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jellytoru · 2 years

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Wonderland ( The Umbrella Academy)

(Five Hargreeves x Reader)

Masterlist

Chapter 4: " Why is it wet? "

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Seven children walked out of their mansion followed by their robot mother and a chimpanzee, some of them held a black umbrella individually as they all stopped in their tracks at the courtyard, they formed a half-circle while Luther walked forwards and stopped at the centre, in his arms holding the urn of their father.

" Did something happen? " Grace asked, earning a worried and confused look from the siblings.

" Dad died, remember? " Allison answered

" Oh, Yes. Of course "

The Séance then offered some of his cigarettes to his little sister who was beside him, Y/n looked at it before grabbing one and placing it on her lips then Klaus happily lighted her cancer stick.

" Is Mom okay? " the Rumour asked

Diego looked at Allison before answering, " Yeah, yeah, she's fine. She just needs to rest. You know, recharge "

" Whenever you're ready, dear boy " Pogo told Luther, who took a deep sigh then took a couple of steps forward and opened the lid of the urn, dumping the ashes.

" Why is it wet? " Y/n asked then turned her attention to Klaus who made a face, " What did you do? " she added quietly

" I may or may not have spilt it " The Séance answered resulting in Y/n shaking her head in disappointment.

" Probably would have been better with some wind " The Spaceboy claimed as he awkwardly look at his family.

" Does anyone wishes to speak? " Pogo asked though not a single sibling dared to say anything, " Very well... In all regards, Sir Reginald Hargreeves made me what I am today. For that alone, I shall forever be in his debt. He was my master... And my friend, and I shall miss him very much... He leaves behind a complicated legacy—"

" He was a monster " Diego cuts off Pogo, Y/n chuckled as she puff out smoke, and Klaus beside her laughed.

" – He was a bad person and a worse father " the Kraken carried on, " The world is better off without him "

" Diego " The Rumour warned only for the Kraken to glare at her.

" My name is Number Two. Do you know why? Because our father couldn't be bothered to give us actual names. He made mom do it " He carried on

" Would anyone like something to eat? " The robot mother asked, trying to lighten up the mood.

" No. It's okay, mom " Vanya quickly replied

" Oh, Okay "

Diego steps forward, " Look, you wanna pay your respects? " then faced his family, " Go ahead but at least be honest about the kind of man he was "

" You should stop talking now " Luther demanded

" After everything, he did to you? He had to ship you a million miles away " The Kraken snarled at Luther, " That's how much he couldn't stand the sight of you! " and pointed his finger on Spaceboy's chest.

Luther couldn't handle his anger and throw a punch at the Kraken who easily avoided it. Both of the males let out grunts as they both throw more punches at each other. Klaus cheered at them in the background, Allison took a step back while Vanya gently grabbed her mother's arm and they both step back; Pogo tried to stop both males but none of them listen.

Klaus then quickly holds out his arm to push back both Five and Y/n behind, The Boy slaps his hand on the Séance. Y/n shakes her head and puffs out one final smoke before throwing the cigarette butt at the ground.

" Come on, big boy! " Diego mocked Luther who throws another punch only to be avoided once more. The Kraken uses both his fist and then his elbows to land a punch at Spaceboy's back, Luther lets out a grunt of pain but still fought his brother.

" Stop it! " Vanya shouted

" Hit him! Hit him! " Klaus cheered on both males who kept throwing punches at each other.

Pogo had enough and let out a sigh before turning his back from the scene and excusing himself. The siblings and mother just watched the males as they fought, getting closer and closer to Ben's statue.

" Get off me! " The Kraken raged as Spaceboy held him by his shoulder, Diego struggles to get out of his brother's hold. Y/n place her hand on her forehead and started to massage it, a headache is starting to form from the lack of sleep.

" I'm not wasting my powers for them " Y/n stated and turned her body away from the scene and started to head inside the house.

" I don't have time for this " Five snarled and followed the female inside the house.

When Y/n got inside the house, she throws the umbrella to the side and headed straight to the kitchen, Five followed suit he followed the female teen as she phases around the kitchen, and he leaned his back at the wall.

Y/n turned around with a tea bag in her hand and then walked towards the cupboard to grab a teacup, " Clean cup, clean cup! Move down! " she said as she began to boil some water.

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17 years ago

Nietzsche once said, " Man is as a rope stretched between the animal and the superhuman. A rope over an abyss. It is dangerous looking back, a dangerous trembling and halting. "

Seven children wearing green jumpsuits were standing at the bottom of the stairs, looking at their father and their sister who is beside him to start. Sir Reginald shut his notebook close then nodded his head at Vanya to blow the whistle and six of the children began to race up the stairs.

" – As much as you strive for individual greatness, and strive you must, for it won't come to you of its own accord... You must also remember that there is no individual stronger than the collective. "

Y/n just watched as her sibling's raced upstairs, she stood on her ground. Reginald looked down at his daughter waiting for her to do something. The girl then used her gravitational ability to herself and flew up surpassing her siblings and giving them a mocking smile. Number Five then mimic her by using his spatial jump.

" That's not fair, they're cheating! " Diego shouted

" They adapted "

" The ties that bind you together make you stronger than you are alone "

A buzzing noise that came from the machine was heard all over the mansion, Klaus and Allison had just finished having their tattoo on their left wrist. Diego was now seated on the chair as the tattoo artist is doing his job.

" They will make you impervious to the pain and hardship the world will thrust upon you "

Grace took a step forwards and tried to place her hand on her second son's arm but Diego flinched away avoiding her comfort. Grace took a step back and turn her head at her husband then sends him a reassuring smile, Reginald nodded his head in return before glancing at the four children seated on the chair waiting for their turn.

Y/n was biting her knuckles in a way to ease up her mind, she then turned her head at Five, he had an uneasy look on his face, the boy occasionally moved his left foot that was resting on his right knee and gulps down making his Adam's apple to bobbed in his throat. Y/n removed her hand from her mouth and placed her left hand on Five's foot that caught his attention and turned to face her.

" We're gonna be alright " She assured and removed her hand only for Five to grab it back and held her hand for comfort.

Vanya who was at the top of the staircase watches her siblings with jealousy and sadness as she wasn't gonna have a tattoo similar to her siblings. She place her left wrist on the flat surface of the rail and began to draw an umbrella symbol similar to her siblings with a marker.

" We can accomplish anything when we accept responsibility together. This is what creates trust "

Reginald was sitting on the side of the bed, staring at his daughter with a soft look. He then pushes the button that he places on his daughter's temple.

Number Eight suddenly but slowly blinked her eyes open and a vivid image of their father is what she saw.

" Mr Dad " she murmured before drifting back to sleep, cuddling the bear on her chest.

Reginald hoists the blanket to her chin before going back to his office. The static and buzzing sound came from the monitor on top of Reginald's table. The monocle man kept looking up and down while taking notes on his crimson notebook, he pushes the button to change the camera angles in every room of his children before stopping at Number Seven's bedroom.

A worried expression with a hint of fear was present on his face, the beeping sound got intensified.

" Together, you will stand against the reign of evil "

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Vanya solemnly grabs her medicine bottle and opened it before grabbing one of her pills and then plopped it inside her mouth, swallowing the pills dryly. Vanya then turned around when she felt a presence behind her.

" Don't waste your time " she began, " Diego's right, I shouldn't have come "

" This is your home and always will be " Pogo replied, " Should I get you a taxi? " he offered

" I already called one. But thanks " Vanya said then a horn honks from outside, " That's me " and turned her back and headed straight to the door.

" Uh... I hope you know your father loved you very much " Pogo told the female, " In his own way "

Vanya stopped in her tracks, " Yeah, well, that's kind of the problem, isn't it? He shouldn't have let Y/n suffer so much "

" Your sister deeply understands your father "

" That's the problem- she's too kind of her own. Take care of yourself " Vanya replied before walking out of the door.

" You as well, Miss Vanya " Pogo bid as he walked towards the door and watched her get inside the van before closing the door shut.

" Where's Vanya? " Allison asked as she got inside the kitchen and saw her three siblings. She then sets down her black trenchcoat behind Y/n's chair as she sips her tea.

" Oh, she's gone " Klaus answered while hugging a guitar in his chest.

" That's unfortunate " Five stated making Y/n turn her head at the Boy.

" Yeah " claimed the Rumour.

Y/n saw the French press coffee in his hand and a disappointed scowl was present on his face.

" An entire square block, forty-two bedrooms and nineteens bathrooms but no- not a single drop of coffee " The boy snarled and sets down the coffee presser.

" He only had a shit ton of tea " Y/n commented before sipping at her cup.

" Dad hated caffeine "

" Well he hated children too, and he had plenty of us " Klaus commented as he laughed that making Y/n choke on her tea.

Five placed his hand on her back and pats it, he then sent a glare at the Séance, Allison offered her sister a handkerchief and Y/n accepted it and then wiped her mouth.

" You caught me there, Klaus " she commented

" Sorry, sissy "

Five shakes his head, " I'm taking the car "

" Where are you going? " Klaus questioned as he sets down the guitar and then leaned forward.

" To get a decent cup of coffee- I'm taking her with me " Five replied then the female teen stood up from her chair and grabbed the Boy's hand.

" Do you even know how to drive? " Allison questioned then crossed her arms at her chest, sending a sceptical look at her brother.

" I know how to do everything " the Boy answered before spatial jumping outside together with the female.

" I feel like we should try and stop them, but then again, I also just kinda want to see what happens "

#five hargreeves x reader #number five x reader #the umbrella academy #tua x reader #x reader insert #five hargreeves x you

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dxncingwithastrxnger · 1 year

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Alex’s Christmas Sleepover 2022!!!

Okay, okay, sooooo

Last year I started this way too late and I also, like, completely failed and didn’t get any of my story requests done, so I greatly apologize for that 😅😅😅 BUT to @shadyrunawaykingdom, @corner-emo, and @sevenmillionpsychos, if you still want the same stories that you requested previously, I will write them this year and they will be the very first stories that I put out from this. If you want a new story instead, just let me know and I’ll do that instead. If you’d like to request another story along with your previous one, that’s perfectly fine, just know that your new story requests will go into whatever list I have going after your previous requests are done. If you need a reminder on what story you requested last year, let me know and I’ll tell you!!

So, now, here’s how things will go. Below, I’ll have listed the characters that I’m currently comfortable writing for categorized by fandoms, as well as different symbols relating to christmas and whatnot. You get to choose if you want a moodboard or story (if you pick story, you automatically get a moodboard as well, please keep that in mind), as well as what character or characters you’d like in it. If you want a story, you get to choose what type of story (smut, angst, fluff, comfort, etc. as well as any combinations - any characters I list that are canonically younger than 18, I will be aging up unless you ask for a scenario that requires them to be younger, just no asking for there to be smut while the character isnt aged up to 18+) as well as if you’d like a shorter story (Around 500-1,500 words) or a longer story (Around 2,000+). You then get to also add in any of the christmas symbols that I list and voila. I shall create something for you 😌

I do ask that you go through this whole post in order to create your request. Also, if you want a specific version of a character (ie, Emo!Wanda Maximoff, Dark!Lizzie Saltzman, Season 3!Eddie Munson, etc., etc..), then please let me know!! You can just fill out the information below and let me fill in the blanks with whatever comes to my mind or you can give me a specific scenario along with the other things as well, it's entirely up to you!!

Duration: 12/08/22 - 01/31/23

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Ships:

[Polyamorous ships are allowed for both of the following]

📖 - Character(s) x Reader (Please specify platonic or romantic)

👩 - Female, Transfemale

👨‍🦱 - Male, Transmale

🏳️‍🌈 - Enby, Other (Please specify)

🚢 - Character(s) x Character(s) (Please specify platonic or romantic)

Characters:

[Crossovers are allowed!!]

MCU:

✪ - Bucky Barnes/The Winter Soldier

⍟ - Steve Rogers/Captain America

⎊ - Tony Stark/Iron Man

⧗ - Natasha Romanoff/Black Widow

४ - Loki Odinson

🕸️ - Peter Parker/Spiderman

➳ - Clint Barton/Hawkeye

ᱬ - Wanda Maximoff/Scarlet Witch

⩔ - Sam Wilson/The Falcon/Captain America

🥂 - Pepper Potts

🔫 - Yelena

🏹 - Kate

🥥 - Bruce Banner/Hulk

🍄 - Jen Walters/She-Hulk

🪄 - Dr. Stephan Strange

🔨 - Thor Odinson

🐍 - Sylvie Laufeydottir

🦯 - Matt Murdock/Daredevil

Stranger Things:

🌼 - Robin Buckley

🐉 - Mike Wheeler

🤱 - Steve Harrington

📷 - Jonathan Byers

📒 - Nancy Wheeler

🍃 - Argyle

🍁 - Gareth Emerson

🧠 - Dustin Henderson

👮‍♂️ - Jim Hopper

🎸 - Eddie Munson

😇 - Joyce Byers

🏀 - Lucas Sinclair

👙 - Karen Wheeler

🦸‍♀️ - El/Jane Hopper

🎶 - Max Mayfield

💏 - Will Byers

📣 - Chrissy Cunningham

🇷🇺 - Dmitri Antonio

🥃 - Murray Bauman

Lucifer:

😈 - Lucifer Morningstar

🥀 - Rory Morningstar

👑 - Chloe Decker

🚓 - Dan

🥽 - Ella

💼 - Charlette

🔪 - Mazikeen Smith

🍎 - Eve

🎓 - Linda Martin

📿 - Amenadiel

The Originals:

🐺 - Klaus Mikaelson

⚖️ - Elijah Mikaelson

🪞 - Rebekah Mikaelson

🧿 - Freya Mikaelson

🪬 - Vincent

🔮 - Davina Claire

🗝️ - Camille O'Connell

👠 - Hayley Marshall

🏏 - Kol Mikaelson

🎀 - Aurora

🧨 - Keelin

🧬 - Marcel

Legacies:

⛓️ - Penelope Park

🧳 - Josie Saltzman

🗡️ - Hope Mikaelson

🧭 - Cleo

🚨 - Ethan

🚀 - MG

🎠 - Lizzie Saltzman

🥊 - Jed

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😊 - Cute

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🌇 - City

🌄 - Country

🏖 - Vacation

💒 - Married/Wedding

💍 - Engaged

🐹 - Pets

😝 - Silly/Weird/Crack

😴 - Sleepy

🤒 - Sick

🥳 - Party

🤰 - Pregnancy

🛍 - Shopping

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⚔ - Era AU (Specify which, please, 1800s, 1860s, 1940s, 1980s, etc.)

🏍 - Bikers

👻 - Spooky

🦇 - Vampires

🎒 - K-12

🏫 - College

These were all the ones I could think of, but if you had others in mind, that's perfectly fine as well!

Remember, you can put together as much as you want as long as it makes sense!!!

🖼 - Moodboard

📸 - Number of Pictures

🌈 - Color(s) Theme

🧱 - Background Color

🚫 - No Background Color

Christmas Symbols:

🎄 - Decorated Christmas Tree

🌲 - Non-Decorated Tree

🎁 - Presents

🎅 - Santa Claus

🤶 - Mrs. Claus

🧑‍🎄 - Elves

🎶 - Caroling

🕯 - Christmas Lights

⭐ - Stars

❄ - Winter

☃️ - Snowman

🌿 - Mistletoe

🔥 - Fireplace

🍽 - Food

🍪 - Desserts

🦌 - Reindeer

🛷 - Sled

🧤 - Gloves

👒 - Hats

😌 - Blankets

👕 - Sweaters

🎂 - Holiday Desserts

☕️ - Hot Chocolate/Apple Cider

🌨 - White Christmas

⛸️ - Ice Skating

🧣 - Scarf

Again, if you can think of any others that you would like to use, I am perfectly fine with that!!

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Guys, you can request as many stories as you want, just remember that these things all take time!!! Just let me know what your requesting in a reply, ask, reblog, dm, etc. Anything at all!! Just please let me know!! And if you have any questions, definitely feel free to ask me!!!

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crashdevlin · 5 years

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Keeper of the Stars-2: Fated

Author’s Note: A multi-part sequel to Some of This Isn’t Bad

Summary: Y/n was a fan of the Supernatural book series who wrote fanfics and attended the conventions. After meeting the boys through Becky, she stopped being a fan and became a hunter. When she shows up at a hunter wake, she doesn’t expect the Winchesters to remember her, and doesn’t expect the argument that breaks out between her and Dean.

Pairing(s): Dean x Reader

Word Count: 4255

Story Warnings: 18+ HERE BE SEX, DO NOT READ IF YOU’RE A YOUNG’UN!, fingering, oral (male and fem rec), protected sex

Chapter Warnings: none

You gasped as you stepped through the heavy iron door into the bunker. "Wow."

"Welcome to the Batcave." Dean said, smirking as he pulled the door closed.

"It's weird, but... this is exactly what I imagined when you told me about it."

"Really?" Dean leaned against the railing next to you.

"Yeah. Down to the ancient computer banks lining the wall, there." You pointed down to a set of old beige-colored computers. "Imagined 'em bigger, though."

"That's just part of it. The main computer's in a separate room with a special cooling system."

You smiled. "Well, that sounds about right."

"Come on. I'll give you the penny tour." Dean said, heading down the spiral staircase. You followed him. "This is the big nerd's favorite room." He said, gesturing around the library. You looked around the room, eyes flitting over the spines.

"Oh, my god. Is that an actual Malleus Maleficarum?"

"Yeah. We got some real cool shit in the fiction section, too." He gestured to another shelf of books. "First editions, all of 'em. Dickens, Pope, Jane Austen, Emerson, Thoreau."

"Why's The Wizard of Oz on the Nonfiction shelf?" You asked.

"'Cause Oz is real." You turned to him with a completely disbelieving look and he laughed. "Got a lot to fill you in on."

"Oz... munchkins, Wicked Witches... Wonderful Wizard of-"

"Yeah. The, uh, Wizard was evil, by the way. Well, bad. The Wizard was all the bad shit out of this sweet old Men of Letters legacy. Dorothy and her dad were Men of Letters, too."

"Dorothy was- This is weird. Like, I've had my share of weird over the last few years, but come on. Oz is real? How do you guys stumble into shit like that?"

"Wish we hadn't. Come on, let me show you my second favorite room in this place." He said, nodding toward a hallway.

You smirked as you followed him. "Let me guess... the kitchen? This place must have a huge kitchen."

"Well, it's not huge, but it's bigger than any kitchen that I've ever had. The kitchen I had with Lisa was nice, but it was pretty small and, honestly, Lisa thought I was gonna poison her and Ben so she never let me cook." He chuckled, pushing his hands in his pockets. "There was this one weekend she went on this yoga retreat. She left money for us to order pizza, but I made stuffed sliders one night and meatloaf the second. Ben loved them." He turned right into a doorway and stepped down into an industrial kitchen. He looked around, proudly. "My second favorite room. What do you think?"

"I think it's pretty great. I... haven't had a kitchen in years. I do most of my cooking on hotplates." You moved toward the fridge. "A real refrigerator. I forgot they came in sizes bigger than 3.4 cubic feet."

"Uh, don't open that. It hasn't been cleaned out in, like, a month, so..."

"It can't be that bad." You said, pulling the door open. You immediately gagged at a foul smell and pushed the door closed. "Oh, God, I stand corrected."

He chuckled and grabbed a can of soda from the counter. "It's warm, but do you want one?"

"No. I'm good, thanks." You said, sitting at the little wooden table and looking up at him. "You gonna sit down and talk to me, or what?"

"What, you don't wanna finish the tour?"

You laughed. "I have a feeling that the tour ends in your favorite room, Dean: your bedroom. I'm not here for that."

"Your loss. My bedroom is badass." He sat across from you and popped the tab on the soda can. "So, where should I start? I've given it a bit of thought, you know, but you're in control here, sweetheart."

"Amazon. Go."

"Had a nice time with a... fairly attractive woman, who immediately got pregnant and had a small girl who... Amazons come out quick, grow up fast, and kill their fathers." He bit his bottom lip and sipped the soda. "My daughter was a pretty little blond monster named Emma. Sam killed her... 'cause I couldn't."

You looked down. "That sucks. That'd definitely make me wary of random encounters."

"Yeah. Haven't had many of those... well, when I was a demon, I was... kinda insatiable, honestly. Refractory period on a demon is something I miss. Anyway. Uh, so filling in stuff you missed out on, Sam was doing those Trials to shut the Gates of Hell and it almost killed him. He was gonna let it kill him. He was ready to die and-"

"You refused to let him." You finished for him.

"Exactly. Anyway, the angel that I let in him, he got turned by Metatron. Metatron made him kill- wait, do you know about Metatron and the angels falling?"

You chuckled. "The angels were kicked out of Heaven by Metatron. Metatron: the voice of God. He transcribed the word of God into the tablets that the prophets can read. He decided to try to be God. You tried to stop him. He killed you. I don't know what happened to him after that, but someone must've neutralized him."

"Yeah. Heaven did. He was in jail for a while. Jail in Heaven, doesn't that just make so much sense? Anyway, he tricked Cas and escaped." He tapped his fingernail against the tab of his can. "There was this... this girl named Charlie. She helped us with the Leviathans and this thing at a ren fair and... we told her to forget about us, forget about the monsters. She was a lot like you, though. She couldn't go back to reading her sci-fi/fantasy books when she knew that there was a real world full of monsters and magic. Against our protests, she became a hunter. One of the most... amazing hunters I..." His voice broke, so he cleared his throat. "Sam roped her into a plot to get the Mark of Cain off of me and she... cracked the code to the spell and, uh, it was in this book and..."

Tears popped up in his eyes so you reached across the table and took his free hand in yours. He gave you a tight smile, then nodded. "She died. Killed by the Frankensteins... for the book... She was a good woman, great hunter." He cleared his throat again. "Anyway, she's the one who went to Oz." He adjusted your hands so that his thumb was running along the back of your hand. "There's a witch named Rowena, she used Charlie's code-breaker to figure out the spell to get the Mark off of me. Turns out, the Mark of Cain was... pretty much the lock on the Darkness' cage. As soon as it was off, out she came."

"Wait, how did you guys convince the Queen-Mother of Hell to do a spell for you?"

"Oh, you know that Rowena's Crowley's mom?" Dean asked, smiling slightly.

"I figured it out. When I was possessed, I had access to some of Yala's knowledge. Crowley does not have a good relationship with that woman."

"Crowley doesn't have a good relationship with anybody. Uh, anyway... Sam got Rowena to do the spell by promising to kill Crowley... which he failed at, so then he chained her up in an abandoned distillery and forced her to do it. He was kinda desperate to save me from the Mark. Neither of us could really stand me that way. He went for magic and the Book of the Damned... I went for a meeting with Death."

"Death? The Horseman?" You asked, pulling your hand back in surprise. He nodded, before looking down at his hand. He clenched it, then moved it off of the table. "Really? You were calling me out on my reckless choices?"

"Death wasn't that bad. He was actually really easy to talk to. He helped us with Cas when he went crazy with Leviathan power a few years ago and he helped me get Sammy's soul back. I knew he could help with the Mark. Except... his solution, because he knew that relieving me of the Mark would let out the Darkness, was to send me away. To freakin' Jupiter or something, you know? Somewhere where I couldn't kill anybody, or hurt the people I care about. But he wouldn't do it for free. I was supposed to kill Sammy because Sammy had been willing to die after the Trials and I had prevented that. I couldn't do it. I killed Death."

"You what?"

"Yeah. Apparently, that's totally a thing we could do the whole time. Kinda sucked, 'cause like I said, Death was cool, but it was him or Sammy... so I stuck his scythe in his chest and he died."

"You... so what Crowley tried to get you to do in 'Two Minutes to Midnight'-" You rolled your eyes at yourself. "When Crowley gave you the scythe and sent you into the pizzeria in Chicago, that could have worked?"

"Yeah. I guess. Shit, I forgot all about that." He laughed. "Wow, there's still some fan in you, after all. Uh, so I killed Death, Sam got Rowena to pull the Mark off of me and that let Amara out. Amara took it as me letting her out, because I was the last to bear the Mark, and we had this... connection. A scary connection. I couldn't hurt her. I tried. Somethin' about the Mark..." He took a drink then ran his hand through his hair. "She was pissed at God because he locked her away and abandoned her. I get it, you know, but she was eating peoples' souls and destroying shit, so we had to put an end to her. I couldn't. Like I said, we had a connection that was overwhelming. So, it was up to Sam and Sam started having visions and he was convinced that they were from God, but it turns out they were coming from Lucifer's Cage. He figured that if he got Sam to meet with him that he could convince him to say 'yes' again."

Dean flashed a proud smile. "Sammy stuck to his guns, told Lucifer 'no'." His face fell as he pulled his bottom lip between his teeth. "But Lucifer broke Cas with promises to put down Amara. Cas said 'yes' and Lucifer was let out. Lucifer didn't let on, not for a couple months, but he quietly took back Hell from Crowley and started plotting to take Heaven. Then, we... we track down Metatron to get info on Amara and it turns out that The Darkness is the sister of the Light." He gave you a look, and your eyes widened.

"Wait. God has a sister?"

"Yeah." He smirked. "And, uh, we met God."

You felt your jaw go slack and your eyes widened more. "You..."

"Oh, it gets better." He stood, walking to a metal rack near the fridge to grab a bottle of whiskey. "You've met God, too." He said, grabbing two glasses.

"What?"

He set the glasses on the table and pulled the cork out of the bottle. "The day we met, I noticed you had a signed copy of 'Home' in your purse. It seemed... well-loved. You get that signed in person?"

Your eyes lit up at the mention of the book. "Oh! Yeah. There's actually a neat story with that book. I was at the bookstore with-"

"Then, you've met God." Dean poured whiskey into a cup and pushed it toward you before pouring the second glass.

"What?"

"Chuck. Chuck was God."

"No. What? No, you said Chuck was a prophet." You said, picking up the glass and gulping down two swallows.

"That's what he told us... or rather, Cas told us. Chuck went undercover or something. He wanted to be close to the action instead of just writing it." Dean dropped into the seat across from you again and slid the bottle toward you so that you could refresh your drink. "Guess you and God got something in common."

You picked up the bottle and put it to your lips, forgoing the glass. You set the bottle on the table and looked over at Dean. "I can't believe..."

"Yeah. We, uh, didn't believe it, at first, either. But it's true. Chuck was God and he and Amara jumped ship to go rekindle their sibling relationship. So... Earth is Godless."

"Okay." You said, shaking your head. Your hand shook as you poured the whiskey into your glass, a little past half-full. "Okay. Chuck was God. Did he bring back your mom?"

"No. That was Amara, actually. I went in, ready to suicide bomb her with soul-power, got talking and made her realize that she wanted to fix her relationship with Chuck. As reward, I guess, she gave me my mom back. Kinda. Mom's not quite... she's, uh, out of her element. We're working on it. Baby steps."

"What happened to Lucifer?"

"Oh. He's still out and about, somewhere. Rowena sent him to the bottom of the ocean, but it's Lucifer so he's definitely still around. Cas and Crowley are running him down."

You stood, quickly. "There a bathroom around here?"

Dean looked up at you, a bit confused at your sudden movement. "Yeah. Down the hall, second door on the right."

You gave a tight smile and rushed for the bathroom. You splashed water on your face and took a deep breath. This was big. All of this was big. Lucifer is out and about, Death is dead, Chuck was God. Chuck is God. God handed you the book that started you on the path to meet Dean and told you, flat-out, that it was going to change your life. What an understatement. Why would God have- Why did He want you to be a hunter? A memory hit you and you gasped. You wiped at your face, then opened the bathroom door. Dean was leaning against the wall on the other side of the hall. "You okay? Was it too much at once?"

"Chuck wanted me to be a hunter."

"What?"

You cleared your throat. "That book. The copy of 'Home' that I used to keep in my... in my purse, Chuck gave me that. I was at the bookstore in my hometown. I used to spend all of my free time there. I was lonely and depressed and I used books and-and fanfiction as an escape. I was looking for a new series. I'd just finished reading The Dark Tower series and I needed something else. Chuck walked up and handed me that copy of 'Home' and said... 'This book will change your life', and then he walked away. It was fairly cheap, had an interesting summary, so I bought it. And then I went back and bought the rest. I found the online community, the Supernatural Family, and it did change my life. The friends I made on the internet chatrooms, they saved me from myself, an-and then the conventions... There was this big thing when they put together the first convention and I... I didn't have time to stay the whole night, just long enough to get my book signed. When I saw that... Carver Edlund was the one who gave me the book... I made a joke about him hanging out in bookstores to get his sales up. He said that I was the only one who he'd ever done that for." You took a deep breath. "We talked about you. He signed my book and didn't give it back, immediately. He asked what I thought your character needed in a woman. If you were going to settle down, what would you look for in a wife?"

"Chuck wanted you to... what, help set me up with someone?"

"I said 'Lisa'. You had such a good rapport with Ben and she could handle you if you weren't actively being a hunter." You shook your head. "That wasn't the answer he wanted. He pushed for characteristics, not an already-formed character. I said the woman would need to be funny, a bit damaged but not completely fucked up, that she'd need to be sexual but not a whore... she'd need to recognize your value because you don't recognize it, yourself. She would have to be smart to keep up with you and Sam, strong and capable of taking care of herself but not too strong to accept help when it's required. She'd need to be a hunter, because you'll never not be a hunter." You ran your hand through your hair and looked at the floor in the hallway. "He wrote down everything I said on a pad of paper, then handed the book back. I didn't think anything of it. But... soon after that, I... wrote my first erotic fanfiction. I'd been writing for years, but never... thought of doing anything overtly sexual."

"What are you saying?" Dean pushed off from the wall.

You sighed. "I think I gave... God the blueprint for the woman I am now."

"You think Chuck... wanted us together?"

"It sounds stupid, but..."

"No, it doesn't." Dean smiled down at you. "The day we met, I was drawn to you. It was like you were tailor-made for me. I... shit, I told you the truth about the world for no reason. If that wasn't Chuck interfering, I don't know why I did it." He chuckled. "I'll tell ya, Chuck does know how to play the long game, doesn't he? Gave you that book, set you up to... be what I need, what '06?" You nodded. "Got your input on who you thought my perfect woman would be (spot-on, by the way) in 2010, and three years later has Becky force us to meet at the con."

"And then... you didn't answer the phone for... years."

"So, you became a hunter." He leaned forward, pushing your hair off of your shoulder. "A badass hunter who knows how to ask for help."

"Dean..." You bit your lip and looked up at him. "I didn't come here to-"

"Who are you to deny what God had in mind for you?" He asked, amused.

"A badass hunter who's been burned by you before."

"Okay. Fine. We'll ignore the fact that we were set up on our first date by God. Why don't we set ourselves up a second date? A hunting date. I know you've done Wendigos, but have you ever done a skinwalker?" You shook your head. "Great. Sam's on a skinwalker in Minnesota. Either that or a really angry dog that disappears after it kills. I was planning to go meet with him after you left, but... you could come with."

You bit the inside of your lip and thought it through. If you were right, if God chose you and set your life on the path to be with Dean, maybe you should let it happen. You were not, however, going to fall in bed with him again. "Fine. But I'm getting my own motel room when we get where we're going."

"All right. Sammy's got the Impala so we'll take your Chevelle. And you can tell me some more of your hunting stories."

"None of mine are really note-worthy, Dean. I've never started or stopped the end of the world. I'm just... a hunter, you know?" You pulled your keys out and headed toward the bunker entrance.

"Lemme grab my bag, and you can tell me about your very first hunt when we get in the car."

You sighed and headed for your car, starting it and turning in the stereo. You switched from the radio to the CD changer and moved from your Zeppelin disk to your Taylor Swift 1989 disc. You were certain Dean was going to hate it, but you kinda wanted him to. He dropped his bag in the trunk and pulled open the passenger side door. His nose crinkled as he slid into the passenger seat. "What the hell is this?"

You put your car in reverse and headed for the interstate. "Don't bitch about the music, Dean. House rules. Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cakehole."

His eyebrows came together. "Wait. Did you just quote me... to me?"

"Damn near verbatim from the first book."

"Sammy was bitchin' about my cassettes on the way to Jericho. Man, that seems like forever ago." He made a noise of disbelief, then shook his head. "Turn down the T-swift and tell me about your first hunt."

You snickered at 'T-swift' and turned down the volume. "Well, the first time I decided to check out a case was the last one I called you about. The pretzel guy in Enid, Oklahoma. That's how I knew you showed up. I saw you there, hanging out the window of the Impala like a dog. I bounced after that, but I knew you were ignoring me then so I thought... I figured I already knew the basics of hunting and the rest, well I could figure that out as I went along. First case that I did start to finish was a haunting. A little girl in an old TB hospital in New York. The Ghostfacers went there, but they couldn't find the remains, 'cause most of the bodies were burned when they died because tuberculosis is way contagious. There was a doll, buried on the grounds because they didn't have a body to bury. I found a diary that gave me a roundabout idea of where to start looking. What I found was..."

You shook your head. "It was a mass grave of personal belongings. Dolls and books and eyeglasses and pocket watches and... all of these people's last important things. I burned it all. Several of them... thanked me." You shrugged. "I expected a fight. You and Sam are always getting beat up when you try to burn remains, but they didn't try to stop me. They wanted it to be over."

"That must've struck a cord. I mean, you stuck with hauntings for a while after that."

"Yeah. First non-haunt I did was a demon possession Asa took me on. I was scared out of my mind, thought I was going to be possessed, even though I had my tattoo." You bit your lip. "We tracked it, trapped it and sent it home without a single issue. The vessel even survived. I've never had a hunt go so well, before or since."

"Then Asa took you to bed to celebrate." Dean guessed, twirling the air freshener tree that was hanging from the rearview mirror.

"Don't. Don't do this."

"I'm just curious, okay, because I was under the impression that you didn't do a lot of the one-night stand thing."

"It wasn't like that, Dean. It's not like I go trolling the bars, looking for guys like you who won't care that I won't even be in town next week. It was... With Asa, it was two people who understood each other taking comfort in each other a couple times a year. That's all."

"I wasn't trying to say you were like me. I'm a slut. You aren't." He smiled. "So, you and Asa were a couple times a year. Any other... non-boyfriends?"

"Nah. No boyfriends, no benefits. I had Asa and the gig and that was it."

"I'm sorry, then, that I chased you out of the wake early."

"Eh, it's okay. I got to go get some lonely drinking done and totally didn't have to deal with Jael. It's a plus, in my book."

"Yeah. He was a dick. Took Jody and tried to get us to kill Mom."

"Yeah, and he taunted you all about Asa, right? See, Jody and I, we have a very specific dynamic. We both knew we were both fuckin' him, but as long as neither of us said anything, we were both fine."

"Yeah, how'd you meet Jody, by the way?"

"She caught me trespassing." You laughed. "I was poking around the blown-to-shit remains of Singer Salvage and she caught me. Noticed immediately that my Marshall's badge was fake, took me down for questioning. Which was just a trip to the diner for a cup of coffee and some stories about Bobby. She could tell I was green, suggested I find other hunters to hunt with, but I told her that I was fine. So, she gave me her card, wrote her cell number on the back and said to call if I ever needed anything... Even just to talk."

"Ah, that's why she was the only one at the wake who knew that you met us before."

"I didn't exactly advertise how I got into the business, Dean. Everybody else has dead family members or mutilated friends, I've got a stack of books in a storage locker and a one-night stand. Jody only found out because I got drunk and slipped up."

"A stack of books written by God."

"Yeah, well, I didn't know that 3 years ago, did I? And frankly, it still sounds like a joke to hear it out loud."

"Yeah, that never goes away." He smirked as he looked over at you from the passenger side.

"Stop looking at me like that." You demanded, softly.

"Like what?"

"Like you're imagining me naked."

"I don't need to imagine. I've got a great memory. 'Course, you got a bunch of new hunter muscles I'd like to see up close. I mean, your right hook is..." You rolled your eyes and reached forward, turning up the music.

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Y/N: “I may be younger than you, Ben, but I wouldn’t advise pissing me off. Unlike my father, the original Gilbert witch. I can conjure the elements. Just ask Sebastian.”

Ben: “What did you do?”

Sebastian: “I tried to make him jealous and a storm cloud followed me around for a week. Left me all wet.”

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Hope: “How do you plan on stopping both Ben and Sebastian from going after that monster?”

Y/N: “Well, like Lady Gaga says. ‘I’ll get them hot and show them both what I got.’” *Pulls out a sucker and sucks on it and winks at Hope* “If you know what I mean.”

Hope: *Hand over her mouth with a raised eyebrow*

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The Demigod, the Ripper, and the Heretic

Pairing: Legacies Sebastian x Ben x Male Reader

“This date is so boring, Luv,” Sebastian whines as he and Y/N drive on the roads of Mystic Falls. Y/N was in the driver’s seat as he rolled his eyes at his boyfriend’s comment. “This isn’t a date, Seb. I told you I had a premonition of a car accident and a burned body in the middle of the road.”

“Then why did you invite me?”

“Quit complaining. I could just leave your ass on the side of the road.”

“You wouldn’t, Luv,” Sebastian said.

“Try me,” Y/N mockingly warned.

“You sure this premonition of yours is major? I mean I know they’re all major, but what’s so urgent about this one?”

“I don’t know. I just have this feeling that something important is supposed to happen. And with my uncle Alaric in a coma and Hope with her humanity off. We–I need a win right now. I need to feel like we’re doing something good and helping make someone’s life better,” Y/N said.

“We will, Luv,” Sebastian said. “Together.”

“Thanks Seb.” Y/N smiled as it quickly vanished from his face as they saw a crash site up ahead. The one from his vision. Y/N slowed down and pushed the breaks of the car as he brought it to a stop. Y/N and Sebastian got out of the car as they surveyed the car wreck. A red '75 Corvette.

It belonged to Kaleb, but there was no sign of the vampire–dragon hybrid. There was however, a body lying in the middle of the road, just like in Y/N’s premonition. Y/N and Sebastian rushed towards the body, as it let out a pained groan. The body was burned so badly that it was difficult to identify who it was.

“It’s going to be okay,” Y/N promised. “You’re going to be okay.”

“Y/N, Sebastian!” Both boys turn to see Jed limping out of the wreckage of the car. He had a gash on his forehead and he was clutching his left arm as it appeared to be broken. “Jed,” Y/N said as he ran to his friend and examined him and his injuries. Luckily, none of his wounds were life-threatening. He would be fine in a few hours thanks to his werewolf abilities.

“Jed, what happened?” Sebastian asked.

“Kaleb and I were hunting an Argus from a tip he got from a phone call and we were searching the woods for it when we came across a dead corpse with its skin and eyes gone,” Jed said. “We stopped the monster, and later on, the dead body got back up and That’s when we were on our way back to the Salvatore School to get the body some help when suddenly, Kaleb lost control of his car and wrecked it.”

“Why would Kaleb do that?” Y/N wondered.

“No idea,” Jed said as he walked closer to the corpse. “Are you alive?” The burned body opened its eyes to reveal that they were a bright blue as it gasped out. “Oh, good. You’ve got eyes now.” Y/N noticed the figure couldn’t speak. Only grunt and groan. “But no tongue.”

“All right, we should get you both out of here, then go searching for Kaleb when we come back,” Sebastian said.

“Too late,” a voice says.

Y/N, Sebastian, and Jed turn to see Kaleb walking towards them, dragon wings sprouting from his back. “Kaleb…” Y/N said as he got in front of the burned person and Jed, Sebastian at his side.

“This doesn’t concern you, Y/N, Sebastian, Jed,” Kaleb said. “This is between me and him.” Kaleb pointed to the burned man.

“Well, I’m making it my concern,” Y/N stated. “I don’t know what’s going on with you, but you need to back off, Kaleb.”

“Oh, I’m not the one you should be concerning yourselves with,” Kaleb smiled.

Sebastian frowned. “What do you mean, mate?”

“Umm… Guys?” Jed’s shaky voice could be heard as Y/N and Sebastian turned to where Jed was pointing his finger to. The son of Stefan Salvatore and his Ripper boyfriend looked up at a dark, shadowy figure floating a few feet above them. It opened its blood red, shining eyes as it let out an inhuman scream.

“What the bloody hell is that thing?! Sebastian gasped.

“It looks like a Fury,” Jed said.

“A Fury? Like from mythology? The dog-faced women from hell?” Y/N asked.

“Yup, looks like it.”

“That’s not possible.”

The Fury moved in closer as did Kaleb, and something tells Y/N that they weren’t after them, but the burned body on the ground. The question is, why? “Jed, get in the center with the body,” Y/N commanded as he and Sebastian stood in front of their opponents. “Seb, you stop Kaleb from hurting this person, and I’ll handle the Fury.”

“Oh, sure. Give me the one that can breathe fire from his mouth,” Sebastian joked.

“You’ll be fine. You’re older which means you’re stronger and can overpower Kaleb in a vamp fight.” Y/N looked into the Fury’s cold eyes. “I,on the other hand, have my work cut out for me, as I have no idea how to vanquish a Fury.”

Kaleb charged forward as Sebastian stepped closer too. “Kaleb, mate? Let’s talk this out.” Kaleb threw a punch that Sebastian dodged and threw one of his own, causing Kaleb to stumble back a bit at the older vampire’s superior strength. “You son of a bitch,” Kaleb said as his eyes glowed an amber color.

Y/N looked up at the floating Fury. “I don’t know why you’re after this person, but why don’t you just go back to wherever the hell you came from?” The Fury screeched out and something told Y/N it wasn’t hi. The creature flies fast forward as it weaves past Y/N and towards Jed and the body, its claws out. Just before it got to them; Y/N used his own vampire speed and strength to grab the creature just before it reached them, and threw it back. The Fury tumbled to the hard road as it got back into the air and snarled.

“That was me being nice,” Y/N warned. “Now it looks like we’ll have to do this the hard way.” Y/N made a fist and surged it upward towards the Fury as a stream of fire came out. It hit the creature as it began to wail and thrash at the flames on its body. Y/N thought that would have been the end, but the Fury charged once again towards the young Heretic. Y/N thrusted both arms out as a stream of powerful winds came out and slammed the Fury into a nearby tree as it fell on the ground. Y/N knew that the creature wasn’t finished yet. Not by a long shot. He needed to stop it right here, and now. Y/N waved both hands as the ground beneath them began to rumble and shake as a fissure opened up underneath the fallen Fury as Y/N could see the glow of molten magma under the earth’s crust.

“Say hi to Kai for me,” Y/N said as he blasted the spot of the opening with lightning as it cracked underneath the blast as the Fury fell through the hole and its screeches echoed off the walls of the cavern as Y/N closed the chasm back up.

The young Heretic turned to see Sebastian and Kaleb still fighting. Sebastian had the advantage in strength and speed, but Kaleb had the power. Y/N could see Kaleb’s eyes glow. Kaleb opened his mouth towards Sebastian, his throat filling with a glowing red glow. Y/N speeded toward them just as the dragon’s fire shot from Kaleb's mouth headed towards the older vampire. Y/N blew on the palm of his hand, creating a powdery ice that extinguished Kaleb’s attack.

“Kaleb, you have to stop,” Jed said.

“He made me wreck my car,” Kaleb growled as he looked at the charred man. He opened his mouth for another fire attack as Y/N formed a ball of water in his hand as he threw it at Kaleb, encasing the vampire-dragon in a wall of water. Y/N flung out his hand as he sent Kaleb out of the wall of water with telekinesis as the hybrid fell and rolled onto the road. Y/N carefully walked up to Kaleb as he groaned a bit.

“I’m sorry about this, Kaleb.” Y/N snapped his fingers as Kaleb became unconscious. Sleeping spell. Sebastian came strolling up to his boyfriend. “You couldn’t have done that in the first place?” Y/N rolled eyes, but smiled. “And miss the chance to save your sexy ass? Not a chance.”

Sebastian smiled filthy. “Oh, so you think my ass is sexy, Luv?”

“You know it is.”

Before Sebastian could reply, Jed interrupted. “Guys, I hate to break up your flirt fest, but we need to get out of here.”

“Right, sorry.” Y/N blushed as he walked back towards the burned body. Y/N knelt down towards the man, his clear blue eyes looking up at Y/N, curiously. There was something that Y/N felt when he looked into this man’s eyes. He didn’t know it at this exact moment, but this man was going to prove to be an epic kind of love for both Y/N and Sebastian.

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