I wanted to completely disappear. • You went so far down the rabbit hole. • Well, there are the monsters. • What do we want to focus on? • What happened at the time? • There was no contact between them. • You may recognize the name. • It’s tiny, isn’t it? • What are you working on? • Are you blowing things up? • Are we in trouble? • Can I come in? • Would you lend it to me? • Is it a secret? • What are you testing? • It’s very rare. • Who tracks these things? • What’s making that sound? • It happens every day. • It’s too cold in here. • What do the reports say? • Is it a good theory? • I want to tell you about my life. • Can we get married tonight? • It’s a good enough explanation. • What are we hearing? • That’s a little atypical. • We are very slow. • It was just a bright spot. • What can cause suck explosions? • Stop giggling! • Is it hilarious enough? • I have the best idea. • Look, bubbles! • Where did you hear that? • Can you solve it? • It’s just math. • Where have you been to? • Are you throwing rocks? • He can’t stop talking. • I love your left eye. • I’m hearing what you’re saying. • Maybe I could just change my name. • One day I’ll run out of possibilities. • Does that ever happen? • Where do I place it? • Help me disappear. • We saw none of that. • Did it fall off? • Who was there to light it? • Let’s have fun. • Is it too random? • I want to punch it. • You are very specific. • That’s the answer. • Do you remember the number? • I came for you now. • Just say no. • It’s a good mix. • Cuddles are good. • That’s exactly the problem. • Is it a serious situation? • It can be very loud. • Where are the sources? • Why would they lie about it? • Can someone tell me? • You can email me. • Do you want to watch it? • It’s a storm. • What a waste of my time.
Bless that lovely man so much. Out of all the new people David has met at Summer land, he’s the only one of them who didn’t try to go after David with a weapon this last episode. Instead he’s building a device to try to isolate David from the yellow eyed devil/Lenny. I just find it interesting because out of all of them Cary has probably had the least amount of personal interaction with David. Melanie and Ptonomy have been inside his head, quite literally, and they’ve at least had a small glimpse of the demons lurking in David’s mind(figurative and literal). By contrast, Cary’s interaction has been much more clinical and removed, studying his biology and monitoring his brain waves and sciency stuff like that. Yet he’s the only one(aside from Syd) who is still trying to find a way to peaceably resolve things(I’m still not sure why they went after him with lethal force in the first place?). Also Cary was the one who realized that they were dealing with some sort of psychic parasite, despite, to my knowledge, never having been inside David’s memories like the rest of them. Cary Loudermilk is a wonderful person and should be protected.
Imagine Dean coaching your daughter’s soccer team.
Characters: Mechanic!Dean x Teacher!Reader
Warnings: mild angst, super fluff, daddy! Dean (yes, it’s a warning because *swoon*)
Word Count: 1.9k
A/N: 6k Celebration and One Year Fic-i-verary Celebration Fic TEN. The line requested was “The whistle makes me their god.” It was requested by @pinknerdpanda . It will be highlighted in the fic. Thank you so much for celebrating with me. I didn’t get to add in the smut that you requested because the story in my head just didn’t lend itself to it. Hope you aren’t too disappointed with the outcome. I personally had tears of joy in my eyes as I was editing it. I LOVE daddy! Dean.
“Where did you get my address?” you asked breathlessly.
“I had to do some digging,” he said
simply, then held up a crumpled piece of paper. His hands were shaking. You
squinted at the page and realized that it was your letter. You felt yourself
blush, embarrassed to be confronted with your own sentimental words.
“Why did you send me this?” he demanded.
You blinked at him, trying to form an answer.
“I… I hoped it would bring you some kind
“Bullshit,” he interrupted. “That is
bullshit. If you wanted to give me closure you would have just apologized for
your mistakes and wished me luck with my life. But you dug up the past. You
said that you wished we had never split up. You saw me with my fiancée, you
knew I wasn’t available. So don’t pretend that you sent this for selfless
He didn’t move towards you. He was still
standing outside, showing no intention of coming in, but you still flinched
away from him. His words were so full of venom. He was so mad at you.
You had imagined your reunion so many
times. You always dreamt that you wouldn’t need words, he was just sweep you
off your feet and kiss you, or throw his arms around you and let his embrace
say everything that he couldn’t. You never imagined that he would be so
disgusted by you.
Was he right? When you wrote the letter, you
really had convinced yourself that it was for his benefit. That it would
somehow help heal him, if he still held any resentment. But deep down, a small
part of you knew that you had sent it for yourself. You wanted him to know that
you were still here, still waiting for him.