a big dining room

BEAST OF ‘BUSCO (pages 119-120)

    “A large pond on a farm near the city of Churubusco, Indiana, is reputed to be the home of a monster turtle, sometimes known as Oscar, and more ominously as the Beast of ‘Busco.

    “In 1948 the owner of the pond noticed that there were fewer fish than usual, and that ducks resting on the pond sometimes disappeared mysteriously. The cause of these disappearances was a gigantic snapping turtle. The largest of the snapping turtles, the alligator snapper, has been known to weigh up to two hundred pounds, and is strong enough to break a broomstick with its horny jaws, or snap off a finger. But this snapping turtle was much bigger, though accounts differ as to its size. Some say it was only as big as a dining-room table while others insist it was as big as a pickup truck.

    “Turtle hunts were organized, and the men went at the pond with baited hooks, traps, and guns, but were unsuccessful in their efforts. The farmer who owned the pond, however, studied the monster turtle’s habits, and one day while it was sleeping he slipped a rope or chain around its middle, attached the other end to four strong horses, and tried to pull Oscar out of the pond.

    “The horses pulled and the turtle dug its claws into the mud. The contest finally ended in a draw when the rope (or chain) broke. Oscar slipped back into te murky waters of the pond and was never seen again. Some say he died from the exertion, and others insist that he is just hiding and waiting, for turtles live a long time and can be very patient.

    “Every year the people of Churubusco celebrate their local monster with a festival called Turtle Days, where visitors are encouraged to buy turtle model, turtle T-shirts, eat a variety of dishes that are in one way or another named after turtles, and in general spend money.”

Body Bundle

Elliot woke up Christmas morning with a stretch. He walked through his little apartment from his room to the living room and saw the little bag sitting on his dining room table. The big man up north came through again. He excitedly approached it and tore through the tissue paper. At the bottom of the package was a small pair of blue striped briefs.

He went to back to his room, peeling off his own underwear as he did so. He grabbed his reading glasses off his bedside table and prepared to watch his goodness this year get rewarded. This pair would be difficult to fit into, he thought, as he stepped into the briefs. His worried were unfounded, as his larger frame seemed to suck in just as he sucked in and his curves flattened to fit into them. Immediately as it cupped his groin, he jumped in shock as he felt his member inflate and elongate. His ass inflated and lifted and he reached around and massaged his new muscle. His newly flattened torso and chest also rose in new muscle. Elliot grunted as he body inflated, his younger voice startling him. He felt pain in his face as he watched his jaw sharpen and his hair thicken and darken.

It pays to be good, he thought as he took off his glasses, realizing he wouldn’t need them anymore. He reached into the briefs and rubbed one out in his new body, He had a nice collection coming along. He went to his closet and unlocked the safe on the floor. He started to take the briefs off to use for later when he looked at his collection: a button down that made him a comically stereotypical dopey blonde and buff surfer, a pair of socks that made him a built hairy slow-spoken Russian, a pair of jeans that made him a brunette twink, a tank top that made him a Spanish soccer player. He stopped taking off his new briefs. He had a large enough collection to be fully clothed. What would happen if he went out in all decked out? Elliot could feel himself getting hard. He would have a very eventful Christmas night.

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“Can you believe this? These people celebrating the holidays when it’s hot and sunny like this?” Heidi asked her friend as they were sunbathing.

“Truly a wonder of the world, Heidi,” Margo answered sarcastically, “I’m baking over here. I think I’m going to go up and shower before tonight.”

“So soon? Suit yourself. I’m going to stay out a bit longer. I’ll be up soon, though.”

“Fine, see you in a bit.”

Margo and Heidi were vacationing in Australia during the holidays. They had each just gone through a divorce and they thought a trip together would be better than each of them going back to their families to talk about their recent divorces. Little did they know, each of them was planning a little sympathy gift for the other. What each of them didn’t expect was that they would both be giving each other their gifts at the same time.

Heidi turned around to make sure Margo had gone into the hotel. When she was sure, she stood up and searched around. After a little walking, she saw a complete stunner taking a nap alone on the sand. She could only assume he was sleeping due to his sunglasses, because he hadn’t responded to her staring. She looked around to make sure no one was watching her. Everyone was either preoccupied or also sleeping. She turned out to face the beach in front of him, took a deep breath, and fell back onto him. He jolted awake just before she landed, but she went right through him. He convulsed a bit, but eventually relaxed. Heidi stood up in her new body and caught her breath, looking down at what she snagged.

She checked out what he was packing, flexed his muscles to examine them, and decided he was perfect. She went back to where she was, collected her things, and went up to their room to surprise her friend. She got a lot of second-takes and winks walking back from guys and girls alike. He was perfect. She flexed her abs as she walked to give people something to take home, chuckling as she walked.

Meanwhile, Margo was walking through the halls of the hotel, looking for someone to take. After a little wandering, she found someone on a floor below hers on his way to the stairs. She slowed her approach and he looked up from his phone to nod his head hello to her. She smiled back, and when he passed, she turned to run and dove right into his back. He grunted with the impact and convulsed a bit, but eventually relaxed. As though she were mirroring Heidi’s process, she collected herself from the possession, opened his shorts to check out his package, looked at his abs and other muscles. He was perfect.

Margo hurried to their room to prepare for Heidi to come back up.

The elevator opened on Heidi and Margo’s floor as Heidi stepped out in her borrowed body. As she exited, one member of a group of girls slapped her muscular ass. She turned and winked, “Cheers.” The girls giggled among each other as the door closed. She began walking to their room, slid her card in, and opened the door.

Propped up on one of the beds was a muscle-bound man in the nude. He tried to cover himself, realizing it wasn’t who he was expecting. Heidi felt the unfamiliar sensation of something growing in her shorts, “Woah, mate, sorry, I was looking for Margo!”

“Margo?! Aw, shit, did Heidi put you up to this?”

“What the fuck, no, I’m-“

They both paused. They both understood what was going on at the exact moment.

“I guess great minds think alike,” said Heidi and they both laughed.

Margo stopped covering herself, letting her member hang free as she approached Heidi in her borrowed body. “Well, you’re fit as a Mallee bull, aren’t you?” she grabbed Heidi by the belt of the shorts and pulled her into the room.

“Merry Christmas to me.” Heidi said slyly, tugging on Margo’s borrowed cock, closing the door behind her.

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It was Christmas Eve and Henry found the pills when he was packing up from the gym in the locker room. They looked like any standard white pill. They came from a red bottle with a tiny leather belt around it. Nice, he thought, some joker is passing around steroids as some Christmas gift. Nice, but weird sense of humor. He picket it up and examined it. No discernable labels. He popped the bottle open. What the hell, he thought. He took one.

He walked to the mirror to check himself out. He couldn’t feel much of the pill. Must be some sugar pill. He started to imagine what he would look like bigger. He flexed his arms to see. It would definitely look better with more meat. A lot of meat. Hell, he could see it now. He paused looking at the mirror. He could ACTUALLY see it now. It was like his body was growing with his vision of himself. He flexed his pecs and abs and imagined what size he would like to see them and after a couple of seconds of flexing, they were the exact size he wanted. He took out his phone and texted a picture to his roommate, Tate, reading, “You’re not going to believe this.”

“WHAT,” he replied.

“Dude, I found some fast acting roids or something. It’s crazy.”

“Bullshit what’s the photoshop app b/c I want it STAT.”

“Not bullshit, man. Coming home now.”

“Bring whatever you found. Let’s do some testing.”

“LOL k.”

Henry arrived home with the bottle in his hand. As soon as he opened the door, Tate shouted, “NO FUCKING WAY.”

Henry smiled and shook the bottle in display. Tate took the bottle and popped one in his mouth. He waited. “… So what?”

“I don’t know, man, I was just thinking of what I’d like to look like, and it happened.”

“So you’re trying to tell me that I just imagine what I’d like to look like? Sounds like some Jedi bullshit.”

Henry shrugged and Tate shrugged in return. Tate looked down at himself and closed his eyes. Immediately, Henry noticed that he was growing taller. Henry let out a laugh of delight.

“What’s happening?”

“You’re gaining like a half a foot in height, dude! Closer to a foot now!”

Tate kept his eyes closed and smiled, his jeans dropped to his ankles as they wouldn’t fit on his tall, lanky frame anymore, left in just his red briefs. He opened his eyes, shocked at the height he had gained, let out a laugh and popped another pill.

“Another, dude…?”

“Shut the fuck up, man, just go with the flow.” He looked down and watched as his body gained width with muscle all over, his arm, legs, abs, chest, and ass all inflating simultaneously. He began panting with ecstasy. He looked over at Henry and smirked. He reached down and popped another pill. He looked down and Henry could tell that his groin was growing bigger and bigger and Tate was moaning. “Think it should be thicker?”

Henry could feel the same growing sensation in his own shorts. “Hold up, dude, I want to get in on this,” Henry said as he started to disrobe and pour more pills into his hand. He and Tate would be doing a lot of roommate bonding this holiday season.

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Ben was woken up with his boyfriend’s hands down his pajamas, caressing his dick. Ben let out a pleasured moan, “Morning, baby.”

“Morning to you,” a deeper, unfamiliar voice answered him.

He shot up in bed, yanking the stranger’s hand out of his pajamas, “What the fuck?!”

A very muscular stranger was propping himself up on the bed, “What do you think?” he asked.

“The fuck you mean what do I think?! Who the fu-“ Ben stopped yelling and began realizing what was happening. “You didn’t.”

His boyfriend, Miles, shrugged in his new bodysuit, “Just a quick glance at your search history. Babe, if you really wanted to try out new bodies, you only had to ask.”

“It must have been a fortune though! How is it?”

“Anything for you, honey. And I’m surprised how much I like it. What I want to know is how do you like it?”

“You didn’t!”

Miles gestured to the living room. On the couch lied a motionless blonde with the best body Ben had ever seen. He looked over at Miles with excited eyes and tried to pick it up. He was shocked at how heavy it was. He set it down, disrobed and turned to Miles.

“So… Um, how do I… you know… like do I go in through the butt… or the mouth?”

Miles cracked his neck, “Well, your guess is as good as mine. I went up the other end,” he rubbed his ass and winced, “Still kinda feel it. Wouldn’t recommend it. Try the mouth.”

Ben shrugged and opened the bodysuit’s mouth as it stretched like elastic, “Haha! Like sweatpants!” He slipped one foot and lost feeling of it as it went down the throat. He tried moving his leg and the bodysuit’s leg responded with his motion. He looked up at Miles and chuckled.  He fed his other leg in and then his waist. The sensation that he felt in his dick nearly tripled to match the enormous size of his suit’s package. Next his torso fed in, then he fed his arms in, then only his head remained. “I guess just pull it over like a hood?” he asked to no one in particular. He closed his eyes, grabbed the mouth of the suit, and pulled it over his face. Instantly he felt like the sensations of his face were amplified to every corner of the suit’s face and features. He opened his eyes and laughed, flexing for Miles.

“Aw man, I’m fuckin’ CUT!” Ben exclaimed with a new deep, Southern drawl.

Miles, who was already rock hard watching his boyfriend slip into this god of a suit, laughed a bit, “Oh my god, your accent!”

“You like it? I think it’s kinda hot.”

“Real hot.”

“Glad y’all like it!”

“Haha! ‘Y’all’. God, your arms are huge.”

Ben gave him a huge flex with a grunt, “Glad y’all like that too! You got some pecs yourself. Pecs for days.”

Miles bounced his pecs for Ben as he strutted towards him. “Well, I’m glad YOU like them. And speaking of days, you got something I’d like to ride for days.” He looked down at Ben’s package, cupping his own.

Ben grabbed himself, “Oh my GOD, y’all ‘bout to make me cum.”

“Well, let’s take care of that,” he grabbed Ben by the hand and started leading him back to their bedroom. He leaned back and gave Ben a kiss, “Merry Christmas.”

“Merry Christmas, babe.”

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Home Sweet Home by fredbrenny (The Sims 3)

This cozy cottage has four bedrooms and two bathrooms. A family room, the flower room, and a sitting room, the reading room. A big round dining table for all the family dinners and a kitchen. The yard is not very big, but can be extended if you place the house on a bigger plot of land.

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Birthday w/ Brad would include...

- Waking up to Brad gently singing you happy birthday
- Brad making you a ‘fancy breakfast’
- He burnt quite a lot of it
- “Here you go babe”
- You open Brad’s gift to reveal a necklace engraved with ‘Always and forever’
- “Brad… I don’t know what to say. It’s beautiful”
- “Only the best for my girl”
- Really massive cuddle with kisses here and there
- “We’re going out”
- “Where?”
- “It’s called a ‘suprise’”
- “Asshole”
- Brad getting James to come and pick the two of you up because he cannot drive
- You teasing Brad about his inability to drive
- “Shut up babe”
- “You can’t tell her to shut up, it’s her birthday!”
- “Shut up James”
- Arriving at a posh-looking building
- Brad covering your eyes and leading you through the building, before finally removing his hands
- “SURPRISE!”
- All your closest friends and family, as well as the other two vamps boys, in a big room with a massive dining table
- Having one of the best dinners ever
- Dancing after dinner in the little dancefloor area
- Sitting down and resting your head on Brad’s shoulder, eyes closed
- “Wanna go back, babe?”
- “Mmmmmhhhhhmmm”
- James driving you both back home
- “Carry me”
- Brad carrying you back to bed before the both of you slid in it, not bothering to get changed
- “Thank you for my amazing day, Brad”
- “No problem, babe. Happy birthday, I love you”
- “Love you too”

~

I’ve never done one of these but it’s my birthday so thought I would.

Send this post to a Brad girl on her birthday as an internet gift :’)

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now i’m thinking about domestic gleggie in alexandria fuck

  • like okay gleggie having sex on a real bed for the first time and just rolling around in the fluffy pillows and blankets and loving it and loving each other
  • glenn waking up early the next morning and making coffee and breakfast
  • and getting the biggest smile on his face when maggie walks down in his shirt with sleepy eyes and bed head
  • showering together!!!!
  • goodbye kisses at the front door before they both head off for work
  • maggie being there to kiss him goodbye every time he leaves for a run
  • HAVING CUTE LUNCH DATES IN THAT LITTLE PAVILION BY THE POND
  • sitting on the porch watching the moon and the stars every night
  • being extra cute at family dinners w/ the squad with all of them around this big dining room table
  • DOMESTIC ALEXANDRIA GLEGGIE YALL

FUCK MAN WE COULD HAVE HAD IT ALL

Five things: the meme version

Tagged by the delightful @47mel47

Five things you’ll find in my bag:

*sunglasses
*scrunched up papers
*opal card (our public transport ticket)
*notebook
*many pens

Five things in my bedroom:

*at least one child, I don’t seem to be able to walk in without one following to chat
*everything we don’t want in the living/dining room in a big pile
*my great aunt’s broken orange lamp
*a heated towel rack (!?)
*Puddles, a bear, and Humpty, an egg, from when I was a child

Five things I’ve wanted to do in life:

*be worthy of respect
*write down the things I imagine, better
*drink a glass of wine
*have a house where the kids’ friends are happy and welcome
*publish some poetry

Five things that make me happy:

*the way my children talk to me
*time with my wife
*watching sports
*the sky
*people enjoying my writing

Five things I’m currently into:

*football 
*Bon Iver
*water
*dark blue
*instragram

Five things on my to-do list:

*write cruise ship Klaine fic, f/f short, blog post about romance, article
*chase up pet sitter, soccer team for small kid, referral
*pay for RT conference, cricket team, football club,
*discuss kid’s band reservations with wife
*actually do my job and also parent my children
*oh and buy cat litter and cat food

Five things people may not know about me:

*I’m an extroverted extrovert but have developed a love of alone time through having children who delightfully but exhaustingly never stop talking and becoming a writer so having characters who delightfully but exhaustingly never stop talking.  
*I used to have a decent soprano voice but have recently noticed that it’s kind of shot now through lack of training and hard living I guess. I still sing a rock ballad pretty well though if required.  
*I’ve been married twice, once at 21 once at 40, and was delighted with both weddings though had a lot more choice in the second, hence the rainbow balloons and water views.
*I have cerebral palsy, so mildly that it is almost unnoticeable if you’re outside my body
*I just took a test called “are you a demisexual” which determined that I am.  

This was a fun one! I am tagging five people who’ve recently commented or messaged me somewhere: @lastkodachrome @perryavenue @lizinprogress @trufflemores @stultiloquentia

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Originally posted by panda-atthe-disco

anonymous asked: imagine w/ clingy/cuddly dan?? you can make up the storyline and stuff :)

pairing: dan x reader

genre: fluff

pov: reader

word count: 1,315

a/n: super fluffy, hope u enjoy anon and hopefully my followers do too <3

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Fiery Red Starter !

This is my first attempt to share something, so do not hesitate to give any feedback about it ! :)

I called it Fiery Red Starter, it has a bedroom, a main bathroom and a guest one, a sort of office with big windows, plus a kitchen-dining-living-room on a 2x2 lot. Price is about 16.000 simflouz.

All CC should be included, it is mostly walls, floors, doors and windows. I play with Ultimate Collection, so you may need all the EPs and SPs. Please use Sims 2 Pack Clean Installer ! Thanks to all the creators ! I hope you’ll like it :)

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“I posted this a long time ago but when I was younger my mom was dating this guy (who we will call JB) and after a few months he invited my mom, me, and my brother to go with him and his son (about my age) out to his lake house for the weekend. It was right on Lake Michigan but up in a more secluded area which was pretty awesome. Well we got up there and for one I already felt really creeped out. It was a smaller two (maybe 3 if you count the really big attic) story house that had the living room/dining room/kitchen on the first floor and had 2 bedrooms on the second floor.

His grandfather had helped to build the place with his (the grand fathers) dad and then he lived their for most of his life working as a tailor in the nearby town. We went up to the attic to get some beach toys because that’s where JB kept all of that stuff so he didn’t have to haul it every time he went out there. Well when we went up to the attic I noticed in the corner covered in some dust and cobwebs about 8 mannequins, some just upper torsos and some full body. Not to out of the ordinary considering a tailor had lived there.

Me and JB’s son slept down in the living room on the couch since there were no more beds, and near midnightish I heard on of the stairs squeak a few times. Figuring it was my mom coming to check to make sure we were asleep I told his son to be quiet and quickly turned the TV off and hid under the covers. After not hearing any noise for a few minutes I looked out from under the covers and saw three of the mannequins moving around in the kitchen. Like their body parts weren’t moving but they were sliding around the kitchen.

I swore I was dreaming but was so terribly frightened I hid back under the covers with a small yelp and then heard the dragging on the floor coming closer and peaked out seeing one of them just a few feet from the couch. I hid back under the covers and shut my eyes tight hoping it would go away.

The next morning I got up and tried not to think about it, really really hoping it was just a bad dream but when we went back up to the attic to put the beach stuff back the mannequins were in different spots and weren’t covered in cob webs any more….. Don’t believe me if you don’t want to but it happened and I’ve been scared shitless of mannequins ever since.”

-Nexaz (What is something scary that has happened to you that you cannot explain rationally?)

Exo Reacts to When they Meet Their Sister Again After a Long Time

Seems like sibling requests are on fire today!!! Here you go sweetheart. When the sister isn’t a tomboy anymore. 

Baekhyun:

He comes inside, ushering in all the members. He hugs his mom and dad and smiles as he re introduces his groupmates to them again. He feels a tap on his shoulder and turns around to see his sister, not a baby anymore. 

Chanyeol:

When he brings in the guys, he immediately seeks out his sister. When he rounds the corner he sees her standing in the hallway, much different than what he remembered her. He breaks out into a laugh as he runs up to her, hugging her tight. 

“Guess I have to fight away all the guys mom has told me about.” 

Chen:

Upon walking into the dining room and seeing his sister set the big table, he turns to Baek and gives him a very serious look. 

“Don’t. You. Dare.” 

Kai:

When Kai sees his sister, he runs up to her and pulls her into a tight hug and spins her around, laughing. Afterwards he turns to the group and smiles. 

“She gets those good looks from me.” 

Kris:

He brings the group to his home in Canada and introduces them to his family there. When his sister walks into the room looking very pretty, he takes a moment to adjust. After a few seconds he smiles. 

“You’re still not as pretty as me.” 

Kyungsoo:

When he gets home his mom immediately hugs him tight and then hugs every group member, expressing how much she was glad Kyungsoo had such amazing friends. When his sister comes to the doorway and smiles bashfully, he tilts his head. 

D.O.:“Why is our cousin here?” 

His Mom: “Dear, that’s your sister.” 

Lay:

When Lay steps in the door, he immediately drops his bag and hugs his sister who waited for him. He doesn’t even notice that she is different. He just want’s to be reunited with his childhood trouble-maker best friend. 

“I missed you so much, sis.” 

Luhan:

When he gets inside, he doesn’t even wait for the other members. He runs straight upstairs to his sister’s room and tackle hugs her. 

“Mom sent me pictures. When did all this happen!?” 

Sehun:

“Pfft. I’m still mom’s favourite.” 

Suho:

When he bring everyone in to get comfortable, he hugs his family. He is curious to know why his sister isn’t there and walks back into the living room to his groupmates. He sees a young woman greeting them and passing out goodies she baked. 

His sister: “Now, I am sure you’re all hungry. Here. Dinner won’t be for a few hours. If you need anything let me know.” 

Suho: *tears up a little. “I’m so proud.”

Tao:

When Tao walks in he hugs his mom and dad. His sister sees him and punches him lightly on the shoulder. Despite looking pretty and mature, she was still the same tomboy underneath. 

His sister: “I am going to win all your friends away from you, Taotao~”

Immediately starts mocking her. 

Xiumin:

When he walks in his sees his sister first and then holds her at arm’s length. He is so surprised by how mature she looks, but very proud also. He takes a moment to process it all. 

Monster - Dean x Reader x Castiel - Part 2

Title: Monster

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader, Castiel x Reader

Word count: 2,309

Warnings: Death

Theme song: Monster by SkilletDemons by Imagine Dragons

Read Part 1 here!

 

Light shone through the curtains. Illuminating the whole room. It was not a big house. Nothing special. Just big enough to host their new life. Their new beginning. An apple pie life that none of them ever thought would manage to have. An apple pie life that they both wanted but none of them had the courage to fight for. None of them had the courage to pursue. Because it was impossible. 

The house was enough for them. Classic with a white-picket fence. A lovely living room. Big kitchen and dining room for their family meals. Whenever their what-was-left-of-their-family visited them. A lovely guest room, that seemed to be too big to be just that and the main bedroom. The bedroom they shared. It was not too big or luxurious but not small either. Bathroom (one of the two) next to the door. A big window on the right of the bed and the door. Opposite the bathroom.

A lovely bed standing in the middle of it. Two figures laying there. Sleeping peacefully.

It felt weird just thinking of it. Peace. Something that was hard to find, especially in the life of a hunter. Even more so when it came to living in Mystic Falls. But, yes, it was possible to manage. It was.

Light. Bright and warm. Cascading down the walls of the room. Peering through the curtains and shining brightly over all the objects of the room. Shining brightly and breaking the darkness that just a few hours ago had surrounded the room. The warmth of it bringing back to life everything that in the cold of night felt dead. Was dead. 

No. No longer dead.

You felt the light shine on your face, getting you out of your sleep. Breaking the darkness that surrounded you. Breaking the death that surrounded you. That used to surround you. Not any more. No.

You felt the light shine through your closed eyelids. You groaned lightly as you were pulled out of your sleep. You tried to open your eyes but the light was too much to bear. You closed them quickly and turned on your left so that it hit just your back. You manged to open your eyes this time. You blinked a few times, rubbing your eyes to get the sleep out of them. You yawned and stayed like that for a while. Feeling the warm light hit your back and then your whole body. Warming you to the core.

It felt so good. In fact it felt amazing. It felt amazing no longer being surrounded by darkness. It felt amazing no longer feeling an emptiness around you. It felt amazing no longer being surrounded by cold. By death.

Because you were alive. You were more than sure. Every time you felt the warm light on your body, without the need to wear a daylight ring, you were absolutely sure you were alive. Alive with the whole meaning of it. And all of that because of him. Him and his sacrifice. All of it because the man you loved more than anything had sacrificed himself to bring you back to life.

You slowly turned to your right, eyes squinted for a while. Once they adjusted to the light you looked down at the figure that still slept peacefully next to you. The man with whom you shared your life with, now. His bare chest rising and falling as he breathed in and out. His mouth hang slightly open and his soft snores were the only thing that could be hear in the silence that had filled the room. A peaceful silence. His face seemed to hold the same peace and relaxation. Something that was evident in his features all the time. Even during day.

You smiled softly, running a hand through his soft hair down to his face. Cupping his cheek. You brushed your thumb against it and your smile got bigger as you saw him lean into you. He turned to lay on his left and brought a hand over your waist. Bringing you closer to him, mumbling your name in his sleep.

You smiled at the protectiveness he showed over you, fact that made your heart flutter. God, you loved this man. More than your own life. 

You snuggled closer to him, resting your head on his chest. The warmth from his body making you want to stay in bed all day. But unfortunately you had to get up. After a few seconds you managed to brake free from his embrance, putting a pillow in your place, and therefore not waking him up. You got up and wore your clothes after your underwear, memories of last night flowing back. You smiled softly at the memories. It was not your first time. Or second. Or third for that matter. He used to be your boyfriend, so you had done it many times before. Before you died and then came back to life as… human. Sort of. You still were a witch but your vampire side was long gone after you came back to life. You were mortal now. Human. Able to live a life you wanted for centuries. And all because of him…

You other boyfriend. Well, of course he was your boyfriend during another time period, different from the time period the man sleeping on the bed was.

A frown was set on your face but you decided to brush the unpleasant feelings off. You were not going to deny that you missed him. He meant a lot to you and you loved him with all your heart but when he was gone, dead, trying to bring you back, you could see it clearly. You could see it clearly, if it wasn’t him and it was the person that now slept on the bed then… you would not be able to live anymore.

You went to the bathroom and after splashing your face with some water and brushed your teeth you exited it. You went at your dresser, sitting on the small dressing stool. You looked at yourself on the mirror and letting out a sigh you looked down at the make up products and creams. Your small jewelry box next to your hair products. You put a little bit cream on your hands and once you finished, you took the brush and started brushing your hair. Softly and slowly. More focused on your thoughts than the process itself.

You sighed softly and put the brush down. Your hand remaining on top of it as you stared at the golden ring around your finger. The memory of him asking you to marry him coming back to you. It felt as if it was just yesterday but in fact it was a year ago. You shook your head, a small smile on your face, and got up from the stool. Making your way down to the kitchen to prepare some breakfast…

… all the while bright blue eyes of your beloved angel watching you.

Castiel followed you down the stairs to the kitchen where he found you making pancakes, eggs with bacon and toasted bread at the same time. Two glasses of orange juice and milk already set on the table. Along with two empty plates. Finishing the the eggs you set them along with the bacon on another plate, on the table. The toast soon following suit. The pancakes were taking some time and so instead of just waiting, you put some music on. It was low enough for just you to hear but had a good beat and made you sway your hips. Dancing while cooking, but never turning.

Cas watched with an amused smile as you danced to the music, enjoying yourself. More carefree than ever. It made him happy. More than ever before. Seeing the smile on your lips and your eyes shine bright like never before was enough for Castiel to smile widely. He felt his heart flutter as he heard your giggle and heard you mutter an “Oops” as a pancake fell. You were once again trying to play it chef, throwing the pancakes in the air in order to turn them. And once again failing.

That didn’t keep you from enjoying it though. And it didn’t keep Castiel from feeling happy at seeing you like this. At seeing how happy you finally were. At seeing that spark in your eyes again. At seeing you live the life you wanted for so long. At seeing you complete. At peace.

He chuckled as he saw you throw another pancake in the air only for it to fall on the floor. It would have fallen on your head if it wasn’t for your moving quickly out of the way.

Cas smiled even more brightly as he saw you turn to look on his way. A huge smile appearing on your face too. You walked towards him and…

… past him.  

Straight into the arms… of Dean.

“Morning handsome” you mumbled softly, bring your arms around Dean’s neck.

“Morning beautiful” he replied, his voice laced with sleep.

“Had a good sleep?” you asked tilting your head.

“Yeah, though it was kind of surprising to wake up and find myself making out with the pillow” he chuckled as you did the same.

“I did not want to wake you up” you smiled softly at him and he just hummed in reply as he kissed you tenderly.

“Such a lovely and thoughtful wife” he mumbled with a smile, once you pulled away.

“That I am” you smirked at him and after a while he raised an eyebrow.

“What? Don’t I get a complement?” he asked with a smirk too.

“Complement? I thought we were just saying the truth, not complementing each other” you said with a chuckle and he just rolled his eyes.

He did not reply but just crashed his lips to yours. The kiss was full of passion and love. Heated but yet sweet. Tongues not battling but moving together in sink.

“I’m so glad Sam insisted on taking the demon in me away. And that the mark is no longer here.” he mumbled breathlessly once you both pulled away.

“And I’m so glad that I have you here. Like this” you said and took hold of his hand, both of you looking down at the golden rings you both wore.

“I don’t know what I would do without you” you added in a whisper.

“Me neither, baby” he looked into your eyes and leaned 

“I would be lost without you” you whispered “If it wasn’t for Castiel then I ’d be still dead and-” he cut you off.

“No.” he said softly yet sternly “Don’t. Don’t even mention that. I-I don’t want to even think about it. I don’t want to even think that there once was the possibility of me living without you… I love you (y/n). More than you could ever imagine” he ended up saying in a really low voice, cupping your face.

You closed your eyes and leaned into his touch “Dean…” you mumbled slowly.

“I know how much he meant to you. And I know how much it hurts you that he… he is no longer alive. It hurts me just as much. No matter what, he is family. Will always be. Nothing will take that away. Nothing. So it’s ok, baby. It’s ok if you still miss him. It’s ok if you still…” he cleared his throat “It’s ok.” he whispered.

“Dean… I love you. Ok? Yes, I loved Castiel. More than I could ever imagine but… he is gone, Dean. He is not here. And I’m with you. You are the one and only in my heart now. And… I now know, that if he was alive I… would still chose you. It was amazing what he and I had, and I will always have a special place for him in my heart. Always… but you Dean… Dean, I love you” you tried to comfort him, telling him what you really thought “Always and forever”

Silence filled the room as Dean watched you with a soft smile before he decided to speak “How about we go visit his grave later today hm?” he asked softly and you nodded with a smile that mirrored his.

Closing the distance between you, by pressing your lips softly to his and…

… Castiel watched with a smile.

You were happy. And that’s all that mattered to him. That’s all he ever wanted for you. To be happy and have the life you always wished for. With someone that loved you just as much as you did… unconditionally. 

Although it was not him, Castiel was happy. He did want to be the one to hold you and kiss you. To show you how much he loved you, but… he wasn’t. He knew, of course, how much Dean loved you. Just as much as him. So he was happy. He was happy that you had gotten what you had wished for. What you deserved.

Glancing at you for the last time and smiling softly and a little bit sadly he made his way to the door. Walking through it just like a ghost… the ghost he was. 

But even his days as a ghost were over. His entire existence was over. It was the last time. The last time he would see you even as just a ghost. Today his existence would be over.

He looked up at the sun… smiling softly as the image of you smiling appeared in front of him.

His life was over for good now, but yours had just started and he was happy for that. Happy for you.

He closed his eyes and mumbled a low ‘Good-bey’ as his ghost self disappeared of the face of earth…

… he was gone… for good…

The End

AN: My new years resolution was to get back into the swing of things with these. I’ve obviously failed. 

He liked to sit by the big windows in the mansion’s dining room. It offered a wonderful view of the huge, sloping garden outside, and was the best sunning spot. On particularly nice days, when the sky was blue and the clouds non-existence, he could almost picture himself souring through the sky like a bird. 

His mind wasn’t what it used to be. That’s what they told him, anyway. He used to be important, apparently, with a high profile job and a big family. He couldn’t remember any of it, though; hell, he couldn’t remember what he had for breakfast most mornings. 

“Tony?” came a quiet, deep voice from the door, breaking the peaceful silence that had fallen across the room. 

Tony looked up from his wheelchair and immediately caught sight of a handsome young man stood in the doorway. He was tall - maybe 6'2 or 6'3 - with sunshine blond hair that was only just starting to grey at the temples. His smile, tentative but surely blinding at its widest, reminded him of someone he swore he used to know. 

“It’s me, Steve,” the man told him, moving across the room to crouch down beside his chair. “Do you remember me?”

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