he's already badass

anonymous asked:

Neutral isn't even fighting yet, but he already looked badass to me. heck! even his dialogues are badass!

oh my xD thank you so much anon-chan! 

Imagine – Sam helping you with your abusive boyfriend.

Word Count – 2,448

Pairing – Sam x Reader and some Sam x big brotherly Dean

Triggers – Abusive relationship, angst, really really rude boyfriend


You and your boyfriend Adam have been dating for three years, sadly. At first it was all rainbow and sunshine’s then after about a year, maybe not even he started getting very aggressive and jealous all the time which led to things starting to get emotionally abusive, then sometimes physical. Sam and Dean always told you to leave, especially after it got abusive but the thing was you were terrified to.

Adam would tell you not to see those “Winchester demon boys” as he would call them, and would beat you if you did. Of course you still went and saw them, they were family and nothing was going to ruin that.

You buried your face in makeup and put on the tightest, shortest dress you owned knowing if you didn’t you’d regret it after with him. Tonight was the night you were going to meet his “friends”, you were terrified.

“Hurry up, I don’t want to be fucking late just cause you’re doing your makeup.” He yelled from the bottom of the stairs.

“I’m… I’m coming!” You yelled nervously, taking one last look in the mirror.

“You look hot, good. Let’s go.”

The ride there was quiet, mostly like every car ride with you guys unless you were arguing. You felt a tear slip down your cheek, being careful of not smudging your makeup and being careful that he didn’t notice. You just wanted this over, this whole thing to be all over.

When you arrived to the bar you could already feel the night going horribly.

“Alright, my friends opinions on you mean everything to me, so try to act hot and cool, okay?”

‘It means more to you than how I feel?” you asked quietly, looking down at your lap.

He just growled and slammed the car door shut, making you jump. You climbed out of the car slowly and headed in with your head down. When you looked up to look around you noticed two guys who looked really familiar, one of them were wearing a blue jacket with flannel and the other was wearing a leather jacket – shit.

Once Adam yelled your name both of their heads turned to look at you with wide eyes. You tried to act like you didn’t notice them and walked off with your jerk of a boyfriend, sliding into the booth next to him.

“This is my hot babe, y/n.” Adam said wrapping his arm around your shoulders, filling you with disgust.

“She is hot man, way to go!” The one guy said, giving him a high five while the other two couldn’t stop staring at you.

“Where’d you two meet?” the other man asked you

“Um, I think here actually.”

“Nice, nice. Come here a lot?”

“Eh, sometimes.”

“Cool! Maybe one day you can bring me a friend, or maybe I can just get with you.” He winked while you gave him a rude look and everyone else laughed, including Adam.

The night was filled with just them laughing and leaving you out of everything. You just sat there like a log, sipping on your beer and thinking about how much you wanted to leave. You also would give quick glances at Sam and Dean while they did the same, not when you noticed though.

“So hot stuff, tell us about yours and Adams sex life! Must be so interesting.” The guy asked, making you want to puke in disgust.

“What the hell? No!” Adam gave you a mean look while you gave him one back.

“Sorry guys, she just needs to be reminded who she’s dealing with.” He said with an angry tone, still looking at you.

They went back to laughing and being childish when you snuck out and went to the bathroom, wanting to get away from their rudeness. On your way there you didn’t realize you were walking past Sam and Dean till Sam walked in front of you, stopping you in your tracks while Dean was in the bathroom himself.

“Hey y/n, how come you didn’t say hi? We miss you!” Sam said, bringing you in for a hug but you didn’t hug back, making him frown.

“This is about Adam, isn’t it?” He said with a sad tone and worry look, breaking your heart.

“Sammy, I gotta go…” you whispered, looking at Adam then looking back at him

“Why do you let him do this to you y/n? You deserve to be treated like a princess, not a – a Barbie.”

“You don’t get it Sam, you really don’t.”

“No you’re right, I don’t. But if you need anyone … I’m just a call away, see ya y/n..” Poor Sammy, always putting everyone before himself.

Sam walked back to the booth him and his brother shared, taking a big sip of whiskey which he rarely ever would drink. He was sad, he’s been sad since you’ve started getting treated that way. Since you started dating … him. He wanted to protect and love you as his own. He wanted to sleep with you in his arms every night, and wake up with you every morning. He wanted to take you out on dates on the days they weren’t busy with hunting. He wanted to help you hunt even though you were already badass, he just wanted to keep you safe and be your “hero”. But that could never happen now, cause of Adam. He knew you were terrified of leaving Adam, and didn’t feel the same about him anyways but he was wrong, so wrong.

“That bathroom in there is gross, man! I could barley –“ Dean stopped, noticing the tears running down his little brothers red cheeks with his quivering lip.

“Sammy, what’s wrong?” He asked, sitting in front of him.

“Let it out baby brother, I’m all ears.”

“She’s with that Adam dude, the one who beats her. You should see the way she’s dressed man, she doesn’t even look like herself. You should’ve seen how scared and upset she looked. She kept looking over her shoulder and she could barley look me in the eyes. I don’t know what to do.”

Dean sighed and patted his shoulder, giving him a sympathetic look.

“I’ll go talk to her if you want, okay? I’ll be right back.” Before Sam could say anything he was up and walked away, leaving him to himself again.


You walked out of the bathroom, trying to fix your makeup as much as you can from the tears. Getting lost in your train of thought you didn’t realize Dean was standing in front of you, accidentally bumping into him.

“Oh sorry – Dean?” You asked, panicking more when you realized you’d be gone for a while again.

“Hiya y/n, long time no talk. You doin’ okay?” You nodded, lying.

“Really? Cause that bruise on your wrist tells me otherwise.” He said, nodding his eyes down to your wrist with the huge purple and blue mark. You looked away and rubbed up and down your arm nervously.

“Closed it in a door by accident.”

“More like your boyfriend closed it into a door, why are you still fucking with him y/n? You’re a smart, beautiful girl who could get any guy she wanted! Why waste your time on that piece of shit?”

“Anyone I wanted? That’s fuckin’ funny, Winchester. Cause I’m pretty sure your brother doesn’t want me, so I can’t do much.”

“You don’t know that!” He said louder.

“Yes I do! Now, I have to go and deal with Adam and get flirted on by his “Friends”. I’ll talk to you at some point when there’s a case close by. Stay safe, tell Sammy I said stay safe too.” You said, walking away without a good bye.

“I think you’re the one who needs to stay safe!” He yelled, but you ignored him.

When you came back to the table Adam looked as angry as ever, if looks could kill you’d be dead. You sat back down without looking at anyone, hearing them talk trash about everyone and anything.

“Me and y/n best be going, we got other plans to do.” Adam said, making your heart pound.

“Oh, what plans? We were just startin’ to get to know the girl.” One of his friends asked.

“Just things we have to do, she knows those things.” You looked at him with fear, then looked over at Sam who was already staring at you with sadness and anger in his eyes, giving you a quick fake sad smirk after. You wanted to say something so bad, but knew you couldn’t with Adam around.

He grabbed your arm tightly and pulled you out of the bar, but the boys didn’t notice sadly. You were hopping they would so they’d come to the rescue, but nothing. He pulled you to the side of the bar, throwing you against the hard brick wall and punching you in the nose after.

“You stupid bitch, I saw you with those … those Winchester boys!” He said, punching you again.

“Adam, we were just talking for 10 seconds! Maybe less, fucking stop!”

“You probably fucked that punk looking dude in the bathroom, I saw you go in there with him! Disgusting!” He punched you again, but this time in the stomach.

“Adam – please!” You cried, holding your stomach.

“You are the biggest slut, and biggest let down I ever met. You’re a hunter and you can’t even protect yourself from a man, weak!”  

“Nobody will love you, and that’s a fact. You had the best thing ever and you fucking lost it baby, gone! You’re all alone, just how you started and that’s how you’ll die…alone.” He reached up his first but took to shock when he felt someone place their hand over it, and twisting his wrist after. You opened your eyes, realizing you didn’t feel anything hit you and you were so thankful for what you saw, Sam.

“You’re wrong on that one buddy, cause I love her. Also you’re not the best thing ever cause she is. You’re actually the WORST thing ever and you sure as hell are not a man!” Adam spat in his face while Sam just chuckled and threw him on the ground, punching him In the face after.

There was cracking and blood everywhere. It was on Sam’s fists, and Adam’s firsts but it was your blood instead of Sam’s. After 5 minutes you got out of your shock and realized if you didn’t stop him he was gonna kill him, which you didn’t feel like dealing with at all even though he deserved it.

“Sammy, please!” You yelled over his grunts and Adams muffled swears. Dean came behind you quietly and buried your face in his chest, placing his hand on the back of your head and running his hand through your hair softly, letting you cry into his chest as he held you and tried to distract you from the view.

“Come on, you don’t need to see this.”

You and him walked back to the Impala and sat together as you cried. He rubbed your back and would whisper sweet things to calm you down.

“Anything broken sweetheart?” He said softly, looking at your bloody nose and busted lip along with your black eye.

“No, not that I know of.”

“We’ll keep an eye on your nose, it’ll all be okay. It’s over… it’s over. You’re safe.” You hugged him again while he hugged back softly, trying to not cause you anymore pain.

“How am I safe? I have no home, and my stuff is probably gone.” He looked at you like you were insane.

“You are always welcomed in our home, y/n. Me and Sammy might be a pain in the ass to live with, but you are always free to stay with us for as long as you want. You’re family.”

You nodded with a smile, a real smile for the first time in years. You actually felt safe, like everything was going to be okay and that was a feeling you haven’t had in so, so long.

“He was cryin’ over you, you know?” Dean said, looking down at the ground.

“He was?” He nodded slowly.

“He was terrified, y/n. He was scared to death. I never seen him cry like that before.”

The sounds of Sam’s boots clomping caught your and Dean’s attention, seeing his fists still covered in blood and a little on his shirt and jeans.

“You okay?” Dean asked.

“Yeah, can me and y/n talk for a second?” You got out and walked with him, leaving Dean alone.

“I’m sorry I didn’t do that sooner, it’s just … when I heard your whimpers and his screams, I knew. I told Dean “man, this ends now.” And I meant it y/n. I really, really freaking hope you’re not going back to him cause I swear to Christ if I gotta kill him just to get him away from you and keep you safe I will.”

“I love you, Sam.” The four words he’s been dying to hear for years, the words he dreamed about.


“Open your ears, moose. I said I love you.”

He walked up to you, cupped your face with his big hands and kissed you as hard as he could, knowing his lips would be sore tomorrow but he didn’t care. You ran your fingers in his hair and kissed back, making him smirk against your lips.

“God, I’ve been waiting years to hear you say that.”

“Well get used to it because you’re going to be hearing it a lot more.” You smiled while he smiled too.

“I’m so excited to treat you how you deserve to be treated, like a princess. You have no idea how excited I am to make you happy!” You kissed him again while he hugged you tightly, kissing your nose, eye and lip after.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry I didn’t help you earlier.”

“Sam, better late than never. I’m so thankful that you came and helped, if you didn’t I don’t think I would’ve made it home alive.” His heart broke at the idea of that happening.

“Well you won’t have to worry about that anymore.”


“So, are you guys ….?” Dean asked. Sam wrapped his arms around your shoulders like Adam did, but this time it was different with Sam. You felt comfortable, and safe. He nodded and pulled you in with a smile while Dean smiled too.

“About damn time.”

reasons the Campania arc should be animated:

  • Zombies
  • Undertaker
  • Undertaker’s eyes
  • Ronald Knox
  • Grell (their first canon appearance since the jack the ripper arc)
  • basically the shinigamis in general
  • The Midfords
  • Elizabeth the fencing genius
  • Viscount Druitt
  • Snake
  • Sebastian
  • Ciel
  • The beginning of the contract
  • wet Sebastian

@deeda-28 and I were talking and

What if the whole Batman thing is Bruce playing pretend?

It started as a game he played with his parents. Nothing too complicated, but his favourite game. He lived for the time his parents set aside to play superheroes with him.

When his parents died, he hid in that world of make belief. That was when Batman was born. That was when Alfre, little Bruce’s only family left, joined the cause. Of course, Alfre plays Alfred because, in Bruce’s eyes, he’s already badass on his own. Previously, there hadn’t been a solid character for Bruce. But his parents’ death became his Tragic Backstory™ and suddenly, Batman became something different. Something darker. He felt utterly alone, and it bled into his game. He was a work alone hero, and that was that.

But then he found Dick. This little boy who, like Bruce, had lost his parents before his very eyes. And the Batman game shifted again. There was suddenly room for two. Bruce explaining the game to Dick is Batman training his Robin. As Dick got older, he became Nightwing. The sidekick role no longer fit him, and he excelled as an equal partner.

When Bruce found Jason jacking his tires, Bruce knew he could offer this child something better. He could offer him a home, a family, and he could offer him an escape- as the new Robin.
Bruce and Dick explaining the game to Jason was Batman and Nightwing training the new Robin.
Jason’s death was merely Jason losing interest in the game.
When Bruce rescued Tim from his negligent parents and introduced him as the new Robin, Jason watched from the sidelines. After a year or so, he decided that he wanted back in. And so Bruce and the others welcomed him back as their own little plot twist. Jason felt included, but he wasn’t pressured into being the goody two shoes that his brothers were.

Talia never played pretend games with Damian, and he was hesitant about joining the game. Thus, he was an ignorant and overly independent Robin at the beginning. Damian settling into life with Bruce and all of his siblings (because of course there are many) is the catalyst for the newest Robin settling into Batman’s own personal brand of vigilante.

Babs was never shot by the joker, she was always physically disabled. But she was a bright girl, the daughter of the police chief who always caught Jason and returned him to Bruce when he snuck out, and she wanted in. So Bruce created Batgirl for her. The joker crippling her was a reflection of Babs’ physical condition worsening, and her working past the wheelchair and eventually walking again was reflection of her condition getting better.

Catwoman was created when Bruce’s close friend, Selina Kyle, walked in on a heated round of Batman. She immediately joined in as a troubled young woman who turned to crime after being wronged by others, who were, in real life, her ignorant mother and her creepy boss.

Steph and Cass and Kate are girls who live on the block or go to school with the boys, and were ceremoniously introduced to the game. They spend more time at the manor then at home, and no one was particularly surprised when they moved in permanently to escape their uncomfortable or dangerous home lives.

Clark is an average reporter for the competing newspaper, but he’s a good guy, and thus the rivalry between Batman and Superman. He doesn’t know that he is the inspiration for a character in Bruce’s game. He just knows that the kids give him odd looks and giggle whenever he joins Bruce for dinner.

All other characters are Bruce, Alfred, or Selina running around with hand made masks on, chasing the kids and spicing up the game. Occasionally, other villains and heroes are played by friends who have come to visit.

Intense face offs between Batman and the Joker atop buildings are actually Bruce and Alfred staring each other down from the two couches opposite each other in the living room, speaking in abnormally deep voices, Bruce wearing a blanket cape.
Nightwing chasing Catwoman is actually Dick chasing Sel, laughing when he pins her down and tickles her.
The joker chasing Robin is Bruce in a silly clown mask, running after whichever child is Robin at the time, tripping over various pieces of furniture as his child remains just out of reach.

Nothing is real, it is Bruce and his friends and children coping with the traumas of their past.

Anything to add, @deeda-28 ?

anonymous asked:



“‘Kay, okay! C-Calm down, buddy, I’ll take care’a them!”

Lupin turned to the anonymous who was screaming at Jigen, clasping his hands together with a sheepish grin. He almost looked like a waiter who was tending to a rowdy table, politely requesting them to shut the hell up.

“If you don’t mind, heheh, could’ja put a cork in it and leave my pal alone?”


Jesy’s ink and my colors! Carolina, Rabbit, and Paige; Carlos, Homme Rabbit, and Page; and Walter Gals Maddy, Steph, and Michelle. Jesy actually drew everyone and then drew genderswapped everyone again because she’s amazing.

anonymous asked:

Have you considered having TinySpyAssassin!Steve take the super soldier serum only he's already so badass that instead of making him into the comics!Steve it just makes him slightly more impervious/quicker to heal?

It’s an interesting thought, but honestly, within the world of the story I’m not sure that would be particularly helpful to me, and at this point might actually disrupt the plot. Like, I joke a lot about there being no plot, but the action is pretty solidly focused on “Hey everyone’s trying to kill Tony, Steve kills them back with prejudice” :D 

As a smaller person, Steve depends heavily on stealth, speed, and superior technique to win his battles – he’s not someone who’s going to stand still and slug it out with an opponent. So I think he takes actually far less injury than canonical serum!Steve would because he’s not trained to use his body the same way. It’s like in IM2 when Natasha takes out like, thirty dudes with a piece of string, and it keeps intercutting with Happy basically having a boxing match with this one guy. 

Though it would clear up his athsma, which I’ve been having writer-guilt over not including. I finally got to write in that he uses a preventer inhaler, been meaning to do that for a while.