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Reader’s Corner: Laid-back Camp (Vol. 11), Zom 100 (Vol. 6), and Rascal Does Not Dream of His First Love

Onigiri

There is perhaps no more iconic anime snack than onigiri, rice balls that anime boys and girls find themselves munching on frequently. In Ai Watanabe and Samuel Trifot’s cookbook named for the dish, the founders of restaurant Gili-Gili give 36 recipes for variations of the treat, with fillings of vegetables, fish and other meats, along with several side dishes. While I’ve fumbled along making onigiri in the past, this was my first attempt at trying a number of different specific recipes. My daughter and I selected four to cook, and they were all fairly easy to do and every one of them was delicious, including the delectable bacon and asparagus and deeply flavored chanterelle omelet. I also appreciated the introductory pages, which offer a quick read about the history of the snack and provide some tips, though perhaps we could have a used a few more, judging by the odd triangles we formed and the onigiri that wouldn’t stay together. Onigiri is lovely addition to the collection of any otaku or chef—I know that’s precisely how I feel, as this volume will go up on my shelf as proof of otakuness, but will surely be taken down as we use it again and again. ~ Twwk

Onigiri is published by VIZ Media. This cookbook releases May 10th.

Rozi in the Labyrinth, Vol. 2

Last year, I posted a video review of Rozi in the Labyrinth here on Beneath the Tangles and I am so excited that the final volume in the series has been released so that I can finally read this series through to the end! (Binge reader problems, anyone?) But for now, let’s focus on volume two. While the story continues to center on Rozi and her adventures in the labyrinth with her family, this volume has a very interesting turn of events, especially by the end! The volume kicks off with a meow-rific opening and continues on the slightly episodic path of fun meetings with characters old and new. What is different though, is that while there have been glimpses into the past of certain characters before, in this volume there are a whole lot more! These chapters definitely had me leaning in when reading, even though I knew one of the characters was going to have a tragic backstory! However, I am unsure as to how this background will be related to the overall story, since most of the chapters until now have been about everyday life in the Labyrinth. Will something change in the next volume that will make these backstories important for readers? I think the only “bummer” part in the volume is the discussion on gods and whether the people in the Labyrinth have been forgotten by them, and also the worship of the Black Queen. (I never want anyone to feel forgotten, even fictional characters, so that is a slight trigger for me.) I think there is more to the story with the Black Queen that is vital because I don’t think she is a god who hears the prayers whispered and spoken in the church. With that said though, I love how strongly the theme of hope is developed in relation to Rozi! When she is told near the end that she is a “precious light” and that light shines, I couldn’t help but be reminded of how powerful hope is. ~ Laura A. Grace

Rozi in the Labyrinth is published by Seven Seas.

WATCH: Rozi in the Labyrinth, Volume 1 Review

Even Dogs Go to Other Worlds: Life in Another World with My Beloved Hound, Vol. 1

Stereotypically overworked salaryman Takumi gets isekai’d. So does his dog, Leo. Bet you’d never have guessed that based on title, huh? They save a beautiful woman named Claire from an orc, and a chill adventure unfolds from there. While Takumi is blessed with an OP ability (albeit one that requires a bit of creativity to apply), he’s still basically an ordinary guy. Hilariously, it’s Leo who gets the more conventional isekai power upgrade, going from a Maltese lapdog to a giant silver wolf with incredible strength and speed, multiple types of magic, and elite combat skills. There’s a lot of emphasis on relaxing and taking life more slowly, plus humor (the seemingly staid old butler is a real troll!), heartwarming interactions, and lots of fluff (the luxuriously downy kind). I also appreciated the no-nonsense way Takumi and the locals approach dealing with his status as an otherworlder: instead of arbitrary skepticism or paranoid secret-keeping, they just talk it out and accept what’s happened. There’s nothing terribly unique or distinctive about this story, but I quite enjoyed the combination of adventure, humor, cuteness, and fluffiness. If you’re in the mood for something light and soothing, consider this tale of an OP isekai’d dog and her human. ~ jeskaiangel

Even Dogs Go to Other Worlds: Life in Another World with My Beloved Hound is published by Cross Infinite World.

Rascal Does Not Dream of Logical Witch (Rascal Does Not Dream, Vol. 3)

Hajime Kamoshida, the author of the Rascal Does Not Dream series, is a writer whose inconsistency makes me want to tear my hair out. He excels with dialogue, frequently creating wonderful, humorous moments between characters and weaving together arcs that end with great emotional effect (the last 50 pages of this volume are beautiful), but he has loose threads in his work, and every few chapters, he goes into “justification mode,” trying to explain away plot holes, incorporating scientific terms when explaining Adolescent Syndrome to create a sense of realism, and adding doses of cluelessness and boyish charm to Sakuta to make him appear to be a good guy while still allowing him to grow his harem (which now includes 12-year-old Shouko). It happens in each novel in the series, but carries a special irony in volume three, which centers on Rio, who divides into two as a result of her anxieties and a secret life she’s leading. It’s ironic because she’s scientifically-minded and referred to in the title as a “logical witch,” while Kamoshida’s justification for her action is totally lacking in logic. He has the apparently brilliant and rational Rio refuse to meet her other self because of the “doppelganger legend,” where “if two people with the same face meet, one of them dies.” Yep, totally something a young woman with post-graduate level understanding of physics would say. Passages like this are a shame because otherwise the story about Rio’s struggles and syndrome resonate deeply, most of all because Rio herself is fascinating and fun—such a snarky but delicate character. This mix of engaging and disengaging led to several stops during my reading of this volume: I’d gobble up large chunks (say, 30 pages) and then have to walk away at certain segments (say, 2 pages), particularly those that felt creatively vacuous. The biggest obstacle in this volume though is one that is in place even before the novel begins: a preface illustration of Shouko in a wet shirt, with her skin showing through. I’m not sure what your personal line is between “acceptable” amounts of fanservice when it has to do with age: Is any age fine because it’s an illustration? Must the illustration or animation represent an adult, like grown-up Shouko? A girl who’s seventeen like Mai? Sixteen like Rio? Fifteen like Kaede? Fourteen like Evangelion pilots, Asuka and Rei? I’m not sure where my line is, but the sexualization of 12-year-old Shouko, depicted as a 12-year-old and not aged up, is not on this side of acceptable for me. Nothing else has irked me like this during the course of reading all the other novels in the series, and here’s hoping that nothing more like this will appear in the future. To me, a little more focus on creating a tighter story and less on harem shower and bath scenes would be, well, logical. ~ Twwk

The Rascal Does Not Dream light novels are published by Yen Press.

Rascal Does Not Dream of His First Love (Rascal Does Not Dream, Vol. 7)

As mentioned above, the maddening thing about the Rascal Does Not Dream light novel series is the inconsistency of Hajime Kamoshida’s writing, which ranges from breathtaking, emotionally fulfilling material, to lengthy amateurish passages. That range is nowhere more clearly on display than in Rascal Does Not Dream of His First Love, which picks up from Mai’s sacrifice in the last volume. Sakuta is naturally a wreck, as her friends and the world also mourn for Mai, but could Adolescence Syndrome provide a way to travel back in time and save her? And can Sakuta deal with the consequences of what that would mean? The final conclusion to this painful arc is powerful and moving, demonstrating the absolute heights that this series can reach. However, the process of getting there is painful in a whole other way. Have you ever met someone, now or maybe as a child, who would lie to your face and then weave endless, even more ridiculous explanations to support the lie, all the while thinking they have you fooled? Kamoshida does that frequently in his stories, trying to explain away coincidences or other unreasonable elements that by themselves, might have just led to an eye roll, but once thoroughly explained, take the readers out of the realism of the tale, instead highlighting how little sense these actions make. Another frustrating point is how the author explains, over and over again in the most insufferable manner, how badly Sakuta feels about Mai dying and then why the choice he makes is actually reasonable, when the truth is, it’s at best selfish, and at worse immensely awful and even villainous. Thankfully, this is a short read, concluding a two-volume arc, and ends in a satisfying way that almost makes one forget how mind-numbing the first 2/3 of the book are. Almost. ~ Twwk

The Rascal Does Not Dream light novels are published by Yen Press.

READ: Rascal Does Not Dream Reviews: Vol. 1 // Vol. 2 // Vol. 3 // Vol. 4 // Vol. 5 // Vol. 6

Satoko and Nada, Vol. 1

While shojo and sports manga are my typical go-to manga, I have been in the mood recently to pick up some josei. Seeing that my library had on its shelves a series that a fellow MangaTuber recently recommended, I decided to pick up it, which brings us to Satoko and Nada. What a heartwarming story! Satoko is a young Japanese woman who moves in with her new Saudi Arabian roommate, Nada. They both came to the U.S. to attend university, with the manga illustrating their everyday lives, displaying their wonderful conversations and the unfolding of a beautiful friendship! This first volume does a great job of addressing common stereotypes that many people may have believed consciously or subconsciously (including myself), and expresses that Nada is an amazing person just like everyone else. I mean, obviously, yes, she is, but she is such a free-spirited woman that a lot of the misconceptions that Satoko (and I too) had are “broken”. And speaking of Satoko, she too is such a fun character. I love how respectful she is of Nada and feel in many ways that she asks the same questions and takes the same actions in certain situations that I too might have done. This was a very eye-opening read, and I’m definitely looking forward to learning more in future volumes, as well as having a fun time with these ladies and their friends! ~ Laura A. Grace

Satoko and Nada is published by Seven Seas.

Zom 100: Bucket List of the Dead, Vol. 6

It’s so much fun to watch Zom 100 take the form of a shonen series like One Piece, but people it with normal humans with unremarkable powers and, of course, put them in a zombie apocalypse. Volume six does precisely that, picking up with Akira’s father who is about to die at the hands of Higurashi, while Shizuka and Beatrix face two other awful human enemies. With these showdowns, the series returns to a commentary on the way of our world, the pain and bitterness we can find ourselves in when our work and society lacks kindness and grace. While such commentary has toned down over the volumes and Zom 100 has mostly just been a fun, humorous, and exciting zombie series, these moments do persist and remind readers that the series has wisdom to share beneath the laughs and excellently gory artwork. The value of mercy in an unmerciful society is also demonstrated through the character of Akira, who has taken the final step in the transformation from crazed, bitter worker for a black company, to grateful, optimistic leader that you might expect from a series filled with superpowers and supervillains, but which I hadn’t originally expected from a zombie thriller. What a captivating, engaging read—I’m eager to see what the next arc brings! ~ Twwk

The Zom 100: Bucket List of the Dead manga is published by Viz Media, and volume six releases on May 10th.

READ: Zom 100: Bucket List of the Dead Reviews: Vol. 1 // Vol. 2 // Vol. 3 // Vol. 4 // Vol. 5

Laid-back Camp, Vol. 11

Nadeshiko, Aya, and Rin congregate at a campsite, the latter two by scooter through rough roads, and Nadeshiko, by more “conventional” means, including an unconventional train. The adventures ahead of them are tasty, tiring, creative, and even a bit precarious. The latest volume of Laid-back Camp does something I adore seeing in manga and anime, rare as it may be: it places beloved characters in unusual combinations, which often reveals different aspects of their personalities. Rin is a bit more outwardly sassy around Aya, for instance, and Nadeshiko more introspective on her own. By placing both protagonists in situations that they typically avoid—the dual scooter travel for Rin and solo excursion for Nadeshiko—they are given another chance to grow. Though the peaceful landscapes and giddy humor are the hallmarks of the series, there is also a bigger story structuring what’s happening, and it is this that helps make Laid-back Camp more than a cute manga. It is also simply one of the very best. ~ Twwk

The Laid-back Camp manga is published by Yen Press.

READ: Laid-back Camp Reviews: Vol. 5 // Vol. 6 // Vol. 7 // Vol. 8 // Vol. 9 // Vol. 10

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Reader’s Corner is our way of embracing the wonderful world of manga, light novels, and visual novels, creative works intimately related to anime but with a magic all their own. Each week, our writers provide their thoughts on the works their reading—both those recently released as we keep you informed of newly published works and older titles that you might find as magical (or in some cases, reprehensible) as we do.

#Manga #Light Novels #Books #Onigiri #Rozi in the Labyrinth #Roji Meikyuu no Rozi #Even Dogs Go to Other Worlds: Life in Another World with My Beloved Hound #Isekai Tenishitara Aiken ga Saikyou ni Narimashita: Silver Fenrir to Ore ga Isekai Kurashi wo Hajimetara #Rascal Does Not Dream of Logical Witch #Seishun Buta Yarou wa Logical Witch no Yume wo Minai #Rascal Does Not Dream of His First Love #Seishun Buta Yarou wa Hatsukoi Shoujo no Yume o Minai #Seishun Buta Yarou #Rascal Does Not Dream #Satoko and Nada #Satoko to Nada #Zom 100: Bucket List of the Dead #Zom 100: Zombie ni Naru made ni Shitai 100 no Koto #Laid Back Camp #Yuru Camp #Reader's Corner #Author: TWWK #Author: Laura A. Grace #Author: Jeskai Angel

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#manga #Seven Seas Entertainment #Even Dogs Go to Other Worlds: Life in Another World with My Beloved Hound

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Our favorite fenrir-human duo is back and ready for their next adventure in Even Dogs Go to Other Worlds: Life in Another World with My Beloved Hound Volume 4! It’s finally time for them to put the vile merchants in their place for taking advantage of people! Volume 4 comes out on 2/29/2024.

#crossinfiniteworld #light novel #fenrir #isekai #another world #shounen #dog lover #slice of life #dog

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Watched one of the final episodes (of the original run) of columbo tonight. The killer involved was a therapist, particularly one who charges for public courses about controlling your life. His scheme is that he trains his 2 dogs to kill his friend and colleague who had slept with his wife (who it's also implied and all but confirmed that he also killed 6 months ago) by making it look as if the dogs just... Spontaneously decided to attack him.

This man also tries to kill literally every character who appears in a scene with him with the exception of one guard, including columbo. It's not a particularly clever murder considering the crazy amount of evidence he leaves, to the point in the deconstruction scene, columbo flat out calls the killer an idiot. His motive was obscenely easy to glean (evidence of his affair was in the victim's home, already bad enough but then he tries to steal them and gets caught in the act), his method for training the dogs was obvious and his only way to cover for that was to say "uh no I wasn't doing that"

It's got me thinking, both in the micro and macrocosm of the show. Throughout Columbo many of the killers are psychologists, I'd need to double back to check but I feel like there's at least 1 per season, and notably the original pilot featured a psychologists as the killer.

Between this episode and the last one I watched (whether they were one right after the other isn't completely clear) there was a heavy theme presented in that both cases involved a previous murder going unsolved. In the previous episode, a famous author's beloved niece is killed by her husband, and because the killer was never caught, the author takes matters into her own hands and kills him herself. In this episode, the fact that his murder of his wife goes unsolved leads directly into him being able to kill again. In the first episode, the author laments at the end after she's been caught "if only you'd been the one to investigate my niece's death, then we wouldn't be here." Obviously saying that she felt that if columbo had done that investigation, her own victim wouldn't have gotten away with his crime. It goes unaddressed on this episode, but I couldn't help thinking the same thing. He'd already killed once, and it wasn't caught, and as stated in another recent episode, murder begets murder, "even when you don't know it, you start to think it."

Perhaps it's a subtle sadness and recognition of the fantasy of columbo. It's easy to think that you can't commit a murder in LA in this world because if you do, Columbo will show up much like a vengeful specter and hound you til your crimes see the light of day, but these episodes are a grim reminder, he's just one man, and even a case as obvious as this one still took so much time and effort for columbo to actually be able to PROVE what was so inherently obvious.

Perhaps read uncharitably, that could be read as a nugget of copoganda at the core of columbo. "Isn't it stupid that it's so hard to convict someone who it obviously just feels guilty? It shouldn't be so hard to arrest people like that!" Which is a terrible stance to take, and I'm sure one that, intentional or not, many people in the 70s and beyond probably took as the gospel of Columbo.

Personally I don't think that was the writer's intentions, at least not from how they talk about the stories they wrote in interviews (a quote from one of them went along the of "people love to see capitalists pay for their crimes") personally I think it's just a bitter sweet element that poked through the fantastic veneer of columbo, a sad reminder that columbo ISN'T a cop in the true sense. He doesn't carry a gun, he doesn't say a thing until he's ready to say it and not a moment before. He refuses promotions and prosperity because that would hinder his work.

Maybe there are, or were a detective or two out there who was as devoted to the truth as columbo was on the screen, but even if such a man exists, columbo, the show itself, doesn't want you to forget that if he did, he'd hated by his peers.

#columbo ramblings #ckat #anyways i stayed up way too late writing this #and i didnt even really make my point #im just sad columbo isnt real

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What are your favorite twilight zone episodes?

Oh god you get me; you aBSOLUTELY get me. So fun fact about me, I LOVE the Twilight Zone. I doubt any series of horror has enthralled me in such a captivating way as the ‘Zone’ did as a kid. The Horror in that show is just so real and authentic because of the time period. So I”m gonna do you what I think is the personal best episodes for me-pictures included!

So let’s get to Stalky’s Top Ten ZONE EPISODES

10: The Masks

A dying wealthy man is down to his last few hours of life on the eve of Mardi Gras and his spoiled selfish heirs are there to watch him die and get what is theirs-with the catch, until midnight they must wear hideous masks that compliment their awful personalities. This one always stuck with me because The sheer anticipation of what will happen in the end and the fact that all their heirs are just so very unlikable, it’s very much like the movie ‘Knives Out’ but much more tame-nobody gets murdered, but just the ending thrilled me the first time I saw it

9: The Monsters are Due on Maple Street

A Street full of neighbors experiencing a black out turn on each other in violent mob mentality of the blame game. This is a CLASSIC, This is true pure and realistic horror because it really asks the question ‘how well do you know your neighbors and do you trust them’ it also was very much a product of it’s time in the era of the Cold War were even in your own neighborhood, even your neighbors could be a ‘communist’ in disguise. The Ending was a real rug jerker for me. For those of you who haven’t seen the ending-you gotta go watch it. Just less than 15 minutes of your time. Iconic. They did a remake of it once but it didn’t HIT the way it did the first time.

8. Will the Real Martian Please Stand Up?

A Bus making a stop realizes that there is one extra person among them is not accounted for and they may not be of this world. Now THIS is the originally ‘Among Us’ There is one more person on the manifesto and we gotta find out who the imposter is. This one just felt so witty and just the energy of the Moustache guy really stole the show for me as well as the diner chef. The twist was GREAT and I still catch myself thinking about it sometimes when I’m in a ‘ZONE’ mood

7. The Midnight Sun

The Earth is slowly falling into the Sun. We watch as a woman falls apart as the whole world around her burns. Now being a southern girl with a house whose ac loves to just BITE it in the DEAD of summer I FEEL this episode with all my soul. If you’re ever the littlest bit chilly, you watch ‘Midnight Sun’ and you can FEEL yourself melting along with this poor suffering woman in this apartment complex. Just watching these poor people just lose their minds to the heat is so real because just slight temperature changes just make people irrational and insane.

6. I sing the Body Electric

Children get a New Grandma! A ROBOT GRANDMA! This one is such a heart warming episode and concept, like if you don’t like scary stuff but still wanna know the Twilight Zone, you watch ‘Body Electric’ It’s very much a ‘Mary Poppins’ sort of story and it’s sweet and the way it explains what happens to the Grandmother once her job is done should be applied to all robots concepts of the afterlife. Plus the store the family goes to in order to make their custom grandma is kinda spooky. Like build a bear. But for Grandmas.

5. Number 12 looks JUST like you

In  Future, You can be anyone you want to be, because the cosmetic surgery is Mandatory. One girl protests it. This one breaks my heart because for some people, this is reality, they’re pressured into changing even though they’re happy with their looks but society refuses to accept them. You know how in cartoons there’s the trope of the popular girls being surrounded by identical clones. That. It’s that. It’s often confused with another iconic episode that talks about how beauty is about perspective and what people will go thru to try and be the standard for society.

4. Night of the Living Doll

A little girl’s doll decides to teach an abusive Step Father a lesson. TALKY TINA WALKED. SHE FUCKING STRUTTED THAT RUNWAY MAMA. SO CHUCKY/TIFFANY/BRAHMNS/ANNABELLE COULD FUCKING RUN. She was the ORGINAL Doll that is up to NO GOOD. We are ROOTING for Talky Tina. She is a QUEEN. WE STAN A LEGEND. The Dad is such a douche bag I do not feel bad at ALL for what happens to him.

3. One for the Angels

A sidewalk sales man stalls for time to save another’s life from Death himself. This one is a sweet one, the salesman-Marky-is just so genuine and the ‘bumbling type that’s loved by kids’ and he’s a clever character, if you like the cheating of death story-you’ll love ‘One for the Angels’. And even if it ends a bit sad-it’s a happy kind of sad, a sad where you know that this is the good happy ending even if it’s a little bitter.

2. The Hunt.

An Old man and his Hound explore the trail to the afterlife. This one speaks to my backwoods southern heart-because there are dudes who are just that passionate and affectionate about their hounds. It also does the whole thing where the path to hell looks just as pretty as the one that lead to heaven. It feels like it’d be the kind of bluegrass song I’d hear about a guy narrowly missing ending up in Hell because he doesn’t want to be apart from his beloved dog.

HONORABLE MENTION: The Last Rites of Jeff Myrtle

A Young man dies....and comes back to life? Again another southern themed episode that speaks to me, mainly because Wake Culture is a thing where you have to sit up with the body to make sure they’re REALLY dead. Just the whole set up to the ending really just fools you. It’s the kind of story I feel like I would set up. I think I HAVE set up that kind of story with ‘The Diver Boy’ Comic

1. The Obsolete Man

Nothing I can say can compare to the perfection and the dark statement that The Obsolete Man makes. Nothing hits home that hard in that way. A horrible future where people get to decide what is obsolete and once it’s obsolete, it must go away forever.

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I have the notebook in hand now I beg you for explanation

HSBFNDSJNFVN my dearest snail oh jeez 😭 i have about maybe dozens of stories about accidentally being y/n, so i'm prayin and hopin none of my IRLs see this. Some details hidden for privacy.

LONG story ahed, so be warned.

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So. End of winter to early spring about a year before COVID-19. I was still a little snot-nosed high schooler hanging out with my friends and generally being a nuisance upon society. For those of you that have never seen me in real life, the first thing you need to know was that I was adorable, female-presenting, and had the appearance of a goody-two-shoes star student down to a T.

Now, the second thing you need to know is about my friend group and how a majority of them were guys.

I'm not talking about like, darling boy-next-doors and fellow star-student nerds. I'm talking about teenage boys. GUYS guys. Rowdy and wrestling in the hallways, getting into fights, and pulling (harmless) pranks on each other kind of guys. The gross type because I love my friends but even I can admit they're kind of gross.

One day after school, we're hanging out in someone's truck on the way to a get-together. There are about four of us just chilling, me being the only girl. Someone's phone goes off and we look to see one of us pick up his phone.

Now, this friend, let's call him S.

S picks up the phone and starts talking to it. We hear bits and pieces of the conversation and he sounds a little nervous. He puts the phone down and looks at us with a weird expression and says he needs to get home.

"What gives, S?" we ask, slouching in our seats and drinking sweet tea, like all other self-respecting teenage hooligans. "Who was that?"

S explains to us very carefully that he just got off the phone with his auntie and that she wants to have a sit-down and dinner with him. We coo and make fun of him a little and acquiesce, driving on over to his place to drop him off and embarrass him in front of his parents as friends do. We tell him as much when S lights up and looks at us like he just got the world's best idea.

(Heads up! It was not.)

"Guys! I have a better idea."

The rest of us look at each other. "Which is...?"

"What if I pretend to have a girlfriend to impress my Aunt?"

Record scratch. Pause. I suddenly remember that I am the only pretty 'ole lady in this small and stuffy truck. In an instant, all eyes on the vehicle are on me.

No, hell no. I think to myself, there's no way I'm ever going to do this. This is how every fanfic starts and I am absolutely not emotionally available enough to do this. And you know what? That's exactly what I should've said.

Instead, what came out of my mouth was this:

"Buy me a tub of ice cream and I'm all yours."

And thus, the devil's deal was sealed.

Minutes later, we're exiting the truck and looking over at S's white picket fence and perfectly maintained garden. S goes with me and I suck it up, bracing myself for the performance of my lifetime. We do not hold hands and our other friend (E) walks behind us while dying of laughter. S opens the door and we are immediately greeted by the sight of his kind-looking Auntie welcoming him with open arms.

S waltzes in.

"Auntie... this is my girlfriend, Codi."

Now, a quick word about me and how I was in real life at the point of this story. I looked the part of an adorable overachieving student, and while my grades did match up, my attitude sure as hell didn't. I'm naturally a very loud and boisterous person. I 'get into fights' and curse just as well as the rest of them. I had a reputation in a few areas for having the knack of making my underclassmen cry. The point being, I wasn't a saint.

But I was a damn good actor.

"Hi Auntie!" I greet with the peppiest and highest voice I could manage. I skip towards her and shake her hand, smiling like a cracked-up cheerleader in a Coca-Cola ad from the '80s when they made it with actual cocaine. "Your nephew S is just about the sweetest thing ever. He's so nice and smart and I'm incredibly lucky to have him!" I lie through my teeth.

In the background, I can hear E on the verge of deranged cackling while S just stands there and coughs into his fist like an emotionally constipated tuberculosis patient.

My Limit of the Day has been reached, so I shoot Auntie S a quick grin when she enthusiastically thanks me for my services and then haul my ass out their door, E hot on my heels. We leave S behind to deal with whatever shitstorm came after and I tried my best to not look back.

The moment the old truck door slams shut behind us, E abso-fucking-lutely loses it, guts busting with how much he's laughing. We high-tail it to the get-together and I make him swear up and down to not mention it for the rest of the day. It's over, at this point, the thing's been done and there's no other damage than my sanity and maybe S's relationship with his aunt. At least, that is what I thought.

Hours later, S texts me.

hey so um. remember that thing earlier?

Odd question, because how could I not?

yeah so. my aunt stayed for dinner and my parents arrived early and they asked me about school so. long story short... my whole family thinks we're dating.

Predictably, I lose my mind. I ask myself how I got into this situation and then imagine the sweet, sweet ice cream waiting for me at the end of this ride. I'm like, okay! This isn't so bad! It's actually really funny if I think about it enough. At least it's contained, right? I say my famous last words. It's not like I'll ever actually meet his family again.

So I go to bed and decidedly Pass Go, Collect $200 on any fanfics or other friendly drama that night.

The next week, I walk into school. I'm going about my normal business when I bump into my friend group. They pounce on me like a hound of dogs, making rounds of congratulations with varying faces of amusement. "What?" I go, like an oblivious idiot.

From like 15 feet down the hall, a familiar figure turns the corner and I lock eyes with him. Something clicks into place and I realize that there were actual witnesses to S's convoluted brownie-points shenanigan that I didn't consider.

"E," I say. "you are so fucking dead."

My friend group, who E had apparently told about my whole schtick as S's Rent-a-Girlfriend, breaks out into laughter and dodges as I power-walked my way to kick E's shins with the fury of a thousand 5'3 suns.

We went about the rest of our day until it hit lunch break, and of course who else to apparently wait for me in front of my class other than S himself.

S grabs me by the wrist and pulls me along throughout the campus. We're lightly conversing the whole time, me weaseling a time and date to my beloved reward tubs of ice cream as promised. Without me realizing it, we end up in front of two very familiar rooms.

Another thing, really quickly, about this whole storyline. S was not just an ordinary friend, you see. He was special, in a way, in such that his two closest friends were my crush (at the time) and his best friend who I'd recently rejected. Now those two have a whole 'nother story on their own which I'd deign to discuss publically, so you'll have to settle for those apt descriptions.

So, those two aforementioned mutual friends of ours walk out of those rooms and turn to make eye contact with us. They laugh, good-naturedly, and I sigh in relief because it seems that of all people, E had not gotten the hot gossip to them just yet.

I beckon the two of them over, being none the wiser and thinking we could take our break together when the final straw hits

S throws his arm over my shoulders and pulls me closer.

"Hey guys, Codi's my girlfriend now!"

... You can guess where the argument fits now in this timeline.

(I got my ice cream very shortly after. We're all friends now and it's all water under the bridge! This was a long story so if you've made it this far, just know that this is all but a funny memory to look back on for me and I've since moved on.)

#i want to make it clear i never really liked him like that then and i dont like the other guy like that now #if this makes yall laugh let me know i guess. this turned into a HELLUVA monster #asks #snail #long post

[paperprinc3]

Kylux omegle chat

You: I heard you declined another bride. H I will do better next time. H [royalty au king Kylo advisor Hux]

Stranger: Your choices would be fine for anyone else. -KR

You: Perhaps if you were more specific I could find you the perfect spouse. H

Stranger: Male. Around my height. Intelligent. Red hair. - KR

You: Oh. H

Stranger: Have I not been obvious? - KR

You: I assumed you only wanted me to warm your bed. H

Stranger: I enjoy when you warm my bed, but I also want you at my side as my husband. - KR

You: I didn't realise you were that fond of me.  H

You: I'm not saying no. H

Stranger: Hux, surely you've realize how smitten I am for you. - KR

Stranger: I'd give you anything. The world, if possible. - KR

You: I assumed you were out of reach. H

Stranger: My mother married my father, who was a legitimate criminal. You're far above that, dear. - KR

You: Well yes technically. But he did rescue her. H I'm just a servant boy who looked after you. H

Stranger: You rescued me, too. And you're not a little servant boy anymore. You're my top adviser. - KR

You: I've lost count of the amount of times I rescued you. H If you seriously want to marry me, I want a fancy ring and title. H

Stranger: Hundreds of /thousands/. You've been good to me. - KR Oh, of course. I have just the ring. A jewel to match the blue of your eyes. - KR You can't exactly be a queen, but how does prince consort sound? - KR

You: It was my job. And you were a sad little cry baby. H It sounds like you're talking about your grandmother's ring. H It'll do. H What about having an heir? H

Stranger: I was /not/ a cry baby. - KR It's the prettiest ring in the collection. Unless you'd like your own? - KR It'll do, huh? You prefer something else, my dear? - KR Hmm. Surrogacy is an option, so is adoption. - KR

You: I disagree. I enjoyed making you cry. You're cute that way. H I think I deserve the prettiest ring. H I want to be the only one in your bed. I know that's selfish. H

Stranger: You're so mean to me. Remember how infatuated I was with you and you'd tease me for hours? - KR You deserve the prettiest ring plus some. A lovely crown to set on your head, too. - KR No, darling, it's not selfish at all. Adoption is a feasible option. - KR

Stranger: My mother is adopted, you know. - KR

You: I remember I made you work hard to woo me. H You are too good to me. H Good. You're mine. H We can adopt all you want. Have a dozen kids. H

Stranger: You make me work hard now, too. Every time I want a break, you're the one coming into my office complaining about proposals. - KR And you're mine. - KR Yeah? You want to adopt a dozen kids? Probably not at the same time. That might get hectic. - KR

You: Yes well I am your smartest advisor. H I like you being possessive. H I must admit, I chose ugly brides because I was jealous. H We'd have servants to look after them. H

Stranger: The only one I trust. - KR Let me mark you up a bit later, then? To celebrate our engagement. - KR Uh-huh. I knew something was up. - KR We would, but I want to be hands-on with our kids. Cuddle them and love them. - KR

You: The others are idiots, I agree. H You can kiss me everywhere. I'll clear my schedule. H Of course you did. Like I'd let you be stolen from me. H I want to have you to myself for a bit too. H

Stranger: They hate how much sway you have over me. It's funny when they get mad. - KR Oh good. I was afraid you'd make me wait. - KR Never. I'm yours. - KR Of course. We'll have set times for ourselves. I'm not going to forget about you just because we have children. - KR

You: Yes well if they'd given you sweets and sung you to sleep they might have a strong sway over you too. H For my beloved King? No one is more important to me than you. H And I'm yours. H We've not even married yet. We don't need to rush this. H

Stranger: You spoiled me more than anyone. - KR You continue to spoil me with such sweet words. - KR I know. We're just going to enjoy being married for a while. - KR

You: Mmmh. I was told you were mine when we met. I wanted to make you smile. H I love you. H

Stranger: You knew even when I was a gross child. - KR Did you ever imagine it would grow to love between us? - KR

Stranger: I love you, even more. - KR

You: You were cute and small. I don't know what happened. H I knew I would always serve you and look after you. You need me. H I'll write a proper announcement for the public. H They'll go crazy. They've been waiting for your wedding for ages. H

Stranger: Now I'm taller than you and still cute. -KR I know they have. I think the people will be thrilled to know it's you. - KR

You: You're rugged and handsome now. H Still very kissable. H Most I think will be. I'm not certain of your mother. H

Stranger: Thank you, darling. - KR I much prefer the kisses you give me now, of course. - KR She will be hesitant of anyone, you know that. - KR

You: Mmmh. I'm aware. You're quitet the hound dog sometimes. Following me about for a kiss or two. H Your mother hates me. H

Stranger: Your kisses are my favorite thing. - KR She thinks you're strong-willed. - KR

You: I am. H Does that mean I don't need to get you a present? H

Stranger: You are. There's no denying how strong you are and how much you mean to me. She'll get over it. - KR Hmm. You can be my present. - KR

You: She did chose me to be your servant. H It was fated. You and I. H As if you can keep me from sneaking into your chambers. H

Stranger: Does she know you've moved beyond servant to lover? - KR I know. I feel as if I've known you for lifetimes. - KR Good. I didn't think you'd stop. - KR

You: She's your mother not mine. I'm just someone she asks to bring tea now and again. H Since you were five so pretty much a life time. H Soon they'll be mine too. H

Stranger: She hasn't said anything to you, then. Excellent. Good. - KR A whole lifetime. You were much older than me, though. They should have expected me to be completely smitten with you. - KR They will be. We'll never have to do anything apart again. - KR

You: It might be best if you tell her before making an announcement. H I'm not that old! You make me sound like an old man. I'm five years older than you! H You were smitten? I thought you were clingy because no one else spent much time taking care of you. H

Stranger: Yes, of course. I wouldn't dare let her find out with everyone else. She'd never forgive me. -KR Such an old man. That's literally a lifetime. Cradle robbing Hux. - KR Shush. No, I was smitten. I wanted to be near you constantly. - KR

You: You'd be in big trouble yeah. H That hurts! I didn't steal anything. H I remember you made me sleep on the floor by your bed. H

Stranger: We do want her to come to the wedding and give her blessing. - KR I'm teasing, baby! I promise. Five years is nothing. There's ten between my parents. - KR And then I made you sleep in my bed. I needed you close. - KR

You: Of course. H Yes well, I've heard similar things from your other advisors.. I guess I'm sensitive. H You were scared of the dark. H

Stranger: Oh, Hux. No. Don't listen to them. - KR I'm still scared of the dark so you'll share my bed. - KR

You: I try not to. H You're such a liar. But I love you. H

Stranger: I love you, too. - KR Do you want a proper engagement? - KR

You: What exactly is a proprer engagement? H My father doesn't deserve any goats for my hand. I've been working in the castle for so long. H

Stranger: I meant do you want me to ask in court. In a ceremony? - KR

Stranger: Fuck your father and his goats. He can waste away in that withering estate for the things he has done. - KR

You: Oh. Yes. I'd like a ceremony. H Yes I agree. He's not invited to the wedding. H

Stranger: Being my husband means you get your own pension. You get to decide what it's spent on. - KR Good. He can hear about it from the news. - KR

You: A pension? I think you mean an allowance? I'm not old. H I'll spend it on sweets. H

Stranger: Oh, I forget you're not an old man. - KR Sweets, huh? - KR I can buy you sweets. - KR

You: I'll remind you tonight. H You give me everything I need. I wanted to get sweets for you. H

Stranger: You always had a pocket full of sweets for me. - KR

You: Of course. And I will for our children as well. H

Stranger: They'll get as fat as I did. - KR

You: Mmmh. I remember that. I used to roll you around. H

Stranger: I was not /that/ fat.- KR

You: I'm teasing. H

Stranger: Uh-huh. - KR

Stranger: I lost all that puppy weight, though. - KR

You: I'm remembering how cute you were. H A mini you would be so sweet. H

Stranger: I think a mini you would be nice, too. My own little Hux to cart around. - KR

You: A mini me would still boss you around. H

Stranger: And look adorable doing it. In my arms the entire time they bossed me around. - KR

You: I will consider it. H

Stranger: That almost always means 'no'. - KR

You: I might have been a little hasty in saying no to a surrogate.. H

Stranger: You know we don't have to actually sleep with them. There are tools that can be used. - KR

Stranger: We could both provide a sample and just see who takes. - KR

You: .....I didn't know that. H You're the only person I've slept with. H

Stranger: Yes, we can have her, well, inseminated. Like you would a horse. - KR Same. You're the only one for me.- KR

You: I'm sure the lucky lady would love that comparison. H I know. I don't let anyone else get that close. H

Stranger: Well, obviously, we're not going to tell her that I compared her to a horse. - KR Oh, I know. You've been sending me terrible suitors for a while now. - KR

You: Good. H We should sort the wedding first I suppose. Thought we both know your mother will plan it all. H

Stranger: Of course she will. The marriage of the King is the biggest event in the history of the kingdom. - KR It has to be perfect, which, it will be with you as my spouse. - KR

You: I forget you're king sometimes. You're always my Kylo. H

Stranger: I loved that about you. You never saw me as the prince. - KR

You: I spoilt you like one. H

Stranger: There's no denying that. You kept me never wanting. - KR

You: Hush now. H

Stranger: You hate when I praise you. - KR

#kylux #Kylux au

[dany-is-my-queen]

Born To Be Yours | Part VI

Sansa Stark x Fem! Baratheon! Reader (Daenerys Targaryen x Fem! Baratheon! Reader eventually)

Season 1-8

Word count: 1,993

Pt.1 Pt.2 Pt.3 Pt.4 Pt.5 Pt.7 Pt.8 Pt.9

The Hound was fighting an unarmed opponent atop the Walls of the Red Keep during a tourney to celebrate your brother’s nameday. He knocked his shield away and the man fell hard into the courtyard below.

You were seated next to Myrcella, Sansa was on the opposite edge, faking smiles to keep the King pleased. You grew closer and closer with each day that passes, so as your feelings.

“Well struck, Dog!” He said out loud.

“Did you like that?” He turned to Sansa. You rolled your eyes.

“It was a well struck, your grace.” She replied.

“I already said it was a well struck.”

She waited a few seconds to confirm. “Yes, your grace.”

“Who’s next?”

“Lothor Brune, freerider in the service of Lord Baelish. Ser Dontos the Red of House Hollard.” The announcer exclaimed. The last one didn’t appear to be in his five senses. Joffrey gestured him to have more wine, Ser Meryn Trant and another Kingsguard began to pour the liquid down the funnel and the poor knight gurgled and struggled to continue drinking.

“You can’t!” Sansa suddenly shouted before the man collapsed.

“What did you say? Did you say I can’t?”

“I only meant... it would be bad luck to kill a man on your name day.”

“What kind of stupid peasant’s superstition...”

“The girl is right.” Sandor tossed.

“Yes, she is. You’ll reap what you sow on your nameday.” You added.

“He’ll make such a better fool than a knight. He doesn’t deserve the mercy of a quick death.” How kind of the northerner to save the life of someone she doesn’t even know. Those small actions make you admire her.

“Did you hear my lady, Ser Dontos? From now on you’ll be my new fool!”

“Thank you, your grace. And you, my lady, thank you.” They took him away.

“Beloved nephew.” Your uncle’s voice made you instantly smile. He was accompanied by multiple men.

“We’ve looked for you on the battlefield. Joffrey sat down. “You where nowhere to be found.”

“I was here, ruling the Kingdoms.” You almost sneer.

“What a fine job you’ve done.” He jokingly said.

“My dear niece! You look older and prettier.” He kissed your forehead. You grinned.

“You look younger and more handsome” He winked.

“Look at you!” He smiled at your sister. “More beautiful than ever.”

“And you! You are going to be bigger than the Hound, but much better looking.” The three of you laughed.

“We’ve heard you were dead.” Joffrey unconcernedly said.

“I’m glad you are not dead.” The little princess assured.

“We’ve missed you. We have to catch up.” He nodded towards you.

“And we will. Death is so boring, especially now with so much excitement in the world.” He looked at Sansa. “My lady, I’m sorry for your loss.”

“Her loss? Her father was a confessed traitor!” The blond angrily screamed.

“But still her father. Surely having recently lost your own you can sympathize.” Not his, but yours. You closed your eyes before the grief took over you.

“My father was a traitor. My mother and brother are traitors too. I am loyal to my beloved Joffrey.” All she can do is pretend and say the right words. The loathe she had for him was only getting bigger.

“Of course you are.” Tyrion smirked sympathetically. The redhead looked your way and you gave her a sweet smile.

He left the tent with his group of people ignoring the King’s questions. It’s so good to have your favorite uncle back. You were still concerned about Jaime. Will the Starks trade him for Sansa? It was sure that Robb was not going to come to the capital. Arya was still missing.

You wanted her to be reunited with her family. The other part of you was shattering at the thought of her leaving. If there was an opportunity you would definitely support her, after all, what mattered to you was her safety and happiness, you tried to provide both but nothing can really fill that hole. Not with Joffrey tormenting her. You would be sad but relieved if she left, you couldn’t be selfish.

“Walk with me, my lady.” You offered your arm to Sansa what she gladly accepted.

“Where are we going?”

“I’m going to steal you.” You quipped and saw she blushed a little. “Would you fancy visiting the streets of the city?”

“Yes, I’d love to.” Two soldiers were accompanying you keeping their distance.

“I remember when I used to wander around the castle in Winterfell. They were all warm to each other.” She seemed to recalled.

“The people who live here... some are happy and some are not. They don’t have enough resources to subsist. They manage to survive.” You gave silver and gold coins to the elder and children who roamed.

“My mother used to tell me... humility makes people great. Envy and selfishness makes them small.”

“And she’s right.” You halted in the market. Spotting the tent you usually go to. They make beautiful things. Such as purses, necklaces, bracelets, etc. They are not made of the finest materials but they are nice and these merchants work really hard.

“Princess Y/N! You honor me with your presence.” The black-haired woman said, a friend of yours.

“Hello, Addy. What did you bring today?

“I have these pins. And the two lions you have it made.” She showed you the wood pieces with flawless details.

“Do you like them, Sansa? Choose the ones you want”

“For my siblings and my mother.” She picked five wolf brooches.

“Thank you very much. Say hello to little Cass. And remember, anything she or the other kids on the orphanage need, tell me.” Addy nodded with gratitude and bowed.

“It’s very generous what you do for them. You are truly an angel.” The lady smiled warmly.

“I know being in the Red Keep can be suffocating. I’ll get you out of there anytime I get the chance.”

“You are my hero.” You part ways once you entered the big castle. You headed to your uncle’s new room.

“The Hand of the King... I didn’t see that coming.” He waved at you.

“Me neither, sweet niece. It’s so good to see you! How is everything in here? I just had a meeting with the council. The summer is over. Your mother was quite angry with the fact I’m the Hand in my father’s stead. She brought this on herself. The North has risen up against us when your moron brother called for Ned Stark’s head.”

“I tried to stop him. It was useless. He thinks he owns the world now, he is not ruling cautiously, I fear for my siblings life, for everyone’s life.”

“Luckily I’m here to supervise his moves. Advise him. Save the city. Not as easy as it sounds I’m afraid.”

“Did you stayed out of trouble?” You asked him well knowing the answer.

“Well... I pissed out in the edge of the Wall. I slept in a sky cell. Lady Arryn almost sentenced me to die. I fought with the hill tributes. So many adventures.” You raised an eyebrow.

“Oh I see, that must have been a lot of fun.” Both of you laughed.

“You can’t imagine.”

It has been an unsteady week. Being with little Tommen and Myrcella has been a distraction from the incoming war you’re dealing with. Renly and Stannis proclaimed themselves Kings. You like to be up to date, so you talk with your mother about these matters.

“My uncles... they’re going to get here anytime soon. We have to be prepared.”

“They have no claim. Let them try. We’ll kick them off the moment they set foot on the shores.” Cersei declared dryly.

“I’ve heard some... disturbing rumors about-“

“You believe them?”

“Absolutely not. I’m just curious.” You shrugged.

“Everyone’s intention is to tear our family apart. Destroy us from within. This gossip is just feeding those who don’t want your brother on the throne.” And you said nothing more.

“You’re losing the people, do you hear me?” Tyrion tried to make her listen.

“The people, you think I care?”

“You should.” You told her, annoyed by her apathy.

“Yes. You might find it difficult to rule over millions who want you dead. Half the city will starve when winter comes. The other half will plot to overthrow you. And your gold-plated thugs just gave them the rallying cry, “The Queen Slaughter babies.” She remained silent. “You don’t even have the decency to deny it.” You scowled. “It wasn’t you who gave the order, was it? Joffrey didn’t even tell you. Or did he? I imagine that would be even worse.” Your uncle growled.

“He did what needed to be done!”

“No. They were innocent. What’s wrong with you? What kind of King is he becoming? You objected.

“You don’t even know who they were, Y/N. This is what ruling is! Lying on a bed of weeds, ripping them out by the root one by one before they strangle you in your sleep.”

“I’m no king, but I think there’s more ruling than that.”

“You’ve never taken it seriously. It’s all fallen on me.”

“As has Jaime repeatedly. According to Stannis Baratheon.” You averted your eyes.

“How dare you say that kind of filthy lies in front of my daughter!” The Queen Regent gave him a withering look. “You’ve always been funny. But none of your jokes will ever match the first one, will they? You remember... when you ripped my mother, open your way out of her and she bled to death.” It hurt to see the look of your uncle’s face.

“She was my mother too.”

“Now she’s gone, for the sake of you. There’s no bigger joke in the world than that.” She stormed out, you followed her.

“You shouldn’t be so cruel with my uncle. If I had lost you when either Myr or Tom were born I would never blame them. I know it must have been pretty hard growing up without your mom, but don’t take it out on him.”

“She died so he could live. A little freak. An abomination.” She spat poison.

“Don’t speak of him that way.”

“Why you defend him so much?”

“Cause he is my family. He is a good person.”

“Joffrey is also your family. And yet you detest him.”

“He has a serious problem. You don’t want to see it or maybe you’re okay with it. Remember when we were kids? I was four and he was five. He used to find pleasure on pushing me, you just stared at us and said it was a normal thing. I grew up and I was able to defend myself, one time I did it and you freaked out, you yelled at me, made me feel so small... you held him while I was sobbing, just because I moved when he tried to hit me making him fell to the ground. Of course, it was my fault according to both of you. How many times did Joffrey hurt me? Said I was ugly cause I wasn’t blonde like him? That I didn’t deserve to be a princess, he was so mean to me and you never lectured him. I recall how many nights I spent crying alone in my room wondering why my mother didn’t care enough to stand up for me when my big brother treated me like I was worthless. You broke my heart a very long time ago. I learned how to pick up the pieces. I’m not that helpless little girl anymore.” You could feel your eyes starting to get teary. You didn’t expect her to say something soothing. Cersei apparently ran out of words, you thanked for her silence instead of lying to you, deep down you hoped she’d embrace you. It was too much to ask for. You lingered a bit more before turning and leaving. Heartbroken once more.

#sansa stark x reader #sansa x fem baratheon reader #game of thrones fic #got #baratheon reader

[willownoir1112]

Hello you beautiful people of Tumblr! Wyn here with day two of White Rose Week! I am humbled by the wonderful response my day one submission received, and I hope everyone continues to enjoy as we continue onward!

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Rules

No one, not even a Goddess, can ever predict a zombie apocalypse. But, to a well organized, if overly sugared mind, even a plague of brain eating former people can be survived. And if said mind is kept in check by an equally overly caffeinated, blueberry and cute dog adoring brain, well, even an attack by creatures even the Grimm fear due to not being immune may in fact be survivable.

"Listen up!" Ruby Rose roars as she looks about at the gathered survivors of Beacon Academy, which had been hit hard by the initial wave of the undead. They have all gathered inside the auditorium, which has been turned into a small fortress by the group of survivors in their desperation and fear. "My beautiful white wolf and I have been planning for this since second year, and we've come up with some rules that everyone needs to follow if we're going to survive this."

"Rules?!" Cardin Winchester cries out in terror as he sits next to a boarbatusk that is actually trembling in fear. "What good are rules against things that won't die?!"

Weiss Schnee sighs as she looks at him with sympathy for his obviously missing brain, thus making him a hundred percent safe from the rampaging hordes. "Because if we follow this list of simple rules, we will keep ourselves and others safe, you ignoramus. Or do all of you want to end up like Jaune?" She points out.

Every single head, whether it belongs to a Grimm, a human, or a faunus shakes vigorously. The blonde in question having made the mistake of approaching what they all believed to be a sick little girl. To their horror, they all watched in an odd detached fascination as the child proceeded to knock him down and start feasting on his face, while his screams turned into something that was simply not human. 

Then the rest of the zombie hordes descended upon them, which is how they all found themselves inside Beacon's auditorium, which was the closest shelter they could safely reach.

"Any other questions?" Ruby calls out, once again getting vigorous headshakes as well as murmured responses in the negative. "Ok, good! Now, let's get started!" She declares as she turns towards a salvaged chalkboard from an otherwise empty storage room and begins to write vigorously. "Rule number one, Cardio! To escape a pursuing zombie you'll need to out-run it, and that means being in good shape!"

"Welp, I'm doomed!" Automne Ombre from team TAPE declares sullenly, his leader, Tyra, nodding in agreement.

"Rennie, I promise Yang and I will take turns carrying you!" Nora Valkyrie declares as she hugs her best friend, who has a look of acceptance for his fate on his face.

Weiss shakes her head. "Ren, you and several others will need to work on your endurance. Or get very good at climbing trees and buildings."

"Arrrr. Roo, ruff ruff." A beowolf barks out next.

"He wants to point out that several Griffons have been turned as well." The Hound declares calmly from where it sits next to Weiss's twin sister Willow, her new Master.

"It was a pleasure to know you all." Ren deadpans seriously as he untangles himself from Nora. But to everyone's surprise, he suddenly strides to Emerald Sustrai and sweeps her off her feet and into a deep kiss.

"Now that's a kiss!" Ruby declares, while Weiss holds up a sign with a number nine on it. Blake holds up an eight, and Yang enthusiastically waves a ten over her head.

"Ahem, can we continue?" Professor Goodwitch calls out, even as she keeps staring nervously at the scroll held in hands threatening to shatter the device if they hold it much more tightly. "Please, Mina. Please answer me." She mutters.

"Fair enough. Ruby, rule number two please?"

"Number does! Double Tap! When in doubt, don't get stingy with your bullets!" The Reaper declares enthusiastically as she brandishes her Crescent Rose above her head.

"As we have all learned now, most zombies won't die from just one hit unless it's a shot to the head, and it will instead get up in very little time - and will then bite you." Weiss continues as the rabbit faunus fawns over her beloved weapon. "The most effective way to prevent this is to take a second shot or a follow up hit to their head which will stop them from attacking again, and surely one more shot can't do too much harm! For this to work, you will need at least two shots in your weapon at all times so you can double tap without having to worry about reloading in time."

You usually won't get that time!" Ruby singsongs before she returns to hugging her sweetheart.

"Luckily, the second shot should be easier as the first shot should take the zombie to the floor and temporarily prevent the zombie from moving." The white wolf finishes before Gibbs slapping her girlfriend. "Stop that, dolt!"

"And just what are you going to do, Weiss?" Blake calls out as she sits next to Ilia, who is staring in fascination at the full sized Drake that has managed to squeeze into the auditorium with them.

"I'm the first tap!" Ruby declares menacingly.

"And I'm the second, Kitten." Weiss follows up coldly.

"I'm convinced." Yang declares firmly as she sits next to Nora, who is watching in surprise as Ren continues to make out with a still surprised Emerald. "So what's the next rule, sis?"

"Limber Up!" She declares enthusiastically. "Before going into a zombie-infested area, you'll need to prepare for the impending running by limbering up."

Cinder Fall, who is sitting next to a shell shocked Pyrrha, holds up her hand. "Hold up! This one doesn't make much sense!"

Dr. Ara Ebony stands while nodding. "I hate to inform you of this, but despite the common notion that stretching prior to exercise reduces the chance of injury, or prepares you for a run, most modern studies point to muscle and tendon stretching exercises prior to engaging in heavy cardio actually reducing performance and increasing the likelihood of muscle, joint, and connective tissue injury." She explains calmly, getting a groan from the Reaper.

"I told you that was a ridiculous rule, Dolt." Weiss adds in agreement.

"Fine! Forget that one!" She sighs as she looks around. "Then let's go with the Buddy System!" She declares as her grin returns. "You can't always look in front of you and behind you at the same time."

"Even though the common zombie has so far proven themselves to be slow they can still surround you and trap you in a corner, so with the help of a buddy you have a better chance of clearing and keeping an area safe." The white wolf explains as she smiles. "There is also another great reason to follow this rule which would be in case you get an injury the assistance of another person can be perfect for this situation."

Velvet stands and looks around. "And, if you don't want to be with people, It's easier using a handgun to your head." 

"We have plenty of them stashed in our dorm room!" Coco adds with a cocky smirk.

"How about sharing some then?!" Cardin cries out. "I don't even own a squirt gun!"

"Apologize to my sister, and we'll talk." Sasha Scarlatina, who is in her first year growls out, her own girlfriend Sarah Arc next to her and already counting her ammo.

To everyone's complete and total surprise, the young man walks to the rabbit faunus and falls to his knees in front of her. "I'm sorry." He declares loudly enough to be heard by everyone present. "I'm an asshole, and I honestly don't deserve a single bit of kindness anyone would show me, but I'm not ready to die."

"Apology… accepted." Velvet whispers, getting a nod from Ruby and Coco both. "Admitting you're an ass is the first step."

"Let us continue." The white wolf looks at her dolt, who nods as she steps forward.

"Don't be a hero." Ruby declares sadly, while looking at the sealed off doors to the auditorium. "It's possibly the most important rule of all. Don't risk your own life just to make yourself look good."

"When taking risks in our new reality, there is always the possibility that you might get eaten alive by zombies. This isn't a risk you want to be taking so rather than trying to go for the "bad boy or bad girl look", Yang." 

"Hey! Not during all this crap!" The Brawler calls back.

"Just simply take a step back and keep yourself safe. Unfortunately, you won't make yourself look too impressive if a zombie is currently biting into your arm. However, remember that there are certain circumstances where perhaps this rule should be ignored, so that maybe you save someone who makes staying alive worth it, or making sure that you will still have a partner to back you up later - as they might be responsible for saving your life later. Always follow this rule... except when you shouldn't." Weiss stops and smiles at Ruby, who grins back at her.

"I'd definitely break it for you, Snowflake!"

"I know you would, my dolt."

"Blargh!" Nora pantomimes gagging, getting scattered laughter from the gathered survivors. 

"Miss Rose, may I add one last rule?" Headmaster Ozpin, who has silently sat next to a shocked into silence Celestia Peach this whole time, calls out.

"Well sure, Headmaster!" Ruby replies while she looks at the instructor with some concern. "And is Professor Peach ok?"

"She will be fine once she gets the image of Jaune being eaten alive out of her head." He replies as he stands and joins them at the podium. Clearing his throat, he takes a sip of coffee before beginning. "Enjoy the little things. As well as surviving all the zombies which obviously will soon be dominating our world, you'll also need to maintain a happy and sane state of mind by keeping positive."

Glynda nods as she joins him, a rare smile on her face as her daughter Silentia sleeps in her arms. "With the constant stress of staying alive with little time to put down your gun and rest, it's important that whenever you do get the time, you spend it on entertaining yourself. Of course, soon it will not be easy to entertain yourself in any extravagant way such as playing games, playing sports or watching trivid. So instead it's best to enjoy the little things that come your way whether that be having fun with another survivor, enjoying a luxury you come across, lying back and forgetting about all the problems in the world or even just destroying a whole bunch of little things. Without enjoying the little things, it's all too easy for you to lose sanity and peace of mind from the constant stress and pains of staying alive."

"We… We really can survive this, can't we?" Velvet murmurs quietly, getting nods from everyone present.

"We sure can, Velvet!" Ruby declares enthusiastically as she loads a fresh magazine into her weapon. "I'm gonna go set up on the roof and clean out the crowd. Maybe we can make it to the cafeteria before we get too hungry."

"I'll come spot for you, Ruby." Blake volunteers as she stands, a nervous Ilia whining as she clings to the panther's hand. "Stay with Weiss, ok?" She asks quietly, getting a nod in response.

"The rest of us need to prepare to reach the cafeteria. We can use tables to barricade the doors and whatnot." Weiss adds as they begin to busy themselves. But one thought runs through all their minds as Weiss gets them prepared and Ruby and several others begin to snipe the undead hordes...

When happened to them to convince them to prepare all these rules?

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-Two Years Ago, November 1st-

Weiss Schnee has regrets. Serious, unadulterated, never ending regrets. After attending her girlfriend's seventeenth birthday party, then going trick or treating (which was fun no matter how much she denied it), the two of them settled down to watch Dr. Merlot's Halloween Scare-a-Minute zombie movie marathon. 

Under normal circumstances, the white wolf and her red rabbit would have laughed their way through the rediculous, often borderline idiotic movies, but this year? Oh no, this year Dr. Merlot upped the horror and gore factors to eleven, then unleashed them on the pair of overly sugared and caffeinated, overly sleep deprived young faunus women, with devastating results.

Daybreak found the two of them huddling in Ruby's old treehouse in abject terror as they clutched their weapons in hands that have gone numb from the pressure. Neither of them dare to sleep, for fear of an undead horror reaching them and eating their precious overly agitated, far past rational thinking brains. 

"Ruby?"

"Yeah Weiss?"

"We need a plan." The white wolf points out as she stares at the trap door to the treehouse, which is currently blocked by a pillar of ice created by her when they fled to the safety of the small hide away in the trees.

"A plan?" The rabbit faunus asks nervously, her finger still on Crescent Rose's trigger and terror in her eyes. Her foot long ears are still twitching and swiveling as she strains all four ears to hear the unmistakable noise of a person's skull being cracked open like an egg to create a zombie feast. "Snowflake, it might be too late for a plan."

"Rules then. Rules we can use to stay alive during the hell of the zombie apocalypse." The white wolf declares as she struggles to both hold her weapon as well as keep her eyes open. "Like a rule about a buddy system."

"You're definitely my apocalypse buddy, Snowflake." Ruby declares as one long ear flops down, the Reaper no longer having the energy to keep it held up in the air. "What about cardio?"

"That is important too." Weiss admits with a yawn as her finger slips off of Myrtenaster's trigger. "And perhaps one about double tapping?"

"Uh huh." Ruby replies sleepily as her other ear falls next, her weapon starting to slowly lower itself to the floor. "And stretching. Don't forget stretching…"

"That's a stupid rule…" The white wolf declares with a yawn as her head slowly makes contact with her taller girlfriend's shoulder. "Think we're forgetting one…"

"It's ok…" The red rabbit admits as her head lowers to sit on her girlfriend's. "We'll think of more later…

#white rose week 2021 #white rose #ruby rose #weiss schnee #my writing #source: zombieland #those rules! #humor

[kewltie]

grumpy vet!katsuki is annoyed at animal lover!izuku who keeps bringing strays into his clinic because this isn't a fucking rescue but he never stop helping izuku care and find a home for every one of them. worst yet is that he can hear the voice of animals and they're like,,, pls mate with the cute human.

katsuki doesn't remember when it first started for him, but he'd always heard them. the animals are noisy bunch of fuckers with A WHOLE LOT OF OPINIONS and katsuki wouldn't say he love them but hearing their voice, knowing their pain and joy, he understands them better than he get humans. there isn't any pretense with the animals. they are what they are and they love, hate, and cry just as fiercely as any humans even though katsuki thinks they're simple creatures. he always been closer to the animals than other humans because they stay true to him. so yea he doesn't love animals but he finds himself relating to them more than his own species. it's not surprise that he became a vet because he get to work closely with the animals that kinda fuck up his life since he cant have any normalcy anymore so they're stuck with each other lol

izuku have always been fond of animals and they have always been super fond of him back. it's mutual love all around even though izuku def can't hear their voices but growing up izuku was heavily bullied and harassed and his only friends were stray dogs he met whenever he walk to/from school.  his bullies called him in mocking tone 'snow white' because the fact that izuku always attracting animals around him and whenever he go anywhere birds fly circle above him and animals have a habit of finding him. it's freaky. IZUKU WAS WEIRD so he finds comfort in animals rather than human because they don’t care or judge him. Animals can be simple like that.

while katsuki takes his strangeness and ability and turns it into a flourishing business because he's not going to let anything fuck him over; katsuki owns his power and isn't ashamed of it one bit. he just wish the animals talk less because they think they know BEST even more than him lol.  take for example his lack of love life because he's sooo busy at his private clinic and doesn't have time for others. as soon as he had graduated vet school, he poured his money and opened his own clinic because katsuki was never going to be alright working under someone and he want to do things his way.  now that his business is stable and he got several other vets (his friends from vet school) working with him, he has more free time but still finds himself working at the clinic on his day off because he's uh a bit of a workaholic?? also because he thinks human relationship is a complicated, annoying, and just UGH/o\.

his animals that AREN'T HIS PETS exactly but stay year round at the clinic because they're deemed unadoptable for normal shelters because of their special needs (i.e. blind, deaf, etc) so they constantly harassed him to find a 'proper mate' and produce 'offspring' already because he's wasting good sperm… lol  they legitly dont understand how a virile male like katsuki haven't found a good mate yet and katsuki REALLY REALLY would like them to stfu up with the nagging because he already got it from his friends and HIS PARENTS and now he's getting harassed at work by his own fucking animals.

his animals are actually a bird with one wing, a three legged dog, two cats (one blind and the other deaf). no matter what katsuki say, THEY'RE HIS PACK and they absolutely loves him. Some were surrendered by their owner because it was too much work taking care of a special need animal while his pack like the dog actually came from a fighting ring and got his leg broken by another. the two cats were from abusive households, and the bird was abandoned by her owner when she lost one of her wings. they're mix matched bunch of mistfists with nowhere else to go but katsuki took them in anyway. he said it's only UNTIL HE FIND THEM A NEW HOME, but they never leave him sobs. THEY LOVE THIS GRUMPY ASSHOLE. katsuki understands them and doesn't care if they're lil broken and damage and he's so, so good to them even though he's so MEAN ABOUT IT LOL.

so yea, they want more than anything for katsuki to be happy!!!!! for them that's mean finding a good mate and having babies because that is guaranteeing his future, but few humans can put up with their beloved katsuki,,, until izuku comes rolling into the clinic with a dog hit by a car of course.

izuku has no pet insurance and he doesn't even have any money to pay the pet fees because he's actually unemployed right now. he went through various jobs of all kind but because of his 'unique deposition' animals constantly flocked to him and made it chaotic when he's on the job. he was eventually was fire/asked to leave because it was inconvenience to them and though izuku finds it extremely hard to only last a month or two at his new work everytime, he never blame the animals for being the source of the problem because they ARE HIS HAPPINESS, HIS ENDLESS JOY.

it also made it harder izuku to have a 'normal' life when izuku would often drop everything to help any kind of animal in need. a lost pet, an injured bunny, an abused dog, etc and he would go to great lengths to ensure they're love and care for because they are the world to him. so when he saw a dog injured on the roadside, he stopped immediately and found the nearest vet clinic to bring her in even though HE'S OUT OF A JOB and is poor in cash but rich in heart :P.

at first katsuki put up a fight like he's not going to help unless izuku paid up because he's kind of dick lol. tbh he was just putting on a show because he can't have ppl thinking HE'S FUCKING WEAK to every desperate ppl coming in even tho his price is the cheapest in the area and he takes IN EVERY PET NO MATTER HOW DIRE but then izuku get teary eyes and promise katsuki his spleen if he would help. that is when he knew izuku is going to FUCKING RUIN HIM because then all the animals in the waiting room is giving him a stink eye and are like, "HELP THE POOR HUMAN YOU DUMB DOC". he just want to growl at them to stfu but the dog starts howling and everyone is making noises and he sighs.

he wasn't even going to kick izuku and the injured dog out anyway so he grits his teeth and let himself be bullied in taking in his new patient and a v v v concern izuku. he insistently hovers close by as katsuki perform the surgery on the dog's broken leg. katsuki knows the drill because worry pet parent is part of the job. "she will be fine," he tells izuku.

eyes wide with hope. "really?" he asks, looking all earnest.

"yea, i wouldn't bullshit unless i fucking know for sure," katsuki answers with a snort because he doesnt make empty promises. also because he's fucking good at his job. he takes in every case seriously and pour his blood, sweat, and tears into all their animals that come into his clinic until they're well again. katsuki doesn't love animals,,, he's FUCKING LOVES THEM in his own ornery ways ofc lol.

 esp the pets and animals that come through his clinic, they all have unique personality and stories to tell. they're not humans but to katsuki they might as well be because their life is as precious as any other human being and he wants to make sure none of them die on his table.

"okay, she's cleared from the surgery," katsuki says, informing an anxious looking izuku. "you can take her home in three days." he pauses for a moment with a frown. "consider the wee waived as my good deed of the year. just dont let your pet run off in the street next time."

izuku blinks. "she's not my dog. I just found her."

katsuki stares at him. "you were going to offer your spleen for a dog that isn't EVEN YOURS?!"

izuku nods eagerly. "i just couldnt leave her alone when she's hurt like that. thank you so much, bakugou-san! you're her hero!"

it's then that his life go from somewhat mundane (as much as a vet who can talk to animals can be) to become even more eccentric because of izuku. he somehow acquired another DOG into his pack bc no matter how desperately izuku tried to find her owner he couldn't. she also need a lot of dedicated hands on care but with no prior owner appearing, katsuki begrudgingly takes her on until she finds a new home. even worst, izuku makes it a habit to visit his clinic daily to check up on her and all the animals there perk excitedly at his appearance.

he easily makes friend w/ all the animals, esp the ones recovering from surgery/illness, taking special care of them while katsuki's pack is super curious w/ izuku and  keep hounding katsuki to pay attention to the cute human!! LOOK A VIABLE MATE as katsuki continues to ignore them

katsuki like to thinks he's a hardass but ever since that day izuku keeps bringing in his strays for katsuki to help and katsuki grumble his way through it but never turn izuku away bc as soon as izuku turn his fucking huge green eyes at him,,,, he'd fucking whipped that's what. and izuku has no money and no job, he started stay longer and help out at the clinic as a return for katsuki’s helping out the animals he keeps bringing in. so he just come to clinic pretty much everyday from morning and wouldn't leave till they close it.

his presence there calm the animals and they always look forward to seeing him everyday. even katsuki's regular clients are like, "oh did you hired a new assistant at the clinic? he's such a sweet and helpful boy."

katsuki, eyes twitching, grits out a, "no."

but at this point katsuki pretty much accepted izuku is attached to the clinic now because unlike all the strays izuku brought in with all of them eventually finding a new home later, KATSUKI IS STUCK WITH IZUKU even though this izuku had FOUND HIM FIRST and not the other way around. katsuki is good with animals because they dont take his bullshit and though he has his colleagues who he work with but they knew him long enough to deal with his prickliness longterm but izuku who he only known for a month or 2, sticks close to him and just smile through him being his asshole self. maybe it's because izuku is some kind of animals magnet disney princess bullshit because ofc katsuki would only attract the kind of person that is maybe part animals or some shit because JUST HIS LUCK that he takes in a human stray in the end and can't get rid of izuku even if he wanted to.

there was no point in fighting it now, izuku is here to stay even if he has a habit of attracting all kind of animals and ridiculous to katsuki's peaceful clinic. he ends up hiring izuku to work at the clinic even though izuku been working there for months already lol. izuku who always have a hard time having any permanency in his life because of his animals magnet deposition and maintaining any human relationship because they dont get his obsession with animals, immediately lights up at the news that he's here to stay WITH ALL THE ANIMALS AND KATSUKI.

katsuki who is mean, rough, and yells at him when he messed up but carefully teaches him how to fill out the health form correctly and lets him play with all the animals at the clinic. doesn't even blink when izuku smuggled in an injured bird and put UP WITH IZUKU'S RIDICULOUSNESS!! izuku is half way in love already because katsuki is a good man with the biggest heart around even if he deny it. he can tell by how much his pack loves katsuki, how they are happy and healthy they look and how they were deemed too broken for society but with katsuki they found a perfect home.

izuku doesn't understand the animals but you don't need a common language to see the way katsuki’s dog curl up in his lap when he's working in the office even though that dog is definitely way too big for it, or how his bird hop on his shoulder as he works. it's there in their body language and the way they want to be close to him. animals are honest, they express everything they feel with their entire body so katsuki can huffs and puffs about how he's not a good person but izuku knows. why else would katsuki not charged izuku for all the animals he bring in or get so brutally upset when he couldn't save one of their life.

izuku doesn't push for more because he's happy just having a room in katsuki's life with all these animals around them. while katsuki is SUFFERING because all his animals are yelling at him daily to: "FUCK MATE CUTE HUMAN BOY YOU USELESS TURD."

the fact that they're all invested in katsuki's love life is hilarious because they think he's completely useless at getting a mate and really want him to get it on with IZUKU ALREADY BECAUSE HE'S GETTING INTO HIS PRIME AND HE NEED TO PRODUCE BEFORE HE DIE TO CONTINUE HIS SPECIES!!!

katsuki has to keep telling them that IS NOT HOW HUMANS WORK but his animals keep offering advice like, "offer the head of your beloved's worst enemy as a courting gift", "leave a dead mouse at his house", "build him a beautiful nest" etc. it's great IF IZUKU WASNT A HUMAN. they critique katsuki's "courting skill" relentlessly because izuku is sweet, kind, love animals, and is perfect so like,,, can he hurry and snatch the cute human up already before some other bastard does???? because mating is a battlefield!!! you got to fight for your right to have him!!

at this point, with the constant nagging and all the animals being 'helpful', katsuki kinda just want lean over and tell izuku, "so do you just wanna fuck and start a family with me?" so his animals can stfu and also he'd might have lost his mind a lil there lol

#bakudeku #not!fic #vet au

[beneaththetangles]

Stakes are high and the action is intense in offerings on this week’s Reader’s Corner, which include the latest volume of Issak, Solo Leveling, and Kaiju No. 8, as well as the omnibus manga adaptation of the Madoka Rebellion movies. But if those are too suspenseful for your liking, we’ve got calmer fare, too, like Play it Cool, Guys, Even Dogs Go to Other Worlds, No Longer Heroine, and Like a Butterfly. Read our reviews and see what releases might be just right for you!

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Even Dogs Go to Other Worlds: Life in Another World with My Beloved Hound (Vol. 2) • Issak (Vol. 5) • Kaiju No. 8 (Vol. 9) • Like a Butterfly (Vol. 4) • No Longer Heroine (Vol. 5) • Play It Cool, Guys (Vol. 5) • Puella Magi Madoka Magica The Movie -Rebellion-: The Complete Omnibus Edition • Solo Leveling (Vol. 8)

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my 100 ideas

Most of these totally suck but i wrote 100 of them so let me know if any of them sound like something you would read or have any ideas for how to spice them up with blood and gore and how to get the most shock possible out of the idea.  

-Two girls become drifter killers to fund the abortion of father-daughter incest

- Zombies like EDM and converge on a rave, replacing the drugged up crowd with nobody noticing

-human farming and a cannibal restaurant

-girls discover fairies and torture them

-two pageant stars become pro-ana superstars

-people earn points in an online game called “Calligula” by committing crimes and filming them

-A boy befriends a vampire trucker and reminds him of his last mortal love

-mall goths murder a “poser” in the woods

- De sade as a transcript of a hurtcore chatroom

-neighborhood kids who congregate at “dirt Hill” bully a child to death who comes back and haunts them in their teens

-A suicide club starts at a highschool

-Oliver twist remake where they are prostitutes instead of thieves

-A glitch in time leaves a rapist turned into a child and lands him at the mercy of his victim

-killer caterpillars

-Aliens that can only get you if you think of them

-A bulimic girl vomits up a baby

-Monsters live in the sand of a beach

-Experiments done on kids to turn them into weapons

-A pedophile on the run with his victim writes a fake memoir supposedly penned by the victim about murdering his family to escape

-Women storm the white house to torture/kill a rapist president

-An exchange studentl living in germany is called upon by the ghosts of a murdered jewish family to kill the family next door who are descendants of the nazis that killed them

-addicts at the end of the world trying to stay high

-anti-aging cream is made of dead 3rd world babies

-Bigfoot, our protagonist, tries to befriend a group of campers but accidentally kills them all off

-Prtending to be underaged, a girl traps a sadist pedophile in his own BDSM dungeon

-An american pedophile in asia becomes possessed by the ghost of a little girl killed in a brothyl

-a girl mutilates herself in her room in an attempt to look “beautiful” by cutting off all the features she finds ugly

-Satanists overtake a christian summer camp for SRA rituals

-A girl who is being molested’s dolls com to life in order to kill her stepfather, told from the POV of her favorite teddy bear

- A girl falls in love with a ghost who she can only see when she asphyxiates so she becomes hooked on duster

-A mute autistic girl befriends a demon who gets vengeance on her bullies

-Two DID alters fall in love and write love letters to each other in a diary even though they can never exist at the same time, plan revenge on church gardner who abused the host and caused the split in an attempt to be whole

-A child who killed another child is released from prison upon turning 18.  When another child goes missing he must solve the mystery to clear his name with the help of his murder victim’s sister (who turns out to be the real killer)

-An adopted girl, upon turning 18, searches for her birth family only to discover a human puppy mill

-Two little boys abduct and murder another at a carnival and watch the panic unravel as the adults search for him

-A cult leader drives his followers to mass suicide

-A mother and daughter break a murderer out of jail and fight for his affections

-a school adopts lobotomies for problem students

-A human trafficker crosses paths with a telekinetic child

-An adopted girl finds out she is the blood heir to an enormous hurtcore ring

-A woman becomes aware that she is a character in a story and begins fighting the writer, who plans to write her into a tragedy

-a rich girl who has spent her life in a self sufficient high rise accidentally hits a lower-floor elevator button to discover that the zombie apocalypse has been happening for over a decade

-The son of a truck stop stripper living motel to motel comes across a magic pack of cigarettes that each grant a wish when smoked.  In the end he gives his last one to his mom and she wishes he was never born and he disappears.

-An abusive troubled teen camp in the wilderness combats a masked slasher

-Activists free elephants at a circus but are captured by sadistic clowns

-Patient zero of a zombie virus goes around infecting hundreds of people through her work in a fast food chain because she cant take paid time off

-A vigilante caring for her murdered best friend’s infant has to take out a chain of criminals while still keeping up with the overwhelming task of motherhood

-A new club drug goes around the rave scene, highly addictive, eventually turns you into a zombie but so addictive people cant stop using it

-A girl wakes up and lives the same day out 100 times, with each day becoming more gruesome and out of control as she tries to stop the death of her best friend from happening

-A woman with no memories is arrested for involvement in a hurtcore ring

-Teens in a mental hospital after a rash of suicide attempts begin to die in strange accidents around the hospital

-A girl singer rising to fame realizes shes being prepared to be sacrificed by a death cult

-A boy who accidentally murdered his sister as a child becomes obsessed with a local girl who looks like she would have grown up to and stalks her, killing everybody close to her to “get his sister back” for his dying mother

-after trying acid for the first time a college girl is dragged back in time and witnesses the slaughter of the natives by settlers and is taken in by a native family fighting back

-A conscious zombie takes out a white supremecist stronghold

-Teens at a christian youth retreat battle a tentacle monster that feeds on virginity

-A haunted house bonds with the family that it is killing after falling in love with the lonely teenage daughter

-After abuse in the industry, a porn star seeks revenge against the producer who abused her, rendering her infertile

-A little girl who lives in a funeral home forms a bond with a senile old man who believes her to be his dead wife reincarnated

-A cursed school play production where the creepy theater teacher has a deal with the devil to sacrifice the lead girl, who grows a thirst for blood

-Upon puberty a girl starts to gruesomely turn into a mermaid despite her family’s assurances that these changes are beautiful and special

-a homeless prostitute forces her son to be her daughter in order to scam and kill pedophile men

-somebody nearby dies whenever a child sucks her thumb and she tries to break the habit

-after discovering her beloved guide dog is a demonic hell hound who needs human flesh to survive, a blind girl goes about finding deserving victims for him to eat

-A band of punk rockers find themselves set upon by nazis after one is killed at their show, the nazis have super-meth

-Everyday life in a small town is disrupted when the residents awake to find themselves living with grotesque cartoon physics

-A date-rapist catches an STD that turns his penis sentient and against him

-A boy who has never seen the sunlight is identified as a kidnapped infant and returned to his family, who have no idea how to handle his PTSD

-A tween popstar’s lyrics contain satanic messages that make his fans killers they kill their families and go on robbing sprees to afford his concerts

-A prim and proper young woman crosses a zombie-infested city to reunite with her (female) childhood best friend who she is in love with

-A chubby loner girl suddenly becomes an asset to her girl scout camp when it is set upon by monsters that only she knows how to fight from reading about them in horror books

-A kidnapped boy realizes he is outgrowing his captor’s attraction and sets out to eliminate the competition of new boys brought into the house

-A redneck boy and his incestuously abusive brother are the lone survivors of a monster attack on their family farm and the boy has to decide if he wants to help his abuser survive or take his chances on his own

-A school for poor children where children are farmed for their organs for the rich

-a young junkie discovers one day that he has the power to regenerate lost body parts

-An interracial group of rich friends finds themselves lost in a bad neighborhood overnightdurring a full moon where the occupants of the neighborhood come alive as werewolves

-A small Amish-type religious community is completely cut off from the world during a monster attack and carry on business with no idea that the outside world has collapsed other than that they’ve stopped receiving letters and newspapers.  A team is sent out to scout the damage

-A girl who has her driver's license for the first weekend is held hostage as a getaway driver for two sadistic maniacs on their crime spree

-At a sleepover, two elementary school girls decide to kill another

-An ex-amish girl assimilates herself into society right when a monster attack begins to crumble it and must get back to her family to warn them that the world is ending

-Desade’s 120 days rewritten in the modern day hamptons

-a new diet pill causes moths to take up residence in somebody’s digestive system

-a group of white people go to film the “horrors” of a supposedly cannibal tribe, but when their racist notions are false, they force the people to conform to what they expected to find so they have something for their film

-a “murder circus” where participants pay to torture victims runs into a clash with protestors

-fights to the death like dogfighting but with human children

-a young man gives himself up to a sadist to pay off his sister’s drug debt

-A young woman working in the crime scene clean up business tries to shelter her own daughter from the horrors of the world by locking her in their apartment and becoming more and mor agoraphobic

-A home invasion turns the tables when the serial would-be-rapists/robbers break into the home of female vampires

-In the aftermath of the end of the world, a small tribe of hardened cannibalistic survivors now have to face forced assimilation back into society

-Trapped in a building with an active shooter, a group of elementary school kids fight back with school supplies

-An international tour group of study abroad students become stranded in the alps with a snow monster

-a team of serial killers/lovers is put to the test when one of them gets a woman pregnant and decides he wants to quit killing and become a normal person

-A teenage punk with a specialty for giving piercings turns into a back-ally abortionist in a wealthy suburb

-Twins who share a body and each have a head get into a feud over a lover and attempt to separate

-A group of racists find themselves cursed by a flesh-eating virus that starts with a change in skin pigment

-Racists hunting illegal immigrants come up on the wrong side of a desert spirit after destroying water left out by humanitarian groups

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Captive Chapter 7 : Little Bean (The end)

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_Dean x Reader_

Summary :

Dean Winchester is an enemy.

Every man of letters and hunters are enemies.

During the Great Purge in Europe, when every european Men of Letters allied to eradicate monsters once and for all, using hunters as their cold-blooded hounds, long before the BMOL took an interest in USA, they killed my mother, and made me go through hell. I killed so many of them I lost count, and lived a life on the run. Until one day I heard about American Men of Letters extinction, and decided to try and find peace there.

That was without counting on the exile of some BMOL, and the existence of the two best hunters of the world.The fisrt time I saw Sam Winchester, I almost killed him, and Dean has me now…

He is going to kill me, right ?

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Serie warnings : Violence and captivity, Swearing, Angst, Fluff, Smut.

Chapter Warnings : Angst, Flangst fluff, smut.

Words : 5.3 k

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Reader's Pov

           I enter the shower and sigh. Sam is right, I have to talk to Dean, today.

           I look down at my body and see my secret is showing a little now, when I'm naked. A little, my lower belly just a bit more swollen than it usually is. I take Dean's soap and wash with it, it's the only scent that doesn't make me nauseous lately, even Sam's aftershave is sickening in the morning.

           I'm terrified.

I know Dean won't kick me out or whatever, he loves me, I trust him. But I will break his happiness... He doesn't want this, he doesn't need this. He has always been responsible for everything, for Sam, for the world. He doesn't want that burden, and I don’t want this for him. I want to give him peace, I want to take care of him. I want to be his angel.

           I quickly clean and get dressed, we have to take the road in half an hour, people are being found literally half eaten in Arkansas.

           When I get out of the bathroom, I can't find Dean, he already took our bags.

"Sam, have you seen Dean ?"

"He's waiting in the car" Sam shrugs, putting smoothies in the cooler.

Waiting in the car ?

           I enter the garage and my love is indeed behind the wheel, in his beloved car. I open the driver's door and bend on him.

"In a rush baby ?" I smile, kissing the corner of his mouth.

He just nods.

"You okay ?" I frown when he doesn't return the kiss like he usually does.

"Yeah. Are you ready ?"

I nod sadly and close his door. Then I seat on the backseat behind him and try to catch his eyes, but he doesn’t look at me.

           The drive is silent, no, actually it's not, Dean put some loud music, but he doesn't talk, not a word. And it makes me feel like he was unapproachable, like he was not mine at all. And just like that, only a few hours after waking up in his arms, I miss him like when he left me alone in the bunker. I could cry.

           Sam sometimes talks about the case but that's it. As the time passes, I start to think, this not just me being addicted to Dean’s smile, something's wrong with him but I can't read his eyes this time, is it sadness or anger ? How am I supposed to talk to him about my pregnancy if he's already mad at me. And I don't even know why...

           It's dark, Dean didn't stop at all, he never asked if someone needed to take a break, and I must say my bladder is screaming at me. But I don’t ask anything, I’m too afraid of what he could answer.  I try to act as I always do, but he never really reacts to the kiss I drop on his neck now and then.

"I'm hungry Dean, do you at least plan on stopping for food ?" Sam sighs.

"People are dying" Dean grunts with his closed tone.

"Yeah and we will be there in the middle of the night ! So we have time for a break ! What is wrong with you, man ?"

"Nothing. I'm fine, stop asking me what's wrong" he looks at me in the mirror quickly.

           By the time we make it to the motel, I'm on the verge of crying. My head hurts, my bladder, but my heart is the worst.

I almost run to the bathroom when I got the key to our room, but Dean doesn’t join right away. Sitting on the bed, I try not to cry. He never made me feel like this, this is worst than being captive.

I can’t talk to him tonight. I’ll wait for the end of this case, maybe he doesn’t even want to be with me anymore. Dean doesn’t do relationship. He told me he loved me when he was dying : maybe he’s just regretting it. Feeling like he had no choice but commitment… No I don’t believe that, I can feel his love, I can hear it in his words, I can feel it in my core… Usually.

He enters our shared room and doesn't even look at me when he takes his jacket off. He's wearing that green Henley that makes me weak, the one I usually touch all the time ; but he's cold, and it's scares me.

           Maybe it is because of this morning, he wanted me and I pushed him away... I need him close anyway, so I walk toward him. I don’t know what else to do, so I put a hand on his chest and approach my lips for a kiss. But he flinches.

He finches.

           My breath gets stuck on my throat and I look at him in fear. But then he takes my hand and pushes it, and fear turns to terror…

"Don't touch me" he groans, turning his back on me.

I could puke or cry or die right now... What is happening ?

"Dean ?" I swallow hard. "Baby ?"

"Don't call me that..."

"What is happening Dean ? What did I do ?" I half sob already.

He turns around and suddenly he seems so tall, I take a step back.

"I don't know, you tell me" he rasps, his tone is so cold, it’s like he wanted to scare, or even hurt me with words. "What did you do with Sam ?"

"With Sam ? Dean… what do you mean ?" I frown.

"I MEAN !" he yells all of sudden, making me jump and take another step back, my blood runs cold, iced sweat is covering my back. "I CAN'T TOUCH YOU !” He grins with the anger of a crazy man and rolls his eyes. “Oh, yes… I can take you, quickly, from behind, like a fucking dog…” My eyes widen at the bluntness of his words. “But not touching you too much, or with the lights off, so you don't have to look at me, right ?... I'm not allowed to see you, to touch you anymore ! I can grab your ass but not kiss your boobs ? Do you know how it makes me feel Y/n ?” I open my mouth but he doesn’t let me the time to say anything. “What are you ? DISGUSTED WITH ME ?"

I put my two hands on my mouth, so shocked by what he is saying, feeling so guilty for making him feel unwanted.

"Dean..." I try to talk but he is furious now.

"DID YOU CHEAT ON ME ? WITH MY BROTHER !" he yells so loud I'm sure Sam heard from his room.

"NO !" I try but he's not listening.

"You can't do this to me Y/n, I love you too much” his voice breaks on the word love, he seems so vulnerable now. “I'm going crazy... I love you so fucking much ! HOW CAN YOU DO THIS TO ME !" he puts his hands on his hair. “I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME !” he grabs the wooden chair next to him and smashes it on the wall.

I flinch in a strangled cry. I hurt him so much. How can I not have seen this. How can he think that I would cheat on him, this is the worst.

“WITH MY FUCKING BROTHER !” the veins on his neck are showing and his eyes are red.

He can't think that... Before he yells again, I cut him.

"STOP DEAN ! LISTEN TO ME ! HOW CAN YOU ACUSE ME OF CHEATING ON YOU !” I realize how much it hurts me while I say it out loud. “Son of a bitch... You SON OF A BITCH !” I punch his chest. “Two weeks ago I was dying because of how much I love you ! I WAS DYING, DEAN ! I never touched your brother... How can you..." I cry, still hitting him. "I will never touch another man, you know that... Tell me you know that, baby... Please."

I come closer but he pushes me again and I burst in tears when I can’t take him in my arms.

"Dean..."

There are tears in his eyes.

"Don't lie to me." he groans low. "Don't touch me... You have a secret, I heard you..." a tear falls on his cheek. "With Sam... You're hiding someth..."

"I'm pregnant" I cut him, defeated. “I’m fucking pregnant, okay ?”

           Silence. He stares at me like I had just slap him. I feel my guts make a thousand knots.

"I didn't tell you because this is my fault ! I... I'm the one who told you we don't need protection. I'm the one who fucking messed up ! And now you're gonna hate me..." I cry. "You don't want this, you don't need this... But I... I already love him because it's yours and I'm so sorry Dean... I can... I-I..."

"You're pregnant angel ?" he says, strangled.

I nod, the nickname warming me a little.

           He comes close and searches my eyes, but I try to look down. He tries to take me in his arms but I keep on slightly hitting him, drowning in my own tears. So he cups my face with one hand and grabs my wrists with the other to keep me from punching him more. There is something there I can't read, but fear disappeared, how could fear vanish when I tell him that ? He frowns, I don't move, barely daring to breathe. Then he smiles.

"You are pregnant ?... How ?"

"I don't know... Gabriel says true love can do that sometimes..." I shrug and he takes me by the waist.

“I’m an idiot” he shakes his head. “I’m…”

He presses me against him, and I stay still. "You should have told me..." he whispers.

"I was terrified… I’m so sorry baby"

"How could you think I would hate you" he winces.

"How could you think I was cheating on you..." I look down.

"I'm sorry, I love you too much… It makes me stupid, this all new for me. I guess passionately doesn’t suits me so well…" he bends to kiss my lips.

           I wrap my arms around him and sob because of the intense fear I just felt, he squeezes me.

"I'm sorry" I say. "I'm so sorry Dean."

"Don't be. Look at me angel." His eyes are so sure, they make all my worry fade. “I love you more than anything. And the truth is… I always loved the idea of being a father, I just thought, in this life…”

He cups my face and I stop crying, feeling his enveloping soul carry the world for me.

"It's going to be complicated, our life... It's not going to be easy everyday... But angel never, ever, think that I don't want this" there, I can read it now, it's adoration : the mysterious expression in his beautiful eyes. "You're making me so happy I can barely believe it !" he cries in a laugh.

           Then he kisses me, he invades my mouth and slips his hand under my shirt. He suddenly breaks the kiss.

"Does it show ?" he asks looking down at my stomach ?

"A little..." I pull my shirt off and Dean's eyes widen. “Dean, this is the reason I… I don’t want you to feel unwanted…”

He puts his palm hesitantly on my lower belly and smiles in a way I never seen him.

"How long ?" he whispers still looking at my tiny bump.

"I think this is our middle-of-the-night-impala-sex, baby..." I shrug, not really knowing how I can be so sure, but this is something I feel since I know. "It's a… It’s a boy."

"You already know ?" he puts his forehead on mine.

"Yeah, Gabriel told me when he healed me and brought you back. I'm sorry Dean, that's the only reason I didn't want you to touch my stomach I swear... And my boobs, they just hurt most of the time... But you know I’m yours, right ?"

"I know, angel, I’m sorry…” He stares at his hand on my skin. “A baby boy..." Dean says dreamingly.

"Yes..."

           He bends to kiss my lips once again, letting his fingers go through my hair in a soft moan. I cling to him, pressing on his back to keep him close, I let him take away all the fear and sadness.

"Never lie to me again angel" he pleads, his clumsy hands stroking my hair. “Never…”

"Never die again" I answer.

Dean's Pov

           I put my keys and the grocery bags on the table and pout, Y/n was supposed to be here when I come back.

"Angel ?" I call.

"Kitchen !"

I smile and rush toward her. I left before she woke up this morning and I miss her so much already.

           When I enter the kitchen, my eyes widen. She's in just her panties and bra, her six months baby bump pointing proudly at me, she has done her hair and nails. She's so beautiful.

"Angel, where are the others ?" I worry a little, ready to put my hands to hide her.

"Gone" she smiles, biting her lower lip.

"Oh..." I groan.

She bites in a peace of dark chocolate, making it crack between her teeth.

"Yeah...” she purrs.

She licks her lips and I can imagine how sweet they must be right now. Then she skims the front of her panties…

“And I'm so horny" she grins.

"Are you baby girl ?" I ask very low, knowing how much my deep voice can arouse her.

She licks her lips and wraps her hands around my neck. I put my palms on her belly and hum, but she steals my smile by kissing me passionately, she tastes like chocolate.

           She moans in the kiss, making me hard already.

"Dean... touch me" she begs me, taking one of my hands off of her stomach to put it between her legs.

"Wow, angel, you really are horny... Oh ! And wet !"

"Yeah..." she moans when I rub my fingers on her pussy through the fabric. "Yeah Dean..."

I know her body, and my thick fingers rubs between her entrance and her clit, making her moan, I can feel her muscles clench around nothing through the fabric, she’s biting my neck now.

           I have to be careful, this is way too hot… I could let myself go and hurt her, or the baby. I’m tall and heavy and big. I’m so afraid of what I could do to that treasure inside of her.

The moment I'm about to offer her to take this to the bedroom, she starts undoing my belt.

"Wow Y/n you act like you haven't seen me in a week" I smile kissing her jaw. "Hormones ?"

"No" she moans squeezing her thighs to keep my hand between her legs. "I just want you..."

           She slips her hand on my pants and grabs my cock. I feel myself twitch in her hand and I growl, nibbling at her throat, desperate to throw myself at her. Her thumb strokes the head and she rolls her hips against my hand.

"Let's take it to the bed angel" I pant.

"No..." she whispers, pulling me back with her.

           She sits on the table and opens her legs, tugging at my shirt to make me come closer. I kiss her softly, massaging her thighs. She's burning up, damn, she's soaking the table.

"Fuck me Dean" she begs. “Here. Now.”

"Angel..." I try hold back. "Baby, I can't do that..."

           She breaks the kiss and looks at me like she was about to break my nose.

"Dean, I love you... And I love you making sweet and tender love to me... You know that ?"

I nod, not really knowing why she's saying that.

"But lately..." she whines. "Dean... you can't be all sweet and tender all the time. I need you to be my lover, but I really need you to be my strong manly warrior… Dean…” she whines. “Fuck me now. Hard."

I swallow hard.

"I don't want to hurt the baby..." I admit.

"I know… I know and I love you for that. But believe me, you won't" she states. "I’m stronger than you think but I will burst in flames and die if you don’t give me what I need, baby. I promise, just don't crush me. But please..." she comes closer to my ear and strokes my cock slowly. "I miss your bruising hands, I miss your teeth and those groans you let out when you don't hold back..." she purrs.

I take a shaky breath and fall on my knees.

           The second my head come near to her pussy she stars wiggling. I kiss her where she needs it and graze my teeth on her clit through the soaked fabric. Her hands come to my hair, she grabs what she can and tugs at it to the point of pain, I miss it too, I miss her scratching my back so bad I bleed. I miss the feeling of perfect trust when we switch from rough to tender, and all the other way around.

I moan and push her panties to the side to fest on her freely. I look up but she's hanging her head back and her swollen belly keeps me from seeing her face.

           She moans loud, her legs wrap around me.

"Dean !" she cries out when I flatten my tongue.

Her nails are digging in my scalp, she keeps my mouth on her, and my head is spinning. I try not to think about my baby boy in her womb, this is so strange for me, I always fear I could hurt them. But she's right, I have to trust her. She knows exactly what to tell me if I go to far, or to rough.

           I grab her thighs and push on her body, to make her lay down on the kitchen table, she gasps. I take her panties down and throw it somewhere in the kitchen. Then I attack her again, using my lips to make her beg, I know she loves my lips so I make her enjoy every part of them... And my tongue. I could come just hearing the plaintive sounds she makes when this is too good for her to take.

           This time she comes really quick, her thighs crushing my head when I keep licking her during her high, her voice lost in sacrilegious prayers.

"You okay ?" I ask kissing her thighs and her baby bump.

She nods, wiping her sweaty face with her palms.

           I take my jeans down and smile at her devilishly.

"You stop me if I hurt you, or..."

"Yeah, Dean, you won't break me" she says opening her legs. “Please I feel like I was in heat right now… I need you.”

I can't hold back anymore and dig my fingers on the skin of her thighs. Before she can move I enter her in one sharp movement, growling and clenching my teeth. She’s tight and pulsing.

"Fuck, Y/n..." I mutter, almost withdrawing, then slamming back inside her.

"More... Dean baby more..." she pleads.

So I lift her legs above my shoulder and put a knee on the table. My thrusts are ruthless now, her mouth is wide open. My arm grabs the table next to head and she does that thing where she licks the skin of my wrist she can reach, like she was in heat indeed…

When I can't go deeper anymore, she starts making those pornographic noises. And I already feel my balls tighten, but I can't cum now. I bend, careful not to crush her belly, to kiss her lips, and she grabs my ass.

"Angel, this is too good..." I pant.

The kitchen table creaks. She lifts her arms and clutches the edge of it, arching her back. Her walls flutter around me, she's close.

           Her voice dies in her throat again, her neck red and her eyes shut. Her legs shake and her hands come to my arms, clinging to it with her nails. She comes hard. Just seeing her like that could make me cum, but the way I'm buried deep inside her, the way she's pulsing around me... I grasp her hips and squeeze hard as I pound three more time inside her, growling, before I cum in a desperate moan, not really caring what sound I make, she loves them all anyway.

           It takes me a few minutes to catch my breath. She's stroking my back lovingly, and smiles with a pure expression of bliss on her face.

"See, you didn't hurt me, baby" she says. "I mean, I might not be able to walk for a few days. But it was totally worth it" she laughs, biting her teeth.

"I love you" I say, taking her in my arms.

"I love you more" she snuggles against me.

           *******

              "I love our baby but he's coming between us" she says when she can't get comfortable on the couch.

"Put you back on me" I suggest.

"But I want to see you" she pouts.

I move a little and she snuggles on my chest on her side, her head on the crook of my neck. She looks up and I can see her mischievous gaze under her eyelashes.

"Don't look at me like that, I just had to tighten the kitchen's table bolt" I smile, kissing her nose. “And you scratched my ass, it hurt when I sit.”

"I was not thinking about that" she puts light kisses on my jaw, slipping her arm under my shirt to touch the creases muscles of my stomach. "We had a lot of long talks about how to act while I'm pregnant, and no, Dean, I'm not staying at home alone while you’re hunting..."

"I know, you made it very clear..." I sigh.

           Y/n can't stand being alone at home, and crying my death for two months in my bed didn't help. So, even pregnant, she insists on coming with us on hunts. She doesn't hunt of course, she stays at the motel, doing researches, or just resting. But I know that, soon, hours in the car won't be a good thing for her, and I'll have to just let Sammy, Jack and Cas hunt without me. The truth is I can't be without her either, so I don’t really care.

"We barely spoke about when the little boy arrives" she adds, slightly tickling my stomach unintentionally.

"We said we won't move out, and that Sammy will be the nanny" I smile.

She kisses my jaw and lets her lips linger for a second.

"Yeah" she says. "Mh… You smell so good” I love when she says things like that. She continues. “I just... I don't want to lie to him, and I don't want to raise him as a hunter either."

"I won't ever raised my boy like I was" I say a little too gravely, rubbing her bump protectively.

"No, Dean, don't worry, this is not the plan. But see, from what you told me, lies have hurt your family a lot, Mary being a hunter, the deal with yellow eyes..." she starts and I look down at her with pure love in my eyes.

This is one of those moments when she gives meaning to my life, when she talks with kindness and without judgment, making things clear and honest. Easier.

"I want our son to hold all the cards, to have a choice ; to be able to do informed choices" she speaks clear and calm, searching my eyes.

           She makes everything so simple. I can already see our little boy coming back from school and play with Cas’ magic. She always says she is going to be an awful mother because she never knew love or care or normal, and that I’ll have to be that perfect caring father I was for Sammy… Her words. The truth is she’s already an incredible mom.

"I agree" I simply answer. "No lies. Daddy's a hunter and mommy's an angel..."

           With that I feel my heart beat faster, I'd never said "Daddy" or imagine someone would call me that... I'm all moved again.

"And you can go to college..." she adds with a soft smile. "You can be anything you want as long as you are careful and wise" she says to her belly.

"I love you so much" I think out loud.

"I love you more."

Reader's Pov

           When the soft doorbell rings, people turn toward us. I really love this diner, I don't know why, maybe because it's the first place Dean ever brought me, maybe it's because it's next to home.

           Dean takes my waist and leads me to a table, he kisses my temple before he sits in front of me, laughing a little when I grunt sitting down.

"What ? You're son is heavy" I groan.

"Dean" a voice says.

When I turn my head, I recognize her right away. Julia. She doesn't even look at me, her eyes on Dean. I feel a sharp pain in my chest just knowing he has been inside her. Just knowing she thinks about him that way.

"Julia" he says with an awkward smile that makes the pain even worse. "How are you ?"

"I'm fine" she bites her lip and I'm about to kill her. I literally can picture myself smashing her face on the table corner.

"What do you want angel ?" Dean asks me, chasing my violent thoughts away.

Julia turns her eyes to me and I can see them widen a little, it's not like I still can hide my secret baby, I'm seven months now and the little Winchester inside of me seems to be like his dad, maybe even his uncle.

           Her face changes utterly, her jaw clenches. I can see Dean was not just a one night stand for her, she actually likes him, she wants him.

"I thought you didn't do relationships..." she grunts.

He seems surprised to hear her voice change. Dean is still oblivious to the effect he has on women. I thought, when we got together, that he would know, being so handsome and having slept with so many women, but he doesn't, really. He barely notices when a woman looks at him most of the time, and I'm the one telling him. That makes him laugh, he says I think they find him attractive because I love him. The truth is I have seen that look so many times. That jealousy, that envy. This is even worse since my baby boy is showing, like he was the proof of some war I won against them, like I had tricked Dean, or won him ; like he was the price of some sick life lottery. They don't understand. He's none of that, he's just the love of my life... I didn't win him, and I certainly didn't trap him.

"I changed my mind" he just states looking at me.

           Then he ignores her. I can’t really do that but I try.

“So…” he catches my attention when the heartbroken waitress leaves to order our food. “John ?”

“We are not naming our son after your father Dean” she states stern. “Not happening.”

I smile and shrug.

“Well we are not naming him after yours either” I say and she laughs, nodding.

When she brings my food I look at it, hesitating. She might have spit in it…

           *******

           I hold my baby in my arms, my eyes on his little form, completely in awe, like I was floating in the clouds with him, Dean being the sun above us. His tiny hand squeezes my finger, his serene face on my chest. Another tear roll on my cheek.

I can’t stop looking between him and Dean, asleep on the chair. My poor baby didn’t sleep for so long, he just passed out a few minutes ago. I can already see so many resemblances between them : his plumb pouting mouth, the shape of his face, even his hands already looks like Dean’s.

           A soft sound of wings catches my attention, but I don’t even look up.

“He’s incredible” Gabriel says.

“He looks like Dean” I smile with my eyes wet.

“Yeah, but he took a lot from you believe me. Look at his navel” he says and I push the soft fabric a little to see the perfectly formed belly button.

“He’s going to be tall and strong…” the archangel says. “Can I ?”

I hesitated for a second but the emotion in his golden eyes makes me smile. He puts a hand on my newborn’s forehead and sighs with happiness.

“You have a splendid soul little boy… Angels are watching over you” he whispers.

“Not too much I hope” I grunt, taking him closer again protectively.

“I have a present for you, Y/n” he says. “You’re going to Heaven… When you… In a long time. You’ll be with Dean” he says and I start to cry.

“Thank you” I sob. “For everything…”

“Call me if you need me” he adds, serious, and I nod.

       *******

        I wake up in a sigh. The room is dark and warm, I can feel Dean pressed against my back, his cock half hard on my ass. He cups my breasts and I yawn.

“Hi angel…” he whispers, his breath hot on my neck.

“Hi love” I giggle when he pinches my nipple.

He pushes my leg a little with his strong thigh and his hand travel from my chest to my bare pussy. His index rubs my clit and I wiggle, getting comfortable.

“Can I ?” he asks and I hum, pushing back on his cock.

He kisses my neck and my cheek, his other hand keeping my chin slightly up.

“Shit baby…” I start to moan when his middle finger enters me.

“You like that ?”

“You know I do. A-another one, please, deeper baby…” I moan and he adds a finger.

Then the door opens slowly and he freezes. I try to stop panting.

           A little boy in a batman sleep suit enters, his thumb between his lips.

“Mommy ?” he calls, his big green eyes searching me in the darkness of the room.

“Yeah kitten ?” I try to sound casual.

He pushes his adorable messy blond hair out of his face.

“Where is Daddy ?” he asks with this slight lisp.

“I’m right here little bean, what do you want ?” Dean says close to me ear.

“Cookies…”

“Go ask uncle Sammy, mommy needs me to sleep with her a little more, then I’ll join you and we go out to play ball, okay little bean ?”

“Yeah but uncle Sammy’s sleeping…” he sighs, shrugging like he often does when thinks adults are silly.

“You can wake him up” I answer.

“Reaaaally ?” he jumps.

“Yeah, go ahead, climb on his bed” Dean says with a tender smile.

           And the little boy goes running.

“Jude !” Dean calls. “Close the door !”

Dean’s Pov

           I enter the library and Jude is drawing on Sammy’s lap. I kiss his head and sit next to him. He pushes me like he always does when he’s focusing on something, but I can see his dimples appear in a satisfied smile. My little bean really is smart, always having ideas and asking questions, he puts all his heart in everything he does. I watch as his cute little tongue appears between his teeth.

“What are you drawing ?” I ask and Sam chuckles.

“I have to draw my favorite super hero for school” he states.

“Batman again ?” I bend my head to look at the sheet.

“Nah…” he shrugs like I was saying something stupid. “Batman doesn’t have superpower ! I’m drawing mommy” he grins.

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The Hounds Heart Part 2

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WordCount - 3,220 

Warnings - Strong Language, Violence, Fluff

Joffrey’s abuse continued to get worse day by day, his mockery became unbearable, his torment of Sansa made you bite your tongue until it almost bled. Up until being Joffrey’s captive betrothed Y/N believed she had great patience. But even the strongest of people had a cutoff point and Y/N had certainly been pushed over the edge many many times. Nevertheless, Y/N had been forced to keep up with the facade of the dutiful future Queen. 

There was only one good thing about being in his wretched place, Y/N’s late night conversations with Sandor. He had become such a vital person in Y/N’s life despite only meeting several short moons ago. Conversations with Sandor made her feel normal, gave her a break from the character she had been made forced to play whilst the sun as high above the sky. When the sun settled and Moon replaced her, the character Y/N played faded away into the darkness and the true Y/N was able to appear once more. 

The Morning of Joffrey’s NameDay appeared and so did Y/N’s cover. Mentally rolling her eyes, she skimmed through her dress trying to find the most appropriate one she did not want to be accused of “not wearing an appropriate dress for her beloved Joffrey’s Nameday” as she slipped on her dress, a knock appeared on her door which she quickly crossed the room to go and pull back to see who might appear at her door. 

The moment she became aware of who it was did she quickly wish to close the door and go back to bed ignoring the world. Joffrey, stood at her door more prouder than ever, his hand stretched out she didn’t know what to do? Was he asking for? To hold her hand? Was she commenting on her dress? Did it disgust him? She’d purposely chosen something in Lannister red. 

“Take my hand, my love, today is my Nameday and I wish for you be very close on this special day.” Looking down at Joffrey’s hand she delicately slipped her hand into his, she verbally squeaked when she was instantly tugged against Joffrey's slender chest. 

“I also wish for you to give me a kiss. After all, it is my Nameday so I can get whatever I please.” Y/N forced to hold the bill that attempted to escape from her lips. She didn’t want to kiss him, she’d much rather kiss Lord Baelish or Lord Varys. Y/N didn’t hesitate and planting her lips onto Joffrey’s, she made sure the kiss was a mixture between soft and passionate, attempting to prove her devotion to her precious King. Yet knowing Sandor was currently watching her, wrap her lips around Joffrey’s made her feel physically sick. When Joffrey pulled away, she caught the glimpse of uncertainty in his crystal blues, her hand lingered on his face, before slowly lowering her hand. 

The walk to the balcony with Joffrey was peculiar, to say the least, he held her hand and created conversation. He made promises that she could have anything she desired today because it was his name day. As Y/N took her seat, she looked around to see all of the men gathered around for Joffrey’s Tourney, suddenly, she was thankful that blood had never bothered her in the first place because she knew that there would be plenty shed on Joffrey’s name day.  

As Y/N greeted Sansa, holding onto her little sister tightly, hoping that the tightness of her hold would give Sansa all the strength she needed to get through the day. The two of them sat to prepare for the Tourney ahead of them, Y/N quickly noted that she had been forced to sit away from her sister as well as the same seat as Joffrey. She didn’t quite know what to think of it but she knew it wasn’t good. 

Y/N watched with bated breath as Sandor stepped up to start the Tourney, she hadn’t even thought to ask him the previous night. The two circled each other before going at it like two wild beasts. The clanging of iron connecting with each other as grunts of the two men battling out for their lives. Y/N watched as her only friend fought for his life. She couldn’t begin to imagine what was going through his mind as he fought but she hoped to the Gods that he knew that she was hoping for him to win and to be safe. 

As Sandor pushed the man off the edge with a swing of his shield, knocking the man to his death, Y/N clapped immediately along with the other guests, her ability to breath soon returned. He was safe. Y/N sent him a gentle smile as the applause died down hoping that he would notice the smile. Sandor looked across his eyes finding the one person that mattered in his hell of a life, she was there looking absolutely beautiful smiling at him discretely but enough to make his heart flutter. He looked around gathering his baring after a gruelling fight, but he made sure to keep his eyes on her a little longer to try and get a message to her that he saw her smile. 

“Well struck, well-struck Dog.”  Y/N turned to look at Joffrey who seemed ecstatic that he already had seen one death today. The two of them were happy for once but for a juxtaposed reason, Y/N was ecstatic that her only true friend had survived his match within the Tourney whereas Joffrey was ecstatic that he had seen death and bloodshed. Y/N’s thoughts were interrupted the second she observed Joffrey’s eyes gazed towards Sansa. 

“Did you like that?” Sansa looked up at Joffrey blankly, no expression whatsoever. 

“It was well struck your Grace,” Y/N knew the daggers being shot at too well 

“It was well struck, your Grace.” Y/N looked up at Joffrey, beginning to become aware of certain mini-movements that she wasn’t sure Joffrey knew himself that he made particular movements. Y/N, took his hand in his, making a point to entwine their fingers together as she rose from their joint chair. 

“I’m sure what my darling sister means its that he Hound fought valiantly and his proven his claim to fight in the Kinsguard and be one of your loyal protectors...come sit down with me, I’ll pour some wine for you.” Joffrey looked down at her with a weird softness that she had not seen before, yet he refused to sit down with her so she reminded sanding with him, pouring the two of them some wine and handing the golden cup to himself first.

“Who’s next?” Joffrey called, as the man with the scroll read to discover the next two participants.

“So Lothor Brune and Ser Dontos Hollard.” Y/N looked around to try and find where the second competitor was going to come from, as Y/N looked around to find the man who was going to participate in the next battle. Joffrey surprised Y/N when he sent her a gentle smile and letting their fingers entwine together once more. 

“Here I am,” Y/N located the second of the man almost tumbling down the stairs clearly intoxicated by wine or rum. As he appears in front of the canopy that protected them all from the harsh heat of the sun.    

“Sorry your Grace, my deepest apologies.” 

“Are you drunk?” Sansa’s eyes darted up towards her sister giving her a knowing look, Joffrey had let go of her hand and began to approach Ser Dontos. 

“No your Grace. I had two cups of wine.” 

“Two cups that’s not much at all. Please have another cup.” Y/N also had taken two steps closer towards Joffrey trying to deter him fro whatever his drastic mind was planning. 

“Are you sure your Grace?” Ser Dontos asked Y/N knew Ser Dontas wasn’t able to fully comprehend the danger that he was currently in. 

“Yes to celebrate my Nameday, Sweet Y/N would you pour Ser Dontos a cup.” Y/N poured Ser Dontos a fresh cup of wine and picked up her own, she didn’t know if she wanted to be sober to witness what could possibly be coming his way. 

“I’d be honoured, Your Grace.” Y/N felt a presence behind her, she turned her head slightly to see Sandor who had returned to their side. 

“Ser Meryn, help Ser Dontos celebrate my Nameday, see that he drinks his fill.” Ser Dontos is too drunk to realise just how dangerous the guards are around him. As Ser Meryn pushes Ser Dontos backwards other guards gathered around him like a swarm of flies around a dead carcass. They push him to his knees as a horn is forced into his mouth as a guard begins to pour a barrel or wine down his throat. The gurgling of Ser Dontos, himself choking to death, Y/N felt sick to her stomach, but Joffrey turned around and wrapped his arms around her so she watched Ser Dontos struggle to take a breath. 

“You can’t,” Sansa exclaims, Joffrey’s grip gets tighter around her, his hold almost becoming painful. 

“What did you say?” Joffrey questioned as he held onto Y/N even tighter than she believes he had the strength too. 

“I only meant it would be bad luck to kill a man on your Nameday.” 

“What kind of stupid peasant superstition?” 

“The girls right when a man sows on his Nameday he reaps all year.” Sandor interrupts the conversation between Joffrey and Sansa, the tension between the two of them were growing ever thick.   

“Sweet Wolf, do you believe in all of this?” Joffrey looks towards the Y/N ever waiting for her answer. Y/N held onto him tighter as she thought carefully about her answer. 

“At a time when you're at war with your enemies including my traitor brother, I do not think it would be the best idea to test out whether or not the superstition is true?” Joffrey sighed realising her from his grasp looking towards Ser Dontos. 

“Take him away, I’ll have him killed tomorrow, the fool.” Ser Dontos is realised as he begins to throw up everything he’s been forced to consume. 

“He’s a fool indeed, your so clever to see. He’ll make a much better foot than a knight. He doesn’t deserve the mercy of a quick death. It would also look good to your people, my fierce Lion if you took mercy on Ser Dontos,” 

“Did you hear Milady, Ser Dontos from this day you’ll be my new fool.” 

“Thank you, your Grace and you milady, thank you.” Ser Dontos is taken away as Tyrion and Bronn appear. 

“We looked for you on the battlefield and you were nowhere to be found.” Tyrion reached the canopy and poured himself a glass of wine close to where Y/N had been standing. 

“I’ve been running the Kingdoms.” 

“What a fine ob you’ve been doing. Look at you more beautiful than ever and you, you’re going to be bigger than the Hound but much better looking.” Everyone laughed but Y/N couldn’t join in with them, the use of Sandor’s nickname made her skin crawl. Sandor sent Tyrion a disgusted look. 

“This one doesn’t like me,” 

“Can’t imagine why?” Bronn replied with a smug grin on his face, this caused Y/N to grin, she rather liked Bronn, he reminded her of some of the men back home. 

“We heard you were dead” Joffrey exclaimed almost gutted that his Uncle survived the battle. 

“I’m glad you're not dead.” 

“Me too dear, death is boring especially now with so much excitement in the world. My ladies, I am so sorry for your loss.” Tyrion turned towards Y/N, taking her hand in his. 

“Their loss, their Father was a confessed traitor,” Joffrey yelled, but Y/N kept her hand in his. Next, to Sandor, this was the first time she felt any genuine sympathy.

“My Father was a traitor, my Moher and Brother are traitors too, I am loyal to my beloved Joffrey and the people of the Seven Kingdoms.” Tyrion smiles at Y/N, holding her hand. 

“We must talk sometime, I’m sure you have some glorious ideas as to how you will rule as Queen. Enjoy your Nameday. Your Grace, I wish I could stay and celebrate but there’s work to be done,” 

“What work?, What are you doing here?” Tyrion walks off leaving Joffrey bewildered. 

“Little Wolf, I believe I deserve another kiss for my Nameday.” Y/N crossed the path towards him, planting her lips on his softly, she should have known that Joffrey was fuming. He shoved his tongue in her mouth battling with her tongue. She complied allowing him dominance, as he bit down on her bottom lip. Joffrey’s bite was so hard it broke her lip, but she didn’t let it bother her, instead she playful bit his lip back, which oddly brought a smile to his face. 

Later in the night, Y/N waited patiently in one of the abandoned corridors waiting patiently for Sandor to met her. She slowly drank the wine with a slight a tinge of pain due to her lip being busted open. A dark shadow appeared around the corner, she put her guard up gripping hold of the knife she had strapped to her thigh. The familiar step pattern and the rumble of armour, she knew who it was. 

“Little Swan, are you alright?” Y/N turned her head to met his gaze, she laughed as she fully turned towards him. 

“I wasn’t the one who fought for their lives and you're asking me if you're okay.” The two leaned against the wall together, relieved to be in each others company. 

“You're trying to survive every second your within the Kings hand. Little Swan, my injuries are nothing for you to worry about. Come on I want to show you someplace.” So Y/N followed Sandor through the dark dreary corridors until she reached a wooden door, he pushed it open.  Y/N looked around there was only a bad and a chamber pot along with a chair. 

“Take off your armour, I want to see how bad your injuries are” Sandor looked puzzled as he placed his sword down. 

“If you wanted to undress me Little Swan all you had to do was ask.” Y/N rolled her eyes, she moved so she could stand in front of him. 

“That is the best offer I have had all day. You are the only good fucking thing about this place. I survive through the days in hope that the night will reassure me why I am still alive and here...and I believe it was you who saw me without the confines of my shirt first.” Sandor laid onto his bed his hands by his side, a collection of vastly different thoughts. 

He had grown sick and tired of seeing her with a variety of different injuries, her ribs would heal from the bruising and then the next day they would be bruised once again, she already had black eyes, cuts on her arms where Ser Meryn Trant had caught her too harshly. It had become so bad that Sandor had gone out and brought his own set of medical supplies to make sure he could patch her up himself. 

He had also fallen for her, he couldn’t prevent it any longer, he couldn’t deny it. How he wished he could take her in his arms at this very moment. The way she spoke to him like as a mixture of a commoner and a lady all at the same time. The way she could conduct herself yet he knew there was a joke or sarcastic comment that she was holding backwards. But that wasn’t his favourite thing about her; for once in his entire lifetime, he had found someone who didn’t judge him for his appearance, instead, she smiled whenever he was around. He wanted to see that smile once more today at least. As Y/N patched his bruises up with a paste similar to the one, he reached out and took her hand, she paused what she was doing, looking up at him with those beautiful Y/C/E that left him breathless every time he looked at her, his mind was too mesmerised in the beauty that sat in front of him to notice that she was entwining their fingers together. As he looked down a rare smile ghosted upon his face. 

“I’ve been feeding Peridot for you each and every day. That fucker eats a lot.” Y/N beamed to hear that Peridot was safe and he was still eating.

“He’s always had an appetite. I used to leave food for him on purpose because I knew he’d want it. Mother used to scream at me, but he was mine to protect and in return he protected me.” 

“Would you like to go home Little Swan?” Y/N looked down trying to think of the answer that made sense, she looked down at their hands entwined. Why couldn’t Sandor’s hand that she had to hold all day, the two seemed to fit perfectly together as if they were made for it. 

“I would but I realise how things would be different from now on. Winterfell used to be a happy place, of course, we didn’t have fine palaces and beautiful oceans but we had everything we needed. You know I think you would like Winterfell, fewer politics, more freedoms to do things you want. Ideal life we’d all be together and none of this would have ever happened but obviously, that can’t happen.” Y/N lifted up her cloak pulling a bottle of wine from her thigh, she popped the cork with her teeth taking a gulp before handing it to Sandor which she gladly accepted. 

“One day Little Swan, you will go back to Winterfell I promise you,” Y/N, wanted to believe him yet she was stuck in Kingslanding as a future Queen of the Seven Kingdoms. To some girls, it was a dream come true, to be future Queen of all the land. Instead, she would rather be back in Winterfell with her Mother, Father, Brothers and sisters with their direwolves yet more pressing she’d rather be back in Winterfell with Sandor. 

Sandor shocked her as he got up from his bed, his hand never leaving the confines of hers, she got up with confusion as to what exactly he was doing. As he pulled back the covers, she understood, he must be tired. 

“I’ll leave you to get some sleep,” Y/N attempted to remove her hand from his. 

“The fuck you going, get in. At least if you're here I know I can keep you safe and we might actually get some sleep.” Y/N dropped her cloak and crawled into bed, it was hardly big enough for the both of them but Sandor wasn’t worried, he’d already thought this through. She got comfortable and only then did Sandor join her, he didn’t hesitate as he wrapped her arms around her and pulled her to him, her body fully on top of his they didn’t have to. The two subconsciously knew what the other was thinking even if they didn’t realise it. 

The two of them slept peacefully in each other's arms, both aware that both of their situations were only going to get much worse before they got better...

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Crestfallen | Part Three

Pairing: Scott McCall x Female Reader (eventually), Stiles Stilinski x Reader (platonic)

Wordcount: 2k 

Plot: You’re new to Beacon Hills, grieving your parents’ death. Scott befriends you in Biology class.

Chapter Characters: Natalie Martin, Lydia Martin, Stiles Stilinski, Coach Bobby Finstock, and Noah Stilinski; mentions of Isaac Lahey, Erica Reyes, and Vernon Boyd

Warning: Deep Angst. The reader’s character might come off as depressing to you. Real world AU - our beloved Alpha and Banshee are merely humans in this story.

A/N: First GIF isn’t mine. Got it from Google.

Part Two

It was almost November, roughly two months since I moved in with the Martins. Each day was getting colder. Gloomier. Lots of times I had thought about home. I thought about my friends Erica, Isaac, and Boyd. We weren’t the cool kids. And we certainly didn’t dream of being the cool kids. We were what you would consider invisible and happy with it. There weren’t defining cliques in our school. The four of us had our own world. And the one thing we all loved was Coldplay. 

Isaac and Boyd worked at the local mechanic shop after school. Their thing was cars and motorcycles, but just like Stiles and Scott, they also had lacrosse to fill their afternoons and weekends. Erica loved going Star Trek conventions and more often than she should, to the hair salon. I, on the other hand, loved the movies. From the classics like Casablanca to pop culture ones like Pitch Perfect, I watched them all. I adore them all. 

Sure, we had a common denominator. But we talked about lots of things. You know that kind of friendship that doesn’t need a reason to be together? That’s how we were. How we used to be. I missed them so much. But at this point in my life, I was not ready to face them. Is that weird? I missed them, but I didn’t wanna see them?

***

On the first week of the month, I didn’t know much about what was going on with me, but it sure got me to trouble. It was a dreading week in gym class and Coach Finstock was being a lot more annoying than usual. Such a loudmouth. He kept calling whoever was not as peppy as he was.

Unfortunately, I was one of those kids. Sometimes I mentally told him off, asking him what kind of teacher he is when he clearly lacks empathy or anything remotely close it. I mean, if a kid is less than energetic than other kids, what does that tell you?

I was getting annoyed by the way he kept snapping at me with his loud, phlegm-induced voice whenever he caught me just standing or sitting in a corner. No matter how loud he yelled me, he didn’t intimidate me at all. We had rock climbing and I didn’t want to participate. I was afraid of being up that wall, no matter how strong the harness was. There was no way I was going up.

“Y/L/N, everybody climbs! Now! Up you go!” He demanded. His voice was rough and loud, as always. I kept a straight face and didn’t move a foot. I already told him I didn’t want to go. I even explained how terrified I was of being up there. For some reason, his hostile temperament kept me calm no matter how I tried to explain and be firm with him.

I guess there was no way to reason with this guy. He turned his back on me when I thought I was still thinking, still trying to brace myself for that impossible climb, when I heard myself utter in my most sarcastic voice, “Up you go my ass.”

He turned around. He heard it. He heard me. Fuck.

“What was that young lady?” he threatened. My lips were sealed. But my eyes were screaming murder. “What? You’re mute all of a sudden?” He was chuckling now, enjoying this very moment of my embarrassment. Everybody was looking at us now. At me. I glared at everyone around us, looking at me. “Look, Y/L/N, I haven’t got all day. Detention. NOW.” I inhaled deeply and turned around. I could still feel my eyes murdering him. But somehow I was relieved for not having to climb that wall, but also just a tad bit worried about what Natalie would say. For sure, it was gonna be something I don’t wanna listen to.

I spent an hour in detention scribbling all sorts of profanity that I was screaming in my head. I drew trees. Lots of it. And they were all terrible ones. I’m no artist, that’s for sure. That whole hour, I realized how good Lydia and her friends were as students. They always had things coming and going. I think they were never in detention. I thought of them as my hand drew lines in my notebook.

Scott was getting mostly A’s in AP Biology. Two weeks ago, he started using big words like “ephemeral” in normal conversations. Everyday, he had a new word. I found it pretty funny, actually.

Meanwhile, Lydia got busy with her Math and Science clubs. There was an inter-school math olympiad competition coming up, and a science fair for middle schoolers that the high school Science club had organized. Stiles wasn’t academically competitive compared to the other two, but he devoted some of his free time helping out his dad at the police station. He’s so smart about detective stuff, I think he might join the police force in the future.

They’re such good kids. Sometimes I felt ashamed hanging out with them. Especially that Lydia is family. There’s always that thing. The chance to be compared to her. Anyway, I enjoyed detention. I was away from everybody. But as soon as the bell rang, my fun ended as well.

When Lydia and I got home, I rushed up to my room and buried my face to the bed. I felt like time was passing so fast that I could already picture Natalie’s face frowning at me. Judging me. The next thing I knew, Lydia was waking me up for dinner. I basically slept for two hours trying to escape this shithole I seem to have dug myself into.

I wasn’t wrong. I was bound to be confronted about my recent behaviors in school.

“I heard you were giving Coach Finstock a hard time today, Y/N,” Natalie began. I knew it. They pick up on trouble like fucking hound dogs. She didn’t even just call me to her office and waited ‘til all of us got home before she decided to do this talk. In front of the food. In front of my perfect cousin. I just looked at her as I picked on my food with my fork.

“He’s the one who gave me a hard time. I didn’t wanna climb.”

“How do you expect to be graded if you don’t participate in class? And speaking of which, Principal Thomas told me you’ve been skipping classes, too.” I didn’t say anything back. I’m surprised she hasn’t noticed when she herself was in school every day as well.

I also didn’t look at her. But I could already feel my face heating up. Lydia’s wide eyes were on me too, of course. She didn’t know I was in detention. If people’s bodies appeared literally the way they felt, then my head must be burning now.

“You better fix that attitude, Y/N,” Natalie commanded.

“OR WHAT? What are you gonna do, huh? Tell my parents?!” I don’t know why I said that but it just came out. My heartbeat was picking up and I wanted to scream at her. Instead, I stood up quickly before she could say anything back and rushed to my room and locked myself in there.

I badly wanted to run away. No. I wanted to disappear.

That night, Natalie tried to talk to me. She knocked a few times but my lights were already off and of course, I pretended to be asleep. The next morning on the ride to school, Lydia and I were silent as dead people in a graveyard. I was still cranky from the night before. I probably looked like I could kill someone with just a look in the eye.

***

Stiles and I agreed to meet after school for another History project. I asked him if we could go to his house this time. I didn’t want to come home early. I told Lydia I would be with Stiles. I guess she hated my guts so much that she didn’t even bother hanging out with her boyfriend for a while.

Our History project involved a lot of research and analysis for a thorough report and debate due the following week. Talk about making things complicated. Our discussion started at 5 PM and ended at around 8:30, when his dad had just arrived from the station, bringing us dinner. We were so into our discussion that we totally forgot about dinner.

An hour later, Sheriff Stilinski was already drowsy from drinking half a bottle of Jack while he studied cases from the station. He was talking to himself, trying to understand them. I watched Stiles get stressed over his dad. They would bicker just about anything, especially about food. At times, they forget I was around that they would exchange roles of being the parent and son in the room. Sometimes I found them amusing and sometimes I found things between them sad. A better term would be ‘bittersweet’. I never got to know this side of Stiles. I thought he was all sarcasm and jokes and the daily avoidance to face life’s shit. But here he was. Facing life’s shit daily.

He and his dad take care of each other. His mom passed away when he was young. Stiles had always made sure his dad ate well. Even though he allowed him to drink at night sometimes - just to soften a hard day’s work. Anticipating the day to come for another hardball to play was another thing, I guess. A drink, indeed, was necessary.

That night, Stiles caught his dad finishing a whole bag of fries from the takeouts. Of course, it was too late for anything except him scolding his dad about hypertension. After putting him to bed, he went downstairs mumbling, “People say it’s difficult to raise kids. But did they ever think of kids who try to raise their parents?” It was almost 9 PM and we just wanted to patch up a few details before calling it a night.

He offered to drive me home in exchange for finishing later than agreed. If I were to decide, I would say he needed the drive too. We were mostly quiet during the ride home. But I was comfortable with it. I wasn’t pressured to talk about anything. Stiles became someone so easy to be with. Perhaps that’s why, when he pulled over at the Martins’, I blurted out something that’s been in my head for a while.

“You’re lucky you still have your dad, Stiles,” I quietly said. He looked at me with the expression he’s never showed me before. I believe the word for it is ‘concern’. If not pity.

“I’m sorry, Y/N/N,” he muttered. I guess it was ‘pity’ then. “I shouldn’t have complained. It just...gets really difficult sometimes.” It turns out, I judged him for pitying me. When did I become so snobby and judgmental?

“No. I’m sorry,” I insisted. “I didn’t mean for you to compare your life to mine. I’m just...I know I’d do the same if I were in your shoes. It’s not like we have a choice, right?”

He looked at me in the eyes almost without blinking. I could tell he was thinking of what he wanted to say to me. But instead, he gave me that sad smile I’ve been seeing everywhere - from almost everyone I spoke to. I didn’t resent him for that. His mom died too. I can’t imagine growing up without my mom. And he did. And he became this really strong person he probably doesn’t even know he is. Since then, I never looked at Stiles the same way. He was a responsible kid, no matter how strongly he wore that clown facade. He has earned my respect that night.

If one of my parents were still alive, I would do what Stiles does. I’ll make sure they live longer than they expect themselves to.

Part Four

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