#and ofc he's evil so yeah it's gonna be crap

[zackieboyo]

OH FUUUUCK OFFFFFFFFF

#if they dont have larsson back to do a slam dunk surprise comeback(not that i really want that he deserves a normal life) WHY??? #STUPID #and ofc he's evil so yeah it's gonna be crap #like the post itself has ruined it god this team just ran out of ideas and decided “tord again?” ffs #and they ruinin my bbg's reputation in the fandom even worse NOOOO im so tired of people making tord a pos he was so sweet in classic 😭

[weirdcat1213]

ok i have an oreo on one hand and a shark plushie on the other, lets do this

trimax volume 8 (pls dont hurt me)

thoughts

BUT BEFORE THAT, ACTUAL QUESTION: how are the 1st timers holding up? yall doing good?

ok now long post is here

chap 1:

-oh that title page its SO FUCKING GOOD

-MY BOI HES HERE

-oh hes not....doing it by choice.....oh

-legato looking like a pizza pocket is the comedy relief we all need tbh

-GET HIS ASS VASH GET HIS ASSSSS

-oh my geesus i heard that, i felt that shit

-"they abuse us" and here you are knives...doing the same shit

-OH THANK GOD YOURE HERE

-could you look less happy while doing this shit knives? pls?

-something something divine punishment from the skies, something something yeah ofc not anyone can do that shit

-oh hey why is he with them i actually forgot

-aw :3 i wonder who taught him to not shoot to kill :3

-also pls leave him alone hes not just a killer pls youre hurting my feelings-

-:c

-STOP VASH DONT LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT HOLY SHIT

-rem mention :c

-knives can you stop being right for a second, thanks

-the arm...wow

-OH YES ITS THIS MOMENT YES

-i dont remember what the other translation said but "that was the day we both lost our minds"....yeah im gonna sit with this one for a bit and cry cuz its true, they did

-oh yeah i didnt get this the 1st time lets try again :D

-ohhhhh....oh shit

-i hate siding with knives on this chapter but i cant help it. i also love the idea of being even

-also he looks so fucking cool while being evil, cool points for you knives

-"invasion" and it ends with him looking at the stars/nightsky? brilliant

chap 2:

-STOP BEING RIGHT KNIVES

-ALSO STOP DISTRACTING ME FROM WOLFWOOD TIME

-ah yes, the classic, sweetest, full of angst potential "i will remind of you of your home and how you dont belong there anymore" card, good to see you here

-oh god i forgot about this part, geesus

-ah crap i love this tho, gives you time to actually take in everything that knives is causing. its so easy to gloss over it with some quick panels but to actually take the time...i love it

-ok ik they get absorbed by knives but the idea of them flying away and being free (for a bit) is so pretty, im happy for them

-...geesus christ

-YES MY GIRLSSSSSSSSS :D

-it makes you wonder what they did to stay alive actually, like you never think of that stuff ig

chap 3:

-wait they didnt know???? hold up....yeah ig that makes sense but...hmmm

-YEAH YOU TELL THEM LUIDA >:D

-:c

-ALSO interesting how the borders didnt go black to represent a flashback, so maybe it wants to show how present is that memory in luida's mind. wow

-"maybe hes been waiting for us to come and help him" aaaand thats enough to make me tear up, im the weakest bitch on the planet let me tell you

-YES SEE LUIDA GETS IT

-GET WRECKED BY THE EXISTENCE OF GOOD PEOPLE ASSHOLE

-OH MAN HES BREAKING

-COOL ASS PANEL ALSO

-oh shit so he hit some plants oh shit oh damn

-AH SHIT

-omg she looks so epic while killing people <3

-THERE HE IS HERE WE GO YES GO GET YOUR HUSBAND

-oh look its the man in the tin can lmao

chap 4:

-KILL HIM WOLFWOOD KILL HIM

-HALF A YEAR???? damn i always forget, this is still going at the speed of light tho

-aw no :c my baby :c

-then again i like that you can see that even if it was just half a year (literally nothing for vash) it still caused him pain and suffering, 10/10

-GEESUS BRO HE JUST GOT FREE

-oh shit oh shit no

-im not really sure how he escaped legato but im glad :D also vash is longgggg i lvoe it :3

-well thats just depressing livio

-pls leave livio

-KILL HIM KILL HIMMMM

-ok but vash being basically a ragdoll rn while wolfwood is fighting and bleeding breaks my heart let me tell you

-wolfwood shut the hell up ok? shut up, i dont wanna hear it

-oh im going insane :) i hate wolfwood so much rn (his crime was to say sad things)

-OH IT WAS HERE I ACTUALLY FORGOT THIS WAS THE MOMENT AWWW HOLY SHIT MY BOY

-YES SAVE YOUR HUSBAND

-"youre not lost wolfwood" wolfwood saying all that shit outloud and IK FOR A FACT vash's heart almost broke ik it i feel it

-baby dont apologize :c

-............................................................ :c

-ah fuck hes here

-WAIT HOLY SHIT THAT LIKE SHADOW OF LIGHT???? AMAZING???

-oh oh im sick to my little stomach i fear oh geesus my boy, my baby, im so happy that wolfwood is all you need but also im so sad you dont have anything else, do i make sense?

-threatening you brother and begging him to not sacrifice himself in the same breath...knives the plant that you are

-woooooooooooooooooooooooooow i love that shit, hes so little...

-PLS GOD LET THIS BE IN STAMPEDE PLS PLS I WANT A SCENE WITH BOTH OF THEM IN THE SKY SO BAD PLSSSS

-im not entirely sure what is happening but damn thats nasty

-NO DONT FUCKING SAY THAT

chap 5:

-LMAO HIS FACE XD

-welp...this is terrible

-nooooooooooooooooooooooooooo :c

-oh righttttt, i forgot about that plan, so thats why people called him chapel

-oh that panel with livio thats fucking brutal geesus nightow. like the old livio seems so pure and far away while the current livio is so violent and present

-my god he looks like shit

-MARLONNNNNNNNNNNNN :D

-oh meryl my girl :'3 omg shes the best

-im so depressed rn :D

-idc if hes rotting, sadly the man looks majestic af

-ooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh oh ok

-NO DONT LEAVE PLS DONT FUCKING LEAVE PLS NO STAY STAY STAY STAY STAY STAY STAY STAY STAY

OH SHIT THIS IS FREE BIRD OH SHIT OH NO HELP HELPPPPPPPPPPPP

free bird time ig:

-freeeee biiiiird yeaah tururururururu

-wdym congratulations cmon man

-oh honey......

-awww :c

-oh wow now im DEPRESSED :D

-ugh that fucking face

-hes so cool sometimes >:D

-aw you made her cry :c

-"tired of filling a space in other peoples lives"....hmmmm

-aw :c

I hate whats coming i fucking swear.

#trigun #trimax #trigun maximum #trigunbookclub #this shit has me fearing for my life for reasons i wont mention #but MAN CAN WE GO BACK TO LIKE #VOLUME 1 #OF TRIGUN #PLS #PLS IM SO SCARED

[sunghun]

enhypen pranking you

requested; yes!

warnings; some cursing??

note; help i feel like this took forever to write 😭 and i literally have no excuses other than procrastination and the fact that i couldn’t think of pranks for like half the boys. hopefully my next post won’t take as long...

unedited so apologies for any mistakes/typos!!

희승 | heeseung;

okay i feel like heeseung would be the guy to go on reddit and be like “how can i prank my s/o without making them cry or get angry”

will absolutely research until he finds the perfect prank

he decides on the one where you wipe off your s/o’s kisses bc like

that’s a relatively harmless prank right??

if only he knew

so later that day when you two meet up you give him a kiss on the cheek like always

and he just . wipes it off

you can tell he’s kinda trying to be discreet about it

and at first you’re kinda confused by it

but then figured maybe you accidentally put too much chapstick on and left some on his cheek

bc you know. that can happen

but then throughout the day he just?? keeps wiping them off???

eventually you can’t take it anymore

“alright lee heeseung what the fuck is your problem”

immediately he knows he’s screwed up

like you used his government name and everything

“i might’ve been.....idk.....pranking you. or something.”

“😐😐😐”

never tries anything like that again

who knew you could be so scary?

제이 | jay;

okay it took me like 8 years to think of a prank jay would do

but i feel like he might try the “pretending to talk bad about my s/o in another language” thing

like one day when you and him were just having a casual little date

he gets a ‘phone call’

and he’s just like “hey babe do u mind if i take this? sunghoon said he needed to talk about smth”

“ofc baby go ahead 🤗”

and so it begins

the first time you didn’t even realize he said your name

so the next time he like . overemphasized it

and yeah it got your attention it also made you suspicious as hell

his first mistake

you looked at him questioningly thinking that maaaaybe you were being dramatic and he was just trying to get ur attention

but he just ignored you and kept talking

and you kept hearing your name Very clearly

and you can see jay discreetly glancing at you to see your reaction

which just confirms that it’s a prank

and you’re pretty sure you know which one he was trying to do

so after like ten minutes with absolute no reaction from you

jay finally hangs up

and you’re just like “did u have fun pretending to trash-talk about me to sunghoon?”

he just freezes for a second

bc damn he did not expect you to figure it out that quick

but then he just wraps his arm around ur shoulders and grins

“typical y/n. sucking the fun out of everything.”

you’re about to protest

but then he gives you a very sweet kiss

so all is forgiven ❤️

for now

제이크 | jake;

i’m sure we’ve all seen those videos of someone calling their significant other by their name instead of a pet-name or smth

so naturally jake decided to try it on you

bc. ya know.

he only ever calls you cutsey nicknames and shit

his friends like to tease him abt forgetting your name because like. literally he never calls you by it.

but it’s okay because you never call him by his either

bUT anyways

one day when you two were just chilling at your place watching movies and stuff

and you were in the kitchen making some popcorn

so he just goes for it

“hey Y/N can you bring me some water?”

he has to stop himself from losing it at the way you just freeze

“i didn’t know we were back on that level, JAEYUN.”

oh shit

is literally the 😦 emoji

was not expecting the uno reverse card

makes up for it as soon as you sit back down

kisses all over your face and calls you the most ridiculous names.

“i’m sorry my lovely sugarbear, sweetie-pie, pumpkin, baby boo.”

he’s just lucky you didn’t bring him a glass of ice and tell him to wait <3

성훈 | sunghoon;

recently, you got a box from ur mom that was full of all your favorite snacks that you couldn’t get in korea

and you were like . so excited

which is why sunghoon, your lovely but slightly evil boyfriend

decided to play a prank on you

you had been gushing to him about how excited you were to have some of them when you got home from work/classes

and so he decided to hide them

later when you went to get them you almost had a heart attack when you couldn’t find them

“hey babe have seen those snacks my mom sent?”

“oh you mean those odd looking ones? yeah the guys came over earlier and we kinda finished them off. sorry hon.”

now

sunghoon was absolutely ready for you to get mad

he was prepared for shouting and maybe even having a pillow thrown his way

what he was not prepared for was your face falling and tears to start welling up in your eyes

“o-oh. okay.”

“wait y/n-“

but you had already started crying

which might seem like an overreaction but like

you’d had a really shitty day

and looking forward to those snacks and cuddling with your boyfriend was the only thing keeping you going

and you just couldn’t help it :(

“y/n, baby i’m sorry please stop crying.”

runs as fast as he can to where he hid them and brings them back to you

“look, see? i was just pranking you.”

promises that he won’t ever do something like that again

bc he hates seeing you cry :/

선우 | sunoo;

it took me so long to think of a prank sunoo would do 😭

but after some careful consideration

i think he would do smth like give you really salty cookies just to see how you react

like are you gonna tell him they’re awful in a nice way or will you just tell him straight up that they taste like crap??

is so obvious about it tho

“hey y/n wanna try these cookies i made with love just for you~?”

watches your reaction very closely when you take the first bite

he can tell that you’re trying so hard not to make a face

“wow, babe. these are uh, really good. thank you so much!”

wait what

are you.....trying to spare his feelings???

“are you sure? they’re not too salty or anything?”

“nope! i love them!”

did you just take another bite???

this time you can’t hide the grimace quite as well tho 😭

at his blank look you try to take another bite

but he stops you before you can poison yourself anymore

“babe you weren’t supposed to pretend to like them i know they’re awful 🤦‍♂️”

is very touched that you would eat a cookie that is like half salt just for him <3

정원 | jungwon;

okay don’t @ me but i feel like jungwon would just like . try to ignore you

like he saw someone on youtube doing it and their s/o was being super affectionate and cute trying to get their attention

and he’s just like.....😏 hmm.....

so he tries it out the next time you come over to his place

and you’re just . so confused??

bc aside from him opening the door to let you in

your usually sweet and cuddly boyfriend is acting like you’re not even here??

you start trying to get his attention with snuggles and cheek kisses and bringing him something to eat/drink

but the boy won’t budge

and now you’re paranoid

did you do something wrong??

is he really upset????

finally you can’t take it

and you come up to him a little watery eyed

“i don’t know what i did, but i’m sorry. i’ll try not to do it again.”

literally breaks his heart in two 💔

immediately apologizes and tells you that it’s a prank

and then cuddles you the rest of the night without letting go <3

니키 | niki;

one day while watching random youtube videos

niki got the stupid brilliant idea to pretend that he was gonna break up with you

of course he had to wait for the right timing and whatnot

and that seemed to be just a few days later

the two of you planned to play video games and watch some movies

and that seemed like the perfect time to do it

so a few minutes after he got to your place

and you two had just sat down on the sofa

he turned to you all serious and said

“y/n. i hate to do it like this, but i can’t keep it in any longer. i think we should break up.”

“oh thank God.”

wait what

why did you sound.....relieved???

“wh-what?

“yeah i was actually planning on breaking up with you, but you beat me to it! nice one, bro.”

niki frowns

“y/n this isn’t funny.”

“oh but it would’ve been funny if you did it to me?”

yeah turns out jake found out about his little prank and tipped you off

omg but once niki realizes that you’re not actually dumping him he just kinda.....crushes you into a hug

“i’m so sorry you’re right it isn’t funny please don’t leave me.”

the rest of the day is spent much more calmly after you two vow to only play harmless pranks on each other.

#enhypen imagines #enhypen scenarios #enhypen x gender neutral reader #enhypen reactions #enhypen x reader #enhypen fanfiction #enhypen x you

[funneylizzie]

I really do like your art bits based around a trip to Grulovia! Raz & Lili heading over there would make for an interesting opening for another game (or a short story in an official comic). I can see them going there on a mission to get Helmut's body back and Raz commenting on how this is the first time he's ever set foot on his country of origin

Yeah!!!! Actually lemme give u a bit of an idea dump LOL because I feel like it would be SO FUN (plus some bonus art, some I have posted before) so prepare, long post! Lizzie Ramblings!!

First of all, I ABSOLUTELY ADOREEEEE the idea of cozy winter fits with the whole gang, they gave me a taste in this old concept art and I want more HAHA, since we already got some pics of Sasha & Millas fits I did some doodles of what I think Raz & Lili would wear (u can just ignore my little notes or not, id like to think they’re somewhat entertaining HAH)

SO ANYWAYS, love the idea of Raz in a bomber jacket (I believe that’s what it’s called? Correct me if I’m wrong), but I was like A HEEM HEEM I could do like a little story with this (:<

I think it would be fun if Raz & Lili werent originally assigned to the mission, I was thinking Norma and Lizzie were assigned to go with Sasha and Milla (and Bob and Helmut ofc, but that’s obvious and I kind of wanted to do something based around Sasha and Milla & their two kids Raz & Lili) and they just so happened to hear about it, maybe from Norma bragging, “I have no time to talk, Raz, me and Lizzie are going on an OFFICIAL Psychonauts mission with the super-star special agents Sasha Nein and Milla Vodello, and I have to prepare.” Ykno, braggin’

You know both Raz & Lili would kill to go on a mission like that!!! (Lili showed a lot of interest in going on a psychonauts mission Re:“Yes! Isn’t that GREAT?!” “What?! How is that great?” “THIS could be an honest to goodness psychic emergency!” LOL) and I know Raz would love an opportunity to go on this mission too, I could see him telling Lili something like “this is my chance to see where my family COMES from! We have to go!”

So them being sneaky kids, this part is not completely thought through but I thought this would be funny, Lili manages to ‘hack’ into the PN database or SOMETHING, she’s got connections, and manages to change the assignment to her and Raz.

Here she is being sneaky HAHDHAHDJH

And the context of the “EVIL” drawing, I know a lot of u guys were a big fan of it khdkahf

Queue the jet, flight to Grulovia, shenanigans ensue, I have NOT thought this part through at all, I was just thinking about What If a villain shows up outta nowhere and starts like causing a ruckus 😭 not too serious a villain! I had this whole funny storyline where Raz and Lili are somehow kidnapped (not in a serious way, more like a ‘oh no haha lets annoy the crap out of our captor because he doesn’t really pose a threat and we know Sasha and Milla are gonna find us’ kind of way LOL HAHA)

Like literally heres them trying not to laugh at the villain monologuing

This is a TPT comic idea too, so it would be more centered on Sasha and Milla like goin to rescue their kids Raz and Lili, so we would get like HELLA badass teamwork moments with those two, that’s something I just really wanna see!!!!! Kickbutt power couple!!

Everything is resolved yadda yadda yadda, Helmuts body is recovered, emotional stuff happens, everybody goes home, found family happy end!!! Until Raz and Lili get in trouble for changing up the mission assignments, they’re on brain tumblr delousing duty for a MONTH!

Also!!! If this interests you in any way POSSIBLE, id love to talk more about it! Maybe steal some ideas from any y’all, would be fun!

#if u read all of this I thank u #I just love the potential missions this game has #I love psychics and missions!! #also it would be nice for Lili to meet her great uncles husband too! and her great uncle #since she and Bob never really interacted #psychonauts #PN2 spoilers #lizard brain #art tag #lili Zanotto #razputin aquato #sasha nein #milla vodello #asks #long post

[jennrypan]

"Because Im evil"

...

..moving on.

Hell yeah kagami go stab some rich people!!

Sarah ready to kick ass too i love it-

Also feels like forever since weve seen chat transform fully or is that just me

I wanna see Adrien and felix interact more. Also..is adrien not gonna talk about the last timr he came over he was mean to his friends? No? Aight

Moving on-

That frame of Felix and Chat is really adorable. Two wittle babies

Also that was really good ass aim-

Also this explains how he got a charm though personally i wouldnt give it to him. Even if he wasnt Shadowmoth, id enjoy kicking his ass.

..Your son is right there..well you dont know that but you have a whole ass son you weirdo.

"All you have left of her" dont you have pictures?? Shut tf up sick of you--

..he cant even say "please do this thing for me" bruh i hate him so much--

Ok so Felix knows--

Are they gonna..do somethin with it?? Or is gonna be a Luka thing where it doesnt seem to bought up again??

This episode was..uh disappointing tbh.

Like i liked felix in this ofc ofc but like it didnt..add much. We couldve done without the "Chloë is evil" crap and Marinette sneakin in and bleh.

Couldve just been Felix and Adrien and Felix doin his thing idk.

#j.p speaks #ml spoilers #this episode was aight ig #gabriel spoilers #there was good scenes but the rest was just meh

[mongoosejpeg]

Random concepts my brain comes up with (or just random things I think of)

I tried to avoid angst (and u!sides) but....I came up with a lot of angst (i think?)....ajdhdh sorryyyyyy

Also....dont question anything pls....im very sleep deprived and dont know anything and dont take anything to seriously

Also....theres very bad english in here so...yeah....

Warning: uh....might be u!sides.....idk ajshxh...itll be in the tags tho

Logan will quote a different school house rock song, everyday, to Virgil

Patton takes Romans sash and puts it around his forehead/waist cuz hes a pirate

Virgil steals Janus' cape and will be an airplane and everytime he passes a side he will say nyooommm

Roman will take Virgils makeup (who has a lot of different colors) and do the other sides makeup

Remus will take Logans glasses and wear them wrong on purpose cuz he knows it annoys Logan

Logan and Deceit don't do anything or take anything cuz theyre the parents™

Its legit canon that they have their own phones......Virgil has a lavender phone case, Logan has a gold case, Roman has a golden phone case, Patton has a red phone case (i think)

Everyday Virgil will give Patton a stone with a tiny piece of paper telling the meaning at the same time...everyday. virgil does this cuz 1. he has too many 2. it gives him smth to do and gets him to be a tiny bit productive

Janus has a bunch of plants a l o t o f p l a n t s like....almost an excessive amount

Dukexiety/tangled au.....repunzal as Virgil and flynn as remus (idk)

Logan t poses almost all the time

The way to tell Patton and Janus apart is that janus knows how babies are made (messenger falcons) and Patton does not

Virgil likes pasta with no sauce (pathta wif nu thathe) (if ya get the reference....good job)

Virgil has yet to have a debate with Patton, Janus and Remus

Every time there is a new disney movie roman will just be...*flappy hands* for like.....a good half hour before actually watching it

The mind vs. the heart is just an old married couple™ fight

"Oh ofc. i never wanted you to feel like you couldnt" like.....the way patton says it....sounds like a mix of Deceits voice and Pattons voice

Anytime the other sides/Thomas has a problem, Logan will dress up as Sherlock...and patton (no matter where he is) will pop up as Watson and the little arguement will happen everytime

Rhythm Redux has hints of Mandy goes to med school

Virgil is pretty short....not by much but still one of the shortest side. When his anxiety heightens, he grows taller for x hours. Then when he calms down, he goes back to his normal height

Remus would practice forbidden fruit all the time, so that when he and Thomas finally met, he wouldnt mess up (cuz ew...who wants tk mess up on their own song?). Sometimes he would scream it, especially when Virgil was around

In moving on pt.1 virgil said "no" and then his hand flew up to cover his mouth...which was deceit

Janus with a flower crown around his hat

Janus has a snek in his hat and its never ending...like a mandelbrot fractal

Logan info dumps about space and Janus is the only one who actually, truly listens

Are there healthy distractions has more analogical....

Logan will carry around a notebook and pen/pencil at all times....especially for Virgil...like...when he gets a panic or anxiety attack...logan will give him the notebook so he doesnt have to talk

Janus has several different bowler hats and the other sides (besides logan and maybe patton?) will steal all of them and hide them

Logan and Roman will watch movies together, purely to rewrite it....virgils there to have a disney debate with Roman

When Thomas gets really anxious, virgil will kick down a door and go through a window, feet first

they are their own villians

whats virgils, janus' and remus' biggest fears? Logan

All of the sides have/need glasses but Logan and Patton are the only ones who actually...wear them...obviously

For virgils birthday, Logan got Virgil a puzzle book (or Christmas)

Virgil met his new years resolution (like...he got it done)

*has to watch beauty and the beast for this one* technically....beauty and the beast isnt Stockholm Syndrom......belle traded herself so her father could be free....the beast never took maurice....he wondered into the castle by himself and got...captured....sooo technically...idk where im going with this ajsjxh

Virgil has a crap ton of funko pops

Everytime Patton goes into Virgils room, he'll come out scared of the curtains

When Roman said "you are nothing compared to the others" and his hand went over his mouth....was that deceit? like....him not wanting Thomas to even know about him or remus yet..or orange side?

"Im not evil" foreshadowing for remus

Patton can yell "i will physically fight you" as loud as logan can yell "falsehood"

Virgil is a Ravenclaw (i think we all knew this tho ajsjdh)

When Logan actually shows sadness (the like....one time he did) the other sides will give him validation (telling him hes right, he cool etc.) and just...give him love (they will also do this with the other sides too)

Logan will pop up and ask Thomas about the picture with circles that is hanging above Thomas's (?) couch.

Logan has yet to actually solve a problem by himself...... hes either used information they already knew, or needed/used the others help (sorry)

Virgils the only one Logans said "sorry" to....he usually says "apologies"

The dark sides have pan(heh) pancake and pillow fights (the darks sides....remus and Virgil and janus just stands there until something gets thrown at him....then he joins)

Every year for their birthday, Roman and Logan will always get a jar (or more) of crofters

Every time Logan has crofters (like...pb&j or toast or smth idkkkkk) he'll keep making puns for an hour straight (gay)

Virgil watched dhmis and got weirded out for like....a week

When Janus is around, Patton and Roman will make a bunch of snake puns and janus will stand there like :|

Logan is allergic to anything "sweet" like....butterfingers

Did....did you guys know...that the cast of sander sides....is...Thomas sanders....i just learned that....thats...crazy wow....when were you guys gonna tell me? (fun fact.....every fricken time thomas yawned in dwit....i yawned)

Virgil researches architecture or like.....studies it?

Remus and/or Janus is/are (?) a ghost....ok remus...

Remus is actually really smart and gets along with Logan pretty well

Virgil was the least...like...responsive(?) after forbidden fruit

Virgils eyes are more red in dwit (could just be Thomas and that he was tired or smth)

Whenever Remus walks past Patton, he'll take off his ears but then put them back on when he goes out of Pattons sight (english who?)

In the bloopers (not really but shhhhh) or smth when Remus knocked Logans teeth out, logan said "figuwawivwy"

Whenever Virgil "sounds the alarm" he (and maybe patton and remus) will go "weoo" for a few minutes as loud as he can

Logan has a baymax plush

Janus is obsessed with Hocus Pocus (despite Logan pointing out all the inconsistencies)

In clbg when patton said yes to thomas when he asked if there are anymore sides that were hidden away from him, he glanced at virgil (and logan) and virgil got super uncomfortable

Janus will always say the "you better watch out" vine

Everytime Logan has an idea, he'll say lightbulb out loud...like...just..."lightbulb" and the other sides just stare at him like.."wha-???" until he explains

#sanders sides #logan sanders #roman sanders #virgil sanders #patton sanders #deceit sanders #remus sanders #janus sanders #elena speaks #ignore elena #long post #sanders sides angst

[bigskydreaming]

Aka “its cuz he’s dumb” - when almost every plan to outsmart the literal evil masterminds of the seasons ultimately was Scott’s idea / Lmfao except that Teen Wolf Season 2 was literally all about Scott failing to assassinate a geriatric old man who was already dying. Plus Scott violating and dehumanizing Derek Hale (a rape victim) and then boasting about it just because “He threatened to hurt my mom! I had no choice!” like the dumb, toxic, abusive piece of garbage that he canonically is, ofc.

LOL okay I lied I’m gonna post this one because this is just so fucking funny to me. Like sorry to be super offensive but you’re just so fucking STUPID with how you carry on like this and think you’re remotely justified or y’know....accurate.

I mean, lololol 1) yeah TW S2 was all about Scott failing to assassinate Gerard because uh......the way you assassinate someone with a plan of “have Derek bite them” is to like....actively try and keep Derek away from Gerard and with them only ending up in the same room while Gerard still has power over the kanima being because.....Derek screwed you over AGAIN by promising to help you SAVE Jackson and then instead trying (and failing) to KILL Jackson instead. Again.

Also what’s funny here is like.....Derek literally WANTED to kill Gerard the whole damn time? He was 10/10 absolutely in FAVOR of killing Gerard, the whole damn time? Scott was the one who kept saying “hey what if our go-to for everything wasn’t murder, just asking for a friend”....and if....Scott actually wanted to ‘assassinate’ Gerard....

LITERALLY ALL HE WOULD HAVE HAD TO DO IS JUST GO THE FUCK HOME EVERYTIME DEREK SAID “OKAY, I’M HAVING AN IDEA HERE AND IT RHYMES WITH MURDER.”

Loooooool you sound so dumb everytime you’re like “Scott failed at assassinating the guy" as though if that’s what he wanted he would even NEED some big complicated plan and Derek wasn’t already jumping up and down the whole damn season with his hand in the air shouting pick me pick me pick me to do all the murder!

See, this would be one of those textbook examples of how you’re SO determined to turn Scott into both a) the worst and b) incompetent, you completely ignore everything else including c) what happened and d) logic.

And you’ve been going on with this exact same crap for six years running, without variation, in my inbox month after month and you think you’re the fucking post office and neither rain nor sleet nor hail nor my repeated insistences of Why Nothing You Say Is Actually Rooted In Reality are ever gonna stop you from delivering your A+ dissertations on the evil that is Scott McCall, and by dissertations, I mean the exact same copy pasta you copy paste in the inbox of everyone who bothers you by liking a character you can’t stand.

Also, what if you spent your time looking up the definitions of words like “boasting” or reflecting on the irony of thinking Scott’s unjustified in using “umm he was gonna kill my mom” to explain the actions you hate but meanwhile YOUR fave Stiles is justified in “umm this person neither of us even knew EXISTED until after my dad was hurt just hurt my dad while you were lying in a pool of your blood being murdered and dead and stuff and completely incapable of helping my dad anyway but you didn’t help my dad and thus I gotta like, get violent and physical with you while you do nothing to resist me venting my anger on you in this way aka the actual literal definition of ACTUAL abuse.”

I mean, if you wanna talk dumb, toxic, abusive, why we focusing on my fave when we could be spending our time on your favorite topic, talking about YOUR fave who engages in those behaviors like its his religion and he’s the fucking pope? LOL.

Aaaaaaanyway, I gotta go, I hear “literally doing anything else” calling me to come home now, but also looooooooool times infinity at you and the millionth case of pulling “he’s a rape victim dont you care” out of your asshole as a gotcha as though you actually give a shit about rape victims, like you’re so fucking funny, have you ever considered a career in standup? 100% I absolutely would DVR.

[littlepetbee]

i was tagged by @scottstiles to play this fun game!!! thank you friend!!!

Rules: pick 5 shows, then answer the following questions, don’t cheat. tag 10 (or however many) people.

wellllll the only tv shows i’ve ever watched are:

teen wolf

psych

avatar: the last airbender

boy meets world 

j.o.n.a.s.

who is your favorite character in 2? i feel like it’s literally blasphemy to choose between shawn and gus so i’m NOT GONNA. they’re both my favs :’)

who is your least favorite character in 1? oh mannnn that’s hard because there’s so many villains akjdhkslfjgh. i guess i’d probably go with gerard, though as evil as he is he doesn’t make me as passionately angry as theo. which probably means it’s actually theo. yeah...we’ll go with theo

what is your favorite episode of 4? ‘chick like me’ (where shawn goes undercover as a girl and discovers how much it sucks) is always a classic. i remember seeing it when i was young and being filled with feminist anger for the first time. plus shawn made one hell of a girl lbr

what is your favorite season of 5? the two seasons are so different it’s hard to compare them but i’ll go with two bc my husband joe jonas had a great haircut and i’m dumb so that’s all it takes

who is your favorite couple in 3? suki and sokka! we love a lady who kicks ass while her boyfriend cheers her on 

who is your favorite couple in 2? SHOULDA BEEN SHAWN/GUS, FEEL FREE TO @ ME. but since tv is full of cowards we get shawn/juliet and they’re cute too

what is your favorite episode of 1? hands-down ‘the dark moon’!!!!!! like there’s no competition. “you brought a wolf into my home?” “we brought an alpha” 

what is your favorite episode of 5? ‘karaoke surprise’ because there’s lines in there that definitely didn’t belong on the disney channel akjhskflhj. i remember watching it and being like “THEY SAID WHAT?” good times good times

what is your favorite season of 2? that’s so HARD they’re all so good! season 8 is the best for sentimentality and season 1 is good for nostalgia and season 6 is great because ‘last night gus’ is perhaps the best ep of all time. IDK!! any and all of them!

how long have you watched 1? i started watching it in 2014 and i only caught up to real time for the last couple eps of s5. then after it ended i’ve done a rewatch every year so it’s been 5 years which is probably a couple years too long lol. 

how did you become interested in 3? my roommate in college used to watch it while i pretended to do homework and i got hooked

who is your favorite actor in 4? i mean everyone loves rider strong lol. idc if he hasn’t done much other acting, he’s cute, he loves books, and he hates trump so i support him.

which do you prefer, 1, 2, or 5? babywolves!!!!! those will always be my kids, man. i’m not sure if there’s a fictional character out there i’d choose over scott mccall tbh

which show have you seen more episodes of, 1 or 3? teen wolf just because there’s more lol

if you could be anyone from 4, who would you be? i’d want to be topanga because i want her hair. plus i’d make cory and shawn sort their crap out and smooch already. it’s okay guys. polyamory is the way forward. obvs angela can come too.

would a crossover between 3 and 4 work? i mean any crossover works if you’re ambitious enough! but that being said crossing atla with anything would probably be a little rough

pair two characters in 1 who would make an unlikely but strangely okay couple? LISTEN. derek and chris! that’s way more age gap-y than i usually get but they’d be so good. they’ve lost and found family to each other! they’re not enemies any more! they’re angry blustery dudes who are actually loving softies beneath it all! let them hold hands!

overall, which show has the better storyline, 3 or 5? i’m not kidding when i say that no piece of media ever created has a better storyline than atla. THE BEST FICTION EVER MADE WAS A NICKELODEON CARTOON FOR KIDS. EVERYONE ELSE GO HOME.

which has the better theme music, 2 or 4? psych theme!!!!! love it!

okay sooo i’m gonna tag: @napoleonrags @reigndownanddestroy @seeinhindsight @nothanksweregood @gloryhalleloujah @sleepymouses no pressure ofc!

#thanks divvy this was fun! #. #.. #... #.... #memes #as u can see i'm not a tv person ahahahh #i'm a movie kinda girl

[thefragileblackdahlia]

Are You There, God? It’s Me, Dean Winchester: Part One

Chapter Summary: Sam and Dean are stunned when the spirits of Meg and Agent Henricksen appear. Ariel has flashbacks of Lucifer with the Mark and also pays the price for doing the right thing.

Ariel centric episode.

Pairing(s): Eventual Dean x Archangel!OFC, Castiel x sister!Ariel, Kindred Spirit!MOC!Lucifer x Ariel

Warning(s): Typical Supernatural violence, Mild Language, Dark thoughts, Self-loathing

A/N: I'm glad that people are liking my style of writing. I don't do much all day so the episodes are gonna come out faster than planned. I am excited about this as much as everyone else. Sam's storyline in season 4 isn't really interesting to me. I hate it but I will include some parts, I promise. Beta'd by no one so if there are any errors I'm sorry.

Word count: 2,838

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The wind whisked past Ariel's face, her red locks swaying along with the breeze. She wriggled her toes in the moist soil, taking a few steps toward the sun that settled on the horizon. Her sunkissed skin radiated beauty and vigor, the pink dress adding a touch of hierarchy and femininity. Poppies brushed against her ankles as the wind blew again. This was her heaven, a vast field of poppy flowers, no end in sight.

She inhaled a considerable amount of air before sighing softly. The archangel shut her eyes as she sensed the presence behind her, Castiel.

"Cassie." She teased whilst pivoting on her heel to face the combatant. She frowned once she realized that he wore a pained expression.

"If you are worried about the Rising of the Witnesses...I have faith Dean Winchester will put an end to it." She stated matter of factly as she walked past him.

"I wasn't sure if you knew, you've been told to keep an eye on the Winchesters. I know, after our learning about Lilith's activities, you seemed uncomfortable." He stated as he closed his eyes, remembering the last time the Cage was mentioned.

"If this has anything to do with that, Castiel, my answer will never change. I am fine. Now stop asking me. It happened eons ago, it doesn't trouble me..." She hesitated, looking off into the distance. "not anymore." Ariel said in a hushed whisper.

If she had to be honest, the whole situation had been stressful for her. She was too close to this, being Lucifer's closest sibling besides Michael wasn't enough. NO, father had to go and 'experiment with kindred spirits' He said. Ariel didn't hate Lucifer, well before he went evil. He was enjoyable, eccentric and cared a great deal about affection, but that was before the mark had corrupted him completely.

Lucifer and Ariel sat in the observation room, gazing at the stars and black holes. It was quiet, still, and only the two of them as the others were off elsewhere helping Father. By then, Lucifer already donned the mark but he meant no harm, right? The nefarious actions started small.

"What do you think of me?" The male asked, his fingers grazing over her dainty ones.

Ariel's eyes darted from the supernova forming to her older brother. What kind of question was that? Is he feeling self-conscious or is he just curious? When she thought of Lucifer, she thought of the good in him as well as his handsomeness. She thought of his warm fingers and pink wings which only reminded her of her own. She felt close to him. Like he was,

"Home." She hummed whilst enveloping his fingers in her own. The naive Angel flashed him a soft smile before returning her eyes to the spectacle in front of her. Little did she know, Lucifer had different thoughts. The mark screaming in his head, coercing him to commit horrible acts.

Once she gripped his fingers, he knew he couldn't control much of himself anymore.

He merely desired to take his arch blade and force it through her skull, to feel the warmth and wetness of the blood trickly down his fingers. He needed to wind her soft, red hair around his fist and corrupt her. He craved so much more and the thoughts echoed in his mind, crescendoing the longer they held hands.

He yanked his hand away like he was burned.

"Don't," He uttered, pain in his heart once he realized he could have just killed her without a second thought if a second longer had passed. He drew his knees to his chest and rubbed his thumb over the mark. He hated his father, how could he give him suck a mark. This horrible mark, slowly corrupting him, changing him.

"Is it bothering you? I could bear the mark if the task is too much." Ariel could sense the mark corrupting him but that didn't keep her away. Lucifer understood why she couldn't keep away which only made him want to butcher her more if he only could just bring himself to do it.

Ariel tried her best to help Lucifer fight the mark but soon, her hope would die out, driving the two apart.

Castiel noticed her pause as if her mind was off in another world. After Lucifer's fall, her remaining brothers grew cold, distant and the only angel Ariel genuinely liked was, Castiel. He was 'wired differently' or at least that's what most angels said about him. He came off the factory belt wrong, maybe it was on purpose but Ariel didn't care, they said the same about her.

'Damnit' Castiel thought. The disgruntled angel made his way over to his older sister,

"Ariel, we have work to do." He couldn't show compassion or understand it but he knew something was wrong. He placed a hand on her shoulder, watching her flinch. The celestial being gazed into her eyes, seeing no light or hope. She was lost.

"The seals, Rising of the Witnesses." He continued, hoping to coax her out of her fugue state. "It will be all right." Castiel demanded her attention, gripping her shoulder tight.

That phrase, she disliked what it did to her. It forced her to relax. The same phrase Michael prayed to her before casting the only person that cared about her, out of heaven.

"Yes, let's go." She murmured and with a strong flap of their wings they were in Bobby's kitchen, the humans unaware. They arrived just as the three were talking about them.

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Sam ridiculed his brother, "Well, then tell me what else it could have been." He brought his hands to his head, massaging the bridge of his nose.

Dean paced the kitchen slowly, a hand on his hip as he responded. "Look, all I know is I was not groped by angels. Which, one is named after a Disney princess. I mean she even has the red hair."

"Okay, look, Dean." Sam retorted, "Why do you think this Ariel would lie to you about it?"

Dean held out his hands in defiance, "Maybe she's some kind of demon. Like uh... Like Lilith. Demons lie." He turned away from his brother, curling and uncurling his fingers.

"Demons who are immune to salt rounds and devil's traps...And Ruby's knife?" The more Sam talked the higher his pitch went. Sam motioned with his hands, "Dean, Lilith is scared of that thing!"

Dean shifted to face his brother, annoyance written all over his face as he rested against the kitchen counter. "Don't you think that if angels were real, that some hunter somewhere would have seen one...at some point... ever?"

Sam licked his lips and scoffed, "Yeah," He nodded. "You just did, Dean."

"I'm trying to come up with a theory here. Okay? Work with me." Dean argued as he gestured to himself.

"Dean, we have a theory." Sam huffed.

"Yeah, one with a little less fairy dust and Disney magic on it, please." Dean countered, pushing himself up off the counter and inching closer to Sam.

"Okay, look. I'm not saying we know for sure. I'm just saying that I think we-" Dean instantly cut Sam off.

"Okay, Okay. That's the point. We don't know for sure, so I'm not gonna believe that this thing is a freaking Angel of the Lord because it says so!" Dean boomed.

Bobby interrupted their passionate debate, "You two chuckleheads want to keep arguing religion, or do you want to come take a look at this?"

Dean peeped at Sam, letting out a small breath before rolling his eyes subtly and walking over to Bobby's desk, Sam followed reluctantly.

"I got stacks of lore-- Biblical, pre-Biblical. Some of it's in damn cuneiform. It all says an angel can snatch a soul from the pit." Bobby informed as he pointed to the picture of the angel holding a human and bringing it from the darkness into the light.

Dean subtly laid a hand on his right shoulder over the small handprint. "What else?" He asked, still in denial.

"What else, what?"

"What else could do it?" Dean articulated.

"Airlift your ass out of the hot box? As far as I can tell, nothing." Bobby elucidated.

Sam beamed, "Dean, this is good news."

"How?"

"Because for once, this isn't just another round of demon crap." Sam took a breath, "I mean, maybe you were saved by one of the good guys, you know?"

"Okay. Say it's true. Say there are angels. Then what? There's a God?" Dean derided.

"At this point, Vegas money's on yeah." Bobby joined.

"I don't know, guys," Dean said and waved his hand dismissively when he turned to step away. He let out a low sigh and scratched his head. He wanted to believe, he did, but something didn't feel right.

"Okay, look. I know you're not all choirboy about this stuff, but this is becoming less and less about faith and more and more about proof." Sam presented.

"Proof?" Dean asked, pivoting and wandering back to the desk.

"Yes." Sam asserted.

"Proof that there's a God out there that actually gives a crap about me personally?" Dean snapped, "I'm sorry, but I'm not buying it."

"Why not?"

Dean looked to Bobby, a distant look in his eyes before he answered, "Because why me?" He delayed, "If there is a God out there, why would he give a crap about me?!"

"Dean-" Sam started.

"I mean, I've saved some people, okay? I figured that made up for the- for the stealing and the- the ditching chicks. But do I deserve to get saved? I'm just a regular guy." Dean fought.

"Apparently, you're a regular guy that's important to the man upstairs." Sam clarified.

There was a slight pause as the three hunters stared at each other, waiting for anyone to say something. Dean looked to Bobby, then Sam with a sheepish look on his face.

"Well, that creeps me out. I- I mean I don't like getting singled out at birthday parties, much less by...God."

Sam folded his arms over his chest and shifted his weight, "Okay, well, too bad, Dean, because I think he wants you to strap on your party hat." Sam simplified with a single nod.

Dean brought his hand to his mouth and then sighed. He inspected Bobby who gave him the bitch-face as if the solution was obvious. Dean averted his gaze, his nerves going off the rails but he kept it hidden. The 30-year-old cleared his throat,

"All right. What do we know about angels?" He gave in.

Sam slowly turned his head to Bobby because he had no clue what angels were like.

Bobby stretched his arms, lifting the five books he had sitting on his desk and presenting them to Dean.

"Start reading." Bobby half-joked.

Dean stared at the pile of books with a dumbfounded expression. He twisted and pointed at Sam, "You're gonna get me some pie." He snatched the first book from the pile and went into the kitchen and begrudgingly sat at the desk stacked with lore books.

Ariel rested on the desk with her legs crossed at the ankles, the lore books phasing through her lower half as Dean placed them down. She curiously watched Dean as he sat in the chair, obviously shaken up. He gripped the sides of the chair, scooting it forward and closer to the desk. The crabby hunter dropped the book down on the desk and perched his elbows to help hold up his head.

'Why me?' He thought, raking his fingers through his sandy brown hair. He dragged his hands down his face, pulling at his cheeks. Dean let out a long and heavy sigh before picking up the angel lore book and starting from page one.

"He is so troubled." Ariel cooed.

"He has been through a lot," Castiel replied from the other side of the room, gazing intently at all the papers on the wall in Bobby's office.

Observing humans wasn't always his favorite but it was he needed to make sure his sister would be fine.

Ariel chose not to respond and instead just observed Dean's mannerisms. She lingered for a while, uncrossing her legs whilst she leaned back and rested her hands on the desk. In her seated position, she rotated her head trying to relieve pressure. She closed her eyes as she took a deep breath, her neck exposed.

Castiel broke their silence by clearing his throat, "What do you think of Dean Winchester?" He inquired, walking over to the next paper.

Ariel leaped from the table, "The poster boy for humanity." She peeped at Dean when she spoke. "He's in constant pain." She continued with a sad look in her eyes.

"I see." He replied, mouth still agape as if he had more to say but he just buried his hands deep into his trenchcoat pockets.

The sound of Bobby talking on the phone was drowned out like there was a wall of water between them. Ariel could make out what was being said, she already knew what had happened. She and Castiel watched as Bobby and Dean exit the house and walk toward the garage, gathering supplies and packing it in Bobby's car.

Ariel hummed softly as she studied a page that was left open on Dean's desk. On it resided a painted representation of the Garden. Her humming stopped abruptly. She gazed at the illustration, panic filling her eyes.

"Luci, please stop...Not in the Garden!" Ariel whimpered. She brought her hands up to protect herself from her corrupted brother.

"They are nothing, Ariel! Why do you care so much for them?! Don't you care about how I feel?! I care about you, Father only cares about what you can do for him." Lucifer bellowed, snatching her wrists in his hands. He yanked her into the foliage and then slammed her body face front, against a tree.

She yelped as her head banged against the tree with full force. She shut her eyes tightly, shaking her head as blood trickled down her forehead and in between her furrowed brows.

"You won't join me. You weren't made to obey. You were born to rebel. Why can't you understand you won't be happy here, with them. Rebel with me, We can watch the stars together, for eternity." He growled, tightening his hold on her wrist with most of his strength. The corrupted Lucifer, using his weight and strength to keep her sandwiched between him and the tree. Of course, Ariel was very powerful but wasn't enough to overpower a mark baring Lucifer.

"Please, Lucifer...this isn't you." The angel murmured, her body quivering with dread as her wings were at an uncomfortable angle and she was now being harassed by her once beloved brother.

Lucifer contemplated, he already was halfway there, the rest would be easy. All he needed to do was draw his arch blade and shove it into her skull. The twisted man drew his blade pressing only the tip against her nape. He dragged it across her skin struggling with himself and fighting the mark as best he could.

"No..." He breathed, before letting her go. He disappeared with a flap of his wings.

THUD! Ariel was pulled out of her episodic flashback. Her icy cerulean orbs met Castiel's ocean blues.

Castiel "I've been saying your name more than I should. I have been called to battle-"

"I'm staying, I'll be fine." Ariel said gently as she exited the house, following after Dean and Bobby.

The low rumble of the impala caught everyone's attention as it pulled into the driveway.

Ariel furrowed her brows as her eyes rested on Sam. Sam's aura, with what used to be a bright, white, hot glow was now dimmed, only slightly. Not good.

Bobby approached the car window, leaning over. "Keep the engine running." He commanded.

"Why? What's going on?" Sam caught a glimpse of Dean packing something in Bobby's trunk.

"I got a friend one state over-- Olivia Lowry. I've been trying to reach her for three days on this angel thing. It's not like her to ignore this many calls." Bobby informed.

"Olivia Lowry -- a hunter, right?" Sam questioned.

"Yeah. We're gonna go check on her. You guys follow me." Bobby confirmed, tapping on the door as he turned to walk back to his car.

Dean came up the driver's side and opened the door, "Scoot over." He fussed and Sam did as told whilst handing the bag of food to his older brother. Dean settled into the car, shutting the door and snatching the bag. He rummaged through it, searching for the pie.

"Dude?"

"Yeah?" Sam answered. Dean looked at Sam with a dumbfounded expression, "Wheres the pie?"

"Still at the store." She snickered to herself, appearing the back of the Impala. Ariel paid no mind to the angel and with a wave of her hand, she sent him back to where he needed to be.

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#dean winchester #dean x ofc #dean winchester fanfiction #dean fanfiction #sam and dean #sam winchester #supernatural #supernatural archangel #supernatural fanfiction #spn fanfiction #spn #spnfamliy #bobby singer #castiel #lucifer

[godyouredull]

I’ll Give You A Show | All You Have To Do Is Fall In Love AU

Other Parts: 1 2 3 Author: Sarah - @godyouredull Pairing: Ben Hardy / OFC, Joe Mazzello / OFC Rating: T Word Count: 1.6k POV: Sarah Warnings: series warnings Summary: Sarah might have something up her sleeve when she invites her roommate, Michaela, over to Ben’s place to make a nice home cooked breakfast.

Masterlist found here! Series Summary: Best friends and college roommates Ben, Joe, and Gwil, find themselves tangled up with a group of girls who bring out the best (and worst) in them. Series Warnings: drinking, swearing Authors’ Note: Stories can stand alone, but it’s much better when read all together! Not everything is always in the same tense, or same point of view/perspective.

It’s 10:01 am and my phone is buzzing, I see Michaela’s name on the screen and quickly answer it.

“Hey.” My voice comes out super gravely and I clear it before speaking again. “Are you here?”

“Yes, so put some clothes on and let me in.”

“10-4.”

Ben is still sleeping soundly with his front pressed against my back. I carefully remove his arm from around me and stand up, just a bit weak in the knees. Jesus, I’m sore. Definitely in the good way but still. He groans a bit as he feels me get out of bed, making a pathetic attempt to pull me back down.

“Where’re ya goin?” He mumbles.

“I’m just gonna let Mic in. You can stay here, I’ll be right back.” I kiss his forehead and then fumble around his room, looking for something to wear. I grab my panties and his shirt which fits a bit big on me before walking to the front door and opening it.

“Again, I’m not sure that really qualifies as clothes.” Mic says.

“I’m not naked and that’s good enough. Come in.” I lead her to the kitchen and find Joe already sitting at the counter. Crap, maybe I should’ve put pants on. “Ben bought all the ingredients last night and left them by the stove for you and I double-checked to make sure they have all the proper materials.”

“You must be Michaela.” Joe stands up to greet her and Mic stops in her tracks. “I’m Joe.”

“Oh, and yeah this is Joe. Your local tea and breakfast enthusiast.”

“Hi.” She says. Neither of them move to shake hands or anything. I almost want to laugh but it seems cruel.

“Uh, right well I’m gonna go get dressed and rouse Ben. You two get situated and I’ll be right back.” I hurriedly rush back into Ben’s room and close the door behind me, leaning up against it to try and hear their interaction unfold.

“What are you doing?” I jump, not realizing Ben was awake and standing.

“Uhm. Nothing.” I answer too quickly.

“What’s going on?”

“Mic is here. Joe’s at the counter. She’s making breakfast.” I pause, flustered. “You knew this.” He takes a step closer to me, with a look on his face that tells me he’s putting the pieces together.

“Oh my GOD.”

“What?”

“You’re setting them up!”

“SHHH!” I clasp my hand over his mouth and bring him to the door to listen with me.

“You are unbelievable.” He mumbles underneath my hand.

My phone buzzes in my hand and I see a text from Mic.

“You did NOT tell me Joe was gonna be here.”

Ben reads it over my shoulder. I remove my hand from his mouth to type out a response to her.

“She knows who he is?” He asks in a normal speaking voice.

“Be quiet!” I whisper.

“Well they’re roommates! Obviously he’s here.”

I press send and then open Ben’s bedroom door slightly to give me a better chance of watching their inevitable conversation. Ben gives in and listens with me. A drama queen, as predicted.

“So Ben tells me you make kick ass breakfast pretty often over at your place?” Joe asks.

“Oh I don’t know about all that. It’s pretty standard.”

“Anything that’s not a bowl of cereal and a cup of tea is VIP treatment at this apartment.”

Mic takes a second to look at the ingredients Ben bought: pancake batter, bacon, eggs, cheese, blueberries, orange juice and champagne.

“Who are the mimosas for?” She asks.

“Probably Sarah. I really only drink tea in the morning.”

“Me too.” Mic smiles. “It doesn’t look like he bought any though.”

“Oh, I have tons. Can I make you a cup? It’s only fair since you’re making an entire breakfast on your own.” He offered her tea! I smack Ben on the chest in excitement.

“What is with you?!” He exclaims in a whisper.

“Sorry, baby. I’m sorry.” I kiss the spot I just smacked. He shakes his head and laughs. I’m definitely gonna have to make this up to him.

“Sure! Yeah that’d be great.” She accepts. SHE ACCEPTS! Ben steps out of my range of motion just in time, avoiding my smack. He’s learning. That’s good.

“Earl grey?” I hear Joe’s stool slide against the hardwood floor as he stands up.

“You read my mind.”

He walks over to his cabinet and pulls out two mugs, both of which have New York Yankees symbols on them.

“You’re a baseball fan?” She asks.

“Best sport in the world.” He’s wearing a white t-shirt and grey sweatpants. Oh boy. Don’t stare too hard, Mic.

“I don’t know enough about it to really argue with that but I’ll take your word for it.”

“Well you’re always welcome to stop by here and watch a game.” He stutters. “You know, with me… or us. I think Sarah watches baseball.” At this, Ben and I look at each other with wide eyes.

“Oh my god. Did he just…” He asks, clearly just as excited as me.

“I think SO.”

“You’re an evil genius.”

“Thanks, baby.” I kiss him quickly.

“She mostly watches football but you could really talk her into any sporting event.” Mic responds. “Uh… but yeah, that sounds good.”

“I get pretty into it though. Fair warning.” He stands against the counter top, pressing his hand into the granite to give himself balance. He’s essentially leaning over her. She looks very short next to him.

“Oh you’re one of those? I’m okay with it. Makes it more entertaining.” She literally has not picked up one breakfast item. They’re just standing in the kitchen… talking. This is going better than I thought.

“Well I’ll give you a show.” Ben’s jaw literally drops open and I chuckle. I hear Mic clear her throat.

“Uh, so I assume the blueberries are for the pancakes?” She looks away, changing the subject.

“You could go that route. Or you could put them in the eggs if you’re feeling experimental.” I hear her laugh.

“You know what? I’ll make a special batch just for you.”

“Oh yum. I’m looking forward to it.” Ben starts laughing again.

“Jesus. Can’t wait to watch him eat those.” He whispers and I join in his laughter. He leans his forehead against my shoulder trying to conceal his giggles but, of course, he trips on his sweatpants that are way too long for him. He crashes against me, causing me to accidentally slam the door shut.

“Shit! Move!” I tell him.

“Give me one second.” I hear Joe say to Michaela. Ben points aggressively to the bed and then scutters into his bathroom, hurriedly putting toothpaste on his toothbrush. I situate myself on Ben’s bed, pulling the blanket over my lap and open my phone, pretending I’ve been on it this whole time. There’s a knock and I try to pretend I’m not expecting it.

“Uh… One second!” I look at Ben, who’s laughing, and give him a thumbs up. “Okay come in.” Joe opens the door and steps in, closing it behind him.

“What’s going on?” He asks with a bit of urgency.

“What do you mean?” I ask innocently.

“You didn’t tell me your Michaela was that cute!”

“Oh. Huh. Well, my bad. Now you know.” He exhales quickly, sounding flustered as hell.

“Why did you slam the door just now?”

“Did I? Ben? Did you slam the door?” Ben steps out of the bathroom, still brushing his teeth.

“No I didn’t. It was probably a draft or something, mate. Calm down.” He says it so nonchalantly I could get up and kiss him right now. Part of me feels bad dragging him into my antics but if I didn’t know any better I’d say he’s enjoying himself. Joe looks incredibly caught off guard though. I look at Ben with a look that begs him to be encouraging.

“Are you two up to something?” Joe accuses us. Ben finishes brushing his teeth and then moves to stand in front of Joe, putting his hands on his shoulders.

“No, mate, you’re just flustered.” He smooths Joe’s hair down because it’s still a bit unruly. From sleep or running his fingers through it, I don’t know. “Now, get back out there and work your charm. We’ll join you in a second.” Joe takes a deep breath and walks out of Ben’s room, leaving the two of us alone again.

“You owe me.” Ben points a finger at me.

“Excuse me! It’s your fault that door slammed.”

“You could’ve told me you were planning this!”

“Would you have gone along with it?” He opens his mouth to say something but doesn’t. “Exactly. Now, let me put some pants on and we can go out there.”

“Wait, no.” He stops me from opening the door. “Let’s… let them talk a bit more.” I step back and look at him in shock.

“Well, well look who’s onboard.” I say. He smirks and pulls me into him, our bodies pressed against each other.

“You still owe me.” He whispers in his deep ass voice.

“Yes sir.” I whisper back and we quickly kiss.

“Here’s your tea.” I hear Joe say. “Now how about I help you with those blueberry eggs?” Mic laughs.

“I really… I don’t think I can bring myself to actually make those.” They’re both laughing now.

“Fair enough. What can I help with then?” He offers.

“That depends. How do you like your eggs?”

“Thoroughly whisked and beaten.” I don’t see Mic’s reaction but I can just picture it.

“Jesus, Joe.” Ben whispers and then sighs. “C’mon. Let’s go out there.” And pulls my hand into the kitchen.

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@a-night-at-the-0pera @crazylittlethingcalledobsession @lelifesaver@redspecialty @rrrogahtaylahhhh

#borhap #borhap boys #ben hardy #gwilym lee #joe mazzello #ben hardy x ofc #gwilym lee x ofc #joe mazzello x ofc #fic series #borhap cast #borhap cast au #college au #borhap au #ben hardy smut #gwilym lee smut #joe mazzello smut #ben hardy fluff #gwilym lee fluff #joe mazzello fluff #ben hardy au #gwilym lee au #joe mazzello au #me #ayhtdifil #all you have to do is fall in love #fall in love au

[cutiegrumpycerym]

Cerym's "Ink's fanclub"

Cerym : I called you to talk about something important. *serious face*

Blueberry : About the fact that you should learn kindness and respect to Corrupt ?

Corrupt : I gonna stab you in the ribcage. 37 times.

Blueberry : Mweh hehe !! ☆☆ *obviously not sarcastic ofc*

Cerym : I was planning to talk about that later.

Corrupt : WHUT ?!

Dream : So why are we there ?

Cerym : Cuz I’ve learnt something HORRIBLE.

Blueberry : Are we running out of tacos ?!!

Dream : Is my brother planning to do something terrible ?!

Ink : Is your sister going harass people again ?!

Corrupt : She does that EVERY single day.

Ink : Oh. Yeah. But I tried to say something which looked dramatic.

Cerym : No. Worse. I’ve heard that…people hated Ink !

Ink : Oh…really ?

Dream : Poor Ink…

Blueberry : That’s not surprising when we saw how it ends in Underverse 0.4. After all, it’s not like if he said he didn’t care about alternate timelines, brought a psycho like XGaster back, and let him savagely kill me and Red…

Dream : And he also broke XChara’s Hopes and Dreams. And mine btw…

XGaster : *laughs maniacally somewhere in the empty multiverse*

Ink : Well, you see evil everywhere. I did it for a good cause !

Error : : Objectively, you’re a psycho. And a jerk.

Ink : Oh hi Error !

Cerym : *gasp, hugs Ink* HE IS NOT A JERK ! HE IS JUST SOULLESS ! JUST TRY TO UNDERSTAND HIS DISTRESS DUDES !!

Ink : It feels good to feel understood ! I guess…

Cerym : AND XGASTER JUST SAVED BLUE AND RED !

Blueberry : Excuse me what ?

Cerym : So I create the Fanclub of Ink ! To bring him the love he deserves !

Ink : Uuuuuh…thank you ?

Cerym : Who’s gonna support me ?

Blueberry : Oh me ! Mweh hehe !! ☆☆

Dream : I’m in too. *gentle smile*

Corrupt : Me too. Cuz Ink’s mu friend. I guess. And Cerym doesn’t bear betrayal.

Cerym : Wise choice. Error ? *glares at him*

Error : I ain’t gonna join this bullsh*t ! He destroyed Undernovela !

Cerym : *GAAAAASSPUUUU* DAT’S TRUE !! I dissolve the fanclub.

Ink : WAIT WHAT ?! WHY ?!

Corrupt : All this crap just for that. I’m disappointed. You better give me mallows Cerym. *leaves the table*

Cerym : Yup. *leaves too*

Blueberry : Care for a tacos Dream ? ☆☆ *leaves*

Dream : Oh of course ! *follows Blue*

Ink : …WTF DID JUST HAPPEN ?!!

Error : *sarcastic laugh*

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Ink by @comyet / @myebi Blueberry by AU community Error by @loverofpiggies Underverse and XGaster by @jakei95 Dream by @jokublog Cerym and Corrupt ! Sans by me

#undertale #undertale shitpost #undertale sans #sans #undertale au #inktale #inksans #ink!sans #ink sans #inktale sans #errortale #ink #error #error!sans #error sans #blueberry #blueberry!sans #underswap #swap!sans #us!sans #us sans #dreamtale #dream #dream!sans #dream sans #underverse #xgaster #xtale #corrupttale #corrupt!sans

[autistic-girl-academic]

everyone else is doing it so i’m gonna put my assorted thoughts on the mk11 story here

they really could not have telegraphed sonya’s death harder short of having her look at a family photo before the mission. other people have already said p much everything that can be said about rousey so yeah i’ll just say i felt a lot sadder for cassie and johnny than i did for her (the ‘meeting your younger mom right after she died’ plot line was good though)

good dad johnny continues to make me go ‘aww’ in like every scene he’s in, also him putting up with his douchebag past self is hilarious

all of the kotal content? perfect, my skin is cleared and my crops flourishing. kotal/jade still feels kinda sudden but i don’t mind bc a) they’re always so sweet to each other and b) i just want him to be happy after all the crap he had to put up with in his backstory and x

i can see how having dark raiden around might have made things complicated with too many opposing parties, but man it’s kinda underwhelming that he gets thanos’d like before the 30 minute mark especially given how cool his first few scenes were

takeda and kung jin’s absence is really glaring. where were they and what were they doing. even one little mention would’ve been nice

skarlet’s retcon of being an orphan instead of a blood construct also felt a little forced but damn if she and d’vorah aren’t so good at being evil

it feels really good to see good liu kang and kung lao back and affectionately ribbing each other while also getting to have their revenant selves as such good villains

frost and noob, also very good and cool villains

i really enjoy seeing scorp and sub hanging out after having been enemies for so long (and ofc it made d’vorah doing That hurt a lot more)

erron black was almost entirely forgettable, same kinda goes for kollector but i still enjoyed kollector’s scenes a lot more

actually seeing a female tarkatan outside of baraka’s arcade endings for once was neat

sheeva’s redesign is FANTASTIC please make her playable

can jax PLEASE get some rest (also it kinda annoys me that his wife died offscreen, did we ever even see her)

i was okay with kronika as an antagonist but i don’t think the “shinnok and cetrion’s mom thing was necessary”

i wish, like, some ghostly apparitions of other characters not in the game *coughmileenacough* had popped up on shang tsung’s island or something

geras did not deserve That

cetrion also felt really wasted, like i think it would’ve been better if she was either on the heroes’ side or more blatantly wavering throughout the plot. again, i don’t think the family connection was necessary. at first i thought they put her on kronika’s side to be the final boss bc i was under the impression kronika wasn’t going to be playable and netherrealm didn’t want to put any nonplayable characters who weren’t gonna be dlc in fights, but then you still end up fighting kronika right after so idk. also she changes into that dark outfit for no raisin?

kitana killing shao kahn, nice

the ending felt really abrupt but apparently there’s multiple versions depending on whether kronika wins a round or not? and no stinger like mkx had with dark raiden is sort of a bummer but i’m not quite sure what they could’ve teased either so

#mk11

[huntershelper25]

Path of the Chosen: Ch 2

PotC: Ch 2

Summary: Brooke is a 21 year old girl who’s life is flipped upside down when she receives a phone call from someone she hasn’t heard from in years. This phone call leads to events that cause her to get sucked back into the lives of two young men whom she hasn’t spoken to in years. Her life is never the same. Along the way she learns a secret about herself that not even her father had known. She is forced to face her destiny. Which path will she choose: duty or family?

A/N: I suck at summaries. I started writing this fic YEARS ago. It was posted here on Tumblr, but I have made some edits recently and have decided to repost it. This requires some introduction. I had a thought one day of what the show would look like if there was a female character that was brought in that actually stuck around for longer than a season or two. And because the thought wouldn’t go away this story and Brooke were born. I had a lot of good feedback the last time I posted this years ago so I decided to repost it for my new followers with some edits.

Disclaimer: There is a LOT of direct quotes and scenes from the show. I do not own any of it. I only claim the character of Brooke and how she fits into the story. All else is credited to the writers and copyright holders of the show Supernatural

Warning: There is some rated MA smut thrown in randomly for the first 5 chapters as flashbacks to establish timeline, character building, and relationships, but after that the smut dies off.  Also, let’s just assume condoms are implied. They aren’t mentioned, but let’s assume they are used.

Word Count: 3297

Pairings (through entire story): Dean/Brooke (OFC), Sam/Brooke (OFC)

Previous chapters

  Chapter 1

Chapter Two

Brooke woke to the sound of voices, rolled over and saw that it was ten in the morning. She figured she better get her ass outta bed and make herself useful. If she kept herself busy she might be able to fend off another night like the last. She slipped on some fresh clothes and tied her hair up in a pony tail, before she made her way down the stairs. When she reached the landing she froze. The voices mixed in with Bobby’s were voices she knew. Voices she hadn’t heard in years. They belonged to Sam and Dean.

They were talking about how they had found the thing that killed their mom and how a demon that seemed to be working for it was killing off their friends because they had found the colt. The colt was rumored to be able to kill anything, even demons, not just send them back to hell, but kill them for good. All hunters believed this gun to be fictitious, but if a demon had its panties in a twist over John having his hands on it than the rumors must be true.  They talked about how the demon offered John a truce if he would give up the colt. Of course John wasn’t that stupid so he left the real gun with the boys and took a fake to meet up with the demon. Apparently the boys had located the thing that killed their mom and John was giving them the time they needed to use the colt and take care of it for good. That’s when he went missing.

Anger grew inside her at the mention of John, the man who was responsible for all this, the man that had gotten her father killed. She wasn’t angry with the boys; they obviously would have had no clue as to their father’s plan, that’s how John was. If the demon that killed her father had John and the boys planned on going after it she wanted in. She slowly made her way down the stairs, careful not to make any of the stairs squeak. As she walked into the kitchen she heard Dean say to Bobby, “Thanks Bobby, thanks for everything. To tell you the truth I wasn’t sure if we should come.”

“Nonsense,” Bobby replied, “Your daddy needs help.”

“Well yeah, but the last time we saw you, I mean, you did threaten to blast him full of buck shot. You cocked the shot gun and everything.”

“John seems to have that affect on people,” She said as she leaned against the door way with my arms crossed. Dean turned around; a look of utter surprise on his face, while Sam looked up from a book and without hesitating walked towards her and with his six foot five frame took all five foot nine of her up in a hug. Brooke noticed that she still had that same uneasy feeling in his presence that she had had when they were kids. “Hiya Sam.” she said when he put me down. She glanced over at Dean, who averted his eyes, “Dean.”

He nodded, but didn’t say anything.

“What are you doing here?” Sam asked with a hint of concern.

“Hiding out,” she shrugged. “Your dad called me yesterday and told me…” she couldn’t bring myself to say it out loud, “told me what happened and, uh, said I should hide out here until this is all over, just in case.”

“I don’t know exactly how much ‘hiding out’ you’re gonna be doing here,” Dean said with a scowl on his face.

“What do you mean?” She glanced from Dean, to Bobby, to Sam, and back to Dean.

“It’s coming here, or at least we hope it is.” Sam interjected when Dean declined to answer.

“The demon? The one that killed… Pastor Jim and Caleb?” She just couldn’t bring herself to say it out loud.

“Yeah, Bobby has this idea that we can trap it in one of these protective circles,” He walked back to the book he had been reading when she walked in. “See.” He turned to a page depicting a circle, within which were a pentagram and another circle. Within the circles were odd symbols and letters.

“They really work?” She asked. If Sam was right and that thing was coming here she wanted to be sure they could trap it and return the favor.

“Oh yeah, you get a demon in one they’re trapped, powerless. It’s like a satanic roach motel.” Bobby said as he took a seat on the edge of his desk.

“Man knows his stuff.” Dean said breaking his silence.

“I’ll tell you something else too.” He looked at Sam and Dean. “This is some serious crap you boys have stepped in. Normal year I hear of, say three demonic possessions, maybe four tops.”

“And?” Dean asked as he took a seat on the couch.

“This year I heard of twenty seven so far. You get what I’m sayin?” He looked them each in the face. “More and more demons are walking among us. A lot more.”

“Do you know why?” Sam asked.

“No, but I know it’s something big. Storms comin and you boys and your daddy are smack in the middle of it.” Bobby glanced over at Brooke, “and dragging others in with ya.”

Just then the dog began to bark. Bobby and Brooke dashed to the window and through the blinds saw the chain, but no dog on the end of it. Brooke’s head began to swim, “Something’s here,” she said just as the back door was busted down and in walked a gal with short blond hair.

Dean reached into his pocket and came out with a flask of which Brooke assumed contained holy water. He took a step towards the girl who took one look at him and with a wave of her hand sent him flying across the room. Definitely a demon!

“No more crap.” She turned her attention to Sam, “I want the colt Sam, the real colt, right now.”

“We don’t have it on us. We buried it,” Sam said as he backed out of the kitchen into the study.

“Didn’t I say, ‘no more crap?’ I swear after everything I’ve heard about you Winchesters, I gotta tell you, I’m a bit underwhelmed.” She slowly walked after Sam as Brooke helped Dean to his feet. “First John tries to pawn off a fake gun and then he leaves the real gun with you two morons. Lack luster man. I mean did you really think I wouldn’t find you?”

“Actually we were counting on it.” Dean said as he walked into the study with Brooke on his heels. The blonde chick gave him this evil look. To which Dean replied by looking up. Brooke followed his gaze to find one of those protective circles painted on the ceiling. If Bobby was right, this chick wasn’t going anywhere.

She stood back as she watched Sam and Dean tie the chick to a chair, bringing back memories of her time in the chair.  “So this is the demon that’s been ganking people, I assume?” Brooke asked Sam as he walked by. Her head continued to swim as she shared presence with the demon, a sensation she had gotten used to over the years, but still found unsettling. Her dad had been the only one who knew this about her.

“Yeah, that’s me.” The blonde chick answered for him. “You look familiar. Have we met?”

“Highly doubt it. I’m sure if we had you wouldn’t be here to talk about it.” Brooke took a step towards the girl, a menacing glee welling up inside her as she realized she was about to exact her revenge.

“Oh, now I see it. The family resemblance.” A smile crept across the girl’s face. “I’m the one that watched your daddy choke on his own blood. Yeah he looked just like you do right now just before my blade slid acro-“ Brooke slugged her across the face with all the force she could muster. The blonde chick just laughed.

Sam grabbed Brooke’s arm and pulled her out of the room, giving her a disciplinary look. She jerked her arm out of his grasp and turned to find Dean giving her a complimentary look from the other side of the study.

“I salted the doors and windows. If there are any demons out there, they ain’t gettin’ in.” Bobby said as he entered the room screwing the cap back on a metal container.

The boys exchanged looks and Dean stepped in front of the girl. “Where’s our father, Meg?” The demon had a name, interesting.

She smiled, “You didn’t ask very nice.”

Dean rolled his eyes. “Where’s our father, Bitch?”

“Geeze, you kiss your mother with that mouth?” She let out a little giggle, “Oh I forgot, you don’t.” Brooke closed my eyes and sighed, talking about Mary was a sure way to piss Dean off, which it did.

“You think this is a frickin’ game?” He practically yelled as he leaned over the chair, putting his face in hers. “Where is he!? What did you do to him!?”

“He died screaming. I killed him myself.” Meg said almost reluctantly.

Brooke watched Dean’s back go rigid just before he back handed Meg across the face.

“That’s kinda a turn on, you hitting a girl.” Meg said with a flirtatious look on her face.

“You’re no girl.” Dean said with disgust.

“Dean.” Bobby stood up and walked out of the room.

Dean turned to follow and Sam fell into step with him, “You okay?”

“She’s lying, he’s not dead.” Dean said in anger.

“Dean you gotta be careful with her. Don’t hurt her.” Bobby said once they were all convened in the kitchen.

“Why?” Dean said with a look of confusion on his face,

“Because she really is a girl, that’s why.”

“What are you talking about?” Sam interjected.

“She’s possessed. That’s a human possessed by a demon, can’t you tell?” They all looked back at Meg. Who looked back at them with a crooked, cynical smile.

“You’re trying to tell me that there’s a girl in there somewhere?” Dean asked with surprise.

Bobby just nodded.

Brooke instinctively reached up and ran her fingers over her scar, and quickly realized that yesterday’s makeup may not be covering it so well. She saw Dean’s gaze catch her movement. He saw her putting her hand to her face and the look on his changed from frustration to defeat. Then it hit her.

“That’s actually good news.” She said. She rummaged through the piles of books until she found the right one. “Exorcism.” she said when she received quizzical looks from all three of them. Each of them replied with a look that could only be described as “duh”. She quickly found the page they needed and handed the book to Dean, who happened to be looking over her shoulder.

“Nice.” He patted her on the shoulder. “Here Sammy, my Latin’s a little rusty.” He handed the book to Sam and walked back into the study. Sam gave Brooke a look asking if she wanted to do the honors, but she waved him off. Her Latin was a little rusty too, that and rather than worrying if she was pronouncing things correctly she preferred to watch the bitch suffer.

Back in the study Brooke stood directly in front of Meg, the better to see her squirm. She had killed her father and for that she was going straight back to hell.

Meg’s gaze moved from Brooke, to Dean, to Sam who was holding the book.

“You gonna read me a bedtime story?”

“Something like that.” Brooke smiled.

“Hit it, Sam.” Dean said from behind her.

“Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica.”

“An exorcism? Are you serious?” Meg looked Brooke straight in the eye.

“Oh we’re going for it baby, head spinning, projectile vomiting, the whole nine yards.” Dean said as he walked around the chair.

Through all this Sam continued to read. “Ergo, draco maledicte et omnis legio diabolica, adjuramus te, cessa decipere humanas creaturas,”

Meg began to cringe and Sam stopped reading and looked at Dean.

“I’m gonna kill you.” Meg said. “I’m going to rip the bones from your body.”

“No, you’re gonna burn in hell, unless you tell us where our dad is.” Dean leaned in from behind her and said in her ear. Meg just stared forward. “Well at least you’ll get a nice tan.” He looked up and gave Sam the signal to keep reading.

“eisque æternæ perditionìs venenum propinare Vade, satana, inventor et magister omnis fallaciæ, hostis humanæ salutis, Humiliare sub potenti manu Dei, contremisce et effuge, invocato a nobis sancto et terribili Nomini quem inferi tremunt Ab insidiis diaboli, libera nos, Domine.”

Meg began to writhe in pain as Sam continued to read the exorcism.

“AH!”

Sam stopped reading.

Meg looked Brooke straight in the eye and said, “He begged for his life you know. Your father and theirs.” She looked from Brooke to Sam. “Your dad begged with tears in his eyes. He begged to see his boys one last time. That’s when I slit his throat.” Sam and Dean exchanged looks and Sam went right back to reading, a look of determination on his face.

“Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica”

Dean walked around and confronted Meg to her face. He leaned in and said, “For your sake, I hope you’re lying. Cuz if it’s true, I swear to GOD! I will march into hell myself and I will slaughter, each and every one of you evil sons of bitches, so help me god.” Meg cried out in agony as Sam continued to read. “Where is he?” Dean asked as he began to walk around the room once more.

“You just won’t take dead for an answer will you?” Meg said in between grunts and groans.

“WHERE IS HE?”

“DEAD!”

“NO HE’S NOT! HE’S NOT DEAD! HE CAN’T BE!” Every muscle in Dean’s body was tight as he tried to restrain himself from striking the demon, the only thing that knew where his father was. He noticed that Sam had stopped reading and that they were all staring at him. His eyes caught Brooke’s and a flash of surprised crossed his face as he recognized the look of anger and hatred that was set upon hers as she looked at Meg. He looked at Sam. “What are you looking at, keep reading.”

Meg began to scream. Watching her writhe around in that chair, watching her scream and moan, was almost too much for Brooke. She wanted to see this demon bitch suffer and be sent back to hell. After all, she had killed her father. But watching it all happen, and realizing the sheer hate and anger that was building up inside of her, stronger than she had ever felt before, it just all became too much for her. This demon was possessing this poor girl. This poor, innocent girl. Making her do things that were unspeakable. The demon may have been the one in pain, but what Brooke saw was this girl, trapped, and incapable of defending herself. Just like she had been. Her heart began to race, and she was almost in a panic as she realized she had to get out of there. She stormed out of the room, no doubt followed by everyone’s gaze, and planted herself at the bottom of the stairs.

She could still hear Meg screaming as Sam continued to read the exorcism, but she couldn’t leave the house. If Meg had brought friends they were certainly outside just waiting for someone to come out. So Brooke covered her ears and started humming to herself. She started humming an old Johnny Cash song, her father’s favorite singer. As she sat there on the stairs humming, tears rolled down her cheeks. She was getting her revenge. The thing that killed her father was being sent back to hell where it belonged, than why did she still feel so empty? So lost?

She wasn’t sure how long she had been sitting there, but she suddenly realized the screaming had stopped. She stood, wiped the tears from her face, and walked into the study. All three men kneeled over the girl as she lie on the floor. She was whispering something to them, as Brooke drew closer all she caught was the word “Sunrise” and then the girl was gone. All three of them had looks of remorse on their faces as they stood up. There was a moment where they all looked at each other, as the realization that this girl was dead sunk in.

“We should call someone.” Brooke said softly, her voice still choked up from crying.

Bobby picked up the phone and made the call while the boys cleaned up the chair and got rid of the restraints. Brooke couldn’t make herself do anything except look at the girl. She had nothing to do with this. She was just some poor innocent girl who happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time and was possessed by some demon, and now she was dead. She was used as a meat suit and made to do god awful things, including killing Brooke’s father.

“What happened to her do you know?” Brooke asked no one in particular.

“What do you mean?” Sam replied.

“I mean what happened to her that killed her? It wasn’t the exorcism; it had to be something else.” She turned to face him.

“She fell out a seventh floor window.”

She nodded and walked into the kitchen, another innocent victim of this fight against evil.

“Thanks.” Bobby hung up the phone. “You boys get everything cleaned up?”

“Yeah, no evidence of foul play.” Dean said as he wiped his hands on a dish rag.

“Well you boys better get outta here before the paramedics get here.” Bobby said ushering them out. “Brooke and I will handle it from here.” He gestured towards Brooke as she stood by the back door.

“What are you gonna tell ‘em?” Dean asked as he put his jacket on.

“You think you guys invented lying to the cops? I’ll figure something out.” He handed Sam the book that contained the protective circles, “Here. You might need it”

“Thanks.” Sam said taking the book.

“Thanks, for everything,” Dean said with a nod.

           “You boys just get your daddy back, and when you do, you bring him around, you hear, I won’t even try to shoot him this time.” Bobby gave them a half smile and turned back to the study.

           Brooke opened the back door for them. Sam stooped down and gave her a hug as he said good bye, then headed out the door.

           Dean paused with his hand on the door and turned to look at her. “You alright?”

           She tilted her head up to meet his gaze, at six foot one; her eyes were just about level with his nose. “No.” she replied softly.

           He closed his eyes and sighed. “Sorry, stupid question.”

           “It’s just a lot right now, you know,” He nodded his head slowly, “but don’t worry about me.” She punched him lightly in the stomach and gave a half assed smile. “I’ve been through a lot in my life, and I’ll get through this too, eventually. You just worry about finding your dad.”

He didn’t say anything. He just put his hand on her shoulder and gave her a heartfelt look, then walked out the door.

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[hillywooddestiel]

Walls Chapter 12

Characters: Dean x reader, Sam, Dr Richard Ketch (ofc), Ms Calder (ofc)

Warnings: angst, language, mentions of human experimentation

Word count: 1.2k

Description: Sam and Dean are trapped and it seems like there is no way out. Y/N’s transformation is nearly complete.

A/N: Look what’s back! Yes, I know, it’s been a while (4 months shhhhhh) but my inspiration is coming back, sort of, and I have more time to write now so here we are. It’s not the best chapter, in fact it’s a little depressing, but it’s a chapter and we’re nearly at the end I think. Enjoy this because I have no clue when the next chapter will be posted xx Masterlist

Story:

Dean’s POV Everything sounds distant, like I’m behind pane of glass trying to listen in. There’s beeping. My eyelids are heavy and take some effort but I manage to open them. It’s white. Everything is white and smells kind of chemically. I try to lift my head but a bout of dizziness stops me. So does the strap across my chest. My arms and legs are also bound to whatever it is I’m lying on. Oh crap! “Sam!” My voice comes out broken as I call out, “Sam! Sammy!” “Dean!” Sam shouts back from what must be the other side of the room. “Sam, you okay?” “I… I think so. I think they drugged us.” Sam groans. Gee, you think? I haven’t felt pain in my head like this since my hangover after finishing a case in Vegas! “Is Y/N here?”

“I don’t think so. Don’t worry, I’ll get us out of here.” I assure him, manoeuvring my hands around to break free. “Dean-” “Hang on! I’ve almost-” “Dean!” Sam lets out an exhausted sigh, “It’s too late.” “We can’t give up! We’re so close to saving her!” “Dean, we barely made it against these guys last time. We don’t stand a chance.” He admits in a defeated tone. “What are you saying? That we- we give up?” I argue back, my chest constricting. “I just… I don’t see how we’re gonna get out of this.” If my arms were free, I think I would have punched him. Even though I know that he’s right. Dr Richard Ketch’s POV She’s perfection. Honest to God perfection. After the doctor gave her some adrenaline she woke up pretty quickly and now she’s stood in front of me and I can see what a perfect soldier she is. At attention, looking forwards, barely blinking. Well, I may have been a little hesitant at some of the doctor’s ideas. Her screaming was ear piercing. But she’s not screaming anymore. She’ll do anything I say. I say jump, she doesn’t even ask how high she just jumps as high as she can. I tell her to kill somebody and she’ll do it with no remorse. “Remarkable.” Ms Calder examines the girl, gaining no interaction from her. “Thank you Ma'am.” I give a tight lipped smile, my hands behind my back. “I had my doubts Ketch. I won’t apologise since they were well founded but I have to say, you’ve used the money well.” She examines the scars on the girls arm as I let out the breath I’ve been holding for weeks. “Yes Ma'am. And we also have the Winchesters ready. We can start the-” “No!” “No Ma'am?” “I don’t want them as soldiers. I want them dead. See to it Ketch.” She orders with the wave of her hand. “Right away Ma'am.” I nod to the two guards by the door and they leave immediately, myself following close behind. I wait a moment until we’re a few paces from the door before speaking again, “Alright, I want you to forget what Ms Calder ordered. You are not to kill the Winchesters.” “Yes sir.” They reply automatically. “Take them to the Amygdala Eradication Suite.” Sam’s POV

Dean screams and shouts as they roll his bed out of the room, trying to thrash his arms at the men in surgical masks despite his restraints preventing it. I remain still when they come for me; what’s the use anymore? They have us. They have Y/N. We’re all as good as dead, worse than dead, and there is no way of escaping. The lights roll along above me as I’m pushed to somewhere new. Dean has fallen silent; either they drugged him or he’s given up too. I don’t blame him for it. We’ve been in bad situations before, we’ve fought the devil, we’ve even been to other universes but this… this is something else entirely. You can spend your whole life fighting ghosts, vampires, werewolves, Djinn, the entire supernatural world but in the end, you find that it’s human beings that are the true evil in this world. They can be good, it’s true, but they can be easily bought or swayed to do the darkest deeds possible. Exhibit A: Dean and I are about to be experimented on like defenceless lab rats. “I want the big one first.” The slender man in a white lab coat gestures to a big MRI scanner type machine- it’s long and cylindrical with a ring down the centre, a bed on wheels inside. But it’s longer and filled with small lights inside the ring. Also, off to the side, there’s a glass tube running from the floor to the ceiling connected to the machine by a thick cable along the floor and inside it, bolts of blue electricity fight for space. The power source.

The nurses wheel my bed to line up with the machine. They leave me there, walking over to a table covered in screens and buttons- somehow I doubt that they’re talking over details of a brain scan.

“Are we all set? I want to be finished before Ms Calder comes down here.” not-Ketch joins them, hurriedly checking out all of the displays. He looks a little worried; he’s sweating from his forehead and his shoulders are tensed. What could have him so worried? Well, I’m about to die so there’s no point remaining in the dark.

“What are you going to do to us?”

“Sam! I suppose you might as well know, though you’re not going to remember it. No, you’re not going to die. You’re being given a second chance in life.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means that you’ll work for us from now on, doing exactly as we order you to.”

“We’ll never work for you” I growl, pulling against the restraints.

“Oh but you will. It’s all you will know to do. But, you know too much about us to be broken down like your friend. Hence, we will be erasing the amygdala in your brain.”

“What does that-”

“It means that you will no longer feel any emotion and will therefore be able to kill without mercy. It’s much easier this way. There are some side effects: your short term memory won’t function correctly and there’s a small chance you will remain in the postoperative coma permanently but the benefits outweigh the risks.”

“Sammy…” Dean suddenly stirs, the drugs ceasing to keep him unconscious (not very surprising given his tolerance for alcohol).

“Ah Dean, you’re finally with us.”

“What have you done to us you stuck bastard?”

“Don’t worry, I’ve not started yet.”

Dean’s POV

Whatever those mask-wearing zombies dosed me with fades away from my brain as quickly as it entered leaving me more alert than before. The straps holding me then are still there and I can hear that guy from before talking.

“You’re Dr Ketch aren’t you.” I confirm, straining my neck to just be able to see him and Sam.

“Yes, I am. I believe you’ve had a run in with my family before.”

“Yeah, you’re brother’s a real dick.”

“Oh no. While I do agree with your on point description of him, Arthur isn’t my brother. He’s my cousin.”

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[noitsbecky127]

rebecca watches tos: the changeling

so there was a distress call and then nothing since, either the distress has happened and they’re all gone or it’s sinister

well if there’s no sign of life what happened to the four billion people

wtf is ultrawarp, is this mf going faster than warp speed

it’s…green

and now they’re all badly pretending to be thrown around, as per usual

real fun intro

well if a photon torpedo has no effect ig you’ll just have to be prepared to die

that thing must be insanely dense holy shit

alright maybe they aren’t gonna die

“once it’s aboard, it won’t be taking any more shots at us” that seems like famous last words

the fuck is this thing

ok so they beamed a weird robot aboard

I wonder if there was ever actually a Nomad launched in homage to this

this probe’s gonna take over the ship and you’re all gonna die

wtf is this thing on about, what did jim create and what’s the sterilization it’s talking about

why is spock saying kirk is indeed the “creator”, what is he planning

poor mr singh is not gonna survive this episode

goddamn nichelle nichols is a good singer

oh I guess the nomad agrees

ah so the nomad was like “roykirk, kirk, same difference”

and now it’s on the fucking bridge

that’s the second episode in a row where scotty got fucked up by the enemy of the week

DEAD???

I mean obviously it won’t stick bc Scotty has some plot armor but STILL

ok yeah touching screens is a little rude but I really don’t think killing him was a proportionate response

“that unit is a woman” idk if that means “she’s a person” or “ofc she’s chaotic, she’s a woman

so we’re just letting this thing quote unquote repair scotty huh

bringing it to sickbay is a TERRIBLE idea

SCOTTY LIVES

seeing uhura like this makes me sad :(

oh ok she still knows swahili, guess bc it’s her first language

is she actually saying anything or is it just gibberish made to sound like swahili?

spock do not mind-meld with an evil probe

what the fuck is going on right now

is this some eugenics crap or what

oh god is spock ok

robot fusion huh

so “sterilize soil” merged with “find new life” to create “sterilize life”

yeah idk what the redshirts thought phasering it was gonna do

this is some serious warp here

ah ok so that’s why you can’t go past warp 9, the ship just can’t handle it

alright you gotta stop nomad before it hits earth then

PHASERING NOMAD ISN’T GONNA START WORKING IF YOU DO IT ENOUGH TIMES YOU FUCKING REDSHIRTS

is jim just gonna give the nomad a crisis lmao

“I made an error in creating you” oh now it’s ON

jim talking a computer to death is iconic

“you didn’t think i had it in me, did you spock” “no sir” “:(“

so we’re just accepting that uhura has no memories left huh

I love how Jim just totally embraced fatherhood of this weird robot even though it was evil

another fun and strange episode, to say the least

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[imperiusv]

V - Million pieces

Blinded by my own arrogance and stupidity. I just couldn’t believe this was happening, again , I knew it was coming and that it  was for the better we went our separate ways, but somehow i thought we were different, that there was a small chance that it might not turn out like that, that we are actually unique and we can do better and create a better future and world for ourselves.Oh boy, was i naive.You always let me down so tenderly ,you said that maybe this is where it ends and took a bow for the bad decisions that we made. It breaks my heart into A million pieces If it's gonna break me Won't you let me go Leave it till the morning I don't wanna know We're too far gone Nothing I say will mean anything Just drink, fuck, dance Right through disaster I entered our apartment ,but it wasn’t home for me anymore, as my home had left 30 minutes prior to my arrival. Words can not explain how i felt , anything i write or say won’t ever be enough to express what was going through my head - anger, rage, sadness, guilt and God knows what else . Probably that was the hardest day, seeing that you are not there and realizing you are not coming back, I knew from the get-go it was over and no amount of talking , convincing or begging would make you come back , due to the simple reason i allowed you to leave me instead of dumping your ass, but i still had to try, didn’t I? It was all a blur , i have no idea how, but my brother was there too, he came , again I don’t recall why or how , but he came to my place and was  there for me and i will forever be in his debt, he helped me survive  those dark days and sleepless nights, even though i hurt him too and didn’t show enough gratitude , he thought i wasn’t appreciating what he was doing for me , i realized even back then , that without him i would have been lost completely.  Unfortunately i was still sick , top all that emotion and sadness with a high fever and you will have a pretty messed up cocktail , no wonder i had hallucinations. I couldn’t sleep, eat , drink or even think rationally , all these conversations we had during that time were at the cost of such a huge effort on my side, it took me hours to recover from each one, seeing how you give less and less of a damn with each second spend apart from me , really messed me up, it was like i couldn’t recognize you anymore. Not something unexpected , of course, I just again thought you were different and it wouldn’t be the same with you, but it was, you weren’t different at all, the same thing, only bigger. The same brand of cockroach I've been squashing my whole life. An ugly, evil, belly-to-the-ground , lying piece of crap . At one time the lines were so blurry, between you and the other hoe , i thought i was losing my fucking mind. The vultures gathered and were waiting to feast , all thinking i would collapse and fail , my ex contacted me as soon as you started deleting photos, talk about a messed up stalker, it was disgusting , my friends advised me to screw her brains out, but yeah, just one short thing about that , i was accused by some folks who were there with me the last time, that it seemed,  at least to them ofc , I got over you so quick and smooth and that it was as almost i didn’t care that much , which is absolutely not  true at all. Last time this shit had happened , my whole fucking life was a complete and utter mess, i was a fat fuck, who had been living in a bubble of his own making for the last 2 years, force fed by lies and junk food, my mom had just ran away, grandpa died , i barely passed  the semester, on the final day and I had really toxic people around me, who did not want to see me do better, it was not that i loved that hoe more, i want to make that CRYSTAL CLEAR , she was just the anchor of stability i had attached myself to in that pile of shit  i called my life at the time. So yeah this time I took the rational way out and to be honest my life was starting to get better even as we were breaking up, not to mention since you left that everything with a few exceptions has been phenomenal and my life has really kicked off in the direction i want to see it go, but yeah enough about that. Other bitches started writing me , girls who apparently were waiting on this to happen, like that bitch from work you hated that much, but nothing compares to the disgusting shit you had in for yourself and the crap you had been feeding me the last weeks how everything was my fault and so on, but more of that later. I was there, alone, faced with the consequences of our actions, feeling lower than the sterling. Initially nobody was on my side,not even my own self, as you had painted this grotesque picture , which i believed in without question  as it was the Imperial truth. Blaming myself for everything , not receiving support from anyone, my dad initially told me i was a piece of shit or something similar, only my brother said he noticed your erratic behavior the last couple of months and knew you were up to something , i defended you, blind to the truth. The only reason i went to the sea was because i knew you were there too and it took a lot of convincing and fighting to stop me from coming to see you, how pathetic would that have been?As i was trying to make sense of it all, barely breathing and counting every second, you were having a party with your fucking parents, celebrating your freedom, as I was doing something to constrain you or damage you, I only wanted to push you to do better and be a better version of yourself, so we can grow and improve together, to overcome difficulties and conquer new peaks, not be mediocre. I guess we didn’t want the same things. I remember getting high with my brother, he was so worried i might do something to myself and i was really close to be honest to cutting or having an emotional suicide, i mean i would never kill myself for some dumb bitch, but i was close to shut down completely  my emotions, I remember almost breaking down at work i went to the bathroom to catch my breath and try to get through the day, i looked myself in the mirror and i could see in the eyes of the reflection that, he just went through war and said to him ,whatever it is that broke your heart, won’t fix it, so let go. Thank God i didn’t get  deeply depressed, as  the last time it took me two years to recover from that, i managed to stay strong and i grew so much through all this pain, it was my metamorphosis, i was reborn as a phoenix  for a second time , the good Lord had given me this opportunity to become a better man, to see the right way and find my own path in life, which i eventually started doing down the line,at the time i didn’t realize it of course, I was saying to myself why me, why does it have to be me , in all the fucking people in the world , this shit had to happen to me , i lost the woman i loved, i was thinking i might lose my job, i was actually thinking to quit , as the first weeks i was clearly unfit to do work or think at all rationally , good thing i had holidays. It was a struggle every day , just to get out of bed for weeks and months, felt like hardest thing , Fortunately for me , I am a fighter and i didn’t give up, my life has always been shaped through tragedies, funny thing is you never realize that the tragedies are shaping you,but they indeed are, making you a better man, step by step, only if choose not to be subdued by them and use them to grow  and in retrospect when you look back at them you understand something you didn’t when they were happening, that life is actually a struggle , nothing is actually without a cost , just given to you, you have to fight for it ,earn it , suffer and sacrifice and learn your lessons. You made my life so hard, that i am actually grateful for it, as now i can appreciate all the good things more and learned to recognize the bad ones and avoid them like hell. Slowly my senses starting coming back to me, i am really proud of myself that i didn’t turn to alcohol like last time, i did some drugs though, but  i’ve been smoking  cigarettes occasionally ever since, like one before bed or whatever. Strangely i find solace in work, those days i pushed so hard at work, that my colleagues started to hate me and people generally disliked me for being a workaholic and keeping to myself a lot, it was work, gym,headphones and insomnia 24/7. Solitude. I started running every morning as i was running for my life, when i put on some music and took in a gasp of cold morning air, running through the azure fields, full of blue flowers and sapphire butterflies , I felt so good and at peace with myself, just looking at the beauty of the world and marvel at nature’s wonder, realizing how insignificant or important I am , depending on how you perceive yourself , but just for a few seconds of course, before thoughts of you would come racing to my head, but with each day they were less and less intrusive and demanding.I was lifting every fucking day so i can keep my mind off things, worshiping the Gym deities in the Temple of Iron , I was improving really slowly and seeing you every time set me back days. As the initial haze lifted I saw the truth you were hiding from me, it really tore me apart to go into your personal messages, but i had to go through your dms, as you were lying to me you dumb fucking bitch, imagine my shock and surprise when i started reading all that shit , at first i was defending you, she is confused , doesn’t know what she is saying , but slowly it all started to make sense, i started connecting the dots,  older conversations, inconsistencies, logical explanations for your behavior , it all added up - Hodgetwins my girlfriend left me for a fat guy. It was disgusting when my mother tried to reach out to you, because she cared,wanting to see how we were doing - you laughed  at her with you fucking friends, she is not the best woman in the world, but she has a good naive heart and she really did like you, instead you talked shit and made fun of her, despicable , i couldn’t believe what you were writing to your mom and friends about me  and my family, like i was some kind of guy who was beating you and treating you like shit  that all my family was fucking nuts and harassing you, meanwhile i was ready to sell my own fucking soul just to get back with you. Praise the Emperor that you are so fucking stupid not to change your passwords, so i can take advantage of your own stupidity to find out the truth,as this was the only thing i ever wanted - the truth. When you came with your sister i intentionally let it it slip ,as i couldn’t handle reading that shit anymore i knew you had to do something as I was gonna go completely crazy, good thing you are not that stupid and caught on otherwise if that shit had gone for longer , i might be in jail.The revelations from reading your messages , really set me free, gave me the spark i needed to light up my rebirth and transformation  and i know what you are gonna say, that i am placing blame on other people and I’m a dumb motherfucker, blind to his own mistakes, but that’s not true, you can CLEARLY see that from the other chapters how much i cared and loved you, i know i screwed up and where exactly i failed our relationship ,but baby girl it takes two to tango , you should have fought for us , instead of giving up and taking the easy way out, as nothing worth it comes easily , a lesson i thought i had learned from trying to date you the first months of and prior our relationship, i remember these lessons now and wont repeat the same fucking mistakes , but you never experienced those things, never had to endure or suffer anything your whole fucking life, that’s why you couldn’t appreciate me or what we had, because you didn’t work for it, it was all me, love. This is what hurt me the most , that you just fucking left like I meant nothing to you, it almost shattered me and brought me to my demise, but i managed to go through the fire and the flames left from the rubble of our sin.  I wasn’t planning to talk about him, but , c’mon you know me better than that, literally WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK, VERONICA. At first i thought it was some kind of sick stupid joke , but as reality started hitting me i realized that the joke was on me.Were you high or drunk or probably blind? I know the old tale what matters is on the inside, but he didn’t seem any special there as well, i believe in the ancient greek saying that the physical appearance is a manifestation of the soul, this guy must be a troglodyte from the underworld, then. Girls always move up the dating world when they leave their boyfriends , at least for the time being of course, i feel like you hit rock bottom, he looks homeless,skinny fat, disgusting ,unkempt and worst of all he is a complete beta,a stooge and a wimp for you to push around and make him your pet. I know you have a thing for disgusting guys - Romaine , Jan, this guy, lol, but I just imagine how bad i must have been for you to do such a thing or how stupid,gullible and insecure you must’ve been to make such a choice. I became the laughing stock of our entire community , even Pierre felt bad for me, all my girl friends think you went insane and most of them joke that you were probably a goddess in bed and that’s why i stayed with you for so long, it was so eye opening and refreshing when I started talking to other girls about how our relationship was, as they were telling me the things their boyfriend did and did not do and i could genuinely see the envy they felt when i was telling them how i treated you and how we lived together, going places and doing stuff and how you did me in the end,yes love, i remember you telling me the same thing how talking about us to your friends opened your eyes and what a revelation it was, oh spare me the sermon, but mine counts, as the girls i talked to, were not your disgusting friends like the one who is fucking cheater and a whore or the other one who is nasty , unfuckable  fat piece of shit, or your boss and the hobo that was sniffing around, I’m talking about decent, stand up girls, educated, intelligent and smart , with a lot more life and relationship experience, older than you and your gaggle of dumb ass bitches. Every time i saw you together, something died inside me, it was the part that still loved you , in the beginning i was aggressive, as i knew i would get fired, a few times i came really close to it, especially during the winter awards lottery, I had a couple wines and i saw you with him in the crowd, thank god i was with Skalamander and Jojo, they saw you and and my eyes spelled murder, they sensed what i was about to do, make a fool out of myself and thankfully stopped me, before i could acomplish that, Jojo distracted me and Skalamander  held me back, long enough for me to get distracted and you vanished into the crowds of people gathered to celebrate the holiday season, people were so happy and joys , all i could think was how fucking bad shit had gotten then, like how did this happen i was thinking the whole time, tracing back all my steps and mistakes, struggling to comprehend it all and basking in my own misery ,in such moments  my thoughts were directed at myself, feeling  so broken and damaged and nothing will fix me and it will only get worse and worse, but time fixes everything, that’s all i needed - time.  I avoided going out alone and being generally in situation where there is no one to stop me , especially after those really close  few times , I decided to put in huge effort no to do anything stupid, you never knew of course, as I am a really good hunter, i tracked you down and found what you were up to, it was rather easy , as i knew how you think and act, i studied your habits and knew exactly how you were hiding and fooling around, this  brought me only misery and sadness of course,but this revelation was what i needed to break the chains that bounded me and finally  stop believing that fairy tale image i had of you. It was like magic - every time i would feel weak and start to miss you, i would get a good tasty cup of reality tea or a slap in the face, talk about irony , but the rage and disgust i felt from seeing you two lowlifes together , helped me overcome my addiction to you more than all the self love in world, positive vibes, gym and bitches i fucked. To be honest I thought it wouldn’t last, like the first time you would fuck him , you would be so disgusted with yourself and see the difference, probably come begging to take you back, when that didn’t happen , by the way i knew when you fucked him, I saw you in the subway with him that morning, your messed up hair and how you were looking at one another, talk about mental breakdown, my heart fell, i nearly collapsed, it was so hard to control myself i lit a cigarette inside from being so angry, i was trembling and seeing red, thinking i might explode from the inside out.Those bits i would rather forget. Then of course i thought pride and its normal, it might take a while as  it was a rebound, i wasn’t exactly being nice to you after we split , all my friends were telling me that it wont last so long and eventually you will want to find a normal decent guy , an year in, it is still yet to happen, sometimes when i feel shitty or down , i open up your Instagram and i start laughing , always fixes my mood, by the way i still don’t know why you blocked me,as I didn’t write you or anything, it also baffles me how you didn’t even reach out once to me or to my friends, family or whoever just to see how I was doing, if i was still alive or whatever, it just ridiculous. I did ask people about you, just to clarify and i tried reaching out, but you already knew that, even thought you were the one that said you still wanted me in your life and to keep contact , be friends and all those cliches , you turned your back completely on me like I didn’t fucking exist or we never happened and you still do, which is fucking ridiculous , it is as i had left you for another girl or you caught me cheating or something , wtf? After these “ incidents” I would make an effort not to see you at all, I stopped going on walks when you would be there, I knew your habits, i started going to the gym exactly at the time you would go out and your dumb ass started hanging under the gym and around, so i can see you , i hope you didn’t do it on purpose and just didn’t realize it, I mean you are not the sharpest tool in the box, but i wouldn’t be surprised if you did it on purpose just to mess with me. A lot of PRs in the gym came out of this, seeing you and Quasimodo down in the yard laughing and fooling around, sometimes i would even feel like the moment i would start to miss you, the Gods would send me the both of you together, just to remind me , why i shouldn’t miss you or want to get back together. A lot of times i would see your disgusting friend , she hates me for no fucking reason and would give me the stink eye all the time, probably because she is fat,ugly and miserable , who knows, people like to blame me for their misfortunes all the time. So this went on for quite a while, going back and forth , feeling bad , then worse and in the end better , I started fucking other girls, that didn’t help at all, first time i felt so disgusted with myself, even though all the girls were better looking than you and hotter and performed a lot better than our first time, it just didn’t feel right, fucking with no feelings and still doesn’t, i mean its cool and all , one time i fucked this french girl and woke up in some neighborhood some where in the south side of the city, with zero battery and not a single clue where I was , which i realized when i was outside of her apartment, she had a cute cat and made me tea and some french pastries,I had to ask people where I was, all dressed up in my evening attire in the chilly morning , some old guy started laughing and said he used to be the same as me when he was young, as he knew exactly what i had been doing lately , screwing around. I managed to get to the city center, got one of those fat pizzas we used to love, ate it all, walking around , feeling like i was the king of the world, for a couple of  blissful minutes or probably seconds, i didn’t think about you, us or anything as a matter of fact. As the cold air entered my lungs, peace and happiness filled my mind, ham, mozzarella and tomatoes my belly, the sun was trying to warm me up on that winter morning and as quickly as it had started, everything was over,before it had really began i guess, thoughts of you started racing to my brain, oh we ate that pizza together, hahaha it tastes better than the one inside, oh we kissed in that park, yeah here we took those funny pictures,we used to walk around here, that’s the beer place we would go and try out new stuff, literally what the fuck, I knew i had to leave that shithole of a city and soon, before i had completely lost my mind. I lived in our old home or the den of misery as i liked to call it, just kidding, i called it the frozen basement or something of the sort , until December, then i went to studentski , there i finally found  a great place, i actually felt kinda sad when i left it, it had a great view of the mountain it was so warm and cozy and everything was absolutely brand new, full with young people and bad memories of course, what was i thinking , i went one time next to your old dormitory and almost died, i felt so  fucking bad , but i had to face my demons, challenge them and triumph , didn't work out so well initially   or when Melanie and Aga came and we went to fantastico and the shots i vanished after exactly 35 seconds, i didn’t even say anything to them as i felt like i was about to cry, but yeah back to our old place, it was cold, dark and really fucking sad, my brother stayed with me for some time in the autumn, but just a couple of weeks , I don’t blame him, i would stay in that fucking place either, but the other ones I was looking at weren’t prettier either, but it was convenient for work,gym and i really liked the area, which i explored even more after you left, you have no idea how many cool places i found , that were right under our noses, each and every one ruined of course by the thought at the back of my head - she would have loved this, welp, too bad she ain’t here , everything new became a constant reminder of how many things i wanted to do and go and how we didn’t take advantage of the time we had together to the fullest, but filled it will bullshit, fighting, excuses, toxic people and wasting our time,efforts and energy, when should’ve been having the time of our life , that’s what messed me up the most, even when i came here, to this place, unspoiled by you , Sofia was all defiled with memories of us , every corner,park, street , club, restaurant i go to , we’ve been there and it sickened me so much being in that place, i just couldn’t stay anymore there, as soon as they told me I was going to Dublin i didn’t hesitate for even a fucking second, i left a dancer girl who was sucking and fucking me every day and was at my beck and call , without even blinking or thinking for  a second, poor cunt got her heart broken, but she didn’t mean shit to me, just one more plaything, one more heart i broke trying to fix mine, sad but true, she thought i was getting back with you, hope she didn’t reach out to you or anything as she lost her mind when i told her we are done, talk about crazy and obsessive people , huh. I ditched all my friends and family too, just to come here and escape from you, i remember talking with Aurora and she never believed me how messed up things had gotten between us and always thought i was over exaggerating everything, but when i told her I was going here, she said she was sorry,having realized and told me that i must have really loved you so much , that i now that we weren’t no longer together i would run away and go into self imposed exile, just to get away from you and survive, because at that point it was a question of survival and sanity, not a whim , money or just changing stuff, i was going crazy,my mind is complex and efficient thing and has made me forget most of that crap , but now when i write and try to remember, listening to music from that period and reminiscing i get a glimpse of how bad things were and how fucked up everything had gotten to the point when it was just unbearable. Again this shit is getting way too long and i can go on forever writing about you , us or me, i feel like i can write a book about this, Women and other dumb stuff , i would call it . 

So yeah the last time i saw you was on accident by the way, i was just late for work, but i knew, it was just a feeling deep down inside as i woke up and showered, that i would see you that day, at first when we started talking i felt like my heart was gonna explode, but as soon as i realized you were more nervous than me i relaxed and started being an asshole and wanted to show off to you, how good i was doing without you, i wasn’t , but then again i was, it really depends on how you look at it. We should have went out or at least had another talk before i left, i felt like we didn’t finish things as we should have , we just let everything fall apart, which was not the right thing to do, but for you it was perfect, as you escaped responsibility and the consequences of your actions, I was thinking i should hurt you and take my revenge on you, not physically of course, i have no idea why you would think such a thing, but rather in some other way, but i decided not to, there is no use hurting you for something that I was the consequence of my own actions,  but i had to kill you , emotionally at least in my own head, as this was the only way to survive for me, i killed you, then the memories of you and after that i went after everything connected to us , butchered them too . As i had failed us , I allowed this to happen, it was all my fault ,through my fingers , out of sight, how could i have let you go , cutting corners, turning stones ,but i could only see your ghost. i started living a fast life, to forget my past time, I numb out to escape my feels. Yeah High on  Life by Martin Garrix, Hope by Winona Oak/Chainsmokers and Thunderclouds by LSD (Sia) were my anthem at that time. Also finishing game of thrones without you really sucked , i mean it was so fucking bad, but still that sucked major balls having to watch it alone. We were born to go out there, explore, try and taste new things, our relationship should have been a never ending adventure, as how it started, i don’t know why couldn’t keep that flame up and i don’t think this will ever happen again , not that you were that special or anything , i mean you were in your own way, we all are unique and so on.it just i’m older, i don’t get excited as much , i’m rather emotionally distant, more mature,cold and calculating, I’m not that naive boy full of fire,hope and believing in Hollywood love tales, don’t get me wrong of course, i have become  a lot more optimistic, happy and generally i love and enjoy myself a lot more, i have learned to respect my own well being and i take great care of me,as i can not afford to lose myself ever again, I am very excited about what the future will bring me and whatever it is , good or bad, I am ready to face it, on my own , battle hardened, wiser, been through the fire and the flames, I didn’t let that shit break me , as the pain and heartbreak were so hard, i took all that and grew through it and came out  with a new mindset ready to love and accept,compromise, improve, learn and do better, I will never be that bitter, resentful and spiteful creature or how I was before, never again will i walk that path or fall into that trap  .I lost track of time and i want  end this shit once and for all  - this is just my side of the story, of course, every coin has two sides, if you decided to write yours I would love to read it, there is nothing I enjoy more in this world than people telling me about me, because i have no fucking idea who I am , but yeah small chance of that happening , you prefer to pretend i never existed, but i still made you cum. I used to think that i was damaged so bad and this shit would even further fuck me up to the point ,it would render me irreparable, but it didn’t , i came out of it better than ever and now i feel ready to be with someone new now, as i am quite happy with just myself and  someone else would just enhance  and compliment my life, bringing further joy , rather than being the whole point of it. I think you know that , but I really did love you, never forget it  , probably won’t love anyone as i loved you, i mean all love is relative and different in its own way, but just the way i loved you, unconditionally and pure, knowing all your flaws and shortcomings and what you actually were, that was something , one day you will surely regret loosing or just not having me in your life, as we were not just lover, but best friends  . And this is in no way me trying to reach out to you or getting back together or whatever, I know myself better than that. 

How do we forgive ourselves for all the things we never became.  No man is beyond redemption, Lucius , not even you. Standing in line To see the show tonight And there's a light on Heavy glow By the way I tried to say I'd be there, waiting for Vicky the girl Is singing songs to me Ausculor

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