#gonna die in the latin room
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if @gods-favorite-autistic tells me that she ululavit-s on her mentulla till she egue! i’m ending myself
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wishing my brain could on more than one thing at a time bc mcr overran my tma obsession and i also really wanna start wtnv but i can’t do multiple podcasts at a time
#anyway#it’s time to start course scheduling and i would kindly like to die#like god there’s so many courses i wanna take but i don’t have room for them#and this will be the 3rd year trying to get into ap psych and if i don’t get in i might actually lose it#and my parents want me to get a job but i’m gonna be in latin 3 apush english honors AND being a newspaper editor#and chem#(or i could put it off until senior year and take comp sci this year idk)#and algebra 2 and i already didn’t understand algebra 1 so i’m genuinely fucked
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casual , part 8
“ so now when we kiss ”
series m. list
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( socialmedia!au )
yourusername
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yourusername who’s gonna be the chandler to my monica (i need someone to marry me when i’m still single at 40) 🤗
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vivianliu don’t worry bae i’ll hook you up with the hottest 40 year old man when we get there
→ yourusername you’re too sweet 😞😞
→ lhughes_06 no you won’t
→ vivianliu yes i will 😒 lhughes_06
rutgermcgroarty i can’t be chandler but i can be the ullmark to your swayman
→ yourusername STOP YOU KNOW ME SO WELL
→ jswayman1 there’s only room for one pair 🙄
→ rutgermcgroarty …have you just been lurking??? jswayman1
→ yourusername oh my god sway it’s you i love you so much you’re like one of my favorite goalies ‼️
→ yourusername DID YOU JSUT FOLLOW ME IH MY FUCKUGB GODDDDD jswayman1
→ jswayman1 yes i did 🫡
→ jackhughes WHAT this isn’t fair???
username25 THE jeremy swayman just followed you babe how do you feel 🎤
→ yourusername AMAZING
username37 FRIENDS AHHH
trevorzegras i can be the chandler to your monica
→ yourusername yeah.. i’m good 😬
→ trevorzegras HEY THATS MEAN
→ yourusername i’m just kidding z (not really)
→ yourusername i’m sure there’s a ton of girls out there that want you!! it’s just not me 🫶🫶
→ _alexturcotte the public rejection is insane
→ trevorzegras 💔
→ yourusername i still love u tho!
→ trevorzegras ❤️🩹
edwards.73 me
→ yourusername we’ll see
→ edwards.73 whats that supposed to mean 🤨
→ yourusername one night in my bed isnt gonna make me forget about everything
→ edwards.73 IM SORRY FOR IGNORING U
→ yourusername prove it
luca.fantilli i’ll be the rachel to your ross!
→ yourusername you wanna be the woman in an on-and-off relationship??? 😭😭
→ luca.fantilli yeah i wanna see what it’s like to be you for once 🤗
→ yourusername hold up
→ lhughes_06 LMAO
→ dylanduke25 THAT WAS SO UNCALLED FOR
→ luca.fantilli oops
→ yourusername 😟😟
username34 the way he looks at her 🥲
username88 I LOVE THEM
markestapa hypothetically what would you do if someone asked you out and asked you to be the monica to their chandler
→ yourusername i would marry them on the spot
→ markestapa moving a little fast there aren’t we?
→ dylanduke25 AHEM edwards.73 AHEM
lhughes_06 ustjay osay ouyay owknay ehay eallyray oesday ikelay ouyay (just so you know he really likes you)
→ yourusername we haven’t used pig latin since like middle school 😭😭
→ _quinnhughes your nerd phases
→ lhughes_06 utshay upyay (shut up)
→ jackhughes IGPAY ATINLAY (PIG LATIN)
→ luca.fantilli oh my god i remember speaking pig latin
→ adamfantilli igpay atinlay asway oatedgay (pig latin was goated)
→ vivianliu is this just a sibling thing 😭
→ dylanduke25 no tyler never learned it for me 😐😐
→ tyler___duke5 no i just never used it with you dylanduke25
→ trevorzegras ancay onfirmcay ityay asway ayay iblingsay ingthay (can confirm it was a sibling thing)
→ griffinzegras please don’t bring it back i was struggling enough back then
→ edwards.73 iyay opehay ouyay owknay iyay understandyay igpay atinlay ootay (i hope you know i understand pig latin too)
username84 who’s gonna translate all that pig latin 🥰🥰
username97 oh my god this is gonna send me back into my friends phase
→ username6 RIGHT
_alexturcotte remember the friends marathons we would have every summer
→ yourusername barely 🙄
→ _alexturcotte WHY ARE U ROLLING UR EYES
→ yourusername YOU WOULD ALWAYS “FORGET” TO TELL ME YOU WERE WATCHING IT
→ trevorzegras he was watching it with me that’s why 😉
→ yourusername ieday trevorzegras (die)
→ trevorzegras you’re no fun rosie
adamfantilli i love gale weathers
→ yourusername completely different franchise but yes she’s toooooo iconic 😈😈
→ vivianliu sidney’s hotter
→ adamfantilli that’s a hot fucking take vivianliu
→ luca.fantilli sidney prescott or sidney crosby??
→ vivianliu both
→ markestapa you’re all forgetting about billy
→ yourusername BILLY
→ lhughes_06 billy 😒
username18 i just finished friends!!
username75 I WILL
mackie.samo I VOLUNTEER AS TRIBUTE
→ yourusername i love maddy more
→ mackie.samo YOU MET HER ONCE
→ yourusername i stand by my statement
username71 istg this is directed at ethan
username8 STOP I MISS THEM
username31 i need someone to look at me like that
colecaufield ‘90s shows were my childhood 🙏🙏
→ yourusername ur literally an ‘01 baby???
→ colecaufield BARELY
username66 THEM >>>>
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yourusername i was fuckin superstars when i was nineteen 🥴
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jackhughes woah there
→ yourusername it’s just a song ! 😰
→ jackhughes i’m sure that’s all it is 🤨🤨
_quinnhughes YOU’RE STILL A CHILD
→ yourusername IM ALMOST 20??
→ _quinnhughes UR STILL 19
→ yourusername then my caption’s pretty fitting
→ _quinnhughes 😐
username27 IS IT BECAUSE OF WHAT I THINK IT IS
→ yourusername do tell
→ username27 ur 19, u and ethan, ethan’s like an underground superstar
→ yourusername 🙊
edwards.73 the shit we did you won’t believe me
→ dylanduke25 NOW IM AT THE TURN UP
→ mackie.samo LOOKING LONELYYY
→ trevorzegras AND THEY WONDER WHY IM QUIET AT THEM HOUSE PARTIESSSS
→ jackhughes CUZ EVERYBODY SEE ME
→ colecaufield ROLL SOME BLUNTS
→ adamfantilli AND HIT HER ONCE
→ rutgermcgroarty AND NOW SHE NEED ME
→ yourusername brent faiyaz 🙇♀️
→ edwards.73 did u put everyone on this song 😕 yourusername
→ yourusername yeah..
→ edwards.73 thought it was just me
→ dylanduke25 dont act all jealous 🙄🙄
username55 you’re. so. pretty.
dylanduke25 creds creds creds creds creds
→ yourusername creds!
→ edwards.73 why’d you take the pics
→ dylanduke25 bc we were hanging out?? 😭
→ edwards.73 oh
username89 omg babe where’s your top from
→ yourusername im gonna be honest i have no idea vivi got it for me as a gift 😔🙏
→ vivianliu i custom made it 🤭
mackie.samo this is so #cottagecore and #aesthetic
→ yourusername who the hell is teaching you this
→ mackie.samo my sisters 😕😕
→ lhughes_06 stop using hashtags good fucking lord
→ markestapa that intervention wasn’t for nothing mack 😒
trevorzegras brent faiyaz our lord and savior
→ yourusername 🛐
rutgermcgroarty HEY why didn’t you post our photos 😞
→ yourusername tis for another time my dear boy
→ rutgermcgroarty shakespeare lookin ass
→ yourusername 🖕
→ adamfantilli guys remember when we were nice to each other
→ yourusername no
→ rutgermcgroarty no
username99 CLOUDED
luca.fantilli is he gonna ask you out or what
→ yourusername luca 😭😭
→ luca.fantilli what?? i’m jus being curious 😔
username35 HELLO????? the fit ate down
vivianliu fuck her on the floor like i don’t give a fuck bout it 🎶🎶🎶🎶
→ yourusername your judgement get clouded when you clouted
→ vivianliu your judgement is clouded as hell
→ yourusername HOW???
→ vivianliu you know 😐😐
→ edwards.73 stop hating lil bro
→ vivianliu i hope you drown
username76 that second pic got me kicking my feet n shit
username21 skincare routine when???
username3 how are you not a model
adamfantilli let me tie your shoes bc i don’t want you falling for anyone else
→ yourusername no
→ adamfantilli did your license get suspended for driving all those guys crazy?
→ yourusername adam babe we talked about this
→ adamfantilli do you play soccer? bc you look like a keeper
_alexturcotte i got you new sneakers 🥰
→ yourusername REALLY??
→ _alexturcotte i figured you’d need them after running through my mind all day
→ yourusername oh god please don’t make this into a habit
→ colecaufield stop harassing her with pickup lines turcs
username69 we all know ethan’s going feral over this one
→ username14 fr i can sense it from here
username5 the hughes genes are godly asf
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this is my way of coping through the pain of being a stars fan
anyways should ethan n rosie finally get together 🫢
tags: @dancerbailey3 @hughesfein @loveforaugust @alwaysclassyeagle @love4ldr @inhoodmood @bunting58 @crazycat-ladys-blog @smoooore @bunbunbl0gs @lilasianmeat
#ethan edwards#ethan edwards x y/n#ethan edwards x reader#ethan edwards fanfic#ethan edwards fic#quinn hughes#jack hughes#cole caufield#alex turcotte#trevor zegras#luke hughes#dylan duke#mark estapa#mackie samoskevich#rutger mcgroarty#adam fantilli#luca fantilli
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I'm a Swimming Fool
wonwoo x gn reader
wc: 2.1k
themes: vague college!au, best friends to lovers
warnings: food mention, overuse of the word cute, wonwoo is down BAD
requested by the lovely @bethe-flower !! sorry that it took forever lol i got a bit carried away oops <3
“Yo Won! Look at these little guys!” You whisper loudly, trying not to be disruptive, but also trying to get your best friend’s attention.
Wonwoo looks at you fondly, the blue of the aquarium tank reflecting in your eyes as they widen and sparkle as you excitedly observe the mini jellyfish floating around in the large tank. Your nose is almost touching the glass of the tank, and your hands are clasped in front of you. You almost look like you’re going to fall over, the way you’re leaning forward as you bounce on the balls of your feet. He grins and snaps a secret photo of you, and it seems that he must have been taking too long to respond. “Won!” You say, a little louder now, wiggling one of your legs impatiently despite the excited grin on your face.
He chuckles and walks over close to you, leaning over your shoulder. “Oh? Do you know what they are?” He asks, ever the nerd, curious and probably wanting their latin name.
You look up at him, eyes wide, a finger peeking out the sleeve of your hoodie to point at the jellies, “They’re friends…”
Wonwoo snorts and pats your head, not unkindly. “Yeah yeah, you always say that,” he says, before walking over to the wall to read the little blurb about the jellyfish, trying to ignore how his brain is running 100 thoughts a second about how cute you are.
“If you’re not careful they’ll replace your spot as my best friend,” You mutter under your breath, grabbing your phone out to take some pictures of the tank in front of you.
Wonwoo scoffs, “That's rich coming from the one who eats seafood.” The smile on his face betrays the tone of his voice.
You turn your head towards him, and if looks could kill, well, Jeon Wonwoo would be happy to die if it meant your eyes were on him. "Having a food intolerance does not give you a moral high ground, Wonwoo," you say. "Besides, I doubt the jellyfish would even want to be friends with you, you big meanie." You punctuate the end of your sentence by sticking out your tongue at him.
He rolls his eyes fondly and grabs your arm, “C’mon, I wanna go see the sharks, you can put your honours research into good use and tell me all about them,”
“Dude,” You grin, following him to the next section of the aquarium. “I’m not studying this stuff just to be your museum guide.”
Wonwoo’s response dies on the tip of his tongue as you enter the next room, the large overhead tanks teeming with sharks, stingrays, and other sea life. His mouth falls slightly open as he takes it all in. You giggle, watching him, familiar with this response; the way he goes all quiet and observant whenever he sees something he’s interested in. Despite having been to this aquarium before, he looks on in quiet wonder.
Nudging his side, you get him to move forward. “C’mon, we’re gonna block up the entryway,” He nods, pulling out his camera to start taking photos of the large fish.
As you walk through the large exhibit, Wonwoo drinks up all the information you give him. From shark facts, to environmental policy, he listens, content and keen to learn.
Suddenly, Wonwoo points towards a shark on a section of coral and rock on the floor of the tank. “What’s that?” he asks, in that deep but curious tone that he always seems to use when anything piques his interest.
You look at the small spotted shark and let out a laugh, “That’s a catshark.” You look up at him with amusement, “Of course that would catch your attention the most Jeon,”
Wonwoo looks bashful, a hand coming up to scratch the back of his neck. “It's cute,” he says, justifying his attention.
“Okay catboy, go take some photos of it and then let's go to the turtles,” Your teasing tone may not fail to give away the affection you feel for the dork standing in front of you, but if he looked your way he would see it written all over your face.
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“I wanna get a jellyfish one! Or… maybe a turtle,” You think aloud while Wonwoo hums as the both of you look at the vast range of plush toys in the aquarium gift shop. “We could get matching jelly-” You start, turning towards Wonwoo, “Oh,”
Wonwoo’s face heats up as he stares back at you, holding two catshark plushies that he pulled out of the massive bin of soft toys underneath the shelves you had been looking at. “Or we could get one of these?” He offers tentatively.
Your face softens into a sweet smile. “Okay, let's do it, but let me find a jellyfish keyring too!”
Wonwoo smiles back at you before heading to the back of the line for the register. As he does so, the young girl in front of him taps him on the knee.
“Mister,” She starts, timidly, her grandparent smiling encouragingly from just behind her. “I just wanted to say.. You and your partner are very cute,”
Wonwoo’s face burns red, he nods and smiles awkwardly at the girl before she runs back to her grandparent. He fiddles with the tags on the soft toys before you appear next to him.
“I found the keyrings!” You exclaim, smiling brightly at Wonwoo. “They were surprisingly hard to find..” You murmur as you shake the small jellyfish trinkets, watching the glitter move around in the middle of the keyring.
Wonwoo hopes his blush has settled as he smiles only slightly awkwardly back at you. “Did you get one for me?” He asks, taking a step forward in the line.
“Of course!” The keychains clink in your hand as you reply.
Wonwoo smiles at you before looking forward. His mind is running a hundred miles per hour; is it weird that he’s not talking? Is it awkward? Should he say something? Do the both of you really look like a couple? Would you hate it if you both did?
“Thanks, Next!” The younger looking student at the counter snaps him back into reality, hands up, ready to take and scan the items. He pops the plushies onto the counter, and you wait patiently behind him. You place your head on his shoulder as he pays and his cheeks heat up at the contact.
He doesn’t understand why all of this is affecting him now - his friends have never failed to give him crap about this before. Apparently all it takes is a little girl, a stranger, to compliment him on his chemistry with you and his whole world falls apart. He pays for the plushies and moves to the side so you can buy the keyrings.
“Earth to Wonwoo!” You call out to him once you’re done paying. “What's going on in that head of yours?”
He grins at you sheepishly, “Wouldn’t you like to know?” before linking his arm with yours in a way that he hopes is not awkward and not Too Much.
You roll your eyes, “Come on, lets go get some lunch, I was thinking of going to get malatang,”
“Lead the way,” He chuckles as you drag him out of the giftshop, bumping your head against him.
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You’re sat opposite him after ordering, the hotpot restaurant relatively quiet for a friday. “Where are you gonna put your keychain?” you ask, pulling the trinkets out of the paper bag and placing them on the table between you.
He raises an eyebrow at you, “On my keys?” He says, picking up one of them and gently taking the price tag off of it. “Are you not?”
You roll your eyes, “Fair enough I guess.” You pull out your card wallet from your tote bag. Wonwoo looks on affectionately as he realises that it's the wallet he got you in your first year of uni, when he, a year ahead of you, had gone abroad and brought back a collection of souvenirs for you. He notes the wear and tear on the corners and the cute sticker on the back of it as you hook the key ring onto the eyelet of the wallet.
“Look! How cute does it look? So much better than just on my keys right?” You hold up the wallet proudly, shaking it slightly so that the key ring shakes. He fondly notices how the glitter in the trinket matches the chipped gel on your fingernails.
Pouting slightly with one eyebrow raised, he replies; “You think I’m lame for having it on my keys?”
You let out a laugh and a snort, “Wonwoo, you are so lame wherever you put it.”
“Hey!” He cries indignantly, fighting the smile off of his face. “ Fine, I won’t put it anywhere then.”
The smile drops off of your face, “No!” You whine, “Give me your camera bag, it’ll be cute on there,”
He acquiesces silently, handing his little point and shoot camera bag over for you to fiddle with. Your tongue sticks out as you focus, looking for a place secure enough to put the keychain onto. Happy with the little strap on the side of the bag, you clip the keychain on.
Wonwoo watches on adoringly as you happily place the camera bag down on the table next to your wallet. Satisfied with the placement of both of the keyrings, you pull your phone out to take photos of them together, ready to upload to your instagram story. From the glittery shark stickers and the Sana photocard on the back of your phone to the way you bite your lip in excitement over even the littlest of things, Wonwoo can’t get over you or himself.
“Have I always been down this bad for you?”
Suddenly you’re looking up at him, eyes blown out big and wide as you stare at him, mouth dropped open. “Wh-What did you just say?”
Out of the blue, the waiter appears with two large bowls of steaming malatang, “Wonwoo?” He asks.
Wonwoo nods, lips pressed together tightly, hoping and wishing that this is enough distraction for you to forget what he unknowingly said aloud. He knows he’s wishing in vain. “Y/n?” The waiter continues.
“Uh yep! Thank you so much! It looks so good!” You say, breathily, fiddling with the napkin and chopsticks next to the bowl.
“It really does,” Wonwoo murmurs after the waiter has left. He mixes in the coriander and spring onion garnish on the top as he wills his ears and cheeks to cool.
“Don’t you dare pretend what you just said didn’t happen, Wonwoo.” He looks up to see you staring at him intently. “Were you serious?” You ask, your voice now soft and vulnerable.
“Of course,” he replies, just as softly. “How could I not be? You’re my best friend, my biggest support, and,” he chuckles, shaking his head before he looks back at you, “I don’t think there is anyone in the entire world as sweet as you, no matter how much you pay me out for everything I do.”
“Oh,” you breathe out, a smile creeping shyly onto your face.
“Y/n, I can’t imagine not having you by my side.” His hand reaches out tentatively to yours, stopping you from fiddling with the napkin nervously. “And I am hoping so much for the chance that you feel, at least a little bit the same way… and that I’m not just making a complete fool of myself.”
Wonwoo’s breath catches as he sees the shyness in your eyes, and how your lip is caught in between your teeth in excitement. “Won, you are such a nerd, of course I feel the same.” You giggle and take his hand. “And, for the record, you’re always making a fool of yourself,”
“Hey!” He pouts before a smile breaks out on his face. You grin back at him, and let his hand go, not without a good squeeze. This time, he smiles back freely, the affection written in bold across his face, before he grabs his chopsticks and digs in.
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Later that night, after the both of you finish up with the rest of the plans you had for the day and after he had driven you home, Wonwoo lays on his bed, catshark plushie squished snug against his chest. He scrolls through instagram absentmindedly before he gets a new notification.
Instagram
>> @/jellyyn tagged you in their story
Wonwoo taps on the notification and smiles softly as the photo of your matching keyrings covers his screen. His grin widens as he sees the caption and the cute heart stickers that you’ve added to the post.
matching jellies for the boyfie and i <33
He snorts as he reads the even smaller text underneath;
promoted him to boyfriend so the jellyfish could replace him as my new best friend hehe 🤍
#caratwritersclub#requested#i hope you like it!!#i had fun with this one#wonwoo#seventeen#wonwoo fluff#jeon wonwoo#wonwoo au#wonwoo oneshot#wonwoo blurb#wonwoo drabble#wonwoo fanfic#wonwoo x reader#seventeen au#seventeen oneshot#seventeen fluff#seventeen fanfic#my writing#cw food mention
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(3) WHAT LOVE DID THEN, LOVE DOES NOW [r.l]
“They wanted each other in the way of flesh wanting to knit itself together over a wound.” — ‘these violent delights’, micah nemerever
pairing. rowan laslow x vampire!reader
warnings. swearing, mention of sex + death, spoilers for wednesday s1
summary. a certain someone approaches you and rowan.
word count. 3k
>pt1, pt2, pt3
iii.
You completely - and I mean totally, wholly, entirely - underestimated Enid Sinclair’s gossiping capabilities.
The both you had expected her to tell a few people, maybe, just get it out there that, “wow, Rowan and [Name], are, like, totally boning, oh, and he’s a vampire now.”
The whole nonchalant gossiping thing. You’ve seen it happen — aw, Bianca’s dating Xavier, oh, wait, they're over; Davina and Sinclair’s older brother were caught after curfew, that’s nice; one of the fangs knocked out a normie on Outreach Day, go them!
You didn’t know how out of proportion things could get. You were no expert on gossiping - that was Yoko’s thing.
Maybe it was because she was younger than you. These days, being older than two centuries felt like you were a fucking senior citizen.
By next morning, several Fangs had knocked on your door asking about you and Rowan. By pure ‘coincidence’, Rowan would walk by the door, or maybe he’d call you back to ‘bed’, and the inquisitive Fangs in question would gasp, quickly say goodbye, and leave.
In actuality, you and Rowan had practiced this after the first fellow Vampire had come by and asked. By some terrible stroke of luck, Weem’s had permitted Rowan to move out of his dorm with Xavier Thorpe and move into your empty one, as your whole reason for turning him had been to stay together forever.
Ugh. Curse Weems and her disgustingly romantic heart.
When the two of you arrived in your first period (you in Latin, Rowan in Fencing), you had been bombarded with either questions or whispers (you with questions, Rowan surrounded by whispers, which didn’t really bother him. It was like a regular day of being an outcast freak, except now, instead of laughing behind his back, everyone shied away from his gaze.)
You reconvened at lunch, hiding in your dorm to take a break from everyone’s unabashed staring. Even on your way to Karnstein Hall, people popped up left and right, scrambling from their place across the room to see you two up close — holding hands, of course, as you had to keep up appearances.
“So,” you said, putting down your dorm keys on your bedside table, “How was your morning?”
“Ugh,” Rowan groaned, flopping down onto his bed across from yours — which was still bare, as he’d moved in just the night before — “don’t even ask. I was okay with the whispers, but by third period Seance I had people coming up to me and asking for details.”
You shrugged off your Nevermore zip-up, throwing it onto your bed. “God, I saw Davina eyeing me from across the greenhouse - I thought I was gonna get sirened into spilling secr—“
A sharp knock rapted at your cherry-wood door, interrupting your ranting. The both of you paused, far too tired to deal with any more questions.
“[Name], Rowan, I know you’re in there.” A familiar voice said, before knocking once more. Immediately, your expression grew alarmed.
It was Wednesday Addams knocking on your door.
You inched closer to the door, hand hesitantly grasping around the brass knob. From behind you, Rowan looked like he’d rather die again than open the door.
He had told you about his mother’s painting and her psychic abilities - the reason why he had attempted to kill her - and how he still couldn’t trust her. Despite how Rowan knew that psychic powers weren’t the most reliable, and could even make one go crazy - like his mothers had - he still held the utmost trust in her.
Nonetheless, Rowan obliged when you mouthed to him: “Weems is on her case. Any wrong move and she’ll be done for.”
Twisting the knob slowly, you cracked the door open a few inches. “Hi, Wednesday.” You pasted on a bright smile, all teeth and, on purpose, entirely, noticeably, fake.
“I need to talk to Rowan.” She said shortly, black eyes boring into your own. They were completely devoid of emotion, blank and lifeless. If you ever saw her laying on the floor with the same expression, you’d think she was dead.
“I’m afraid we’re,” You grinned larger, trying to flush some color into your cheeks, “having some quality couple time.”
She furrowed her brows. You lifted a hand onto her shoulder, “You get it, righ—“
Suddenly, Wednesday’s head flew back, and her body stiffened. Her back was arched, arms flailed at her side. Wednesday looked completely out of it, eyes rolling to the back of her head, breathing scattered like she was heaving.
“Wednesday?” You whispered, hands curling around her thin arms. “Wednesday!” You repeated, shaking her rapidly when she didn’t come out of her stupor.
She looked like she was about to convulse, but instead her body held still for a moment, until it grew limp and fell into your arms.
You gaped. Then, you looked down the hall, left and right, feeling your nerves practically burn on fire at the thought that someone had seen.
Thankfully, nobody was loitering in your wing of Karnstein Hall, but you knew Yoko was going to grab her herbology kit soon for her next class.
Decisively, you dragged Wednesday’s sagging body into your room. Then, you gently placed her body in the middle of the room, and locked your dorm door.
“What happened? What the the fuck did you do?!” Rowan said, springing up from his bed. His panic was evident as the pitch of his voice climbed higher and higher, nervously hopping over Wednesday’s body and standing next to you.
“Why the hell is that your first thought?! I didn’t do anything!” You said defensively, throwing your arms up in the air.
“Then how come she’s - passed out like that. Is she passed out? Did you kill her or—“ Rowan’s voice was quickly growing staccato, and he was running out of breath.
“I didn’t kill her! What are you even saying?! We were just talking—“
“If you were just talking then why is she on the floor, in the middle of our goddamn room?!” Rowan shouted, heaving.
You were sure Rowan was about to pass out, when Wednesday suddenly lifted her upper body off the floor. It looked like when elder vampires sprung from their coffins, unlike the younger generation of vampires that shed the need for coffins and got their energy from social interaction. Changing times, you guessed.
Wednesday turned to the both of you, almost mechanically, and you both froze on the spot. Her gaze pierced the two of you. It was calculating, all knowing; like she knew secrets you did not.
She drew in a thin breath between the teeth that, suddenly, looked as sharp as knives. “That night - in the forest. You died.” Wednesday looked at Rowan, her eyes tracing the bite scar on his neck.
“But it wasn't the monster that killed you,” Wednesday continued. Her eyes drifted, latching onto you next. “It was [Name]. They followed the scent of blood, found you… and turned you.”
Wednesday’s dull, lifeless eyes grew a miniscule sheen. “Am I correct?” She said, pushing herself up from the wood floors and dusting her black pants off.
You looked at Rowan. He looked at you. You both continued like that for several moments, all the while Wednesday stood watching and waiting. She seemed to have no qualms at all about waiting, like an idle game character.
Never mind Wednesday Addams’s mannerisms — how in god’s fucking name did she know that? In utmost detail, nonetheless, even down to how Rowan’s attack made itself known to you.
“How - did you...“ Rowan broke the silence, fumbling over his words. His hands animatedly expressed his shock.
You pressed two fingers between your eyes. “Who told you this? Who saw this, and who else knows?”
If there was even the slightest chance that this information leaked… the two of you would be done for. The possibility of a homicidal monster being known to parents would effectively close the school - and for how long, you did not know.
(Although Nevermore had never been home, it was single-handedly the only place you and Rowan had ever known so comfortably.
For centuries, you wandered throughout Europe - through Romania and back again, in France, Italy, Denmark, Istanbul when it had still been Constantinople; every country in the North-Eastern hemisphere you traversed, unable to sit still, unable to get comfortable, unable to feel okay, until you crossed into the Americas, into Nevermore. It was not home, but at least it promised something similar.
After Rowan’s mother’s death - no, even before she had passed, his house wasn’t home. His mother’s psychic abilities had ailed her - not physically, which had killed her - but in the head. Rowan’s mother had not been herself for at least a decade before she passed, and when she did die, it was saying goodbye to a stranger, loving a figure who did not love you back, nonetheless raise you.
His father, even moreso, was estranged. Rowan’s father had cherished his mother more than anything in the entire world; more than the family business, more than their heaps of wealth, more than Rowan himself.
When she died, in that large, empty, home, the warm part of his father died with her.
Despite the way he was treated at school, he preferred Nevermore over his house, because at least he was treated with contempt. In the Laslow family estate, Rowan was not treated with anything at all. In that empty house, Rowan felt like a ghost. No one spoke to each other, no one spoke to him, and his father drowned himself in his work.
Nevermore was for the fleeing. You and Rowan fit those conditions entirely. It welcomed the fearful, the alone, the outcast. It attempted to make something of a home out of you all, and even if it didn’t fill the gap in you and Rowan, it, at the very least, filled some of it.
So closing the school could not happen.)
“Nobody told me this. I did not see this matter in the way you think. And no-one else knows, excluding you two, and now me.”
“You lie,” You said. There was no other way she’d get a hold of such intimate details.
If possible, Wednesday looked slightly offended at the connotation. “I have not lied for the entirety of this conversation.”
And lie again. You sucked air in through your teeth, taking short and rapid breaths. What right did she have, knocking on your door and passing out, barging into your business, all knowing and spilling your every secret?
What did she want?
Something dawned on you, your eyes widening with each passing second. Passing out? All knowing—
Wednesday looked you both in the eye. Her gaze was as transparent as glass, and it looked as though she was prepared to lay all her cards on the table.
“I suppose, as I’ve found out your secret, I must tell you mine. A quid pro quo, of sorts.”
“You did not see it in the way we think,” You thought to yourself, piecing together Wednesday’s vaguely knit puzzle of words.
Wednesday’s hands clasped together. “I get visions. Of the past, or the future.”
You and Rowan looked at one another once more. That would explain many things, but you both still regarded the Addams’ daughter with a certain distrust. You did so for reasons you could not quite understand, but perhaps it was her eeriness that held such a discomforting air that made you both need more convincing.
She turned to Rowan, “On Harvest Day, I saw you die. No more, no less. Before you did so, I did not see you try to kill me. Until now, I did not see [Name] save you.”
Rowan’s eyes thinned. “What else have you seen?” He said, distrustingly.
Wednesday looked similarly distrusting, which was not surprising, as Rowan had tried to kill her. Nonetheless, she answered. “I witnessed a Jericho civilian’s death by cervical fracture before he died.”
“These visions… you cannot control them?” You said, interrupting Rowan and Wednesday’s impromptu death-staring contest.
Wednesday blinked. “Touch seems to be a common factor. But no.”
“Are they all knowing? Fixed?” Rowan scrutinized, an unashamed attempt at sleuthing.
Wednesday, in her limited ability to show much emotion, seemed pensive. “To claim my visions are omniscient would be superbia. However, their accuracy has not yet failed me.”
You bit the skin on your nails. You could feel a drumming in your head, and you could imagine that was what a thrumming heart was like.
Everything you asked, Wednesday seemed to answer - or perhaps, counter - completely. She left no room for suspicion, completely devoid of holes in her story.
You exhaled a shaky breath. “Okay. Okay - fine. Yes, I turned Rowan. I - smelt his blood from the festival, followed the trail, and decided the only way I could save him was to turn him.”
Her eyebrows lifted slightly, acknowledging. “Smart decision on your part. In terms of eye-witness testimonies to the monster, all victims dead meant no accounts.” Wednesday’s gaze then turned to Rowan, whose previously impugning attitude disappeared.
“I - didn’t see much.” Rowan began, in a meek voice. “As much as you saw, Wednesday. Maybe even less.”
“It does not particularly have to be what the creature looked like. Anything at all that you may remember,” she said, placing her hands in front of her expectantly.
He grimaced. “It… reminded me of a werewolf.” Rowan started, before quickly shaking his head. “But it wasn’t one. No, it was… violent; out of control.” Rowan bit his lip, thin, pointed fangs nipping at the skin so hard he nearly drew blood. “I remember it staring me down - with those huge, crazed eyes. But it - It looked like it… knew what it was doing. Like they - it, was attacking me intentionally.”
Silence filled the room, and it felt like a cold draft blew in, despite zero openings. The environment grew tense, and you looked at Rowan. If possible, he looked paler than before, a certain despair settling into the lines of his soft face.
A heavy guilt weighed on your shoulders. Of course he wouldn’t want to talk about the monster that almost killed him. In what world would one happily talk about their near-murderer?
Breaking the silence, Wednesday hummed. “Intelligence, rather than animalistic instinct. Interesting.”
“I - think it’s best if you go now, Wednesday.” You said, looking at Rowan’s blank stare. His lips were pressed in a thin line, and he looked elsewhere. Far away from the now, melting in his memories.
Wednesday blinked, and looked as if she wanted to say much more, but settled with a curt nod, and exited your dorm room. Before she left, she said, “Try not to let this conversation of ours leave the room. I have reason to believe the monster may very well kill all who know about it.”
After Wednesday left, it was just the two of you in the room. The awkward silence suffocated you both, like a noose constricting around your neck. Any words you wished to say died on your lips, their ghosts coming out as mere sighs.
“I’m sorry.” You said finally, turning away from Rowan, who now lay still on his bed. He looked akin to a corpse in a casket during an open funeral viewing.
“What for?” Rowan droned dully, eyes trained on the popcorn ceiling above you. You knew he wasn’t really listening, and he wasn’t really answering. His mind was so far between from his body, his subconscious answering for him.
“We didn’t have to tell her. We didn’t have to answer. I didn’t mean to force you.”
Rowan didn’t answer, at least not for a long moment. Your simultaneous breathing was all that could be heard; in and out, in and out.
Finally, Rowan let out a breath of air that was tattered, ragged and tired. He sounded worn out; aching. “We had to tell her. She already knew.” He tried to catch his fleeting breath, “And you didn’t force me. I chose to tell her what I saw. What tried to kill me.”
“I’m sorry,” You said, turning to face him. Rowan’s body had turned to face the wall, on his side with his legs pulled up to his chest. “for everything.”
“It’s not your fault.” Rowan whispered, almost inaudibly.
You inched closer, until you were at the edge of his bed. You kneeled beside him, and in the softest voice you could muster: “I’m sorry for turning you. This - being what I am - isn’t anything good at all. It - isn’t what you’re supposed to be.”
“I’m - it wasn’t my choice to make; I — I turned you into something you’re not. Something terrible.”
Rowan rolled over, meeting you face to face. His light brown eyes glistened with small, shining tears, brows furrowed. “You - saved me. I’m not human anymore but I’m — I’m still alive.” His eyes coursed over your melancholic face, “That’s more than anyone else could do.”
“I’m sorry.” You repeated, like a broken toy. The guilt of turning a human into something they should never be, twisted your thoughts in all the wrong ways. You felt sick, icky for playing God with someone’s life, for playing God with Rowan’s fundamental being. “I should’ve never—“
“If you never turned me, I’d be dead, alright?” Rowan said gruffly, pushing himself upright from the mattress. He wiped furiously at his wet eyes, “It doesn’t matter if I was human, or not. I would’ve been dead. Gone. Okay? Stop -“ He pressed his shaking hands together, “stop saying you’re sorry.”
Your lips opened and parted, your throat deathly dry. Words you couldn’t muster clawed at your esophagus, rendering you silent.
Turning Rowan had been, what you felt, like the greatest sin in your entire, long, lifespan. You thought - that deep down, Rowan hated you for it.
“I’m sorry.” You looked him in the eye, weak on the floor. You could only ever imagine repenting for turning him. It was a taboo act - one you knew saved him, for certain, but had ruined him.
You had been born ruined; born without the ability to be saved. There was no reason to condemn Rowan like so; to take away the humanity you so desperately wanted.
Rowan’s eyes crinkled, a sad smile tightening on his lips. He knew he couldn’t change your mind, no matter how much he wanted to. “Don’t be.”
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Supernatural (Dean Winchester x Female!Reader)
No Rest For The Wicked
Masterlist
"Dig up anything good?" I asked Dean as be closes the book and shakes his head a bit, not looking at me. "No." He said before he clears his throat. "Nothing good."
"Well, Bobby has. Finally." I said as I go to sit down next to him. "Yeah?" Dean asked. "Yeah. A way to find Lilith." I zaid. "Oh. With just uh –" he stops and looks at his watch. "...thirty hours to go." He said then he smiles. "Hey, why don't we just go on a vacation. You know, go to a casino, or the beach..." Dean said and I chuckle. "We'll do that, when we save you." I said to him. "Yeah..." He said as he looks down on the books.
"Hey, Dean." I said to him, softly, and he looks up at me. "Look, we're cutting it close, I know. But we're gonna get this done. I don't care what it takes, Dean. You're not gonna go to hell. I'm not gonna let you. And neither is Sam." I said as he looks away for a moment. "I swear. Everything's gonna be okay." I said and I place my hand over his, then stroked my thumb over his knuckles. He looks back at me then stares at me for while before he said. "Yeah, okay." He mutters.
Later, Bobby places an old tracking device over the map of America, the device has three wooden legs coming out from a glass or crystal ball at the top. The ball has a flat, metal piece going around it with symbols on it, further down the legs there's another metal piece, only bigger. From the ball hangs pendulum device that is sharp on the end so that it can pinpoint a specific place.
"So you need a name, that's the whole kit and caboodle. With the right name, right ritual, ain't nothing you can't suss out." Bobby explains. "Like the town Lilith's in?" Sam asked. "Kid, when I get done, we'll know the street." Bobby said and he begins the ritual and starts the swing for the pendulum and then chants in Latin.
As Dean, Sam and I watch, the pendulum begins to search over the map until it suddenly stops. "New Harmony, Indiana." Bobby said and Dean looks up at him from the map. "And we have a winner." Bobby said. "Alright." Sam said and he pushes the pendulum away and looks at Bobby. "Let's go." He said and Dean turns to him.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold on. Let's all shut up there, Tex." he said. "What's the problem?" Sam asked him. "What's the problem? Come on, where do I begin? I mean, first of all, we don't even know if Lilith holds my deal. We're going off of Bela's intel? Now when that bitch breathes, the air comes out crooked. Okay. Second, even if we could get to Lilith, we have no way to gank her. And third, isn't this the same Lilith that wants your giant head and (y/n)'s head on a pike? Should I continue?" Dean asked us.
"Ain't you just bringing down the room." Bobby said with sarcasm. "Yeah, well, it's a gift." Dean said. "I'm sorry, so then what are we supposed to do, Dean?" I asked him. "Just 'cause I gotta die doesn't mean you two have to, okay. Either we go in smart or we don't go in at all." Dean explains.
"Okay, fine. If that's the case I have the answer." Sam said. "You do?" Dean and I asked, confused. "Yeah. A sure-fire way to confirm it's Lilith and a way to get us a bona fide demon-killing ginsu." Sam said and I sighed at this. "Damn it, Sam, no." Dean said as he turns his back to Sam and walks a few steps.
"We're so past arguing. Dean, I am summoning Ruby." Sam said and Dean turns around, facing him. "The hell you are! We have enough problems as it is." he yells. "Exactly. And we've got no time and no choice either." Sam said as he walks up to Dean. "Come on man, she is the Miss Universe of lying skanks, okay. She told you that she could save me, huh – lie. She seems to know everything about Lilith but forgot to mention, oh right – Lilith owns my soul!" Dean yells.
"Okay, fine. She's a liar. She's still got that knife." Sam said and I go up to Dean. "Dean." I said, calmly, but he ignores me. "For all we know, she works for Lilith." He said to Sam. "Then give me another option, Dean. I mean, tell me what else." Sam argues. "Sam's right." Bobby said.
"NO! DAMN IT!" Dean yells and Bobby and I look at him, surprised. "Just no. We are not gonna make the same mistakes all over again." Dean said and we look at him, shocked. "You guys wanna save me, find something else." He said. Sam, Bobby and I look at him as he walks back to the table he was sitting at before, and sits down with a contemplative look.
As Sam looks at him, sighing, Bobby grabs his jacket. "Where are you going, Bobby?" I asked him. "I guess to...find something else." Bobby replied as he throws his arms out and Sam sighs again, looking into space, while I run my hands over my eyes.
"You sure about this, Sam?" I asked Sam as we were in the basement and Sam was on his knees and had drawn a triangle on the floor with symbols in every point and put candles outside every point. In the middle is a circle with a bowl of a green, dry substance in it.
"We don't have any other choice, (y/n)." Sam said and I sighed. "Okay...do what you gotta do. But if she is not help..." I warned and Sam nods then begins the ritual. "Ad construgendum ad ligandum eos pariter Et solvendum." he said but then we heard a noise
We turn around but there's no one there. We turn back and I look up at the roof, sighing, and Sam continues. "Et ad congregantum eos coram me." He said and he takes up a box of matches and strikes one. We watched the flame for a beat and then Sam throws the match into the bowl. The content ignites and fire flares up and then it calms down and burns out.
Sam gets up off the floor and we slowly turn to look behind us as the floor creaks. There's still nothing there. "You know, phones work too." A voice said and we turn back and see Ruby leaning against the doorway. She smiles at us.
"Hey, Sam. (y/n). How's tricks?" she asked but we glare at her. "How do you get around so fast?" I asked her. "I got the Super Bowl jet pack." She said and she begins to walk towards us. "So. You called?" She asked Sam.
"Did you know?" Sam asked. "Um – gonna need a tiny bit more." Ruby asked. "About Dean's deal. That Lilith holds the contract." I said, angrily. "Yes, I did." She said and I growled and turned away from her.
"And…what? You didn't think that was important?" Sam asked. "You weren't ready." She replied and I turned back to her. "For what?" I asked her. "If I told you either of you, you three yahoos would have just charged after her half-cocked and Lilith would have peeled the meat from your pretty, pretty faces." Ruby replied. "Well, we're ready now." I said, firmly.
"We want your knife." Sam said and she looks at him for a beat and then begins walking around us, slowly. "You're right about one thing. You are ready. And now's the time, too. Lilith's guard's down." Ruby said. "Is that so?" Sam and I asked. 'She's on shore-leave. A little R&R." She said.
"The hell's that mean?" I asked her. "Trust me, you don't wanna know. You didn't lose those hex bags I gave you?" She said. "We've got 'em." Sam said. "Good. Then she won't sense that you're coming." She said and we turn around and look at her as she's gotten behind our back while walking around us.
"So you'll give us the knife?" I asked her. "No." She said. "But you just said–" Sam started to say but she talks over him.. "You wanna charge in with one little pigsticker? It's a waste of a true-blue window. Like getting Hitler with that exploding briefcase. Forget it." She said. "Okay, then how?" I asked, angrily.
"I know how to save Dean." She said then I take a step forward towards her. "No, you don't! You told me and Dean you couldn't! You've been lying to Sam all along, so just give us your damn knife!" I yelled. "Sam's not the one I've been lying to." She said. "Oh, so you can save him?" Sam asked. "No. But you two can." She said as she gestures between us.
"What?" Sam and I said, shocked. "Guys, you've got some God-given talent. Well, not God-given but you get the gist." She said. "All that psychic crap? That's gone ever since Yellow-Eyes died." Sam replied but Ruby shakes her head. "Not gone, dormant. And not just visions either. Why do you think Lilith is so scared of you two?" She asked us. "Right...she's scared of us." I sneered.
"If you guys wanted, both of you could wipe her off the map without moving a muscle." She said. "I don't believe you." Sam said. "Neither do I." I said. "It's the truth." She said. "And you decided to tell ys this just now?" Sam asked, annoyed. "Um...demon. Manipulative's kinda in the job description. Fact is, is that you two would have never considered it. Not until you guys were –" she said and I finish her sentence. "Desperate enough?" I asked and we exchange a look, and she shrugs as Sam and I look away.
"You two don't like being different. You hate the way Dean looks at both of you sometimes. Like you're some kind of sideshow freak. But suck it up because we've got a lot of ground to cover, and we've gotta do it fast. But we can do it." She said and I clench my fist at this then close my eyes for a moment, too shocked to say anything.
"Look. Call me a bitch, hate me all you want, but I have never lied to you, Sam. Not ever. And I'm telling you and (y/n). You...can save your brother, and I can show you how." She said to us.
"So that's you, huh? Our slutty little Yoda." Dean's voice said and it made me open my eyes and look over to see he was behind her, not looking very happy. "Dean." She said as she turns around, looking at him and all her softness in her voice that she directed at me and Sam is gone.
"Charming as ever." she said, sarcastically, as Dean begins walking towards us. "Aw, I knew you'd show up. Because I knew Sam wouldn't listen." Dean said and Sam looks at him but looks away quickly. "But you're not gonna teach him or (y/n) anything, you understand me? Over my dead body." Dean threatens. "Oh. Well, you're right about that." Ruby sneered.
"What you are gonna do is give me that knife. And then you can just go crawl back into whatever slop you came from and never bother me or my brother or my girlfriend ever again. Are we clear?" he asked her, firmly. "Your brother and girlfriend are carrying a bomb inside of them and we'd be stupid not to use it." Ruby said and Sam looks over at Dean.
"Dean, look, just hold on for one –" he said but Dean shouts over him. "Sam! Don't. Come on man, what, are you blind? And (y/n), I thought you were smarter than this? Can't you see that this is a trick?" he said. "That's not true." Ruby shouts but Dean continues. "She wants you two to give into this whole demonic psychic whatever, okay. I mean hell, she probably wants you two to become her little anti-christ Super Stars."
"I want Lilith dead. That's all." Ruby yells. "Why?" Dean asked her. "I've told you why!" She said. "Oh, right, yeah. Because you were human once and you liked kittens and long walks on the beach." Dean mocks. "You know, I am so sick of proving myself to you. You wanna save yourself, this is how. You dumb, spineless dick." Ruby growls.
Dean looks at her, and then turns around as if to leave but instead comes back swinging his right hook and punching her in the face, looking pissed. Sam and I back away a bit, surprised by the hit. Ruby takes a few steps back with the hit, looks up at him as she wipes blood from her lip and after a beat hits him once with her right fist and then her left.
"Ruby, hey!" Sam shouts andhshe goes around, hits Zam in the back causing him to double over. She then knees him in the face, sending him into a beam and sliding to the floor. "Bitch!" I growled and I go towards her and try to fight her.
But she was stronger and faster than me and punched me in the gut then in the face, making me fall down. My vision was a bit blurry and my head felt like it was in the cloud but once I blinked and shook my head, my vision started to come back.
I look over and see Dean and Ruby were fighting until she had him down but he slowly gets back up, a smile on his face. "The hell are you grinning at?" She asked him. "Missing something?" Dean asked and he pulls up her knife in front of his face. "I'll kill you, you son of a bitch." She said and she rushes towards him but midway there she is stopped by an invisible wall. She tries to walk past it once as Dean just looks at her as I stand up then go over to Sam and help him up.
Ruby looks at Dean and then looks up at the roof, I look up to and see that Dean has painted a Devil's Trap on the roof. Ruby looks at Dean again, pissed. He smiles a little, looking at the trap and then he looks at her, still holding up the knife. "Like I said..." he said as he puts down the knife. "I knew you'd come." He said and walks away from her, towards the staircase.
"Wait! You're just gonna leave me here?" she asked as Dean stops, waiting for me and Sam and ignoring Ruby. "Let's go, guys." He said and Sam and I come over as Dean takes a deep breathe, blinking hard and then he starts up the steps followed by me and Sam.
"Oh, oh you – so you're just too stupid to live, is that it? Then fine! You deserve hell! I wish I could be there, Dean. I wish I could smell the flesh sizzle off your bones! I WISH I COULD BE THERE TO HEAR YOU SCREAM!" Ruby yells. "And I wish you'd shut your pie hole, but we don't always get what we want." Dean snarks back at her.
The boys and I had our weapons spread out on a table and started to load up the weapons. "We're just gonna let Ruby rot down there?" Sam asked after a long silence between us. "That's the idea." Dean said. "Dean, what if, uh...What if Ruby's right? What if Sam and I can take out Lilith?" I said, a bit desperate, then Dean looks up at me with an angry, doubting look.
"Quit looking at us like that." Sam said as I look down. "What, are you guys gonna give her the Carrie-stare and Lilith goes poof?" Dean asked. "We don't know what Ruby meant. You know, maybe we should just go ask her." Sam said. "Sam, you wanted the knife – I got you the knife." Dean said as he walks over to another table.
"Dean, just listen to us for a second. Last time Lilith snapped her fingers and put thirty demons on our ass, and all we got's one little knife? I mean, like you said, we go in smart or we don't go in at all." I said. "Well, this ain't smart." Dean growls. "We got one shot at this, Dean. Just one. So if there's a sure-fire way then maybe we should just talk about it." Sam said and Dean walks up to him as he speaks.
"Guys. We are not gonna make the same mistake all over again." Dean said. 'You said that but what does it even mean?" I asked him. "Don't you see a pattern here? Dad's deal, my deal, now this? I mean every time one of us is – is – is up the creek the other is begging to sell their soul. That's all this is. Ruby's just jerking your chains down the road. You know what it's paved with and you know where it's going." He explains as he turns around, sits down against a table and picks up the weapons again.
Sam shakes his head a bit and we walk around to the other side of the table. "Dean." I said as I sit down next to Dean, looking at him as he continues to assemble the weapon. "What do you think is gonna happen? This is me, I can handle it." I said. "Same here." Sam said and Dean stops what he's doing, looking at the floor and shakes his head.
"And if it'll save you..." Sam said but Dean talks over him. "Why even risk it?" He asked as he looks up at us. Sam looks away for a beat and then back at him with the obvious answer. "Because you're my brother." Sam said. "And I love you, Dean. Because you did the same thing for me." I said and Dean scoffs.
"I know...and look how that turned out." Dean said and looks at us and we look away at this. "All I'm saying...guys, all I'm saying is that you two are my weak spots. Especially you, (y/n)." Dean said, choking back tears. Sam and I look over at him at this. "You guys are. And I'm yours." Dean said and I bite my lips as I felt tears forming in my eyes.
"You don't mean that. We're…we're family." Sam said. "I know. And those evil sons of bitches know it too. I mean, what we'll do for each other, you know, how far we'll go? They're using it against us." Dean said. "So what? We just stop looking out for each other?" Sam asked. "No, we stop being martyrs, man. We – we – we stop spreading it for these demons." Dean replied as he picks up Ruby's knife and holds it up.
"We take this knife, and we go after Lilith our way. The way our dads' taught us to. And if we go down, then, uh...then we go down swinging." Dean said as Sam and I just look at him.
"What do you think?" Dean asked and Sam looks down on the floor, thinking, while I look up at the ceiling before I look back at him. "I think you totally should have been jamming Eye of the Tiger right there." I teased and Dean stands up. "Oh, bite me. I totally rehearsed that speech, too." Dean grumbles and I chuckled while Sam smiles at that.
"So, Indiana, huh?" Sam asked. "Yeah, where Lilith's on shore-leave." Dean said. "Yeah, I guess." I said, shrugging. "Tell me something." Dean said and we look up at him. "The hell's a demon do for fun?" Dean asked us and Sam and I share a look before we shrugged. "There's no telling." I said.
We get into the Impala about to leave when Dean tries to start up the car but it won't start up. The three of us look at each other a bit worried when, suddenly, Bobby shows up outside Dean's door, scaring us with his sudden appearance.
"Where do you think you're going?" Bobby asked us as we look at him and the distributor cap he holds in his hand. After a moment, the boys and I get out of the Impala and walk up to Bobby, who's not looking happy. "We got the knife." Dean said. "And you intend to use it without me." Bobby said, annoyed. "Do I look like a ditchable prom-date to you?"
"No, Bobby. Of course not." I assured him. "This is about me...and Sam and (y/n). Ok? This isn't your fight." Dean said and Bobby walks up to Dean, furious by those words. "The hell it isn't!" He growls while Dean looks at him, taken aback by this. "Family don't end with blood, boy. Besides, you need me." Bobby growls. "Bobby." Dean mutters.
"You're playing wounded. Tell me, how many hallucinations have you had so far?" Bobby asked, making me and Sam look at him, a bit confused by this. We look over at Dean who turns to look athis, tilts his head one time and then turns back to Bobby.
"How'd you know?" Dean asked Bobby. "Because that's what happens when you've got hellhounds on your butt. And because I'm smart." Bobby said and I smirked a bit. Dean looks down on the ground, as Sam and I watch him, then Bobby hands Dean the distributor cap. "I'll follow." Bobby said and he walks away from us, over to his own car.
After a moment, Dean walks over to the hood of his car, ready to put back the part. "Don't be stopping to pee every ten minutes either." Bobby yells and Dean stops in his tracks, shakes his head a bit with raised brow. He turns around looking back at me and Sam before he sighs.
That night, we were driving down the road, on our way to Indiana, when Sam speaks up. "Hey, Dean?" He said. "Yeah?" Dean asked. "You know if this doesn't uh...this doesn't go the way we want, I want you to know –" Sam started to say but Dean shakes his head. "No. No, no, no, no."
"No what?" Sam asked and Dean looks over at Sam. "No, you're not gonna bust out the misty good-bye speech, okay?" Dean said then he looks through the rear view at me. "Same goes for you." He said and I fake a pout. "Aww, and I had a speech ready for you too." I said, with a bit of sarcasm, and he rolls his eyes. "And if this is my last day on earth, I do not want it to be socially awkward." He said and Sam looks down and out the window and Dean turns back to the road.
"You know what I do want?" He asked and he reaches down to the radio and starts up Bon Jovi's Wanted Dead or Alive. "Bon Jovi?" I said, raising an eyebrow at him. "Bon Jovi rocks, on occasion." Dean said then he begins to sing to the song.
"And I walk these streets A loaded six-string on my back I play for keeps..." He sings then he turns to me and Sam. "Come on." He said before going back to singing. "'Cause I might not make it back I've been everywhere."
"Oh yeah." Sam sings then I started the next line. "And I'm standing tall." I sang and Sam laughs then we sing along. "I've seen a million faces And I rocked 'em all 'Cause I'm a cowboy On a steel horse I ride I'm wanted." The three of us sing. "WANTED!" Sam sings, loudly, and I smiled at them. "Dead or alive Dead or ALIVE" we sang together until the song ends.
We continued to drive down the road when we heard sirens and red and blue lights blinking. "We getting pulled over?" Sam asked as I look out the window and see a cop car behind us. "I've got a busted tail-light. It's not like we're in a hurry or nothing." Dean grumbles and he pulls over and the cop car stops behind us.
Dean rolls down his window as Sam hands over the licence and registration. The police officer walks up to his window, flashlight in hand. "Problem officer?" Dean asked. "Licence and registration, please." The officer said and Dean, not looking at him, hands out the needed papers. The Officer takes and looks at it as he's talking to Dean.
"Do you realise you have a tail-light out, Mr Hagard?" the Officer asked and Dean look up him. The Officer tilts his head and shines the light on him. "Yes…yes sir. Uh…you know I've been meaning to…take care of that." Dean said as he slowly turns his head back towards the road in front of him.
"As a matter of fact..." He said and he suddenly opens his door fast, hitting the Officer in the stomach with it. Dean rushes out the car at him. "Dean!" Sam and I shout as we open our doors, surprised by Dean's action. Dean punches the Officer three times in the face as Sam and I try to run around the car to stop him.
Dean quickly reaches down and takes out the knife from his belt and thrusts it into the jaw of the Officer. Bobby pulls up behind the police car as the Officer begins to flash with light. Dean pulls out the knife and lets go of the Officer, who falls dead to the ground. Dean stands over him, arm behind him, panting after the fight.
Sam and I , shocked, move up behind him Whole Bobby quickly runs over to us and looks down at the dead Officer/demon. He looks back up at us, surprised and shocked. "What the hell happened?" He asked us. "Dean just killed a demon. How'd you know?" I said as I look over at Dean as he breathes heavily. Then he looks around on the ground and then turns to us.
"I just knew." He said and he turns back and looks down on the Officer. "I could see its face. Its real face under that one." Dean said and Bobby, who was looking down on the Officer, looks up at him by these words. Dean looks up at him and meets his gaze for a second.
The boys and I finished putting up branches over the police car, to hide it from plain sight, so that nobody can find it. "So what, now you're seeing demons?" Sam asked Dean once we finished. "I've seen all kinds of things lately but...nothing like this." Dean replied. "Actually it's not all that crazy." Bobby said and we look over at him.
"How's it not that crazy?" Dean asked him. "Well you've got, just over five hours to go? You're piercing the veil, Dean. You're glimpsing the B side." Bobby said. "A little less new age-y please." Dean snarks. "You're almost hell's bitch. So, you can see hell's other bitches." Bobby said and Dean looks first surprised and then his mock-face comes on. "Thank you." He said.
"Well, actually it could come in pretty handy." I said. "Oh, well, I'm glad my doomed soul is good for something." Dean said, sarcastically. "Damn right it is. Lilith's probably got demons stashed all over town. We can't let them sound the alarm. She knows we're here, we're dead before we're started." Bobby said. "Well, this is a terrific plan. I'm excited to be a part of it. Can we go, please?" Dean said and he begins to walk away with that and we follow.
Later, we make it to the neighborhood and go up to this house to see a little girl with these two adults sitting at a table, with one old man slumped dead on the table. The woman serves the little blonde girl a slice of cake and walks away as the girl smiles and begins to dig into the cake.
"It's the little girl. Her face is awful." Dean said as we stand by a window. Sam had binoculars, looking through it while Bobby stands next to him then me and Dean. "Alright then, let's go. We're wasting time." Sam said and he walks past us and moves for the door. Dean grabs hold of him, stopping him from leaving.
"Wait!" Dean said. "For what? For it to kill the rest of them?" Sam asked. "Yeah, and us too if we're not careful. Look. See the real go-getter mailman on the clock at nine PM?" Dean said and Sam holds up the binoculars and sees the mailman sorting mail at the back of his car. "And Mr Rogers over there." Dean said as Sam lowers the binoculars.
"Demons?" I asked as Sam looks through the binoculars again. "Yes." Dean said. "Ok, fine. We – we – we – we, we ninja pass those guys, sneak in." Sam said. "Then what? Give a Columbian necktie to a ten year old girl, come on!" Dean exclaims. "Look, Dean, I know it's awful." Sam said. "You think?" I said but Sam ignores me. "This isn't just about saving you, Dean. This is about saving everybody." Sam said.
"She's gotta be stopped, son." Bobby said and Dean, who looks contemplative, turns around and looks at Bobby and then out the window. "Oh, damn it." he mutters.
As quietly as we could, we took out the demons that were around and about. Bobby was blessing the water and getting ready for the sprinklers when Sam and I met up and saw Ruby had Dean up against a fence. "I'd like my knife back, please. Or your neck snaps like a chicken bone." We hear her growl as we come up behind her and Sam holds up her knife to her throat.
"He doesn't have it." Sam said to her. "Take it easy." he said and she backs away from Dean, releasing him from the fence. Sam and I stand still next to Dean who turns around to face her. "How the hell did you get out?" he asked her. "What you don't know about me could fill a book." Ruby snarks then Dean suddenly reacts to her face, moving his head back just a bit with wider eyes.
"Whoa." he said. "What?" Ruby asked as Dean looks to the side, not wanting to look at her anymore. He glances at her once or twice but that's it. "Nothing. I just – I couldn't see you before, but you're one ugly broad." Dean said and she rolls her eyes.
"Sam, give me the knife before you hurt yourself." She said to Sam. "You'll get it when this is over." I tell her. "It's already over. I gave you a way to save Dean, you two shot me down. Now it's too late. He's dead. And I'm not gonna let you guys die too." She said to me and Sam.
"Try and stop us, and I'll kill you. Bitch." Sam sneered. "Hit me with your best shot, baby." Ruby challenged and Dean turns around to us. "Guys, guys! Hey. Have your little catfight later." He said and we see a two people, probably father and son, standing outside on their porch looking at us.
We look towards the next house where a man with a briefcase is standing, staring at us. Then two other men were staring at us. "Crap." I muttered. "So much for the element of surprise." Dean said. "Go. Go. Run. Run!" Sam shouts and we open the gate and run, aiming for Lilith's house.
Sam reaches the house first and starts picking the lock on the door as Ruby, Dean ans I come up behind him, looking towards the lawn as more people run after us. "What the hell is taking Bobby?" I asked as Sam was having problems picking the lock. "I'm trying!" Sam said.
Suddenly when one demon reaches the lawn, the sprinklers turns on and she begins to flail, screaming, as the water burns her. Another demon is caught in the water and he screams and flails as well. I smile as a lot of possessed people standing outside the lawn, a few people in the water and our guys standing on the porch.
Finally, Sam gets the door opened and we run in while I hear Dean laughing at the demons before he comes in.
Once we entered, Sam, Ruby and I end up standing over a body, the three of us shocked. Dean closes the door and turns around to see the body. "You think Lilith knows we're here?" Dean asked us. "Probably." Ruby said and we look around a bit and then walk into the living room. Sam goes first, holding the knife out as if it was a gun. Ruby is behind him, closely followed by me and Dean.
Then I hear the creak of a door behind me and I quickly turn around, putting up one hand over a man's mouth. I turn him around to the others as I shush the man as he looks beyond terrified. "We're here to help. Ok?" I said and the man nods. "I'm gonna move my hand, and we're gonna talk nice and quiet, okay?" I said and the man nods his head yes and I slowly remove my hand.
"Sir, where is your daughter?" Sam asked him. "It's not...it's not her anymore." the man said, shakily. "Where is she?" I asked. "Upstairs. In her bedroom." The man said. "Okay, okay, okay. Listen to me. I want you to go downstairs to the basement. Put a line of salt at the door behind you. Do you understand me?" Dean whispers but the man shakes his head. "Not without my wife." He said. "Yes, without your wife." Dean said. "No." The man said then Dean punches his lights out.
He picks him up and puts him over his shoulder and gives us a look. He then starts walking.
Moments later, Sam, Ruby and I walk upstairs, backs against the wall and as stealthy as possible, Sam is in the lead with the knife in front of him. When we get up, look around a bit and then Ruby walks to the door to our right and Sam nods at her and then she goes in, closing the door behind her.
Sam starts slowly for the door to the left while I go straight forward towards and look into a different room, but no one was in there. I looked around the third room and the bathroom then I walked out until I hear a little girl scream. I run out and into the room to see Sam standing over a bed with the girl and her mother. But Dean was also there, holding Sam's arm.
"It's not her!" Dean tells him as the girl is breathing fast and heavily from what was just about to happen. Ruby comes up behind me then we go and stand behind Sam and Dean.
"It's not in the girl anymore." Dean tells Sam as thr girl begins to cry and curl up to her mother. "Mommy!" She cries as the woman hugs her. "Mommy's here. Mommy's here. It's okay." She assures the girl while the boys and I share a look.
"Alright, no matter what you hear. You, your husband and your daughter stay in the basement." Dean tells the woman as we come down the stairs. She goes through the basement door and Dean follows. Sam, Ruby and I walk past them. "Well, I hate to be a told you so." Ruby tells us.
"Alright Ruby, where is she?" I asked as we enter the living room. "I don't know." She replied. "Could she get past the sprinklers?" Sam asked her. "Her pay grade, she ain't sweating the holy water." She said. "Ok, you win. What do we have to do?" Sam asked and she looks at him, questioningly.
"What do you mean?" she asked. "To save Dean. What do you need me and (y/n) to do?" Sam asked but then I felt a hand on my shoulder then I spin around to see Dean had come up to us.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Dean asked and Sam pulls loose from him. "Just shut up for a second." Sam said to him, annoyed, then he turns to Ruby. "Ruby!"
"You had your chance. You can't just flip a switch. We needed time." Ruby said. "Well, there's gotta be something. There's gotta be some way, whatever it is, Sam and I'll do it." I said and Dean comes up and grabs me. "Don't, Dean! We're not gonna let you go to hell, Dean!" I yelled at him, tears in my eyes. "Yes, you are!" Dean shouts and we look at each other for a moment.
"Yes, you are." Dean said, calmer, while Sam and I just stare at him, breathing. "I'm sorry. I mean this is all my fault, I know that. But what you and Sam are doing, it's not gonna save me. It's only gonna kill you." Dean said and I look away for a second, tears building in my eyes.
"Then, what are we supposed to do?" Sam asked. "Keep fighting. Take care of my wheels. Sam, remember what Dad taught you...okay? And remember what I taught you." Dean said and I look back at him and I could see the heartbreak in his eyes. "(Y/n)..." he whispers and I could see tears welling up in his green eyes.
I go over to him and embrace him, burying my face in his chest. He wraps his arms around me and I feel him burying his face into my hair. I began to sob as I felt him kiss the top of my head. "I love you, (y/n)." He whispers in my ear, holding me tighter. "I love you too, Dean. So much." I cried then I pulled back to look up at him. He leans in and kissed me, slowly, like he was taking his time with this kiss.
A moment later, we hear the bell of the clock, which struck midnight. We break our kiss and tears runs down my face as he and I look at each other. Then he turns his head to look at Sam, who was also crying.
"I'm sorry, Dean. I wouldn't wish this upon my worst enemy." Ruby said, genuinely. Dean looks between them then me before his face falls and turns his head to the other side. I look at him and then look in the same direction, understanding that something's up.
"Hellhound." Dean said. "Where?" Sam asked him. "There." Dean said as he nods the he takes my hand and we bolt out of the room, followed by Sam and Ruby, and the hellhound quickly behind us. We run into another room and close the doors fast.
Dean takes out the bag with goofer dust as Sam, Ruby and I stand against the doors, holding them shut while the hellhound is pounding to get in. Dean runs over and throws himself down at the floor by the door and frantically starts pouring out the dust. The pounding suddenly stops and for a second we all stand sit still, then Dean bolts for the window and pours out the dust on the windowsill.
"Give me the knife, maybe I can fight it off." Ruby said to Sam, who looks at her, a bit confused. "What?" he asked. "Come on! That dust won't last forever." She said. After a few seconds, Sam takes out the knife and starts to hand it to Ruby.
"Wait!" Dean yells and we turn to him. "You wanna die?" Ruby asked him, angrily. "Sam, that's not Ruby. It's not Ruby!" Dean said, quickly, then Sam and I turn back to Ruby who, without touching us, flings me and Sam hard up against the wall, pinning us. Sam drops the knife and it falls to the floor.
She then hits Dean, without touching him, and flings him on top of the table, pinning him. Dean grunts as he holds up his head so he can look at Ruby. Sam and I look from Dean to Ruby. "How long you been in her?" Dean asked as Ruby's entire facial expression changes and becomes childlike, which made me realized that Lilith had taken over the body Ruby possessed.
"Not long." she said as she looks down on her body as she speaks. "But I like it. It's all grown up and pretty." She said and she looks up at Dean again, her eyes turning white. "And where's Ruby?" Sam asked and Lilith's eyes turns back to normal. "She was a very bad girl, so I sent her far, far away." She said and she tilts her head step by step and I hear her neck crunch with each tilting motion.
"You know, I should have seen it before...but you all look alike to me." Dean sneers. Lilith glances at him then turns to me and Sam and she starts walking slowly towards uz. "Hello, Sam and (y/n). I've wanted to meet you two for a very long time." She said and she walks up to me. Then she grabs my face and looks me over.
"So pretty." She mutters and I try to turn my head away from her. She let's go of my face then she goes over to Sam and grabs hold of his chin, forcing him to face her. Against his will, she gives him a kiss. "Your lips are soft." She whispers and Sam moves his head up and to the side, trying to get loose from her hand.
"Right, so you have us. Let my brother go." Sam said as he looks down on her. "Silly goose. You wanna bargain, you have to have something that I want. And neither of you don't." She said. "So, is this your big plan, huh? Drag me to hell. Kill Sam and (y/n). And then what? Become queen bitch?" Dean growls and Lilith turns to him.
"I don't have to answer to puppy chow." She said as Dean tries to hold himself up against her restraint. Lilith suddenly moves from me and Sam, as she looks at Dean, and walks over to the door while Dean follows her with his eyes. She grabs hold of the doorhandle and, while looking at Dean, exclaims. "Sic 'em, boy."
Sam and I snap our heads to Dean at this and Dean looks over at us and then at the door. Lilith opens the door and the goofer dust blows away as the hellhound gets in, Lilith just laughs and smiles.
Dean was yanked off of the table by his legs and pulled down. He screamed as I could see him getting ripped apart by the invisible monster. And the worst part is that all Sam and I could do was stand against the wall, helpless, scared and panicked.
"No! Stop!" Sam and I shout as Lilith just looks over at us and then down at Dean who's struggling on the floor. The hound has already slashed his right leg and is now attacking his chest as he screams in pain. He turns over onto his stomach. "STOP IT!" I screamed at Lilith but she just watches with a little smile on her face. The hound slashes Dean on his back and his shoulder.
"No!" Sam and I shout as Dean flips over and it slashes him over his chest, blood gushing out; Sam and I just watch in horror. "No. Stop it." Sam shouts as Dean takes his last breaths now. "STOP IT!" I screamed in anger as the blood pours out of Dean's chest; he's not screaming anymore, but still not dead.
"NO!" Sam and I exclaimed while Lilith smiles at us. "Yes." She said, a bit of a pleasure tone in her voice, then She holds out her hand and suddenly white light erupts from it. As it builds up Sam and I turn our head, eyes closed ready for death....but nothing came.
The white light fades and I open my eyes to see that Sam and I were on the floor, huddled up together in a corner next to a cabinet, holding pur hands up in front of our faces. When we noticed nothing happened, and the light was gone, Sam and I slowly take down our hands, look up at Lilith and rise up to a standing position.
She looks at the floor, afraid, then she holds out her hand and looks at us. "Back." She said as I take a breath and start walking towards her, Sam by my side. "I said, back." She ordered, holding her hand out. Sam bends down and picks up Ruby's knife while Lilith looks very afraid of us now.
I grab her wrist then raised my other fist and said, with a growl. "I don't think so."
But before Sam and I could do anything, Lilith exits Ruby's body, the black smoke goes out of her body and into the ventilation in the roof. "COWARD!!" I screamed, angrily, as Ruby's body collapses.,
I take a few deep breathes then look over to see Dean's body laying on the floor. Dean wasn't moving, his eyes opened, no life behind those green eyes that I fell in love with. With tears building up quickly, Sam and I slowly walk over to Dean and I begin to cry as we bend down next to him.
Sam picks up Dean, holding his head close to him. "No...no...Dean..." Sam cries and I sob then lean my head against Dean's shoulder. "Dean...no..no...no...please, no..." I cried.
*3rd Person POV*
Chains were hanging everywhere, stretched from place to place, thunder roars and lightning flashes. And in the middle of it, screaming in pain, was Dean Winchester. Dean was in the middle of the chains, hooked up by his arms and legs.
One of the hooks was attached through his right shoulder, he's bloody and sweaty. There's blood in his mouth and he looks completely terrified. "HELP! NO! SOMEBODY HELP ME!" He screams as he looks around. "Sam! (y/n)!" He screams in terror but neither Sam or (y/n) are around to help him.
"SAAAAAAAM! (YYYY/NNNN)!"
@rach5ive @kitsun369 @itzabbyxx @cevans-winchester @ellie-andthemachine
#fandom#fanfic#fan fiction#reader insert#x reader#supernatural#dean winchester#dean winchester x you#dean x you#supernatural dean#supernatural fanfic series#supernatural fandom#supernatural fanfiction#dean x reader#deanwinchtser#dean winchester x female!reader#dean winchester x reader#dean winchester imagine#fantasy#horror#tv show fandom#tv shows#tv
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Ghost Drink Scale
i like this headcanon that lives in my mind, that Ghost is a excelent drinker, but a terrible one if we are talking about tequila.
So obv one day, los vaqueros bring tequila to a kinda off party that 141 is having (except there is no music, only a bunch of dudes in small circles chatting, drinking and being loud -and sometimes a little fight, but is all friendly).
141 knows for a fact that Ghost is a awful tequila guy, that is gonna drive someone insane that night, and give everybody headche tomorrow, but the AleRudy have never seen Ghost even tipsy so they dont belive that this is possible. In some way, Gaz convince Soap to prove for the couple that Ghost is indeed a horrible tequila drinker.
So Soap offered LT a drink and the mask man did not refuse while being swip by the nice talker.
And from that day they ended up creating a scale of how much Ghost can change with a glass of tequila:
One Drink Simon: He does space out more frequently, nothing too alarming for now.
Two Drink Simon: He is loud. You can hear his voice across the street. And he dont volume down if you ask, he only whispers loud and in seconds is being loud again.
Three Drink Simon: Extremely confident. He passes to flirt non-stop with Soap, witch makes Jhonny go red. Rudy is dying of laugh with Gaz, and he just promeses that makes better.
Four Drink Simon: He speaks all in any language, but none of them are English. Seven of the ten sentences the group can decipher are profanity (Simon is a real potty mouth with tequila on his head), two are something inexplicable about Soap, and one is a dead mystery because they are 100% sure the language doesn't exist (it is dead Latin, and it's a recipe that reminds him of his family).
Five Drink Simon: He's kind of bummer. He is very sad. He doesn't cry, but he will question the existence of life with himself, that nothing should matter because everyone is going to die, and before he gets to damn emotional, everyone agrees to give it another shot of tequila.
Six Drink Simon: His head doesn't work anymore, he dont wants to know about sad things, or whatever. He just needs to move, he stands, he walks, he can't stay still, until Alejandro drop the best mexican music and Simon starts an awkward dance in place. (At this point everyone is so drunk they aren't the only ones dancing).
Seve Drink Simon: he is sweating duo the dance moves, but he cant care less. He is a little pervert horny guy trying to get in Soap pants like his life depends on this.
And at this point, Gaz is lost in some place with Alex, AleRudy are too distracted burning everyone in the dance floor to notice that Soap likes this Simon too damn much, and leaves with him to some room where them can do all the dirty things that Soap dind't know that Simon could even think of doing with him, but here he was, having all of this being whispered in his ear in one of the sexiest voices that he can ever hear.
They stop in Seven Drink Simon for now, but 141 and los vaqueros are not done with Ghost, some day he will not be able to run way with Soap before they can feed him another shot of tequila.
who would imagine that even the might Ghost have a little weakness like tequila. And, well, at least now they have Soap to relief the headche that Ghost in definilly give everyone in the next morning.
#tequila may not be able to kill you but she will kill your dignity#call of duty mwii#ghostsoap#simon ghost riley#john soap mactavish#alerudy#inspired in b99#english is not my first language#price is with Nikolai the whole time so he dont have the power to stop them#Ghost let himself be sweet talked for Jhonny#Ghost as Amy Santiago#AleRudy are killer husbands and dancers
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Finally working my way through The House of Hades
1) Everyone's right, this is the best book so far, and I've been eating these things up like candy so that says a lot
2) I AM SCREAMING I AM AT THE PART FOR MY BLORBO
What this is exactly was spoiled for me long ago, but I had no idea when, where, or how this came to light in the series, and I DEFINITELY WASN'T EXPECTING THIS, so I'm LOSING MY MIND RIGHT NOW
Unhinged reaction (with spoilers, beware!) below the cut, but the TL;DR is that this sound clip was playing in my head the SECOND I realized where I was and what was about to take place.
The book:
“Your master?” Jason had a flashback to a floating palace above Pikes Peak in Colorado, where he’d visited (and barely survived) the studio of a crazy weatherman who claimed he was the god of all the winds. “Please tell me your master isn’t Aeolus.”
“That airhead?” Favonius snorted. “No, of course not.”
“He means Eros.” Nico’s voice turned edgy. “Cupid, in Latin.”
ME:
OHHHH? OH OH OH??!! OH?!!! OHHH!!!??!!!!
The book:
Favonius smiled. “Very good, Nico di Angelo. I’m glad to see you again, by the way. It’s been a long time.”
Nico knit his eyebrows. “I’ve never met you.”
“You’ve never seen me,” the god corrected. “But I’ve been watching you. When you came here as a small boy, and several times since. I knew eventually you would return to look upon my master’s face.”
ME:
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH MY GOD OH MY GOD
The book:
Nico turned even paler than usual. His eyes darted around the cavernous room as if he was starting to feel trapped.
“Nico?” Jason said. “What’s he talking about?”
“I don’t know. Nothing.”
Me:
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
The book:
“Nothing?” Favonius cried. “The one you care for most…plunged into
Tartarus, and still you will not allow the truth?”
Me:
*OHSHIT.MP3 PLAYS AS I RUN AROUND THE ROOM SCREAMING*
The book:
Suddenly Jason felt like he was eavesdropping.
The one you care for most.
He remembered what Piper had told him about Nico’s crush on Annabeth. Apparently Nico’s feelings went way deeper than a simple crush.
Me, being totally normal about this:
JASON YOU FOOL
The book:
“You took the scepter,” Jason guessed.
“For safekeeping,” Favonius agreed. “It is one of Cupid’s many treasures, a reminder of better times. If you want it…” Favonius turned to Nico. “You must face the god of love.”
Me:
*probably about to die*
The book:
Nico stared at the sunlight coming through the windows, as if wishing he could escape through those narrow openings.
Jason wasn’t sure what Favonius wanted, but if facing the god of love meant forcing Nico into some sort of confession about which girl he liked, that didn’t seem so bad.
Me:
*WEEPING* JASON. BUDDY...
The book:
“Nico, you can do this,” Jason said. “It might be embarrassing, but it’s for the scepter.”
Nico didn’t look convinced. In fact he looked like he was going to be sick. But he squared his shoulders and nodded. “You’re right. I—I’m not afraid of a love god.”
Me, knowing that the only way out for my sad little emo baby boy is through:
So basically I think the next chapter is gonna destroy me
#Percy Jackson#Percy Jackson: Heroes of Olympus#PJO#PJO: HOO#spoilers#Percy Jackson spoilers#PJO spoilers#Percy Jackson: Heroes of Olympus spoilers#PJO: HOO spoilers#Nico Di Angelo#blorbo#Lizzu original#text post#I AM FEELING FEELINGS#House of Hades#House of Hades spoilers#audio#audio clip#meme audio#swear words
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happy 4th of july, here's lafayette pt. 1
i hope you're all excited for this edition of appeasing @thereallvrb0y because he's my son. i haven't finished the research for this so im gonna be doing that as i go, but i have. so. much. information on this man. and by that i mean im limiting it to just two of my books that have info on him, Lafayette by Harlow Giles Unger, and The Marquis Lafayette Reconsidered by Laura Auricchio. I highly recommend both of these, individually or together. okay let's go
Early Life in Chavaniac
Marie Joseph Paul Yves Roch Gilbert du Motier, Marquis de Lafayette was born into a noble, provincial family that belonged to the Nobility of the Sword, meaning they earned their titles through military achievements, on September 6, 1757 in Chavaniac, France. His childhood home was the Chateau de Chavaniac which had 18 rooms, so he was always rich. The countryside was referred to as the Auvergne, so if you hear the term "Auvergne nobility/princes/princesses", they mean hillbilly rich people.
Gilbert/Lafayette (which are the two names for him I will be rotating between) had this dad named Roch-Gilbert, Marquis de Lafayette, who was killed in the Seven Years War at the Battle of Minden, and that made young Gilbert want to be a solider. Roch-Gilbert was one of many generations in his family to die in historical (mostly military) events.
Roch-Gilbert, however, was the first of his line to marry into the Nobility of the Court, which are old money people who are just rich because they were born that way, and they have direct ties to the royal family. The Nobility of the Court lived in Paris and Versailles for the most part, and looked down heavily on the Auvergne nobility the same way Elon Musk would look down on someone like Shane Dawson.
The senior Marquis de Lafayette married Marie-Julie de La Rivière, who was from a very prestigious family that were very well connected (included some members of the Order of Saint Louis for military service). Since she was Nobility of the Court, she spent a lot of her time in Paris, and was pretty absent from her son's life.
Despite this, Lafayette was still raised primarily by women. His grandmother was the head of the household at the chateau, and took care of all family matters. His two aunts and an older female cousin helped to raise the little marquis.
He was a feisty little kid too. I'm sure if you've been around for a while in Lafayette spaces you've heard the story of the Beast of Gèvaudan. Basically there were some rumors going around that there was a scary monster roaming the countryside killing people and animals. Lafayette, who was about 6 at the time, gathered his gang of friends to go kill it, but never found it. The going theory was that it was a starving wolf.
"I recall nothing in my life that preceded my enthusiasm for glorious tales or my plans to travel the world in search of renown." -Lafayette, 1780
Move to Paris
Lafayette traveled to accompany his mother in Paris in December 1767, which was a massive change for a ten year old. Paris was a huge city full of people richer than him, and at this time, he wasn't used to not being the richest person in the room.
Lafayette's tutor, Abbè Fayon, accompanied him on the journy. Up until this point, Fayon was focused on teaching Lafayette tradition, and everything he needed to know to uphold his rank, such as the history of their lineage, a little bit of Greek and Latin, and more necessary information to become an army officer and feudal landholder, as that was the system France was still under: lords owning large portions of land and allowing peasants to leave and work on them for an exchange of a portion of the profit. (spoiler alert: this doesn't end well). Fayon would remain in Lafayette's employ from the rest of his life.
In Paris, Lafayette would be surrounded with Enlightenment philosophy, which only turned his ambition into rebelliousness as he went into his teenage years.
Lafayette first attended the Collége du Plessis, where he had a close group of friends who looked up to him and generally did whatever he said. There was one time where they didn't, when Lafayette "wanted to mount a revolt to prevent the unjust punishment of one of my comrades... I was not as well-supported as I might have hoped." -Lafayette, "Autobiographie".
Lafayette was very skilled in Latin rhetoric, and won a prize for it (though did not win the university wide competition, which was disappointing). This sparked a fascination with Republican Rome, and he eventually started reading the works of Louis-Sébastien Mercier, who would become a heavy influence.
When he was 13, he was secured a place in the Black Musketeers by his great-grandfather, Comte de La Rivière. The Black Musketeers were soldiers of the King's guard. Lafayette was very excited for the appointment, but later realized it was ceremonial.
He had been thrilled "to ride to Versailles in full uniform to hear the king tell me... that he had nothing to order, and to report back to the commander of the musketeers the same news that was repeated to him three hundred and sixty-five days a year." -"Autobiographie"
(side note: "Autobiographie" is one of Lafayette's memoirs. He began one in 1780, and finished another later on.)
Lafayette's mother and grandfather both died in 1770, leaving him with a vast inheritance and more mommy issues. His greatest income, after he inherited all the older generations' properties, was around 130,000 livres per year, and, in a society where a skilled employer with a steady income earned around 1,000 lives per year, this was, in academic terms, a shit ton of money. This is why people say Lafayette was the richest man in France at the age of 12.
With all this money, the focus became on getting Lafayette in the court, which meant he would have to get married sooner rather than later. That's around when he was introduced to Marie Adrienne Francoise de Noailles.
The Noailles family is like. the most important family besides the royal family in the Court of Versailles. This family is like literally the court. Adrienne's father was one of Louis XV's closest advisors, the family belonged to several chivalric orders, and they had direct connections to both Louis XVI and Marie Antoinette.
It is very abnormal that a family like this would marry one of their daughters to a provincial nobleman, but Lafayette was a really strange case. He was. unnecessarily rich. Like there is no other Auvergne nobleman who made this amount of money. France also used the dowry system, and Adrienne's father, Duc d'Ayen had five daughters he would need to pay dowries for- but he wouldn't have to give Lafayette a dowry because he was SO. FUCKING. RICH.
Adrienne was the second of Duc d'Ayen's daughters, and he wanted to marry off her and her older sister as soon as possible. However, the Duchesse refused to let him marry her TWELVE YEAR OLD DAUGHTER, and this caused a lot of issues between them.
"You don't know my wife. No matter how bitterly she argues, she'll apologize like a rueful little girl if you show her she is wrong, but she will never budge if she doesn't see it." -duc d'Ayen
"My mother and father were constantly quarreling- and refused to tell us why." -Adrienne
The duchesse was entirely right btw, and the duc was really creepy! she also just didn't want to be separated from her children. there's just so many tragic situations here and all the time in the french court
Eventually, Adrienne's parents agreed to post pone the marriage for two years, so Adrienne and Gilbert were married when he was 16 and she 14. However, in the meantime, they were completely unaware that the marriage was happening.
“The two marriages were arranged [Adrienne’s aforementioned sister was being married at the same time to Vicomte de Noailles], but only on condition that no one was to mention them to my sister before a year had passed and to me before eighteen months. My mother agreed that Monsieur de Noailles and Monsieur de Lafayette would meet us haphazardly from time to time, either at my mother’s home or on walks. But my mother did not want us to be distracted from our education.” -Adrienne de Lafayette
During those eighteen months, Adrienne developed a major crush on Gilbert, but he was more focused on organizing his little friendgroup's shenanigans.
That wouldn't last long because Gilbert moved into the Noailles mansion at Versailles in February 1773, and was enrolled in the Académie de Versailles. This was a school for very high ranking noblemen, including Princes of the Blood, which is what relatives of the royal family were callled.
Gilbert was embraced by the Noailles' as a son, and he was very happy to have a family again. However, as we shall soon see, Lafayette didn't quite live up to the duc's expectations for a Noailles son.
Lafayette and Adrienne had a very grand wedding, but were not permitted to consummate their marriage for some Catholic reason I forgot, but it was a gateway for Lafayette to enter to King's court for the first time. More about that next time on the Disney channel
#history#amrev#marquis de lafayette#lafayette#french history#frev#american history#amrev history#adrienne de lafayette#do it for richie 💪
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am sick so if you'd like to speak some suitehearts/killjoys thoughts to me i would love to hear them :P
im sorry ur not feeling well :(( heres a (too goddamn long sorry) summary of all the suitehearts Thoughts i was struck with in latin earlier to hopefully make you feel a bit better <33
so first i was just thinking abt Benz and how hed get roped into the show via threats from bli and then i was like ohhh okay what if they offer him a lab space/equipment to do whatever experiments/research he wants if they agree to being on the show. bc like at this point its abundantly clear that hes not gonna work for them by making new drugs as originally planned but they dont want to risk losing his potential (and they wanna show that theyre still fucking in control) so they make them this "deal" (which theyve really got no other option to take if they dont wanna die) and he gets this lab and figures he can find a way of counteracting blis bullshit sort of in secret bc he knows hes never gonna be able to get this equipment anywhere else
AND THEN i started thinking abt how this would effect his relationship with everyone else on the show (namely Sandman and Donnie bc Crab atp basically just exists off set in a drugged up haze) and i started thinking that maybe thered be some tension there bc the others are either poor or poor AND heavily demoted from past positions of power, and they look at Benz with his higher education and seemingly wealthy lifestyle and they think hes an enthusiastic participant in the system thats fucked them both over. so maybe theyre both kinda dicks to them off set but im thinking Benz doesn't really care bc he doesnt hang around much anyways if they arent filming- hes gotta spend every possible second in the lab yk? and then i started thinking about what might push them all to really talk and become friends which led to THE fucking idea ever
so one day Sandy and Donnie are looking for Benz in his dressing room bc they were supposed to start filming like fifteen fucking minutes ago god Benz this isnt just your show stop being so fucking selfish and come do your job- but they stop as just outside the door as they very clearly hear Benz arguing with someone important and they're saying something about a deal? and Benz sounds pissed saying this wasnt in the agreement and they said he could research whatever he wanted and they cant just do this- if they take this from him hes done. he's walking. they already took everything else from him so if they dont let him have this then hes off the fucking show and they can just try and catch him when he runs. and Whoever theyre talking to is just like "lolz okay well if you're leaving guess were gonna have to recast everyone for 'consistency' so i guess all the others have no reason to be kept around anymore-" and its like. a VERY clear threat on the rest of the Suitehearts' lives and Benz fucking freaks out. he backtracks immediately apologizes for speaking out says they can take his research he doesnt care jesus just dont bring them into this they didnt even do anything
so then Sandy and Donnie are like "ohhh What The Fuck :D" and they kinda feel like assholes for making assumptions bc clearly this isnt the first time Benz has been threatened (and its very much implied that blis gone through with last threats when he wasnt compliant) and theyve both already had their own shit building up and their hatred for bli was already basically at the tipping point already so yeah. they confront Benz and Benz tells him that theyd been trying to develop a sort of blocker for bli's pills. something people in the city can take to negate their effects. he didnt even know if it was possible or if he was on the right track with his research but apparently bes gotten close enough to something for bli to have to step in now. and the other two are obviously like ?????? WHAT THE FUCK YOU MEAN YOU LITERALLY INVENTED A WAY TO FREE PEOPLE FROM BLIS CONTROL WHAT THE SHIT WE HAVE TO HELP YOU SAVE THAT SHIT RIGHT THE FUCK NOW
and Benz is all like "well technically idk if ive invented shit yet bc i haven't actually tested the drug on anyone" and the others are like "bet okay you need a test subject? lets yoink Crab". Benz is incredibly fucking against doing that bc Consent and Ethics. he lets it slip that he does have a stash of the drug already made and hidden in his apartment and hes just gonna test the shit on himself but Sandy and Donnie are noooot fucking having it bc "dude. you understand they arent gonna let you go after this right? even if they keep you alive, they are gonna start tightening the reigns and pumping you full of shit and then youre gonna be the one who needs the blockers" and yeah they really do have a point there so Benz agrees to join them on the escape plan theyve been devising (which side note. yeah those two were planning on running away together anyways but thats a different post probably-) and what follows is the most stressful fucking two weeks of all of their lives as they start discreetly gathering the shit theyll need to leave all while having to wrap filming this season and dealing with management watching their every fucking move and making vague ominous comments about "the future of their careers" AND theyre slipping Crab these new fucking pills and having to keep a close eye on them and keep them calm as theyre slowing coming out of their trance and realizing Oh Fuck Im In The City
and then like. it all comes to a head and they very publicly are chased by a bunch of crows in costume bc they end up having to fin in the middle of filming and i havent thought much abt this lart yet so yeah. thats what i spent all of latin thinking abt I HOPE YOU FEEL BETTER SOON KAZ <333
#asks#my headcanons#danger days#danger days headcanons#americas suitehearts#killjoy suitehearts#<gonna try use that tag to keep all my thoughts together :p#danger days the true lives of the fabulous killjoys#and yes this is literally the exact shit i said i wasnt gonna post abt and this is what im writing a fic on so spoilers ig but not really#BUT ITS NOT MY FAULT OKAY I NEED TO CHEER NY FRIEND UP AND I JUST STARTED TYPING AND COULDNT STOP#so enjoy all my Too Many words ig#my writing
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the haunted mansion sentence starters
❝ it’s love, isn’t it? ❞
❝ would you like a divorce? ❞
❝ i’m looking forward to tonight. ❞
❝ let’s sign some papers. ❞
❝ this is such a big deal for us. we have to celebrate! ❞
❝ my name’s teddy. your husband told me to tell you he loves you very much, but sometimes he loses track of the time…. i’m sorry i’m late. ❞
❝ hey, come on, ____. don’t be like that. ❞
❝ there’s a spider in my room! ❞
❝ you’re making a big deal out of nothing. ❞
❝ i was trying to make a point about how it’s important to whack your own spiders! ❞
❝ it’s just a little detour. no more than 20 minutes. ❞
❝ are we still in america? ❞
❝ how are we gonna get in..? what if you give me a boost, and i’ll go around the back? ❞
❝ you give up too easy. you’ve got to be more patient. ❞
❝ now, that’s something you don’t see every day… ❞
❝ did you know they have, uh, dead people in the backyard? ❞
❝ hello? is anybody home? ❞
❝ please accept this waterproof calendar as a token of my appreciation. ❞
❝ i’ve never seen anything like this. ❞
❝ my grandfather spared no expense when he built this mansion. ❞
❝ you have very beautiful children, ____. ❞
❝ you never see houses like this. or at least i don’t. ❞
❝ this house is my inheritance. my birthright… but lately it’s become too much to bear. ❞
❝ do you believe in ghosts? ❞
❝ people love bathrooms. ❞
❝ the storm has flooded the road. i’m afraid there will be no leaving the mansion tonight. ❞
❝ of course you are more than welcome to spend the night here. ❞
❝ what’s the problem? ❞
❝ the only thing you seem to care about anymore is work. ❞
❝ i didn’t mean to say that, okay? ❞
❝ you scared me. ❞
❝ let’s go talk some turkey. ❞
❝ i was just wondering. have you ever been to a tanning salon? i’ve got a friend who’s got a really great place. you can get a really smooth tan. do something about that ashy white look. i’m sure the ladies would love it. ❞
❝ would you care for a drink, while you’re waiting? ❞
❝ that’s what i need to do. get a big picture of myself|to put on the living room wall. adds a touch of elegance to the room. ❞
❝ you don’t believe in ghosts? ❞
❝ the way i see it, you only go around the track once. so you do it full-out all the way around. ❞
❝ may i confide in you? ❞
❝ do you think it’s gonna stop raining soon? ❞
❝ i wonder where this leads to. ❞
❝ it’s a ghost ball. i think it wants us to follow it. ❞
❝ ____ hates it when i leave things lying about. ❞
❝ these walls are filled with so many memories. some of them painful. ❞
❝ where’s your sense of adventure? ❞
❝ what are you doing here? you’re not supposed to be here! ❞
❝ does anybody want a cookie? ❞
❝ trespassers don’t get cookies! ❞
❝ if i had to listen to another word from that insufferable fool, i think i would have burst. ❞
❝ is it really too much to ask for a little cooperation? ❞
❝ i am madame ____, seer of all, voice to the spirits. whom do you seek? ❞
❝ i don’t want to look within. i want to look without. ❞
❝ there is great evil in this house. a devil’s curse. it seeks to destroy you. ❞
❝ why would something seek to destroy me? ❞
❝ hey, i’d really like to stay on the ground. ❞
❝ your family is at stake. your very life is at stake. ❞
❝ if i could tell you, i would. but i can’t, so i won’t, okay? ❞
❝ you can’t help the dead. they’re beyond help. ❞
❝ everyone should keep their noses in their own business. ❞
❝ how did she die? ❞
❝ do not be deceived. all things are not as they appear. ❞
❝ how do we get out of here? ❞
❝ i thought you said you could drive this thing! ❞
❝ why are all these ghosts still hanging around here? ❞
❝ to love someone so much and then lose them so suddenly… i can’t imagine how awful that must be. ❞
❝ if you truly love someone, they never leave you. they remain in your heart forever. ❞
❝ thanks for nothing. ❞
❝ i studied latin for three years. you thought it was dumb, remember? you said it was a dead language. ❞
❝ i didn’t know you had a bad childhood. ❞
❝ i didn’t have a bad childhood. ❞
❝ now, that wasn’t hard, was it? ❞
❝ relax. i have everything under control. i have everything completely under control. ❞
❝ it’s okay to be scared. everybody gets scared sometimes. i’m scared right now.❞
❝ open the door, or i’ll kill you! ❞
❝ everybody gets scared now and then. you just can’t let it stop you. ❞
❝ you got the key? ❞
❝ look, i don’t make the rules. i just work here. ❞
❝ hey, what are you doing?! put me down! ❞
❝ this is bad luck! this is very bad luck! ❞
❝ i’m getting nauseous! ❞
❝ don’t talk to me about being fragile. i’m the one that’s feeling fragile right now. ❞
❝ how do i know what to look for? this thing is full of junk. ❞
❝ the butler did it? you gotta be kidding me. ❞
❝ why’d you kill her? ❞
❝ what she sees in you, i’ll never know. ❞
❝ life, i’m afraid, is such a delicate state. ❞
❝ how wonderful. you’re going to kill a ghost. ❞
❝ do you believe that love is about second chances? about forgiveness? ❞
❝ don’t you remember? ❞
❝ don’t you recognize me at all? ❞
❝ ____, you’re scaring me. ❞
❝ now you’ve returned to me. and at long last, we can be together. ❞
❝ why do you not remember? ❞
❝ leave me alone! get away from me! ❞
❝ you haven’t put on your dress yet. ❞
❝ there are worse things than purgatory, i can assure you. ❞
❝ what are you doing? ❞
❝ oh, i see. you’re just gonna sit there, feeling sorry for yourself. ❞
❝ it’s never too late. ❞
❝ you try. you fail. but the only true failure|is when you stop trying. ❞
❝ what do you want me to do? ❞
❝ i lost you once. i don’t intend to let it happen again. ❞
❝ if you’re gonna kill me, kill me. but on the other side, i’m gonna be whipping your ass for all eternity. ❞
❝ what’s the meaning of this? ❞
❝ was love my mistake? ❞
❝ all these years i’ve sacrificed for you. but what would you understand of sacrifice, duty, or honor? ❞
❝ damn you. damn you all to hell! ❞
❝ ____, please. i love you so much. ❞
❝ i have waited so long for this moment. ❞
❝ hey. that’s my wife. ❞
❝ i thought i lost you. ❞
❝ can you ever forgive me? ❞
❝ are we there yet? ❞
❝ nothing takes 20 minutes. ❞
#prompt meme#roleplay prompts#rp prompts#rp meme#rpc meme#roleplay meme#sentence starters#starter meme#sentence starter meme
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I made a compilation with some headcanons that I remembered about the Chaotix there on twitter and I'm gonna bring them here to spread a little more of the word of Chaotix Cariocas to y'all
Chaotix are Latinos, they're from the city of Rio de Janeiro specifically
Vector considers Silver one of his boys (this is technically canon)
Espio is latin blasian
Silver is an albino hedgehog
Espio and Charmy once shared a room but Vector had to get their own room before they killed each other
Espio is autistic, Charmy has ADHD and Silver is autistic with ADHD
Vector likes pagode, Silver likes samba, Espio likes rock and Charmy likes Xuxa
When Silver sleeps he is dead to the world until 10am and literally nothing wakes him up
Silver is a transmasc agender king
Vector won't let Espio out on cases alone after Sonic Rivals 2
Silver sets fire to whatever he sets out to cook
Vector and Eggman root for Vasco and have already met once at São Januário
Charmy is a die-hard fan of Naruto and gets on Espio's nerves for him to do Naruto's moves
Espio is a big fan of TMNT but no one knows it
Vector evades taxes
Silver's favorite food is chocolate ice cream
Silver has a garden in the backyard of the Chaotix Agency
All Chaotix break the 4th wall (Silver included), and Charmy uses Toon Force the most
Silver uses power inhibitors like Shadow's and if he doesn't use them, his psychic marks will spread through his body
Charmy and Cream have the ability to burn down a house when they're together
Vector takes Vanilla on dates to fancy restaurants to impress her
Vanilla is almost immune to getting drunk while Vector gets drunk on the first glass of Skol
Espio speaks Spanish, Portuguese, Libras and Japanese
The Chaotix have a curse jar, which is filled almost completely by Espio alone every month
Espio teaches Libras to Charmy so that when he becomes non-verbal he can still at least communicate with him, it's kinda their thing
Charmy has an afro hair and Espio constantly does hairstyles in it
Vector's snoring can be heard from across the block
Vanilla has a small restaurant in her village and the Chaotix are always there
Vanilla taught Espio and Silver how to knit
Espio can't swim if his life depended on it
Cream and Silver like to pick flowers from Silver's garden together
Gemerl is the official babysitter of the house
Silver and Charmy are sugar addicts
Espio and Chamy met first and only later met (were adopted) by Vector
Espio has a super cheap, crappy motorcycle that Vector got him for his 16th birthday, but he loves it and Charmy has filled it with stickers
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Ligaments
Posting 25th September 2023!
Fic by tea_or_die
Art by sidewinder
Rating: Explicit
Summary: lig·a·ment
noun ANATOMY
a short band of tough, flexible fibrous connective tissue which connects two bones or cartilages or holds together a joint.
a membranous fold that supports an organ and keeps it in position.
ARCHAIC
a thing which unites people or things; a bond.
Tags: Graphic Depictions of Violence; Tags: Alternate Universe- Canon Divergence, POV Alternating, TransAlpha Dean, Omega Cas, Serial Killers, Righteous Killers, Murder Husbands/Murder Mates, A/B/O Dynamics, Idiots in Love, Mutual Pining, Dismembering, Bodyparts Everywhere, Mutilation, Strangers to Lovers, Latin, Sexy Anatomy Talk, Murder as Foreplay, Knives, Blood&Violence, Torture-not the sexy kind, Smut, Fluff Too, Sexual Tension, Self-worth Issues, Charlie Is a Good Friend, Mention of Abuse- but the bitch dies for it so it’s fine, Assholes Die in This Universe, Scenting, True Mates, Mating Bites, Frotting, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Consent Is Sexy, Unsafe sex, Impala Sex, Gift Giving, Happy Ending
Excerpt: Below the readmore
Dean unceremoniously dumps the shitty valet onto the ground behind the car. Rummaging in the trunk, he selects a length of lead pipe, a sheet of sandpaper, and one of two iron brands that now rest below the false bottom of the Impala’s trunk. He and Castiel had discussed their plan on the way to their destination, but that last item is one that should take Castiel by surprise. A pleasant one, Dean hopes.
“Hey Cas,” Dean calls, heading towards the run-down cabin, “I’m just gonna start running supplies in. Can you keep an eye on douchebag over here?”
Castiel ambles over, hands still in his pockets and looks down at the teen in disdain.
“He’s not going anywhere, darling, take your time.”
The crooked smirk and the look of menace in Castiel’s eyes is unbearably hot to Dean. His blood is set aflame, and he nearly trips as he carries a handful of tarps in next, he’s so distracted.
When the temporary kill room is set up to Dean’s satisfaction, he and Castiel haul the young man in from outside to rest on the tarps Dean has laid out on the floor. He’s not sure this one will get particularly messy, but it’s better to be safe than sorry. For all that he’s not been gagged, their victim is unusually quiet. This is the part where they generally start begging and pleading, but Dean’s not going to complain about the lack of sniveling and crying. He does, however, like to play with his food so he rearranges his tools where Beverly can see them, and begins to speak.
“You understand what you did, right you little asshole?” Dean asks, tauntingly. The beta man simply glares up at Dean from his position on his knees.
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Here’s some Curious Village themed drawings I did
I didn’t have room to write it, but basically the stuff with Adrea is supposed to be expectations (that’s she’s just a jerk) vs reality, because I mean, Lucy is mentioned in the profiles to be a very sweet kid, and that she’s somehow great friends with Adrea, despite Adrea seeming like a jerk. I like to think that while Adrea may like to make fun of people all the time, she really does care about her young friend, and Lucy’s one of the only people to see past Adrea’s initial appearances and see she’s got a good heart
Also fun fact, while Lucy’s name is a Latin name meaning “light”, Adrea’s name is also Latin meaning “dark”. Just thought that was an interesting little contrast that also ties into their personalities too
Next I drew Lucy with her unnamed brother whom I’ve decided to call Oliver, whom she calls Ollie for short. No real deeper reason, other than it’s also Latin and it happens to be the name of another Level 5 protagonist I suppose. Going with my theory that Lucy is a human not from St Mystere (and specifically Desmond’s daughter), the same goes for her brother too, and I wanted to make them look like they aren’t related (though I suppose they still could be), and I give him dot eyes as a slight parallel to Layton to Lucy’s Desmond in this scenario. Also going along the lines of the first puzzle Lucy gives you, she and Oliver are the same age, both being around 11, only Lucy is a couple months older
As for Oliver’s backstory, I haven’t fully decided, but he’s either a kid of another Targent agent who had the one who smuggled Lucy out take their kid too because they knew they were gonna die soon and that they had no other family, so their son would end up in Targent and they didn’t want that, or he was another kid who’s parents were killed by Targent that the agent decided to take with him
Then I just drew some more characters
First I like the idea that Flick and Percy are married, so I drew them together. Maybe it’s just me, but I can’t help but think the way I drew Percy makes him look like kid Gru
Oh yeah another thing I was gonna draw but forgot to, I like to imagine that Flick and Rodney are brothers, simply because I think they look alike
Then I drew Simon and Ramon because I like the idea that they’re either good friends or dating, and they’re just jerks to everyone together. I feel like Ramon looks weird though. I swear, I have no clue how to draw his hair, so I just sort of flubbed it
Then finally I drew Lady Dahlia because I like her and I had some empty space. I hope things go better for her in the future
Anyways, hope you like it
#professor layton#curious village#cv lucy#lady dahlia reinhold#simon reinhold#is that his name?#ramon#adrea#flick#percy#professor layton oc#that being oliver#my art
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Top 5 books!
Hi anon.
So, this is a difficult question to answer because I can read, I want to read, but i don't.
Anyhow, of all the books I've read thus far these are some that i really liked..
1. The Silent Patient by Alex Michaelidaes
2. My Sister's Keeper by Jodi Picoult
3. Time Traveler's Wife by Audrey Nifenegger
4. Any John Green novel but especially The Fault in Our Stars and Looking for Alaska.. (had my teen addiction years for them, so it's not gonna just die away
5.. The Dead Beautiful Trilogy by Yvonne Woon (this is an incredibly less known fantasy-supernatural novel that i got addicted to in my teens and have reread since a few more times, it's responsible for getting me interested in Latin and some philosophy)
These were the few off the top of my head, because such questions put me on the spot n idk how to answer..
Would love recommendations even tho my TBR list piling up sky high, but ig there's always room for more.
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Asshole! CLAUDE + MISSY / KAIRO + VANNY / KEIRA AND WILLIAM
{Meme}: Send me “Asshole!” along with any two asshole muses be it a romance, bromance or somewhere in between and I’ll tell you who: (this is gonna look sooo wacky bc ye could nae just send these separately so THANKS IM GONNA HATE LOOKING AT IT!😭) {x}
Ship: Trainwreck That I Am (Claude Frollo & Missy Brooks)
Insults the other more often: Missy. Unintentionally but fun fact Claude despises being fucking patronised because the guy who y’know fucking murdered him does it & Missy does it soooo much he’s definitely just wordlessly left a room on multiple occasions muttering in Latin under his breath.
Is so rude in public they have to be constantly monitored: Claude I. Frollo smh.
Scares the shit out of the other one while watching a scary movie: Claude. He does a lil trolling.
Uses freezing water as a “Good morning” wake up tactic: Neither. Claude doesn’t sleep. At all & is above doing that shit.
Keeps telling shitty puns after being told “For the love of God, stop”: Claude.
Is more physically violent: … Claude ripped off King Triton’s arm & beat him with it while screeching “Stop hitting yourself!” over & over like a lunatic. It’s him.
Moves the other person’s stuff around to annoy them: Missy.
Plays more pranks: Missy & Claude just writes it down to get revenge later.
Plays loud music/ is distracting while the other is trying to work: Missy & it’s very annoying these are SENSITIVE documents, Miss Brooks!
Makes stupid faces/comments while the other is trying to be serious: Claude, he’s very annoying once someone decides to stay.
Chases of sidewalk wildlife (pigeons, squirrels etc.) for fun: Missy. Claude is judging her for it. So very deeply.
Tries to embarrass the other more: Missy. But Claude has no shame. Perks of self loathing.
Suggests getting into trouble more often: Missy hgjyjtfv & Claude’s like “I mean I guessss like.”
Is more arrogant: Missy. Claude has like negative 5000 self esteem, he thinks he’s so fuckin uggo.
Tries to irritate the other more frequently: Missy.
“Borrows” the other’s clothes without telling them: Missy & Claude doesn’t really notice unless she’s wearing it in front of him. His sweaters get bloody all the time there’s so many duplicates.
Calls the other person “Asshole” the most often: Claude.
Ship: Moving Parts (Keira Black & William Afton)
Insults the other more often: Keira
Is so rude in public they have to be constantly monitored: … Neither of them actually. They only act like bitches to each other in private IG
Scares the shit out of the other one while watching a scary movie: William tries & Keira gives him the deadest most lifeless unimpressed look ever. She’s seen some shit William, screaming “Boo!” at her while she’s watching Psycho’s shower scene does nothing.
Uses freezing water as a “Good morning” wake up tactic: William. His crotch hurts afterwards every time. The idiot.
Keeps telling shitty puns after being told “For the love of God, stop”: Keira. She loves puns & loves annoying him even more.
Is more physically violent: Keira like sir why did you hire her she keeps sending Balloon Boy to P&S because she kicks him whenever he approaches her 😭
Moves the other person’s stuff around to annoy them: William (he’s going to die by her hand someday)
Plays more pranks: They are constantly engaged in a permanent prank war. Neither of them is surrendering. Please God one of you give up.
Plays loud music/ is distracting while the other is trying to work: Keira, if she wants attention she WANTS attention.
Makes stupid faces/comments while the other is trying to be serious: William fucking Afton
Chases off sidewalk wildlife (pigeons, squirrels etc.) for fun: William makes an attempt & Keira trips him before he can embarrass her.
Tries to embarrass the other more: Keira. She loves shaming people it’s her brand
Suggests getting into trouble more often: Keira & William’s like “… Kay 👌”
Is more arrogant: … They both need their britches burned smh.
Tries to irritate the other more frequently: William. It works sometimes. Other times she gives him a boner & then leaves for like 3 hours as punishment for him being fucking dumb.
“Borrows” the other’s clothes without telling them: Keira, she is a lil baby sized thief smh.
Calls the other person “Asshole” the most often: Keira smh like mam you like him or you would not be there be n I c e
Ship: Let’s Be ALONE Together (Kairo Black & Vanessa ??? if you gave her a surname it aint on ya caard, ye never told me wot the heckie it is & it’s 4AM s o)
Insults the other more often: Kairo. The furry jokes are too much fun & such low hanging fruit to not.
Is so rude in public they have to be constantly monitored: Vanessa
Scares the shit out of the other one while watching a scary movie: Neither, Kairo’s a semi-good boyfriend & Vanessa quickly found out Kair is immune to jumpscares.
Uses freezing water as a “Good morning” wake up tactic: Vanessa & Kairo becomes so offended he continues to sleep out of mere SPITE.
Keeps telling shitty puns after being told “For the love of God, stop”: Kai r o!
Is more physically violent: Vanessa, Kairo’s much more laid back than… That Woman & he thinks Vanessa’s real cute when she’s maiming someone.
Moves the other person’s stuff around to annoy them: Vanessa. But like? She doesn’t really have to??? For some weird reason Kairo loses like 30 IQ points when he’s not Keira so he’s already misplacing them himself this is a “no bulling zone” Vanny
Plays more pranks: Kairo & his pranks are surprisingly intricate for someone so fuckin dumb.
Plays loud music/ is distracting while the other is trying to work: Vanessa
Makes stupid faces/comments while the other is trying to be serious: Vanessa!!!
Chases of sidewalk wildlife (pigeons, squirrels etc.) for fun: They both do… God they’re so ridiculous.
Tries to embarrass the other more: Kairo & it’s always some super gay lovey dovey shit Nessa’s not expecting.
Suggests getting into trouble more often: They say that shit in the same breath & then the big crazy smiles at each other come out.
Is more arrogant: Kairo, he is the prettiest boy & he has to hold onto it.
Tries to irritate the other more frequently: Vanessa & Kairo like just. Picks up a newspaper & bonks her on the forehead with it.
“Borrows” the other’s clothes without telling them: Another case of two idiots constantly stealing clothes & showing up sometimes dressed more like their s/o than themselves smh
Calls the other person “Asshole” the most often: Vanessa & smh it’s true sir be less of a tsundere you big meanie.
#x: Answered#muutos#Asshole Ship Meme#s: Trainwreck That I Am (Claude & Missy)#s: Moving Parts (Keira & William)#s: Let’s Be ALONE Together (Kairo & Vanessa)
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