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erykahannmarie · 2 years

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I don’t wanna forget this, but I remember the first date I started responding to my hallunicayilns. I was sitting at the Brentwood train station on the steps and I think I said out loud or I responded in my head and I said “I hear you. I believe you I trust you I understand you and I respect you” and then that’s when I just started hearing everything I even remember hearing “she learned how to communicate” as if it was a whisper. Days later I’m going to work at Trader Joe’s and I remember being on the train and can barely keep my eyes open because something felt like it was in my face like you could hear the voices right in your face, and I remember one of them like “I don’t want her to focus on that” and I remember also like this “burha” and it’s all coming back to me. I remember laying in bed and thinking someone did black magic on me and the women in my head saying “bujera” and I also remember a time where their was this voice and she’s like “you were hurting” and I remember crying, I think she said she was a healer or a nurse idk, and then I remember crying over all the shit in my past with mekhi that I never let go off and then I remember it being silent but feeling like people were there (because when you hear the voices you think they’re there and you kinda put faces and delusions to it I think it’s part of the illness) and then I remember it being silent and I remember the voice going “yo ugly” and then I was like “nigga shut up” and then I had to pray so hard and then one of the voices was like “when you bring up that man upstairs” and then I went to sleep or by the time I looked up it was daylight again. That was a tough night don’t think I drank any water in days during those times. I remember hearing the voices one day on my way to the store and she was like “you’re praying wrong you have to say Jesus Christ my lord and savior, and you have to pray for us” and a lot of other things that I remember that I don’t feel like saying. I remember them saying that they trained you in the astral realm and I remember smelling this awful smell and I remember seeing these eyes and going toward these eyes that seemed to be pushing me toward the edge of my own bed. I remember feeling anytime the voices would “move around” sometimes I hear them from all angels and even far away. I remember all the stories I even remember a funny one was like “and I’m a snitch ass nigga and he’s a bitch a nigga and we killed that nigga” I remember the voice in my head calling me a monkey and saying “idc about that monkey” and saying “I’m poor” and I was like “stop calling yourself that” and then them telling me stories how mekhi has like 4 kids or 2 kids from Selena (because that’s literally what I thought) and I remember them saying Benjamin has a son with Brittany and I remember meenacchels voice and she was in Baltimore pregnant by some guy and having a son. And I remember being in Trader Joe’s crying thinking something happened to me and my family and them telling me to come home and that someone was getting shot, and they were confusing me with a girl named Emani. Because my Snapchat was E$. It went on for like a week. and then I remember having so many non stop conversations with them and. I remember the last day the most, I was scheduled to go to work at Trader Joe’s and I didn’t get end up going I just took the subway back home ( I don’t know with what money) and my mom came and got me from the Brentwood train station and I ended up calling the police to the house and then the police were like take her to dash and then I also remember saying to my mom “take me to dash” and I remember being at dash and meeting the black doctor and writing on paper, and being so skinny and the doctor just like shaking her head like “she’s clearly” can’t remember what came after that and then I removed getting in the police car and being at stony brook and STILL hearing voices about how they burned my house and ran in my house and killed everyone in it and killed Brittany and voices are crying and Benjamin’s like “that’s my baby mom” and some other

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goldenlandfiascos · 7 years

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my eternal mood

#umineko #umineko no naku koro ni #emani messaged this to our group chat the other day and i just responded this with no hesitation #my friends are so done with me #my posts

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samanddeaninpanties · 3 years

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Title: send the pain below (where I need it)

Summary: Cas is tired of Dean’s attitude so he spanks Dean’s ass until he cries and comes.

Tags: first time, no safeword, spanking, sub!Dean, brat!Dean, dom!Cas, d/s, team Dean’s red ass, bad BDSM etiquette, discipline, punishment, except is it really a punishment if Dean comes, dubious consent, very brief crying, implied bottom Dean, implied top Cas, coming untouched, cas is so done with dean, some humor, confident cas, cas gives zero fucks, cas in the men of letters bunker, starts off dubcon but ends happily for everyone involved

Tagging: @milfsamwinchester @emani-writes

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“I was wondering if I could pick up salmon or chicken? Really don’t like eating red meat when I can help it,” Sam says. At least Dean thinks that’s what Sam says. The reception is shit and Dean has to strain to hear him - but it would be on par for his little brother. And it’s not like Sam will make it himself, it’d be a waste given what a godawful cook he is. Which means he’s expecting Dean to bust his ass in the kitchen like it’s his fucking job or something. Well, screw that.

Dean pulls the phone away from his ear a moment, scowling at it as if it can see how offended he is. Then he tears into Sam. “No, I’m not cooking you extra food, you can eat the steak and like it.” Dean’s so irritated by Sam’s question he can’t even finish his beer. He abandons it on the cluttered kitchen counter and curls his fingers into a fist. “What the hell?”

Cas responds before Sam, striding into Dean’s space and leans in uncomfortably close. “Respect Sam’s dietary requirements.”

“Fuck off,” Dean says, all bite and snark, jabbing a finger at Cas to really send the message home. “And don’t you dare buy anything besides what’s on the list, Sam.”

“Dean -”

“Don’t be mean,” Cas says, his tone so calm the muscles in Dean’s face twitch.

Dean’s about to punch a hole in something. “I said fuck off and I meant it. Both of you. Unless you two wanna struggle with dinner instead.”

Cas plucks the phone out of Dean’s hand. “Sam? Yes, we’re going to have to let you go. Get whatever you’d like. Dean will be happy to make it for you.”

And then the bastard hangs up and slides Dean’s phone into his stupid trenchcoat.

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#tori writes #destiel #sorry to milfsamwinchester if you didn't actually wanna be tagged i wasn't sure?#lemme know if that was wrong to do on my part

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thatbitchydonutcollector · 5 years

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Where the Wild Things Are

Fenrys x Vaughan Fic : Part V

Kam’s Masterlist : Aly’s Masterlist (which she is making so stay tuned)

Note: Co written with @aly-of-the-wildfire, she deserves half of all credit and she is fabulous. This is the last chapter that is not utterly heartbreaking. We’re sorry.

Word Count: 1,203

Part V

With the wind in his wings and the sun warming his feathers, Vaughan soared high above the treeline with his eyes scanning the ground below.

Centuries old, a hard-edged warrior built to cut enemies down on the field; he found no greater pleasure than flying. The feeling was as glorious as victory. Vaughan felt every movement of the air moving through his bristling feathers. He breathed in as his broad wings cut through the thick of a cloud.

Orynth was the stark opposite of Wendlyn. Vaughan admitted to himself that he missed the ocean. Not even Orynth with its soaring mountains, pine trees, and heaps of ice could compare to the salt-kissed wind of the sea. Nothing could. Vaughan wondered if he would ever long for anything, adore anything as much as he did the ocean.

And then he remembered Fenrys.

Vaughan let out a screech as he let the air guide him down towards the ground. Dodging trees and heavy fog, he spotted an alabaster, furry form amongst the snow.

Fenrys moved swiftly and gracefully as he ran below him. His claws ripped into the snow, leaving massive paw prints the size of a human’s hand. Fenrys made a noise, not quite a howl yet in the same sense, seemingly saying: come closer.

If Vaughan could laugh in his bird form, he would have. Maybe you should sprout wings, dog breath. Vaughan let the air release him. He plummeted, feeling the chilled wind glaze over his wings that were tucked close to his sides. Fenrys whined suddenly, a noise he’d never made and one of concern, so Vaughan dove to Fenrys’s side.

The White Wolf snarled in displeasure.

Vaughan would have responded to him, but the pair reached the tree line and burst into an open clearing. A towering stone manor soared in the middle, the spires seeming to barely brush the clouds.

It became a race after that to reach the estate first.

Lorcan stood, waiting, at the front gate when Fenrys arrived seconds before Vaughan and shifted with a flash of light. His brown skin was stark against the pale of the snow around him, his hair almost blending in. He was beautiful. Those eyes of onyx and smirk of amber could bring worlds to their knees. Namely, Vaughan’s world.

Vaughan swept in and landed in the snow beside his mate in Fae form. Lorcan was staring at them, eyes trailing and arms crossed. “Welcome to Perranth.”

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Perranth was as gorgeous as Orynth, but in a different way entirely. Orynth was sacred, the sign of the stag everywhere Vaughan looked, the hand of the gods seemingly etched into the architecture. Perranth was humble. No castle walls or proud stag standing in the middle of the square. The only large structure was the estate, the rest was of small and quaint townhouses, shops, inns, and restaurants outlined with golden lanterns strung across iron bars. Banners were hanging, rubble was on the streets. Presumably from the destruction of the war. The Valg did not treat the city with the respect it deserved.

And the lady of the land, she was something else. Truth be told, Vaughan had no idea what he had been expecting from the creature who had finally managed to tame Lorcan Salvaterre. In fact, he had to choke back a chuckle upon seeing the tiny, delicate woman; until he looked into her eyes. Lorcan’s lovers had always been fleeting, passionless, and abundant. But none of them possessed the same wisdom and cunning in their gaze as Elide Lochan.

It was no mystery why Lorcan nearly melted in her presence—gods, did he look at Fenrys that way?—until he asked Vaughan, “Where the fuck have you been?” While it was not an unreasonable question, it was one Vaughan had been dreading to answer.

Fenrys saved him from doing just that. “Hello to you too, Lorcan. Long time no see.” “We haven’t seen you in nearly a century, and you decide to show your hide now?” A note of anger hung in Lorcan’s words as he ignored the golden haired warrior.

“What you’re trying to say is ‘Thank you Vaughan and Fenrys for coming so far out of your way to help me protect my home while my lover is healing.’”

The Lady of Perranth snickered at that.

Despite a slight hiss from Lorcan, Vaughan approached where she sat on the chaise with her leg propped up next to her. He kissed the back of her hand and smiled. “I do not believe we have met. My name is Vaughan Emani.”

“Elide,” she said quietly, but not timidly.

Vaughan continued, “You must be something very special to be the lover of this old fae bastard. I must admit, I am already impressed by you.”

“And you must be something very special to have avoided the terrors of the war this past winter, Vaughan Emani.” A glance between his mate and Elide. “And I am not some lover, I shall be his wife.”

Oh, Vaughan liked this girl indeed. She clearly had no intention of being a fleeting tryst in the night. Even surrounded by three powerful Fae soldiers, she held herself with courage and confidence. Vaughan could indeed invision Elide Lochan galloping through a war-ridden field, picking through the dead, hunting for Lorcan. No, she was not to be trifled with.

Vaughan looked at Lorcan and a mutual respect for the woman passed between them.

“You are the Lady of Perranth, which means your husband would take your name.” Fenrys drawled. “Lorcan, that would make you, Lord Lorcan Lochan.”

Vaughan failed to contain the laugh that escaped him.

Fenrys smiled upon hearing the sound as Lorcan replied, “So I have been told.” Elide patted his hand, as if in consolation. Vaughan observed as Lorcan leaned into the touch

A pause, latent with tension filled the room, until he broke it. “So, what sort of ‘criminal activity’ should we be expecting?” He inquired.

He and Fenrys turned to the warrior beside the chaise. Lorcan cleared his throat. “The scouting parties sent out to the border of the city have come back in pieces, or not at all.” There was hesitation in his voice, as he added, “I have yet to investigate.” No one failed to catch the glance he shot to Elide.

The tiny female rolled her eyes. “May I remind you, I survived for years before I met you? I am not some delicate thing in danger of breaking. And I refuse to be the reason you fail to safeguard my territory after it was just rescued by our new queen. I’ll be fine, you stubborn brute.”

Lorcan’s response was cut off by a faint chuckle from Fenrys. The answering glare could cut any lesser male down in a heartbeat.

Before the two could escalate things, Vaughan interjected, “I am quite positive Fenrys and I can handle it. Surely nothing could survive the pair of us.” He didn't imagine the relief that flashed over Lorcan's face. When no one in the room could come up with an objection, the Soldier of the Sea looked towards his mate and smiled. “Care to go hunting tomorrow?”

“I’d be delighted.” The White Wolf replied.

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likeadrug-ff · 6 years

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P R O L O G U E

K A I D E N

“You must think Im one of those stupid bitches you be fucking.” Without thinking I said, “I aint fucking no other bitches but you,” and that resulted in me getting punched in my jaw. Groaning, I held onto my now swollen jaw glaring at her. I knew when I first met her that she was gon’ be the death of me.

“So now Im a bitch? Thats how you feel about the girl you been with for almost two years?” Im just going off what you said, fuck is wrong withchu girl? I thought. Being that she just rocked me, I decided to keep my thoughts to myself and just continued to let her talk. “Im getting real tired of your shit. You think you can run them lame ass lies on me and expect me to believe you! I aint fucking stupid!”

The more she talked the more I was thinking about if I wanted to fuck her or fuck her up. One part of me thought this shit was sexy as hell. Just wanted to bend her thick ass over and watch as her ass clapped against my dick. But the other part of me felt like she was bitching me and tryna act like she was THE MAN in this house.

“You better watch yaself Lon.” I warned her. Now that I did that she couldn't say anything if I retaliated. “Nigga shut the fuck up, you aint gon’ do shit.” I lie to you not my dick jumped when said that and turned her lip up, just like I did. Even though she was standing here looking like a mad woman, I knew she was the one. Been knew actually.

When a bitch start doing the same shit you do when you mad, thats ya bitch forever. I looked down at her hand and seen that she had her fist balled up. “You swing at me again and I swear that’ll be the last time you ever swing on a man.” She must've thought I was playing cause she swung with all her might. I was ready for it and grabbed her wrist. I slammed her back into the wall and got in her face. Breathing heavy and all.

“FUCK IS WRONG WITCHU?!” I yelled in her face. When I saw that tear roll down her face I immediately let her go but didnt move back. “This aint no damn Baby Boy, you better learn to keep ya hands to yaself. Cause the next time you swing and hit me..”

I made sure I was staring in her eyes so she could understand how serious I was. “Ima put a cap in that ass.” She tensed up and right then and there she knew I wont playing with her ass. After staring each other down I finally backed up and went to sit at the edge of the bed. “C’mere yo.” She folded her arms, poked her lips out like the brat she is and walked in between my legs.

I massaged her ass in my hands and looked up at her beautiful wet face. “I know you were at the club tonight Kai. I can smell it all on you.” She still had an attitude and you could hear it all in her voice. “Ok and? I told you I was going to the club princess. It was Jamals birthday.”

She rolled her eyes and pushed my hands away from her ass. I watched as she walked to the dresser to get her phone and when she came back to me she showed me a picture. “You mind telling me what this had to do with Mally’s birthday?” It was a picture of a nigga holding some bitch hand and walking inside of the bathroom.

“Baby that aint even ya man.” My mama aint raise no heart breaker. I aint the type to have my bitch out here getting laughed at cause Im fucking around. I aint never cheated on her in the past and I damn sure aint about to start. I studied the picture good and shook my head.

“I swear that aint me.” “Emani said she saw you there and that this was the same bitch following you around all night.” I had to roll my eyes when she mentioned Emani. I couldn't stand some of her friends, especially Emani. She was always in her business and telling her shit about me. “Look at the picture again Londyn. My arms are filled with tats, where his at?”

When she looked at the picture again she sighed in relief and dropped the phone on the bed. She climbed on my lap and kissed my lips repeatedly. “Im sorry baby. Im just so emotional for some reason and when she sent me that picture I didnt bother to really investigate before reacting.” I just sat there letting her kiss me while trying to say anything to get me to forgive her.

This was her third time cussing me out this week and I was really starting to wonder shit. “Yo wassup withchu princess?” I kept my hands on the side of me as she tried to place them on her thighs. She was craving for me to touch and kiss on her but I was too busy thinking. This shit wont bout to be over with until I got to the bottom of it.

“You been on my ass this whole week basically.” I explained when she gave me that confused look. “I've just been on the edge and so emotional. I dont know whats wrong with me.” I moved her off of my lap and grabbed my keys on the way out of the door. This shit was getting settled tonight.

L O N D Y N

Kaiden had to be gone for only five minutes when I heard him in the driveway. Fucking speed demon. I didnt know what to expect when he came in this room. He could come in here mad as hell and I wouldnt be able to say or do a thing about it.

My heart felt like it was going to pop out of my chest when I heard him walk inside and down the hall to our room. He walked in the room with a bag in his hand and tossed it on the bed. I looked inside of the bag and back to him with my brow raised. “Go take it.” When I didnt move a inch he gave me that “dont fuck with me” face. “NOW!”

I hopped off of the bed with the box in my hand, walked in the bathroom and locked the door behind me. I sat the pregnancy box on the counter and looked in the mirror. I knew I wasn’t pregnant so I didnt understand why I was freaking out at the moment.

Getting myself together I pulled my shorts and panties down and sat on the toilet. I opened the box and read over the directions. I knew what I was suppose to do but I was stalling right now. I took a deep breath and placed the stick between my legs and started to pee on it.

After I was done I placed it on top of a piece of tissue on the back of the toilet. I wiped myself and washed my hands. This nigga was even smart to get the quick response test. My heart was starting to speed up again when I saw the test start to respond. To avoid having to read it right now, I decided to go back in the room.

My sexy boyfriend of one and a half years was laying on the bed smoking a nice fat blunt. He had stripped down to his boxers and looked completely relaxed.

He turned his head and gave me his attention when he realized that I was standing there. “So wassup? You having a mini me or no?” I shrugged my shoulders. “I didnt look at it yet.” I said back softly. He got off the bed with the blunt still attached to his lips and walked past me into the bathroom.

The only thing I could hear behind me was him exhaling the smoke from his blunt. “Well..”

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formidablepassion · 6 years

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@emani-writes asked me this regarding Dean and Cas: “Better question: who climbs into whose lap for an enthusiastic first kiss?“ So here are my first thoughts on that.

Maybe Dean climbs into Cas' lap with false confidence and lays one on Cas, but when Cas is so stunned he doesn't respond right away Dean gets flustered and embarrassed and tries to apologize and get up; Cas grips Dean's hips or thighs tightly and won't let him go until Dean looks at him again, at which point he reaches up and cups Dean's face and slowly pulls Dean down (to give him time to say no) to give him a delicious kiss and then ofc it has to end with their foreheads together as they breath heavy and smile softly at one another before they go completely nuts and fuck each other's brains out.

Or, Cas realizes that Dean will never take that first step so he decides that he just has to do it himself and Dean is rambling on about something that Cas can't stand listening to anymore so he gets up and slips onto Dean's lap and just goes for it. Dean of course catches on quickly and kisses him back, not touching Cas though cause he isn't quite sure what's happening yet. When Cas ends the kiss and sits back a little Dean looks shocked and about ready to bolt as he breathlessly asks “What was that for?” Cas smiles and tells him “I've heard that story a million times, Dean. I figured this was the only way to stop you from telling it again. I am also fairly confident that you wanted to kiss me for a while now but have been too scared to. So I figured two birds with one stone.”

#spn #Dean/Cas #Destiel #drabble #emani-writes #Formidable Writes #fic it #first kiss

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musiczonelove · 5 years

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Nipsey Hussle's Sister Is Filing For Legal Guardianship

Emani's mother has yet to respond. from Tier 2 music sites https://www.bet.com/music/2019/04/30/nipsey-hussle-s-sister-custody-request.html

#Tier 2 music sites

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itsmusicforfun · 5 years

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Nipsey Hussle's Sister Is Filing For Legal Guardianship

Emani's mother has yet to respond. from Tier 2 music sites https://www.bet.com/music/2019/04/30/nipsey-hussle-s-sister-custody-request.html

#Tier 2 music sites

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thayerkerbasy · 7 years

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emani-writes replied to your post “When you get this, please respond with five things that make you...”

I like your take on rules and what to do with them.

Thank you, I rather enjoy my fuck the rules policy.

#emani-writes #replies #fuck the rules #you ain't the boss of me #not spn

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spnpolybingo · 7 years

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Roll call! Sort of... Someone expressed interest in a list of participants so you guys can know that I’ve received your sign up, which is a great idea because it may take me up to a week to make your cards. You don’t have to reblog or respond to this at all. It’s just to let you know that I’ve got your Sign Up. I can’t believe how many sign ups we already have today, you guys are awesome! I’ll post these every few days or so for new sign ups depending on how many new sign ups there are.

@archofimagine, @bonesofaboyking, @callipygianspud, @dreamsfromthebunker, @hideyourdemoneyes, @holydarkhallelujah, @intotheruins, @just-another-busy-fangirl, @loveitsallineed, @rodiniaorzetalthepenquin, @rosemoonweaver, @roxy-davenport , @spn-obsession, @the-grace-of-fallen-angels, @thereisnothingnottobeafraidof, @twxnkdean, @ladysimoriah, @sevindeadlysins, @emani-writes

Thanks guys! :D

#mod post #roll call

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emani-writes · 7 years

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what’s your favorite board game? who wins the war, cats or dogs? if you could live in a small city apartment or a country mansion, which would it be? INQUIRING MINDS WANT TO KNOW

Uhh… I… Settlers of Catan. Dogs (has 2). Probably city? I mean.. I’d prefer the space but I like having things to do even if I don’t take advantage, you know? I want the option.

WHY DO YOU WANT TO KNOW?

#emani responds #casbakespie #asks #my reaction whenever i get these random asks is what the frick?#don't get me wrong #i'm totally down for random weird asks #but they happen so rarely #i'm always startled

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emani-writes · 7 years

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“This wasn’t supposed to happen.” Destiel? Your writing is 👌👌👌

Oh my god, you’re the nicest. Flattery will absolutely get you everywhere. Hope you weren’t looking for fluff because nah.

Word Count: 299

Pairing: Dean x Cas (pre-Destiel really but do confessions count?)

Set during: Uh. Human Cas but not canon compliant.

“Shit shit shit.” Dean pressed a barely conscious Cas up against the grimy alley wall. Trembling hands hovered, momentarily indecisive, over the sopping wound in Cas’ side before Dean willed himself to act. Reaching gingerly, he eased the torn fabric away from the gash, cringing when the formal angel sucked in a gasp and fought sluggishly to pull away.

“Cas,” Dean said firmly, desperation leaking out around the authority in his voice. Glassy blue eyes blinked at him unseeing. God, there was so much blood. “Damn it, Cas. This wasn’t supposed to happen. You were just supposed to be the look out.”

He pressed a hand to Cas’ side, trying to stem the blood flow and grimacing when Cas groaned and whimpered, swatting ineffectively at his hands. “I know, buddy. I know. But you gotta let me.”

Cas mumbled, moaning around what suspiciously sounded like Dean’s name. Dean ignored him, focusing on the task at hand.

“It’ll be okay, Cas. Sammy’s getting the car. We’ll get you all patched up, a quick shower. You’ll be right as rain in no time.”

Shaky hands caked in grime Dean would rather not think too hard about gripped his face, urging him up to meet surprisingly lucid eyes. Too pale lips formed clunky words.

“If… if I don’t make it...”

“What?! No no no no no. You’re fine, Cas. You’re gonna be fine.” Ducking his head, Dean renewed his efforts, pressing more firmly against the now oozing wound.

“...love you,” Cas mewled pathetically, nothing more than a breath.

Dean froze, looking up sharply up to meet Cas’ again dazed eyes. His stomach dropped. Swallowing hard, Dean fought back the tears that blurred the sight of his filthy, blood-stained hands.

Sniffling, Dean muttered. “Love you, too, Cas.”

He didn’t notice Cas’ wane smile.

300 words or less prompt game: Send me a prompt and get a teeny, baby flclet! Feel free to send more than one ask.

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emani-writes · 7 years

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@winchester-reload replied to your photo “@winchester-reload Oh what? Just some preliminary sketches. Don’t mock...”

This is the most glorious thing I've ever laid my eyes upon. I have some thumbnail sketches done for mine but I "TAINT" showin' ya anything til the first!!!!!!

*golf claps* Bravo on the pun.

#winchester-reload #emani responds

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emani-writes · 7 years

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Tag Game Stuff

I was tagged by @dmsilvisart, and if he wasn’t such a hard-ass, I’m sure @thayerkerbasy would have tagged me, too.

LAST

1) Drink: Hot tea because I need to burn the sickness away.

2) Phone call: Husband

3) Text message: Husband. Needed to add to the list I gave him over the phone because, apparently, winter is coming.

4) Song listened to: Whatever was on in the car last time I went out.

5) Time you cried: I made myself literally sob trying not to laugh so hard at a Jenna Marbles YouTube video.

HAVE YOU EVER

6) Dated somebody twice: I guess I went out with an ex once, but it was more hookup than makeup.

7) Been cheated on: Probably.

8) Kissed someone and regretted it: Hahahahahaha

9) Lost someone special: How? Where? Did you hear something? HAVE YOU FOUND THEM?

10) Been depressed: Seasonally.

11) Gotten drunk and puked: I have messed up stomach issues. I don’t even need to get drunk!

THREE FAVOURITE COLOURS

12) Most of the richer, darker shades of blue. Teal. Navy. “Blue” is the accent color throughout my entire house. I could talk your ear off about paint colors.

13) Purple

14) Charcoal gray. Unifying/base color throughout my house.

IN THE LAST YEAR YOU HAVE YOU

15) Made new friends: Computer friends.

16) Fallen out of love: Nope.

17) Laughed until you cried: Usually.

18) Found out someone was gossiping about you: I always assume my siblings are. I have to imagine my group of force-me-to-be-social friends has at some point or another as well.

19) Met someone who changed your life: Probably not. Unless they just haven’t had the time yet. It’s cool, man. I know you’re busy.

20) Found out who your true friends are: This question is stupid and high school. Do other people my age still care about this kind of stuff?

21) Kissed someone on your Facebook list: Husband. And at least one sibling in the effort to be an asshole. And now I am the sick so double asshole points!

HOW MANY/MUCH

22) Facebook friends: Only if I know you in the biblical sense.

23) Pets: Two dogs and a child.

24) Want to change your name: I did change my tumblr name.

WHAT

25) Did I get for my birthday: Two Leonid Afremov prints.

26) Time I woke up: The first time? 7:35. Then I took a nap because I am the sick and Girl Dog woke me at 2:30 to let her out.

27) Were you doing at midnight: Watching Jenna Marbles.

28) Can’t you wait for: The sickness to go away and a solution to the aforementioned stomach issues.

29) Was the last time you saw your mom: About 40 minutes ago.

30) Was something you wish you could change about your life: I wish I had the money right this minute to start tearing out walls in my kitchen/dining room area. Or at least redo my master bathroom.

31) Are you listening to right now: Dogs barking.

32) Gets on your nerves: Dogs barking.

33) Talked to a person named Tom: Why is this a what question? And not recently unless the dude voice on duolingo just so happens to be named Tom.

34) Is your most visited website: Apparently, it’s tumblr though for the longest time is was FFN.

35) Elementary school/primary school: I attended one.

36) High School: I also attended one.

37) College: Again, I attended one.

38) Hair color: Dark brown. Kid Thing would argue it’s black. Kid Thing is wrong, but would argue that regardless.

39) Long/short hair: Medium? I believe the cool kids call it a lob.

40) Crush: Well, I mean... Husband and I each have a 5. Five celebrities that if ever the stars aligned, we could totally bone without fear of consequences? AKA: Shit to talk about to help fill the void of a long car ride. Though just to add to the unlikelihood, I tend to prefer characters celebrities have played verses the actual celebrity himself.

41) Do you like about yourself: I hee-yuck like Goofy.

42) Piercings: Ears. Two on one side, one on the other. Once upon a time nose which I would have again but I feel l’m too old for that nonsense.

43) Blood type: I don’t like to be limited by “type”.

44) Nickname: Emani.

45) Relationship status: Married.

46) Zodiac: Archer.

47) Pronouns: She/her

48) Favorite show: Supernatural, Game of Thrones... I tend to watch YouTube.

49) Tattoos: Nope, though I wouldn’t be opposed.

50) Left or right handed: Left. Husband tells me I’m broken. Because he’s “charming.”

FIRST

51) Surgery: Tonsils

52) Piercings: Ears

53) Best friend: First? The first one I remember was Erica.

54) Sport: Swimming.

55) Vacation: Beach.

56) Pair of shoes: Seriously?

RIGHT NOW

57) Eating: I’m not. Though I did have peanutbutter toast and an applesauce a little while ago.

58) Drinking: Hot tea. Jesus. Why should I do this if you aren’t even going to listen to me in the first place?

59) I am about to: Nothing. I’m sick. I’m going to sit here and be sick.

60) Listening to: Nothing. We already had this question, too? WFT, kids?

61) Waiting for: Husband to get home with dinner.

62) Want to see: A double rainbow.

63) Want to get married: Hey! It happened! I have witnesses and everything!

64) Career: Ish

WHICH IS BETTER

65) Hugs/kisses: Depends on who is the deliverer or the recipient.

66) Lips/eyes: I look at both.

67) Taller/shorter: We make fun of sibling for being short which would indicate we think taller is better.

68) Younger/older: People near enough my age. +/- a decade, they either tend to annoy me or intimidate me as a perceived authority figure... which also annoys me. Does that make me ageist?

69) Romantic/spontaneous: Neither? Romantic makes me uncomfortable. Spontaneous frustrates me. Why couldn’t you just tell me you wanted to do XYZ? Then I could have mentally prepared myself for venturing outside.

70) Nice arms/nice stomach: I do have a thing for arms.

71) Sensitive/loud: Depends on context, really. Are they so sensitive they’re going to be offended by everything? Because ain’t nobody got time for that. Are they so loud, they’re going to talk over everyone else? Fuck you. I’m hilarious if you would just let me get a word in edgewise.

72) Hookup/relationship: Relationship.

73) Troublemaker/hesitant: There should really be a medium.

HAVE YOU EVER

74) Kissed a stranger: I mean, I knew his first name.

75) Drank hard liquor: I am an adult who went to college. And I tried a sip of Scotch just yesterday.

76) Lost glasses/contact lenses: Not usually. Those are fucking important.

77) Turned someone down: Yeah.

78) Canoodling on a first date: Yeah.

79) Broken someone’s heart: According to his mother.

80) Had your own heart broken: According to my mother.

81) Been arrested: Nope. Though one of my better friends is a cop now so I can’t ever visit that part of the state again because he totally would just to be a dick.

82) Cried when someone died: Yeah.

83) Fallen for a friend: Hahahahaha. I actually dated a guy BECAUSE he was good friends with one of my best friends who I couldn’t have. Not one of my finer moments.

DO YOU BELIEVE IN

84) Yourself: I think, therefore I am.

85) Miracles: Only if we really lower the bar on what qualifies.

86) Santa Claus: Yes. You tell him I said that. I’ll let him know closer to Christmas which power tool I want. *wink*

87) Kisses on a first date: How is this something that someone may or may not believe in? Agree with? Engage in? Those are valid questions. The way this one is worded is stupid.

88) Angels: I mean, I believe in Castiel. I think he can do whatever he puts his mind to. Like getting in Dean’s pants.

89) Love at first sight: I believe in attraction at first sight.

OTHER

90) Best friend’s name: Something generic and common.

91) Eye color: Brown.

92) Favorite movie: It used to be Eternal Sunshine of a Spotless Mind. Now it’s probably Deadpool.