i blame sister my big sister

When you get dared to kiss a woman last night and you say fuck it and do


When she then kisses you right back, her idea.


When you both are down for more kisses.


It was her.

A/N: This is a highly requested part 2 of It wasn’t her. This is from Dean’s point of view. It has a lot of inner dialogue at first to set the story. This is going to hurt. I warned you.

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Dean x Sister!Reader     Sam x Sister!Reader     Mary x Daughter!Reader

If you had told me three weeks ago that I would be driving to save Sam and Y/N from who knows what with my mom riding shotgun in Baby I would have told you that you’re crazy; but here I am. Cas found a lead and mom insisted on coming with me. Having her back has been different, good, but so weird. I can only imagine what Sam and Y/N are going to do when they see mom. The thought of it brings a smile to my face; Sam remembers mom but Y/N was a baby when mom died. Y/N will finally get her mom like she always wanted, the thought of it makes me push down on the gas a little harder.

The car ride has been silent for the most part, sort of awkward but not too weird. Mom did bring up how she wished we hadn’t grown up in the life but I told her that it was meant for me and that Sam did try for a while; that seemed to make her happy. What made her smile the widest was when i told her about Y/N. How she balanced a hunting life along with trying to be normal. I couldn’t help but brag about Y/N like she was my daughter and not my little sister. Hell she was more of a daughter to me than a sister.

Y/N was twelve when Sam left; it was a major eye opener for me and I realized I needed to make Y/N feel more normal, otherwise she might want to leave me too. So I let her hangout with friends when dad was gone, we’d do extra training like he’d say but then we’d play soccer, go get ice cream, we were normal. Y/N went to dances, hell I let her go on group dates (that I chaperoned of course). She was normal, she even took college classes online.

“Y/N’s got it figured out best mom,” I say to her with a smile, “She has it all balanced, I don’t know how she does it. You’re gonna love her.”

“I know I’m going to.” Mom said smiling back at me, “You sound like a proud parent.” She laughed out. I laughed with her, cause it was true.

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If I go to my sister’s last cheer comp (the big one) (her last one)


Her dad is gonna be there too y'all

And he don’t know about me being trans and all

And last I heard he was blaming the faggots for everything wrong with this country so

But like he’s her dad and she’s trying to fix her relationship with him so she wants him to be there but also wants me to be there

And really none of us aside from my sister want him there

But I am worried tensions will boil over with my presence.

But it will also be bad if I am not there because it will solidify in everyone’s minds that I don’t care about my sister (which is not the case at all! But it’s how this will be seen)

So I’m trying to figure out which is worse

Am I Pretty Yet?

Seungcheol always notices the beauty in other girls. So why couldn’t he do that with you, his best friend?

Warning: Language

“Jeonghan’s prettier than you, so you shouldn’t date him,” Seungcheol says, making funny faces at Jeonghan. You know it’s a joke, but you’re a little annoyed.

Seungcheol had been getting on your nerves all week, pointing out all the pretty girls, haunting you with their perfect hair and body, flawless skin and smiles. You know that wasn’t his intention. He was simply admiring their beauty, and had never once compared them negatively to you. But you were still annoyed by it. And hearing that Jeonghan, a man, was prettier hurt. Whether it was true or not.

“You keep telling me who I shouldn’t date, can’t you be a normal friend for once and tell me who I should date?” He smiles nudging you slightly.

“I’m only saying these things because no one is good enough for my best friend. You’re basically my little sister,” He jokes.

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 I’d beaten two of Amarantha’s tasks, but I knew—knew it deep in my bones—that the third would be the one to kill me. After what had happened to her sister, what Jurian had done, she would never let me leave here alive. I couldn’t entirely blame her; I doubted I would ever forget or forgive something like that being done to Nesta or Elain, no matter how many centuries had passed. 

@the King of Hybern: this foreshadowing says you fucked up big time buddy. 

The Best Woman ~ Part 2 ~ Calum Imagine


Part 1

After sprinting out of the church and away from whoever was chasing after me I finally locate my car, lunging for the door handle tugging at it until I realized my keys were in my purse inside the church. I’m royally fucked.

“Y/N get in!” I spin around on my heel to see Michael ushering me over, his car idling inches behind mine. I quickly get to the far side of the car getting inside and shut the door while letting out a breath of relief.

“Why’d you pick me up Mikey? It would have been a beautiful service,” I mutter trying to prevent tears. 

“Actually I had been waiting for you so that you would have a quick escape incase you needed one. Luke asked me to. Apparently he heard your and Calum’s little fight in the hallway and he wanted you to have a quick and safe escape incase you needed it,” Michael said softly, eyes trained on the road ahead of him.

“Thank you so much Mikey I have no idea what I’d do without such remarkable friends,” I say as I lean to give him a mini side hug. “I’m so happy that Luke married you to impress girls because you are honestly the sweetest guy ever.”

“Aw hush up beautiful you deserve the amazing friendships you have and more. Incase you didn’t realize you’re beautiful inside and out. Now enough of the heartfelt sappy stuff lets get you back to mine and Luke’s so you can put on some comfy clothes and have a good cry,” Michael ends with a grin plastered across his face.

“Now you’re speaking my language Clifford.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Back at Luke and Michael’s

After I had a shower that had consisted of more water coming out of my face than the shower-head, I had gotten dressed in one of Luke’s big comfy sweaters and a pair of shorts I had left here forever ago. I was currently descending the stairs when I heard Mikey mutter a good bye on his cell phone. Seeing me walking down the stairs Michael quickly came to my side and started ushering me towards the couch wrapping me in a purple fuzzy blanket that suspiciously resembled one I had in my room. Once he had decided I was properly bundled Michael sat beside me turning his body so he would face me.

“So it sounds like we missed quite the wedding,” Michael told me.

“Mikey I’m not sure if you realize this but the whole point of me running out was because I didn’t want to hear or see Cal and the bitch get married,” I lightly chuckled.

“Trust me Y/N you’re gonna wanna hear this,” Michael says waiting for my nod of approval. “So according to Luke the first person to realized you had booked it was Calum and he yelled for you and went to follow until Luke held him back. When Calum shouted everyone else had clued in you left and Ashton got down right pissed. He stalked to the alter and punched Calum in the face thus causing the two to have a fist fight over your which then enraged your crazy ass sister. Apparently Luke said she started sprinting in her massive hooker heels and pounced right on top of the two boys! She started beating on ash because he didn’t make you love him and then Calum because he made you love him. She was shouting so loud that Luke is apparently partially deaf now but it’s probably just an excuse so he doesn’t hear me telling him to clean the apartment,” Michael huffs. 

“Um Mikey can you continue the story please? I’m kinda on the edge of my seat right now. It’s not very often you cause a brawl at your sisters wedding without even being there,” I exclaim dropping my head into my hands.

“Oh right I’m sorry, Lucas is just very difficult sometimes. Back to the story, after Luke allegedly lost his hearing the dummy finally stepped in to pull your sister off the boys, which thankfully caused the brawl to come to an end and the boys to remember you had fled. Calum and Ashton both rushed to their cars and Luke had to announce to over a hundred people that he figured the wedding was canceled and asked anyone who had filmed the fight to email it to him. I guess that Calum made Luke go with him and now they are looking for you,” Michael ends with a partial smile. 

“Well that was a plot twist if I’ve ever heard one. Did Luke say why Calum was looking for me?” I said trying and apparently failing to hide the hope in my voice.

“Y/N from what I’ve heard about you and Calum from Luke I learned that he doesn’t deserve you at all. You’ve loved him for how many years and he did he have any idea? No, he was too wrapped up in all his sluts to notice this amazing, beautiful girl in front of him that he could have to love in a millisecond if he had pulled his head out of his ass. You aren’t the problem Y/N, Calum is. I know its not my place to say and I’ve already laid it on pretty thick but I think you should think this through before you decide anything that has to do with Calum,” Michael says wrapping me in a big hug. Before I can get a sentence or even a few tears out Michael is back at it again. “Now I’ve heard the best way to get over heartbreak is ice cream and a gossip girl marathon,” Michael says clapping his hands together and standing up.

“Mikey you have it wrong, it’s chick flicks not gossip girl,” I tell him shaking my head.

“I don’t care, we are going to watch gossip girl because I’ve been dying to watch it but Luke refuses to watch it with me. Now you just relax I’m going to find some ice cream,” Michael tells me scurrying off to the kitchen while I just shake my head laughing. Out of the blue I swear I can faintly hear “single ladies” playing off to the right of me.

“Y/N can you get that please its just Luke” Michael calls from the kitchen.

“I’m a little concerned about what you have set as his ringtone but sure,” I shout back before picking up the singing phone.

“Hey Pukey can you pick up Chinese on your way back to your apartment please?” I ask Luke suddenly craving some chow mein. There’s no reply and I almost think Luke had butt dialed Michael but then I hear a faint sniffling.

“Luke what’s wrong? Did my sister attack your hair too? Sorry I couldn’t help it are you actually okay?” I ask mildly concerned.

“I can’t believe you never told me how you felt Y/N. I was your best friend,” Calum whispers between sniffles. Fuck I was so screwed. I take a big gulp trying to calm my sudden nerves.

“Well its not very often you spill your heart to someone when you know they’d just reject you for some slutty bimbo. Sorry for not considering your feelings,” I darkly chuckle finding a new found confidence after listening to Michael’s opinion earlier.

“Y/N don’t do this. I loved you too and I still love you,” Calum pleads.

“No you don’t Calum. If you loved me you would have made some kind of move, some kind of grand gesture, some kind of anything,” I spit out as the tears start to stream down my face. 

“How can you say that to me Y/N? You never did anything like that! All that you did was apparently lie about our friendship and perv on me from a distance,” Calum sneers. My heart leapt into my throat and nothing could stop me at lashing out and punching the wall closest to me, the tears increasing.

“Really? Are you fucking serious right now? Our friendship a lie? I was your friend first then I started to love you prick. And about the grand gesture it was me who had planned the big romantic picnic for your birthday not my skank of a sister. I was the one who slaved away cooking all day and used all the memory of our twelve years of friendship to have your favourite foods. I was the one that for months before had planned and planned the perfect afternoon, the perfect picnic, and the perfect speech to confess my love for you. But my sister had been two feet from the damn blanket admiring my handiwork when we walked out and you had automatically assumed it was her. I don’t blame you who would want the ugly loser to be totally in love with you when you could have a tall, popular, gorgeous girl who puts out within the first five minutes. I’m sorry the gesture I intended wasn’t grand enough for you Calum, and I’m even more sorry that I ever fell in love with an asshole like you. Now if you’ll excuse me I have to get my hand checked incase I just broke it. Let Luke know id like to see him home soon. As for your pompous ass I never want to hear from you again and I’m sorry it took you so many years to show your true colours because you sure would have saved me a fuck load of tears,” I spit into the phone.

“But Y/N…”

“Goodbye Calum,” I say hanging up the phone and turning to see Michael standing in the doorway with a big smile on his face.

“Mikey before you say anything can it wait until we get into the car please? I’m afraid I just learned punching a wall breaks your hand. Oh and Mikey can you please call Luke and get him to meet us at the hospital with Chinese food and Ashton? I need to break up with him but I’m hungry and I don’t feel like having another fight over the phone,” I say slipping on my disastrous heels and making my way to my saving grace of the day, Michael’s car.

Part 3

Part 4