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livlaughloveluke · 5 months

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𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐲- 𝐞.𝐥

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: ethan’s mysterious sickness leads to an unexpected confession

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: sickness, pills (advil)

𝐚/𝐧: was kinda rushed and also tumblr was acting up when i was trying to write this, but i hope you enjoy!

ethan woke up to a sudden feeling of nausea, and a headache that pounded relentlessly. you and him were supposed to go study in the library later that afternoon, but there’s no way he would get anything done in this condition.

he managed to lift himself out of bed, feeling extremely weak. he trudged to the bathroom, every step seeming to add exhaustion to his already tired self.

he arrived, and lazily opened a cabinet to grab the thermometer and some advil. he reached to the back where the medicine usually was, only to find nothing. he looked around, searching for something that would bring relief, however nothing was there.

in the meantime, he grabbed the thermometer and stuck it under his tounge. he waited patiently, as the numbers kept going up.

103 degrees fahrenheit. a decent fever, and if he didn’t take medicine soon, it might go up. he exited the bathroom, hoping to find chad.

ethan was too sick to go out, so chad would have to pick up some advil for him.

unfortunately, chad was nowhere to be found. ethan pulled his phone off the charger to call him. he clicked on chads contact, and waited as the phone ringed.

chad picked up shortly. ethan was more of a texter, so he knew something must have been wrong. before chad could mutter a word, ethan began talking.

“hey man, have you seen the advil?” ethan grumbled, sounding sickly and sleepy.

“i just finished off last week. midterms had me stressed, man. it should be on the grocery list. are you sick?” chad responded. ethan looked, and it was in-fact on the shopping list, next to the goldfish.

“yeah i feel like shit and have a fever. where are you?” ethan asked, hoping chad was near, and could run by the pharmacy and pick some up.

“dude, i told you this last week. me and mindy drove up north to visit some family this weekend. im sure y/n would gladly pick some up for you, though.” chad replied, and ethan could sense his smile through the screen. ethan thanked chad, before hanging up.

you and ethan were good friends, although he wished you were more. he was talking to chad one night, when he accidentally let it slip that he had a huge crush on you.

chad, being the blabbermouth he is, immediately told tara. when tara found out about ethans crush, she almost overflowed with joy. she knew the feelings were reciprocated, as you talked about him all the time. ever since that night, tara and chad had been trying to get you together.

however, every time tara mentioned you asking ethan out, you shut her down. you told her that he probably didn’t feel same, and that you valued your friendship with him to much to ruin it. tara fought the urge to tell you about what chad had said, but she promised she wouldn’t say anything, so she kept her mouth shut.

ethan felt bad, but he knew he had to text you. you were curled up on the couch, watching netflix, when a notification popped up on your phone.

ethan 🪼

hey! im think im sick,

so im going to have to cancel

on our study sesh :(

you read his message, and your heart filled with worry.

you

im sorry you don’t feel good,

eth.

do you need anything?

ethan 🪼

actually if you don’t mind,

could you pick me up

sone advil? we ran out and

i was supposed to go the

grocery store today.

you

of course

send me your grocery list and I’ll pick everything up 4 you

ethan 🪼

you really don’t have

to do that y/n

you

seriously, it’s nothing. plus, i was at your dorm yesterday and there was literally no food

ethan 🪼

thank you so much

*one image attached*

you rush and throw on some baggy grey sweatpants, pairing it with a navy blue sweatshirt that drapes over one shoulder. you throw your uggs on, and rush out the door. you try your best to be as quick as possible, knowing of ethan’s poor condition.

the grocery list was filled with mainly junk food, so you decide to buy some fruits for the roommates. you also buy ingredients for your homemade chicken noodle soup, hoping it will help with his health.

you pay and head to his dorm, while you stress over his condition the whole ride. you park your car in the parking garage, and carry the several bags of groceries up to his floor. ethan had given you a spare key a couple weeks ago, so you fumbled with your keychain until you found it and unlocked the door.

the door flung open, and you found ethan on the couch, looking like a zombie. a show played quietly on the tv in the background. you rush to the chaotic kitchen, and set the items down on the counter. you fish around in the bags, looking for the meds. you found the bottle of pills, and set them down beside the groceries. you open the cabinet and find a large water bottle, and fill it up to the brim

you take the water and the advil over to him, placing it on the coffee table. he’s half asleep, so you shake him a little, so he is aware of your presence.

“hey. take your medicine, and make sure to drink some water. i’ll clean up around here.” you whisper to him quietly.

he groans in response and swallows the pills, before laying back down on the couch. you head back to the kitchen, and start putting away groceries and cleaning up his previous messes. you wipe every surface down, until everything is completely spotless.

then, you move onto his room. you rip the sheets off his bed so you could wash them, and grab the spare ones from his closet. you neatly make his bed, and fluff up the pillows. besides his bed, almost everything else was put away and it looked nice. you disinfected his table and all of the door knobs, then went back to the living room.

you shook him a little again, waking him up, and you led him to his bedroom. he immediately plopped down on his bed, chasing sleep. you grabbed his phone and the water bottle from the other room, and placed them on his nightstand for when he woke up.

you then went to clean up the living room, which surprisingly wasn’t that messy, besides a few pillows and blankets scattered across the floor.

it was around one pm, so you started making lunch, and it would probably be dinner, too.

you poured the chicken stock into a pot, and then placed it on the stove, heating it up.

you swiftly dice some vegetables, and throw them into the pot, along with some shredded chicken. you seasoned it to perfection, and then added the uncooked pasta once it was boiling.

while it was cooking, you cleaned up the mess you had just made, and did the dishes. it was weird how easily and efficiently you tightened up his apartment. normally you would dread doing these chores, but since it was for ethan, you didn’t mind.

you turned down the heat once the noodles were fully cooked, and tasted your delicious creation. just on time, ethan woke up from his nap and entered the kitchen. he looked a lot better now, not nearly as delirious.

“seriously y/n, you didn’t have to do any of this.“ he says, yawning a little.

“like i said, it was nothing. are you feeling any better?” you respond back, now ladling the soup into a bowl for him.

“a little. thank you, really.” ethan said. you handed him his lunch, while reassuring him that it was no big deal.

you made your own portion, making sure to turn off the stove once you were done. you took your bowl and sat next to him at the table.

“wait, i might get you sick.” ethan warns.

“we’ve spent every day for the past week together. if it’s contagious, i probably would have gotten it by now. also, i don’t mind getting sick if it means i can spend this time with you.” you respond, looking at his gorgeous coffee brown eyes. you needed to tell him how you felt.

“ethan, i care about you so, so much. way more than a normal friend should.” you say to him, but he just tilts his head in confusion.

“what im trying to say is that i really like you. i want to be more than friends. i know you haven’t dated anyone before, and i’m perfectly okay with taking it slow. if you don’t feel the same way, please just tell me now.” you confess to him. now it was ethans turn to spill his guts.

“i’ve liked you since the day we met in econ, y/n. i want to be with you, no matter what happens. would you wanna go out sometime, officially?”

“more than anything.” you say, a smile now plastered on your face.

ethan drags you back to his bedroom so he can take another nap, and you decide to read. you sit crisscross on his bed, back leaning on the bed frame. he cuddled up to you, laying his head in your lap. a couple minutes later, he was fast asleep. you pull out your phone to snap a photo, them text tara.

you

turns out you were right

#ethan landry #jack champion #ethan landry angst #ethan landry smut #ethan landry x reader #jack champion x reader #jack champion x y/n #fanfic #jack champion x actress! reader #liv’s writing !

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dannystattoo · 5 months

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august

chapter 1 - "i can see us lost in the memory"

you didn't plan on spending your summer fixing up your family's old cabin, but you also didn't plan on reconnecting with your childhood crush for the summer. based on august by taylor swift

Pairing: Danny Wagner x fem reader

Warnings: Some language, but that's about it

Spending the summer after your senior year of college helping maintain your grandparents’ cabin was not what you’d anticipated upon graduating. While you wouldn’t say you were ready to tackle job hunting just yet, you would have preferred to have at least been able to stay in the college town with all of your friends for a couple more months. You’d have loved to at least have a last hurrah before you all inevitably moved on to whatever was next. Life had a way of happening though. Your grandfather passed away in the winter and a lot had changed. Your grandma wasn’t able to live on her own, so she had moved in with your family for the time being. Your parents were also trying to figure out what to do with the cabin your grandparents had purchased decades ago. It was your grandpa’s pride and joy, and he would never let anyone sell it even if he’d barely been able to use it in the last few years. The rest of your family, grandma included, couldn’t care less about keeping the property in the family, Since you and your siblings all moved out of the house and didn’t have the opportunity to visit much anymore, they decided it was best to sell the house. However, it needed a lot of TLC before it could go on the market and you’d gotten roped into spending your summer taking care of the property. You cursed yourself for learning so many DIY skills in college when your friends had insisted on renting the shittiest house possible your sophomore year, as well as for being the golden child who couldn’t draw boundaries with your parents no matter how hard you tried.

…and that was how you found yourself looking around this house, wondering how the hell you were going to have it ready to list by August, in three months. Your dad offered to come up and help when he could on weekends and you did have a list of contractors your grandparents had previously used who could help with the things you weren’t able to do, but you were mostly on your own. You tried to remind yourself that his would give you the opportunity to save up some money since you weren’t paying rent and your family would be paying you for your work on the house. This would also give you time to polish your resume and work on perfecting your design portfolio, hopefully allowing you to move somewhere better than the sleepy midwest town you grew up in or the slightly less sleepy city you went to college in. Your ultimate goal was New York City, but you were aiming for Chicago right now. All things considered, though, the thought of a summer spent more or less by yourself doing a stupid amount of manual labor made the thought of living in the city in cramped apartment with multiple roommates and eating ramen for every meal sound appealing.

It had probably been about five years since you’d spent any sizable amount of time here, and that was around the same time your family started doing the bare minimum maintenance on the place. They’d also done the bare minimum when it came to cleaning, so you spent the entire morning making one of the bedrooms and one of the bathrooms clean and comfortable enough to get you through the first few days. Once you finished that, you started trying to make a game plan, but you became overwhelmed pretty quickly. Realizing it was nearing one in the afternoon, you decided to drive into town, pick up some fast food and take a break. You weren’t able to find much, but there was a Taco Bell within a reasonable driving distance. You returned home with your Nachos Bell Grande and a massive Baja Blast, hoping that would push you to have a productive evening. It was a beautiful day out, so you took you lunch out to the dock. The gate that led down to the water’s edge was a bit rusted and hard to open, but once you got it, you remembered why you loved coming here so much as a kid. Admittedly, once you looked past the state of the house and the yard, it was gorgeous out here. You were steps away from the lake, which had a tiny private sandy beach at its edge. Trees and plants in full bloom surrounded the lake, and you always loved the glow of the sun off the water. You told yourself that if you got through a clearing the clutter in the rooms you, your siblings, and cousins had shared as kids that day, you’d reward yourself with a glass of wine and a night spent on the patio with your designs. The change in scenery was inspiring you in a way you hadn’t expected. Looking at the nearby houses, you tried to remember all the kids you’d met here over the years. They were all fleeting friendships, lasting for only one week in the summer over the 4th of July and picking up the next year, depending on who returned and when. You’d met these kids well before social media, and you had no idea what happened to any of them after losing contact. You start thinking about them, wondering where life had taken everyone after those golden summers.

Lost in your thoughts, you didn’t notice that someone had appeared from the cabin next-door and they were walking down towards the water.

“I had no idea they sold this place,” the voice said as it came up behind you. Startled, you turned around to see a man approaching you. He looked like he was about your age, maybe slightly older. You could tell from his tan skin he probably spent a lot of time outside, giving the impression of someone else who might be spending the summer here. Based on appearances alone, that was something you could get on board with. You couldn’t overlook the fact he was gorgeous - you were immediately drawn to his intense eyes and radiant smile, and the fact his was absolutely ripped didn’t hurt matters.

“Because they didn’t,” you laughed. “Granted, it’s barely been used in at least five years, but yeah, haven’t sold yet.”

“Well that’s good, I always like the people who lived here.”

“You knew them?” you were taken by surprise.

“Oh yeah, my family owns the place next door. I’m Danny, by the way.”

“Y/N,” you said. The longer you looked at him, you began to think he looked vaguely familiar. “This is gonna sound weird, but we’ve met before haven’t we?”

“You have two older sisters and your family was always here the week of the 4th of July, right?”

“Yeah. You have a younger sister and you were also always here for the 4th of July?” As Dnny confirmed this, it all came flooding back to you.

He was part of the group of about a dozen of you who lived on this street that you’d just been thinking about. He was, in fact, a few years older than you, but you seemed to remember his younger sister was around your age. You also remembered you’d had a hugely embarrassing crush on Danny that resurfaced every year. God, you’d forgotten about him completely, as it had been ten years since you’d seen him, more since you’d seen him with any sort of regularity at the cabin. You remembered it all with clarity now.

He was three years older than you, and by the time you were eleven and he was fourteen, he started hanging out with the group less and less. Fair enough, he was a teenager, but it didn’t hurt any less. You’d always thought he was cute and he was the only boy in the group who was always nice to you. Looking back, he treated you like a little sister, but you didn’t see it that way then. You remembered the summer you were twelve and he was fifteen when he and another one of the older girls in the group stopped hanging out with you as frequently, only showing up at events where the entire family was present. You’d been devastated when you’d accidentally stumbled upon them making out in her room at a barbecue you’d all been at. By the next summer, you were convinced that because you were thirteen and a full fledged teenager, he’d finally be interested in you. Much to your dismay, he hadn’t even come up north that year, opting to stay home in order to spend more with his friends instead. It was only a couple more years before you stopped spending long stints there in the summer. You realized how much you’d forgotten about your time here.

“So what brings you back?” Danny’s question brought you back from your nostalgia.

“Well, my grandpa passed away over the winter -“

“Oh shit, i’m sorry.”

“Thank you. It wasn’t unexpected, but still. Anyway, my family is actually planning to sell now and I somehow got roped into coming out here for the summer to fix it up and get it ready to put on the market. You live in one shitty house that forces you to learn handy skills and they use it against your for the rest of your life,” you laughed.

“What, by yourself?”

“Not entirely, my dad is coming up to help me out when he can and we will need to hire people to do some of the more complicated projects. But yeah, mostly.” You were kicking yourself the moment you said it. Way to go, Y/N, you thought to yourself. You don’t know the first thing about this guy anymore and he could be a crazed serial killer for all you knew.

“Anyway, I could ask you the same thing,” you shifted the attention back to him.

“Honestly, I don’t know. Getting away, I guess? I’ve been so stuck with work lately and I thought a change of scenery might be good. Don’t ask why my first inclination was to come here, but it was.”

“By yourself?”

“For now. Three of my friends, more like my brothers actually, are planning to come up in a few weeks and spend most of the summer. They may be going back and forth between here and home a bit more than me though.”

“Where do you live?”

“Nashville.”

“That’s so cool, I unfortunately didn’t get to go far for college and I was so lucky to move back to my hometown in Michigan after graduation. I’m hoping to save up some money over the summer so I can start looking to move. Enough about me, what is it you do for work?” You were intrigued when he said he was “uninspired”, wondering if he did something creative too.

“Uh, musician,” he said running his hand through his dark curls. You could tell he assumed you’d react a certain way.

“No shit, that’s sick! What kind of music?”

“I’m in a rock band, drummer. I know it probably sounds kind of lame, but we’ve actually released a few single, and EP, and we just got a contract for our first full record. As exciting as all of that is, I’m having a hell of a time getting anything written to contribute to it. Decided I’d come here for a little bit first by myself, and then the guys are gonna join me in a couple weeks. I thought maybe getting out of the city would help. Plus the lease on my place was up last week and the house I’m set to move into isn’t available September 1st.”

“Well, I don’t think that’s lame at all. I’m trying to break into design, so I kind of get it.”

“Oh really, what kind?”

“My dream would be fashion, it was my main area of focus in school, but I’ve also been building by graphic design portfolio to have something more ‘practical’, as my parents would say.”

“I get that, I’m sure you can imagine my parents were just thrilled when I said I had no desire to go to college right after graduating high school.”

“Sounds like you’re doing great anyway,” you shrugged. You guys talked comfortably for quite a bit longer, catching up on the past ten years. It was nice to have found a friend so early on, at least you hoped you’d found a friend. Danny was so easy to talk to and you felt an effortless connection, even if you hadn’t seen him in a literal decade. Eventually, you picked up your phone, sitting abandoned on the table, and you didn’t like the time.

“Oh god, how is it already three? I’m so sorry, but I should probably go, I have so much work to do,”

“Honey, you have all summer,” Danny said. You wouldn’t admit that your stomach flipped when he called you that. Fuck, were you attracted to him now, still?

“You’re right, but you have no idea how much I have to do.”

“Can I help with anything? I know I didn’t come here for home renovation projects, but you could persuade me, I think.”

“I would actually really appreciate that, if only for the company. Tell you what, my main goal for the day was to start cleaning out some of the bedrooms, if you’d want to help? When we make some good progress, maybe we can grab dinner? Like I said, even if it’s just for the company and an accountability buddy.”

“I’d love that. Honestly, I’ve only been here like two days and I’m going insane in my own company. I was so hung up on the idea of taking a solitary trip to work that I forgot I’m an extrovert.” You smiled at him, grabbed your Taco Bell remains, and led him into the house.

“Not to be rude, but you weren’t kidding,” Danny said, looking around the house.

“Yeah, it’s so, so bad. We’ve hardly been up here since like, 2017, what with life and school and work, and that was around the time my grandparents weren’t able to come up here by themselves anymore. I think my parents did just enough maintenance so that the neighbors wouldn’t lose their minds.”

“Gives me an excuse to offer my services around here a lot then?”

“I think that sounds perfect,” you smiled, leading Danny to the bedroom you and your sisters shared years ago. Before you could stop yourself, you caught yourself thinking that you’d love to be taking him back to your room under much different circumstances. You couldn’t believe that you were down bad for this guy yet again, hours after seeing him for the first time in a decade.

To be continued

#danny wagner #greta van fleet #greta van fic #daniel wagner #danny gvf #sam kiszka #josh kiszka #jake kiszka #danny wagner x reader

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sapphyreopal5 · 6 months

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This is an older interview with Jared Padalecki and Nicholas Knight from the Supernatural Magazine issue #2 (Feb/Mar 2008), pages 10 to 15. [x]

"Another reason why Padalecki felt at home so quickly is his relationship with Jensen Ackles, who plays his onscreen brother, Dean. It's common knowledge that both of the actors are from Texas and that certainly helped them relate to one another, but it's their personal relationships with their siblings that truly set the foundation for their relationship. 'I have an older brother and a younger sister. And Jensen has an older brother and a younger sister as well', Padalecki points out. 'My brother and I are super close. When Dean and Sam get along, that's how my brother and I get along. We definitely tease each other. My brother and I will rib each other all the time, but there are no punches thrown. It's pretty laid back'.

'I think the reason Jensen and I got along so well was because we really didn't go about bonding', Padalecki continues. It didn't feel like a blind date. It felt like we were continuing a relationship as opposed to saying 'Alright, we're supposed to hang out with each other, so let's go play Basketball or something.' We just sort of hung out. It was really lucky. We just hit it off immediately. There's no rhyme or reason to what happened.'"

Hmm, are you possibly referencing this blind date story you mentioned a couple issues later, Jared?

Family Man

"Whenever Padalecki does get a rare free moment, enjoying the sites of Vancouver isn’t the first thing that comes to mind. That honor goes to his family, who are much too far away for the actor's liking. 'I remember I had a conversation with my father one time, and he said, ‘Well, can’t you just call me for five minutes?’ And I was like, 'I don’t want to just call you for five minutes. If I’m calling my father, I want to talk to you for a while. You know what I mean? I want to know how your life is going and I have a good hour conversation at least.’

You act for free- you get paid to wait.’ In a 14 hour work day on set, you're waiting a lot, but you can't just go running around like a chicken with its head cut off. You have to keep in character, and you use that time to try and make the scene better, not make phone calls and stuff. So, when I’m working. I definitely put everything else on hold.”

That “everything else” includes Padalecki’s love life, although the actor still tries to see his longtime girlfriend, Sandra McCoy, whenever possible. “She and I visit as much as we can," he discloses. “I'll come back to L.A. on the weekends, or she'll come up to Vancouver. But it’s not as easy as it could be.” Padalecki and McCoy met on the set of the movie Cry Wolf. And while they enjoyed working together at the time, they have differing views about repeating the experience.

"I’d [like to], but I think she probably doesn’t feel the same. I think she’s like, 'You do your thing. I'll do my thing.’ It’s definitely not as easy as it was when I was on Gilmore Girls and living five miles away from her, but we make it work. Spending time with his girlfriend, chilling with his friends and family, hanging out with Ackles… all these things take time away from something else that Padalecki bves - sleep. “I really like to sleep,” he chuckles. ‘That's the first thing that comes to mind because that’s what I’m most deprived of! I remember I used to watch my father go to sleep watching television and I was like, ‘How can you sleep? It’s not even dark in here.'"

Green Screen

"For Padalecki, keeping in shape isn't the most challenging aspect of working on Supernatural. “It’s definitely the green screen.” the actor states. It’s one thing to sit and talk to somebody and have a conversation - I’ve done movies and plays where you’re performing a monologue, and that’s always easy. But when they say, ‘Right, look at this wall. This X mark is the face of a visual effect that we haven’t made yet. so you're just going to have to imagine something scar>’ - that’s definitely the hardest part. It’s not like pulling teeth or anything. but it’s definitely weird. I always find myself thinking, ‘I hope they make this thing look scary because I’m going to act scared, so I hope they don’t sell me out."'

Of course, behind the scenes of a show like Supernatural, it would only seem natural that strange things would happen, and Padalecki confirms that there are inexplicable things going on in the shadows. ''You always say, "Oh. It's just a breeze.'” he laughs. “But I remember one time we were filming an episode called Skin, which is one of my favorites. We were filming in this house, and there was a clock on the wall and it just fell off and everybody was looking around and all the crew guys were like, ‘All right, back to work.’ When things like that happen, you just don’t want to look any further into it, you know?"

#supernatural #spn family #jared padalecki #supernatural magazine issue 2 #interview #sandra mccoy #magazine #j2

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callsign-rockstar · 2 years

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Rulebreaker - R. Floyd x fem reader

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An ex-aviator has very strict rules with herself about dating pilots. She was still working with them though, and between her job as a flight analyst and strategist as well as being a waitress at the Hard Deck on weekends, she sees a lot of them. One night, however, a specific pilot draws her attention and she is on the brink of breaking the rules for him ;)

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pairing: robert 'bob' floyd x fem!ex-aviator

word count: 2.4k

warnings: none really, maybe mentions of past cheating (not bob) and mentions of alcohol.

requested by: @cfvgbhndun

a/n: hey guys! this was another request (I love ur requests seriously) and im so excited to say that I loved writing it so much that this will be split into 3 parts (I think, I just dont wanna make one post super duper long and I really wanna expand upon this one). anyway, I really hope y'all enjoy this hehe

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The bar was quiet and alone. Lunchtime had just passed and the Hard Deck always closed for a couple hours before opening at 5:30 sharp for the night. Penny was out with Amelia trying to fix something or another on their boat, and y/n found herself humming her favorite song while wiping down tables and putting chairs in their place. Penny had profusely apologized for having to leave her alone for an hour, but the truth was that Y/n loved both Penny and Amelia as her own family, so she really didn’t mind.

After serving 12 years in the navy, she had decided to go into the inactive reserve. She worked at the Top Gun offices as a flight analyst and strategist during the week, as she still adored everything about strategizing in the most efficient ways possible. Weekends, she went to the Hard Deck to work the nights after visiting Top Gun and dropping off treats for everyone in the morning. There was no real reason she needed to be there in the mornings, but she just really loved her co-workers and all the people at Top Gun, so it was something that all of them looked forward to on Saturday mornings.

Her earbuds were in and she danced around the bar, strands of her hair falling out from the low bun she had gathered it into so she could get things done without it in her face. She went into the kitchen, making sure everything was in order for when the cooks came in. It wasn’t necessarily her responsibility, but she always liked to help out the people and places she really cared about.

A tap tap at the glass paned door that led to the terrace prompted her to open it for Penny. Whenever she was alone in the bar, Penny adamantly urged her to keep the doors locked so she would feel safe being in there alone. It was a precaution that both of them agreed on, but the security personnel also happened to be amazingly comforting to her, so she never exactly felt unsafe anyway.

Because she was a flight analyst, she had been working with Vice Admiral Simpson the past few weeks to come up with ways to fly a mission that she had been told was highly classified. Because of that, she didn’t really know what was up with it, and she didn’t know that a few familiar faces would be turning up later that evening.

“Hey Penny! How’s the boat?” Y/n asked.

“We were able to get it up and running with a little help from the mechanics,” replied Penny, walking into the Hard Deck and taking off her sunglasses with one hand. The other was letting down her hair which had been in a ponytail, considering the heat of the day. The way the bar seemed alive even with only three people in it never ceased to amaze Y/n, it seemed magical, and that’s why she kept coming back to California, specifically here. It all seemed laced with magic, a normal naval town with a little bit of glitter dusted around every corner.

“Need help with that?” asked Y/n, seeing Amelia sitting down at a table with a physics textbook.

“Yes, actually. We have a test next week and this stuff is just going in one ear and out the other,” replied Amelia with a smile.

“Penny, I finished cleaning the floors and dusting the stuff on the walls. Also, I pulled out the stepladder to do a bit of dusting for the things on the ceiling and pushed in all the chairs. Aaand I went into the kitchen to make sure everything was in order for when the kitchen staff came in,” said Y/n, making sure Penny heard the things she’d done so she had a justifiable excuse to help Amelia for a while.

“You know I only asked you to sweep and make sure the chairs were tucked in, right?” Penny asked with a smile.

“I know, I know. Just couldn’t help myself,” replied Y/n.

“You, Y/n y/l/n, are an angel,” said Penny, giving Y/n a hug before going back to her bar and leaving Amelia with her.

“So you have a test on aerodynamics next week?,” asked Y/n, glancing at the open textbook that sat in front of the girl. Amelia nodded, a little worried.

“You came to the perfect person for help! This will be a piece of cake once you see it like this…” began Y/n.

After about 45 minutes, Amelia understood. She still needed some practice, but she was doing much better than the day before when she could barely understand the words coming out of her teacher’s mouth.

“Thank you, Y/n. You don’t know how much that helped!” said Amelia, throwing her arms around Y/n’s neck.

“Any time, honey!” said Y/n with a laugh. There was only about half an hour left until opening time, so Amelia needed to be taken to her friends house.

“I’ll drive her, Penny,” said Y/n, seeing how the other employees were coming back and Penny clearly had a lot on her plate to organize.

“Thank you,” Penny mouthed to Y/n, after giving a goodbye hug and a kiss to her daughter.

“Come on, Ames,” said Y/n, opening the front door of the Hard Deck.

Hopping into Y/n’s car, Amelia practically begged to put the top down.

“Please, Y/n/n! It’s the weekend! And it’s so fun when the top is down,” said the girl.

“Can’t say no, top down it is!” exclaimed Y/n with a smile.

The might not have physically looked like sisters, but they sure acted like them. They were singing in sync, smiling as the sun was setting and the wind was blowing in their hair. It was scene pulled straight out of a movie and neither of them could have asked for a better 15 minutes.

Somewhere not too far away in a small apartment, Robert Floyd was getting ready to head to the Hard Deck. He had just gotten out of the shower, wiping off the fogged up mirror in his bathroom while securing a white towel around his waist. He grabbed his glasses and put them on, finding his attempts to push them higher up the bridge of his nose unsuccessful because his face was still damp and the bathroom was very humid. He opened the door that connected the bathroom to the bedroom to try and get the steam out of the bathroom, even opening the window above the shower to get some air flow. A thin layer of sweat was beginning to form on his body, making him feel slightly frustrated because he had to be out the door in 20 minutes max if he wanted to make a good impression on his flight mates and be there early.

After pulling on his khaki uniform and fixing his name tag, he combed his hair to perfection and gelled it back so it would stay in place all night. He sprayed on his cologne and brushed his teeth, making sure to look as put together as possible for tonight.

Y/n pulled into the side parking lot where all the employee spots were, backing her car into one of them. She opened the door that led into the kitchen and made her way into the Hard Deck.

“Evening, everyone!” She exclaimed, waving and all the cooks.

She was in a little bit of a hurry because Penny probably needed an extra pair of hands to get everything in order.

“How was the car ride?” Penny asked.

“It was great, Amelia is seriously the best,” laughed Y/n.

“You need any help?” she asked.

“Um, I would love for you to help me by just relaxing for a sec. You’ve been helping out all afternoon and it’s gonna be busy tonight, so I’d rather have you rest for a couple minutes and just relax before the show begins,” Penny said, patting her on the back and sitting her down at the bar.

Y/n knew there was no point in arguing, so she sat down and said hi to everyone who passed by.

The bar began to fill up with people, familiar faces greeted the staff and new ones walked in with looks of fascination. The Hard Deck always had that effect on people, one of wonder and a certain belief in its magic.

Pete ‘Maverick’ Mitchell was definitely not one of the people Y/n expected to see. They had seen each other over the years at naval events and had worked on some projects together, but she certainly didn’t think he’d be back here. Especially not after that one time he came to teach her Top Gun class and was fired, like, the next day.

“Captain Mitchell! Long time no see! What brings you down here?” she asked him.

“Very nice to see you, y/cs! I’m down here because I really messed up this time. You’ll find out soon enough,” replied Pete with a long sigh and a tired but sincere smile.

She was far too busy to continue talking to him, taking orders from her designated area of the bar, so she waved at him and went back to work. She and the rest of the servers had a good system going in which a group of two or three servers each took on a different sector of the bar. It worked out great for them because it wasn’t as overwhelming as having to walk around the entire place taking orders.

All her questions about Pete’s strange comment were answered when she saw a guy in a khaki uniform walk into the Hard Deck. She couldn’t help but follow him with her eyes. He was very handsome and she couldn’t deny it: that neat hair was begging to be messed with and those gold frame glasses just needed to get lost in a pile of clothes beside a bed. Preferably hers.

She hadn’t really registered he was a pilot until she snapped out of her daydream and noticed her bottom lip was between her teeth. She had a strict rule against getting with aviators, ever. After years of dealing with them and their douchebag attitudes, she’d learned to not make that mistake again.

Her first serious boyfriend was a boy she met in the naval academy. She was actually in love with him, but he shattered her heart for the first time by completely ghosting her after months of dating. Then, another pilot had cheated on her, and so on. Pilots loved the thrills in life and thought they were the smartest people on earth, but none of them knew how to handle something as fragile as a heart. She thought it was ironic and even a little funny, because they were able to flawlessly fly those jets, operate such majestic beasts with scary precision and yet they didn’t know what to do with a person who’d placed their soul in their hands. But she was over them and knew she couldn’t make that mistake again.

As the evening progressed, she continued to see other aviators pour in through the doors of the Hard Deck. None had pulled her eyes the way that the very first one did, and even though she kept minding her own business, she honestly couldn’t get him out of her head.

All the sudden, she heard Penny’s voice call out for her.

“Y/n, will you help me out here? I need to go check something in the kitchen and I can’t leave the bar here alone,” she explained.

“Of course I will! Take your time,” she answered.

Slipping in behind the bar, she pressed down her black skirt flush against her thighs, sighing and taking the orders of people around her. One man who frequented the bar and was very nice asked for his regular, asking Y/n how she was doing.

Then, a not so familiar face popped up behind her. He waited patiently to be served, and Y/n turned around to meet the gaze of the aviator she’d had her eyes on ever since he walked in. She practically sank into his deep blue eyes, trying not to seem like she was falling deeply into them. The smell of a fresh but not overpowering cologne spilled over the bar and pulled her senses into him even more. She was already drowning in him and he hadn’t even said a word.

“Hi! Can I have a… a beer please?” he asked. She could tell he was nervous, and obviously he wasn’t very good at hiding it, hands fidgeting and looking for something to occupy themselves with.

“Of course,” replied Y/n. She could see he was about to set his phone down on the bar. She debated whether she should warn him and decided she should so as to save him an embarrassing first impression on the rest of the pilots. But mainly, it was because she really did like him and she really didn’t want to see his pretty face riddled with shame.

“Careful! Penny wouldn’t let that slide and I certainly will not either,” she said, pointing at the wooden sign.

“Oh, thanks! That would have been terribly embarrassing,” he said with the most gorgeous smile Y/n had seen. It was taking her every muscle to hold back, she wanted so badly to kiss him right then and there. But the battle scars she had from boys like him, who started out sweet and then turned bitter were already one too many. So she turned around and poured a beer from the tap before she had time to change her mind.

“Here’s your beer, lieutenant,” she said, returning the smile and noticing a pink color rising on the man’s cheeks. Pulling rank on these pilots that were all at least a little bit full of themselves always worked, even if they were barely just lieutenants still.

A quick thank you and he was gone. Penny was back and Y/n decided she needed a second outside, alone. She noticed the stark contrast between the noisy inside and the quiet outdoors. She could hear the muffled sound of people talking, the laughter and the music. She didn’t, however, notice a certain aviator’s eyes following her as she walked outside. If anything, this was just a fun way to pass the time while the aviators were in town. But nothing more… or that’s what she hoped, anyway. She couldn’t make any promises about not breaking the rules for this pilot.

#robert floyd x reader #top gun #robert bob floyd #robert floyd #bob floyd top gun #bob floyd x female reader #bob x female reader #bob floyd #top gun maverick #bob top gun #robert floyd x you #robert floyd x female reader #call sign rockstar #rocky loves her followers

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pageofheartdj · 1 year

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Imma point check raedarila's development through kids birthdays XD Now that I have 'dates' XD

So Camila and Darius softly but surely clicked since there is no way Camila stays out and helps in all the ways she can. Hunter's birthday comes in february and he notices the 'weirdness' between Camila and Darius and worries that he is somehow messing things up since he is technically adopted by Darius but Camila is an often constant in his life. He uses his 'birthday boy wish or whatever Luz called it' to tell him already what is going on! He is mortified but he can't keep going not knowing. And they reassure him that NOTHING bad is going and actually... she and Darius kind of wanted to officially get together and maaaaybe Darius moving in? Hunter.exe stops working xD He IS happy though, or as much as he allows this 'selfishness'!

When Luz finds out, she doesn't know how to feel and worries Camila wants to just replace Manny and feels it would be selfish of her to not be immediately happy for her mom. But then she talks with Vee who is suprisingly more chill with Darius despite him coming from Demon Realm. He seems nice and mama looks so happy! And Luz sees that Darius is mostly nothing like Manny so her worries ease up a bit.

The process of moving is slow, because of Isles situation and general and they aren't done yet, when King's birthday in march comes. He and Collector squabbled over their 'ages' even though the count is less important for semi-immortal beings but they want inclusion so let them be xD They tug 8 and 9 between each other, rejecting 10 cause they wanted to celebrate their two-valued age xD King won his eldest place with bargaining Collector with Francois xD Now Collector is the main caretaker and King can spend weekends with him XD

While Hunter had his birthday celebration in Human Realm to include Vee since she didn't want to visit the Demon Realm just yet, King's birthday was at the Owl House and Vee finally stepping in. Belos was gone and everyone assured her they will look after her! Plus she wanted to try and start looking for other basilisks. King's birthday goes great and there is some Camila|Raine and Darius|Eda bonding and growing stronger. Raine is helping with Vee's intergration and searches, while Eda finds out about Hunter's Clawthorne roots xD

With Luz helping Isles, quickly may approaches and her birthday. Raedarila bonded plenty with their work and help in the Isles, Darius and Raine making sure no other new dictator takes place and also make sure people aren't bothering the young gods. With Collector's help in restoration and people's mostly not having any memories of their 'puppet' state, the relationship gets better and goes pretty smooth with a few hiccups here and there of course xD The kids that spent these months alone aren't as quick, but hey, Collector stopped the Draining Spell so their parents, aren't dead, that's a good thing xD

Raedarila tension grows cause both halves don't want to mess up each other's stable relationships, with... selective success xD Some of them can't stop flirting and some of them can't stop blushing! And some of them can't stop both xD

King and Collector eavesdropped on some conversations and honestly wanted to use King's birthday boy wish but King changed his mind, Hunter just wanted to know the truth, but King doesn't want to force anything out. So they decided to wait and watch this weird thing develop. Collector adores Nana(I will die on the hill that's how Collector immediately calls Camila!!!) and Darius is super fun and King likes to climb him and Camila brings so much tasty goods and is so warm, they both kinda wouldn't mind. Vee and Hunter's confusion grow, especially Hunter, he is slower on picking these things up and when tries to ask, Vee shushes him away. She doesn't know what to feel about this possible family growth, she likes Raine and Eda is really fun but she worries for the peace between Darius and Camila that she grew to treasure.

And Luz. Oh Luz KNOWS what's up and she WILL use her birthday girl's wish because Come ON you guys you are so on the nose and she can't help but feel weird eagerness to see this whatever between Eda and Camila! So she does!!

The jig is up! Raedarila comes clean and Luz's romantic heart bursts! This is still weird and messy and so much more people to actually account. But she wants to know them all better and grow closer!

By the time of Vee's birthday in july things do go supringly well(as well as they can be xD). So much that by the time of Collector's birthday in november they more or less successfully moved all in together and figured out the routine xD And the kid gets to celebrate his nine years with a family full of parents and siblings xD

#the owl house #toh #Big House AU #raedarila #eda clawthorne #darius deamonne #camila noceda #raine whispers #the collector #king clawthorne #hunter deamonne #vee noceda #luz noceda

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theunstuffedpepper · 1 year

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Finally finding time for a little update here. It’s been 2.5 months since we lost our little man and we’re hanging in there. B and I are leaning on each other and focusing on taking care of Pep, trying not to let the grief swallow us whole. We’re trying to focus on what’s in the future for our family which has been helpful and healthy for us both. B made our sweet boy’s urn, which is beautiful, and was a sort of therapy for him.

As summer gave way to fall, we enjoyed the last warm days of the season outside, taking trips to the park, zoo, and local farms as much as possible. We’ve had family and friends visiting and making plans with us consistently; it’s been great having that support and keeping involved socially. We went to our first trunk-or-treat and my little Incredible was too adorable in his costume. He had so much fun and big surprise: turns out, he loves candy.

One big decision we were faced with after losing Pip was whether we were going to move forward with buying the new house and moving. The day we lost him, our offer was accepted. It was hard to even think about and in the moment it was a decision I truly didn’t even care about, but we ultimately decided that we would keep pushing forward. To back out of the deal and stay living in our current house wouldn’t have done anyone any good. I felt an overwhelming need to get out of that house and out of that town. Being surrounded by things that bring heartbreaking memories to mind a thousand times a day leaves very little room for healing.

I’m happy to say we closed on our new home a little over a week ago and just moved in a few days ago. We’re currently still half in the old house, half in the new house, but it’s nice being able to take our time with moving everything over. Once we’re fully out of the old house, it’ll be time to clean it up, take photos, and put it on the market.

Moving to the new town in PA has been so incredibly positive for us all. For me, very healing. In a lot of ways, the area seems opposite to where we’ve been living in NY. I didn’t know how much I needed that until I experienced it. Our new town is slower paced, the people are so friendly, and the new house, despite only being 15 minutes outside of town, feels so quiet and secluded, in the middle of nature. We have dozens of deer on our property every day. Pep loves to watch them from his bedroom window and chase them in the yard, squealing happily and exclaiming, “deeeer!!” The center of town is very historic and charming, a very Hallmark movie kind of quaint town. Love that journey for me.

Pep, now 22 months old, is absolutely blossoming. His language and communication has exploded over the past month or two. He has so, so many words and can now tell us what he wants, what he doesn’t want, and it’s so heart warming and wonderful. He truly is the apple of my eye and he keeps both me and B going every single day.

This weekend, B and I reluctantly left Pep in the care of my parents at our new home and we made the 9-hour drive to Michigan for a close friend’s wedding. I was so nervous to leave Pep for a whole weekend — longer than we’ve ever been away before — but he’s doing awesome with my parents. After the most stressful few months of my life, I needed this rest and break more than I realized. It’s been fantastic reconnecting with B, spending time with our cherished college friends, sleeping in, eating meals as two adults rather than mom and dad, and recharging.

I’ve been half heartedly keeping up with you all and need to check in on so many of you for the latest updates. I’m missing this community, so I’ll try to check in more often. I hope you’re all well!

#photo dump #momblr #grief #pep is 22 months #11122022 #operationkay10

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lau219 · 2 months

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Ask Game for Ships!

Lauren and Cillian from Red Carpet

Part 2 of 2

Who has the worst sleep schedule? Who is the sleepiest? Obviously, Cillian’s schedule is a bit more inconsistent, but he tries to keep it as normal as possible. They both love to sleep, and there have been days where they’ve literally never gotten out of bed, spending the day dozing, cuddling/sex, and watching movies in bed. Lauren is also a big fan of naps, and a quick snooze on the couch doesn’t cut it. She’s literally in bed, under the covers, and it could last 45 minutes or 3 hours.

What are their opinions on PDA? PDA is A-okay with these two. Not over-the-top disgusting for any onlookers, but they aren’t shy about showing affection. They love holding hands and are often sharing kisses. And Cillian enjoys using PDA to mark his territory – he wants every other man to know that Lauren is his. Lauren enjoys teasing Cillian when they’re in public and he can’t do much about it. She’ll whisper in his ear and run her hand dangerously close to his cock under the table. There’ve been plenty of times when she’s elicited an erection and has palmed him through an entire meal at a restaurant with friends.

Any crazy kinks? Nothing too crazy. But there is definitely a dom/sub thing going on. Not in a degrading or super extreme way, but Cillian is always the dominant one. Despite being together for quite a while now, Lauren is still somewhat bashful and naturally submissive, and he coaxes things out of her with an authoritative tone and firm touch. He loves having her helpless. He’ll make her a mess, pinning her down or holding her how he wants her, while also demanding that she tell him what she wants, too, and then praising her. Lauren had secretly always responded to the idea of a dominant man, and Cillian never failed to make her heart pound. He knows exactly what he’s doing, and she craves it. And when he speaks the way he does while simultaneously making her fall apart, she’s helpless. Once he calls her a “good girl” in that tone of voice, she’s done for.

Do they go on vacations together? Where is their favorite place to visit? They love doing vacations and long weekend trips together. The best time they ever had was when Cillian brought Lauren with him the next time he went back to Ireland for a visit. Lauren soaked it all in, and Cillian got so much enjoyment out of showing her around and seeing her reactions to everything. For shorter trips, they’ll switch things up. One weekend could be a very lazy one where they spend the whole time just enjoying their surroundings, and another time it can be busy with finding activities or places to visit and being constantly on the go. It’s all about balance.

What clothes/accessories do they steal from each other? Lauren wears his navy hoodie, which, as we all know, is an extreme turn on for Cillian. She will also shove her feet into his shoes to make a quick dash outside for something, because she can just slip them on as opposed to going through the effort of putting on her own shoes. Cillian has never worn anything of Lauren’s – what would that even be? He did have to use her floral-scented deodorant once, though, when his deodorant ran out, and she has never let him live it down.

Which of their friends/family pokes fun at them for them getting flustered/affectionate? Maeve is the queen of teasing them, but it’s completely in good fun. She loves the fact that they have ended up together, as she had sensed immediately that there was something between the two of them when she first met Lauren. Whenever they’ve all been together, she’s always jokingly calling Cillian names and asking Lauren what she sees in him, but Cillian knows Maeve is actually extremely happy for them, and he also dishes it back to her. Maeve will then always make a comment along the lines of, “Just keep it PG while I’m around, yeah?” And then there’s Alex, who claims she is still trying to recover from walking in on Lauren and Cillian’s stairwell rendezvous. She loves giving them a hard time, but, like Maeve, she’s extremely happy for them.

What is something they can never agree on? How do they meet in the middle? Which is better – dark or milk chocolate. He likes dark, she likes milk, so they each have their own separate stash of chocolate stuffed back on the top shelf of the pantry.

What are their favorite places to kiss on their partner? What are their favorite types of kisses? They both love deep, sensual kisses on the lips that express how much they love each other. But separate from that, Cillian loves to kiss Lauren’s neck and throat, as well as the valley between her breasts, which then of course leads to her breasts as well. Lauren loves to kiss Cillian’s neck, too, but her favorite thing to do is trail slow kisses on him, starting at his chin and moving up his jawline, before reaching his ear and kissing him below his earlobe, when she’ll then often whisper something sweet or naughty in his ear.

What is their dream home? Do they buy a place together? Once they’d been together for a while, Lauren moved in with Cillian. Obviously, he had the bigger, nicer place, but he’d never done much to it, and Lauren has the eye for decorating and personal touches. And they do updates and renovations together to make it theirs as a couple. Before, Cillian just felt like it was a place where he lived, but Lauren has made it feel like home.

Do they have any pets or kids? Not yet, but Lauren plans on surprising Cillian with a dog for his next birthday. As for kids, they both definitely want them, but they haven’t discussed it in too much detail beyond that. But what Lauren doesn’t know is that Cillian loves the idea of her having his children, and he cannot wait to see her pregnant. Thinking about it definitely revealed a slight breeding kink in him that he didn’t know he had. Plus, he’s always wanted kids, and he knows Lauren would obviously be an amazing mother.

Who would propose? What would their wedding be like? As we know, Cillian already proposed, although it didn’t go exactly as he’d planned. But all that mattered is that Lauren said yes. It’s still quite early, so they haven’t made much of a dent in planning yet other than setting a date. They know they want their closest family and friends there, and they’ll incorporate some traditional aspects with some of their own touches. It will be more formal – a tuxedo and a gorgeous wedding dress.

What’s something that reminds them of their partner(s)? Do they have anything on them daily as a reminder (a photo, phone background, tattoo, clothing/accessory, etc)? As mentioned way back when, Cillian can’t see a bra without thinking of the day he and Lauren first met. He also saved the notes she’d included with the boxes she sent him when he’d been in Ireland without her. Now that he’s proposed, Lauren has her ring as a daily reminder of Cillian, and remembering what he did to get it for her makes her heart soar. But she also thinks of him whenever she hears someone use the word “sweetheart,” and then she immediately misses him and wants to hear his voice, so she’ll call him.

Want more of these? Send me a request!

@nyxxie-pooh @fuseburner @hannibellector @febris-amatoria @neonpurplestars89-blog

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yooniesim · 6 months

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I don't like to share financial struggles on here but, I have always made a point of being transparent as possible too. So let me tell yall frankly. I am 1-2 months away from not being able to pay any of my bills including rent. the new medication I have to switch to bc of the national shortage is $182 per month. I don't know how im going to afford it. The one i switched to already and have been paying for has had no effect at all. I have had doctor's visits every few weeks for various health issues since March and no insurance since January. My student loans have unpaused and I have been paying them for several months now. I was laid off from one of my jobs this year and the other was paused when my family member I was caregiving for passed away. I have another caregiving job now but it doesn't pay nearly enough for all my bills, medical expenses, and food. I am in the red every month and what I have saved will not last much longer.

Regardless of all this, I still do not paywall my cc, even early access, and I do not ask for donations. I took up curseforge because it seemed like a good place to host my files, and then was pleasantly surprised by the small amount of money I was able to get from it every month or so. This money doesn't even touch my expenses and will not even be enough to pay for my meds anymore. It ranges from $50-200 over the course of several months depending if I am active enough to post any cc or not. Any of you that are independent know that this is nothing in terms of the current cost of living. I haven't even received my payment from last month yet and as soon as I do it is already spent. If I had any leeway at all, I would have already deleted my cc from there, but the gravity of the situation right now is... extremely high. If I deleted it now, I probably wouldn't even get the money I already earned there, as it is still in process. And I cannot risk that. What i can do is not upload anything new to their website in the meantime. But I cannot delete my old uploads.

I have spent most of my life being vocal about social justice issues. I have donated very often to the causes i cared about, spoken to people both irl and online to raise awareness despite being in an area where it is dangerous to do so, done volunteer work, and hosted fundraising efforts. Much of my breath over the past weekend was spent talking about Palestine. It is not that I do not care about this issue- far from it. I've lost a lot of sleep trying to figure out what to do about this. It's not easy trying to weigh the impact of a boycott against your own well being. Especially getting conflicting info on whether or not Overwolf is actually supporting the IDF or just victims of the terrorist attacks as they say. It's all complicated, confusing, and heartbreaking. And even so, I am boycotting in the terms of not uploading new stuff to there and offering alternate download links for my old stuff. And when I am able, I will eliminate curseforge completely. But I hope this helps anyone understand why it's not gone immediately and what my current perspective is.

#ceci speaks #nonsims #text

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tblsomedoodles · 1 year

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I wonder, does Big Mama retain her feelings of resentment once the truth comes out? I imagine her interaction with Splinter during Many Unhappy Returns is very different from in canon where they're practically flirting with each other, but once she has a chance to sit and Splinter is able to explain his side eof the story from on that night... would she still hate him for keeping her kids away from her for 13 years?

I think she would a bit. Like she spent 13 years believing Lou disappeared with her kids. Even after finding out there were extenuating circumstances, i think she'd still resent him for not coming back with the kids (or even coming to her when he realized the kids were gone.) b/c, in theory, he could have went back to her. They would have figured it out. it was a petty argument that they would have worked through and found a compromise (like they've done before). but between the fight and everything else that happened to Lou that night, he believed he couldn't go back.

so yeah, she does still blame him for keeping her boys from her (maybe not hate, but he's not her favorite person either). and i imagine it's something she would bring up as a way to see them more. like "you kept them from me for 13 years. don't you dare try to keep them from me any longer."

THank you!

oh yes! exactly! she and Splinter would have words. b/c keeping a generational curse from the person you are starting the next generation with is very much not a thing he should have done (though she shouldn't have tried to keep any sort of demon as a pet so this wouldn't make her exactly innocent either. Just b/c she didn't know how disastrous the consequences of her actions would be, doesn't mean she should have taken those actions.)

(and no worries, i haven't figured out her speech patterns much either lol.)

thank you!

I could see her doing something like that. Like she meets with Splinter and between whatever opportunity she has (plus a healthy dose of guilt tripping. "you kept the boys from me for 13 years. You can't possibly think you'll keep them from me for any longer.")

oh. wait! i had originally thought this would be a thing that happened post season 2. BUT maybe it happens during season 2? like she just found out her boys are alive and that the turtles are them. They start visiting her on their own (some for less family bonding reasons, some for very family bonding reasons.) she doesn't know exactly where they live but she wants to spend more then maybe an hour or so a week with them. So she somehow gets in touch with Splinter and makes a deal.

She would use every trick in her arsenal to get the boys home, even if it's just for weekends to start. She'd bring up missing them, the fact that they need proper learning, proper healthcare even. That those boys need her, even though they themselves don't fully know it yet.

and splinter would, grudgingly agree. b/c she's right. There are things she can offer that he cannot. only extended weekends to start though. Maybe he'd agree to alternating weeks once the boys are more comfortable with her, but as it stands, half of them are very much not.

I doubt the boys would be very happy about this arrangement. They've never lived anywhere other than the lair so suddenly having to spend 3 day weekends somewhere else would be...jarring. Even Mikey is a little unsure of it and he's the one most comfortable with Mama.

Thank you! This was really cool! : )

#asks #tmnt #rottmnt #family web au

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secondguessing-reality · 8 months

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Manifested Wrong

Written privately some time in December 2022:

What really happened, as of summer 2023:

You’re here. You’re finally here on my side of the country, in my city where you always said you’d be. I’m here with you, not living together yet but I made it, and you did too. We’re dating, we’re together. We speak daily, see each other a few days a week unless we’re busy - which happens to be often but at least we get a few days.

This is cute. You moved in immediately, and not only do we spend time together every single day, we sleep together a few nights a week. We speak all the damn time! <3

Sometimes you come over just to watch me with housework while I sip wine and have music playing in the background. These nights we spend together end in us tangled up together. Sharing details about our day as you help me put away dishes and place a kiss on my neck.

Oh, my beloved. Things turned out so much better than I imagined. I come home from work and everything I have piled on my to-do list is done already, thanks to you. When we spend the evenings together there's nothing to be done EXCEPT become wrapped up in each other. When we're home, we get so absorbed in our love that we don't even have time to get through videos and craft projects like we said we would. We're just too into each other that anything else seems almost like a distraction from our endless conversations.

On the weekends we hang out with our friends, with my sister and her family, my fiancé, or just with each other. We go places, do activities, find new places to try, all the fun things we said we’d do together. We have dinner at the fancy restaurants I like, and we find new cafes constantly. I take you to Rise or Asa's and you brag that nothing is better than NY bagels. It makes both of us laugh.

We definitely spend more time with each other than with anyone else. I'm happy to report that everything else is true, except I haven't taken you to a bagel shop here, yet. Soon!

I show you all my favorite spots in the suburbs that I call my home, a place that always felt solid and familiar. Sometimes we go out to Milwaukee to visit my family, spend time with my aunts, uncles, and cousins. I’m not afraid of introducing you, especially to my mother's side. Seeing us in the dynamic doesn’t worry me as I thought it once would.

I've shown you many places that hold meaning to me. I feel lucky I've gotten to see similar places to you. The family that has met you has loved you.

Sometimes we go out East to visit your family, your friends. Sometimes it’s for cons, sometimes it's just back to the Island for little weekends, occasionally it's for the City. We watch sunsets, we walk by the beach, I make an excuse to touch seawater every single time I get near it, you tell me about historically significant buildings and landmarks we pass, we share street food, I point out wildlife. You take my hand as we walk through the villages telling me this is the best love you’ve ever had.

We've been back twice so far. This prediction was surprisingly accurate! Look at it! Everything came true. Well, take me back to the city for another day of adventures.

We share our traditions, or culture, stories from our upbringing and what its like to be raised by parents raised by immigrants. Things I thought most people wouldn’t understand but you do. The good, the bad, the ugly, the dirty, and the beautiful parts.

In the nights we stay up talking, joking, having sex, watching Netflix, laying next to each other in blissful comfort. We trust each other. I never thought it was possible to trust someone this much, I thought it was a myth, that it was something I only read or see on TV but you make it real. The closeness, the vulnerability. I overcame aversions because I want to be with you more than I’m afraid of being vulnerable. We learned from each other. The lessons we knew we needed to learn. You helped me to rely on others, to be open with others, to ask for help and let people help me. With my fierce love and adoration, I hope I'm helping you learn how to see the greatness within yourself. We’ve grown with each other, becoming better, stronger for each other all with the intention to continue to grow with and for each other.

Wow, okay. All true. Plus a plethora of pets. We've been through so much else the last few months, but when you look at it from December's perspective, I had no idea the depth of our bond could take us this far, and almost too easily.

I open up to you in ways I haven’t opened up to people before. And the best part, you don’t look at me like I’m crazy, or that I’m from another planet. Even if you thought as such you never make me feel alien for it. I don’t need validation, and you know that, but you let me find comfort in you without the fear of feeling like I made a mistake.

I let you be the weak one when you need to be. You want to be strong for me because I AM strong for you and for myself, but you know when to put away the façade and take a break. We lay down on the couch, your head on my chest as I play with your hair. Your long, silver, cloud-soft hair that I love so much. You talk as if no one is listening, opening up about things you keep buried deep. I respect your boundaries and you respect mine but we ask each other questions and tell each other our concerns without having any worry.

And when we look at each other and into each others eyes, we know it, better than we’ve ever known. We’re in love, and we always will be.

This is what I imagined for us. Prayed for. Beseeched the old Gods to grant for us. And it's true, except...

It's so, so much better than I dreamed.

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the-crafting-gremlin · 1 year

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It's been a hell of a few months since I last posted anything...

I got a couple of WIPs finished, I visited family I hadn't seen in ages, my department at work has lost four people (and only one has been replaced; one is moving to a different position and is staying in my department until we can find at least one replacement; another has left already, and the other is leaving next week), and we have some major system changes at work that are going to throw my short-handed department into further chaos for at least a week.

My ass also violently met the stairs last night (I misjudged where a stair was, my foot slipped off the edge, and the only reason I didn't slide all the way to the bottom was because I was holding onto the railing), too. Definitely bruised my tailbone but I probably didn't break anything. I'm sore but not in any great pain.

While I was in Michigan visiting family, I asked my sister if we could hit up a couple local yarn shops since there are three in a reasonable radius of her house. We ended up only visiting one because the first one we visited was heavenly (Ewe-nique Knits in Royal Oak, MI for anyone curious). It was the first stop because it was the closest and I loved the name. And holy shit, y'all. The staff was awesome. The selection was awesome. The prices were definitely reasonable. They had some amazing kits, including a shawl kit I'm going to get once I have a little more disposable income and a little less yarn.

I spent more than I was planning to. And yes, I know I said I was gonna work through my stash before I got more yarn but this was a special exception because I can't just go there whenever I want. I also didn't get that much--only 5 skeins. And they had some books and patterns on sale so I got some of those, too.

One of the skeins and patterns was a beanie for my sister (she picked out both); that is already done and just needs to be blocked which I'm planning on doing this weekend. That yarn was a superwash Uruguayan merino in fall colors (Laneras brand). Then I got a couple of absolutely gorgeous, and so soft, skeins of dream in color's Smooshy Cashmere, one of which is definitely gonna be a pair of socks. The other may be as well, but I'm still debating.

The last two skeins don't have a project yet; they're Blue Sky Fiber Metallico, and are a mix of baby alpaca and silk. And OMG that yarn may be the softest thing I've ever touched. I'll probably need to order a couple more (Ewe-nique Knits has a website. I'm thrilled. My bank account is not.) to really make anything substantial with it, but that yarn is waiting for the perfect pattern.

(I'll update this post with links to the yarns on the Eqe-nique Knits site once I'm home tonight.)

I'm working on the socks right now between calls as my department waits for the chaos to descend. We've got probably an hour before that happens so I'm trying to relax myself as much as possible and hopefully I'll be able keep knitting through it. That may be the only way to save my sanity...

#personal #yarn #my wips #did i need to add more wips to my list?#no. no i did not.#but i did it anyway #it's just what i do #and at least i did finish a few projects before i started these #and i'm doing these one at a time so that list doesn't get longer

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purplesurveys · 1 year

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How often are you optimistic? As much as possible, honestly. Every now and then I get anxious about too many things at once that the last thing I want to do is compound them with even more negative feelings.

Would you say your thoughts are generally rational and logical or irrational and illogical? Uh, logical, I guess.

Tell an interesting fact about your favorite country? I don’t have a favorite country.

Are you wearing anything of any sentimental value? Describe? Not at the moment, no.

Are you the type to pay attention to detail? Yeah, being in my field of work trains you to be too detail-obsessed for your own good lol.

To you, what is especially distracting? I am very sensitive to noise. If I’m in the middle of presenting a work report, for example, I could literally lose my entire train of thought if I hear even just a door open and close or hear somebody laugh from downstairs.

What are some things that are important in your life right now? Working towards resigning.

When was the last time you did some major cleaning? Like, 3 hours ago lol. My dad surprised me with new shelves so I finally got around to clearing the area that used to house my messy K-pop merch stash and boy did I find a bunch of trinkets and things that needed to be thrown away like, 500 years ago.

Have you ever thrown anything away, and regretted it later? Yes. Why is it that we keep certain things sticking around for the longest time, then by the time we’d actually need them it’s when we’ve thrown them out already?

Are you the type to regret things, or live and learn? Live and learn. Like of course regret is a sensation I go through and I regret small things I’ve done here and there; but in the grander scheme of things I am in the belief that regret is largely a waste of time. I don’t let it eat up my life.

How often do you feel like you need time to yourself? Every weekend or just every time my week happens to be packed with so many PR events, which is also just synonymous with socializing days.

Do you like being around other people? Why is this? Yeah, I’m pretty extroverted. Idk, I just like meeting new people and getting to know them. Being with others also helps make me feel less lonely.

Do you feel like anyone "gets" you? Who? Not anymore.

What would you be most likely to do with a friend, today? Right now? At 2 AM? Most realistically, having a drink and a deep talk about life, as you do with friends at this hour.

When are you most likely to be crabby? When I’m working. I’m coming to terms with the fact that I’m really no longer happy (and I can’t fake it anymore, too), and that I *have* been a bit crankier towards everybody now – the very attitude and persona I’ve been trying to avoid. I barely even talk to Bea these days, too. The last thing I want is to cause a stressful environment to people, so it’s really time for me to go now haha.

How about upbeat and cheerful? Any time I’m off work, honestly. I transform into a completely different person the moment I sit down with my family for dinner, for example.

Who challenges you the most? In what way? I wanna say myself; I like placing myself in unfamiliar situations as it helps me grow and learn more about handling different people, different problems, etc.

Who seems to hold you back? In what way? Living in a country that has little room for opportunities to begin with.

What was the last opportunity that you passed up, and why? Using my weekend to visit a new art gallery...I’m just too lazy to drive lol

Would you rather have a quiet day at home, or be on the go? Depends on whether I’m socially-recharged, or need to recharge. Do you think you made a good impression on the last person you met? I hope so!

How do you feel about people who neglect their pets? I resent them very much.

Are you able to ask for help when you need it? For the most part. At work though delegating has always been my weak point. I always automatically do things on my own that Bea often tells me to slow down and that other people are around precisely to help me out.

How intense is your anger? Have you ever hurt anyone|yourself? Mine is a very silent type. I kind of just let it simmer inside me until it fades away on its own because I’m not very confrontational to begin with; but yes, sometimes I do tend to snap at others. I’ve hurt myself in the past too but it’s been a while since I’ve done so; it’s not so much a habit anymore. What is something red that you like to eat? Red velvet anything. I love that flavor/filling.

Do you ever have trouble getting lighters to work? Haha, I’ve never gotten a lighter to work before. Too scared of fire.

If someone drinks, would that lower your opinion of that person? Not at all lol nearly everybody I know drinks. What would ultimately shape my opinion is if they had the tendency to act nasty, and god forbid abusive, when they’ve had one drink too many.

Have you ever contemplated cheating on anyone? Never.

If your best friend wanted to cheat on his/her partner, you would say? Give them a loud ass earful until I’m able to talk some sense into them.

Who do you know that gives very sound advice? Andi.

Name one thing that you think defines you as a person? My past, I guess? And I don’t mean to say I’m the type to cling to the past – it’s more like how my past wins, failures, traumas, basically everything I’ve ever been through is what’s led to the me of right now.

Who do you go to when you need comfort? Just myself. Having friends is great, but the past two years have taught me to only depend on myself and to see myself as ok company when it all boils down to it.

Is there anyone/thing with who/which you like to cuddle? Just a pillow or one of my Tata plushies.

Do nightmares still bother you? Nightmares don’t visit me too often now, but I do still get dreams I’d categorize as shitty. It’s when people I’ve cut out from my life suddenly make surprise guest appearances, which can really ruin like the first 10 minutes of my day lol.

At what age did you start to feel like a teen, and not a kid anymore? To tell you the truth, I’ve felt like a grownup since I was like, 5. My mom was never the best at handling her anger and picking her words, so mistakes that I did that any other kid would’ve also done were always met with very loud and very intense reactions from her – reactions that stuck. It hardened me, and also developed anxiety in me, from a very young age and forced me to grow up a little quickly than my peers.

I’d say by the time I was 10 I was pretty much indifferent already, and it took a very long time for me to process what I went through and to come to terms with the fact that it was a wrong way to have spent a childhood.

Are you or were you in a hurry to grow up? Little bit, yes. I remember being 9 and always doodling what my dream house would look like, and always telling my elders that I couldn’t wait to get older so I could get the damn house built hahaha.

What is a fear you have about living on your own? Having to familiarize myself with adult terms that have always seemed scary to me LOL like mortgage and home credit(?????) hahaha

Do you have any survey-maker recommendations? If yes, who? I do have a handful of go-to authors on Bzoink but it’s actually been a while since I’ve lurked on there! For the last few months I’ve been lifting surveys from my archived likes here on Tumblr and my backlog is pretty bad hahaha. After I wipe out all my likes then that’s about the time I’ll head back to Bzoink and catch up on all the new surveys I’ve missed.

Who was the last person to completely fascinate you? This one girl from the food photography studio I recently worked with for work. Pretty big deal for me to say but she might actually be my first happy crush in two years. It was a lot of fun having worked with her, and idk she was really cute and nice and it felt weirdly fuzzy and nice to have been around her for that day.

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jordanincambodia · 4 months

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An action packed ending to the first chapter. Yahoo!

As many of you are well aware, I am now home in San Francisco with my family for the holidays!! I'm so happy to be with them again and still processing the 6 months that somehow felt like several years passed in the blink of an eye for me, and if that doesn't make sense to you, try to imagine the state of my brain right now.

The month of December, though the main theme felt like goodbye😢 , had so much good work of the Lord in church, work, friends, and my cats. It left me feeling in awe and so thankful for this opportunity to travel to Cambodia, meet some amazing people, and take part in the Lord's work being done in this country.

Here is the Groundwater Practicum I helped organize and attend! We had WASH non-profit organizations present, including Samaritan's Purse and ClearCambodia, as well as groundwater experts from the US and New Zealand. The event was designed to have the experts speak, equipping local organizations to more ably pursue effective, sustainable, and even cost-reducing practices with providing drinking water and groundwater wells to communities in Cambodia. I enjoyed learning about groundwater and so much information was shared at this smashingly successful 4-day event!

The weekend before the Groundwater Practicum, I ran the Ankor Wat half-marathon, a loop that goes around a huge temple near the tourist city of Siem Reap. Here is one of the blurry photos I took during the race as I struggled to avoid veering off the road and crashing into the bushes. Overall, the race went well as I finished in less than 2 hours- and Siem Reap is a beautiful city with yummy food that I highly recommend for anyone visiting southeast Asia!!

Out of all the things I did in my visit here, including working on engineering projects, going to the gym, and even getting bit by mosquitoes, the hardest thing for me was saying goodbye to good friends. Brendan (my fellow intern) and I had touching sendoff parties at Every Nation Church, EMI office, and even at home in a cookie decorating party with our friends. I am already missing the meaningful relationships that were forged in my short time here. I am so thankful for the opportunity to have met such amazing people and pray constantly that I will be able to return!

At our work retreat, people spoke kind words of encouragement and appreciation, and prayed over Brendan and I as we prepared to come back to the US. So thankful for all of the lessons learned, the culture we were able to experience, and the people we met along the way.

Thank you for following my blog! It was so hard to write these because they just don't do my whole experience justice. But at the end of the day, I just wrote what I could and hopefully it helps you see that God does deserve all of the glory we could possibly give, and then some. Thank you for your prayers, and thank you for supporting me in however way you have chosen to.

Speaking of support, I have one more prayer requests if you would be willing to pray:

that the Lord would guide my time here in the US, as I begin to understand how I have changed and grown as a result of this trip, and that I would follow His call to do His will in my career (maybe even return to Cambodia soon!) while being a blessing to my friends and family.

អរគុណច្រេីន (Thank you so much) for being a part of my journey! I appreciate you and hope y'all will reach out if there is anything I can do for you, or clarify. See ya when I see ya!

Jord

ដ្បិតយេីងដេីរដោយមានជំនឿមិនមែនដោយមេីលឃេីញនោះទេ។

For we walk by faith, and not by sight.

2 Corinthians 5:7

(I pretty much typed this whole verse in Khmer from memory 😍 not being humble but I'm very proud of it)

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godihatethissideofme · 6 months

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I was crying the other day because my mom called me and told me that the venue for my sister's engagement is booked and I didn't even know about it. She told me to call Dad because he is worried about the expenses and all relatives are coming. She told me to call Dad and talk to him once, it'll soothe him. If you don't know, your life will instantly turn into shit the day your dad needs your help because that is the day you realize that he's getting older.

I spend pretty much all day in my office with barely any life outside of it, gharwale bhi puchhte hai kabhi call kyu nahi uthata, messages kyu nahi padhta.

I want to change jobs, get something wfh so I can plan things more easily around my working hours, but I'm terrified of getting rejected. To a point where I have been talking about switching jobs for months and months but still haven't even applied anywhere.

I don't play games with friends anymore because I don't feel like I connect with them anymore. Or anyone for that matter.

There are many many things that I'm supposed to be doing, that I have committed to, but I don't have the energy to follow up on any of them.

Every weekend brings the dreadful question of what should I do? Should I call friends or family? Should I visit someone? Should I watch that movie I really wanted to? Should I watch that show I really wanted to? Should I prep for job interviews? Should I apply for job interviews? Should I sleep all day? Should I go on a trip somewhere? Should I plan to meet my girlfriend? Should I play games? Should I work on any hobbies? Should I get work done so that Monday is less stressful? Should I work out to be fitter? Should I stop thinking so much and just pick something? Should I work on personal projects? All this thought and I end up doing nothing. And that just makes it worse.

My parents are old, I've realised. Older than most of my friends' parents. For my sister's engagement, I need to go home to help. I don't know if I can get time away from work for all of this. I'm going home for Diwali, I'm taking a trip to Vietnam that honestly amidst all this I don't want to go on, I also need to go home for a long time in January. My current job feels like a shitshow that I'm insanely bored in. I'm bored in general. I have no interest in living this mind numbing life. I'm 25. Almost. I have no accomplishments, I'm not doing anything significant, I don't have much to lose. Interestingly I don't have much to gain either. I'm in a possibly dead end relationship and will break up in a few weeks. I don't even have a home right now. I'm not a good son or a good brother. I'm not a good friend or a good boyfriend. I don't want to live and I don't want to die. Time goes by too slow but at the same time too fucking fast. I think one day, I want to learn to cook good food, I want to read many books, I want to play all these games, I want to watch many shows and music, I want to listen to music and make music, I want to learn a 100 different things but I don't have the time or the energy.

That is the crux. I'm trying to do everything but my life keeps devolving every day. The harder I try to hold on, the faster it all slips away. The faster it slips away, the deeper the pain gets.

Please let death be kinder.

Please.

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or-something-better · 1 year

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September 18, 2022

Nightly RP Written by Sam and Ruby

Charlie

winding through some of the back Nebraska roads, I keep my eyes on the road but chat to the others it was great seeing Bobby! I always learn so much from him…. And the new books? I can’t wait! Did you hear what he said about that little blue box?

Henry

I can’t wait to translate these texts. from the shotgun seat. these text are Enochian

Alex

Look over blue box? Title my head

Charlie

I’m excited to see that too! Maybe I can learn some laughs whatever is locked in that box can teleport a person… I want to see what makes it work….

Alex

Man Smiles I am excited to see Bobby again I am so happy and visiting Bobby I love how good he find lord

Henry

That is cool. Then we won't have to ask dad, Cass, ruby and Crowley anymore

Charlie

pulling into a set of gas pumps time to fill up the tank… I won’t be long.

Henry

I'm getting snacks anyone want anything? gets out and grabs my wallet from my bag

Charlie

Sure! A Milky Way and a Mountain Dew.

Alex

Yeah I can have vanilla Starbucks and Takis

Charlie

I finish filling the car and get in to wait, pulling the car closer to the door

Henry

Ok you got it goes into the store skipping drinks what do I want? grabs theirs drinks ooo they have bugs juice claps my hands before grabbing it. Grabs the snacks and heads to check out. When I get there I notice the headline and adds it to my pile. Walks out and gets in guys there's been 3 animal attacks with their hearts rip out. Must be werewolf

Alex

Came around and I sneak up on Charlie driver side and I slam my on window

Charlie

Pretty easy to figure that out…. Suppose we should stay close?

Alex

Get in the car

Henry

It's the hunter thing to do. Saving things, hunting things, the family business passes out the items

Ruby

Do you hear that? I stop and listen.

Sam

Walking back into the map room from the kitchen, I hand Ruby one of the beers in my hand. Do I hear what? Not sure what she’s getting at because we’re alone in the Bunker.

Ruby

Nothing! Isn’t it wonderful? Sometimes it gets hectic here with everyone around.

Sam

Chuckling, I twist off the cap of the beer and nod in agreement. I hear that, didn’t think we’d get any space until we got back down to New Orleans… and speaking of that, I’m thinking that this weekend is the best time to try to go, what do you think?

Ruby

That would be great. I have a list of things I need us to get through this time. It feels like time is running out for us.

Crowley

I appear in the Bunker, eyeing the couple and smirk seeing that my presence caused them to fall silent

Sam

Before I can say anything I notice that we’ve been joined by the unwelcome arrival of Crowley. You know everyone's gone at the moment Crowley, so you picked the wrong time to visit

Crowley

I lean against the table arching a brow Rude. I actually wanted to speak with the two of you.

Ruby

I can’t think of anything that you could possibly need to talk to us about.

Crowley

I can think of at least one. I stare both of you in the eyes for a minute Perhaps the recent theft of my property.

Sam

We didn’t know it was your property, but that’s beside the point. Why did you have Chuck's ashes in the first place? Just what exactly did you think you could do with them?

Crowley

To be honest, I didn’t have any plans for them, though it seemed a shame to just leave those bones and ashes out there to rot. With a shrug I raise my hand, a glass of scotch materializing Plus, you never know when the remains of the former almighty could be useful. Presented the opportunity, I glance towards Ruby I’m sure you would have done the same.

Ruby

I can see what you mean. I might have actually done the same if the opportunity had presented itself. I tell him, not mentioning that I did just that.

Sam

Well now you don’t have to worry about it anymore. There aren’t any ashes left to worry about.

Crowley

I raise my hand to cut him off I’m aware of what happened to the ashes. I’m also aware that your new friend isn’t exactly who we seem to think. That’s what I’m here to talk about.

Charlie

turning to Alex and henry well my best strength is research…. I can get us a room….

Henry

I can check the bodies out rummages around in my bag to pull out an id

Alex

I can change into Bear

Charlie

Yeah… looks like a college town. You’ll fit right in. nods at Alex that’s a great idea. No one will suspect a bear in the woods…

Alex

Nod I will come back if I found something Bear get out car and change into Bear my clothes rip and Bear zoom into the wood

Charlie

opening the car door I’ll go check us in and look into police databases, see what information I can find. Reach out if you need me. getting in the car I drive away to a nearby hotel where I get us a room and immediately get to work making sure to bring Bobby’s box—couldn’t have that going into the wrong hands

Henry

walks to the morgue and makes sure I look the look. Walks in and walks up to the desk. hi I'm a local student writing a paper on animal attacks. I would like to see the bodies from last night

Morgue Orderly

Sorry, I can't let you in here. It's against the rules. Sorry, you'll have to come back when the supervisors are here.

Henry

pulls out a hundred and slides it to them what about a 100 dollars dose my puppy eyes

Morgue Orderly

Looks around to make sure they are alone and then takes the money and puts it in my pocket Well, I’m off on my lunch hour right now… like I said. Come back later. I walk off leaving the morgue unlocked

Henry

slips into the morgue ok let's examine dead bodies flips through the clipboard and finds the man rip heart, claw marks hmm looks like he fought back. I seen everything puts everything back and walks to hotel

Alex

Bear smell up and smelling and run and look around smelling and Bear have ear up hear something Bear zoom run far away from the sound and Bear smelling and burn her nose that should be the Bear cover her nose with paw and Bear nose smell on ground and sniffing like a bloodhound and walking over and found this strange thing area Bear wide eye seen evidence of blood and some bush that sure one of attack happen. Oh my holy lord Gabe bear look over notice the cave open and look over densely cover the hill and wide eye. Bear excited found some werewolves lair and Bear shit and zoom run back to hotel

Crowley

I see that I have your attention I start to pace in front of them, making sure to keep eye contact. Despite how smart you both seem to think you are, you’re backing the wrong horse. Abel is nothing. He’s not nearly as powerful as Cain. Cain was the first Knight of Hell. Abel isn’t even that. Can’t both of you see that Lucifer is the real powerhouse behind this operation? He’s the puppet-master, the ‘wizard behind the curtain’ if you will. Lucifer has his hands all of this, and probably is even the one who got Abel out of heaven to start with. Pausing in front of Ruby, I fix her with a stare. Don’t you remember what it was like to have Lucifer on the throne? I watch your face morph and know I have your attention I can see that you do remember. What do you think it’ll look like with him back on the throne? Do you Really think he’ll let you play house with his ex prom dress? I whip around and pin Moose with a stare. Do you think your pretty new decoration is going to do anything but make him want to relive your ‘Night Under The Stars?’ No! Any powers you Think you have now is like trying to behead a vampire with a butter knife. Just think, how badly did he want you when you were just riding high on demon blood and with a little bit of Azazel’s juice coursing through you. Now you’re a whole knight of…

Sam

Sam looks over and meets Ruby’s return look. Neither of them say a word.

Charlie

sitting at my laptop I start telling Alex and Henry what I’ve found it’s definitely werewolves, body descriptions match in the police reports, where they were found… it makes sense.

Charlie

sighs if we don’t do something… more people are going to die

Alex

Oh ok stand up what should we do about werewolves?

Henry

I agree. fiddles with a pen We should form a plan to stop this. Alex only sliver blades can kill them remember?

Charlie

And since we have my car—we’re a little unprepared…. Maybe we should call Dean?

Henry

Yes we should and I always have my blades with me pulls one out of my boot

Charlie

picking up my phone I tell Siri to call Dean and wait for it to ring

Dean

driving down the interstate, hearing my phone ring I see Charlies name pop I quickly answer it hey Char what’s up kid?

Charlie

Hey! So we came to visit with Bobby… and on a pit stop we are pretty sure we found ourselves a werewolf hunt…. All the signs are here. Missing hearts, claw marks… three in recent weeks.

Dean

Who alls with you? And where ya at?

Charlie

Me, Henry and Alex. And we’re at the sunshine motel in Beatrice NE.

Dean

Alright there’s no way you guys and take them on alone. Stay put tile I get there. I’m only about 2 hours out! listening on the phone as i pull off the next exit going in the opposite direction to get there

Charlie

hearing the click I turn to Alex and Henry he’s on his way, I guess for now we wait….

Alex

Ok Walk over and sit

Dean

hitting the gas pedal to the floor knowing i need to get to them fast to help worried if they. Do it on their own

Crowley

I conjure a drink for you both You both should really consider throwing your lot in with me.

Sam

I laugh at the absurdity of his request. Why would we ever want to throw in with you? You know Crowley, as the King of Hell you’ve been nothing but a pain in our asses since the first time you set us up with the Colt.

Crowley

What can I say? Amazing as I might be, even I occasionally make mistakes.

Sam

Mistake?!! That mistake cost the lives of two people we cared about!

Crowley

I scowl at that being thrown in his face once again. Times were different back then, and no matter how often you keep dragging that up, I can’t go back and change what’s already happened. However, we can move forward and work together like we have in the past. We can stop Lucifer from getting a foothold of power. After all, this time is different. We have a way to put the devil back in the cage where he belongs.

Ruby

And, just what is it that makes you think you have an edge like that?

Crowley

This is more of a show than tell situation. You’ll have to follow me downstairs for a little demonstration. If you’re interested. I eye both of the with a promising grin. And if you can put our petty differences aside for the greater good,

Ruby

Looking at Sam and seeing him give a slight nod, I take over. Turning back to Crowley. Lead the way.

Dean

pull into the parking lot of the motel and park looking for room and find it I knock on the door and wait

Alex

Get up and went open door DEAN! Hugs

Dean

Hey bear bear hugs back then walk inside closing the door

Alex

Smiles went go back to sit down

Charlie

grins hey dean! I’d offer a beer but haven’t had time to get any…. Glad you’re here

Henry

Hi Dean pulls my notes out we are pretty sure we have a werewolf attack on our hands. I went to look at the bodies and I found scratch marks, heart ripped out

Dean

All good char probably not the best idea at the moment anyway. So what do you think you have to prove for sure that it’s a werewolf?

Alex

And I felt there is a lair as well

Dean

What evidence?

Charlie

Well little dude shared his, turning my laptop around I show some marked areas on the map this is where each of the bodies are found. And this is where Alex thinks the lair is… it adds up

Dean

How’d she come up with a location on the lair?

Alex

I saw blood everywhere are where the attack were and there was bush and there was a cave

Charlie

She shifted… went sniffing around. Death and blood are kinda recognizable…..

Dean

Ok fair.... How many vics we had?

Henry

3 so far

Charlie

So what do you think? Did we find a case or what?

Dean

I mean seems pretty legit you could be right about the werewolves. I’m proud of you guys and all the info you guys gathered to help. Looks loke by nightfall we could be hunting ourselves a werewolf. I am pretty sure I have everything we need in the trunk to do this so we should head out so we can be in place before sundown

Alex

Smiles thank Dean

Dean

pulling my keys back out of my pocket i head back out to the impala and get in starting it up

Henry

grabs my bag a d follows dean into the car

Charlie

grabbing my laptop I take shotgun ready to go

Crowley

I appear in Hell, perching on the arm of my throne waiting for the other two to get there

Sam

Looking around Hell’s throne room, I get the exact same feeling of dread that Hell always gives me. This is some place that I always hope I’ll never have to come back to again.

Ruby

I certainly haven't missed this place

Crowley

Took you long enough I stand and head towards the door Well, follow me. I lead them through several hallways. As they wind through the corridors, it feels like they’re going in circles. The only evidence that they’re going anywhere is that it seems to get darker the more they walk,

Ruby

Walking down the remembered passages, I realize which way we’re headed. My skin prickles with goosebumps.

Sam

I have no idea where Crowley is leading us, but I can tell by the look on Ruby’s face that she certainly does.

Ruby

Suddenly I grab Crowley’s arm pulling him to a stop. What kind of game do you think you are playing Crowley?

Crowley

I jerk my arm out of Ruby’s grip, ignoring her, continuing in the direction I was headed until we’re standing in front of the empty cage.*

Sam

The shock at the first view of Lucifer’s cage, felt like an actual blow and I may even have taken a step back. Memories of my imprisonment and torture in that place flashed through me along with a white-hot anger. With a growl, I grabbed Crowley by the throat and lifted him off the floor, slamming him forcefully into the cavern walls. What kind of game are you playing here Crowley!

Crowley

It takes everything in me to not not struggle. Slowly I raise my hand to point at the cloth draped pedestal. I couldn’t explain if I wanted too, do to the grip Moose has on me

Ruby

Placing my hand on Sam’s shoulder, I remind him Let him go Sam. We came here for a reason. Let’s find out what it is and get the hell out of here.

Sam

Wanting to choke the so called life out of Crowley was waring with my desire to find out what the hell he brought us here for. At Ruby's request I released him and stepped back. Get to the point Crowley, why the hell are we here

Crowley

I drop to the ground and gasp, rubbing my throat before glaring at Moose If I didn’t need your help….. I let the threat hang there Always knew Ruby was the smart one. reaching the pedestal, I pull the cloth off with a flourish. Ta-da. The ornate sword lays there looking like a movie prop.

Ruby

Seeing the sword revealed, I’m shocked. That’s impossible!

Crowley

I smirk, seeing that they're caught off guard This is the Michael sword. Not as attractive as your brother, but it should do the trick.

Sam

The Angel’s told us that Dean WAS the Michael Sword.

Crowley

Mmm, and Angels never lie, do they. I pick up the sword and examine it From what I understand, this is a physical manifestation of the same power. A vessel is the preferred choice, but not the only one.

Dean

driving as we get near I drive as far into the sticks as I can get is before pulling over as I can’t go any farther this is the end of the road guys I get out and pop the trunk open grabbing guns with silver bullets enough for everyone here everyone take one. I have plenty of ammo they are silver so will work just fine handing Charlie and Alex one and hand one towards Henry

Charlie

taking the silver bullets I nod, and load a gun

Alex

I can turn into Bear go into the wood flush out the werewolves

Henry

Ok gets out taking a flashlight and a gun I already have my blades too

Dean

That sounds like a good plan bear bear since you have an idea where the lair is we will follow your lead

Alex

Yes sir

Charlie

nodding we should spread out a little… right? Watch each other’s back?

Alex

change into bear be careful

Dean

Lets go guys be careful Once you chase them out we can kill them.

Henry

Sounds good to me turns on my flashlight and follows Alex into the woods

Alex

Bear walking and walking where she walking on her way to cave

Charlie

I follow close behind Dean, but try to keep watch on Henry too

Dean

following bear keeping an eye and ear out for any movement

Henry

keeps walking and trying to see where the wolf is

Alex

Bear smelling ROAR!!!!!

Dean

hearing Alex roar tells me we are close. Turning to Charlie and Henry we should spread out but stay in a line so we can still see each other. as it is now darker i turn on my flashlight looking around

Charlie

thinking I see something I get ready to aim my gun, and am knocked to the ground

Charlie

Dean!

Dean

Char! I'm coming! shining my flashlight on the direction of her scream I run to you and help you up you ok char? What happened?

Henry

spreads out and gets in position. Sees the werewolf and tries to shoot it but misses. Runs but trips over a stupid root and lands hard. Rolling out of the way I close my eyes waiting for my end

Alex

Seeing Henry knocked down and the werewolf about to leap onto Henry, I jump onto the werewolf knocking him out of the way!

Charlie

It was too fast, knocked me over…. Lost the flashlight chuckles lightly

Dean

Good at least you are ok hearing henry and then Alex jumping on the werewolf HENRY! ALEX! Run over to henry seeing the wolf I shoot at it hoping I hit it

Werewolf

Getting up I go after Henry again

Charlie

hearing Henry and Alex I run toward the commotion my gun raised and shoot directly at the wolf

Dean

as the werewolf charges us i fire another shot from my gun hitting it in the head

Alex

Changing back, I help Henry up

Henry

Thanks takes her hand to get up

Dean

look back at henry Alex and Charlie should we head back to the hotel now?

Charlie

Phew… that was a close one … yes let’s.

Crowley

I set the sword back down and approach the pair Well the plan is simple enough. Both of you should even be able to follow along. First, you need to take Abel off the game board. You managed it with Cain, so his dear baby brother shouldn’t even be a challenge. Once you have that done, Ruby can entice Lucifer back down here. He’s still looking for you right? Either way, I trust that you have a way to do that. Once Lucifer is in the vicinity of the cage, I will use Michael’s sword. You and Ruby will combine your Knight of Hell and witchcraft powers to strengthen it. By doing that, we’ll return Lucifer to the only place he’s actually qualified to rule. I look between the two making sure they actually followed the plan Understood?

Dean

Definitely great job get in the impala and wait for the others to get in

Ruby

Hoping to prevent Sam’s screwing this up, I step forward We’ll consider your ‘offer’ and get back to you. Taking Sam’s hand I pop us both back to the bunker.

Charlie

I head back to baby with dean and get in the back this is why I stay at the bunker though laughs communications are more my speed

Henry

I will take the trip home with you. Allow the girls to have their time together gets in the car

Charlie

Well I need my car first laughs

Dean

as we pull onto the hotel parking lot I get out and give Char and Alex each a hug alright we will see you girls back at the bunker!

Charlie

Thanks again Dean! turning to Alex ready to go?

Dean

Oh and you guys did a great job tonight!

Charlie

grins good teachers But I surprised myself

Alex

Thank you Dean

Dean

Great job on the research too

Alex

Thank again

Charlie

You get why I’d rather stay back and run things from home base though….See you at home?

Dean SPN: I get back in the car with henry understandable and yeah see ya there

Hey Henry I will tell ya what since you did such a great job tonight why dont you go ahead and pick the music? smiling as I start the car and pull out of the parking lot and head home

Henry

gets my snacky snacks out of my bag I prefer the silence actually but thank you anyways starts eating my chips

…………………………………….

Point One

Charlie, Henry, and Alex are traveling through Nebraska on their way back to the Bunker from a quick trip to Bobby’s place in Sioux Falls. They are talking about the new lore and magical items they went up there to collect. Henry is particularly interested in some obscure Enochian Texts that he’ll now be able to read fluently because of his Prophet status. Charlie is most interested in a magical object that Bobby has locked in a secure box. It's said to be able to transport the person using it at different times and she can’t wait to get it back to her lab where she can try to take it apart and understand what makes it work. Alex is just happy to have been able to visit with Bobby again because she loves getting to see him and she remarks that Bobby is the best at finding all of the best lore and most exciting things.

Charlie has to stop the VW Bug to get gas. Henry asks if anyone wants anything and then goes into the little attached store for snacks. Once he gets everything and goes to pay for them, he notices a local newspaper headline and quickly adds that to his purchase. Rushing back out to the car he shows the other two. The headline reads “3rd Fatal Animal Attack, Hearts missing.” Henry thinks it sounds just like a werewolf and Charlie and Alex agree. They discuss if they should stay in town and check it out for themselves and they decide that they have to. It’s the Hunter thing to do.

Point Two

Sam and Ruby are alone at the Bunker, happy to have the place to themselves. They are discussing their next training trip to New Orleans and when they think it will be the safest to try and go. Ruby tells him that she has a list of things that she wants them to get through this time and that she feels like time is running out for them. Crowley appears in the Bunker and halts the conversation before Sam can find out more. Sam snaps at him that everyone’s gone at the moment, so if he’s there to visit he should come back some other time.

Crowley says that he’s actually there to speak to the two of them. Ruby says she can’t think of anything that he’d possibly have to talk to them about. Crowley says the recent theft of his property for one thing. Sam speaks up and wants to know why the hell Crowley had Chuck's ashes in the first place. Just what exactly was he thinking that he could do with them? Crowley tells them that he didn't have any real plans for the ashes at the moment, but it seemed a shame to just leave his bones out in the woods forever rotting in bear excrement, besides one never knows when the ashes of the all-mighty might prove to be useful. Ruby can understand Crowley’s reasoning and admits out loud that she might have actually done the same if the opportunity had presented itself, not sharing that she did.

Sam snaps back that now Crowley doesn't have to worry about it anymore because there aren’t any ashes left for any of them to worry about anymore. Crowley says that he’s well aware of what happened to the ashes and that Sam’s new friend Abel isn’t the person we seem to think that he is and that’s what he’s come to discuss.

Point Three

Charlie, Henry, and Alex come up with a plan. Henry offers to go to the Medical Examiners off and get first-hand details about the victims. Alex offers to change into her bear form and check out the woods around the town. Charlie says she’ll get them all a room for the night and start looking into the police and newspaper databases. Charlie drives to a local motel at the edge of town and goes inside to rent a room. She takes her computer and the box with Bobby’s magical time travel device, not willing to just leave something that powerful in the car in a strange town, at least that’s what she tells herself. She goes to the room with everything and sets up shop. She begins her research.

Alex changes into her bear form behind the hotel and runs off into the woods. She has to run several miles before she notices a smell that shouldn’t be there. It almost burns her nose and she knows it has to be Supernatural. She tracks that smell with her nose to the ground like a bloodhound and finally finds an area where it’s the strongest. She sees evidence of blood on some of the bushes and is sure that this is where at least one of the attacks happened. She notices what looks like a cave opening on the side of a densely covered hill and is excited that she might have found the lair of the werewolf. She runs back to the hotel.

Henry takes the car and drives to the ME’s office. Inside he speaks to the orderly in charge of the morgue and explains that he is a medical resident at the local college and he’s writing a paper on the dangerous animals in this area and asks if he can see the body of last night's victim in order to get the real feel of an attack. The orderly explains that he can’t allow Henry access, but Henry pulls out a $100 bill and the orderly changes his tune and says he was about to take his lunch break anyway and the morgue will be empty. He leaves and Henry goes inside. Henry checks the paperwork on the desk and finds out which drawer the victim from last night is kept. He goes over to look at the victim as he’s also reading through the autopsy report. Just like the paper said, the victim's heart was missing, and when Henry uncovers the man he can see claw and bite marks across the chest and a large cavity where the heart should have been. He also notices what look like defensive marks on the man's arms and a bite on his shoulder. Looks like this man fought back. Henry puts everything back in its place and drives back to the hotel.

Point Four

Crowley can tell that he has their attention and walks back and forth as he delivers his proposal. He tells them that they have backed the wrong horse in all of this, and that Abel is nothing. He isn’t even as powerful as his brother Cain, who was the First Knight of Hell. Didn’t Sam and Ruby realize that the real power behind what was going on was Lucifer? Crowley says he’s sure that Lucifer is the ‘wizard behind the curtain’ of everything that’s been happening and may even have been the one to get Abel out of heaven.

Looking directly at Ruby, Crowley continues asking her if she remembers what it was like with Lucifer on the Throne. He can tell by her face that she does. What does she think her life is going to look like if he regains power, certainly not playing house with your flannel-clad moose?

Looking directly at Sam, Crowley points to Sam’s arm saying that his newly acquired decoration isn’t going to do anything for him in the end except make him much more attractive to Lucifer. Any powers you gain with that mark are pittance compared to an archangel’s. Just think, he wanted your vessel before when you were merely Demon adjacent. Imagine how hot and bothered he’s going to be now that you're running as a Knight of Hell.

Sam and Ruby exchange looks but neither say a word at Crowley’s speech.

Point Five

All three are in the motel room and starting to get half excited about what they’ve found and also half nervous. They are positive that it is a werewolf that’s doing the killings and are sure that more people are going to die if they don’t do something about it. Alex wants to rush into the woods and tear it up. Henry reminds her that it takes silver to actually kill a werewolf. Charlie reminds them that they are here only in her little VW Bug and don’t have any of the weapons they’d need to go up against a monster like this. Henry tells her that he always has his silver blades with him. Charlie says she also thinks that maybe they really need more help than just the three of them. Charlie calls Dean on the phone. Once Dean answers Charlie explains what they have found and she asks Dean to come and join them. Dean wants to know where they are and Charlie tells him Beatrice, Nebraska. Dean tells them that he is only about two hours away in Atchison, Kansas and that they shouldn't do anything else. They should just sit tight and wait for him to get to them. Dean hangs up and pulls the Impala off at the next exit and gets back on the highway going in the opposite direction. He steps on the gas, worrying because he knows that they can’t do this alone and he needs to get to them fast.

Point Six

Crowley then tells them that they should really consider throwing their lot in with him.

Sam laughs and asks why they would do that? As the King of Hell, he’d been a pain in their asses from the time he’d first set them up with the Colt. Crowley says that even he makes mistakes once in a while. Sam angrily tells him that his mistake cost them the lives of two people they really cared about.

Crowley says that times were different back then and there is no way to go back and change what’s already been done. But they can move forward and choose to work together now to ensure Lucifer doesn’t get a foothold on power. Especially since he now had a way to ensure that they’d be able to put the Devil back into his cage where he belongs.

Ruby demands to know what it is that Crowley thinks gives him such an edge. Crowley says that it's not a tell them kind of thing it's more a show them kind of thing and they’ll need to come with him back to Hell if they want to know more.

Sam and Ruby exchange looks and Sam gives her a small nod. Ruby turns to Crowley and tells him to lead the way.

Point Seven

Dean gets to the motel, and parks, and goes to knock on their room door. Alex opens the door and hugs him. All three are really happy to see him and tell him how glad they are that he came. Dean wants to know exactly what they think that they’ve found out and one at a time they share with him what they did and the evidence they found. Charlie also shows him a map of the area with a circle marking the spot where Alex felt there might be a lair. Dean can ask questions about what he’s learning. Once he’s heard everything, Dean has to admit that he thinks they are right about this being a werewolf. Dean tells them that he’s really proud of all that they did and now it looks like come nightfall they would be hunting themselves a werewolf. He says that he’s sure that he has everything they will need already in Baby’s trunk and they should get going so that they can be in place before the sun goes down. They head out to the Impala.

Point Eight

Crowley, Sam and Ruby materialize in Hell’s Throne Room. Sam looks around and gets the same feeling of dread that he always has when in Hell. Crowley says to follow him and he leads them down several halls and then into a darker passageway. Sam had no idea where they were, but he could tell from the look on Ruby’s face that she did. Ruby reaches out to grab Crowley’s arm and stop him, demanding to know what kind of game he’s playing with them.

Crowley just continues on and they all step out of the passage to see Lucifer’s Cage before them. Sam reacts instantly to being back in the space where he’d been held and tortured for so long. He grabs Crowley by the throat and slams him against the cavern wall demanding to know what’s going on. Crowley doesn't try to free himself, he just lifts his hand and points to a cloth-covered item on a pedestal beside the cage. Ruby puts her hand on Sam’s shoulder and tells him to let Crowley go so that they can learn what they came here for and can get the hell out.

Sam releases him and Crowley takes several deep gasping breaths while giving Sam a dirty look. Walking over to the cloth, he tells Ruby, always knew she was the smart one. With a flourish Crowley removed the cloth to reveal a sword on an ornate stand. Ruby sees it and immediately says that it's impossible. Sam asks what that's supposed to be and Crowley tells him simply that it's the Michael Sword, which he knows was used to imprison Lucifer in the first go round.

Sam tells him that the angels said that Dean WAS the Michael sword and Crowley remarks that angels never lie do they?

Point Nine

Dean drives the Impala as far into the woods as the back roads will take them and then parks. Dean opens the trunk and gives Charlie and Henry each a flashlight and pistols with silver bullets and extra ammunition. Henry already has his blades, so Charlie takes one for herself. Dean also gears up and makes sure that everyone is ready. It’s decided that Alex will change into her bear form and try to flush the werewolf out into the open so the others can kill it. Alex transforms into a bear and they hike off in the direction of the lair following Alex.

When Alex gets to the right spot, she turns and roars at Dean so that he’ll know this is where they need to be. Dean tells Charlie and Henry to spread out, but stay in a line so that they can make sure that they each know where the other one is. The sun is down now and the woods are very dark so each needs to turn on their flashlights as they choose their spot to wait.

Alex makes her way toward the cave making a lot of noise. She’s growling and knocking into trees trying to get the creature to come and get her. It doesn’t take long before she sees a shape coming in her direction fast. She roars loudly to alert the others and runs back the way she came, able to hear that the werewolf is following.

The 3 hunters hear them coming and are tense ready to fight. Charlie looks around her and thinks she can see movement, but before she can swing her gun around in the right direction something hits her hard and knocks her off her feet and she screams out. Dean is closest to Charlie and yells her name and that he’s coming. He gets to her and helps her to her feet and makes sure that she’s okay.

Henry sees movement and gets a good look at the werewolf. He fires off a shot that misses and the werewolf charges him. Henry tries to run and trips over something on the ground. He lands hard and rolls over just in time to see the werewolf leaping at him. He closes his eyes thinking he’s going to be killed. Alex jumps out of the woods just as the werewolf leaps and she hits him, knocking him down. Before the werewolf can get back up, Charlie and Dean rush over and both shoot it at the same time. The werewolf is dead and Alex changes back and helps Henry to his feet.

Point 10. Crowley explains that his plan is simple enough for even them to understand. First is to take Abel off the game board. Once that has been done, Ruby will entice Lucifer down here, he says that he trusts she’ll find a way to do that. When Lucifer is in the vicinity of the cage, he will use the Michael sword enhanced by Sam’s Knight of Hell powers and Ruby’s witchcraft. Together the three of them will return Lucifer to the only place he’s fit to rule. Silence hangs between them for several minutes and Ruby can tell that Sam is about to possibly come out with something that might not be good for them in the long run. Ruby steps forward and tells Crowley they will consider his offer and get back to him. She takes Sam by the hand and vanishes them both back to the Bunker.

meanwhile

Dean arrives back at the motel to drop off Alex and Charlie. Henry has decided to make the trip home with Dean. Dean gets out of the car and hugs both Alex and Charlie telling them once again that they did a really great job tonight and that he’ll see them all back at the Bunker. Charlie says that she surprised herself and then smiles and says she understands why she’d rather stay at the Bunker and run comms. Dean and Henry get in the car and Dean tells Henry that he did such a good job that he can pick the music. Henry says he prefers the silence as he pulls a bag of snacks from his pack.

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