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koreads · 8 months

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DRUNK! HAZEL.

PLOT: Hazel goes to a party and gets a little drunk, but her classmate takes good care of her.

thinking too much about college au, probably bc it's closer to what i'm living and i feel like college is a experience that's kinda of similar to everyone. anyway, enjoy hazel being a cutie while drunk.

The first time Hazel drank was on her last day of high school.

It was obviously PJ idea. The had a small liquor bottle and distributed to all of her friends. It was their last day, after all. "We survived high school" she said, everyone cheering up, drinking small shots and laughing because of the weird taste.

It didn't take too much time to get Hazel drunk, she was very lightweight and Drunk! Hazel was very emotional and clingy.

The girls took way too many videos of Hazel cuddling into them at random moments saying that she would miss them ( most of them were going to the same college, but no one had the chance to explain that to a crying Hazel), there were videos of Hazel crying because she did stomp on a ant or because she did drop Isabel's cell phone.

The next morning she woke up with her head hurting like a bitch, then promised herself to not drink ever again.

But, she was now at college. With all the parties, boredoom and stress, it was pretty much impossible to not drink, even if it was just a little and for distraction

She was at a frat party when she got drunk. She followed PJ and Josie again, Josie went to watch Isabel to perform with the cheer squad, PJ went to flirt with girls and Hazel was there because she had nothing better to do.

So, one beer, then another, and another. Then a couple of vodka shots, and then Hazel was at pool, very close to crying.

—Hey, are you okay? — a voice called behind her.

—I'm fine. —Hazel answered, sniffing —Just thinking about how sad a fish must be. Like, one moment you're swimming happily in the ocean and the next you're being served dinner at the Sushi Bar

—Oh, so you are drunk. —the voice mumbled, getting closer to Hazel. The owner of the voice was Y/N, the smart girl in her literature class.

—I'm not drunk, I'm Hazel. —and them she started sobbing again —I mean, I do know you, you're Y/N but I'm that much irrelevant that you don't even remeber my name? —At that Hazel was crying uncontrollably.

Y/N came closer to her, wrapping her arms around the girl shoulder, trying to calm her down.

—No, no. Hey, I do know you. —Y/N said, rubbing Hazel arms —You sit right at the front, last week you said some joke very quietly about Romeo and Juliet. I do remember that.

Hazel came back to her sniffling state, her nose running a little at Y/N jacket, but she didn't seem to care.

—Yes. I said something. —Hazel felt very calm at the sight of Y/N smiling —I'm hungry.

—Do you want to go get some food? —Y/N cleaned Hazel tears with the paws of her jacket, smiling a little more when the girl noded .

If earlier at that week someone told Hazel that she would be eating some chicken nuggets at Y/N car she wouldn't believe. Maybe she would think that it was her own dream, definitely not a real thing. But there she was. Her eyes puffy from all the crying, her nose running and sitting at the passenger seat of Y/N L/N, the smatest and prettiest girl at her literature class.

—Feeling better? —Y/N said, Hazel was too concentrated at eating and thinking, so she only noded as an answer. —Good. Now, let's take you to the pharmacy, get you some painkillers.

—I'm okay. Nothing is hurting.

—Your head will hurt in the morning. —Y/N answered, ruffling Hazel hair. —So, we'll get them and next we'll get you home.

She did exactly as she told, getting a box of painkiller and some Gatorade to Hazel, then leaving her in the appartment she lived with Sylvie.

—Can I kiss you? —Hazel blurted out, making Y/N gag on her Soda.

Obviously, sober Hazel wouldn't do that, but, the Clingy&Drunk Hazel did. That girl, who she barely knew, took care of her. She did buy Hazel food and pills, took her home, and looked beautiful doing all that.

—No, you can't. —Y/N said, Hazel did pout at answer. Feeling humiliated and the tears were about to get out —But you can ask me that any other day, when you're not drunk. I'll 100% say yes.

—Oh... —Hazel looked at the apartament building, playing with her fingers. —Can you kiss me on the cheek? Just the cheek. —So, Drunk!Hazel was also shameless. Clingy, emotional and shameless.

Y/N laughed, leaning in and kissing Hazel cheek then, opening the door for her.

—See you around, Hazel.

The next morning, Hazel woke up with a severe headache, mentally thanking Y/N for the medicine and a text message from an unknown number:

"hi, i hope you don't forget about asking for that kiss.

Y/n"

Hazel never got more happy about being drunk in her whole life.

#bottoms (2023)#hazel callahan #hazel callahan fluff #hazel callahan drabble #hazel callahan x reader #ruby cruz #college au! hazel callahan

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ohbo-ohno · 7 months

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I'm gripping the bars of my cage desperately, I'm chewing at the bars, begging, pleading for more zombie ghoap x reader au.

zombie ghoap x reader au coming right up chef 🫡

btw this is super similar to charliemwrites' jaw dropping ghoap x reader "the (scottish) cabin in the woods" so you need to go read that immediately (and leave a nice comment because charlie rocks)

cw for noncon puppyplay below the cut

i was talking to ceilidh a tiny bit about this earlier, and i think that johnny and reader met in like a cannibal cult kinda thing. very much so like that episode of TLOU, yknow? they both think they've found a little commune safe haven, but it very quickly becomes clear that that's not the case.

anyways, they end up trying to get out together when they realize what's going on, and have to kill a few of the cult members :/ they've been "stuck together" ever since

they threaten to leave the other for dead (or kill them in the middle of the night) constantly. it hasn't happened yet, obviously, but boy oh boy do both of them bring it up nonstop. they act like they hate each other, but honestly they just need to fuck

but they're sorta stuck together now. you're better off paired up with someone than on your own, that's something they both learned pre-cult fiasco. and, really, they don't dislike each other nearly as much as you might think based on the way they gripe

enter ghost. he spots these two survivors wandering through the forest, one injured and both filthy, and basically thinks to himself "hm. could be good in home entertainment"

(here's the deal with puppyplay like this - it's absurd, and we're just going with it. alright??? just WORK with me here)

if you didn't see, i put in the tags of the original post "#btw - he takes you home then chains you both up outside and says something like “this is where dogs stay” :/#dont worry you're perfectly safe (he has a high fence keeping zombies out) but he likes to hear how scared you get when you're out there all#you're both quite well behaved when he lets you in for dinner the next night <3#he only has to scold you once when you both complain about being made to eat while kneeling on the floor next to him"

you're probably both "behaving" because you don't want him to. you know. fucking KILL YOU. but this is also a zombie apocalypse au, so you're both totally feral too. and this is an apocalypse ghost too, which means he's probably way harsher and way rougher around the edges than he even is in canon

anyways i think soap and reader here are more likely to be like "lets wait this out and try to escape when he's not expecting it" except they're like... really bad at trying to play along

ANYWAYS!!!! ghost takes you two back to his compound, ties the both of you up outside for the night. he wraps soap's ankle first, gives him a stern command to stay off of it, and goes back inside like everything is normal. he watches you two over the camera while planning out how he'll build some outdoor kennels for the two of you

you're both cold and tired and hungry and scared the next morning, so it doesn't take much coaxing on his part to get you inside. it takes a lot more coaxing to keep you two on your knees :/

honestly johnny's ankle is so fucked that it's almost a relief to keep pressure off of it (even if it means crawling around on the floor like an animal) but you care a hell of a lot more. ghost threatens to break your ankles before you finally listen :/

he ties the leashes to your wrists, to keep you both out of trouble as much as he can. it's not like either of you are eager to go very far - his house is warm and you're both chilled to the bone from your night outisde

anyways. that's all i've got like, linearly. but i can offer some random little tidbits about their lives after

ghost makes you both eat from the floor. he gives you plates (no silverware) at first and lets you use your hands, and gradually works the two of you up to eating from bowls with just your mouths

you and johnny bicker constantly and simon frequently makes the two of you kiss to make up :( forces you to make out with each other while he smokes a cigarette and enjoys the show. no matter how mad you are, you both end up needy and humping the air when he finally lets you stop

he tries to have you two sleep in the same crate, but it does not go well. ghost very quickly realizes that you two will try to tear each other's throats out if forced that closely together for an entire night

sometimes one of you will try to get the other in trouble. there's one particular night where you trick johnny into misbehaving and he's stuck in the outside kennel all night - but it rains. and every time you glance out the window you see how sad and cold he looks :((( ghost lets you love on him the next morning, and soap is more than eager for a bit of comfort after such a miserable night

#sometimes i giggle putting a cw for noncon puppyplay cause like. why are you following me if you DONT like that lmao #but then i remember this stuff pops up in people's recommended. and i tag it properly #asks and answers #ghoap x reader #zombie apocalypse ghoap x reader

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pomefioredove · 16 days

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new fav twst fic author just dropped lmao I love you sm 😂 💕

btw can I ask for an angsty fic abt reader being scared of falling in love w someone? yk like instead of butterflies in their stomach, it feels bad, demeaning and gross? like, in the end they don't realize they're in love bc of how afraid it makes the reader, but ends up sucking it up bc of a valuable friendship? yk, like love it-hate it?

but pick whichever character u want, feel like this would work out w a few of them 👀

thank you!! and OHHH I love this genre of angst... I'm very like this as a person. my immediate reaction was vil but I've done a similar prompt with him in the past so I'm branching out

summary: all is fair in love and war type of post: short fic characters: lilia additional info: ambiguously romantic, angsty, reader is gender neutral, reader is not specified to be yuu but kinda is?

Love and hate are emotions too close for comfort.

It's times likes these that remind you of why Aphrodite and Ares were always tangled in affair, why the hands of love and war fit so nicely together.

Red is the color of both romance and blood.

The heart doesn't distinguish between the heat of passion and the heat of battle, and there's really nothing quite pleasant about that feeling: it's sticky, uncomfortable, warm and wet, making a home in every divot of your skin. It dries on you like blood.

Sometimes, you wonder if being stabbed would be easier.

After all, physical pain, perhaps, is preferable to the dizzying sensation of a beating heart, so noticeable that you can almost taste it from the back of your throat.

...This unwelcome, intrusive feeling, a thief in the night, a sudden loud noise, something that no amount of deep breathing and waiting can seem to quell.

It's not so much longing as it is torture.

You resent yourself for feeling this way. For the way your stomach turns, as if sick, every time you see him.

For the way you can't seem to stop thinking about it, about him, about every little thing he does, about every little question he leaves you with. It's a form of obsession, though one you struggle to resist.

Some days you fantasize about interrogating him until he explains all that he is, so that you might understand why it's him, of all people, him.

But that would never work.

Lilia Vanrouge enjoys keeping the fine print to himself, always leaving you guessing, always leaving you hungry for more. He does it on purpose, he knows, but he enjoys playing this game of cat and mouse far too much to ever finish the kill.

...At first, you did see it as a sort of game. Now, it feels more like a trap, and one that you so eagerly and stupidly walked into.

And yet, still, you can't find it within yourself to resent him. You can't find a way to accuse him of sorcery, of bewitching you, because you know, deep down, that this is your own doing.

You were the one who set the trap. Who started the war.

It was you, you, who blindly ran into battle, armed with nothing but your wits and the pit in your stomach. You were destined to lose from the beginning.

This... feeling. The one that makes your stomach turn, that makes you dizzy, that poisons your mind and senses and turns you stupid and hungry and obsessive, it's your own doing.

And you could just as likely kill it off, swing your blade of reason down on its sickly, thin neck and just be over with it.

But you won't.

And that's the other half of the battle.

For as much as it haunts you, as it tortures you, as it makes you toss and turn at night fantasizing about answers and wars and traps, you want to lose. You want to play this game with him.

Now, it's simply a question of who will strike the final blow.

#twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #lilia vanrouge x reader #queued #weird descriptions of love and romance are my THING

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hundredandsix · 11 months

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inner child headcanons ✩ [ellie williams] ✩

✩ wc: 1.2k

✩ Just thinking about Ellie's inner child and helping her heal it. She's so cute. I want to give her a hug and make her cookies.

✩ cw: none. only fluffy cuteness overload.

✩ As with any happy relationship, you are going to see all parts of Ellie. You will see the newborn whose mother did anything she could to save her, the happy-go-lucky girl that had a useless feud with Bill, the angry teenager who felt betrayed by Joel's actions, and the young woman who got a tattoo to cover her scar. But you will also see the child whose first love was ripped away traumatically and who was manipulated by an evil man who promised to help her.

✩ She obviously had a very fucked up childhood, but she might not register it as that because most people her age went through similar experiences (besides the whole having immunity and almost being killed for it kinda thing). The person that helped her discover her sexuality was taken from her in a very violent way, and she likely had to be the one to kill her. We're not even going to talk about David because he doesn't deserve a second of my thoughts.

✩ So it's kind of obvious to you but she likely wouldn't see it that way. Joel played a part in her healing initially. I don't see him as a parental figure for her, but having an adult that she trusted in her life helped her make some progress. That is until she found out the secret he kept from her. Then she spent so much time running away from it and away from him because she felt it was her fault.

✩ And that's why it's really confusing for her when she gets so attached to you. She never thought of herself as the clingy type, but after you get together, she wants to be with you all the time. This is not to say it's her self-esteem that's lacking, but she feels so safe and validated when she's around you. Like she's useful and needed.

✩ In short, it creates a lot of confusion for her. She doesn't understand why she always falls asleep when you two are alone. She's a chronic insomniac, but even when she feels well-rested, she gets so sleepy from the heat of your body and the curve of your smile. She feels so safe and knows that with you is where she's meant to be. Her nervous system finally relaxes and she gives in to the simple pleasure of your body against hers.

✩ Physical contact is important to her, but it can't be something she feels used for. Touching you in a way that is tender and not at all sexual is healing for her. She can be gentle. She can be soft and loving. You just need to help her prove that to herself.

✩ She's used to the attention being on her for the big things. Like when she found out she was immune and when she finds something useful on patrol. But the way you notice the little things about her sends her heart racing and warmth flooding through her body. You notice when she parts her hair on the other side and when she pulled the string out of her hoodie because she chewed off the ends. You notice when she doesn't eat because she's "not hungry" and when she changes her soap. Those little things drive her crazy because it feels so strange to be noticed on a deeper level like that.

✩ She finds a lot of comfort in what some would consider "childish" activities and hobbies. She collects cards and action figures because these were never things she could keep as a kid. They'd get stolen or broken. So now that she has her own space, she likes having these little items to make it truly hers.

✩ I'm just imagining finding her a little stuffed dinosaur that has mostly survived the elements of the apocalypse. She will pretend she finds it silly, but the fact that you remembered her fascination with dinosaurs and thought of her when you saw something so cute and soft made her feel what can only be described as childlike joy. She names it after you and cuddles it when you're not around. Otherwise, he sits politely on her lopsided couch in her little shack.

✩ Having her own space is very important to her, and she wants to create a shared solitude between the two of you. That being said, sometimes she just wants to be alone and she needs you to respect that. She didn't have this as a kid, so it means a lot to her that she can decorate her space as she chooses and do whatever she wants in it.

✩ She doesn't understand that she's seeking someone that comforts her inner child like this, and she may never realize it. She's just so angry about the childhood she never got to experience and the parents she doesn't know how to miss. So finding someone that knows how to hug the hurt, exhausted little girl who doesn't want to be alone would be monumental to her.

✩ She's great with kids. It almost feels like they seek her out because they just have that innate understanding between them. Ellie knows what it's like to feel unwanted and hopeless and she never wants any other child to feel like that.

✩ She finds spending meal times with you so comforting. Sometimes, she feels like she can actually get something down. You help take her mind off of the texture of the food and how it feels. It's just so intimate because she's used to eating on the go, but being vulnerable in front of each other and talking about your days makes her so happy.

✩ She gets so lost in her thoughts that she needs you to physically pull her out of them sometimes. Whether it's grabbing her hand or running your fingers through her hair, she needs that distraction. Ellie needs someone to remind her that going over a thought, again and again, is not going to change the outcome.

✩ She won't show it, but words mean a lot to her. She is the type of girl that will think about arguments for hours afterward and roll the conversation over her mind, thinking of what she should have said. She can take things very literally, so she might misunderstand what you are saying as something hurtful. That seems to be the default to her, so that's what she expects from others.

✩ When she feels safe with you, she will rant to you. She's so quiet at first, but once you've established that sense of trust, she wants to tell you about all her interests, and what she found on patrol, and the joke Jesse told her yesterday. She has no problem reciprocating this. She wants to listen to you rant and rave as well. But if she even gets the slightest idea that you are growing annoyed or irritated at her words, it'll be hard to get her to open back up again.

✩ She looks most at peace when she's sleeping. Her face relaxes and the years of running and scavenging seem to disappear. It makes you want to cuddle her deeper into your arms and never let her go <3

#ellie tlou #ellie williams x y/n #ellie williams #lesbian #tlou #ellie x reader #ellie williams imagine #ellie x y/n #headcanons #ellie williams drabble #ellie williams fluff #hundredandsix

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wizardfrog69 · 1 year

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Hey again! :D A similar request as the last one, but this time the child is smaller (10-11), and Fyodor and Nikolai raise them together! I just wanna see how good they would be at parenting together TvT (i love your writing!!)

Thaaaank yoooouuuuuu :))))))

Thanks for your request!!!!!

'•.¸♡ parenting ♡¸.•'

Gn!reader (platonic)

Fyodor x Nikolai ig, weather you see it as platonic or not is up to you.

Fluff

Masterlist

Enjoy!

Again, who the fuck knows where Nikolai found a random child but he found you and now he's rasing you with Fyodor.

Tbh they are shit at parenting, like a clown and a manipulative bitch as parents? That child is growing up to be fucked up for real.

Okay, I've calmed down a bit, let's continue.

In this scenario Nikolai and Fyodor live together.

The first time Fyodor met you was when he came home to you sleeping on the sofa and Nikolai making something to drink in the kitchen.

'Why is there a child in out living room?' Fyodor asked, confession lingering in his voice.

'Their name is y/n and they are our new child!' Nikolai explained with a smile while preparing a cup of tea for Fyodor.

'Why?' Fyodor's tone was more of an annoyed one this time.

'Why not?' Nikolai placed a tea bag in a cup before pouring the water in.

Fyodor just sighed and accepted the fact that you were going to live with them now.

Fyodor isn't around that much naturally so you were closer to Nikolai but whenever Fyodor was around he didn't seem as scary as people made him out to be.

Fyodor did try to take care of you properly, educating you if he had the time and when he didn't he told you what to learn and gave you a plan until your next lesson, Fyodor wasn't the best teacher and had a hard time comprehending the fact that you were 10 and 10 year olds (including most of the population) aren't as smart as him.

Does Nikolai try to teach you anything? Nope, maybe some magic tricks here and there but other than that not much. Education is restricting in some ways and doesn't let the mind be creative and learn on its own so they way to be as free as one could get is to not learn stuff which will restrict the person and their imagination, now one should still attend school because you need to learn and stuff.

Since Fyodor is out at work most of the time you are left alone with Nikolai, you're too young to be left alone so Nikolai has to take care of you but he also has work and who else would be a great Babysitter than everyone's favourite: Sigma!

Nikolai said he had to go to work and you couldn't go with him so he took you to a good friend by the name of Sigma.

Without a knock Nikolai burst in through the door and startled a man sitting by a desk doing some paper work. 'Quiz time! Why am I here?' Nikolai announced while you awkwardly stood slightly behind him. Sigma didn't answer and only stared in disbelief at you for a few seconds before practically shouting at Nikolai 'Why on earth do you have a child with you?!'

Nikolai only laughed him off and started to walk up to him. By the time you two were in front of the desk Sigma calmed down and spoke in softer and more calmer tone to you trying to be as nice as he could while not being irritated by Nikolai. 'Is everything okay? Do you need help?'

Nikolai laughed at his questions and asked him to look after you for a while before leaving you there.

Sigma became a regular Babysitter to you and the longer you spend there the more activities became available to you. Sigma get some board games or something so the two of you could play while being there.

But what if Sigma cannot take care of you? Well the only option is bring-your-child-to-work day for Fyodor. He told you to just kinda chill there and stay quiet as he typed away but you cannot expect a child to sit I'm silence for hours and hours on end.

'Fyodor... I'm sorry but I'm hungry.' You were sitting on the floor surrounded by cables and what not. Fyodor stopped his typing and look at you, at the time and back to you, it was (whatever time you eat dinner) so he decided to take you somewhere to eat something.

The most likely scenario is the two of you going back to his house so he can make something for you to eat but if he's in a rush he'll get take out or something.

Since today was more of a busy day for him he told you to get up and the two of you left for town to get something, he wasn't going to call for take out, that would risk people knowing where he lives and that is bad, very bad.

You had a great time out, you did mostly walk in silence to the restaurant and turn back but it was still nice. On your way there you spotted a cat and wanted to pet it but Fyodor was moving quickly ahead and didn't bother to stop for a simple cat.

Once going back the cat was still in its and you ran up to the cat carefully as to not scare it away and started petting it. The cat was woke up but didn't move still enjoying the sun. Fyodor caught up to you rather quickly but instead of moving along not paying attention he stopped and let you pet the cat for a little before telling you that you two have to leave.

You two got back and ate your food making light conversation

I don't believe Fyodor has any other chairs beside his own in his office so you have to sit on the floor or stand.

Overall Nikolai and Fyodor aren't the best parents a child could ask for but not the worst, they care for their child and their wellbeing.

Also Nikolai insists on calling him тато (tato: dad) or pa or something like that.

༺♡༻ 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 ⋆ 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 ༺♡༻

Тато is Ukrainian btw

His is longer than expected and honestly I could keep going.

Have a wonderful day/night and do something you enjoy.

-love, Az

#bsd #bsd x reader #bungo stray dogs #nikolai x reader(platonic)#fyodor x reader(platonic)#nikolai gogol bsd #bsd nikolai gogol #nikolai gogol #nikolai x reader #bsd nikolai #fyodor x nikolai #fyodor dostoevsky #fyodor x y/n #fyodor x reader #bsd fyodor #fyodor fluff #fyodor x you #fyodor #nikolai x fyodor

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lailawinchesterr · 9 days

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silence in the city ii

part i summary: you cook for the two boys and start to feel like you’re fitting in again.

tw: reference to the night of the rape but not detailed just him calling her names but guys please be mindful of what you consume, if this might trigger you in any way or if you’re not comfortable with this topic please please don’t read

"Sam," I moan against his hair, sliding my fingers through it. He's kissing my neck, then higher and higher, behind my ear, my face, my lips. He's getting so close to me. And I can't think straight when he's this close because all I can remember is him pounding into me that night—

"Hey," his voice forces me back to where we are. His room. The bunker. His bed. His his his. How do I even fit here, with the Winchesters? “Hey, what happened? Where'd you go?"

"I— I don't know, what happened?" I echo the question, mostly asking what I did when he's decided on shaking me softly out of it.

"You were with me. I was kissing you but you were shaking and... fuck, are you okay? You really scared me. I think you were trying to tell me to stop but you just—" He's stepped back now, sitting on the bed a few inches away, he's still towering over me but it doesn't bother me as much as it did when he was kissing me, he's just really scared.

"I'm sorry," I mumble, trying to get up and off the bed. "Sorry, just thought about something and I couldn't stop."

"Yeah? Was it something bad?" He lets me leave his bed but stares at me in a way that makes me think he won't be so generous about me leaving the room.

"No, just something. I think I'll— yeah, you guys are probably hungry, I'll go make dinner." I don't move until I see him nod, but while walking out I don't miss the way his whole body deflates and his hands scrubbing down his face.

My whole chest hurts and I want to cry again for the tenth time today but I just can’t help it. I’ve been trying so hard with Sam and I know he sees that, I know he hears me cry at night when we’ve went a little too far or how I start shaking whenever we’re alone and he runs a hand up my body. I’m not scared of him, I know he wouldn’t do anything like that, I trust him, but just— i don’t want to, just can’t do anything with him when all I imagine is that fucking monster pounding into me, calling me a slut, telling me to take it.

“Hey, angel,” I perk up at the sound of nickname coming from Dean. I’m still looking through the cabinets for any ideas for dinner so I entertain him, nodding. “What’re you cookin’?” That Texan accent.

“Oh, just pasta probably. I’m not sure, any requests?” He drums his fingers onto the table, seemingly in deep thought, “Not pie, Dean.”

“Dick,” He rolls his eyes but I let out a huff at his playfulness, my tone similar to his.

“Slut,” I retort back quickly, waiting for him to actually give me suggestions. Though it looks like pie was his only running thought (maybe something with bacon too) and I decide to pick out a bunch of random spices, hopefully the idea will come to me as I make it.

I am glad Dean is with me in the kitchen though. For all the shitty me and Sam have been going through this past month, me and Dean have gotten closer, especially since his heartfelt declaration in this very room.

Albeit, I haven’t seen soft Dean since then, but I got enough to last me a lifetime. “What about something from your home? I can try to help too.”

My eyes widen. “You want a proper Egyptian meal? Are you serious?” It makes me giddy more than I’d like to admit cause fuck that’s kinda the most adorable thing anyone has ever asked of me. He wants me to make him something from my culture? That’s…

“Yeah, ‘course. Don’t know why we never had Egyptian before, but let’s do it. What’s on the menu today?” He says casually but my cheek’s all pink and my mouth hurts from grinning and I bet I’m even beaming a bit but it’s all expertly concealed as I give him my back to look through the fridge.

“Yeah, we can do that. How about… do you guys have cabbage?”

“I’m not sure. Sam probably—”

“There, found it!” I answer myself quickly, looking at the bottom drawer. I take it out, figuring it’s big enough for maybe all three of us, could even have some left overs. “I can get started on the mahshy and leave it to cook while I go get some stuff from the market, how’s that? Y’all don’t mind a few hours before dinner, right?”

“The what?”

“Mahshy, honestly our most popular dish. Or maybe waraa enab, either way, you might like them. I don’t know if you’ve ever tasted anything like them but… I can make pizza too, incase it isn’t something you end up enjoying.”

“I’m sure it’ll be good, sweetheart.” I nod then run to the drawers, as if he’ll change his mind, to start getting supplies.

Two hours later I’ve finished making the rice and stuffing it into the cabbage then rolling them, letting Dean attempt a couple, and put it all on the stove to cook. “Okay, I wanna try and make pigeons, too, for protein.”

“I’m sorry— you what?”

I keep scrubbing my hands clean at the sink, biting my lip between my bottom teeth. I often forget what’s common and what’s uncommon here in America, mostly ‘cause I’ve only been here a decade, but in my home two.

“Yeah, I mean, you don’t have to, I don’t know— what kind of bird do you eat? It’s just usually made with pigeon or hamam in Arabic and I guess I figured if we’re… you know, but we can do…” The words are blurting out my mouth and I see Dean holding in a laugh. I deflate a little and he chuckles, walking towards me.

“Sweetheart, whatever you make will be perfect. I didn’t know you were stressing about this. You know we love your cooking.”

“Yeah but this is different, you’ve never had this before and obviously I won’t be offended if you guys don’t like it— that goes without saying,” and I check Dean’s expression through my eyelashes so there’s hopefully no doubt about that, “but I wanna make it good for you.” I’m assuming the you is heavy on him because he takes a deeper breath but then shakes his head, moving his hand from his side to my back.

“Let’s go to the market. Wanna get Sammy?” And then, a beat, “Or you guys could go and I can watch the food here?”

“No, no. He’s probably busy, we should go. Surprise him ‘n all.” Dean looks down at me, he looks like he’s going to reject the idea, plus I’m about to apologize for suggesting it, but then I feel him nudging me forward with a smile and we walk to the garage.

We’re going to the market for some food.

Me and Dean.

It’s uncharacteristic of Sam to both be dry and not grammatically accurate while texting and it makes my chest constrict before I shut the phone off and stare out the window. I already know tears are running down my cheek but I don’t want to acknowledge it at the moment. God, I have so so much to just cry about, it’s all since I’ve stayed with these Winchesters. I love them, and I love Cas, and Charlie, and Jody obviously but that doesn’t take away from all the pain they’ve caused me.

Sam (soulless) fucked me while I kept screaming at him to stop. Practically raped me. Dean didn’t speak to me for years, not even after what Sam did, though I’m not sure how much of that he actually knows. Hunters and supernatural creatures alike have tried to smite me so many times to get the Winchesters that I’ve lost count. I’ve been used as bait too many times and almost died even more. I’ve watched these two men die over and over and over again.

It never ends, even when Sam got his soul back; leviathans got thrown back to purgatory; Dean came back from purgatory; Sam went through the trials; Angels falling then Dean got rid of the mark; then the darkness. It just doesn’t end, and I have been with Sam through it all. Saw him grieve Dean so much I started to miss his brother that I’ve talked to a handful of times. I let him go through the trials after begging him not to, only for him to give them up when Dean asked him to.

I don’t think the boys understand what that night did to me. We were all there, staring at the king of hell gain some ounce of humanity and Sam losing all of his while I sobbed into my knees. My voice had grown hoarse with my screams at Sam at that point. Then Dean came in. We all stilled. We all knew what would come next. We all held our breath. Then;

“Don’t you dare think that there is anything, past or present, that I would put in-front of you. It has never been like that. I need you to see that. I’m begging you.”

“I— how do I stop?”

What I had tried to do for months Dean had done with three words, and of course, yeah, they’re blood and all that, but the look in their eyes? I wasn’t sure whether he loved Dean as innocently as he claims he does.

“Angel?” My head whips, giving me a damn migraine, and I face the older brother.

Dean had never done anything particularly nasty to me. I only started living in the bunker this year so we’ve been housemates for a little over three months, and we started speaking two months into it so I’ve decided he’s heaps better than his brother at the moment.

“Angel, you with me?” I nod then remember he’s looking at the road, though I’m sure he can see me.

“Yeah, Dee, with you?”

“Dee?”

“Nickname. Like ‘angel’.” He seems to accept it. I don’t though, so I ask the question that’s been on the top of my tongue since we’d spoken a month ago, “Why’d you call me that, by the way? Why ‘angel’?”

“‘Cause.” I hope he doesn’t think I’m letting him keep the answer that brief. Thankfully he keeps going, “You saved Sam. Saved him from himself too many times. Kinda like his guardian angel.”

Damn it. Even the one thing I thought was mine, totally and utterly related to me, had something to do with my boyfriend.

“— and, sweetheart, you saved me too.” That catches my attention and just as I’m about to ask, he parks in front of the mall’s double doors.

“Get inside, I’ll park Baby and come in.” I zip my mouth, though it takes everything in me,

I get out of the car and into the market quietly. That’s how me and Dean finish our shopping. That’s also how we get into the house (though not without our little squabble of “I’m a hunter Dean, I can handle a few bags!” “You’re also cooking enough as is, stop being stubborn and get inside. I’ll bring the bags.”)

I told him he should go check on his brother while I make the pigeon, that takes much less time than the mahshy. Dean doesn’t come back, but an hour later everything is ready to serve so I text him to get Sammy and come down.

I may or may have not brought a frozen pizza at the market and put it in the oven incase they don’t enjoy the meal— it just makes me feel more at ease. I’ve never been so nervous in my life, not even when me and Sam had sex the first time. Or when I said yes to our first date. Or when I came to America alone.

But here I am, panicking out of my boots because Sam and Dean Winchester are gonna taste Egyptian food by my hand for the first time. “Angel, you’re shaking,” I look at Sam first and he’s smiling at me but it’s clear he’s not happy. I’m not sure about which part.

It’s already close to ten and I left our room in a hurry at six so I can only think of the contemplation he’d done. About me and us and our sex life and everything.

“Want any help, honey?” I let a smile spread over my face as I nod once at Sam. Yeah, okay, maybe I’m overreacting.

He goes to grab a plate but I shake my head and point to the ten inch tray we have for when we’re serving guests. He furrows his eye brows but does at told and I tell him to put it on the counter where we’re eating. He does so and I grab the pot of mahshy then flip it upside down on the tray. Both men seem to jump at my sudden movement but quickly relax when they see it was not an accident and that I have it under control.

When I flip the pot, we all stare at the excessive smoke from the dinner and I smile. I almost want to snap a picture and send it to my mother. She’d be proud. If we still talked.

I shake the thought out of my head and we decorate with some parsley then salt. Me and Sam grab more plates and I serve the fried pigeon and traditional salad.

“Woah, Angel. This looks fuckin’ incredible.”

“Yeah, what is that?” Sam agrees and I serve some on both their plates (though my mother would scold me for that one ‘we always eat from the pot’ but I don’t think they’re ready for that much culture yet).

“Oh, uh,” I see both men’s focus on me and the food they’re trying, “Mahshy is just cabbage with rice, I guess. Broth too, but I used mostly water since y’all don’t have that here— but it should be just as good.”

Dean’s the first to stop blowing on his food like a fucking girl and actually put the finger into his mouth. He chews and chews and then—

“Are you fuckin’ kiddin’ me?” My heart stops, “This is… oh my god.” He starts shoving more onto his fork from the top of the steaming pile so it’s the least hot.

“Really? You’re not fucking with me?” I ask, like a hopeful child on Christmas Eve, I bet.

“Angel, this is amazing.” I smile so wide I’m sure it could stretch to next Monday. I face Sam and he’s… he’s eating.

Sam is actually fucking eating my food. Not that he’s ever not eaten my food, but he asks about the ingredients first, frickin’ diet he’s on or something and tries it first, but no trying today. Sam goes right in.

“You said—” Dean says through a mouthful and it pulls a surprised laugh out of me so he swallow before resuming, “Said something ‘bout protein?”

“Yeah, yeah,” I start to give each of them a bird from the four on the table. It’s stuffed with a dried wheat mix I made. Honestly, I had to make literally everything on the table. America doesn’t provide the right spice mix, or sauce, or even wheat mix, for me have any help. And I wanted it to be perfect.

“What is that?” Sam asks a second after he’s cut his one open.

“Dried wheat mix.” And then I remember the fucking diet he was just telling me about— “Sammy, ‘m so sorry, I forgot about—”

It’s evident he doesn’t mind because he tried it with no hesitation then lets out soemthing between a growl and moan that I thought was reserved for the bedroom but was apperantly not off limits to my cooking too.

“This is absolutely fuckin’ delicious, sweetheart. How’d you… wow.” And I don’t think he’s actually asking anything, he’s just praising me.

I feel a blush on my cheek from both the extremely positive feedback and small praises both men have thrown my way. I quickly get up to get them beers from the fridge but both men groan so i quickly look back to them.

“Where’re you goin’? You didn’t even try the food.”

“Getting your beers.” I smile and run over to get them then back.

“What about you?” It’s no secret I don’t drink so I shrug and pour some of Sam’s pineapple juice/smoothie mix thing into my cup.

I touch around some of my food, but I’m not entirely sure I made enough for both men after seeing them eat like they are so I want to keep as much as I can for both of them. I don’t think they notice because they go in for seconds— then Dean for thirds and the pot is almost empty when they both decide they’re full and there’s only one pigeon left, the one on my plate.

“Y’all like?” They both look offended and I laugh, “I’m so glad you actually enjoyed it. Can’t believe you guys enjoy Egyptian food like this.”

“Yeah? You made it so damn well, too.” I can hear the satisfied tone my boyfriend gave and I smile. “Shit! We should’ve asked what you do before you eat. Tradition in Egypt and all that. We could’ve really made you feel at home.”

Dean doesn’t seem to care what Sam’s saying though because he’s leaning back in his chair, phone in one hand as he lazily drinks his beer.

“Actually, it’s after we eat.” Sam smiles, urging me to go on, “but it’s religious, not traditional. So I guess it is traditional but just not—”

“What is it?”

“Translated in English it’s; Praise be to the Lord for blessing us with the food we’re eating and for our drinking with no power or will required from us… I think. It’s usually in Arabic.”

Sam nudged Dean’s foot under the table and I let out a giggle as they both repeat why I said and then I kiss Sam’s cheek quickly before going to get cleaned up so I can come clean after. I am still a bit hungry, though, so I might go for some pizza tonight.

“Hey, baby.” I smile and Sam dips his side of the bed as he climbs in I move closer to him, nudging my head into his chest.

“Hi, Sammy.” He strokes my hair, long fingers making me moan as I put my phone down and melt into him. “Missed you.”

“‘Missed you so much more.” He kisses my head and i drift to sleep in his arm. Feeling safe for the first time in a very very long time.

it’s so fluffy and idk why but I’m Egyptian so kinda really wanted to write this but also is she liking Sam or dean???🤭 we never know

we might next chapter tho.

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lazymonth · 25 days

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( I have an idea and need to note this concept / AU and for some reason OTHER PEOPLE need to know it with me! )↷

✰ King candy / Turbo if he got adapt into the popular Disney Villains media ✰🍭🏎️

In this case I have two ideas and probably the only two popular Disney Villains media I know. Twisted wonderland, Descendants <-

( Also sorry for my English.. and some swear words )

☆.。.:*・°☆.。.:*・°☆.。.:*・°☆.。.:*・°☆

;; I have completely retired from this fandom since 2022 and promise myself I'll never go back to it. It's all because I lost my game account in my present phone and all my progress in the game ( more than 5 SSR cards specially Idia dorm uniform and I already in Chapter 6 ) even though I still have the game and the same account in my old phone but I'm too afraid to open it.... Well, it has been a year now since I lost it and my feelings for this game are better now. But I still retired from this fandom

Ok, back to the concept. Twisted Wonderland mostly focuses on classic types of Villains but I wanna know what it would be like if one day Disney feels a little bit funny and put the modern villains in and adapt his story into this game

Just like in WIR He starts at being Turbo does something very bad and gets kicked out but comes back as King candy. So here's the idea

☆ The character lore ;

Terlos " Kingan " Candás ( Definitely quick makeup name ) or Terlos Candás was a student of Night Raven College and belonged in the Ignihyde dorm. He's a low percent of Ignihyde students who are kinda active people but Terlos not much of a good guy doing to his power-hungry personality.

Just like most Ignihyde dorm students. He has intelligence on Technology specific hacking and gaming but the thing that makes him different from other is he's a Magical Shift player too that's literally only him and his Twins friends who's playing it in this dorm

But during one of the Magical Shift Tournaments something happens. Night Raven Battle with another school and Terlos being the spotlight. Sadly the longer the game goes player from another school start to make a score more than Night Raven and steal Terlos's thunder

He's so jealous, jealous enough to attack that player with fury. The damage is more than enough to make the Tournaments stop immediately. That poor player gets sent to the hospital, sadly the damage from the magic put him in coma

from what happened Terlos got banned for playing Magical Shift forever but not only that Terlos got fired from Night Raven...

.... but he's not giving up yet. A year later Terlos disguised himself making a new identity name Kingan Candás or KC for short and this time he's getting into another school instead of Night Raven he goes to Royal Sword Academy being the fake royal among them. KC knows that RSA is a competitor with NRC so it's a chance for him to get revenge on his old school

☆ In game story ;

The storyline runs pretty similar to Chapter 5 about NRC vs RSA kinda thing but this time the difference is it's Magical Shift Tournaments between these two schools and the one who cheats and Overblot.. is Kingan himself

While the tournaments are running Yuu and other characters found some suspicions on KC during the event. And at the end they found out about his true identity of him being a wolf in sheep's clothing. After that KC snapped so hard he got Overblot and it's Yuu and other characters to deal with it before the tournaments start

.... After that the headmage of both schools know they think about how to deal with KC this time. Luckily he doesn't get fired from Royal Sword but gets banned from playing Magical Shift ( again ) Being kept a special eye on by all teachers and staff in RSA to make sure he won't do anything wrong again

☆ Unique magic concept ;

" Cheat code! " This Unique magic has the ability to make Terlos see through every movement of what's going on like reading his own hands. Know what other people are going to do next, know their weakness or see them even if they're hiding behind stuff. It's like using a cheat code in video games to win

;; After listening to What's my name, Rotten to the core and It's goin' down so many times I start to have an idea. I know it sounds so crazy and literally almost impossible for King candy / Turbo because he's a game characters. But hey, if we high enough anything can be possible

Similar to Twisted Wonderland that focuses on classic types of Villains but Descendants Mosley focuses on their children instead. At this point I’ll throw a lot of " logic " things out of the window and trying my best to use my imagination to make things make sense as possible

☆ How KC got to Isle of the Lost ;

Just like other villains that they get brought back to life to be imprisoned in the Isle of the Lost. In this case is quite special than the other

After King candy-bug survive from the beacon he’s hiding for a while in Sugar Rush until he change the hiding spot to other arcade. Somehow can avoid Surge Protector and other game characters by going in time that Litwak's Arcade still open and no characters out of their game

KCB has hiding in another game for a while but that game get unplugging because of the unpopular. He thought he’s died already until… his eyes open again and found out the arcade gets transported into new places. It’s not normal an Arcade Central but it’s some places that’s dark but full of colorful lights. Dr. Facilier’s Voodoo Arcade

The arcade plug straight to the wall, limited him from leaving the game but in the same time KCB doesn’t hiding himself anymore that makes the characters in the game scared and hiding from him instead because there’s no one who can help them now. Well, that’s mean he’s kinda succeed on take over the game this time

Even the game probably doesn't work like what Dr. Facilier think but this little weird thing makes him interested and designed to still keep the arcade like this

☆ Royal child...? ;

Descendants of course focus on the villain's child so like.. what if KC has a kid? It might sound crazy and impossible but hear me out. Your question might be " who's the mom " but what if.. KCB doesn't need her?

" They don't know they're in a game. All they know is eat, kill, multiply "

This dialog from the movie gave me an idea about " multiply ". KCB of course still has a cybug code and I'm pretty sure the cybug doesn't give a F about gender so... Yah, you know what I mean gonna skip that egg laying part

Maybe there's a lucky one that hatches and being a Cybug Hybrid with flexible code makes them can transform between humans and The hybrid

Oh boi, it's getting more unreal and fictional every minute

☆ Get out of the Arcade ;

Now here's the " it's magic britch. I ain't gonna explain shit " parth

KC's child ( that I don't think about the name or gender yet ) because they also have a cybug code making them grow up fast and becoming a teenager in just a few weeks. So many days pass one of Dr. Facilier's daughter Celia finally found out about the truth why their arcade game acts weirdly. It's because the characters have their own subconscious and awareness

She tells her dad about this and bolt of them gets really excited about this information. Dr. Facilier and Celia designed to communicate with KC and his child tell them that they know about the character's awareness and don't need to hide anymore with promise they won't unplugged the game

After that both sides of them have become a friend specialty Celia and KC's child. One day Ceila designed to bring her digital friend to the real world. There's nothing magic can't do so she's looking for the magic that might take her friend out of the game

And guess what? She found the spell that can take something unreal to exist ( it's hard to explain and I have no idea what I am talking about ). As soon she cast the spell to KC's child the magic pulls their body out of the arcade. The effects of the magic giving KC's child and new body to fit in the real world while they still can transform to hybrid-cybug form ( similar to Mal turn into dragon and Uma turn into octopus mermaid )

☆ Auradon Prep ;

Celia recommended KC's child to come to Auradon Prep with her so they could study together in the same school. KC's child who already wants to go explore the outside world answering it and moving to Auradon Prep

Even that KC's child hiding their identity of the original being video games character and telling other people that they're just another person from Isle of the Lost

But sometimes they go back to the isle to meet their dad and update about the outside world

•─────────•♛•─────────•

♛ Bonus part ! ;;

In this part I'll explain about some of the references I put in and something that you guys might have a question with ;

【 Twisted Wonderland section 】↷

> Why did I put Turbo in Ignihyde?

: Turbo or King candy might sound more fit in other dorms like Heartslabyul doing to the red color ( and the fact KC have a reference design from Mad Hatter ) or even Pomefiore doing the purple color and royalty feeling. But the reason why I'm putting him in this dorm instead is because of his skill that is related to technology like video games and hacking and both of these seem like a skill that is especially on Ignihyde dorm. ( Also it's my favorite dorm too )

> The Turbo twins in this concept

: Turbo twins have a similar role like Jade and Floyd in the main game. They're both sticking around T. being a good partner but deep down they both kinda dislike T. a bit just like other people. And of course they're also in Ignihyde. This time it's kinda fit because the dorm main color is blue

> Unique magic reference

: " Cheat code! " It's a reference to konami code King candy used to entering The code space

【 Descendants section 】↷

> Why I don’t bring King candy to the real world too?

: Simple. It’s feel curse and I feel like it’s more good for KC if he still stays inside game ( Live action KCB it’s feel.. wrong to thinking )

> The timeline

: Timeline of this concept it’s between Descendants 3 to Descendants: The Rise of Red for making it kinda present as possible

¸ .　　★　° :.　 . • ° 　 .　 *　:.　☆

For who to reading it to this part I want to thank you for watching me writing about all this Concept, What if, AU kinda thing sm. It’s taking me a few days it finished it and don’t think it’ll be this long, LOL

Anyway I might drawing about both of this concept in future… If I won’t forget it first

#disney #wreck it ralph #twisted wonderland #disney descendants #descendants #king candy #turbo wreck it ralph #turbo tastic #concept #concept idea #au #?#long writing

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mirroredmemoriez · 5 months

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Amanda and Cecilia think thonks (THIS IS NOW GENERAL RANDOM SAW THOUGHTS)

“I grifted off his name. Shitting on his legacy was just a bonus I’ll admit that.” - Cecilia on her fathers work/legacy

“It is I who will carry on John’s work after he dies.” - Amanda on John, who basically is her father and his work/legacy.

Don’t know why these lines intrigue me, however I’ve kinda stated before how I find the comparisons between these two interesting. I don’t believe they are perfect mirrors but there are some similarities to look at, alongside their major differences as well. Cecilia uses her fathers name to benefit herself, she takes advantage of it and others to get what she wants. She is aware that what she is doing is wrong and if found out, would tarnish the Pederson name. Whereas if we turn to Amanda, she heavily dedicates herself to continuing John's work and the Jigsaw legacy. However, obviously throughout the Saw franchise, she begins to question his methods and goes against them. One takes advantage, the other is taken advantage of.

“I rob, I steal and I cheat.” - Cecilia

“I’m a murderer. He took my life from me, so I just returned the fucking favour.” - Amanda

They both admit what they're doing isn't correct to a degree. However, neither has or likely will stop what they're doing. Cecilia scams and Amanda rigs her traps to be impossible, in a way her own form of scamming? What I mean by that is, the whole point of the traps is to be a lesson- It's supposed to be escapable, any survivor of it will tell you that... Obviously, there are some places to question the tests/traps even outside of Amanda, but we're not looking at that right now. Anyway! She basically scams people out of a chance of surviving due to her own past experiences. Lynn Denlon in Saw 3 being a perfect example of this really? She died due to the shotgun collar going off yes, but she likely would have anyway due to Amanda shooting her- Which Lynn had already PASSED her test by that point really.

(Honorary Angel Trap mention) I don't think I have to go too in depth about how Cecilia scams people, but she doesn't just take their money. She also in her own way takes their lives- They leave thinking the treatment will help them, spending savings and such when really it's fake. We’ve also got the fact that Cecilia outright murdered Gabriela. This comparison of their characters and the reception to them by the fandom/audience is something I find fun! Yes, people dislike Cecilia for being a scammer, but the main cause of people's hatred that I've seen isn't even what she did to John? At least here on Tumblr, it's the fact that she killed Gabriela.... The reason I find this ''fun'' is because well, Amanda was the one who put Gabriela in that scenario in the first place and yes of course- We have to acknowledge that Gabriela was part of the scamming which is why she was tested alongside her being a drug addict, however at the end of the day I think it's agreed upon that base level, she isn't a terrible person. She did what she did to survive. So I wonder, if Gabriela had just died in her trap, whether there would be uproar about her death? Would people be angry at John and Amanda the same way they are at Cecilia? And to answer my own question, I don't actually think so. I believe this because of the circumstances of death, reactions and the reason why. Cecilia didn't just kill Gabriela whilst she was in her trap, she did it afterwards. She effectively stole her ''second chance'' because of how money hungry she was. Cecilia also showed no remorse for doing such. Then we have Amanda's reaction.

It goes without saying she was likely rooting for Gabriela the entire time, she reminds Amanda of herself for one and she's also distraught because Gabriela did WIN. I see this as a catalyst to Amanda's future behaviour alongside deaths such as when she ''mercy'' killed Adam and then Laura from Saw 2.

I'm also going to drop this link to a previous post I made, which I think fits in to what I'm saying here and possibly adds to other points. (I have a tendency to repeat myself or ramble)

Almost nobody in the Saw franchise is either fully ''good'' or ''bad.'' That's what I like about it, they are people with faults- Some characters have more redeeming qualities/traits, others not so much. The most beloved characters are likely the Jigsaw apprentices (And Adam). At least the MAIN three ones. Which, let's go over their crimes!

Fun fact! These kinds of crimes are the type that would land you in PRISON. It goes without saying that the moral compasses of all 3 of these characters are basically broken or spinning constantly. Yet, as I stated before- Amanda, Mark and Lawrence are some of the fan favourites of the Saw franchise.... And don't get me wrong, I'm an Amanda fan myself for example! However, it's so interesting the reception these guys get compared to other characters in media and generally in the Saw universe. If we go black and white/narrow our views, they are actually the villains at some points. The crimes speak for themselves and generally whilst watching the movies, you're supposed to be rooting for the people to get out of their traps- Not always mind you, but a good percentage of the time. So many people justify their actions due to their backstories, a common thing for villains and or ''bad guys''. It's understandable, because the shit all of them have gone through would definitely leave anybody unhinged... At the end of the day though, that doesn't mean they should be excused. I think I'll end this here because I've gotten so sidetracked? As I always say at the end of something like this, these are all just my thoughts and opinions- Not fact or concrete either, I'm open to discussions with people who disagree with me for example! IF YOU'VE GOTTEN THIS FAR DOWN! THANKS FOR READING, ANYBODY WHO LIKES AND REBLOGS MY RAMBLINGS DO MAKE MY DAY. -MAL OUT

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sasageyolevi · 1 year

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hyeeee!! something similar to the levi period comfort but with armin 🫶🏻🫶🏻

ugh yes an armin request !! keep these coming please , i love writing for armin :)

content : armin x fem!reader , mentions of periods

period comfort

•••

"y/n? i'm home!" armin's soft voice rang through the foyer as he set his bags down, took his shoes off, and went searching for you.

passing the kitchen, he noticed that something was off, as you were usually waiting for him in the living room, watching tv, or cooking when he got home.

your absence made his heart skip a little beat, and he started to feel anxious as to why you weren't there to greet him.

"baby? are you home?" his voice traveled into your shared bedroom, where a curled-up body was laying under the covers.

armin breathed a sigh of relief when he realized where you were, and he silently felt guilty for possibly waking you up when arriving home, if you were sleeping.

however, he soon came to the realization that you weren't actually sleeping, due to the little sniffles that you tried to mute under the covers.

"hey, hey, what's wrong?" armin paced to your side of the bed, hand reaching for the edge of the comforter to pull it away from your body. "are you feeling okay, angel?"

as he pulled the sheets away, you buried your face into the pillows in order to shield the light in the room from your eyes, as it would only make your pounding headache worse.

with a slight shake of your head and the volume of your cries becoming louder, armin knew that there was a problem.

"what can i do to help, baby? you have to tell me what's wrong."

another painful cramp forced your eyes to close even more as your arms grasped the now room-temperature heating pad on your abdomen. "it hurts, 'min."

"your stomach hurts?"

you nodded. "cramps."

armin's eyes grew wider as he finally understood why you were in pain, and now his goal was set on making you feel better.

"did you take any medicine?" he asked, stroking his palm on your back as you finally turned to face him, still beautiful as ever. he smiled at the sight of your face.

"yeah, hours ago."

"how many hours ago?" armin was very specific and precise when it came to following medical directions. for example, if you took a pill at exactly 11:08 am and had to take another in six hours, you bet armin would be standing there with a glass of water at 5:08 pm on-the-dot.

"i don't know, i'm sorry. i fell asleep and kinda lost track of time." your eyes clouded over again as you teared up.

"shh, that's ok. i'll just grab some right now, is there anything else i can get you?"

"um, can you reheat this?" you asked, handing armin your heating pad.

"sure thing, sweetheart. i'll be back in a few." with a kiss on the forehead, he laid the covers back over you and headed out the bedroom door.

•••

"sit up, baby." armin pulled the covers back after dimming the lights and shutting all of the curtains in the room, as per request from your pounding head.

you graciously took the pills from his hand along with the glass of water, swallowing it all.

"good girl. did you eat today, at all?" armin's eyes hopefully looked up at yours, even though he knew the answer already.

"no." you shyly averted your eyes, knowing what he would reply with.

"pretty girl, you know you have to eat, right? food will make you feel a lot better, sweetheart."

"i know, i just felt so sick the entire day, nothing was appetizing at all."

"do you feel any better now?" he moved to sit beside you, stroking your hair back so it was out of your face.

"i guess i'm a little hungry." you shrugged.

"great, me too. do you wanna order takeout from someplace or would you rather me cook something?"

"can we order in food? i don't want you to leave, armin." you grabbed his shirt a little tighter as you snuggled into him.

"even if it's just downstairs?" he chuckled to himself.

"yeah. i've missed you a lot today." you glanced up at his smiling face as he planted a swift kiss on your lips.

"don't worry, i'm not going anywhere. i've missed you too, baby."

•••

#attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #armin x reader #armin arlert #armin arlert x reader #armin x y/n #aot armin

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catsconflictscopicsandchamomile · 2 months

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@kimberleyjean ok, you asked for this, its cursed and I'm sorry.

So first off I'm NOT going to try to explain what Supernatural is. Its a garbage fire, and I am unfortunate enough to be one of the feral, touch-starved gays to live in said garbage fire. Its the best show ever but all of its accidental, its the worst show ever in terms of anything that was done on purpose, etc etc. You're on tumblr you know the drill

Anyway, before GOs2's "Final Fifteen", the ONLY connections between GO and SPN were:

A demon in spn is named Crowley, in an homage to GO Crowley. They are alike, but they are NOT the same character and I don't think it can be argued that they're the same person in different forms (bc with demons that would be possible). They are however both Scottish, greasy and have a deep disrespect for authority. I do HAVE a theory/hc connecting the two Crowleys but that's another post for another day. Weirdly, SPN!Crowley (who I'm going to call Fergus from here on out, bc even though nobody in spn or the fandom calls him that, it is his canonical first name) has very little to do with anything I'm about to say. Just fyi, he exists.

Secondly, The Hillywood show did a Supernatural parody back in 2014-ish. I will link it below if you're curious, but again not much in this video is ACTUALLY RELEVANT to what I'm about to say (however, Fergus is there. He's the Scottish guy)

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However, the specific arcs of Supernatural that SURROUND the season/topic this parody is centered on (Mark of Cain arc, ~s9-10) are where the coincidences get weird, and ok now I do have to talk about Supernatural a bit.

mmmfffff. Okay so the Metatron is a greasy, annoying, manipulative, power-hungry bastard who lies every time he speaks, wants full rule over Heaven and will control anyone and wreck anything he can to get there....

...and I'm talking about the version of the Metatron from Supernatural. LONG tldr, Dean (buzz cut, older brother, guy who's in love with an angel, the guy who says the news headlines in the Destiel meme) takes this thing/curse/whole other mess called the "Mark of Cain" to kill this kinda super-powerful arch-demon called Abaddon (more on her later), and blah blah blah Supernatural Happens For A Bit, and due to the Mark's curse making Dean act like a total psycho (and also, its implied, slowly turning him into a demon) they try to get help from the Metatron, who had been locked up after... well.

-when God was no longer contacting heaven, Metatron ran away from Heaven and hid on earth because he thought that the angels would use the Word of God (which the Metatron holds) "wrong" or something

-later, took advantage of strife & power vacuums in Heaven to manipulate Cas (angel, deeply autistic, the guy who says "I love you" in the destiel meme, in love with Dean) into doing a spell that CAUSED ALL OF THE ANGELS IN HEAVEN TO FALL, for no reason other than the Metatron is an actual pissbaby.

anyway, Metatron claims he can help Dean, that was a lie (shocking, I know), Metatron pulls some bs including basically stealing Cas' life-force (a second time. the first time was when he was ALREADY fucking w Cas as mentioned above) and runs off back to heaven... along with Gadreel, who he has manipulated/convinced to help him take power in Heaven.

who's Gadreel?

well. he's the angel who let the Serpent (or in this canon, just Lucifer) into the Garden of Eden, and he was cast into Hell to be tortured forever or something as punishment. However, after Metatron's earlier all-the-angels-falling scheme, Gadreel (for reasons I'm not too sure of tbh) took the name/identity of a VERY highly-regarded and powerful angel named Ezekiel, who died of his injuries during the fall

^this last part is a detail I try hard not to think about. this is because the names and roles are JUST similar enough to GO's Ineffable Husbands for the implications make me very, very sad.

Anyway, Gadreel had been around spn canon before, posing as Ezekiel, possessing Sam blah blah blah shit happened

Anyway this is a whole lot of words to say that the season/s of SPN that The Hillywood Show was parodying were the seasons where the Metatron was a main villain, and attempted/temporarily succeeded in taking power in Heaven BY MANIPULATING THE GUY WHO LET THE DEVIL INTO THE GARDEN OF EDEN

and then The Hillywood Show (who tbh I almost feel bad for lmao like BRUH) got signed to produce the parody/teaser/release date announcement for GOs2. Where the Metatron...

yeah.

yeahhhhhh

I would have LOVED to see the Hillywood Show team's live and immediate reaction to the Final Fifteen because I can't even imagine what must have been going through their heads.

ah yes. the FUCKING Metatron

oh also in spn, the Metatron (its complicated but basically)severely/fatally wounds Cas, and straight-up KILLS Dean, but Dean resurrects as a demon (for a few eps at least), meaning that Metatron DID technically try, and almost succeeded in, killing both members of an angel/demon gay couple, if only bc timing lined up so that Metatron was an antagonist in the arcs where Dean was turning into a demon.

so yeah

anyway I mentioned we'd get back to Abaddon so here's those major spoilers I mentioned. I'm fairly sure these are real spoilers and not theories, since my source is wikipedia

that's the whole article, there's not much else on her on wiki (though I should really do more research on Muriel). I think I heard Neil say somewhere that he created Muriel because "he wanted an angel character, from Heaven, who was 'just nice'" but idk if anything specific has ever been said about her name.

anyway that's why the Metatron gave Muriel that book "The Crow Road" in the Final 15, why he likes her so much, and why he's having her stay on earth

"The Crow Road" is a book about the nature of Death, and Metatron is, for lack of a better/less problematic word, grooming Muriel for the role of angel of Death in the apocalypse (Abaddon being a VERY prominent figure in revelations, for those who weren't aware)

...so on top of all the other Supernatural/Hillywood-Specific coincidences, sure, let's have Abaddon too.

uhhhhh

yeah

#I also found a canon-adjacent “Explanation” for the Coffee Theory if you're interested in that as well.#its not canon and its never gonna be canon but imho it explains it just believably enough to make for some VERY good fic/hc inspo #hint: its nothing to do with the almonds (afaik)#longpost #supernatural #YIKES #the metatron #gomens #good omens season 2 #GOs2 #final fifteen #hillywood show #Youtube

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could you possibly write something similar to your ‘drowning’ but with wanda? she’s my cc and i just kinda need some comfort right now. don’t worry if not :)

Strong

Word Count: 1.1k

Notes: Comfort & Fluff, Feelings of inadequacy

An: I know it's a bit late. Hope this helps you 🖤

Drowning ( Kate Bishop) | Masterlist

You were supposed to be strong. It was one of your defining character traits. You took pride in your strength, which is why you didn't like to let people see you at your weakest.

Currently, you were there.

You had failed a solo mission. They thought it was going to be a simple extraction, but turns out the enemies were expecting it. So it was you against all of them.

You fought until you couldn't fight anymore. You fought like if you didn't you'd die. By the time backup came, you were unconscious.

People were dead. Old, young, women, children; all dead because of you. At least that's how you felt. You had to leave the tower, your friends would try to comfort you, and you felt as though you didn't deserve it.

Thor could've done it, Wanda could've, Tony, Steve, Natasha, Bruce, hell probably even Clint, but you failed. You had innocent blood on your hands and that broke you internally. In your mind, there was no one to blame, but yourself.

You had been glued to the couch in your rarely used apartment. The last time you moved, being a mystery to yourself. The days bled into each other. The first few days, your phone rang relentlessly, but you never answered. It would probably still be ringing now if you didn't let it die.

There was a loud knocking on your door that brought you out of your head. You planned to ignore it.

" Don't you dare leave me standing out here all day, Y/n," Wanda's voice was muffled from the other side of the door, but still very recognizable.

You were reluctant to get off of the couch, but you couldn't leave her outside. All of your bones cracked as you got up from the couch. Your feet dragged on your way to the door.

You turned the lock and made your way back to the couch. Wanda let herself in, following after you. The apartment was cleaner than she expected. It looked as though nothing had been touched.

" I came to check on you."

" I'm fine," your response was short.

Wanda's eyes stayed on your figure," I brought you some food."

" Not hungry."

Wanda tried again," It's homemade. It's one of my favorites from Sokovia."

You relented a bit," You made it for me?"

The red head nodded," I did."

That's all it took for you to make your way to your dining table. Wanda sat the plate in front of you. After the first bite, you began devouring the food. You were uncertain when the last time you ate was, but you did know the food was delicious, and you were starving.

" You haven't been eating," Wanda spoke like it was a fact.

You were going to dispute it, but she had more to say," Or showering. Have you even moved from the couch?"

You stared down at the empty plate of food," It's great to see you too, Wanda."

" Stop deflecting and come on," she took your hand, dragging you away from the table.

She brought you into the master bedroom that you had yet to sleep in. You watched as she pulled out some pajamas from your drawers. She shoved them in your arms," Go shower."

" But-"

" No buts, Y/n. Except your butt in the shower."

Against every fiber of will in your body, you went into the master bathroom. The shower felt huge when you stepped inside. Almost as if it was going to swallow you whole. When the water touched your skin, you let out a heavy sigh. You needed this.

When you got out of the shower, you slipped on the pajamas and made your way back into the room. Wanda was in your bed, wearing your pajamas, watching something on the tv.

" So I take it you aren't leaving?"

She shook her head," Not a chance. Now, come get in the bed."

When your back hit the mattress, your body was grateful. The material was much more pleasant than the couch.

Once you were in the bed, Wanda moved closer to you and her hand rested on yours. You didn't intend for it to happen, but your head landed in her lap. Her other hand ran through your hair, soothing your worries.

" Talk to me, Y/n."

You let out a large breath," What do you want me to say? I failed everyone. People died because of me, Wanda."

" People died because of the bad guys. They died because the intel we had was wrong. Sending you on that mission by yourself was a mistake, but not because of your capabilities. It was too much pressure," she explained what you already knew deep down.

" You could've saved everyone," you muttered in her lap.

" I have powers, which aren't always reliable. I would've done the same thing you did; my best."

" I just-fuck," you felt the tears streaming down your cheeks. You tried to angrily wipe the tears, but Wanda stopped you.

She gently wiped them from your face, which made you cry even more. She repositioned your body so that she could hold you. Your head was buried in her chest and her arms were holding you in place.

" I'm supposed to be strong," it was a sob escaping your lips.

Wanda moved, so she could be face to face with you," Detka, you are strong. The strongest person I know."

" I failed those people, and all I want to do is sit here and cry about it. I've tried so hard not to cry, but it just hurts."

" It's ok to cry. It's ok to mourn them. You are allowed to feel, Y/n. Your emotions don't make you weak, they make you human."

You rest your forehead against hers, causing her breath to hitch," You always know what to say."

Your eyes were closed, but Wanda's searched every inch of your features," I think I just know you."

" Or you've been reading my thoughts."

Wanda smiles," Maybe I have."

" What am I thinking right now?"

That's when Wanda couldn't take it anymore. Her lips surged forward, capturing yours. Her lips were gentle as they melded with yours. They felt delicate against your slightly chapped lips. She didn't care, she just wanted to keep kissing you.

" You were thinking about kissing me," she spoke breathlessly after her lips detangled from yours.

" I guess you were thinking the same thing," your smile was plastered widely across your face.

" I have been for a while now," she blushed and turned to look away from you.

You snuggled into her further," Thank you for coming. I needed it, I needed you."

" I'll always be there when you need me Detka," she kissed the top of your head.

You let out a relaxed sigh and mumbled against the skin of her neck," Don't tell the other's that I'm a softie."

Wanda chuckled," I'll tell them you're my softie."

" I guess that doesn't sound too bad," your eyes began to drift close and you let out a large yawn.

Once your breathing was steady Wanda placed a soft kiss on your neck," My big softie."

#lowkeyerror #wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff imagine #wanda maximoff imagines

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yesthisismycurrenthyperfixation · 1 year

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Ok, I kinda have a really out there prompt idea. It’s legit been in my head for so long. So it’s Spider-centric, I’ve read somewhere prompts where he is he gets yelled at or hurt and somehow ends up lost and caught up in a storm. He ends up in another tribe, most likely the Metka’yina and lives a new and better life.

Buuuuttt (here’s where my mind comes in) what if Spider is found by none other than the Ash Na’vi? Spider is found by them on an island or washed up on shore. Of course the Ash People immediately want to end the meek sky person’s life, I see them being pretty ruthless and deadly, but then the leader (Varang if I’m correct) sees an opportunity. Spider, so young and hurt, simply wants to be one of The People and have someone who truly cares for him. Varang, sees that, and so gives him that, at least somewhat.

Now a young Spider becomes trained by the dreaded clan of ruthless warriors, barely surviving the rigorous test but never giving up all for the hopes of finally being seen. And he really does keep up, fueled by his drive to belong and his tenacity. Combined with Varang’s brainwashing, Spider comes out as a deadly and formidable foe, one of the Ash People. Barely a shred of innocence and kindness remains, only the sense of duty and drive to fulfill the wishes of his stand-in mother (Varang).

So time goes on, and the Sully’s have established themselves in Awatlu. But instead of humans attacking, the since-dormant Ash People do. And it is in all the fighting where the Sully’s seem to notice a rather short Na’vi, wielding two short dual blades and donning a wrap around his entire face, but appearing to be coated in a layer of gray paint and dark stripes all over his body. What’s worse is all the scars and marks he has, like an experienced soldier. He falls in a large battle with the Metka’yina tribe, and it is when he is tied and captured when they realize who the masked warrior is. He doesn’t speak at all but they identify the ‘Na’vi’ the one who felled numerous warriors even at disadvantage, as their long lost friend and ‘brother’. But when they begin to try to connect to him again, they find so little remains of their best friend now. All the members of the family, even Neytiri and others try to bring back the sweet boy that once existed. But they find it shockingly difficult, for all that seems to remain is the warrior of the Ash People, Yo’ (“be perfect, flawless” according to the dictionary). But there possibly seems a shred of hope when the metaphorical mask begins to crack.

So sorry bout all this but I’ve had this idea for a while and wanted to share it 😅 Quote a few holes in the story but I like the idea of Spider becoming somewhat ‘different’ per say, and the Sully’s reconciling over the last when they see what happens to a supposed brother and son. A sort of ‘what have we done’ with a ‘what has he become’ kind of thing. But Spider angst to Spider love is all I crave.

Ash Spider AU

Oh my goodness, I want this story in my life so much!

I have so many ideas rattling around in my head for this story. It really could start similar to Storms of the Past, with Neytiri freaking out and throwing Spider out. But instead of the kids going after him and comforting him they are stopped, told Spider will be fine and to give him time.

Maybe Spider got lost, he was so upset he wasn't paying attention and before he knew it...

Night hits and Spider is still lost but now he is also surrounded by nocturnal predators, hungry ones. I'm picturing something similar to Jake and the Palulukan from the first Avatar. Not a Palulukan chasing Spider but a similar 'flee for your life' moment with a smaller predator. Difference is where Jake made the choice to jump Spider didn't see the cliff and ended up falling.

Norm and Max back at base finally realise Spider is missing and start looking for him. They call Jake where they find out Spider had left HOURS before. He should have been back to Hell's Gate before noon but never turned up.

The scientists and a few Na'vi start looking for the kid, only a few Na'vi because of who Spider was. Despite looking for days they never find him.

This idea also gives me a lot of ideas about the Ash Clan. Where they would live, their culture, how much the volcano is a part of their lives, etc... I've always pictured them in a coastal area, whether an island or not I'm not sure yet. Either way I've always pictured something similar to this...

There is always lava flowing into the ocean, always smoke and ash billowing from the volcano. Big erruptions are rare but the Ash People know what to do, how to handle them so it isn't a big deal.

Even with the threat of the volcano hanging over their heads the Ash People will not leave. Their island is bountiful, plants and other life flourish there thanks to the volcano and the nutrient rich soil.

I really want to write this story but won't start it until I finish one of my other WIPs. Two on going stories is enough at one time. If anyone has thoughts or ideas I would love to hear them. I want to brainstorm this idea and try to get an outline going so when it is time to write I can.

#avatar the way of water #spider socorro #miles spider socorro #Ash Spider AU #ash people

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kinda late to the convo lol but i just wanted to add that:

i think ppl also need to remember that dom is new to the premier league annnddd that he is only 23. he is young and new to this fast paced and quite aggressive league, he is still getting the hang of all of this!

alsooo, ppl need to remember that players' performances change depending on the context lolol. i am Colombian and i do not expect Lucho to pull the same performance over there in England and then when he plays for the nt because i acknowledge that they are two whole different contexts.

Oh, and this is not to say that Dom shouldn't be criticized, he should, but constructively because it's that that helps him grow and be better. (And this applies to any other player unless they are assholes 🤭)

I'm very sorry that I didn't answer this reasonable and kind ask!

Yes, context is so important! Lucho might be one of the best examples to this 'problem', he had a very similar time and form since getting back from the last international duty, where he performed exceptionally. Then, for the club, not so much - except for the last match, against Newcastle, of course. He played very well in that one, and I'm hopeful that he will gain his form back! Some of the hate he was receiving was utterly disgusting, especially considering what he had to go through recently.

I think Domi, and his brilliant start, and now his dip in form, and the reactions to that are very strange. Especially, when some fans try to be reasonable, saying that he looks tired, then they respond with "but recently he has been getting subbed around 65-70th minute, he is getting rest". Sure, but he wasn't getting that for months, he played all throughout the international breaks, then got thrown into the December schedule, something he never had before, starting every game, except the last one.

You have to remember that Endo had a slow start, he was able to build up his play, slowly getting used to the pace of the Prem, and look how wonderfully that worked out for him! Same with Grav, he was carefully and slowly integrated into the squad, and he had no international duty either, and was out with injuries as well. All three of them came from a Bundesliga, a very different, slower league, and still it was Dominik only who was thrown into the deep waters. Macca was used to the Prem anyways, and he was out with injury as well, same with Curtis with his red card, then injury. Up until this time, beside Harvey, Dominik was the only always available, always reliable midfielder.

His workrate, the distance he covers, the responsibilities he takes on, playing a deep, completely new role, his natural talents being a bit surpassed, while all his worst traits are exposed. Not only it must be hard physically, but mentally as well, especially the moment he must have felt (and heard about) his dip in form.

I hope his injury is nothing major and that he will be back on his feet, rested, ready and hungry once again.

#dominik szoboszlai #lfc

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nikkisheep · 1 year

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Wanna Be Yours

Bucky Barnes x female reader

Warnings: ANGST, arguing, light swearing, situationship (kinda), mentions of the Winter Soldier, Bucky still has the words in his mind, this might suck (first time writing marvel)

Summary: Bucky has feelings for you but the thing is, you have them too. However, you can't handle it if he becomes the Winter Soldier again. But what happens when things come out after spending a week alone together in the compound.

Day 1

It was just you and Bucky in the compound since the rest were hidding from a threat. You and Buck were the only ones who were able to stay at the compound because the two of you ended up getting locked in the basement which you weren't allowed out until Tony told Friday to open the door for the two of you out. Tony called you to inform you to keep it down and it was safer if the two of you were to stay hidden in the lab, just don't touch anything.

You did not quite understand why the team didn't want the two of you to join them but you didn't question Tony and Steve's order. You were making food when Bucky strutted in the kitchen.

"I thought we weren't allowed out here," He chuckled.

"Well, Tony isn't going to know." You laugh before getting a pot from the cabinet.

Bucky walked up behind you, hugging your waist and dipping his head into the crook of your neck.

"Buck, I need to get the water."

"But let's just go hang out in the lab again," He offers.

"So you don't wanna eat my best dish of Mac n Cheese?"

"I do but I want to cuddle."

"I don't wanna cuddle. I'm hungry," You spin in his arms, coming face to face.

You look into his eyes, trying to keep your breathing under control. His warm breath fans across your face, you could smell his scent of the body wash he used after his shower. His metal hand rubbed circles on the small of your back.

"Buck-"

"FIne, I just wanted to cuddle." He pouts before pulling away. You immediately missed his warmth.

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Day 4

The two of you were laying together, watching a movie. It was a romantic movie and Bucky was making fun of you the entire time. He would laugh at every sigh, laugh, giggle, blush, and every time you cried over something they said. He felt like he was on top of the world with you in his arms.

He could smell the strawberry shampoo that you used this morning in your bath. He could feel how warm and soft your body was from under the blanket. He loved the way your body just fit right with his. He wanted to stay like this forever but when the timer went off for the cookies that you had made, you ran to the kitchen which left Bucky missing you immediately.

He sat there in the bed with a stupid love struck grin on his face.

"What's with the smile Bucko?" You laugh.

"I just like spending time with you."

"Right," you laugh, "You just want the first cookie."

"Do you think I am stupid? I already know that you ate one on the trip back here." He chuckled.

"How dare you accuse me of this?" You toss your hands into the air.

"Baby, I know you too well."

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Day 7

Training was difficult because you normally trained with Natasha since the two of you were both in the Red Room together. The two of you had similar fighting styles.

Bucky went to swing at you which you blocked very easily. But he ended up moving you closer and closer to the wall. You wrapped your legs around his waist before spinning to knock him down. Your chest was pressed against his. His hands were on your waist, yours at the sides of his head. You were straddling him, your breaths mixing together.

He looked at you with a passion and hunger at the same time. His pupils dilated to nearly pure black with the amount of lust. Your faces got closer but you pulled away from him. You got up and he looked at you with a confused expression.

"I need some space," You tell him, stepping away.

"Space? Have I done something wrong?"

"It's not you, it's me."

"Oh no you don't get to use that on me," He yelled.

"I literally can not do this right now," You say.

"Do what?"

"We are just friends Buck, I don't have to tell you everything."

"We both know what we are feeling right now is not what "just friends" feel," He says to your turned back.

"I don't know what you are talking about."

"I know that I have feelings for you. I want to be with you. I wanna be able to say that you are with me. I know you want it too," Bucky states, passionately.

"Yes, I want that too."

"Then what is the problem?"

"Hydra is still out there Buck. What happens if they get to you? I know you still haven't been able to get those words out of your mind. I don't wanna get into a relationship and then they get to you a-and they take you away from me," You cry.

"I promise you that I am not going to be that person again."

"And what if you do? What if they turn you back into the Winter Soldier? What if I lose you to those assholes?''

"I will come back to you no matter what."

"You can't promise that, Bucky. You can't promise me that you will come back. You just can't." You sob in his arms. You couldn't hold back the fear of losing him when you get him.

"Look at me," you look, "I don't know what will happen but I do know that I want to be with you. I wanna be yours and if you let me, I will fight to have you. I will prove every day that I will be coming back to you because you are my home," He confesses.

"But-"

He cuts you off with a kiss that you don't reject. You have been craving his touch for so long and you couldn't believe that you had been denying yourself for so long.

"Guys, seriously? In the training room?" Tony hollered.

"Friday, have someone wipe this room clean." Steve groaned.

You just looked at Bucky and giggled. You knew that whatever happened, you both could figure it out when it happens. You just had to deal with the present, not the future. You pulled Bucky for another kiss and then you ran to the room together so you could watch another movie.

"Not another chick flick," He begged.

"Oh shush, you love them."

"No, I love you." He said before the door shut.

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky fic #bucky imagine #bucky barnes x reader angst #bucky barnes x female reader #marvel x reader #marvel #bucky barnes #james barnes #winter soldier

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cringecompanionapologist · 4 months

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The Velvet Dark: The Short Trip Where the Master Does Some Stuff

Okay, there are probably enough Short Trips featuring the Master for the title to not make sense. This is just another Weird Doctor Who Thing I want to do a breakdown of. Honestly, as far as Weird Doctor Who Things go, this one's only slightly weirder than what you'd see on television. But Turlough's in it and he suffers, so let's take a look:

So we start of with Vislor being spelled wrong. I'm pretty sure this isn't the only short trip that does this.

So, we're on Earth, probably in England, and probably in the late 20th or early 21st century, but the details don't really matter. The Doctor is there to attend the Master's funeral, since he apparently died of natural causes in an ordinary Earth old folks' home. The Doctor is genuinely mourning his old friend while Tegan and Turlough try really hard to be nice about it. We start in Tegan's PoV and she misses Nyssa. Also Turlough has a big fur coat for cool rainy funerals now.

After the funeral, the Team goes to where the Master apparently spent his final days to collect his stuff and see if he left any interesting traps for them before he died. Tegan still doesn't trust Turlough, nor does she like that the Doctor seems to listen to him more than he listens to her.

They find nothing interesting, the Doctor sulks for a bit, and Tegan loses patience with the whole thing and decides to go get a cup of tea. She offers to get some for the others.

Tegan stumbles upon the plot when a nurse looking for a missing old lady has found a tiny doll of the lady in her bed that looks a bit too realistic. Tegan knows what's up here and begins her investigation.

Meanwhile, the Doctor and Turlough have lunch. Turlough has no idea why the Doctor wants to eat cafeteria food.

This is kind of a reverse of a bit in Kinda where the Doctor and Adric get some food, but Adric is still hungry after he finishes his and the Doctor gives him the rest of his own food. He's a growing boy. Turlough is just miserable.

The Doctor, who isn't actually an idiot, is still trying to figure out what happened to the Master and he decides to ask the elderly.

Did Turlough not know his grandparents or are old people built different on Trion?

An old man talks to them for a little bit about how the recently dead guy mostly kept to himself but he doesn't want to miss the next show on TV. The Doctor and Turlough banter over this for a bit.

Yeah, this place is supposed run by a Mr. Tase, which might just be the laziest silly anagram the Master's ever used.

Meanwhile, Tegan and her nurse friend have gone to the boiler room to find that a lot of dolls that look a bit too similar to the patients here are people burned. The Master confronts them. He's burned too. He's still the Ainley Master in theory but he looks like he did before he stole Nyssa's dad's body for reasons that will be explained later.

While going to confront "Mr Tase", the Doctor and Turlough suddenly remember that Tegan exists and find out that she might be in trouble.

So Turlough goes down to the boiler room, finds Tegan, and they're both captured.

The Doctor meets with Mr. Tase and immediately calls him out on being the Master. The Master doesn't want to kill him this time (as if he ever genuinely does). He just needs the Doctor's help with a thing and he knows that the Doctor will refuse to do the thing, so he got the companions captured to ensure his cooperation.

However cooperative the Doctor might be in this situation, Tegan is not. This causes a bit of a kerfuffle.

The nursing home was the Master's TARDIS btw. He materialized his TARDIS around the nursing home and absorbed it. Or something. None of the things the Master does make sense.

Anyway, the TCE (shrinky death ray thing) was fired. What was that about? They wait a bit before telling you.

So, the TCE has a shrink ray version of a stun setting where it shrinks you but doesn't kill you. The Master just never uses it. Except now, mostly just to fuck with the Doctor. Also, instead of shrinking Tegan, who was actively causing trouble for him, the Master shrunk Turlough. The whole "surrendering and standing still" thing made him an easier target and the Master is a dick.

Tegan feels pretty bad about the whole thing and the Adric flashbacks it gave the Doctor.

Then, things get complicated, because it's the Master. Apparently, the Time Lords sort of half-exiled/half-executed him, taking away his stolen body, but his life force hung around by sheer force of will and he's actually been an invisible being in a castle this entire time. The burnt Master is his Watcher, who he's been acting through. He wants to do a thing with some mirrors to steal one of the Doctor's regenerations. I really can't explain it any better than that.

The Master continues to fuck with the Doctor by hypnotizing Tegan and we get...this:

Yeah. That.

Anyway, hypnotized Tegan is commanded to kill the Doctor and the Doctor is unable to fight back in any way without causing permanent damage to Turlough via the Master shaking him around inside a snuffbox, beating him up.

So, the Doctor screams and breaks all the magic mirrors because he can just do that now. I think the Fourth Doctor might've done something like this once, but it's still a bit anti-climactic here.

We just sort of cut to the Team all restored to normal trying to decide what to do with the Master.

This wrap-up conversation gives off this vibe that the Doctor just can't understand why Tegan and Turlough are so upset here. But it might just be a side-effect of this story about the Doctor still having some emotional attachment to the Master despite everything being in a hurry to end.

Or maybe the narrator doesn't get it:

I'm pretty sure anyone would be upset after being shrunk and kept in a snuffbox and might not have a whole lot of patience for someone protecting the person responsible.

Still, in the end, the Doctor sort of tries to humor him a bit...

How their complete trust was restored is unclear. They just decide to stop disagreeing with him for Reasons.

So, an interesting story, the a bit of a dumb one. I'm not gonna complain about not being able to follow the Master's plan because all of his plans are like that.

Ultimately, I think the biggest problem with this one is that the 5 isn't the Doctor you want for this story. We're exploring the Doctor's relationship with the Master. No matter how many times he tries to, and no matter what he says, the Master can't kill the Doctor because he likes him too much. At the same time, no matter how many terrible things he does, no matter how personal, no matter the scale, the Doctor can never defeat the Master completely, because he likes him too much.

The problem is that 5, though it was still a bit of a thing with him, isn't as friendly with the Master as most other incarnations. 3 treated the Master's antics like a game, but when 5 comes along, the Master destroys a quarter of the universe and traumatizes all of his companions in rapid succession. It's not fun anymore. The Master still thinks of it as a game, but the Doctor's no longer amused. This all resets later on, especially after the Time War, but for 5, that's our trajectory.

Think about how things between 5 and the Master end in Planet of Fire. The Master has pushed the Doctor so far that he can stand there and watch him burn alive. One of the things that sets 5 off is Kamelion's death. The Doctor had to kill Kamelion because the Master kept fucking with him. If Kamelion were an actual character, this moment might have the emotional weight it needed. The Master spends 5's run harming his companions. This is what really changed things. During 3's era, the Master developed a respect for Jo, the only TARDIS-traveling companion he had a chance to interact with. She almost became an extension of the Doctor. The Delgado Master, outside of a bit of hypnosis, doesn't harm the Doctor's companions. The Ainley Master does. 5's first story has the Master spend most of it torturing Adric. So, the entire dynamic of 5 and the Master is 5 losing his compassion for the Master because he hurt his companions.

This is a story for a later Doctor with some distance from these events. That's the serious problem. But the story is very silly, so serious problems aren't that big a deal, really.

#fifth doctor #vislor turlough #tegan jovanka #ainley!master #the velvet dark #short trips #sometimes i just gotta get way too into a thing

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Across the Spiderverse x reader

(this is kinda messy)

Peter stared at the newest addition to the spider society.

"She's pretty different to anyone we've had." Peter muttered as Miguel looked at you.

"Yeah, in her universe it's still the 1600's. She was about to kill someone but it wasn't apart of her canon so I had to stop her. If I'm being honest... I would've liked to see her kill the asshole priest she was dealing with." Miguel grumbled as Peter looked at him in confusion.

You began coming closer to then after Lyla gave you the run down of the place.

"I don't want to go back." You whispered as Miguel looked at you sadly.

"I know, but you need to. If you don't, a lot of bad things can happen to you and those around you. But, you're apart of the society now, whenever we need you we can call on you. You're not alone anymore, Y/N." Miguel said with a small smile, you returned his smile.

"Thank you, Miguel."

It had been four months since you'd seen Miguel and you hadn't stopped thinking about him or the society.

You had abilities, similar to other spider people. But, you didn't bother being a hero.

You mainly just used it to make your life easier.

One day while you were out foraging for berries you heard a noise and turned to see Miguel.

You dropped the basket full of berries and ran for him.

"Miguel! Do you need me!? Do we have to save a universe?" You asked with excitement as he sighed.

"No, everything is pretty stable right now. But, it's been a while and I thought I was check up on you." He said as you smiled.

"Can I come back to the society for a while? Or maybe another universe. I'm really hungry." You muttered, Miguel did notice you had lost a lot of weight since the last time he saw you.

"Sure, kid. Come on, I know a good place." He said holding out his hand.

In a few minutes you found yourself sitting in a takeaway store with Miguel.

"Everyone looks so...different. Especially they're clothes." You muttered making Miguel chuckle softly.

You sat with him trying as much as you could, you knew it was going to have terrible effects later but you didn't care.

After you were done you went back to the society with Miguel for a bit.

While he was looking at his computer and mumbling about something you slowly began to take off your dress.

When Miguel turned around again you were completely naked in front of him.

"Y/N! Oh god!" He muttered, turning away, he grabbed yiur dress off the ground and covered your body.

"Is this not how you wanted me to repay you?" You asked as he looked at you sadly.

"Y/N... No, not at all. You don't need to repay me." He said before he began to notice the odd scarring on your body.

He moved your dress away a little to look at the wounds.

"Y/N, what are all these marks from?" He asked with concern in his voice.

"It doesn't matter." You muttered quickly grabbing your dress from him and getting it back on.

"Take me home." You muttered before Miguel placed his hand on your shoulder.

"I can take you home if you want, but I can also listen if you need." He whispered in a soft tone as you looked up at him.

"It happened when I got the abilities." You muttered as he looked at you with confusion.

"It scarred your skin?" He asked before you looked away a little.

"No... My village found out and the priest wanted to prove that I was the devil because of my abilities. They stripped me, tied my arms above my head so my feet were barely on the ground and let the entire village watch. The priest bright out a bucket with holy water, I was confused because the priest was wearing gloves. He assured everyone it was incase he touched my devilish skin. I wasn't afraid, because I'm not a demon and it was just holy water. But... He began splashing it on my skin and I soon realised why he was wearing gloves. It wasn't water, it was acid. I started screaming in pain as the towns people watched my skin melt, bit by bit. It went on for a while... Before they were going to kill me I escaped." You muttered, not daring to look at Miguel.

"Y/N... I'm so sorry." He whispered as you wiped away your tears quickly.

"I know spider people have to lose something... Mine was a bit different, I lost my beauty, I lost my home, my friends and my dignity." You muttered before Miguel slowly wrapped his arms around you.

Your eyes slowly closed eyes and relaxed into his embrace.

"We've all lost something here, that just means we aren't alone in this. That includes you, kid. You have a family here now." He whispered as you smiled softly.

"Thank you, Miguel."

#Miguel o'hara #Peter B Parker #across the spiderverse #Atsv #Reader insert

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