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tallulah477 · 7 months

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YESS loak who lives in his brothers shadows falling for the girl that was BETHROTHED to his brother (who has a nasty attitude and isnt well liked within her inner circles but her people loves her bc shes nice to them only in her own ways lol) is a level of angst that is so hot

like loaks reaction when neteyam confided in him telling him hes gonna run away with his maid/childhood friend and loak is like ???? youre going to run away from your duties? and neteyam is just like yeah i love my beloved more than aristocracy lifestyle

few months have passed since then and now jake is stressed out from all of this - his oldest son is missing and no one knows where he or his maid is (except loak who he sends letters too from time to time)

and like u said he NEVER thought he would be the next king he had his whole life plan out, train the knights for his brothers army, date some girl who isnt ultra famous and wealthy but in the middle and settle down and pop out a few kids and now his whole world is turned around because he now has to fill in his brothers (complicated) shoes and hes realizing how intense this was all for neteyam and hes has to learn it pronto

but omg poor princess??? the man she was supposed to marry since she was practically born, has been told from a young age she was going to be prettiest wife to neteyam and then he goes into hiding for some maid ??? that would break her ego so bad, and now she has to marry the brother who all he does is play knight oh its so bad for her

but as they hang out they slowly (so slow neteyam would have his first baby by then lmfao) they slowly begin to become friendish - princess finds it hard because her attitude is the worse and she cant accept the fact that she likes someone who all he wanted to be was a trainor for the knights

and loak is trying to ignore that she was originally supposed to marry neteyam, he knows neteyam never liked her but it still fucks with him sometimes but he gets over it eventually

AND OMLLL princess!reader who goes to visit loak on the training grounds and shes definitely does not fit in bc shes hoping her custom made dress doesnt have mud on it as she tiptoes bc god its gross here and she asks the knights where loak and they guide her to where she is

cue her knocking on the door and opening it to see loaks back and oh my god his back is so hot its so broad and waist is so tiny and hes sweating n loak just turns around like what?? meanwhile her face is super red bc she didnt know he was that built underneath that hes leaner than the knights he trains who are meatheads but he was still so defined and the mixed metal necklaces he wore just compliments him so well and now shes needs to find her maid and ask her what are these feelings

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Catch up on the story:

Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five

Extra: One | Two

CW:// Slight Mention of Pregnancy

Right?! She has such a "don't fuck with me, I'm not the one," attitude. She needs to be serious all the time, needs to always have her head on straight and can't make stupid mistakes because if she does, she loses all credibility. Sure, she's kind and looks out for her people, helping them and protecting them however she can, and her people see that and appreciate that - but she doesn't want to act like the emotionless bitch that she has to be. She wants to be happy, free to genuinely smile and feel what she feels, but she knows that if she shows even the hint of too much emotion, too much weakness, she's just going to be ripped apart.

And Lo'ak can understand that. He knows what it's like to not be able to be who you want to be. His whole life he's been compared to his perfect brother: Neteyam who is better at facilitating communication between neighboring kingdoms, Neteyam who speaks clearly and takes responsibility humbly when needed, Neteyam who's never had to be told not to slouch during court. He's been cast aside as the 'spare', but not invisible enough to not need to be on his game.

He can't joke around like he wants to, at least not without Jake and Neytiri hissing at him to behave. He can't go exploring, can't go out and see what far away lands have to offer because "your duties are here, son". So he found something that he enjoys, a way to get out all his pent up energy and aggression, and he's good at it. So good. He has a true gift for training the knights, getting them ready to battle and protect the kingdom, but even that's sometimes overshadowed by his brother - having to train Neteyam to fight, train Neteyam to be the best, even better than himself - to be worthy of the crown he would get one day.

Would have gotten. Because Neteyam is gone now. And somehow the responsibility, and all the duties that come with it, have fallen on Lo'ak's shoulders and now more than ever he feels he can't be himself.

He would understand how Princess feels . . . if he could get over his own bitterness.

Jake is freaking out - he's sent out a search party on multiple occasions looking for Neteyam and his runaway maid, but they can't find them. Neteyam is smart, building their cottage outside of the kingdom's boundaries, and the only person who knows the location of it is Lo'ak. Lo'ak is bitter, of course, and angry with his brother for what he's done to him. But he would never give up their location. He wants his brother to be happy, so he keeps the information to himself.

He appreciates the letters he gets from Neteyam though. They make him smile, to see that his brother is finally living the life he's always wanted: something calm and peaceful with the woman he loves. He's super giddy when he gets the letter that Neteyam and his wife are expecting their first child. He's going to be an uncle! And the news makes him so happy that he just can't help but smile all day, sneaking off to tell Kiri and Tuk the good news too, and Princess is just looking at him like he's crazy - "Why is he so smiley all of a sudden? What could he possibly be happy about?"

Their relationship is rocky at the start . . . and in the middle. At first, when she was still Neteyam's betrothed, Lo'ak thought she was a spoiled brat. And now that they're supposed to be together, they can't stand each other even more. But the more time they spend together, the more they can't help how their eyes start to trace the other's movements. Their ears seem to always latch on to the sound of the other's voice. Random thoughts popping into their heads about the other (how nice they look in their formal attire, how their eyes glimmer in the glow under the chandeliers) before they have to physically shake those thoughts out, annoyed that they were even there to begin with.

Lo'ak actually growls to himself when the thought of Princess, round and beautiful with their own future child, her fancy custom-made gown falling perfectly over the bump, pops into his head after he finds out Neteyam's expecting.

He's shaking a similar thought out of his head as he's undressing after a rather intense training session. The new knights he's training are annoying, young men who think they're so great and are flooded with undeserved confidence and it just makes Lo'ak want to rip his hair out. But he heard a couple of them whispering about how beautiful Princess is, and how they'd give anything for a night with her and Lo'ak can't seem to justify the dark feeling swirling around in his chest when he hears it.

He thinks it's one of them who slams the door open, come to annoy him even more with stupid questions or overconfident remarks, but instead it's her. The woman he can't seem to get out of his head. She's panting, face flushed with exertion from trying to walk through the mud coated ground. The bottom of her dress is covered with dark brown, once shiny heels now sticky and sinking into the ground. She always looks so put together and clean, so the ruined look throws him off a bit and he can't help but think that she looks beautiful like this too - all flushed and hair out of place from where she tossed it over her shoulder carelessly in her frustration just to get it out of her face. She's scowling, mouth opened ready to give him a few choice words no doubt, but her words die in her mouth when she sees him: topless, corded muscles and strong back on display, all glistening and sweaty and fuck - now she feels like she's starting to sweat.

She's never seen a male like this before. Never seen so much skin. And he turns around when she enters, surprised and the question "what are you doing here?" falling from his lips, but she doesn't answer. Can do nothing more than gape at him like a fish because now his broad chest is on display too, tapering down into a narrow waist. All he's got on is a pair of tight black pants and boots, and her eyes can't help but linger on the slight bulge she can see from where they hug him between his legs.

She feels hot all over, a tight ball forming in her stomach the longer she looks at him and it's only when she feels a strange wetness pooling between her own thighs that she snaps out of her trance. She turns and leaves without a word, running to her bedroom and immediately calling for her maid. If she ever had a best friend, it would be her maid - the person who has been there as her helper ever since she was a little girl. Her helper, her protector, her guide.

Her maid's eyes widen as they take in the look of her Princess's state - dress ruined and covered in mud, face hot and red with embarrassment and something else she can't quite place.

"I don't know what I'm doing!" the Princess cries. And her maid is there for her, to clean her up and wrap her in soft blankets, ready to hear what her Princess has to tell and give her the best advice she can.

#talie talks ♡#🤍 anon #royalty au

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zmayadw · 3 years

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Evening all :)

Alrighty, lets continue with the story :)

Wish you all a nice evening!

CALL OF THE RAVEN

PART 19

The next few days i bussied myself working, Jake doing his thing. We barely talked, every effort of his to start a conversation with me ended quickly. I hated myself for doing this to him, but i wasnt up for anything. I turned my phone off, but he took it and turned it back on, saying he will take care of it. Me? I just wanted a few days of peace without those fricking calls messing with my mind. So i had my headphones on, loosing myself in the music, focusing on my work. I saw, ofcourse, when the calls occured, frustration growing at him for yet another failure at locating the call. The close4st he got to it, was that the calls came from within Duskwood. But that meant as little as nothing.

On the morning of the third day, things wernt much different. Coffee was waiting for me when i woke up. I took a shower, taking the coffee, giving Jake a quick kiss, moving back to bed. He still looked worried, the rings arround his eyes starting to show. But he didnt force me to anythig, he just left me be. I took my headphones, the sound of music making me forget the world arround me. I was lost in my work, when i noticed Jake standing next to the bed, handing me my phone. I took the headphones off. „It's Jessy.“ He said, „She's calling for the third time allready.“ He looked at me pleadingly, and i sighed taking the phone from him. „Hello, Jessy.“ „Finaly!“ her cheerful voice chimed from the other side. „Trying to get ahold of you is tougher then trying to call the pope himself!“ she laughed. „Haha, very funny.“ I said, sounding a bit sassy. „Oh my, who stepped on your toe?“ Jessy replied a bit hurt at my sassiness. Jake looked at me intensly, and i cursed for snaping at her. „Im sorry, Jessy“ i started appologetically, she didnt deserve this. „Been feeling a bit 'under the weather' lately, its no excuse to snap at you.“ „No worries, Maya, i understand.“ She said. „Even more of a reason you need some fun!“ she chimed. „Put me on speaker, i want to talk to both of you.“ „Uhm, alright.“ I said, lowering my phone, putting her on speaker, Jake looking puzzled at me. I just shook my shoulders at him, having no clue whats this all about. „Alright, you're on speaker, go on.“ I told her. „Good! Hello, Jake, by the way.“ She said cheerfuly. „Hello, Jessy.“ He answered. „Now, you two are comming later to Dan's place for babrecue and to hang out.“ She chimed from the speaker.“And dont try to make an excuse why you cant, i dont wanna hear it!“ she said stern. „Be here arround 4. And ill text you Dans address later.“ She didnt let us say anything „Allrigh, thats settled then. See you two later.“ She chimmed, adding before she hung up „Oh, and Jake, let Maya breath a bit!“ she said teasingly, making Jake rise his eyebrow at the phone, and me smiling at it. „Later you two.“ „Finaly.“ Jake said as i lovered my phone down. „Huh?“ i looked confused at him. „You smiled.“

I was sitting on the bed putting my sneakers on. Jake was taking his laptop and some other things from the desk, stuffing it all in his backpack, along with my phone. „You're taking all that with you?“ i asked. He turned to me „Well, i want to be ready, in case of..“ he trailed off, and i finished „In case of any new calls.“ My mood darkened again. Jake came to me, crouching infront of me. „Maya, i know this is frustrating“ He took my hands in his. „But i cant help if you turn your phone off and ignore the calls.“ He looked so tired again, and worried, his eyes dark, matching my mood. I hated it. Everything was starting all over again. But this time it was me that was most affected by it all. I sighed „I know, you're right, but its eating at me inside, Jake. It feels like darknes is creeping at me, slowly taking all the joy and happines away.“ My words made his eyes look even darker, his face showing all this was hard on him as much as it was on me. He lowered his head on my knees, and i ran my hand through his hair. „Its killing me to see you like this.“ He said it so desperatly, my heart squeezed. „Hey“ i said softly, making him look at me. „I'll be fine.“ I wished we could just run away somewhere, leave all this behind, forget the world exists. But with my luck, shit would follow no matter where i go. I smiled at him „ We should go. Or Jessy might send SWATs if we dont show up on time.“ He smiled at it, getting up, pulling me from the bed „Lets go.“

We walked in silence to Dan's place, each lost in our own thoughts. As much as i didnt want to go, maybe this would be exactly what i needed. And I was happy i'd see Jessy, her cheerfulness would be welcoming. We stopped at one of te houses, Jake announcig we're here. It was smaller,a single storey, but i found it the perfect size. It had a nice big back yard, grass neatly mowed and fence trimmed. We came to the front door, Jake ringing the bell. Dan opened it grinning at us „Whoa“ he said „Who got you two in such a 'good mood'? You look like shit!“ „Gee, thanks Dan, again, thats exactly what i wanted to hear.“ I told him, Jake silently standing beside me. „Aww, Maya“ Dan started „Like you dont know me by now. I always say it as it is.“ He grined at us, and i chuckled „Unfortunaly, i'm aware of it.“ „Well, come on in, Jessy is already impatiante waiting on you to show up.“ He ushered us in. „Just continue straight to the kitchen“ Dan instructed me. I entered the kitche, Jake and Dan following. Jessy smiled at seeing us, running to me for a hug „Finaly! I was worried i would have to send Dan to get you!“ she said cheerfuly. „I dont doubt you'd do it!“ i said, letting her go. She turned to Jake now, hugging him. He was surprised by it, looking all fidgety, not knowing what to do. He hugged her back akwardly, and i chuckled. Jessy let go of him, noticing him being uncomfortable. She winked at him „Oh, dont worry, Jake, i dont bite.“ I couldnt keep it anymore, so i laughed. It was Dan that came to his rescue, patting him on the back, „Dont scare the poor guy, babe. Rather give him a beer.“ Jessy grined at Dan, turning to the fridge, grabbing two beers, handing them to Jake and Dan. Jake took a sip, calming his nerves „Im not scared.“ he said, turning to Jessy, still being a bit uncomfortable. „Dont worry, man“ Dan said to him in his dramatic way „I get you, she can be scarry sometimes.“ Jessy looked at Dan furiously, throwing a rag at him, as he stuck his toung out at her running to the other room. Jake chuckled at it, but she looked at him all serious, making him avert his look, taking another sip of the beer. She turned to me „Want some wine?“ „That'd be great.“ I told her smiling. She poured a glass and handed it to me. „Oh for the love of it!“ Dans voice ringed from the other room. I looked at Jessy questionably. She sighed „He is trying for the last hour to connect the outside speakers so we can have some music in the back yard. Unsucessfully, as you might notice.“ Jake said „I'll go help.“ Jessy smiled at him. „Thank you!“ „Hey, i dont wanna stay here to test that theory about you biting.“ He grined at her, leaving the kitchen to join Dan. Jessys eyes opened in bewilderement, turning to me „Did he just joke?“ I chuckled at her „He's getting better at it.“ We both laughed. She got back to finish the salad she was doing when we came. „Can i help with anything?“ I asked „No, you just sit and relax, i'll join you any minute.“ I sat at the table, taking a sip of my wine. Few minutes passed, when music was heard through the open doors leading to the back yard from the kitchen. „Finaly!“ Jessy exclimed cheerfully. „Thank you, Jake!“ She yelled. „No worries.“ He yelled back. „Hey, i helped, too!“ Dan yelled sounding offended. „Ofcourse you did.“ She yelled back sarcasticly, making me laugh again. She came joining me at the table. „So, how are you, Maya?“ she asked. „I've been better.“ I answered honestly. „I'm tired, Jessy.“ I sighed „All thats happening is becoming too much on me. I feel like im drowning, and at the same time i feel numb.“ She looked at me concerned. „I'm barely keeping it together. If it wasnt for Jake..“ i trailed off. He really was the one keeping all this madness of mine at bay. „He is worried about you.“ Jessy said, hesitating for a moment before she continued. „He called me yesterday.“ „He did?“ i asked surprised. „He was desperate, Maya. He had no idea what to do, it was eating him alive. He told me what happened. He begged me to help, mumbling something like he let you down. I barely managed to calm

him.“ „Shit.“ I said, lowering my head on the table. „I never tought I might make him feel that way.“ I looked back at Jessy „I would crumble to pieces long ago without him.“ „I know that, Maya.“ Jessy squeezed my hand. „Just talk to him, dont shut yourself out.“ She smiled softly at me. I smiled back, going to her for a hug „Thank you, Jessy. You are the only one beside him that can pull me back on my feet again.“ „Im here for you, i told you that before, and i mean it, Maya.“ She said to me hugging me tighter. We pulled apart and she got up. „What are they doing in there? They should be out in the back already!“ she exclimed, moving to the doors of the next room where Dan and Jake wer. „Dan Anderson!“ she yelled from the doors. I joined her, laughing at the scene in front of me – Dan and Jake wer sitting on the floor playing a game. Boys will be boys, right? „If you dont put down that controller and get your ass out in the yard right now, i swear to God...“ Dan tensed and jumped up in a heartbeat at her words „Yes ma'am!“ Jake chuckled at Dan, but Jessy turned to him now „Hey, hackerboy, dont you laugh, you're joining him!“ Jake was up on his feet even faser then Dan, and they both started walking reluctantly out of the room. Dan passed us, but suddenly turned to me. „Hey, how come she can call him 'hackerboy', but you go beserk when i do it?“ he asked being dramatic again. I smirked at him „She can call him whatever she wants.“ Jessy burst out laughing. I turned to Jake going for a kiss. I whispered to him before i moved „I just said it because im scared of her myself.“ Jake laughed at it, quickly kissing me once more, going after Dan.

Jessy lowered a cup of coffee in front of me, going back to sit. We stayed in the back yard after eating, dusk slowly setteling in, the sky in multiple colors. It felt calming. At the end, I was glad we came, i needed this after everything that was happening. Even if the sight of my phone on the table in front of Jake did make me feel uneasy, i decided to ignore it. I had to pull it together. I couldnt let this shit get into my head so intensly, or I would definatly go insane. And learning from Jessy that Jake was affected by it so much, just made me more determined at it. It was Dan who broke the silence, bringing the tention at the table. „So, Maya, are we gonna talk about those calls and everything now?“ Jessy shot him an angry look, Dan not paying attention to it. „No, we are not.“ Jake said calmly, before i could even speak, a hint of frustration noticeable in his voice. „O really? And why not?“ Dan asked lookin at Jake fiercly. „Because, it doesnt concern you.“ Jake told him, returning equaly fierce look. „Whoa, you fucking kidding me, man?“ Dan said, raising his voice „It most definatly concern me.“ „And why the fuck is that?“ Jake hissed back at him, frustration rising up at him. Jessy was silent, and so was I. There goes a nice evening, i tought to myself. „Because“ Dan started, hising back „I consider Maya to be my friend, so if she is in trouble and needs help, im here for her.“ „She doesn't need your help, she's got me for that.“ Jake was already on the edge of loosing control, but Dan didnt care. He snorted „You mean like last time?“ „Dan, i'm warning you...“ Jake told him, barely containing himself. „Dan, stop it!.“ Jessy begged him. „No, I wont stop.“ He told her, being agitated more and more now. My head began to puls, all this was going too far now. „Dan, dont.“ I pleaded, but he barely spared me a look. „He wasnt here when shit hit the fan last time, Jessy, I was! We were, not him!“ Jake tensed for a second at Dans words, pounding his fists so hard on the table „You fucking moron, dont you think i wouldnt have been here if i could?!“ He was furious now, i had to interfere before this escalates for the worst. „Enough!“ I shouted, shooting up from my chair. They both looked at me surprised, but still furious. „Thank you, Jake, but i think i can speak for myself. The question was dirrected at me, after all.“ i told him, rubbing at the side of my head with one hand. He slouched in his chair, stung by my words. Dan smirked, but i turned to him „And you, you know damn right why he couldnt be here, you have no right rubbing it to his face like that!“ He fel silent at that. „Now, if you two are done with this 'cock fight', great, we can discuss it like civilized people. Otherwise, both of you can go to hell!“ I sat back, my head still pulsing, all looking astonished at me. No one spoke for what felt like eternity, Dan finaly breaking the silence again „I'm sorry, Maya. I didnt want for this to happen.“ He said, looking apologetically.“What i wanted to say, to try and make Jake here realize once and for all, is that we are here to help.“ He turned to Jake now, all that rage from before replaced with sympathy „Damn it, man, i have no clue what kind of 'friends' you had in your life so far, but you gotta learn to trust people and let them help.“ I took Jakes hand in mine, and he looked at me „Dan is right.“ I told him softly „And you know it.“ He sighed. He wasnt used to this, looking to others for help. He always relayed only on himself, but it was time for a change. He turned to Dan. „I apologize...for calling you a moron.“ I squeezed his hand, him bringing it up to his face, landing a soft kiss on it. Dan looked back at him, still serious „You mean 'fucking moron'?“ We all turned to look at him, and i tought all will start going downhill again. But then Dan grinned, Jessy hitting him on a shoulder for messing with us. I shook my head, smile appearing on my face. Dan extended his hand toward Jake „Look, man, i meant it, if you need help with anything, dont hesitate.“ Jake looked at him for a moment, accepting

Dans hand in a tight grip „Thanks.“ Jessy grinned at them, saying teasingly „Aww, i think this is the beginning of a beautifull friendship!“ I burst out laughing, Jessy joining me. Both Dan and Jake looked at us in disbelief, when Jake turned to Dan „I think i need another beer.“ Dan looked at him, nodding his head in agreement „You and me both, man. C'mon.“ He gestured for him to follow, as Jessy and me laughed even harder.

After all the tension, the rest of our evening was quite entertaining. Jake felt more realxed, but still got uncofortable at Jessy's openness and teasing. And him and Dan getting along after everything was welcoming. It was pretty late when the two of us said our goodbyes and left. The streets wer silent, only our footsteps echoing as we walked towards motel. Sleep was slowly getting at me, and i shivered from the nights chill. Jake threw his hand arround me, pulling me closer to him, his vicinity making me feel warmer instantly, and I leaned my head on his shoulder. „Thank you.“ I told him after a while. „What for?“ „For tonight.“ I said, smiling. „I had fun. It was exactly what I needed.“ „It was....interesting.“ He said. I chuckled „ Dont worry, i'll talk to Jessy to go easy on you in the future.“ He laughed „Thanks. I'll get used to her,eventually.“ I got serious „She told me, by the way. What you did.“ He tensed at it a bit. „Its fine, Jake.“ I said. He was silent, but I knew he was still bothered by it all. „Hey, talk to me.“ I said. He pulled away from me, putting his hands in his pockets. „Its just..I mean.. never mind.“ I stopped in place, Jake making few more steps before turning to me. „Jake, please.“ I said softly. He got agitated again. He was silent for a moment more. „Fuck it“ he said, raising his voice in frustration “I wasnt enouhg, Maya!“ „What are you talking about?“ I asked confused. He sighed and sat on the floor, leaning his hands on his knees. I came and sat infront of him. He looked desperately at me „I wasnt enough. I couldnt help you. I've let you down, again.“ My heart ached so much, it pained me to see him like this. „Jake, you didnt let me down. And you did help me.“ He snorted „You sure about that?“ „Yes“ I said, smiling at him. „Dont you get it, it was exactly what Dan was refering to earlier.“ „What do you mean?“ he asked. „What I mean , Jake, is that sometimes you need another helping hand.“ He still wasnt convinced. „But i'm suppose to take care of you, me Maya. To keep you safe, to make it all better. And i cant even do that right!“ „Jake, I would crumble to pieces long ago without you.“ i said softly „You make all this bearable for me. You are my light in all this darkness. So please, stop doubting yourself.“ He sighed „Easier said then done.“ I got up, extending my hands for him, smiling softly „Then, let me be your 'helping hand', I promise to take all that doubt away.“ He just stared at me for a while, before he took my hands, letting me pull him up. He leaned his forehead to mine and hugged me. „You are amazing, have I told you that already?“ I smiled „You might have, but pleast, dont ever stop.“ He chuckled and kissed me „Thank you“ he said, as the kiss ended. „For?“ i asked. „For being the way you are.“

We continued towards motel, hugged once again. I hoped my words eased his mind. Him opening to me more was a welcoming step forward, but still, much of the work to be done here. There was practically nothing I knew about his life before we met, and honestly, i wasnt sure how much of it I wanted to know, as much as I might be curious about it. I never asked him, and he rarely said anything of it. I knew that currently he was 'doing stuff' for someone, allowing him to be here freely. And I did tell him i'm ok with it, and that I trust him, wich i do, completely. But there was constant fear in me that things might turn for the worst again. With my toughts wondering off like that, i didnt realize we wer in front of motel room. Jake was about to put the key in the lock, stopping abruptly. „Jake?“ i asked worriedly, as he pulled my phone from his pocket. Another call. He set it earlier to vibrate, so no wonder I didnt hear it. He was about to answer when i stopped his hand „Dont.“ I said, looking pleadingly at him. „Maya..“ he said softly. „Please, Jake, just dont“ i said, sounding tired. I sighed „Just this one time, let it be. Give me just this one night, please, to feel normal again.“ I let go of his hand. The phone continued to vibrate, then stopped. „Thank you.“ I said relieved. He turned back to the doors, letting us enter. He went to the desk, taking his stuff back on it from the backpack. „I know we should have answered it.“ I said, standing next to bed, taking my sneakers off. „But i just wanted to go to sleep tonight with a smile, not worry and frustration.“ Jake walked to me putting his hands around my waist. „Well, i know of one way you can get rid off some of that frustration.“ He raised an eyebrow at me, his eyes sparkling. „Oh really?“ i asked. I turned us, so his back was facing the bed, and pushed him on it, situating myself on him. I intertwined my fingers with his on both hands, moving our now joined hands abowe his head. I leand to him as i did it, stopping my face just an inch from his. „Are you sure you want this?“ i asked teasingly. „I still have much of the previous frustration in me, it could last a while.“ His eyes flared at my words. He roled me on my back, our hands now above my head. He released one hand, moving it down my body, that flare in his eyes intensifying with every heartbeat. My whole body trembled with my own desire under his touch. He kissed me so fiercly, and said with a heavy breath as he broke our kiss „Good.“

#duskwood fanfic #duskwood jake #duskwood mc #duskwood jessy #duskwood dan

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kyber-kisses · 4 years

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Through A Mothers Eyes (Part 3)

Dean Winchester x Reader

Wanna start from the beginning? Here is the masterlist!

Warnings: crack, cursing, idiots to lovers trope (that good shit)

Summary: When Mary meets Deans closest and best friend, she cant help but see the chemistry between them. . .but she might be the only one as well.

A/n: Its back! It took me awhile to motivate myself to write the next chapter, but I did it! I hope you enjoy and feedback is greatly appreciated! (gif made by rainbow-motors)

If Mary thought living in a bunker with her two sons and you was chaotic. . . She was definitely not prepared at all for what game night meant. Not. One. Bit.

It was like a fucking war zone.

Halfway through Jenga she almost expected you and Dean to slap on some war paint, she had never seen such competitive people before in her life.

And then you brought out Uno.

“Fuckin demolish him Cas!” You yelled, hands planted firmly on the table as you watched the angel and hunter slap down colored cards furiously. You, Sam, and Mary had all lost already, resulting in you being Cas’s new hype man.

“Y/N, you’re supposed to be on my side!”

“There are no sides in Uno, Dean!”

“Then why the hell are you cheering on Cas?!” Dean slapped down another card. The two were almost running out of cards to play that it hit the point where Sam had to start shuffling the played cards so they could continue. “As your best friend let me just say; I find that insulting.”

“False. Cas is actually my best friend.” You responded bluntly, raising your hand to connect it with the angels in a loud high five.

Dean paused to narrow his eyes in your direction. “. . . Anyways, as your best friend- I’m telling you, you can’t pick sides.”

“Oh and where pray tell did you get that idea from?”

“The best friend rule book.”

You laughed. “Oh yeah, let’s whip that one out and crack it open, I’d love to read it!” You paused, turning to his mother with a soft smile. “I’m so sorry you have to witness this. He’s just a pain in my ass.”

Resting her chin in her hand, Mary returned the smile, still mildly amused at what was playing out in front of her. “I can tell. But I’m pretty sure he’s a pain in everyone’s butt.”

Deans mouth popped open in shock as his lips momentarily failed at trying to form words. “Now you’re taking her side too?!”

“I mean-“ you paused, flicking your hair over your shoulder. “I am fucking amazing. Plus, your mom just knows who the cooler person is out of the two of us-“

“Oh you little-“ dean growled, rolling up his sleeves after slapping his cards down on the table.

“Is this really necessary?” Cas muttered, eyes still on his cards and clearly trying to plan his next move.

“Oh you fuckin know it.”

“Maybe your mom should just adopt me. I could replace you! I am way more fun!” You laughed, backing up as Dean slowly rose from his seat. “Plus, you’re moms way more cool than you.” You joked, eyes lighting up when you looked at Dean and saw him moving towards you. You maneuvered around the table, the two of you moving back and forth as you tried to dodge Dean, trying to keep the table between you.

“You’re such an asshole!”

“You know it baby.” Shooting him a wink you ducked behind Sam's large frame, using him as a shield.

“Oh no- don’t go bringing me into this.” Sam tried, shaking his head as you gripped his shoulders.

“Just hold him off for me will ya?”

“And what do I get in return?”

“. . . the next time its your turn for a supply run, ill do it.”

A pause. “Deal.”

“Sam!”

The younger Winchester shrugged as he held out his arms, stopping Dean from reaching you. “What? Y/Ns more negotiable that you are.”

You let out a cackle before standing on your top toes to press a firm kiss to Sams cheek. “Thanks Samantha!”

You took off down the hallway before Dean could even attempt to move Sam. The younger Winchester continuing to block his brother as he tried to move past him. After a moment Dean gave up, falling back into his seat. “Alright, fine. I admit defeat. . .you can put your arms down..”

“If I do are you gonna go kill her?”

“. . . Maybe.”

“Dean!” Mary hissed, shaking her head at her sons antics.

“What? She’s a pain in the ass!”

Mary only shook her head again. That was until Cas spoke up again. “Am I supposed to say Uno?”

*. *. *. *. *. *.

The rest of the night became much calmer after that, you and Dean were back to your usual shenanigans and held up in the Dean cave watching some old western, Sam had headed off to bed because apparently you and Dean “drain his energy” Or whatever. Cas was for some reason still up cataloging some of the bunkers lore. As for mother Winchester, she found herself seated at the kitchen table, reading a book you had lent her a little over a week ago.

Mary almost didn’t see you walk in at first, with most of the lights still off it was like darkened hallway spit you out. Hands in the pockets of your sweatpants you quietly trudged into the room, pausing at the sight of Mary.

“You liking the book?”

Mary looked up, a small smile gracing her lips at the sight of you. “Yes I am, thank you for lending it to me.”

“No problem. Honestly it was just sitting on my desk collecting dust. I read it and never picked it up again” You admitted with a shrug. Walking past her, you filled your empty glass at the sink before moving back and lowering yourself into the seat across from her. “I’m sorry about earlier. Deans and Is energy can be a little overwhelming at times.”

“You don’t need to apologize. If anything I should be thanking you.” She closed her book, folding her arms over the surface of the table.

“What for?”

Mary let out a sigh. “Even if I haven’t been back for very long, it’s easy to see the effect you have on Dean. He’s happier when you're around, you get him to laugh more than anyone else here.”

“I think you're just seeing his slow decent into insanity.” You chuckled, looking down at your folded hands. “I’m told I have that effect on people.”

“Oh I don’t think that’s true.”

You opened your mouth to answer but stopped when you looked past Mary, eyebrow instantly raising. “What?”

Mary turned in her seat, her eyes finding her oldest son standing in the darkened doorway, your blue blanket wrapped around him. Dean narrowed his eyes at you. “You left me.”

“. . . I’m sorry?”

He stepped down into the kitchen, eyes still glazed over with a slight sleepiness. “It was rude.”

“You were asleep! I didn’t want to wake you up!” You threw your hands in the air, unable to believe the man sinking down into the vacant seat next to you. He yawned, his head falling against your shoulder as he closed his eyes.

“But by your didn’t have to leave me by myself. I woke up and you were gone.”

You rolled your eyes, hand coming up to pat the side of his head. “You poor baby, whatever shall you do now?”

“Mmm haven’t gotten that far yet.”

“Did you really just come in here to fall asleep on me again? Just go to bed Dean.”

“Don’t wanna.” He sighed, wrapping your blanket tighter around him.

“I swear you like a five year old.”

“I am not.”

“You totally are.” You paused. “But seriously Dean, go to bed. I ain’t dragging you down the hallway to your room when you fall asleep on me again.” You gave him another pat before standing up put your now empty glass in the sink, having practically chugged it moments before.

Groaning once more, Dean slowly blinked his eyes open and turned his attention to his mother. “What are you still doing up? I thought you went to bed.”

“Couldn’t sleep, thought I’d stay up and read instead. Y/N lent me a book to read.”

Turning his head to look between you and his mom he shook it in disbelief. “God, I live with a bunch of nerds.”

“Dean you can’t say anything about that. You're like the biggest nerd out of all of us.”

“. . . Shut up. Plus, you're no better. If anything I'm this way because of you.”

“Sure, Jan. You keep telling yourself that.”

Dean paused when he looked back over to his mom, seeing a soft smile on her features. “What?”

“Just the two of you-“

“What about the two of us?” He questioned, sliding the blanket off of his shoulders as he stood up before folding it and handing it back to its rightful owner.

“I just- I think you two would make a cute couple.”

There was a pause as the two of you looked at each other.

“Me? . . .And her?” Dean threw a thumb over his shoulder in your direction.

“Me and Dean?”

Another pause. And then a light laugh was bubbling up from both of your throats- before quickly turning into full bellied laughter. Dean had his hands planted on his knees and your head was thrown back as you grabbed at you gut. The two of you quickly dissolving into fits of hysteria. It went on for a good minute before starting to fizzle out.

Ahaha! Whew-“ Dean chuckled, wiping the tears from his eyes as he stood up properly again. “That- that was good.”

“Oh god-“ you bent over, hands still on your sides. “My gut hurts- I haven’t laughed like that in awhile.” You panted.

“Yeah, thank you for that mom.” Dean patted his mother’s shoulder as he passed. “That just made my entire day.”

Once you had mostly regained your composure, you took a deep breath. “Okay, well as much fun as that was- I’m gonna go to bed. Goodnight Mary, Dean.” Giving gone last nod you stepped into the hallway along with Dean, the two of you connecting your palms in a loud high five before walking off in separate directions.

Meanwhile Mary sat silently at the table, the only thing running through her mind being what the fuck just happened?

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atc74 · 4 years

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The Whole Shebang

Square(s) Filled: Group Sex for @spnkinkbingo, Breath Play for @spngenrebingo, “You’re Bossy and Short” for @spntfwbingo

Warnings: Oral sex, fingering, grace play, face fucking, voyeurism, breath play, dirty talk, bossy Sam, Destiel adjacent, anal sex, sex sex…so much sex. This is a truly smutty foursome. It’s really filthy.

Summary: Y/N is excited to give Cas all her firsts in one go round. After the successful threesome with Sam, she asks what he wants to try next.

Pairing: Sam x Reader, with a side of Cas x Reader, Dean x Reader, Sam x Reader x Cas x Dean, a hint of Destiel, no Wincest

Word Count: 2709

Written for: @spntfwbingo, @spnkinkbingo, @spngenrebingo

Beta’d by: @amanda-teaches who wanted me to add the following disclaimer: Amanda apologizes for any errors she might have missed when she was so distracted by the smut.

A/N: The depraved conclusion to A Whole New World (catch up now). After this little series, I am feeling a bit better about writing Castiel. Thank you all for reading and enjoying the smut fest! Graphics made by me, photos found on google.

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Previously on An Enlightening Experience:

“Sam? Y/N? Thank you for helping me with my first sexual encounter. I found it quite enjoyable and would like to do this again. It has been an enlightening experience.” Cas’s gravelly timbre broke the silence. “Now I know what Dean was talking about.”

Laughter broke out between the three of them.

“I’m game,” Y/N laughed, turning to Sam. “You in, baby?”

“Yeah, yeah. I’m in,” Sam agreed, leaning over to kiss her, happy she was back in her own body. “Gotta admit, Cas, you’re a pretty decent kisser, too.”

Y/N broke out in a giggle. “It was actually rather hot, babe. Seeing you two go at it when I finally switched back into my own body. One minute I’m straddling Cas and kissing you, then bam! I’m back in my own body and you’re filling me up.” She grinned like the Cheshire Cat, stretching out between them. “So, Cas? What would you like to try next time?”

“I’d like to invite Dean to join us.”

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“You think Dean’ll go for this?” Y/N tilted her head to look at Sam.

“He’s having a bit of a dry spell, so yeah, I think he would,” Sam replied after a minute of thought. “You might have to pay him some extra attention though.”

“That I can do,” Y/N agreed, her body already tingling at the thought of getting to have all three of them pleasuring her and each other. She turned back to Cas, cupping his face with her hand. “Hey, Cas? I noticed your vessel recovers rather quickly and is ready to go back to back rounds. Is that a grace thing?”

“It is the grace, Y/N,” he replied, pressing two fingers to Sam’s exposed hip. “There, Sam, you should find your penis is ready for more sex.”

Sam just laughed. “Dean’s really gonna like that part!”

“I’m calling him right after I shower,” Y/N slipped out from between Sam and Cas, heading to the bathroom.

“No need, Y/N,” Cas snapped his fingers and smiled at her.

“Seriously? You can do that?” Y/N ran her hands over her body and between her legs. She was still damp, but the mess of her and Sam’s combined spendings was gone, as was the dried cum on her stomach where she released while still in Cas’s body. “This is awesome!” She picked up her phone and dialed Dean, grabbing four beers from the cooler. “Hey!”

“No seriously, dude. We just switched back like five minutes ago. It was definitely an eye opener,” Y/N laughed into the phone. “So, come join us for a beer. I’ve got something I want to talk to you about...cool. See you soon!”

Y/N slipped into Sam’s discarded flannel, throwing him the tee. “We shouldn’t probably be buck naked when he gets here.”

Sam and Cas had just finished dressing in their undershirts and boxers when the door opened.

“Hey. Y/N, what’s wrong? What did you want to talk about?” Dean looked anxiously between his friends and brother. “Why aren’t you guys dressed? And, why the hell does it stink like sex in here?”

“That’s what I wanted to talk to you about.” Y/N stood and slinked her way in front of Dean, running her hands up his strong chest, lowering her voice to a dangerously seductive level. “You remember that time in Montana when you and Sam and I, well, you know? And, that time in Vegas? And, Milwaukee? And, the countless orgasms the two of you’ve given me in the Bunker?”

Dean swallowed audibly in the quiet room. “Hmm-mmm.”

“Well, Sammy and I just helped Cas experience not one, not two, but five orgasms today alone. And, I know with your help, we can do better. And, who knows, maybe even break the Winchester personal best of, what was it? Nine?”

“Ten,” Dean gulped.

“I think it might have been eleven, Dean,” Sam offered.

“So, what I’m trying to say, Dean,” Y/N whispered, dragging her tongue up his neck, stopping to nibble just below his ear, where she knew he had a weakness. “Is that it would be unfair to make Cas stop at only five, and I’ve only come twice today.” She looked up at him with her big eyes, licking her lips.

“Fucking hell, Y/N. That’s playing dirty,” Dean managed to breath out, his cock swelling and pressing painfully behind his zipper.

“Oh baby, I’m only getting warmed up.” Y/N pressed up against him, snaking her tongue between Dean’s parted lips, capturing his mouth in a heated kiss.

Dean wrapped his arms around, holding her even closer to him, their tongues twisting together until Y/N pulled back, breathing heavy in his ear. “Wanna feel how wet I am for you, baby? Just thinking about getting my two best guys and favorite angel in this body tonight?”

Dean mumbled unintelligibly, moving his hand down between their bodies, running two fingers up the center of Y/N’s heat. “Jesus Christ, kitten. You’re killing me here.”

“Since I already got to fuck both Sam and Cas, I’m gonna pay extra special attention to you tonight,” Y/N cooed, slipping her hands under his jacket and pushing it off his shoulders. “You want me to make you feel good, baby?”

“Oh, kitten, you have no idea.” Dean grabbed her by the backs of her thighs, picking her up. She instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist, grinding her wet crotch against the fly of his jeans, the friction rubbing her perfectly. Dean reached the end of one of the beds, laying Y/N down on her back. He unwrapped her legs from around his waist and pulled her behind the knees until her ass was nearly hanging over the edge.

“Too many clothes,” Y/N groaned, looking up at Dean.

“Hell yeah there is,” Dean agreed and ripped open her borrowed flannel, sending buttons scattering to parts unknown.

“Hey, that was my shirt,” Sam protested.

“Don’t fucking care,” Dean said, dropping to his knees in front of Y/N. He didn’t waste any more time, diving in nose first, nudging her clit with the tip, while his tongue lapped at her folds. “So fucking wet for me, kitten. You gonna be a good girl for me?”

“I’m always a good girl for you, baby. For you and for Sammy. I wanna be a good girl for Cas, too,” she mewled as Dean continued to devour her pussy.

A moan sounded in the room and she darted her eyes from Dean between her legs to see Cas, fully naked and stroking himself at the sight before him. Sam was shirtless, but had only pushed his boxers down to just under his balls.

“Sammy, come ‘ere and let me suck that big, beautiful cock,” Y/N urged her boyfriend.

“No, take care of our angel first, baby,” Sam commented, nodding at Cas. “Dean, stop. Y/N, on your hands and knees.”

Cas walked to the bed, dick still in hand, and knelt next to her head. Y/N flipped over, reaching for him. Cas canted his hips forward, pressing his tip between her open lips.

“It’s okay, she’s got you, Cas. Use her mouth just like she used yours earlier,” Sam encouraged.

Dean took the opportunity to rid himself of his clothing, tossing several pieces somewhere in the room. He looked to his brother before continuing. Sam nodded once, and Dean shoved two fingers inside her tight channel. “Christ, you both fucked her today, and she’s still this tight? I’m gonna die a happy man.”

With the addition of Dean’s fingers, Y/N moaned around Cas’s dick in her mouth. She rocked forward further onto Cas and then back onto Dean’s finger, his tongue licking at her folds when she did. She heard a click from behind her and, a moment later, felt the familiar chill of lube, running down the crack of her ass.

“Open her up, Dean,” Sam directed.

Y/N keened, feeling Dean press a thick digit to her tight hole, spreading the lube around before pushing inside. “We’re gonna use you so good tonight, kitten. Fill all those holes up.”

Y/N was a whore for dirty talk, and the Winchesters were her kryptonite. With Cas fucking into her mouth, she couldn’t respond, except to push back onto his fingers, prompting him to add a second finger to her asshole, all the while still eating her pussy. Dean Winchester was a master with his tongue, fingers, and cock, and she was lucky enough to have had all of him. With the Winchesters, it was never just a quick fuck, it was a religious experience, and now they would share it with Cas as well.

“Y/N, I have to believe you sucking my cock is exceptionally better than using my grace to simulate it,” Cas breathed out heavily as he pushed in and out of her mouth. “Tell me, did it feel better when I sucked you off than when you used my grace?”

Y/N shook her head side to side, supplying her answer, while managing to stuff Cas even further down her throat with a slight gag, causing her eyes to water and spit to run down her face. Still, she continued rocking herself back and forth between Dean and Cas.

Dean slipped in a second finger, working her open until he could add a third easily between the lube and his saliva. “Man, Sammy, she’s still gonna be so fucking tight for us. But, you’re always tight, aren’t you, kitten?”

“Y/N, I’m gonna come for you,” Cas shouted as he grabbed the sides of her head, gripping tightly and shooting his load down her throat. She only moaned louder and took everything he had to offer her before he fell to the mattress.

“Babe, you’re such a good girl for us, so I’m going to let you choose tonight,” Sam stroked her cheek lovingly. “Who gets what?”

Y/N mewled at the thought of having all three, but didn’t hesitate in her response. “You’ll all get your turn, baby. First, I want to suck Dean’s cock. Sam, I want you in my pussy. I know how much you love it. And, another first for Cas. Angel, you’re going in my ass, baby.”

Sam laid down next to Y/N, pulling her up and over until she sank down, both of them groaning at the tight stretch.

Dean took Cas’s spot at her head, feeding her his cock slowly as she started moving on Sam.

Cas stood back and observed for a moment. It was a magnificent sight, the three of them, moving fluidly together. Stroking his cock at the view, he extended his grace forward, nudging Y/N’s asshole, while she fucked Sam. A muffled scream left her lips as Dean thrust his hips forward.

“Fucking hell, what was that?” Sam panted.

“That was my grace, Sam,” Cas responded.

She pulled off Dean and turned her head to Cas. “I want your cock in my ass, not your grace,” Y/N chuckled.

“You can do that?” Dean marvelled.

“No reason I shouldn’t pleasure her with both,” Cas shrugged, stepping forward, placing one hand on her hip and lining himself up with the other, pressing against her. “May I?”

“Always so polite. Yes, angel. Just fucking fuck me already.”

All three stilled their movements while Cas pushed himself inside Y/N. “Oh,” Cas moaned, drawing the sound out until he was fully seated.

Y/N, slammed her eyes shut as she clenched around them. “So full, so good. Now move, please.”

“You’re bossy, and short,” Sam quipped, slamming up into her.

Cas groaned, feeling Sam move through the thin walls of her body separating them.

“Oh fucking hell!” Dean shouted, resuming his pace. If there was something that could get him off faster than usual tonight, it would be the sight of Y/N taking his brother and best friend at the same time. He knew he wouldn’t last much longer. With her brain occupied elsewhere, Dean shoved himself further in her mouth with each thrust until he hit the back of her throat and she swallowed around him, strangling his dick. “Fuck! ‘M coming, Y/N! Fuck, fuck, fuck!”

After milking Dean for everything he had, she concentrated on her other two partners, pushing her toward her edge faster than ever before. She screamed for them as their alternating rhythm rubbed every nerve ending in her body.

Dean laid both hands on her throat, like they’d done so many times before. Y/N nodded her consent and he squeezed, applying just enough pressure to restrict her breathing. She reached one hand behind her to grasp Cas’s wrist. With a white-knuckled grip on both him and Sam, she held on, while keeping her eyes locked on Dean. Y/N blinked once, silently letting him know she was ready for more.

He applied additional pressure, pushing her further. Her arousal flying higher and higher. Dean watched her, looking for any sign of distress.

A new warmth encircled her nipples and clit, and she recognized it as Cas’s grace. “Oh yes!” She rasped as he stimulated her over and over. Her vision hazed over, black spots forming at the edges.

“Come for us, kitten,” Dean murmured, his voice barely audible over the crack of skin on skin. He loosened his grip, oxygen flooding her lungs, and her climax hit her head on. Y/N’s body seized between Sam and Cas, Dean keeping a hold on her head and neck as they worked her through the pleasure.

Sam was right behind Y/N, emptying inside her, unable to hold off any longer with the way her walls clamped down on him.

“Cas, you got the stamina of a thoroughbred, man,” Dean remarked, locking eyes with the angel as he continued to pound away at her ass. Cas’s eyes bored into Dean in a way they never had before.

“Y/N!” Cas roared as he stilled, pumping her full of his release, folding himself over her, peppering her skin with hot open mouthed kisses, never breaking eye contact with the elder Winchester.

The four of them lay in a tangle of limbs and sweat, their breaths heavy for several minutes before Dean broke the relative silence.

“Damn, I’d do that again in a hot minute.” He felt two fingers press into the side of his pelvis, jolting at the sudden touch. “Who the fuck just poked me?”

“Dean, I don’t know what the temperature has to do with it, but you’ll find yourself ready to ‘do that again’,” Cas air quoted, sitting up next to Sam.

“Dean, after that, you’re suddenly concerned because someone poked you?” Y/N giggled, rolling to face him.

“Wasn’t expecting to get poked, more like the one doing the poking,” Dean winked shamelessy at Y/N and her sex mussed hair and swollen lips. “Damn, Y/N. You look all kinds of fucked out, kitten.”

“I’ve been fucked a few times today,” she giggled again. “But, we’re going to keep fucking until I’ve had all three of you everywhere. Angel, can you clean us up?”

Dean’s eyes flicked up to Cas as he snapped his fingers.

“There, baby. Good as new,” she cooed, moving to straddle him. “And, ready to go. Cas’s grace is a godsend.”

Dean looked down his body at her, his cock fully awake and ready to go. “No recovery period?”

“Nope,” she replied popping the ‘p’, as she started rocking her hips, coating him in her slick.

“Feels so good,” Dean paused, trying to gather his thoughts when all he wanted to do was fuck Y/N into the mattress. “Shouldn’t we eat first? Fuel up?”

There was a slight rustle of wings. “Pizza?” Cas asked, standing at the small dining table, still naked.

“Did you seriously just zap out for pizza? Naked?” Sam laughed.

“I can hide myself from humans, Sam,” Cas dryly reminded him.

“Pizza then pussy, kitten,” Dean declared, lifting her with him and walking to the table.

“Food then fucks?” she laughed.

“Let’s fill our bellies, then we’ll fill you again, babe,” Sam agreed, reaching for a slice.

“I get the whole shebang tonight, huh?” Y/N asked, looking around at three of the sexiest men she’d ever seen.

“That’s what she said!” Dean laughed.

“No! That’s what she did!” Y/N joined him. “She Bang?!” Soon all of them were laughing.

“You know, Dean, I couldn’t help but notice you were eye fucking the angel while he was fucking me,” Y/N said quietly as they ate their pizza. Sam and Cas were having a conversation so they weren’t paying much attention, she hoped.

“Y/N,” Dean shook his head. “I don’t...I just, I don’t know.”

“He’s the one that asked for you to be here. From where I’m sitting, it’s not one sided,” she kissed him and excused herself to the restroom. “Just think about it, baby.”

Dean looked up from his pizza to see a pair of blue eyes locked on his. Maybe Y/N wasn’t wrong. Maybe he could take what he wanted for once. Maybe this was his whole shebang.

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1wishyouwould · 4 years

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Emptiness. That’s all there was. A shadow lay across Sam’s world, only briefly lit by fire. Then smoke descended again. He didn’t know how long it had been since his brother had died yet he knew, some how it had be 6 weeks 5 hours and 43 minutes since the world come undone around him. The silence wasn’t the worst part, the wrong noises were. The humming of off key metallic riffs and whispered curses still lingered in the empty bunker.

Walking the halls turned out to be the newest way to pass the time, a new game if that was what it could be called. Walk as far as possible, to fall on the floor, unable to bare the weight of a world, without his brother in it.

It took him weeks to be able to go in to his room again, but the smell of old beer was almost as bad as the blood he could never quite wash off his hands. So walk in he did heart in his stomach, and a miracle at his side. He walked. Because he had too. So when he found a box under his brothers bed, Sammy written across it in the block letters of a child. He was taken aback. The lock on the front was old yet it had been recently unlocked by the lack of dust surrounding the key hole.

Searching around the room led to nothing but old pornos, and half stale pizza slices. Until he looked up from grasping underneath the bed, at a confused looking mutt, with an oddly shaped tag dangling from its collar.

Sitting up, and festering for the dog to come closer, he carefully pulled the collar over miracles head. Attached was a generic dog tag, and a single key. “Always loved your mysteries” a choked sob came out of his mouth, muffled slightly by a hurriedly rubbing at his eyes.

Leaning against the end of the bed, he inspected the lock and key. A perfect match. Fitting the key in he turned, pausing only to shift in to a more comfortable position. The inside was filled with papers, nicknacks and assorted bullet casings. One letter sat on top of the rest, that seemed to be the most resent. It was signed to him in deans haphazard script and sealed with red wax. Opening the seal reveled a letter dated a few days before his brothers death. A last gift perhaps. - - - Hey Sammy you and I both know I’m shit at saying my words out loud, and heaven forbid I actually admit to like or care about something. But the thing is Sammy I do care about three things in this world. You, my baby, and Cas. But it will always be you first, thats why I made this box Sammy, its for you my last gift to you. If i’m dead. And we both know id never let you read this if I was alive, I want you to know a few things.

First: Im waiting for you Sammy no matter where I am, I’m waiting for you. Cause your my stupid ass little brother and I’ll always need you. I cant be happy anywhere with out you in it.

Second: Take care of yourself, I know you. You learned one of my worst character flaws “everything is my fault” Its not Sammy I don’t care how I went it would never be your fault. Find Eileen stop hunting for a bit and just live. Just live Sammy. Be a human and get stuck in grocery lines for insane amounts of time or drive your kid to school. Just don’t name him John and your all good.

Third: cut your hair you look like a damn Sasquatch.

I don't know if I will have the time to write any more letters. And I’ve rewritten this letter so many times. So since this is the last one I wrote before my death then here’s what’s just happened. Cas is gone. The empty came for him. Bobby, Charlie and even the damn miracle dog, their all gone. As I sit here writing to you Lucifer and Michel are having th staring contest to end all staring contests. Because I might be too busy trying to save the world again, from God.

So, if this does end up being the last letter, I just want you to know that I was in a bad place before I started hunting with you. And you helped me. You helped me Sammy, we’ve lost so much since I walked in your door all those years ago. Even if you didn't know what I was talking about. You in your weird striped pant thingy, and a girlfriend. Being with you made me not feel alone.

Because I know there are people who will say our lives didn’t happen, tell those sons of bitches how awesome I was. And there are people who will forget what it’s like to be normal when they get dragged along on the journey of being a hunter. I know our lives will be stories someday. And our pictures will become old photographs.

And you’ll be somebody's dad, because I can’t imagine a time where I die without saving you. But right now, these moments are not stories. These are our lives, our crazy demon, angel, monster filled lives. This is happening. We’re here. And as I look at this world so beautiful. And so broken. But it was Home. It was our Home. You, me, jack and that wonderful angel, following each other from heaven to hell, and everywhere and everything in-between.

And in this moment, standing against God himself, with little to no chance to survive but sheer dumb Winchester logic and luck. I would swear on my own soul.

We are infinite.

So get up off your ass, we’ll see each other again. Death hasn’t ever been able to keep us apart, even if there’s a new reaper I doubt that will change. But don’t worry I’ve got my hand full waiting for you. And I for one cant wait to see Kevin, and Charlie’s faces.

And besides I’ve got an Angel to run after.

Love your brother, Dean

- - -

After The tears slowed down long enough to read the letter once, he read it again. And again. Until the words could be read when he closed his eyes. Picking himself up, and off the floor, he walked towards the door, pulling on one of deans larger jackets on. Making his way slowly through the bunker, the dog at his heels, a silent companion.

Packing himself in to the drivers seat of the impala. He drove. Past hills and mountains, through valleys and towns. The same old mixtapes playing on repeat. And so the stories rose up. The tale of a man, searching for a woman. Who would stop at nothing to find her.

Hunters gathered around fires, in kitchens, and anywhere more than three could sit long enough to hear the tale of the Winchester brothers. The boys not even death could separate. The avenging angel, who would always come when called. And if you were lucky enough to find someone who knew them you could count yourself lucky, as not many that did lived to tell their tale.

It took time. Several thousand contacts. And mile after mile of the same road. But find her, he did. In an old run down dinner outside Chesapeake she waited. Together, tears shed for the ones lost along the way, old pains were dulled and almost forgotten. Except green eyes. Those would forever remain. Burned like a hand print in Sam's mind.

They settled down, and for once Sam got to be on the other end of the job. Instead of protecting people with guns and swords. He protected people with warm hugs and tender words. This life came almost easily to him. The routine distracting him from the ghost of almost forgotten smiles.

When his time came there was no fuss. Just a hand holding his. Dean. His sun, his son. The light that had been extinguished by the passing of his brother had come roaring back with a passion with the birth of his son.

His son.

Those simple words brought him so much joy. But sam knew. He could feel it. The end was here, and he wondered what might have happened if he had given up on that empty bedroom floor.

“You can go Dad its ok”

- - -

“Bitch”

“Dean”

#spn spoilers #spn 15x20 #fix it fic #destiel #if you squint #dean and sam #sam pov #dean d*es #im still not over it #its not even been a day yet #i am clown #inspired by the perks of being a wallflower

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comic-nerd-dc · 4 years

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Dean Winchester x oc

Warnings: universe jumping and some curse words

“So let me get this straight, you universe jump when you fall in love,” Spencer asks, it’s not like he didn't, believe me, I did just appear in front of him, so far I’ve been in 3 universes, and I can’t control it, which sucks because the moment I fall in love I disappear, and they know, because I write a letter before I actually fall, explaining, see I’ve been in harry potter, Draco was hard to love but he was the first one I fell for, then I was sent to the universe where the game of thrones was and fell for Jon snow, and then hunger games, Finnick O’Dare, and now I’m here in front of spencer Reid, explaining all this except I have no memory of my original home

“YES, spencer I’m genuinely so tired of this, I dont want to disappear again, I dont even remember where I’m genuinely from,” I say crying and he looks at me

“Ok Ummm well, I’m kinda in the middle of a case but just uhh oh fuck come with me, and pretend your a worried girlfriend ok,” he says and I nod

“So what’s the case,” I ask and he rolls his eyes and I laugh

“And get into character because here we go,” he says as the elevator opens to Quantico

“Spencer, seriously what’s going on you’ve been working nonstop and I’m worried,” I say grabbing his hand and he looks down at me with a small smirk

“I'm fine.. love” he doesn’t know my name and I smile

“I know but you dont sleep much as is I’m seriously worried, maybe you should take the day off, or the next case,” I say pulling him into a hug where I whisper, Elis, into his ear

“Yooo, pretty boy who you got here,” morgan asks and I smile

“Hi, I’m sandy, Elis Marygold, his girlfriend” I add and Derek laughs

“Ok pretty boy, send her home or something cases are closed for civilians” Derek smiles at me

“Well uh, maybe I can help, your technical analysis is out right?” I asked unsure of how I know that and he nods

“I'm really good with a computer” I smile and he says

“I’ll ask to hotch” and guess what hotch said yes, so now I’m sitting in the cave getting info on the unsub to find him when the phone rings

“Heylo, ask and you shall be answered,” I say and spencer laughs

“Hey baby, I need the address now please,” he says and baby is hesitant trying to keep up the roll

“Sending to you now beloved,” I say and hang up. About a week later and I can feel myself falling for the brainiac and I’m just hoping he makes it home before I disappear when I get another call

“Hey love, not a work call just checking in on how the problem is,” he says casually asking about the whole love thing

“Spencer, bad news I won’t be here much longer I can feel it, is the case almost over?” I ask

“What who have you fallen for and yeah, we are headed home in 20,” he asks and I sigh

“I’ll tell you when you get here, I wish I didn't fall in love so easily,” I say hanging up and in about two hours he’s back and I grab his hand pulling him into a back room, Derek jokes about him getting some

“Spencer, I dont have long left so here” I shove a note in his hand and he looks at me

“Who?” he asks and I smile

“You,” I say and kiss him, like its the last time and then I’m in the back of a car with two men in the front seat

“Uhh hi,” I say and they panic and slam on the break and swerve off the road and we all get out of the car

“Elis?” the shorter of the two tall men ask

“Hi, uhh do I know you?” I ask confused, so far I haven’t visited the same place twice

“You dont remember me, Elis it’s me, Dean,” he says and I look up the man and he looks so hurt, walking to me and me back away

“I'm sorry, I can’t take this, I can’t fall in love again,” I say and he looks even more broken at that

“Again? Elis babygirl where have you been” he asks and I look at him

“Yet again, I’ve been in four different universes and I dont have any memory of before the first universe but I know I didn't wake up at 28 years old so I’m confused and I change universes when I fall in love” I word vomit

“The demon dean,” the taller of the two days and I look confused

“Ok fill the girl in please,” I ask and the tall one looks at me sadly

“Elis, I’m Sam, all three of us where chaseing a demon and it got the upper hand, and when he disappeared you did as well, we thought he took you with him over a month ago, but he must have taken your memory and cursed you” sam explains

“Who am I to you guys, because he called me baby girl and not in a platonic flirty way,” I ask and I look at dean

“Who am I to you dean,” I ask again and he looks at me and slams his lips on mine and while I’m super confused it feels natural when he pulls away

“You’re my… my…” he doesn’t finish

“WE DONT DO LABELS, Elis please remember me,” he says holding my head in his hands

“Hey, we will get this curse lifted and you will be on your merry way to being in love again,” Sam says and I panic

“No, no love, I cant jump again, I can’t it’s so exhausting,” I say and he nods

“Sam you drive, to the bunker,” the Dean says and I look at him and grab his hand

“I'm so sorry I dont know you, I want to, my body feels like I know you but I dont,” I say and he just squeezes my hand, about an hour and a half of driving we get to the bunker and before we go in dean holds me back and motions sam inside

“Elis, I dont want to overwhelm you but, uhh, we have a daughter, she’s 2 1/2 and loves the color purple and pie,” he says all at once and my eyes widen

“No, I can’t do that to a little girl, I dont know her, dean” I look at him tears brimming in my eyes and he hugs me

“Just breath and fake it ok, she needs her mom,” he says and I nod as we go in

“Momma, momma, momma” the little girl runs to me, and she looks just like dean

“Hey Hunny, sorry I was gone for a bit,” I say and get on my knees and she hugs me and some memories flow back, we are hunters, I met Sam at a bar, and I’m laughing with a Dean as he holds my hand while I give birth to my baby girl Artemis

“Hey Artemis Hunny I missed you” I hug her tighter, and she goes to play with Sam

“I remembered some pieces of it but that means I’m closer to leaving again,” I say and Dean smiles and pulls me into a hug. Then turns to a tall guy in the bunker.

“Cas remove the curse I know you can please I’m begging you,” Dean says and a very awkward looking man just grabs my head and then all the memories rush to me and I’m in love with my man again and when he lets go

“Dean, my love, I love you,” I say and hug him tight, afraid I was to disappear, but when I opened my eyes I was still in his arms, and he kisses me again

“I'm sorry I fell in love with 4 other men, but you are my ride or die,” I say and he looks at me and smiles

“It’s a fine baby girl you’re back now” and that was about two years ago and now Artemis was 4 and our son Liam is 2 and I’m at a bar with Dean for date night and he went to the bathroom when Draco walked in, waitttttt, Draco, and he saw me and walked over and slammed his lips on mine and I panic

“Get the hell off my girl” I hear Dean growl at him and Draco smiles

“Light of my life I finaly found you” is all Draco says

“Babygirl who is this” dean asks and I look at him

“To be fair I didn't think this would happen, meet universe love one, Draco Malfoy” I explain to Dean and he growls again pulling me closer to him

“Beautiful whos this man?” Draco asks and I look at him

“Uhh, my boyfriend/baby daddy,” I say and Draco’s eyes widen

“I love you, I spent two years trying to find you again and now I have and I won’t give up, id be a great stepfather,” Draco says and Dean starts sucking my neck marking me

“Dray where are you going to stay, honestly you should just go back and find someone else ok,” I say attempting to detach from a dean

“Seriously, you choose him?” he asks and I nod

“He’s the love of my life, and the father of my children, he is my choice” Draco nods sadly and leaves

“Any other exes coming for what’s mine,” Dean says

“Uh no, Jon is about 12 centuries behind in technology and Finnick died after I told him, I mean spencer might but he’d have to figure out how to build a universe jump machine and that’s assuming he fell in love with me as well” I laugh and Dean looks jealous

“Dean you are my number one always” and he smiles kissing me hard we go back to the bunker and

“Momma momma, some strange man is here for you,” Artemis says and I smile down

“Well it’s not nice to call Sam a strange man” I joke picking her up walking in to see spencer and sam having a debate

“Sam hun, why the fudge is my daughter still awake, its past midnight” I snap and sam looks at me

“Right ill do that,” I say handing her to him

“So you have a daughter,” Spencer asks

“And a son” I respond and he looks at me

“You know its not fair that you kissed me as you faded away, I had to exit a closet without you and explain what happened, Garcia was pissed” Spencer joked

“Whos this baby girl,” the Dean says wrapping his arms around me

“This would be Spencer, one of the other people I fell in love with” I respond and Deans grip on me tightens

“Leave” he snaps and I smack his shoulder

“No ring you’re still not married but you’ve been back for two years, and by Artemis, age id assume you two where together before you met me,” Spencer asked and I nod

“Well uhh then I should probably tell you that the team came with me,” he says and my eyes widen

“Take me to the team,” I ask and Dean looks at me

“Dean baby, darling, my love come to meet the best people ever with me” I beg and he nods as spencer takes us to a hotel and I smile as I see morgan outside

“Derek” I yell and he turns around and I run and hug him tightly

“Yo shes here” he Yells and everyone comes outside, Emily and JJ hug me and Hotchner shakes my hand and Garcia she hugged me until I couldn’t breath

“Guys meet the father of my children,” I say and introduce Dean

“Wait, children? Whos the godparents” Emily interrogates and I chuckle

“Well the godfather is deans brother Sam and we dont have a godmother” I smile and then Derek frowns

“She has kids, guys she won’t be coming home with us” Derek looks down

“You won’t?” Garcia asks and I smile at her sadly

“No, I won’t, I have the love of my life here, an exhilarating job and two beautiful babies I can’t leave,” I say and Spencer looks down

“Spencer can I talk to you,” I ask and he looks at me as we walk to a more private area as to not get profiled

“Spencer I’m so sorry I didn't think you even felt the same,” I say and he looks at me

“Was it even real, did you ever even have real feelings for me?” he asks and my heart breaks

“Do you remember when we were talking about what we would want to name our future children if I ended up staying and having a life? You know how you said, Liam?” I ask tears in my eyes

“Yeah what does that have to do with anything?” he asks

“My son’s name is Liam,” I say and his eyes widen as tears slip from my face

“Come back with me id be a fantastic father to your kids and we could have our own future together,” he asks and I wipe the tears away

“Spencer I can’t, I can’t take Deans kids away from him and I won’t leave them and as much as I love you, he is my ride or dies, he is my person, he is the love of my life I’m so sorry Spencer I can’t,” I say and walk back to the group wiping the tears away and see dean and Derek laughing

“Guys as happy as I am to see you and as much as I appreciate it go home, please” I smile and their faces drop

“Can we meet your kids first?” Garcia asks and I nod

“Come over tomorrow morning okay then go home,” I say and they nod, Dean and I walk back the bunker and get in bed

“Do you want to leave with them?” he asks and I look at him

“A little bit yeah, but not just because I fell in love with spencer, they became the best of friends I could ever have in two short weeks and it was different than with you and Sammy, I never had to worry, but I’m not going Dean you are my ride or die! Forever!” I say and he smiles

“You’re my ride or die, baby girl Forever!” he smiles and we fall asleep the next morning I have a little girl jumping on me

“Momma your friends are here” she jumps on our bed and I jump up catching her and spinning her around

“Ok let’s go” we walk out and I go grab Liam and bring them out

“Everybody these are my babies, Artemis and Liam” I smile and I look at Artemis

“These are your uncle Derek and uncle Aaron, and aunt JJ and Artemis this is your godmother Emily and aunt Penelope, and Liam your godmother is aunt JJ, and I look at Penelope

“The next ones yours” I wink and she giggles

“Whos he,” Artemis asks pointing at spencer

“That’s your uncle spencer he’s the smartest man you will ever meet” I smile and she runs over to him and starts asking him about everything and anything

“I'm so sorry that you all have to go but the longer you stay the less I wanna stay and I can’t go I’m sorry” I smile threw the tears as Dean walks in and Artemis runs to him and I hand him, Liam

“Daddy, uncle spencer is super smart and he knows all about history” and I watched as Spencer’s face dropped as she called Dean dad, a few hours later they walked out and I hugged them all goodbye and once everyone was out the door the tear started to pour down my face and Sam ushered the kids into a different room

“Dean I can’t breathe I didn't think it would be so hard to say goodbye to them.” I cry into his chest as he holds me

“Because I love you I’m telling you this, go with them if you want to, take the kids, if you want to go I want you to be happy, choose spencer if you want” Dean whispers in my ear and I look at him.

“No I want to stay here, but I want them to stay here as well but they cant their universe needs them,” I say and he nods holding me until the end of the tears.

“Ride or die! Forever” I say to him and he nods

“Ride or die! Forever” he says back and I smile at him

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nevrgoinoutastyle2876 · 4 years

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Hey so I don’t normally posy other fandom stuff on here but this is my most followed account and I need some advice on a fic. It’s destiel, please tell me if it’s any good and if you like it I’ll post the link to the rest of the story

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"Very well. Have it your way," Crowley turned to Azazel and Alistair, "boys, shall we?" I saw a smirk cross all their features, and before I knew it, Crowley and the others were shoving me and my friends into the water.

My name is Castiel Novak, and I'm a mess.

One big giant mess. Let me tell you about my day, how it went from good to bad, and how I ended up getting pushed into a lake.

Today, it was summer. Well... months into summer. School would be starting in just about six days. I woke up to quickly find out that it was one of the hottest days of the year. The sun was beating down like thick blanket and never left the clear sky. If I had to guess I'd say the kids in my neighborhood were all playing in sprinklers and having fun, trying to make the most out of what little they had left of summer. Since school was starting very soon, I thought that I should possibly do the same thing, and make the most of what I had left of the season.

I woke up early in the morning. I traveled down the stairs to see an all to familiar view. My Dad was no where in sight, probably in his room writing. My mom was sitting at the kitchen counter reading a magazine, completely ignoring the chaos in the living room.

To tell the truth, what was happening in the living room wasn't all that bad, but, still disturbing. Even though I've seen a lot worse go down in that room. The tv was on and Gabriel, my little brother was sitting on the floor in front of it, constantly changing channels. Anna, my sister, sat on the couch. She was pressed all the way to the end of the couch, trying to still sit there while being as far away from the other end of the couch as she could.

Why was she trying to stay away from the other end of the couch you might ask? Well... Luci, my oldest brother, was there, and so was his boyfriend, Michael. Michael and Luci have been dating for about a year or so. I was shocked they'd made it this long, seeing at they were polor opposites. Michael graduated highschool with a perfect GPA and taking a all advanced courses, while being a star football player as well. Now, he's going to college and spends his free time either with Luci or shadowing the doctors at the hospital so that it'll be easier for him to get a job there. Probably as a heart surgeon or something. Also he had a spotless criminal record.

Meanwhile, Luci had probably all E's in his classes before he dropped out. Never once touched a football and spent most of his time smoking weed with the other bleacher-creatures during the games. He was not attending any colleges and was job-less. His free time was spent either with Michael or at the police station, and it sure as hell wasn't for volunteering. I remember a couple times mom and dad refused to bail him out, so Michael had to go do it.

So yeah, I'm shocked they made it a year. But anyways, right now Michael was over and sitting on the couch with Luci. Well, it was more like Michael was sitting on the couch and Luci was sitting on top of him. They were making out. It was disgusting.

They were making weird moaning noises as Michael's hands practically groped Lucifers torso and chest. I wanted to gag.

I soon decided very quickly that I didn't want to be here, so slipped out the front door before anyone would stop me. Mom and Dad never cared if we went anywhere so I figured they'd be fine if I just left for a little while.

I opened the door and quickly went outside. I closed the door behind me and took a step out into the morning air. If I had to guess I'd say it was about 9:00am, the sun was blazing across the sky as I sat down. I let the warm air and occasional cool breeze wash over me. It was one of those, buy ice cream, go to the beach, summer days. I wasn't much of an outside person, but I enjoyed them none-the-less.

I stood up in my short sleeve, buttoned, baby blue shirt, and jeans before I began to walk down the street. My friend Charlie lived a few blocks down from me, and a few blocks down from there lived Dorothy. See, I had friends, but, there was only two of them. I have known Charlie forever, so we were always close. We met when we were probably five. I remember being at the park with Luci when I saw a small red-headed girl fall from the jungle gym. She looked hurt so I ran from Luci to see if she was alright. She was bleeding, but shockingly, not crying. I went to the bench where Mom was. I rummaged in her purse for the Band-Aids I always made her keep in there for reasons such as this.

I helped the girl bandage her arm to stop the small amount of blood. When I finished she turned to me with an incredibly bright grin and said, "are we best friends now?" And ever since then, we've never left each other's side.

Then Charlie met this girl named Dorothy when we first started middle School in sixth grade. She was pretty badass for a twelve year old and she shockingly decided to sit with us. So she became part of our group too. Now sixteen and we were all inseparable.

Charlie was the fun nerd in our group, she always had the best and craziest ideas out of all of us. Her bright and spunky personality made her instantly loveable. Dorothy was a bit more grounded but was always up for adventure, so when Charlie got an idea, Dorothy was the one to make it happen.

I was the downer of the group I assumed, mainly because I always tried to talk them out of their crazy ideas. But they were both stubborn and I bet if they had the chance to go to Oz they would take it in a heartbeat. They never listened to me, and of course, dragged me along with them every time they were up to some shenanigan. Like the day Charlie said we should go downtown and take edgy pictures of the train tracks, so we could be douchy hipster wannabes. The next day Dorothy grabbed her camera and yanked us downtown to the train tracks. That day we almost got hit by said train on the tracks.

See what I mean? Bad Ideas. But I will admit, there has been some good ones. Like two summers ago we were all sitting at Dorothy's house, bored with nothing to do, so Charlie randomly said we should go into town and take some weird class. We spent the whole afternoon learning pottery and making clay. That was fun.

So, in conclusion, I love my friends and their idiotic selves. That's why I was on my way down there now, to go do something interesting. I approached Charlie's house very quickly. Her house was small, probably the smallest out of all our houses. She was an only child and therefore really didn't need that much space. Her house was painted a red-ish orange color, it was like a burnt faded orange kind of. I don't know how to describe it, but it was pretty. Her grass was bright green lined with pink flowers around the house. Cute little white shutters to match with the windows.

The door was a plain brown and I smiled at it before I knocked. I always liked her house. I waited only mer seconds before the door burst open. Charlie looked like she had just been running. She grinned at me when she saw me standing in the doorway.

"I saw you coming from my room and came running." So I was right. She waited a bit before turning to stick her head into the house, "MOM IM GOING OUT WITH CAS!" She called, slamming the door shut immediately after.

I smiled at her again as she linked her arm with mine and started off down the porch steps. Today Charlie was wearing baggy jean shorts that went down to her knees, as well as a Star Wars t-shirt. Her head phones were wrapped around her neck and the cord trailed down her back into her pocket, where her phone probably was.

"Anyways, hi best friend!" She finally greeted once we made it to the sidewalk. I couldn't help but smile, even if it was faint.

"Hello Charlie." I greeted back, watching her long red hair bounce with each step.

"I was hoping you would come by today." She told me, seeming determined. I tilted my head a bit.

"Oh? Why's that?" I asked curiously, taking notice we were on our way to Dorothy's.

"Cant I just wannna see my friend!?... Alsooo when you were sick last week, me and Dorothy went out and discovered something really cool. We gotta show it to you." She sounded excited and picked up her walking pace subconsciously.

We made it to Dorothy's shortly after leaving Charlie's. Dorothy come out almost as fast as Charlie had, giving us her signature smirk before heading out. She was wearing skinny jeans and a brown shirt with her brown hair in a side bun. She was gorgeous I always thought, but not that I was into that kinda stuff.

We started walking down the road together, I started to sweat.

"Man it's hot out." Dorothy complained, sighing and wiping her forehead. Charlie smirked,

"Well duh, that's cuz I'm out here bitches," she grinned as Dorothy gave her a playful shove. I smiled shyly.

"Shut up," she told Charlie, still grinning, then laughing.

"So can anyone tell me where we are going." I asked curiously, changing the topic. I noticed Dorothy smirking.

"You'll have to wait." She told me, causing Charlie to suppress a smirk. I frowned.

"Guys, we are getting far away from town and-" I was quickly cut off by Charlie.

"Oh my gosh Cas, don't be such a stick in the mud. We'll be fineee." She urged, but I wasn't convinced.

"It's just that, you guys don't always have the best ideas..." I mumbled. Charlie looked fakely offended.

"How?!" She questioned while I just looked down sheepishly.

"Well, like... The train incident... that time you almost got us stuck on a flight to India, or when you and Dorothy got me to join your prank fight and we got covered in quick drying paint. Or when we went to the movies and that guy-"

"Okay, okay! You've made your point!" She informed quickly, a flustered blush forming on her face. I couldn't help my grin just a little bit.

After walking for what felt like forever, we were at what I thought was the edge if town. We lived in Michigan, smack dab in the center of the glove, in a town that, if you walked far enough, it turned into all wilderness. I think that's where we were now because on our very long walk we passed a bunch of trees and ponds. Now we were at the end of the dirt road, the very end before it faded into trees.

I would say I was scared, I would say being in the woods made me uncomfortable, I would say we should head back, but, I love nature. Nature is calming and beautiful, how could I say to turn back when we are in the best part of our town?

Charlie turned to me and grinned, Dorothy walked ahead of her. While Dorothy cleared the path, Charlie grabbed my hand and pulled me over to the opening Dorothy made by moving tree branches.

"Close your eyes." Charlie told me, and started guiding me through the forest.

"Please don't run me into anything." I pleaded, not fully trusting my red-headed friend. I could practically feel her eye roll.

"I won't," she grumbled, even thought she probably had been planning too before I stopped her.

"We're here!" Dorothy said, excitement filling her voice. Charlie smiled brightly and let go of my hand.

"Open!" She commanded cheerfully. I let my eyes flutter open and widen at the sight in front of me.

It was an absolutely beautiful lake. It seemed almost deserted. No one was here and it appeared to be a place where no one ever went. The sun was shining bright and created a sparkling reflection in the crystal water. Trees surrounded the entire lake, lillypads and cat tails laid where the water meets the grass. Flowers, exotic ones that were bright orange and neon pink were also by the trees. I was shocked.

I took a step forward and grinned wide. I turned my head back to my two friends who stood behind me.

"How did you-" I started to ask how they found it, but Dorothy was already answering.

"Find it? Easy. We were going for a walk in the woods when, poof! Here it was! No one was here, and we knew we had to show you." She told me, smirking proudly as her and Charlie came closer to stand next to me.

"Well... I love it..." I stutter, speechless. I heard Charlie laugh next to me but I couldn't drag my eyes away from the beautiful sight to look at her.

I wasn't sure how long we had been there. It was a while that's for sure. We sat on the edge of the grass, our feet hanging in the water. We were just chatting about school and such when we heard something. It was yelling and laughing in the distance. The noises we're coming closer and I tensed. I recognized the noises all to well.

It sounded like Crowley and his friends. Fergus Crowley MacLeoud was his full name, but he had everyone call him Crowley. He was basically the head jock at school, despite him not being particularly that athletic. He somehow still made the football team and managed to be the most popular boy in school. He hung out with Azazel, Alistair, Lilith, Abbadon, and a few other of the popular kids. He didn't even like Abbadon, hated her to be exact, but still hung out with her because she was popular and head cheerleader. Lilith was another cheerleader, and incredibly beautiful at that, but very rude, she also had a little sister four years younger in Gabriel's grade. Her name was Ruby. Azazel and Alistair were just super creepy and rude. I hated them both, they always wanted to pick on someone. That someone usually being me.

They all seemed to follow Crowley blindly, except Abbadon, but she cooperated. I could hear their annoying screams and laughs getting closer, so I decided to stand. Charlie saw and stood too. Dorothy looked up at us both.

"Guys, it's okay, nothing's is gonna-" I knew Dorothy was gonna say nothing was gonna happen, and that we'd be fine, but she couldn't. That was because guess who came through the trees.

Crowley and his friends. I'm not typically one for swearing, but I really wanted then to f-off. Dorothy saw them and finally stood as well, glaring a bit as she watched the tree branches move, revealing them all.

"Well, well, well..." Crowley announced in a British accent. Today he was wearing black jeans and a black v-neck t-shirt. Lilith wore a white sun dress and Abbadon wore a t-shirt saying, "the devil made me do it," and jeans. Everyone else wore very similar clothes to Crowley.

"Why are you here?" Dorothy asked bravely. Crowley grimaced.

"This is our spot so I'll have to ask you the same question." He growled, clearly very annoyed. Charlie jumped next to me.

"Anyone can come here, it's not just your spot." Dorothy spat, taking a step closer. No no Dorothy stop. Why do you have to be so brave?

"I suggest you leave before someone gets hurt." Abbadon threatened, pointing a pale, flawless, slender finger at Dorothy. Her nail was long and painted a bright shade of red that matched her lips perfectly.

But obviously, Dorothy wasn't going to back down. "Excuse you, but who the hell do you think you are. You don't own us." She snarled in return. Abbadon looked offended at her words, almost recoiling. A scowl formed on her sharp features. Then before I knew it, Crowley, Azazel, and Alistair were walking over.

I gulped, wishing that Dorothy just kept her mouth shut. Crowley stood right by us with his minions behind him.

"Leave." His one word filled the whole forest with venom and left a sting right in my throat because suddenly I couldn't speak. And even though Crowley was shorter then me, chubbier then me, and probably less strong, the way he carried himself made him so much more intimidating then I ever could be.

"We aren't leaving." Dorothy stated harshly. Crowleys stern facial features quickly changed and he back away from me and grinned.

"Very well. Have it your way," Crowley turned to Azazel and Alistair, "boys, shall we?" I saw a smirk cross all their faces, and before I knew it, Crowley and the others were shoving me and my friends into the water.

If someone reads this and likes it, please let me know and I'll post more chapters

#dean winchester #destiel #castiel #winchester #deancas #sam winchester #deanwinchester #castiel novak #castielnovak #fanfic

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Minimalism with Money - How to get out of debt quick and easy!

We spend too much money on things we don’t need. Rather it is some splurge item you found on Amazon to the pack of Oreo’s at the grocery store (I am guilty of this). We have all done it! Its not something to be ashamed of, BUT it is something that you should be aware of, something that you should be conscious about. A Huffington Post Servery from 2012 states:

"Half of those surveyed do not set monthly savings goals for themselves, according to the survey. Of those who are spending more than they earn, 36 percent are dipping into savings, 22 percent use a credit card and 8 percent are borrowing money in other ways."

This is crazy! I know people in my own life that will spend up to 80% of their monthly income on stuff that they don’t need, things that they can do without. For those who don't know me. My name is Clarice Quinn Taylor, and I used to be just like you. I am just like you in many ways still. I have issues with my money. The biggest issue I currently have is my $6000 in debt that causes me to have to rethink everything I do.If you are in the same boat as me or fast approaching it, this channel and this video is for you.

So a little background into who I am. I am currently 22 years old with a sitting $6,000 in debt. A few years back I was just out of high school, working at Starbucks part time making about $500 a month and spending way more than that on crap I didn't need. I was buying video games, going out and paying for my friends dinner, spending money on my new to me 1973 Chevy Camaro That I spent over $6,000 of my savings to get and restore. Yes, the smartest thing I could possibly do with my money while I was currently running up my Credit cards paying for this expensive lifestyle was to go and buy an expensive car that cost too much in gas. Long story short I was just like the majority of people with a spending problem. Spending money that I didn't have on things that I didn’t need or really have a use for. Around the same time I got very interested in Video Games and decided to go and buy a brand new $700 Xbox and a brand new custom built gaming computer that cost over $2,000. After all these purchases I still didn't feel complete.

That is the point I am trying to make. These purchases, these items. Belongings. These items I have surrounded myself with did me no good whatsoever. They didn't serve my future. Yes, a cool car and a nice computer is nice but for a now unemployed 20 something girl that has dreams of moving to Los Angeles, Ca these spending habits would not do anything but harm to myself.

So, fast forward to three months ago. I am sitting in Los Angeles, Ca spending over $1000 a month on rent, food, car, etc.. you may be asking yourself, "Clarice, how does this have to with minimalism and money? you’re just telling us that you are terrible with money and cant stop spending." Well here is the huge change that came into my life this past April.

I am sitting on My phone scrolling through Facebook, watching Netflix on my desktop computer and mindlessly watching a YouTube video about cool things to buy on amazon that I hadn't collected already and suddenly something dawned on me.

WHAT THE HECK AM I DOING?! I have been sitting here for the last three hours doing nothing. I moved to La to start a modeling career and do acting! What the actual fuck am I doing with my life. This needs to stop.I took a deep breath and closed my MacBook and set my phone down, and opened a new link to YouTube and typed in the following.

"How to minimize your phone usage"

The first video that showed up was a guild on how to set up your phone like a minimalist and how to start using it less.

This took me down a rabbit hole of minimalism. It started with my phone. I got rid of my fancy colorful wallpaper and chose the black background that had no picture on it. Next step I deleted almost every app I had on my phone INCLUDING FACEBOOK! and then organized it to fit my workflow schedule so I could be more productive.

From here I found a few videos on how to minimize debt, your schedule(So I only do things that I want to do) and everything in your life, including money. I will be making videos on all of these things, but for now. I want to start with this big one thing.

How becoming a minimalist will improve your pocketbook and cause you to spend less on stuff that you don't need and in result help you get out of debt.

This first step is easy:

1.) Start a Budget:

What I suggest is start a budget for yourself, either online or on a sheet of paper. The first month you do this. Don't make any changes to how you usually spend money or anything. You can even take a look at the previous months spending's and write them down and from that you can tally them up and know exactly how much you spend each month. I personally use a app called Mint, it is a budget app on your phone and your computer that helps you manage your budget, go over goals that you want to set for your finances and tracks your spending. I have known about this app for year now but I only recently started using it to its fullest potential! You can even link mint with your bank account, credit cards and savings account to automatically track all of your spending and this will give you a clearer picture of your finical health.

After you do this you will be able to have a overview of your spending and be able to manage your money in a clearer way now that you can see it all.

2.) Take a Hard Look at Your Debt and Find a Way Out.

One thing most people my age and even older don't realize fully is the strain of having massive debt causes on your life, and even your ability to do the things that you want. After setting up my budget with mint and getting everything that I wanted, out in the open I realized that the amount I was spending per month to pay it off was less than the monthly interest on my debt itself. Lucky for me a friend told me about this really helpful company and App called Tally. What this company does is pay off your credit cards every month and clump them into a single payment that you pay to them, and lower your APR on top of that.

So For example, I have three credit cards all at 25% APR, I am paying about $50 on each card and with my interest charge every month I am paying about $20-$25 a month in interest charges EVERY MONTH on each card. SO in short about half of what I am paying is going straight back into my debt with means it will take me about 25% longer to pay it off if I were to just pay off %0 every card a month. Now if I was paying just the minimum amount of $25-$30 a card that is basically like me paying $5 off my debt every month. This is assuming I am not spending anything on credit at the same time.

With this, it is easy to see how personal debt can pile up so quickly. That is why I like Tally so much. They actually have me a APR of 15% and they would pay off my credit cards up to $5,000 and make the monthly payments on my cards so I didn't have to pay each card off and deal with the APR on each. and once all of the cards are paid down you are only left with paying tally one lower easy payment a month. Now that you have a lower payment you have more cash flow to either pay off more debt OR you can stop using your credit cards to buy things and you can fast track your way out of Debt.Lastly, Tally right now will give you $50 just for signing up towards your first card payment when you sign up with my link! You're welcome! <Join Tally>

3.) Cut Ties with Credit Card Debt

- This is probably the hardest step in minimizing your debt and stopping spending on things that you don't need. If you are serious about getting free from debt I want you to right now. Go and get a pair of scissors and cut up all of your cards and throw them away. This way you will no longer be able to use them and you do NOT need the card to make any payments whatsoever. Just do it, thank me later. This step was the quickest, but the hardest part of this whole process.

After I did this it took me about a year to pay off all my debt, loans and cards to become free from debt and become the best version of myself. And after you do this, you can no longer use these cards to spend spend spend and eventually with smart budgeting and using apps like mint and Tally(Like I do) you will be one step closer to finical freedom and finical success.

I will be writing these posts every week to give you a better idea of my journey and to keep giving you tips on how to unlock your own personal finical freedom! It is hard to do this but with my advice and help I know you can get to where I am today and become the best version of yourself.

#Money #Minimalism #Money with minimalism #minimalist #money advice #Money managment #Tally app #Mint app #credit card debt #freedom #financial freedom #financial succuss #get out of debt #debt relief #money magic #financial diet

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apricotstone47 · 6 years

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Wontorra Interview with Erik Durm complete

W: Welcome to the Unitymedia digitaltalk. Today with BVB-star Erik Durm. We are very happy that he is here with us today, [turns to Erik] because you were inured for a long time and you had your comeback to the squad this weekend. First question: How are you feeling and what was it like to be back in the squad ?

E:I'm feeling fine and of course I was very happy to be back in the squad. Sadly this was my third long-term injury ,so its even nicer to be finally back again. This counts for me but as well for my family and friends they are all happy that I'm back again. (unimportant stuff) W: As I said, 140 days are a very long time. How did you deal with that, not able to do anything. How did you tackle this challenge and how did you distract yourself or maybe even work off ? E: Well it is more work off than distract myself. But as I said this was my third time and I wanted to be out of Dortmund, so I went to Munich for my reha and that was really good for me. Both physically and mentally. My family and friends often visited me and I was in regular exchange with our other injured players. It was helpful for everyone of us to share their “Misery” with the others. So it was good. W: Now that you are back: What are your personal targets for 2018 ? E: I think I’m saying this ,every year but I want to stay healthy and without any injuries... with everything else I will see what comes. And it would be of course cool if we would reach the Euroleague final. But, and that is something I’ve learned in the past three years: the health is the most important thing. W: Sunday Dortmund played 0-0 against Wolfsburg. It was your first game on the bench. How would you evaluate this match ? E: Yeah... both teams had their problem entering the match. But nethertheless we played forward and we had two to three very good chances. We can live with that point, especially because the other teams played a little bit for us as well. Now it is our turn to beat Berlin on friday and take the three points hime, and then we are good in the table.

W: During your injurytime a lot of things have changed here in Dortmund. Peter Stöger, thats how the new coach is called. Now that you have trained under him and collected first impressions... what is your feeling about him ? E: He is a very pleasant, good coach. He have a lot of fun in the training right now, and I think that is good for all of us. But I want to say that Peter Bosz was also a very nice guy and a very good coach. But sadly it didn’t worked out very well at the end, for whatever reason. - Therefore we are happy that we have Peter Stöger now. By now I can’t tell much about him, for obvious reasons, but I know that it makes a lot of fun to train on the pitch with him. W: The next tasks for the team are Berlin away and then Freiburg at home. What are the targets the team set themselves for this matches ? E: Of course we want to win both of the games to get 6 points, so we can take back the second position behind Bayern again. Thats our big goal and I believe that we have the squad to make this. Especially because more and more injured players are coming back. I’m positiv that we can make this. W: Dortmund’s new player, Manuel Akanji, what is he like ? Did you meet yet ? E: He is a very calm guy, like everybody from Switzerland I think. He is nice, a good boy and the two trainings we had together, he trained well. He seems to be down to earth. That is all I can tell by now. W: During our talks the first questions arrived from the fans. Lets talk a bit about you. What do you like to do here in Dortmund ? E: Oh.. privat... ehm... the obvious stuff... doing much with friends, like playing a small billiard-tournament, I like to stay at home, to relax and to watch a bit netflix. Nothing spectacular. W: Its a big discussion topic, that former football players had a bit more freedom. Because todays players are under more pressure, people expect more from them, in sport way. What are you thinking of this ? E: I believe so. Football got even more professional in recent years, and I am saying this with the hope that i wont hurt anybody. [Nobby Dickel enters the conversation and says to Erik: “ Well now i listen very carefully Erik”] - Yes Nobby, well I think we today are a bit more professional than you back then. [Nobby: I dont believe so] And thats why I think, an I#m speaking for me and my team, we don't really need this going out and drinking and partying. [Nobby: But It ca help sometimes ? To get your head free or to calm down when you are a bit angry?] Yes maybe but for me.... I have to be honest I dont like it.. and I am happy about this. [Nobby: Maybe we two should go out some day ?] W: So if you cant tell us something about the clubs and pubs here in Dortmund, because your are not familiar with then, you can tell us something about the atmosphere in this stadium. We all now, the atmosphere here is unique. The fans want to know how you experience this on the pitch. E:Of course we can hear the fans when we are playing. I mean you are sometimes in like a tunnel, when you have the ball on your foot or when you into the game but i hear them when I run to the side line for a throw in. Or I hear them when the match is paused for a bit. I still get goosebumps, especially when I look at the Südtribüne. It was also a good feeling being back on the bench, and experience this again. - I think for a football player there is nothing more beautiful then coming in our stadium, going onto this pitch. And of course it is even more beautiful if you are able to play for this team. And get the support. W: What were your three Top-Moments here in the Signal Iduna Park ? E: (thinks for a longtime) For me, of course the match were I scored my first Bundesliga goal against Hertha BSC Berlin. To be honest i was a bit shocked that I’ve scored that goal, I wasn't prepared for this and strangely enough I ran away from the Süd.. I ran towards Schmelle because I didn't know where to go and what to do..... And the other two ....Derby wins.Because of the atmosphere....Any my first championsleague home match against Marseille. W: This are really special moment. Now we have the first fan question. Who is your [football] idol ? [laughs] And there is Nobby Dickel waving. But you can be honest Erik. E: After Nobby... my first idol was Luis Figo when I was a little boy... W: [interrupts] Excuse me but I have to tell a personal story here. I met him once in a holiday. He was in the same hotel and I was so excited that i went to him like a groupie and asked for a picture with him.He is really such a big player.... E: I would have done it like this too..... I think. But like I said as a kid i idolized him because he was so good at Real Madrid and I think that was my first jersey wich my dad has bought me. A Real Madrid Figo jersey. Furthermore I was a big FC Kaiserslautern fan back then and of course Miro Klose was a hero for me.. that why it was so special for me to play the world cup with him. Those two..... and Nobby... those three are my big idols W: You brought up the World Cup, maybe you could look back and tell us how you experienced this summer ? E: I still didn't processed all the experiences I`ve made, there was no time for this. It was such an extreme year. I was retrained from striker to right back and right wing, had my first championsleague game, like I told earlier, a year later I was able to go to Brazil and we won there and became World Champions. For me, my family and for my friends it was something like the highlight of a carrier. Many things changed after that. I was world cup winner and everybody knew it, so they measured me on this. It wasn’t easy for me. Also because this year Dortmund didn't play well. I think we were on place 18 back then... again an extreme. It wasn't easy to deal with this positiv and negativ extremes. W: Now in 2018 we have a World cup again. What do you think ? How possible is it for the german national team to become world champion again ?

E: I think we are one of the top-favorites. We have really good players and I believe it will become hard for Löw to pick the right players for Russia. Germany is a tournament team and thats why I think that we are top favorites alongside France and Spain. W: What would be your dream final ?

E: Difficult.... Germany against France with a happy end for us.

W: Who is the best player you’ve ever played with ?

E: First of all I play with so many really really good players together. Though I have to say that Ousmane Dembélé was really special with his technique, speed and his understanding of the game. So I think he is the best Player I’ve ever played with. He made things in training, where I felt.. yeah.. a bit stupid to be honest when I was his opponent. Because he is so good... W: A really nice story. Why BVB and not FSV ?

E: I assume with FSV they mean Mainz. Mainz was my youth club. I was in the A-youth.. and the Coach and the Vice Coach from Wolfsburg, which we played on the weekend, were my first coaches in Mainz. Mainz wanted to keep me back then, but they had a few problems with the headquarters and we couldn't reach the same level, and then Dortmund contacted me. As Kloppo went trough the door, shook my hand and told me that there is also a chance for me playing Bundesliga in Dortmund, I knew that I wanted to play for Dortmund. W: You said you shot your first Bundesliga goal agains Berlin. Maybe you can score your next goal against Hertha next weekend ? Would be a good time. E: Yes the time would be good, but first I have to get in the squad. This is the most important thing for me. The coach has good options and we have a lot of fit players. I will be happy If I’m in the squad and its important for us to take the three points back home. W:And to stay healthy. Thank you very much Erik for this open talk

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Mouth Like Heaven, Kisses Like Stars

aka, the time when everything goes downhill and bellamy just goes down.

(or, bellamy called clarke princess again so obviously i had to take that and run ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ )

wc: 2 417 rated: E read on ao3 here

“If you keep frowning like that, you’re going to get stress lines before you’re thirty.”

Clarke doesn’t even bother to glance over at Bellamy, who’s leaning against a tree and definitely not helping while she looks for the herb they came for.

“As if you’re one to talk,” she scoffs.

“I have a youthful glow,” he shoots back. “I’m going to continue looking twenty three even when I’m well into my forties.”

“If you live long enough to be forty,” she mutters under her breath.

There’s the sound of his foot hitting the undergrowth as he stands straight once more. “Clarke,” he says, the fond teasing cadence of his voice from before all but gone now.

“I know, I know. Stop talking about death so much.”

“You need to loosen up, princess.”

“I have no idea how to that.”

She can hear him shuffling around until he’s right behind her and she turns to look up at him, his overgrown fringe falling into his eyes like a sheepdog’s.

“Well,” he starts, “You can read a book, take a walk, try to knit. Maybe even join Harper for some beat time on the train dummy.” He pauses and then throws her a wicked smirk. “And there’s also sex of course.”

She doesn’t quite choke on nothing, but comes fairly close to it.

“Come again?”

“That’ll help loosen you up even more.”

“Bellamy.”

“Alright, alright,” he says, holding his hands up in surrender. “It was just a suggestion.”

“Yeah, well, it’s not one I can take seriously,” she says mulishly, trying to keep her pout at bay, “I don’t exactly have a line of suitors waiting at my door.”

He’s silent for a moment, long enough that Clarke actually glances up at him to make sure he’s okay.

His eyebrows are knitted together in a slight frown, the kind he usually gets when he’s trying to work out a difficult problem. Finally, he meets her eyes again and says, almost hesitantly underneath his mask of bravado, “Well, I’m always here to lend a helping hand if you need it, princess.”

Clarke actually chokes this time, and it feels like all the breath has been knocked out of her.

“Really.”

“I’m here at your service,” he says, eyes dark, dropping to her mouth when she gnaws on her bottom lip. “Whatever you need.”

“You talk big game, Blake,” she says, albeit shakily as she neatly steps away, though not before her hand grazes against his lower stomach. There’s a muscle jumping in his jaw, and she has to bite back a smile, leaning against the hood of the rover.

Never one to be outdone, Bellamy saunters forward until he looms over her, an indolent smirk making itself known.

“Is that so?” he rumbles out, resting his hands on either side of her hips atop the rover, effectively caging her in.

Clarke lifts her chin, looking him dead on in the eye. “Why don’t you put your money where your mouth is?” she hums, lifting a hand to delicately stroke it over the pulse fluttering in his neck.

His own hand comes to trace her jaw, soft and delicate as if she was made of glass. She wants to scoff; Bellamy of all people should know that she’s not some porcelain doll to be guarded at all times. But then he tucks back an escaped curl, letting his fingers drift over her chapped lips, and a pang of longing hit her, so strong that she finds herself leaning into him.

“Maybe I should,” he murmurs, eyes hooded and dark, and then he’s leaning in to close the gap between them.

For all the teasing words between them, the first kiss is tentative.

It is tentative, and soft, and she can feel the silent question mark tacked on the end of it when he begins to pull back, nose bumping into hers.

Clarke pulls him back by the collar before he can get too far though, rolling up on her toes and pressing him close. He actually groans when her hand slides into his hair, and the kiss turns heady, open mouthed and desperate.

There was a fire underneath her skin, burning and tingle, blazing even higher when he finally hauls her against him, her softness matching up with the hard planes of his chest. The arm that had snaked its way around her waist rises higher, pressing the boning of her corset into her skin, and gasps out loud at the bite.

“Take it off,” she says, voice husky and raw when he traces over the lacing with shaky fingers.

He doesn’t need to be told twice, undoing the knot faster than she thought possible, hands dipping beneath her shirt before the corset it even hits the ground. They go immediately to her breasts, grabbing and squeezing through the worn fabric of her bra, and she fucking keens, thrusting her chest forward. His mouth slips onto her jaw, and he mutters a curse when his thumbs sneak into the cups to brush against her nipples.

“Off, off, off,” she chants under her breath, head thrown back in bliss while he buries his face in her neck, all scraping stubble and wet mouth.

“Later,” he promises hotly, tweaking her nipple one more time before his hand slides down the length of her torso, fingers dipping beneath the lip of her pants. “First, I wanna taste you.”

And, god, if her panties weren’t wet before, that would’ve done it.

A low whine leaves her throat when she hears the metallic rasp of the zipper, and Bellamy huffs out a laugh against her neck, a hand sliding to her ass and giving it a good squeeze.

“Someone’s eager,” he murmurs, tracing distracting patterns down her stomach.

Her hips cant forward of their own accord. “Not eager,” she says, voice wobbling. “You’re just a tease.”

He tuts, pressing a whisper of a kiss to her jaw before pulling back. “Well I should fix that immediately then,” he says, fingers curling in the waistband of her pants and underwear, pulling them down ever so slowly as if he were unwrapping a present. It makes Clarke shudder, even more so when he finally sinks to his knees, all red lips and mussed hair, painting a pretty picture.

“Patience, princess,” he whispers, after she whines again, mouthing the crease where her hip meets her thigh, “I’ve got you.”

A breathy moan flows past her lips when she feels his breath ghost over her, his thumbs rubbing gentle circles into her outer lips and making her tremble.

His eyes are molten when he glances up at her beneath his fan of lashes, sending a brand new wave of heat skittering down her spine. “This okay, right?” he asks, flicking his thumb slowly over the hood of her clit.

“Yeah,” she sighs, eyes fluttering shut at the annoyingly gentle pace he’s set, “So fucking good.” Her legs widen of their own accord, and he rearranges her so that one is thrown over his shoulder and the other is spread to the side. Her boots are still on, she realises, but he doesn’t let her think about it for more than a second, leaning in and sucking a mark on the inside of her thigh, and she can feel her heartbeat pulsing in her body.

She’s two seconds away from being totally and completely wrecked, and he hasn’t even touched her in earnest as yet for fuck’s sake.

“What do you want, princess?” he asks, his voice reduced to a low gravel while he continues to rub her clit in firm, tight circles, chipping away at her sanity with each turn. “Fingers, mouth, both?”

“Ah, fuck, both,” she pants, already writhing in place atop the hood of the rover. She digs the heel of her foot in between his shoulder blades, trying to draw him closer. “Put your mouth on me, Bellamy. Please.”

“As you wish,” he says with a smirk that she’d normally itch to wipe off his face. Instead, it just makes her moan low in her throat, hips lifting up in an attempt to rock up into his his mouth.

She’s dripping when he finally licks into her, a broad swipe of his tongue all the way up her slit, and her hands immediately go to his hair, anchoring him there. Bellamy groans, a low, obscene noise from the back of his throat when she pulls, and it sends a new wave of wetness through her, her cunt tightening around nothing.

“Fuck,” he grunts, before his hands land on her ass with a resounding smack. She startles at the contact at first, but then he’s kneading into her flesh, soft sensual strokes that go in time with his tongue, and she finds herself whimpering, hips jerking up in search of friction.

He takes pity on her at last, switching from long, flat licks, to closing his lips around her clit and sucking while a solitary finger teases the entrance of her cunt before slowly pushing in.

“Shit,” she breathes, muscles clamping down on it almost immediately, and he sentiments are echoed by Bellamy as he pulls away, rearranging himself more comfortably on the rough forest floor.

His mouth and chin are wet, and he’s breathing heavily as he looks up at her through hooded eyes, finger still massaging her inner walls. Clarke’s no better off, spread out like his own personal feast, skin stained pink with pleasure, sweat gathering all over.

“Like that, princess?” he asks with a smirking, slowly pumping it in and out.

She can only nod, especially when he takes it upon himself to rub that soft patch of nerves that she can never reach on her own, making her spasm.

“Want another one?” he asks, and he doesn’t even wait until she’s finished nodding, slipping another finger in with ease, pumping them with renewed vigour.

“Oh god, Bellamy,” she cries, her legs almost clamping shut around his fingers, only to be stopped by his free hand.

“Gotta give me some room to work here, princess,” he says, wicked mouth curled up in a smirk. “Don’t worry, next time you can run show.”

“I’m- ah- I’m holding you to that,” she says, voice hitching as he picks up the pace, mouth once more latching onto her clit.

He’s all out teasing her now, long, careful swipes of his tongue, alternating between flicking her clit and sucking on it. Clarke feels like an elastic band pulled taut, that fire licking up her insides burning brighter and higher, and it’s only a matter of time before she snaps, especially if Bellamy continues like that, carefully memorising and bookmarking each of her reactions.

When he adds another finger, her mind goes white, and she’s pretty sure she keens at the sudden feeling of fullness- a sweet, stinging fullness that has her seeing galaxies in her back of her eyelids and gasping out his name as she slid further to the edge, just waiting for that final push that’ll take her there.

“I know, princess, I know,” he croons, grinding his thumb into her clit, “I know what you need. But you’re not going to come yet, not until I’ve properly tasted you.”

He pulls his fingers out with an embarrassingly wet sound and she only gets half a whine out before he fucks her open with his tongue.

“Oh, fuck,” she moans, hands slipping from his hair to grasp at his shoulders as she slumps over him, body wound tight. It’s only his hand, a bruising force against her hip, pinning her in place, that stops her from falling off the rover completely. “God, Bellamy.”

It’s ten times rougher than he was with his fingers, and he makes a hungry sound against her cunt when she cries out, voice harsh and panting in the open forest. He’s so rough and so good to her, all wet mouth and unrelenting fingers, that she begins to come almost immediately.

Clarke doesn’t scream, not quite, but she does black out for a moment of complete bliss, pleasure humming in her veins, and when she comes to, Bellamy is still lapping at her, cleaning her up with little kitten licks until she grabs him by the collar of his jacket, pulling him up.

He goes willingly, groaning into her mouth when she licks the taste of her cunt off his mouth, a little sloppy and messy, but her limbs are still shaky from the mind blowing orgasm, so she can’t be blamed, not really.

“You are far too good at that,” she breathes, once they pull back for air. Her hands have returned to his hair, carding through it and trying to work out the knots that she put there in all her twisting and pulling.

He flashes her that lopsided smile, the one she loves so much, and says, “I’m taking that as a compliment,” before leaning back into kiss her again.

It starts off chaste, even though she can feel him hard and hot against her hip, but then Clarke opens her mouth underneath him, and Bellamy groans low in his throat, licking into her. She can still taste the tang and salt of herself on his tongue, and she just groans again, deepening the kiss as her hand drifts down to grasp his belt.

Their interrupted by the harsh crackle of static from the radio before they can get any further however, and they both pull back, breathing harshly.

“We should probably be getting back to camp,” he says regrettably, dropping his hands from her waist.

She makes a sound of displeasure, twisting her face. “Probably,” she sighs, sliding off the rover and into his space. She’s still half naked, pants in a crumpled, sad heap a couple paces away, but Bellamy keeps his eyes on her face.

“Raincheck?” she offers, palming him through his cargo pants and throwing a cheeky grin over her shoulder as she steps away to get the rest of her clothes.

He comes up behind her when she bends down to pull up her pants and grinds into the curve of her ass, both of them groaning with it. “Definitely,” he growls, nipping her earlobe before stepping away.

By the time she’s got her pants on and in place, Bellamy is already making his way back to the driver’s seat, fucking whistling as he goes, and she can’t help but smile as she lets her eyes trail up and down his figure.

Raincheck indeed.

#bellarke #bellarke fanfiction #my writing #nai did a thing #smut #i posted this last night but i forgot to post it here #to be continued #hopefully #mouth like heaven kisses like stars

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destielstuffandthings · 6 years

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Chapter 28, Declarations

The room fills with a bright white light as a piercing sound rips through the air. Dean's face contorts in agony and screams out. Castiel flits over to shield his human. Sam covers his ears, though it doesn't do much. A trickle of blood seeps out over his ear lobe as the noise grows louder. Eremiel stands staring at her brother proudly. Sam squints his eyes looking in Gabriel's direction. Gabriel shoulders heave up, producing huge silvery metallic wings. They span across the entire room, slicing into the marble like it's nothing and crumbling anything they touch. The light begins to fade and the sound lessens as Gabriel's true form is revealed. Sam begins to stand, staring in awe at the angel before him. He takes a step forward before turning to see his brother crumpled on the ground. "Is he alright?" Sam asks in a worried tone. Castiels hand flutters over Dean checking for any injuries. "He's fine, Sam." he reassures him. Sam slowly begins walking over to Gabriel.

"Gabe?" he calls quietly. He stands in front of the angel, staring at his God given wings. He reaches out to touch them. Gabriel's eyes flash open, a piercing swirling blue. He balls his fists and pulls his shoulders in close, retracting his wings. They snap into his body and disappear. Gabriel's eyes soften as the light disappears from them. "Sam?" he says quietly. "Yeah, hey I'm here." Sam says, resting a hand on the angels chest. He smiles and pulls his man close to his chest, wrapping him in a hug. "I'm so glad you're here, baby boy." Gabriel sighs. Sam pulls away. "Are you alright? Are you healed?" he asks, looking over the angels body. "Better then ever." he smiles. He wraps his arm back around Sam and pulls him in close and kisses him deeply.

Castiel help Dean to his feet. He groans and holds on to his angel for support. They look over to Eremiel who is watching the kissing couple. Suddenly she raises her eyebrows and averts her eyes. "Um, we--" she stutters. Dean looks over to his brother who is now passionately kissing his angel. "I think we should leave." Castiel mutters. "Yeah like five minutes ago." Dean grunts. Cas looks over to Eremiel and says" Thank you for everything sister." Dean throws her a little salute and they disappear. Eremiel leaves a split second after.

Gabriel's hands lightly slide down Sam's back, turning his shirt into shreds that fall on the floor behind him. His finger travels down to his pants button and it immediately clatters to the ground. "Is this even allowed?" Sam chuckles. Gabriels eyes burn into Sams. "I don't know, and I don't fucking care."

Dean opens his eyes and looks around. "Where are we?" he asks curiously. Castiel is looking over a field of beautiful flowers swaying in the breeze. A crystal clear stream runs behind them, babbling quietly. He turns to his human. "This is the garden of Eden." he whispers. Deans eyes widen. "What? Are you ser--" he narrowed his eyes and hunched his shoulders, trying to hide in broad daylight. "Are we even allowed to be here?" he whispers. Cas chuckles and takes Deans hand, leading him down a small path lined with purple flowers. "Oh, whoa." Dean gasps. Castiel walks up and places his hand on a gigantic tree the size of a small skyscraper. "This is Gods first and most magnificent creation. It only seems fitting that I bring his second." Dean flushes red. Cas turns to face his human. "I have loved you forever, Dean. Even before you were born. I waited eons for you. You are my purpose in life. I cannot imagine it without you. It would be meaningless. You are mine and I am yours." Deans eyes fill with tears. "Did you just quote Game Of Thrones?" he sobs. Castiel chuckles and takes his humans hand. "Yes, yes I did." he smiles wide. "Dean Winchester, will you marry me?"

"I think we broke a few commandments." Sam laughs, turning to Gabriel. They're laying on the floor covered in sweat. "Ya think?" he grins. "Especially when you did that thing with the--" Sam elbows his angel in the rib. "Hey, you loved that thing." he scowls. They both laugh and Gabriel kisses the top of Sams head. He pulls Sams face up with a finger and looks into his eyes. "I love you, baby boy." he says, cupping his mans face. Sam closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. "Finally," he sighs a laugh, "I love you, too." he smiles and presses his lips against Gabriels.

There's a small knock at the door. "Um, if--if you're decent, I need to come in." A quiet voice says. Sam looks up at Gabriel and panics. "You shredded my clothes!" he hisses. Gabriel let's out a loud laugh and stands up. "Just put on what you can." he grins. He hops on one foot while pulling his jeans on and walks over to the door. He pulls it open and Eremiel is standing there with her arms crossed. She looks Gabriels body over and raises her eyebrows, averting her eyes quickly. "I need to take the tablet." She says matter-of-factly. "Well come on in, m'lady." He says, opening to door wide. Her heels clack across the floor and echo off the cracked walls. She walks briskly past Sam who is lacing up his boots. She gently reaches down and picks it up as Sam joins her. "Don't you have a shirt?" she asks, keeping her eyes on the tablet. "I, uh, I did but--" Gabriel laughs and snaps his fingers. Sam looks down and his old shirt is back in one piece on his chest. Sam scowls. "You couldn't have done that two minutes ago?" Gabriel laughs and pats his mans shoulder.

"I can't believe he found this. I wonder where it was." Eremiel whispers. "The tablet? Umm, I think that's pretty obvious, sweetheart." Gabriel huffs, pointing at his chest. "No, idiot." Eremiel scoffs. "The shroud of Turin. The real one."

"What? You're joking." Sam gasps. He walks over to it and reaches out his hand before quickly retracting it. "Can I--I mean, is it allowed?" he asks, turning to Gabriel. Eremiel scrunches up her face. "I don't know.." she hesitates. "Oh come on, Ermy. Let the boy have some fun." Sam smiles. "It's a once in a lifetime opportunity. I mean, how many people can say they've touched the actual shroud?" he wonders out loud. "Seven." Eremiel and Gabriel answer at the same time. She sighs and gently holds it out to Sam. "Be. Careful." she warns. He nods, reaching out his shaky hands. She places it in his giant palms. A bolt of lightning shoots through the roof and blasts through Sams body. He steps back in sheer agony, screaming out as white electricity courses through his veins. In an instant isn't gone, leaving them all in shock.

"What. The hell. Was that?" Sam yells. "Aw crap. I'm too late." a voice says from behind them. They all turn to see Chuck standing there holding a plate of chicken wings. Eremiel gasps and immediately bows. Gabriel slowly kneels. Sam stands there with his eyes bulging out. "My king!" Eremiel sobs. "I'm so sorry, my king." Chuck sets the plate down and wipes his hands on his pants. "C'mon guys, seriously. Please get up. This makes me very uncomfortable." he reaches down and helps Eremiel up then runs his thumb over her chin. She wavers at the touch. "And really, Gabe?" he narrows his eyes at the kneeling angel. Gabriel slowly stands up and holds his hand out to Sam. Chuck walks over and picks up the shroud and holds it to his chest. "I never thought I'd see this again." he sighed. "After Balthazar scattered my heavenly objects to the wind I asked Castiel to keep an ear out for it. I cant believe he found it."

"Can you expl--What just happened to me?" Sam asks worriedly. "Oh. It's simple really. After all that stuff in Jerusalem," he waves his hand in the air, "I brought it up here. It seemed fitting that this be its final resting place." Sams eyes are still on Chuck. "I, uhh, well, I decided to bequeath it with celestial powers." he shrugs. " Eremiel gasps and covers her mouth. "Oh. My. Dad." Gabriel says in shock. Sam looks around at everyone. "Can someone please tell me what the hell is going on?"

Gabriel whispers just one word. "Nephilim."

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superblyjovialtheorist-blog · 6 years

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