! [Sammy] Well THAT's why he's uneasy. They had to smooth his hair, and he's in a whole suit, [GM] In a vest that actually fits, [Henry] Unrecognisable. [Jack] Who is this stranger?

[GM] Make spot (hidden) checks! [Jack] *whispering* I hope it's Norman. [GM] Both of you spot a familiar face, before he's able to come accost you -- it's not Norman, it's Denis! [Sammy] oh gosh. [Joey] Well… I don't know if that's better or worse than my initial guess of Avedon,

[GM] He greets you all cheerful-like, "fancy meeting you here!" sort of thing-- [Sammy] Sammy still doesn't shake his hand. [GM] --he knows you as Joseph, doesn't he? [Joey] Oh no…. Joey was trying to hide his name in New Orleans… [Jack] That's fine, it's all about reinvention!

[Sammy] You know how in the Illusion of Living, Wally comes up and Joey randomly starts talking about how he's a great guy and a hard worker, and you're like, we were talking about something else ten seconds ago Joey PLEASE stay focused, [Sammy] Anyway, I'm imagining that but with Peter?

[Sammy] The Studio just had a big release last year, and I just got this really nice car! and *mumbling* those events aren't actually connected, BUT!! Through the power of leaving out the middle bit, you can assume they are!

[GM] Sammy, make a listen check! [Sammy] EXTREME SUCCESS, I rolled a THREE. [GM] Oh cool! Make a sanity check! [Sammy] oh no,,, [Joey] *Mario voice* HERE WE GO!

[Sammy] Sammy is gonna look at Joey, see that Joey is like…. in the midst of a conversational manoeuvre, and go, run try to find Jack. I don't know if he'll GET there, but, [GM] He can at least locate Jack, I would think, unless Jack is in a back room kissing boys or whatnot!

[GM] This guy is wearing a really severe, matte black suit, and has unnaturally white skin, his hair is black and very oiled in a severe widow's peak-- [Jack] It's him! Bendy Inkmachine!! [GM] I'm reading this description RIGHT from the book, I need you to know that.

[GM] The music's also definitely come to a stop, while all this was going on. And then there's a gunshot! And now there's just a big, yknow, panic, like you get! [Jack] Avedon's here! [Sammy] There'd be more French-accented yelling if Avedon were here. [Joey] I like how we're just going to end up willing Avedon into this scenario by making repeated "Avedon's here" jokes, [Jack] I mean, I've been trying to do the same with Norman, but it's either not working, or we haven't rolled Spot high enough to find him yet!

[GM] You guys get interviewed and asked what you saw, and what happened! [Sammy] …hang on, I gotta roll a check. [Sammy] *rolls* … OKAY COOL Sammy's back. [Joey] *laughing* Sammy interview, or Prophet interview? [Sammy] They were going to get a REALLY interesting interview if I rolled better on willpower!

[GM] Do you suppose Joey would've helped Susie shop for a dress that she could conceal a firearm in? [Joey] [Joey] sURE! [Joey] I mean I feel like, "would Joey help Susie shop for a dress," stop the sentence there: absolutely yes. There's other things to consider with dress? Well that just makes it a fun challenge now!

[GM] The police ask you what you saw. What do you tell them, about your experiences this evening? [Sammy] Sammy didn't see a lot. There was some commotion and a gunshot. [Joey] Yeah, I think Joey's just going to report that he just heard commotion happening up front, and quickly decided that he wasn't interested in commotion!

[Henry] Who was it who saw people with bloody eyes? [Sammy] Uh, that was Sammy, he's not mentioning that part.

[Jack] *rolls* Normal success for Jack. [Henry] *rolls* Hard success! [Sammy] *rolls* EXTREME success, I rolled a ten! [Joey] *rolls* …what's the fumble point, again?

[GM, as Denis] "There was a yellow sign at the Mardi Gras party last year! I thought it was a lucky charm, but I guess… it wasn't? I had a friend who said it wasn't, actually. You should watch out for those signs. Yes." [Joey] *so tired* Okay, that's… that's fine… [Henry] "Very helpful, thank you." [Jack] (This guy's great, can we keep him?) [Joey] (NO.)

[Henry] Henry is going to have so much anxiety. Like, just in general, but over this, too. [Sammy] "going to"??? [Henry] *laughing* No, you're right. What I'm learning is that Henry CAN slide into being mostly even-headed about crises, but he has to have a moment of "Oh God, oh fuck, oh geez" first. [GM] I think Peter does that in reverse. [Sammy] Yeah, that makes sense -- Sammy just shoots straight for "OH COOL, WE'RE GOING TO DIE!!!"

[GM] How much do you suppose these boys are up on vernacular and slang? [Henry] Henry might've picked up something from his kids, that's all I've got [Sammy] That's cute… Henry knows what yeet means... [Joey] I WAS ALSO GONNA SAY HENRY KNOWS WHAT YEET MEANS,

[Sammy] I do appreciate Jack being the one to notice that the prophecy might be a pun.

[Sammy] What do we even DO with this? What do we do next… [Joey] *muttering* That's what I've been trying to think of for the last like… half hour, Sammy…! [Joey] This isn't Joey-voice, this is just me-voice. [Jack] Yeah, Joey would never admit weakness in front of Peter Sunstram. [Joey] Yeah. Correct.

[Jack] Well if anyone else wants coffee, Jack might end up makin' some! [Jack] You know, that 11:30 coffee.

[Sammy] "Well, if he plays clarinet, let us know." [GM] Peter tips his head as if he's thinking of looking that up -- not looking it up, looking into it! [Jack] Yeah, just google it, Pete! What are you waiting for! [GM] On his cell phone, [Jack] You gotta pull out your Bendyphone! [Sammy] JDS is responsible for all anachronistic devices.

[Jack] Is It An Insanity Or Is It Just The ADHD

[Joey] Is Joey gonna make stupid decisions…? [Sammy] JOEY,,, [Sammy] Augh, I should've gone with him, [Joey] *rolls* *starts cackling maniacally* [Jack] *deadpan* Oh gee I wonder what the result is, [Joey] *audibly grinning* Joey might try to dream spell… Y? [Sammy] WHAT?! [Henry] Joey what are you doing…. [Sammy] JOEY DREW!!!

[Henry] I roll to see if Henry's "Joey's Doing Something Stupid" senses are tingling [Joey] Yeah, I think it's fair for Henry to have a "Is Joey Doing Something Stupid" sense that goes off fifty percent of the time, [Sammy] It's NOT USEFUL because it's ALWAYS HAPPENING,

[campfam4lyfe]

I get that Brooklynn is your favorite, she used to be mine too, but what are your thoughts on her in chaos theory? Don't you feel they destroyed her character? She's not herself anymore, and the fact that she can just. Fake her death and traumatize her friends/neglect her boyfriend like. I don't know, thats not it. I don't like her much anymore.

time to do my job as a brooklynn defender lol, alright here goes:

Don't you feel they destroyed her character? She's not herself anymore, and the fact that she can just. Fake her death and traumatize her friends/neglect her boyfriend like. I don't know, thats not it.

So. Thinking about Brooklynn. About her death. You mention how she faked it. except, I don’t think saying she faked it is really an accurate or fair description.

Brooklynn didn’t fake anything—here is what we know, and here is what I mean. The facts that we are presented with through season 1. limited as they are, are that Brooklynn was at a Dino Drop, the allosaurus escaped, and that it "killed her." Except it didn't really kill her. It is framed as an accident--a random Dino attack. But Ben shows up and suddenly it's clear that maybe it wasn't an accident.

So let's run through the facts one more time. Brooklynn's 'death' at the hands of the allosaurus wasn't an accident. It was premeditated. The attack was an honest to goodness attempt on Brooklynn's life. One the camp fam--and the people who targeted Brooklynn in the first place--believed worked. You're going to want to keep this in mind, because now I am going to address the other part of your ask.

Don't you feel they destroyed her character? She's not herself anymore, and the fact that she can just. Fake her death and traumatize her friends/neglect her boyfriend like. I don't know, thats not it.

Brooklynn's character has not, to me, been destroyed.

We see little of Brooklynn and what she was doing throughout Chaos Theory, because we are learning about her again through the eyes and memories of the people who loved and mourned her--we are gathering bits and pieces, parts of the narrative that we, as the viewers, can piece together more efficiently than the actual players, because the knowledge the Camp Fam has is disjointed in that they are not all privy to the same information or how it connects--and it's not their fault at all! They are not working under the same information we have--that Brooklynn is alive--and so, don't know why certain things are more important. Even we don't have the full picture, although what we have is a little clearer.

But from what we see of Brooklynn throughout Chaos Theory, there is something there that you believe is not true to her previously established character. I disagree. I think what you are talking about, when you say that she is not herself anymore, is that Brooklynn is too invested in her conspiracies, so much so that she has thrown everything else away--her "life", her regard for her friends/family and her relationships with them.

But I think, that when it comes to Brooklynn, being obsessed with a conspiracy or mystery is in fact a major core part of her character. We saw it all throughout Camp Cretaceous. She sneaks away when they visit Wu's lab that first time to snoop--and yes, maybe it was for her followers, trying to find something juicy before everything went to shit, but what she saw clearly stood out to her. She was hooked, she reviewed that footage, and it stayed with her so much so that when she saw the label E750 again at a later date while on the security cameras, she lingered over the shot before having to move on to help the others. And even then, it was clear that it stayed with her--whatever Wu did, whatever E750 was, it was a mystery and Brooklynn wanted to solve it.

And we see the others are aware of this! Sammy recruits Brooklynn to help out in her quest to find information, and the mystery consumes Brooklynn so much that initially, she was steamrolling right over Sammy's input. We also see Brooklynn's thirst for mystery solving when she becomes so focused on the frozen flowers, something she mentioned so much so that the other campers could quote her on it. We see it with her suspicions regarding Mitch and Tiff, and even Mae. We see it again in the final episode, when we catch a glimpse of the campers as teenagers. Brooklynn mentions the Lockwood Estate, which, for those who don't know or remember, is where the later events of JW:Fallen Kingdom (timeline wise, this is three years after the first Jurassic World, so three years after the kids first got left behind in the Park.) The events at the Lockwood Estate and what was supposed to be happening there wasn't public knowledge. That was Brooklynn following a lead, as at that point in time when she brings it up, the dinosaurs hadn't been set loose yet.

The reason I mention all this is because I really don't think Brooklynn's obsessiveness or drive is new. She loves investigative work, and she's good at putting together pieces too. She's also been shown to have a love for mysteries, loving Esther Stone and having her videos following the pattern of being named "Brooklynn unboxes x." She likes knowing the whys, whens, wheres, and whats. She literally says that she is trying to make the transition from influencer/vlogger to investigative journalist. Which is why I am not at all surprised with her being so focused on this Dino smuggling rings, and why I believe it was in character.

Tying It All Together

Now I know what you may be thinking. "But she neglected Kenji! That's not good girlfriend behavior. She faked her death! That's horrible." Valid, but also, not fundamentally true.

I said earlier, that by "not herself" you might mean that "Brooklynn is too invested in her conspiracies, so much so that she has thrown everything else away--her "life", her regard for her friends/family and her relationships with them." I don't think she has though, and if it has ended up that way, it was never her intention.

Take in all the Brooklynn scenes from Chaos Theory. Each member of the Camp Fam has an interaction with her that is shown through flashback or hinted at. So let's put together a timeline.

Brooklynn is dead at the start of the show, but for how long, I don't actually remember. I will put it at 6 months to a year, but if anyone else knows for sure, just let me know and I'll fix it. Anyways. She is dead for six months to a year. And in the months leading up to her death, she was investigating something, but they don't know what. We know that it had something to do with Dark Jurassic, Kenji's father, and Dino Smuggling. We know Ben introduced her to Dark Jurassic. We know Brooklynn stayed with Darius, left her jacket at Sammy's, and visited Yaz.

So here goes a tentative undertaking:

Ben introduces Brooklynn to Dark Jurassic and she visits him at his college. He hasn't dropped out/left yet. She is mentioning conspiracy theories, some as a joke, but its clear something there has caught her attention.

Brooklynn gets deeper into Dark Jurassic, and at some point reads about Dino Immersive therapy, which she recommends to Yaz. She visits her at some point, but when, is unclear.

Brooklynn visits Sammy. She is on Dark Jurassic so often that when Sammy has a flashback of her, Brooklynn is visibly on the site.

Brooklynn is with Kenji, but has been so absorbed in her mystery that she has started to neglect Kenji, but doesn't realize it. This goes on for a while. He breaks up with her and they are both devastated.

Brooklynn stays with Darius. Is still embroiled in her mystery. Asks Darius to meet up with her. "Dies."

Now, at some point before 4 and 5, Brooklynn visits Daniel Kon, gets a secret apartment, and is undercover within the Dino Smuggling ring.

We know that she did not tell her friends, or her boyfriend, any of this. Why? Especially Kenji! He was her boyfriend, one of her biggest supporter's, and his father was the guy Brooklynn went to so she could get her in to the smuggling world. Kenji has always heard her out, like when he was the one who stayed behind with her when she accidentally hurt Darius with the 'cool dad' comment. Kenji is the one who agreed to snoop with her regardless of his feelings because it was important to her. So why would she not go to her biggest supporter?

I believe that Chaos Theory tackled the kids growing up and their respective trauma very well. Not all of them are dealing very well. Yaz is the only one who seems to have gone to therapy, while Ben, Darius, and Kenji are all isolating. Sammy is dealing with repression and toxic positivity. It's very possible that Brooklynn was also dealing, and not very well at that. It's possible that her trauma manifested in another way. Maybe she needed to push herself into a project so she could ignore what happened--or maybe she needed to push herself into a project so if something happened, she could be prepared? We don't know! And it's because we don't know that I am going to, for the time being, ignore this, and focus on the possible reasons as to why she didn't tell them from what we do know.

Yaz has PTSD, and struggled a lot with the hopelessness of having to put the dinosaurs first and it costing them their way home in the later seasons of CC. So maybe Brooklynn didn't tell her because she didn't want to halter Yaz's progress. Still, she let on that she was investigating something and about Dark Jurassic.

Sammy is worried about Yaz, and so maybe Brooklynn didn't tell her because involving Sammy might mean involving Yaz, or maybe she didn't want to put stress on their relationship by having Sammy lie to her. Still, she let on that she was investigating something and about Dark Jurassic.

Ben had college. What, was she just going to disrupt that? Still, she let on that she was investigating something and talked with him about Dark Jurassic, which he introduced her to.

Kenji. Kenji was her boyfriend, her rock, THE Brooklynn enabler. who has always heard her out. The only time he didn't hear her out immediately was when his father was interfering. The same father she would need to go to for a door into the smuggling world. The same father who Kenji lived close to but never visited. In the last season of CC, Brooklynn, when investigating Daniel Kim, says that she won't break Kenji's heart without a good reason. Maybe, she did not feel like going to him about his father was a good reason--Kenji was in a good place, how could she hurt him like that? Maybe she thought she was protecting him. So she doesn't tell him. Still, she let on that she was investigating something.

Darius. Darius is my biggest "Brooklynn's Fake Death Can't Be Classified As Willfully Malicious On Her Part" card. Because he is the one that proves that Brooklynn did not in fact get sucked in so deep in her mystery that she tossed away all bonds and relationships. Did her death fuck him up? Definitely. But guys! She called him there that night, they had plans, she was "going to show him something!!!" Guys. She went to Darius. She was going to show Darius. Do you get that. In Chaos Theory, they say "Brooklynn was there to buy the Allosaurus that night." They are heartbroken. Yaz and Sammy say no way, and Darius says it is true, that she had a secret apartment, cash, and a note from Mr.Kim. But guys. She was going to show Darius.

Every time Brooklynn is called out on her behavior and shown how her obsessiveness hurts her friends—the way Sammy called her out when they were investigating E750, or her feeling regret over the “cool dad” comment when investigating Mitch and Tiff—she takes a step back and reassesses. She starts to investigate again but with changed behavior. That’s growth. Kenji breaking up with her may have really been the catalyst to her trying to show Darius what she was up to. As Darius says, Brooklynn was really torn up about the breakup and it is so visible on her face that she is devastated—she loved Kenji. She loved her friends.

So Brooklynn’s behavior, it was not Brooklynn cutting out her friends. Was she 100% honest with all of them? No. And unfortunately, the one person who she was going to show what was going on, didn't get to make it, and Brooklynn was killed.

Except she lived. So why not tell them? Why let them stew in grief? Why abandon them? Look, I think a lot of you are forgetting that the kids are very very good at improv. Are we forgetting Darius and Kash?An attempt on Brooklynn's life was made, and she somehow miraculously survived. She adapted, and made a plan on the go, lying low, somehow creating a trusted network, while being unable to reach out to her friends--it would blow her cover, and also possibly put them in danger. Who knows? Besides. Let's not forget, Ben was not the one who called Darius in that first episode. I don't know, but I do think it could have been Brooklynn, or someone on behalf of her, like Ronnie. (Or it could have been raptor lady to make sure Darius was home but who knows!)

Look, ultimately, you don't have to like her, and I'm not forcing anyone to! I do love her though, and her choices are ones I will defend. Besides, I know we are talking about camp fam trauma reactions to Brooklynn's death, but guys, flip side? We have a character who was going to tell her friend what she was up to, only to have an assassination attempt on her life causing her to lose a limb and go into hiding, not being able to contact her loved ones. I cannot even begin to think of the trauma Brooklynn has.

I hope this answers your ask anon, I feel I rambled too much lol!

[marginofthought]

Have we considered that Sam was extra tight after their breakup at the beginning of season 5?

Oh hell, yes, anon! You know that when Dean gets back from 2014 and back to Sam, he knows he has to do whatever it takes to keep Sammy by his side. Dean is sure he knows what’s best for Sam even if Sam doesn’t agree with it, which also translates to Dean making sure Sam knows he belongs to Dean and not Lucifer by fucking him senseless the first chance he gets. And he’s still riled up by what he saw in 2014 and so he needs to do it now and he doesn’t care that Sam is tight or that it might be hurting him because in the long run this is better, he is doing this for Sammy’s own good. 

And you goddamn know that Sam will swallow down all protests because Dean at least is talking to him and looks like he wants to have Sam around. So what if Dean is almost tearing him apart? It’s Sam’s own fault for not being prepared, right?

[rems-writing]

Seduction gone wrong

》 Pairing: siren!Seonghwa x hunter afab!reader (platonic)

》 AU: supernatural AU

》 Wordcount: 3k words

》 Rating: nc-17

Nets: @mirohs-aurora-society @othersideoutlawsnetwork @illusionnet

I'm also tagging @doom-fics since they're a huge SPN fan :3

“First, we had to deal with that one siren that Bobby had to kill for us and now this?! Sammy, I don’t know.”

“Dean, I don’t like it either, but we have to. Besides, the Choi family has done so much for us when we had that one case. This is the least we could do.”

“Who are the Chois if I may ask?”

Sam and Dean turned to Castiel and Jack, who tilted their heads in confusion at the same time when Cas asked that question. 

“The Choi family helped us out with a wendigo case one time when they were in town. They had everything they needed to track them down. All they needed was a bit more muscle. The eldest and youngest were kind of weak at that time.”

“Oh yeah. Wasn’t the middle child drooling over you one time? Cas, let me tell you. Her brothers didn’t like that at all. They thought Sam was showing off.”

“I wasn’t!”

Dean chuckled softly while Sam shoved him lightly with a somewhat annoyed scowl on his face. It didn’t help that there was a faint blush on the tall man’s face as Dean said that. Jack saw this and a small grin appeared on his face. Cas had a small grin on his face as well. 

“It seems you two are well acquainted with these Chois. And from the sound of it, you guys are sure yet unsure at the same time. Tell me. What’s so different about this siren from the one that Bobby helped you kill? Assuming you guys are tracking down a siren.”

“We are. And unlike the last one, this one is different. This type of siren is basically the blueprint of all the sirens we’ve already faced. It’ll be harder to kill. We don’t know anything about this siren so we’re going in blind.”

“It shouldn’t matter though.”

The three of them turned their heads towards the nephilim in confusion.

“Like Dean said, kill first, ask questions later. Maybe it’s a good thing we’re going in blind. That way, we can pinpoint this siren’s weakness and use it to our advantage. Will we get hurt? Yeah we will. Will it be worth it? Yes.”

The Winchesters were deep in thought as they let Jack’s words sink in. Despite the lingering doubt in their minds, they knew in their hearts that they owed the Chois. Sighing wearily, Dean fiddled with the keys of their iconic black 1967 Chevy Impala. 

“Ok. It’s settled. We’re going to help the Chois.” 

Sam nodded and immediately went off to load their supplies inside Baby. Jack followed behind Sam while Cas stayed behind to talk with Dean some more. 

“If I may ask, what exactly do they need help with?” 

“The youngest Choi. His name is Jongho. And he’s been missing for some time.”

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“Hey, guys.”

San greeted the Winchesters and allowed them inside. Cas & Jack were stunned with the way San looked. They’ve been told he was weak. However, with the way he carried most of their weapons inside his home with ease, it seemed they were deceived. It wasn’t their fault however. The Winchesters themselves didn’t know how much San had bulked up since the last time they met. That’s when Jack made his bold statement. 

“You’re huge, sir.”

Sam looked mortified, Dean & Cas gaped at the nephilim, and San chuckled softly. A faint blush was on his cheeks as he nodded his head in acknowledgement of Jack’s compliment. 

“Thank you, Jack. And I hear you’re powerful.”

Jack beamed brightly and nodded rapidly. San matched his bright expression as he gestured for the hunters and seraph to take a seat. As they sat down, they heard footsteps descend the stairs. They all turned around and their jaws dropped. 

“Y/N…”

“Hi, guys!”

You greeted them cheerily and hugged them all, except for Jack. You shook his hand and then hugged him. After that, you ran over to San and hugged him. San threw an arm around you and kissed the side of your head. Dean’s eyes were wide, Cas had his head tilted, Jack was intrigued by the family dynamic, and Sam.

Poor Sam.

The youngest Winchester was trying so hard to keep it together. You’d certainly grown from that teenage girl he first met to an amazing young woman. Your hair was longer, your figure was fuller, and your sunshine personality stayed the same. Dean elbowed him slightly in order to get him to stop staring at you. After all, the last thing he needed was an earful from her brothers. 

“Thanks for helping us out.”

“Of course. We figured we owed you one after that wendigo case a long time ago.”

Once the pleasantries and small talk were over, the six of you got down to it. You and San had the area mapped out and pointed to areas that the siren had holed himself up in. You also explained to Cas & Jack how Jongho was taken. Sam heard the slight crack in your voice and looked at San, who nodded stiffly as his way of letting him know that he could comfort you. Sam stood beside you and spoke softly. 

“Hey. We’ll get him back. Jongho’s a tough kid. He hasn’t fallen victim to this siren’s tactics yet so we still have time.”

“I know, but still…”

“Kid, don’t worry. We got this.”

You looked up at Dean after reassuring you in that gruff voice of his. You grinned slightly and nodded in acknowledgement to his words. After San laid out a plan for tomorrow, you all ate dinner and retired in your respective rooms. Sam took over San’s room, Dean & Cas shared the guest room, San took over Jongho’s room, and you shared your room with Jack since you wanted to know the nephilim more. 

“So what’s the tea on Dean and Castiel?”

“Oh you have no idea, Y/N.”

You giggled as Jack recounted all the times that their tension was thick. 

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“Alright. We’ll split up. Dean goes with Cas, I’ll go with Jack, and Sam goes with Y/N.”

Everyone nodded firmly as San spoke authoritavily and listened to the plan one more time before splitting up into their respective pairs. Dean & Cas went deeper into the forest, San & Jack searched near the lagoon, and you & Sam went inside the cave. As the two of you entered the cave and pointed your flashlight and gun in whatever suspicious direction, you decided to make some small talk. 

“So Jack told me about the tension between your brother and the angel in the trench coat. I just wanted confirmation from you.”

Sam chuckled smoothly as you asked about Dean & Cas.

“Yeah… they acknowledged that certain feelings for each other are present. Now it’s just a matter of acting upon those feelings. As of right now, I’m helping him come up with date ideas.”

“Ok but that’s cute though.”

Your giggle made Sam’s heart melt. He wanted to hear that giggle more so in between your conversation, he cracked some bad jokes here and there. Some of them earned a smack to his shoulder, but most of the time, you simply giggled. 

‘So cute.’

Sam thought in the back of his mind. After a few more minutes of searching the cave, your flashlight flickered. You cursed under your breath and Sam noticed this. He tried to pull out the spare flashlight in his rucksack as fast as he could, but to no avail. As soon as your flashlight went out, a slimy hand covered his mouth and dragged him away. You were too busy beating up your flashlight to notice that he was taken away. After a couple more smacks, it flickered back to life. You smiled in victory momentarily before shining it all around you. That’s when you noticed the opened rucksack beside you. The smile vanished and panic set in. 

“SAM?!

You yelled out for him in worry as you carried the rucksack with you and searched for him. 

“SAMMY, DON’T PLAY WITH ME! WHERE ARE YOU?!”

You heard faint whispers echoing throughout the cave and a chill went down your spine. Despite that, you pushed forward. Shuffling sounds were heard behind you and you pointed behind you, only to find nothing. You huffed quietly and searched around some more. 

“Over here.”

Your ears perked up at Sam’s quiet voice from a certain direction. Your gut was telling you to not go in that direction, but against your better judgement, you walked towards the sound of the voice. You laughed awkwardly. 

“I told you not to play with me!”

You teased him and Sam laughed lightly.

“Sorry, babe. I couldn’t help it.”

You froze in your tracks, all teasing manners thrown out the window. 

Sam never called you any type of pet name, let alone ‘babe’ at that. However, you decided to play along. 

“No worries!”

As you got closer, your flashlight shone upon the familiar backside clad in a flannel and huge brown jacket. You then saw the back of his head. His chestnut brown hair was still swept back, but did it appear longer? Or was that your imagination? Either way, you shrugged and tapped his shoulder. He turned around and smirked. 

“Hey there~”

Your heart was racing rapidly at the way Sam’s voice was lighter and a bit more seductive. 

“Uh… hi.”

Sam cooed at the sight of your unsure nature and stepped forward before reaching out to caress your cheek. His touch felt familiar yet it was still slightly foreign. He never willingly touched you. He always had to have approval from you first before doing anything else. He bent down to your height and observed you even further. You held your breath and kept your guard up even though you wanted nothing more than to lean into his touch. 

“Have I ever told you how utterly gorgeous you are?” 

You’ve never heard Sam say that before. If you did, it would be awkward. Because that’s how Sam was. He slowly backed you up until you hit the cavern wall. He bent down some more and inhaled your scent, which made you freeze. Your flashlight was dropped from your hand and you tried hard to reach for the gun you stupidly tucked away when you saw him. He retracted his head and leaned in closer to you, feeling his breath on your lips. 

“I’ve wanted you for so long, darling. You grew up beautifully. Now? I can claim you as mine.”

You weren’t paying attention since you were focused on his eyes. 

Sam’s eyes were brown. 

This Sam’s eyes were silver. 

You momentarily looked behind you to see Jongho creep up behind ‘Sam’ with a dagger in his hands. As much as you wanted to feel relief upon seeing your baby brother, you had to focus on the task at hand. You snaked a hand onto his shoulder and signalled with two fingers to have the dagger given to you. Jongho saw this and nodded before delicately placing the weapon into your waiting palm. Once your fingers curled around the hilt in a tight grip, you smiled sensually at ‘Sam’ before driving the dagger into his shoulder blade. 

“FUCK!”

You pushed him away and Jongho held him down with his impressive strength while the real Sam appeared out of hiding and aggressively pulled out the dagger from fake Sam’s back before angling the blade towards his neck. 

“Who are you?!”

A loud cackle echoed through the vast cave as fake Sam slowly morphed back into his true form. His hair turned from brown to black, his face morphed back into something of androgynous beauty, and his body shrank back into the lean form the siren started out with. The flannel, thick jacket, jeans, and combat boots changed into a ruffled white shirt, slim black pants, heeled black boots, and a black corset that hugged his tiny waist deliciously. An evil smirk was on his face as he broke out of Jongho’s hold and pinned Sam down to the ground. Sam struggled underneath the siren’s grip while the siren straddled the taller man and looked down at him seductively.

“My oh my. Such a handsome man you are, Winchester. I can see why Y/N likes you.”

Sam shivered as the siren bent down to lick a stripe up from the base of his neck to behind his ear with his long tongue. An obnoxious moan left the siren’s lips as he ground his hips into Sam’s lap slightly yet aggressively whilst his head was thrown. His fingers dragged down Sam’s chest and he bent down once more. 

“Don’t you want me?” He asked him seductively, his silver eyes shining brightly with malintent. 

“HANDS OFF MY MAN, SEONGHWA!”

Sam’s eyes widened as you sprinted towards Seonghwa and tackled him with all your might. Jongho helped him up and checked for vital injuries, to which there were none. The youngest Choi and the youngest Winchester had to run over towards you to pull you away from Seonghwa. The siren was holding his defined cheek since you scratched it with the dagger. 

“This isn’t over, Choi Y/N.”

Seonghwa smashed a crumbling wall next to him, giving him time to slither away whilst the three of you moved out of the way to avoid getting hit by falling rocks. Sam covered you while Jongho kept an eye out for anything suspicious. Once the debris stopped falling and the dust settled, you ran over to Jongho and cried out of relief in his arms. Jongho hugged you back tightly and kissed the top of your head. 

“Thanks for saving me.”

Sam nodded meekly, still trying to shake off the icky feeling Seonghwa left on him. You looked up at Sam and walked over towards him before grasping his hand in yours. 

“Hey. It’s over. Come on. Let’s get out of here.” 

“Yeah yeah. Sure.”

Jongho felt bad for Sam since Seonghwa was basically the alpha siren and he honestly had no idea that Seonghwa would do that. You tried your best to calm Sam down as the three of you walked out of the cave. The remaining four approached you guys and Dean looked distraught as he walked over to Sam’s trembling form. Cas looked over at Jongho to check for any injuries he needed to heal while Jack looked over at you and San. The two of you had a silent conversation, which confused Jack. 

What the hell was happening?

Soon, all seven of you made it back into the Choi household, where the atmosphere was awkward yet comforting. Dean and Cas were asking you, Sam, and Jongho questions about what happened while San grabbed a jacket and walked out of the house briskly. Jack was debating on whether or not he should follow him, but after mulling it over, he decided to just focus on his family. After recalling today’s events, everyone went to sleep. It had been a long day. Dean & Cas took up the guest room, Jongho got his room back, Sam shared your room (much to both of your delight) and Jack took up San’s room since San wouldn’t be back until tomorrow. Team Free Will 2.0 were confused as to why the eldest Choi was out so late while you and Jongho knew of the simmering anger that was threatening to tip over inside of San’s subconscious yet decided to let him handle it on his own so Jongho could sleep right away while you were busy comforting Sam. 

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“You went too far, Hwa.”

The alpha siren giggled mischieviously while San was seething with anger. The two men were in a hidden alcove located alongside the western part of the lagoon. Seonghwa sighed and glided over to San before wrapping his arms around the man’s broad shoulders. 

“At least Sam and Y/N are now closer than before.”

“Yeah but you seducing the youngest Winchester wasn’t part of the plan.”

“While I’ll admit that it’s my fault for doing that, you have to admit. It worked.”

San sighed and uncrossed his arms as he looked down at his lover with disappointment. Seonghwa noticed and the playful demeanour washed away. He carefully held San’s face in his hands. His silver eyes faded into a normal brown and they went big with sadness. 

“I didn’t hurt Sam or Y/N, right?”

“No, you didn’t.” 

“If I honestly went too far, just tell me. I’m so sorry, darling.”

San sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose while Seonghwa panicked. His hands were shaking, which was uncharacteristic of him. He was the alpha siren for fucks sake! He shouldn’t feel any shame! And yet here he was… 

“I’m sorry, San. I’m so sorry.”

San heard Seonghwa apologize hoarsely and reached out to grab him by the waist with one arm. The other reached out to grip the collar of his ruffled shirt. 

“Don’t apologize, Hwa. It wasn’t your fault. Your siren nature instinctively told you to do that.”

“But you hate it! I can smell the jealousy on you, y’know?!”

“So what if I’m jealous? It doesn’t matter.”

“Yes it does! I love you, San! I care about you! Can’t you see that I’m willing to change for you?!” 

San’s anger diminished when the first tear fell from Seonghwa’s starry eyes. He reached out to wipe it away. Seonghwa leaned into his touch and sniffled. 

“Don’t cry, my love. Please…”

Seonghwa hiccuped and looked away from him. San didn’t like that. He grabbed his chin and kissed the siren on the lips desperately and passionately. Seonghwa immediately kissed him back and dragged him over to the bedrock that was in the alcove. San hovered over him, his hands finding his waist before staring him down. 

“You’re mine, Seonghwa. No other man or woman can make you feel this good. Always remember that the next time you want to seduce someone out of the blue.”

“Y-Yes, daddy.”

“Good boy…”

[shunin-gumis]

As Master Joe Wishes - Track 08

Seasonal Team Event - L4mps

Thank you Aca for handling this chapter!

Location: Manor - Bedroom

Joe: Don’t come any closer!

Anonymous Member A: That said, what should we do?

Anonymous Member B: What’s up with this teddy bear anyways? Seems to be a high-spec robot from what I can see. 

Anonymous Member A: There might be some worth to this thing. Let’s take it back with us.

Daniel:  Funny you guys think you can leave here in one piece.

Anonymous Member B: Huh…?! When did you appear…!

Joe: D-Daniel…!

Daniel: Thought that if anyone was going to break in, it would be from the 2nd floor’s corridor. Seems like my guess was dead-on.  So blocking this path would cause problems for you lot, yeah?

Daniel: So, if you don’t want your heads to get blown off, put your hands up. 

Anonymous Member C: Even if you’ve predicted that much, it’s quite rash to come here alone.

Daniel: So you do have back up, huh.

Anonymous Member A: Now, grab that teddy bear and let’s leave!

Anonymous Member B: He’s just an amateur. Try shooting us if you can! 

Daniel: Sorry, but I got no hesitation to shoot this gun. 

Daniel: (For now, I should aim for the guy who’s holding Joe’s foot. I’ll leave the rest of ‘em to Sammy-san and the others.) 

Anonymous Member B: Ugh… Huh? I didn’t get hit…

Daniel: Wha…

Daniel: Why does this gun shoot out tulips and cherry blossom petals?!

Anonymous Member C: Let’s leave, go go!

Netaro: I found you, Daa! So you see~ That little gun was made for parties! Did it surprise you?

Daniel: Y-Y-You Idiot!

Daniel: Ugh, my back…! Even though I started feeling better…

??: Gah!

Netaro: Mhmmm, I hear the shriek of men from downstairs! How exciting!

Location: Manor - Large Parlor

Nagi: I’m really sorry for the inconvenience….

Anonymous Member A: Don’t you think it’s a bit rude towards the manufacturer to drop an iron  on our heads?!

Anonymous Member B: Making the door knob scalding hot is a cruel and unusual punishment! I almost burned my palms! You’d better pay for my hospital bills!

Anonymous Member C: If something like this ever happened to me, I’d become traumatized enough to quit my job!!

Nagi: I never thought that the trap combo from that movie would work so beautifully here… that said, this probably would cause trouble for the movie’s production company. This was all my fault. Good kids shouldn’t try this at home. 

Daniel: Why the hell is Nagi apologizing to the hand-cuffed thieves over here?

Hiramei: Well, the booby traps he set up worked, and we successfully captured the Anonymous members that tried to get away.

Hiramei: If they had taken Joe away, this probably would have become an international issue. That Hachinoya-san is truly a life-saver for the JPN police as well as my career. 

Joe: You don’t have to apologize to these felons, Nagi!

Nagi: No, I say this is already a fine form of unjustified self-defense. Samejima-san, please apprehend me. I’ll be turning myself in.

Samejima: Eh~?

Yodaka: However, with this, the other Anonymous members will know that the “prized treasure” would equal to a teddy bear.

Samejima: That’s true. Hiramei~ Don’t neglect your duties to survey the surroundings~

Samejima: We got 3 hours left, there might be a chance that back up may come to get their revenge. 

Samejima: They don’t seem to be the kind to negotiate.

Samejima: Besides, there is no mistaking that these mobs are just underlings used to cause trouble. Their tricks are quite daft.

Hiramei: Yes, sir! I’ll also report it to the units outside!

Location: Manor - Bedroom

Ryui: …..

Toi: …..

Netaro: …..

Toi: I’m glad that Master didn’t get abducted…

Ryui: Yeah, all thanks to Hachinoya this time. 

Toi: … Ani-sama, why did you leave Master behind?

Ryui: Well, I worry about you more than anyone else in the world.

Toi: Then does that mean…

Toi: You’d prioritize me above anything else?

Ryui: Yeah. Obviously.

Toi: Then, would you listen to me if I asked you to not protect Joe-sama?

Ryui: … Yeah.

Ryui: (That’s obvious… This has always been the case.)

Toi: I see…

Toi: I’ll get something to drink.

Ryui: Hah…

Netaro: Oh~

Ryui: What do you want?

Netaro: I had a thought if I were to cook up a replica AI of you, that thought process of yours would be horribly simple and easy ♪

Ryui: The hell you mean by that?

Netaro: I just have to set it up so it’ll do anything that Toi says. It’s pretty easy-peasy and lacking in excitement.

Ryui: You tryin’ to call me stupid… Asshole.

Ryui: (Ah… Can’t help but hate myself for leaving Joe behind. I’m sure I made the right decision when the lights went out and those bastards showed up, but still–)

Netaro: Is Toi your owner, Ryui?

Ryui: …..

Joe: No one owns each other. The same goes for me, as well as Ryui.

Ryui: ! You…

Samejima: Hey there~, sorry for interrupting.

Netaro: Joe and Sammy, what’s wrong?

Samejima: Actually, thanks to a request from the higher-ups, I’ll have to head to the airport now. I can escort Joe by myself for the rest of the evening.

Netaro: Hmmm… Wasn’t it a problem that you would look suspicious carrying a cute teddy bear around?

Samejima: Hm? It’s all right, an old man can even carry a teddy bear around. 

Netaro: Hmm?

Ryui: … Hey, earlier when I left you behind and went off, that was my ba-

Samejima: Oh dear, I must go now. I’ll contact you guys after, when the handover goes through.

Ryui: Ah…

Ryui: …..

Location: Manor

Hiramei: Well then, thanks for your hard work!!

Hiramei: *sigh* I’ll have to send those 3 in custody to the station, and then that’s it…

Hiramei: Huh…? Where did those 3 and the guards go?

Location: Manor - Large Parlor

Nagi: The party just a while ago seems like a lie now that it’s gotten all quiet. 

Toi: Yeah. It became a bit lonely here, somehow.

Yodaka: Let’s go meet them once things have calmed down.

Netaro: *snoring*

Daniel: I think I’ll go back and rest up, too~

Ryui: …..

Ryui: (If I were able to meet her again…)

Ryui: (Fuck, if I’m gonna be this agitated, I should have apologized even if I had to force it out of myself…What the hell I should do.)

Ryui: (Hm? There’s a sound coming from the wardrobe.)

Ryui: Who–?! The fuck?!

Nagi: Eh, there’s someone tied up in there. 

Daniel: ! Wait, is that?

Ryui: Samejima?!

Yodaka: Let me take this gag off for you. 

Samejima: Puha! A.. ake!

Nagi: For tonight’s dinner, we’ll be having cake?

Samejima: No, that me from earlier is a fake!

Daniel, Ryui, Toi, Nagi, Yodaka: Huh?!

[hikarry]

There should be more Good Omens x Supernatural crossovers

Fanart, fanfics, idc

Just

Castiel and Aziraphale's relationship would be fucking bomb! Hell, even Sam and Aziraphale's! They could be fucking nerds together

And don't get me stared on Crowley and Dean's dynamic! I just know they would absolutely annoy the fuck out of each other but become fast friends that just, ya know, thrive over fucking roasting each other but they would geek out over the other's car and music together. Just 🤌🏻 Crowley taking the shit out of Dean for him not only being American, but from bloody Texas of all places and Dean making a fake atupid British accent to annoy the shit out of Crowley because

Dean: "Look at me. Im a stupid demon that of all places in the world chose to become a fucking honorary Brit. How I love myself my stupid little tea at noon and pretend like I'm better than everybody else"

Crowley; "Listen here, you bloody Yankee, first off, tea is not my thing. Good whiskey, me. And I'm not bloody British! I'm a demon!"

Dean: "You sure act like one, posh bastard"

Crowley; "Posh? It's called having bloody manners! You fucking Americans must have lost them when you killed all the bloody natives and then came up with a stupid arse of a holiday to pretend you are the good guys"

Dean: "Says the Brit. Just the guys that enslaved half of the world and killed the other half."

Crowley: "I am not fucking British!"

Aziraphale: "He's right, Dean, dear. Technically we are not British. We don't have any nationality. We can speak every language and are nationless. Besides, we weren't involved with Britain's colonization. Actually, I believe Crowley spent most of his time in Iceland back in that century."

Crowley: "Oh yeah. We can speak every language but French, eh?"

Aziraphale: "We don't talk about that."

Castiel: "What's the problem with French?"

Crowley: "The problem is Aziraphale is absolute shit at it. It almost got him discorporated back in the French Revolution. Heavens, he can barely order a crepe when we go to Paris."

Castiel: "Why? It's in our nature to speak every language"

Aziraphale: "Oh for the love of all that's holy....I just decided to learn it the hard way, yes? Thought it might be fun."

Crowley: "Yeah. Just like the magic lessons you took. Which you are also shit at, by the way."

Sam: "Can't you like, do real magic?"

Crowley: "Precisely. But angel over here decided human magic was fun."

Aziraphale: "And I am correct! It's not my fault you are a cinic!"

Crowley: "You mean realistic. Every time I've seen you try to perform magic it's an absolute disaster. Embarrassing even."

Aziraphale: "Ah yes? What about my photo trick back in the 40s? Saved us, did it not?"

Crowley: "You did good there, yes. But, fucking Heavens angel-"

Dean: "Okay whatever. Let the fucking Brits have their little fight. We have work to do. Sammy, did you manage to locate the demon?"

Sam: "Actually, Aziraphale did."

Aziraphale: "It was quite easy, really. Crowley and I have dealt with them before"

Crowley: "You mean I saved your arse from them before"

Dean: "Oh for fucks sake, just let's go. Sammy, Cas, cmon."

Aziraphale: "Are you sure you don't want us to go? We could help."

Dean: "No. You both stay. Make up and makeout or whatever it is you do in your free time. We don't need you in the way"

Crowley: "Aziraphale, let's go. We gonna try and find some decent restaurant in this bloody city. Let them screw themselves. They will come begging for help before you know it"

Dean: "We've been dealing with demons for years, you pretentious fuck. We dunnot need your fucking help."

Crowley: "We've been alive for all the existence of humanity and have saved the world twice now."

Dean: "Big thing. We do that every other week. Open your mouth when you fight fucking God and then we will talk."

Sam: "Okay, okay, enough. You two go and do whatever it is that you want to do. We will reach out if we need help."

Aziraphale: "Jolly good. Come on, my dear. I've seen an amazing sushi restaurant down the street that looks decent enough."

[toringo]

Since I already made this a tag, I might as well develop the thought: William is a self-fulfilling prophecy personified. He wholeheartedly believes that no one would ever respect or need him in any way despite his desperate want for attention and splendor.

He wants people to give him attention and care for him, only to push them away and cry about how lonely he is; he alienates himself from Elizabeth, shoves her off, and so, despite still caring for him in a way, she grows resentful of him (just like she does with Henry).

I am 100% sure he was doing that with Henry, too. Henry must have loved him to some extent. If not romantically, then as a close friend, family perhaps. Yes - Henry was distant, constantly drifting away with his thoughts - fixated. If William cared to get closer, he would surely be able to.

But William wasn't trying to get any closer; he was in his little bubble of obsession and spite, always just a bit out of reach, wallowing in misery that he hid from everyone else.

Henry was his only close friend, but in the end, it was like they barely knew each other (They were both oh so lonely).

Instead of taking the first step, William grows jealous, craving Henry's attention and convincing himself he will never get it. He starts blaming it on Henry's children: Charlotte especially, 'daddy's little girl.'

In Charlie's memories, William looks like he is considering which one to take, her or her brother. I don't think that's the case - I think he's always intended to take her. It was just a matter of figuring out which was which: they were twins, and it was dark in the storage.

He knew what would hurt the most. Henry didn't seem to care about Sammy nearly as much as he did for his little girl. He started drowning himself in grief while William was considering some things.

What a power trip that was!

What a center of attention he's become, even though people weren't aware he was the culprit.

What a thrill.

Not only had it made him feel powerful (feared), but it had also given him a splendid opportunity to become Henry's shoulder to cry into. It had also fully convinced him of what he'd always thought: no one would ever love him. He was a terrifying and imposing figure.

Maybe he'd felt justified in his crime; maybe the fun that came with it was secondary.

He wanted to be hated, feared, to wake disgust. It was better than remaining unseen, even if it was his fault.

It's like he wants to get mistreated to have justification, of sorts, the satisfaction of being correct. He takes pleasure from people being scared of him, disgusted with him, and hating him. Whenever someone shows any sign of care or concern, he lashes out.

Did he beg Henry to mistreat him? Not with words, but his behavior? Did he confess so he could see the betrayal, the hatred? Disgust? Was he drinking it off his eyes? Did he want Henry to turn that hatred into violence?

When Henry made his last decision, was he disappointed? Was he satisfied?

Lonely, again?

He is constantly setting himself up for failure.

[em-harlsnow]

everyone talks about how much they hate Debbie. WHERE IS THE LIP HATE????

okay, so I dont hate lip, I find it hard to HATE people when they aren't inherently evil (Terry) or have done some awful things (Frank, Monica, Sammy) but I definitely dont like the guy.

I understand where a lot of his behaviours come from, like the yelling and anger issues, but I find it so hard to watch. He constantly takes his issues out on Fiona by yelling, not allowing her any of the 'benefit of the doubt' that she gave him. She pushed him to go to school, helped him get help for his alcoholism and when she struggled, he screamed at her. When she made mistakes, like letting Monica back into their lives, causing her to take their money, Lip completely blamed her.

Again, I understand it's a deflection. He's mad at Monica or Frank or himself half the time (although yes he also gets mad at Fiona directly) and takes it out on her. It's also a learnt behaviour, copying Frank's anger and shouting.

Even so, it pisses me off.

Also, the arrogance?? Now, I'm self aware, I know my faults and personally I know that I'm an arrogant shit. I try not to be, but it mainly stems from insecurity. I get that, but still. It makes me mad that he thinks he's better than everyone, when in reality he makes just as many stupid mistakes.

Anyway, I have a lot of sympathy for all shameless characters, (aside from a few) and find it difficult to actually dislike or hate them. Lip has many redeemable qualities.

I just find it unreasonable and annoying that Lip is often praised while EVERYONE hates Debbie. I blame it on the fact that it's okay for a man to be annoying, but the moment a woman is annoying she is immediately the worst human on the planet.

Debbie is annoying, Lip is annoying, and both are also lovable and have really good qualities.