Since I’ve been traipsing around a different continent for the past three months, I haven’t even seen the rest of the season and the finale… but let me tell you what happens anyway after last night’s Apparent Clusterfuck:
As Dean Winchester stands next to his prone angel, morbidly fascinated by the ash wings burned into the ground around his feet, he feels completely and utterly numb. He’s only had the presence of mind not to step on them, an easy thing given the fact that they’re so bare of feathers.
Carefully, and still without thinking, the hunter lowers himself to his knees, brow furrowed and lip trembling as he attempts to process what is clearly right before him.
Castiel is dead.
Still, Dean can’t help extending a shaking hand. His fingers gently trace the curve of Cas’s cheekbone in a way he never would have allowed himself if the other was still breathing, and despite the fact that his mouth feels like sandpaper and he can feel Castiel’s skin turning cold he asks the question anyway:
Dean can feel Sam staring holes through his back, but that’s the extent of any response to his query.
“Cas, wake up.”
His voice is a broken croak, but Dean keeps speaking anyway, turning bolder and more desperate with every second that reality sinks in.
“Cas? Castiel, wake up. Wake up, Cas! Cas!”
He’s pawing at his angel now, vision blurring until he has to blink to clear it. He all but throws himself across Castiel’s torso to uselessly slap at his cheeks in an attempt to rouse him.
“You stupid son of a bitch, wake up! Wake up, Castiel! Don’t you dare leave me, don’t…”
Castiel is still motionless when Dean collapses against him. “Don’t go,” the hunter whispers pitifully into his angel’s neck. He squeezes his eyes shut and swallows a sob. “Please. I… Cas, I…” His heart is in his throat as he turns his head to press a light kiss behind the other’s ear, moving to put his lips against Castiel’s own for the first and last time. “…I love you, you dumb angel,” he murmurs. “So you gotta wake up. Cas. Cas, I love you, so you hafta…”
When nothing happens, Dean curls himself over his angel and cries.
Sam joins him after a time, crouching to put a hand to his shoulder and blinking back tears himself. Soon, though, they have to go. “Dean. Dean, we have to get out of here.”
“I know. It’ll be okay.”
But when they both turn away from Cas for the first time, God isn’t who they’re expecting to find. In all honesty, they’re not expecting to find anyone… and yet, there he is: Chuck, dressed in a robe and stained pj pants.
“You love my son?” Is all he asks, piercing gaze boring into Dean. Dean takes a step back as if to protect Castiel’s form from his own father, and that apparently is good enough. Chuck nods sagely. “I don’t play favourites, you know,” he says. “I did that once with Lucifer and it didn’t end well… but Castiel is, different. He’s everything I didn’t know I wanted angels to be. He makes mistakes. He learns. And yet every time I bring him back, he ends up risking his life for you.”
Dean holds his breath. Chuck sighs. “I love my son, I would give him the world if I could.” There’s a beat, and Chuck tilts his head to the side. “But we’ve both seen what happens when he has unlimited power. Besides, at the end of the day… I think he really just wants you.”
And then God is gone.
Dean is confused for only a moment before there’s a gasping breath from behind him and a hacking cough, Castiel sitting upright and flushed and so very alive that Dean can do nothing but throw himself to the ground. He tackles Cas in a kiss before the other has time to say a word, pressing him to the floor and putting everything he is into the contact.
When he pulls away, Cas is bright red and smiling with the approximate wattage of the sun. “Dean,” he murmurs, awed. “I’m… I mean, I…”
Dean presses a finger to the other’s plump lips. “I love you,” he says simply.
Thanks to those who filled in my survey, I updated it with Chinese translations and improved it a bit. if you haven’t yet filled it please do it now and share it, I will really appreciate it thank you <3
has been a few weeks since your last solid night’s sleep. You honestly are not
really sure what has been going on with you or why you haven’t been able to
sleep well. You’ve spent so many nights tossing and turning in bed, unable to
get a peaceful rest, but then the morning comes and you practically feel like a
zombie. These last four days have been the worst, and it doesn’t help that you’re in the middle of midterms so you have a lot of exams and presentations. For some reason, no matter how tired you are, you just can’t sleep
well when night comes. It could be due to stress, since these last few weeks have been
uncharacteristically stressful, or because you’re missing your boyfriend who you haven’t seen in a month, and you’re just tired of having to sleep without him every night.
one good thing that has come out of the fact that you haven’t been sleeping
more than a few hours a night for the past four days is that you’ve been awake
to text your boyfriend whenever he has a free minute. He’s off traveling in
Europe for work so the time difference is pretty big considering you’re in LA.
Normally this would mean you barely get to talk to him much, since you’re both
so busy. However, every night this week, Shawn’s texted you at about three in
the morning LA time because that is when he’s been free, and you’ve been able to
respond because you’ve been awake. He, of course, questions why you’re awake in
the middle of the night, but you’re unable to offer him much of an explanation
because you’re never quite sure yourself, considering you’re so exhausted, but yet sleep won’t come.
Why is no one talking about Magnus expressing concern about Alec’s safety? And then Alec’s heartwarming response about him not being on his own because he’s with Magnus? And then Alec proudly saying Magnus is the High Warlock of Brooklyn?
Honestly it was like a fanfic moment come to life.
Tumblr prompt: runaway prince!simon and
Two weeks from his coronation and three
from his wedding to Princess Isabelle of Idris, the Prince of New York found
himself on a park bench in Brooklyn. His face buried in the palms of his hand
as his phone continued to ring.
Deep breaths. Deep breathes. Deep- the phone is laying in pieces on the
concrete walkway in shattered fragments.
“You’re a little far from the palace” A
slightly accented voice said, from out of the corner of his eyes Simon saw
“Oh I’m sorry your highness, I apologize
for not bowing” The boy snorted.
“Please, just leave me alone” Simon
Simon is always looking for excuses to be near
Raphael. When he finally finds a suitable excuse, he walks in on Raphael doing
something that Simon would have never thought Raphael would do. He was cooking.
Corazón—His heart. He loves Simon so much it hurts.
His beauty, his optimism, it’s a sea of good and Raphael does nothing but dive
right in. And he is not ashamed, because Simon is a gift. God’s gift, and
sometimes Raphael can’t believe what they have together is real, but when Simon
leans down and kisses him, hands running through each other’s hair skimming
down backs, and gripping hips, Raphael lives in every sense and knows that this
Raphael sighs, shaking his head more to himself than
anything else as he reaches down for Simon and pulls the other boy up again.
“That will be all for today” he pulls the bottom of his tank top up, using the
material to wipe away sweat, unaware of Simon’s gaze tracking over his abdomen.
“You did good but not good enough, even if you pinning me down was kind of hot”
okay I mentioned this to my friend @ihopealiensbelieveinme so I figured I might as well make a photoset cuz it is the best thing.
Squirrel Girl’s bff, Nancy Whitehead, really loves her cat and writes and draws fanfiction where Thor is a cat. She asks Loki to shapeshift into Cat Thor to witness her fanfic come to life. Loki VERY ENTHUSIASTICALLY participates and now they’re friends and it’s adorable.
I was home today from work with a really bad stomach flu, like so bad guys. I needed something to distract me so I decided some snuggly Jin was the best medicine. enjoy. xoxo
Genre: Fluffy fluff fluff
Rating: Rated E for everyone!
Jin felt you crying beside him before he heard or saw it. It was nearly two in the morning, the room pitch black, and you had shuffled yourself as far away from him as possible so you would not wake him. He hadn’t been sleeping much lately, due to his comeback schedule with the boys, and so you knew he needed the sleep. But he still felt it, your quiet sobs waking him from his dream. He immediately reached for you, long arms circling your body and pulling you close. Jin spooned his body around you, pressing his face into your hair.
“Baby, shh, baby, breathe.” He whispered into your neck, which felt warm against his lips. “Are you alright? Do you hurt? What’s wrong?” the panic was rising in Jin’s chest, deep from his stomach, and Jin always trusted his stomach. His hands roamed over your body, searching for something out of place, something wrong. When they found nothing he pulled you tighter to him, thinking of who to call first. Namjoon would know what to do, if something really bad was up. Maybe even his mom, she always knew what to do when he was hurting.
You were shaking in his arms, sobs no longer ripping their way through you, and you were able to catch your breath. Jin’s touch did this, it could calm you instantly and his voice could pull you from the blackest and deepest of pits. “Nightmare” you managed to choke out, and Jin kissed your shoulders.
“Oh, my love,” Jin said, pressing his face into your back, relishing in the feeling of relief that washed over him. You weren’t dying or in immediate danger, and that was all that mattered. A nightmare was something he could deal with, he could tangibly try solve on his own. “Would you like to talk about it?”
You silently shook your head. Talking about it would make it worse, bring it all back to your mind’s eye in fresh and vivid color. Jin pulled you closer, and you rolled over to bury your face into his old t-shirt.
“You gonna be okay?” He asked sleepily, stroking his fingers through your hair.
“Yeah, I’m okay,” you sighed, breathing him in.
“Good.” He hugged you tightly, he hated when you cried. It made him feel like there was nothing he could do that would be enough to help. He got an idea then, and slid out of bed. “I’ll be right back, stay here, okay?” he turned on the bedside lamp, and you sat up , still wrapped up in your blankets. He kissed you quickly and disappeared into the other room.
You waited a few minutes, listening to him crash bang around the kitchen, and then he reappeared with a little plate and a glass of chocolate milk.
“I made a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, and warmed up chocolate milk because we didn’t have any regular milk. I toasted the bread the way you like too.”
Your heart expanded and you wiped at your nose, which had become particular soggy. You took the food from him and he rubbed your back gently as you ate it. The sandwich warmed you all over, and by the time you finished it, you lids were heavy with sleep again.
Jin took the plate and glass from you, setting them on the floor beside the bed, and opened his arms invitingly as he laid down again against the pillows.
“Tell me a joke, Jin,” you said, as he clicked the light out and you snuggled up against his warm body.
He sighed heavily, thinking. “Why does Peter Pan fly everywhere?”
You smiled, already knowing where this was going. “Why?”
“Because he Neverlands!” His chest vibrated with his laughter, and you giggled as well, loving his ridiculous sense of humor.
“Hey, Jin,” you said, burying your face in his chest, suppressing a large yawn.
“Yeah, puppy?” He asked, fingers trailing up and down your arm.
“It was about you.” You said, and his fingers stilled, listening. “You left me. You said you didn’t love me anymore, that I wasn’t good enough, thin enough, pretty enough.”
“Oh, my love, no. You are everything to me and more.” He squeezed you tighter, and then moved downwards to find your lips with his own. He kissed you deeply, and then pulled back. “I’m sorry dream Jin made you cry, that’s not very nice.” You could hear the smile in his voice. “You are perfect to me in every way, I love these hips, your hair, your tummy, your eyes, your chubby cheeks, your teeny nose…” You could tell that he was going to keep going if you didn’t stop him soon, and then you’d probably be up all night, knowing Jin.
“Well, it didn’t help that he then proceeded to turn into a zombie from Train to Busan and eat my cat so…” You shrugged, smiling as well. “It was quite terrifying.”
Jin laughed, and kissed you again. “Sleep now, puppy. No zombie-dream-Jin’s here, I promise.”
You smiled and kissed him back, and lay your head against his chest. He hummed quietly as he felt your breathing steady and deepen, waiting for you to fall asleep.
“I’ll never leave you,” he whispered into the dark to your sleeping form. “I love you too much for that.”
New Year’s Dance - Secret Santa’s sequel [ Adrien swallows his nerves and asks Marinette to be his date to a New Year’s gala. ]
Stray Chat[ It’s going to primarily be an (older) Marichat and Adrienette fanfiction, and these two are going to be around each other nearly 24/7, (although they may not realize it) ]
Sleepwalking[ “The last thing he remembered was lying in bed, trying his best to finally fall asleep. He hadn’t slept well in a while, and once he actually managed to fall asleep, he usually woke up on the ground next to his bed, or dangling down from the side of it. His head always hurt when he was awake, and he felt more tired with each passing night. But none of this explained what he was doing here of all places. Adrien Agreste, the model and hero of Paris, was dressed in his leathery superhero suit, and he wasn’t inside of his own room either. How the hell did he get here?” ]
Tikki’s New Friend [ The dog was easily the height of his chest, and the young woman walking it could have only come up to his shoulder. But she was just cheerfully walking along beside the dog, chatting and laughing happily with a redheaded young woman. The dog was a big black beast—he didn’t know the breed then, nor did he particularly care, but it whined pitifully when its equally dark-haired owner paused to read a street sign. She just giggled and reached out a hand to ruffle its fur, and the giant’s tail wagged happily. ]
The Cat’s Out of the Bag [ Ladybug bolted through the school’s halls and slipped into an empty corridor before releasing her transformation and collapsing on the floor for a moment. Well, at least, she thought the corridor was empty, until she heard a gasp from further down. “Marinette? You’re… Ladybug?” In which Nino discovers Marinette is Ladybug and Alya discovers Adrien is Chat Noir. ]
A Stroke of Luck [ It was time for her to move on, she knew that. She was twenty-four, now a proud owner of her family’s bakery, and still hung up on the boy she had loved from a little more than ten years ago. No, that was wrong. She was still in love with the boys from back then. In which both Marinette and Adrien uncover a new layer of relationships. ]
TLC[ Adrien had a long day at work, but Marinette is the perfect remedy. ]
Appeler un chat un chat [ One night Chat Noir decides to make a joke about Adrien Agreste, and it just so happens to rub Ladybug the wrong way. But as their relationship becomes more awkward and confusing, Marinette and Adrien’s is just blossoming. ]
Someone To Hold On To [ Chat Noir finds himself looking for comfort in places more likely than he’d think. ]
Can I Get Your Name? - CoffeeShop!AU [ Every day, Adrien Agreste comes into Starbucks and orders a tall, non-fat latte with caramel drizzle. And every day, Marinette makes it a personal challenge to give him a different nickname. Little does she know that this little bit of fun will reveal Adrien’s other identity - Chat Noir. ]
Marinette, the Teenage (Sassy) Witch - Magic!AU [ Meet Adrien. All he wanted to do was live his life being the most powerful wizard in the kingdom. Except he’s cursed and a cat. Meet Marinette. All she wanted was to summon her idol, Adrien Agreste, save him from whatever spell he’s surely under, have him fall in love with her, get married, and live happily ever after while also being heralded as the greatest witch to ever live. Instead, she gets a cat. ]
The Cat Goes… Meow?[ He shakily looked down in growing horror expecting to see gloved hands only to find adorable cat paws?! ]
Curiosity and Satisfaction - Enemy!AU [ When Adrien agreed to this line of work, he thought all his focus would be on the job of catching the elusive Lady Luck. It never crossed his mind that someone else would catch his attention. ]
Teen And Up Audiences
Once Upon a Marichat[ Marinette’s late night run in with Chat Noir has put her on high alert. It’s one thing to see him as Ladybug, but his stepping into her personal life seems a little bit much. As he continues to visit her at night, her friendship with Adrien grows by day. Her life as a superhero and normal girl are almost melding together, the exact opposite of what she wants. Will she be able to conquer her shyness and confront Adrien? Will she embrace Chat Noir and accept him in her normal life too? Will she be able to keep up the facade of “just Marinette” around them? ]
Secret Santa[ Adrien and Marinette get each others name in their class secret santa and the gifts have to be perfect. ]
Heartstrings [ one of marinette’s rare unlucky days turns into something treacherous. thanks to a certain cat, the real danger passes, but there are other things to be more afraid of. her heart, for example, might be one of them. ]
Miraculous has unintended side effects. A chance encounter leaves Chat Noir in Marinette’s magic hands. Scritch and scratch, this kitty has needs. ]
Glaze - Obsession’s sequel [
He watched her fade, right before his eyes, and he couldn’t do anything to stop it.
Quiver - Obsession’s third part [
Spring in Paris, a time for flowers and love, for fashion and passion. But heated blood can lead to dangerous decisions and Adrien’s about to discover how hard things can be. Hawk Moth is on the horizon.
Adrien feels lonely one night, so he decides to visit a certain classmate. Things spiral out of control from there.
I Know You [
So Chat gets bored and decides to visit his Princess, duet singing is the result.
Le Petit Soleil[
“Marinette Dupain-Cheng was a fiery ball of warmth in his dull, dull world and he wanted nothing more than to lazily stretch out in her light and soak it in.”
About Time - TimeTravel!AU [ What might happen when the lucky duo meets their future selves? Chat gets thrown into the future and meets a future Ladybug while his future self ends up in the past. It’s up to Ladybug to get these two cats back to where they’re suppose to be while avoiding spoilers. ]
Truthful Scars [ Adrien Agreste has never been an expert in controlling his emotions. When feelings for his classmate in pigtails begin to arise, he can’t stop himself from seeing her any chance he gets—even when wearing a pair of cat ears and a black tail. Although his affections are strong and true, he doesn’t exactly know how to deal with them, especially under the watchful eye of his father. After all, what’s a boy to do when he accidentally finds out that the girl he’s got a crush on returns his feelings? ]
Rooftop Rendezvous [
Marinette is perplexed by the presence of her partner Chat Noir… in her civilian life. Maybe getting to know him as Marinette could help her understand him better as Ladybug.
Gently Into the Night[
Even heroes need a pick me up sometimes. For Chat Noir, a certain Princess is just the remedy.
Check Yes Juliet [ He was never meant to hear it. It was just a wry observation during a particularly smooth battle with an akuma, one she hadn’t even realized she’d voiced until her partner in crime stiffened beside her. “If only asking out my crush was this easy.” ]
On Her Balcony at Midnight [
She looks like an angel, and although he knows he shouldn’t, that she could be in danger if anyone sees, he can’t stop himself.
It all starts with a simple injury, but slowly Ladybug begins to really see who Chat Noir is, and Adrien begins to see Marinette…
Two Truths and a Lie [
The game is simple enough: two truths and a lie. What’s less simple is what Chat and Ladybug learn after playing. ]
Just Practice [
“There’s something I’ve been meaning to… to practice. You’ll help me, won’t you, Chat?” When Ladybug asks for a favor, how can he possibly say no? ]
A Million Kisses and More [
Marinette couldn’t believe she was in this situation. One could argue it was thanks to Ladybug’s luck, but Marinette hesitated to label ‘making out with your longtime crush on a regular basis but always disguised as your superhero persona’ as exactly lucky.
Key Weapon Association for Managing Incidents - SecretAgents!AU [
It all began between two organisations with a history of rivalry. Marinette is recruited by K.W.A.M.I., a secret agent organisation who gives her the code-name ‘Ladybug’. As Marinette devles deeper and deeper into the world of K.W.A.M.I., many secrets will be revealed, and many relationships taut with stress. Whoever thought A.K.U.M.A. would be such a threat?
Drowing Shadows [
It was fate who drove them apart, and it was fate who brought them together again. Here he was opening old scars, and here she was covering them up again.
La Curiosité du Chat [
When both Marinette and Ladybug take a trip to China to visit family at the same time, Adrien finds it to be a coincidence that’s impossible to ignore. He’s determined to figure out if his suspicions are correct, but what’s a cat to do when his curiosity gets him into more trouble than he bargained for? Well, it’s complicated
especially where feelings are concerned.
Sunlight, Firelight, Starlight [
Adrien knows he shouldn’t do it. Adrien knows that there will be consequences to this action and Adrien knows this is probably a bad idea but Adrien is not here on this rooftop, Chat is, and Chat is tired of staring up at the girl who hung the moon and wishing, and every fiber of his being is telling him to leave that behind and take the chance to do something with someone who is with him, on his level. So he does. ]
Pickup Lines [
She’d started to notice little changes out of the suit as of late. Each day she was getting a little stronger, a little faster, a little more agile.
The Night Patrol [
Ladybug and Chat Noir independently discover each others’ civilian identities, and start doing their own night patrols to secretly learn more about one another. In the process, they find themselves falling even harder for each other—but when they fight together, both feel compelled to pretend that they don’t know the truth.
I’m a Liar in a Way That’s Uniquely my Own [ “All the world’s a stage,” he purred. “I’m just the only one who can see it.” It shouldn’t have been possible for Hawk Moth to take Adrien. But then, they dealt with impossible things every day. ]
Won’t Tell a Soul - TurtleNino!AU [
Nino accidentally runs head long into the biggest most stressful secret he can imagine, but now that he knows the truth about Marinette he is determined to help her in any way he can.
Don’t Threaten Me With a Good Time - UndergroundFighting!AU [ Marinette thought she had reached her capacity for speechlessness and idiocy in the face of sexy. That is, until she saw Chat Noir.
Unexpected Surprise [ He was looking at her and couldn’t believe his eyes. A small, blond girl, with emerald green eyes and some freckles scattered on her nose – a splitting image of his mother, except the freckles maybe. He didn’t remember her very well due to the fact that she died when he was still a tween but he studied every single picture they had of her and he knew every detail of her face and now he was watching her playing with her dolls at the park. Her name was Emma. Emma Dupain-Cheng, to be exact. ]
A Werecat in London[ After an unfortunate encounter with an akuma while in London on a business trip, Chat Noir is forced to deal with the unexpected consequences. Can Ladybug help him return to his normal self, or will he be stuck for the rest of his life getting in touch with his wild side? ]
Satisfaction Brought It Back - BDSM!AU [ Most people rekindled friendships with people from high school over Facebook or Twitter. Most people met for coffee, shared pictures of their bratty children, and sent old friends Christmas letters once a year. Marinette was clearly not most people as she had somehow hooked up with her former high school crush on a bondage dating website and didn’t know it until he was standing in front of her with an identical look of bemused embarrassment plastered all over his pretty face. ]
So Ignis is the best option to be Noctis’ adviser and a gem for the Council, but he can’t officially become so because the Scientia are not royalty by title, and due to war and such they need to get him the title but only current way (legally) is for him to marry into royalty.
And Ignis ends up in arranged marriage to Gladio (because genders don’t matter okay stfu), bc he’s basically the only option (only close in age to him, and only single), but it’s a chaos because while they’re very good friends, Gladio’s a bit uncomfortable because he had never been with a man, Ignis had never been with anybody and doesn’t know if he even wants that, it’s odd marrying a friend, Clarus is always poker-faced and Ignis over-worries by not knowing if that’s good or bad, and after a few days Gladio starts getting stupid in front of him.
Like stuttering and face going red and brain freezing, and Ignis assumes it’s because Gladio is very uncomfortable about this (not understanding the crush, omfg the poor man), so it’s a mess and he feels terrible.
One day at rehearsal for the wedding things go chaotic due to Gladio’s nervousness, and in the middle of the mess Ignis leaves for some fresh air because he’s so frustrated and upset, and takes a stroll through a creepy old forest (because apparently that’s logical)
And there he goes super upset and thinks a lot of things: Gladio hadn’t acted as chaotic and dumb until their engagement; he was fine when they were only friends, so is the idea of marrying Ignis really that awful to behave like this? Maybe Gladio’s ruining the rehearsal on purpose to put the wedding off. Ignis knew he was not an attractive choice of a partner (always so serious, and inexpert, and so little physical), but he thought maybe Gladio could give him a good chance. That he reacts like this is offensive and…saddening. Ignis knew he was not the kind of man Gladio would like to marry, but he didn’t think he would be that repulsive.
Ignis tries to compensate the sadness with anger and thinks that, well, Gladio isn’t the kind of man he’d marry either, and starts listing all his flaws.
And then he gets sad again because he realizes that despite his flaws, Gladio is an excellent choice of a partner, and lists his good things. And he realizes Gladio wouldn’t treat him bad but also doesn’t blame him for not wanting this; “him, as handsome, so charming, so caring and loving, so outgoing and strong…stuck with me.”
So all the train of thoughts leads Ignis to get angry at how easy it is to recite the vows and doesn’t understand why Gladio can’t do that just fine, and so Ignis starts reciting the vows to prove how even in a random moment it’s as easy.
“With this hand, I will lift your sorrows”, he recites, “Your cup shall never be empty, for I will be your wine. With this candle, I will light your way into darkness. With this ring…” he looks around and spots a very hand-like piece of root, and slips the ring on one of its fingers as he says, “I ask you to be mine.”
There’s silence for a moment. Ignis doesn’t even know what to do now that he recited the vows. He thinks himself idiotic and internally jokes (if only in an upset way) about how he just married a root, rolls the eyes, and as he’s about to stand back up on his feet, the “roots” suddenly and very quickly move and get a ridiculously strong grip of his wrist, so Ignis panics and tries to get away, but this hand has like inhuman force and is pulling from him.
And suddenly there’s an entire figure raising from the ground and this majestic but imposing white figure surges from the ground and Ignis can do but look up, his wrist still trapped in that goddamn strong hand and
The stars should be bright tonight, was all he’d said.
Dany wrapped her fingers around the balustrade and tried not to feel foolish. She had every right to be here- this was her castle, her great stone balcony open to the winter night sky-
Was it so hard to be honest? she wondered at herself. What if she simply accepted that she was waiting here in a lumpy fur coat thrown over her nightgown, waiting for a man who had given the barest hint that he would come for her?