i miss knowing everyone else was waiting

The romantic writing of Dean / Cas (through deleted scenes)

OK, so full disclosure. This started as a simple answer but turned into a whole thing about TPTB and the meaning of deleted scenes and kind of therefore ended up as a Tink’s own small version of a masterpost of the writing of Destiel.

For me, deleted scenes are really important. They made their way to the DVD anyway so are part of canon, lets start with that. But they are deleted for a reason. And before that, they are though up, written, authorised, acted and edited for a reason.

For me the deleted scenes I list below are a big, core part of why I believe Dean and Cas are written romantically and that this is canon. Whether they decide to follow through on it is another matter but I and I know a lot of others agree that they are clearly written romantically and these deleted scenes uphold that. Then they are deleted. Now, some deleted scenes are for time but as you can see here, these scenes often hold key information regarding the overall narrative so clearly they are deleted because of the strong Destiel references. I like to believe this is because they just want to drag it out instead of completely get rid of it from the show, I was worried I’ll be honest before mid season 11 but since then I’m tentatively positive in that I believe the tides are turning and they will textualise Destiel properly and stop deleting these kinds of scenes, especially since season 12 has had so many similar scenes go through to the final cut…

The important deleted scenes for me regarding Destiel are:

1. The deleted scene from 10x23 

Cas states clearly that his time on earth has been more important to him than any time in Heaven and Sam and Dean are like family to him.

here’s a link. Basically it’s this:



As always Cas’s scenes that are just too emotionally compromising or hint too deeply at his feelings for Dean (even if Sam is lobbed in there too) are deleted, BUT this in particular has now been addressed in 12x12! So….fingers crossed?!

2. The deleted scene from season 9 

THIS IS MY FAVOURITE, IT IS SO IMPORTANT TO THE WHOLE SHOW, to the whole of the narrative for Cas and Crowley. 

Here’s a link to the video.

This one scene just kills me as it sets up Cas and Crowley’s whole arcs for the whole show and yet it is deleted because, clearly, no homo. As otherwise it is an excellent scene to shed light on two of the core characters of the show and reveals their motivations for their actions, which is what a lot of the fans have struggled with, saying these 2 characters are stale. 

In this scene Cas and Crowley discuss how they ‘dislike’ being human and how it’s so not worth it and why would you want to be human anyway (the underlying feeling being that they’re both lying and there is a reason they would like to be) - and then Dean immediately walks in and they share a glance. This is….. expositional screenwriting 101 ? 

I mean this is a classic - in fact it reminded me so clearly of the opening scene of a classic romantic supernatural love pairing in the cartoon Beauty and the Beast - the narrator says “for… who could love a Beast?” - and it CUTS TO BELLE’s introduction…

Originally posted by never-a-god

And yet they cut this scene. And it means we don’t get a clear narrative reason why Cas and Crowley do what they do and are who they are, and casual viewers who don’t look into things as deeply as all of us are confused and think they’re stale and uninteresting. 

Without this scene only people who really look into the show in huge detail, dorks like me, will know that Cas and Crowley are mirrors of each other and both their arcs up to a point revolve entirely around Dean Humanity Winchester.

Yes. That is what happens when you cut important scenes for a stupid reason, the whole show doesn’t make sense and fans get annoyed. *facepalms*.

There are probably people out there who think Cas still wants to be an Angel pffff because he said “I just wanna be an Angel again“ that one time. Yeah, that one time he thought Dean was dead and there was nothing left for him and he knew being a proper Angel would lessen his emotional pain and give him a purpose to focus on. But then, as soon as he learned Dean was still wandering the Earth he just… hangs around, pining, languishing in the blue bathrobe of despair, hoping to fix him. 

And when he finally does get some grace back (FROM CROWLEY - these two are so interlinked Chuck help me what a great narrative if they actually showed it properly) he doesn’t WANT the grace, Crowley doesn’t really want to give Cas grace either but he does it FOR DEAN, and Cas, he allows Crowley to do it FOR DEAN. This then also reminds us how earlier on when Cas steals his first lot of grace Dean asks Cas if he’s cool about being an Angel again Cas deflects and says he needs it. Not wants it, but needs it to fight.  

WHY does Castiel not want his grace back? WHY might Castiel have learned to love ‘humanity’? WHY might Castiel want to be human?


*facepalms again*.

3. The deleted scene from 10x14.

Here’s a link

This scene is not only is great for it’s own individual reveal - Cas and Crowley jealously pretending they dont care about Dean and perhaps he is the other’s boyfriend, even using the term boyfriend, I mean, guys. Could this be clearer? 

But this also just ties in to the whole end of the episode where Dean hands CAS the first blade instead of returning it to Crowley. HE CHOOSES CAS! THIS IS SO IMPORTANT (and is easily overlooked as it was deleted for *reasons*).

This, in an episode where Cas is clearly narratively paralleled as Dean’s Colette, where Dean is scared of losing himself and in a call-back to the season’s start and call-forward to the season’s ending Cas is desperately trying to save him and stop, to keep his humanity….

So, in conclusion… 

There is a recurring theme of Destiel (and Drowley) - heavy scenes being cut and this is hurting the narrative of the overall show. It’s not that these relationship are written into the show to begin with that is the problem as they are key to so much of the overall story arcs but the fact that they are written in, used extensively as key points in the story while being kept in the subtext and then when there is an opportunity to make it textual to make it make SENSE to the narrative it is so heavily affecting, these scenes are cut.


Why are they hurting their own show by doing this?!

So yeah, it’d be lovely if they actually showed these scenes that explains WHY things are happening to the casual viewer and Destiel shippers weren’t sometimes made to feel like we are grasping at straws. 

Newsflash, it’s like a milkshake bar there are so many straws in this show, everyone involved knows about it and plays on it and CONSISTENTLY WRITES IT INTO THE MAIN NARRATIVE.

Just search Amara on my blog, the whole of season 11 doesn’t make sense without Destiel. If God’s sister herself reveals that Dean represents humanity after the fandom had that meltdown after Metatron’s ‘in love with humanity’ speech, DURING a scene interspersed with Metatron just to remind us ;) If God’s sister has to work through the Dean / Cas longing to reach Dean, uses Cas to manipulate Dean, keeps talking to Dean about love and hiding things, holding back, if Dean calls out to Cas while in Amara’s presence and pretty consistently only cares about Cas during these interactions where Amara is present, even though they themselves are bonded by the mark, one of God’s most powerful creations…. please

And season 12 basically is one long Cas-focused parallel so they know what they are doing at this point. I want to trust Dabb but we have been burned before so… tentatively fingers crossed on this one now.

It’s just so freaking stupid to build a gorgeous story and through Chuck knows what, I like to hope it’s not homophobia but at these points I feel like what else can it be, they ruin their own narrative and make the story just flounder, not making a whole lot of sense because  they are not following through on their own narrative and we are therefore MISSING INFORMATION!

We are tired of waiting for this all to make sense.

Originally posted by thoughtsduringsupernatural

So I recommend anyone and everyone pay attention to deleted scenes. They are scenes that show that writers have noticed all the other subtext themselves in order to add to it, then thought about, written, acted out, edited and at the last junction been ripped out, and from these scenes it’s clear why, they all share a focal point - canonising or at least heavily clarifying the subtext between Cas and Dean and/or Crowley and Dean.

Because it is there, we are not insane. If it gets so far as to get acted out and left on the cutting room floor then it’s there and there’s a reason it’s been cut.

Asylum (Part 3)

Yes, I, Mod Loo, have created a part three. I’m sorry, I just love this AU so much, and I couldn’t resist. I hope you enjoy it!


The four doctors stood outside of the building, talking like they normally did. Nogla had gotten used to the asylum at this point and was in the same boat as the other three.

“Man, Squeaker will not leave me alone about gummy worms. He’s got like an addiction to them,” Nogla complained, fixing his glasses.

“It’s not as bad as Delirious. Still going on about me letting him out. And every once in a while he’ll slip a little extra in there, making it more and more uncomfortable,” Evan sighed, running a hand through his hair.

“Eh, you’ll get used to it. You just gotta keep pushing them back,” Tyler said.

“And hope that they get better. Ohm’s gotten much better,” Bryce said happily.

“We know. You wear the bunny ears he made for you everyday,” Evan replied, rolling his eyes.

“What? I think they’re cute.”

Everyone rolled their eyes and talked some more.

“Hey fellas, did ya miss me?” Everyone turned to see another doctor standing there with a smirk plastered on his face. Immediately everyone’s eyes widened.

“Brian!” Bryce exclaimed, going up to him for a hug.

“Hey man, you actually survived. We thought you were dead, you know,” Evan joked, giving Brian a pat on the back once Bryce let go of him.

“So you’re back from Ireland, huh? Well, you should’ve stayed, since we got a replacement,” Tyler grinned.

“Oh, really now? And who is this replacement?”

Tyler motioned towards Nogla, who had a blank expression on his face. “Uh, hi, I’m Nogla,” he said awkwardly. Brian broke out into a grin.

“Another Irish man? Thank god, it was getting lonely eating all of the potatoes by myself,” he joked. Nogla started to laugh, and everyone caught up with him.

“By the way, while you were gone, your patient was a pain in the ass,” Tyler said. Brian gave him a confused look.

“My patient? Are you sure you’ve got the right one? Cause my patient is an angel.” Tyler scoffed.

“He maybe an angel to you, but he’s really a sadistic fuck. Your patient’s fucking insane.” Brian was even more confused.

“Are you sure you’re talking about Moo? My Moo?”

“Uh, yeah. Who else?”

“You’re full of shit, Tyler. My Moo isn’t like that. I think Mini’s getting to your head.”

“Excuse me?”

“Guys, guys, let’s not argue, alright? Let’s just be glad that Brian is back, okay?” Bryce said, interrupting the two. Evan nodded.

“Yeah. So Brian, how many potatoes did you eat while you were gone?”

“I ate all of the potatoes!” He said with a laugh, causing everyone else to laugh.


Brian sped walked to his patients room with excitement. Moo was his favorite patient, and he had missed him. He quietly opened the door and shut it behind him, the grin still on his face. “Moo?”

Moo sat up from his bed quickly, turning around with a surprised look on his face before he smiled widely. “Brian!” He giggled. Brian’s smile widened as he sat next to Moo.

“I’m finally back from Ireland! How were you while I was gone?”

“Oh, it was terrible. I missed you so much, you know. I just couldn’t wait for you to come back,” Moo said with a sad look on his face.

“Well, I’m here now. Also, Tyler said that you gave him some trouble. Do you have any idea what that’s about?” Moo shook his head, a confused look settling on his face.

“No. I was being a good patient, I swear.”

“Don’t worry, I believe you. Now, I’ve got to go to check up on some others, but I’ll be back, okay?” Moo smiled sweetly at him, nodding. Brian smiled sweetly at him before getting up and leaving. Right after the door closed, Moo grinned and started to laugh manically.


“I swear to you Moo isn’t all that innocent,” Tyler argued.

“Well, I swear to you that he is. He said he had no idea why you said he wasn’t doing well,” Brian argued back.

“Can’t both of you just let this go? I want to enjoy Brian’s Terminator voice, not listen to him argue for a solid hour,” Evan finally groaned, looking at the two. The two stopped before sighing and finally agreeing to drop it.

“Thank you,” Evan said with a sigh of relief.

“This isn’t over, piggy!” Brian yelled in his Terminator voice, causing everyone to laugh.

“Oh man, that’s actually pretty good,” Nogla admitted with a laugh.

“Exactly. He’s the best of the best at impressions,” Bryce said.

“You’re damn right I am!” Brian exclaimed, earning more laughs from the group.

Okay, so here’s a recollection of the best day of my fandom life? #ECCC

I’m usually just here to make short, dumb, spazzy comments, so bear with me, because this will probably be long. However, I’ll try not to be too repetitive and remember the interesting parts. ;) Apologies if the pics are effing huge. I don’t do this posting thing - ever. hahah

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Simon x Reader #19

Warnings: crowd setting

Word Count: 2.7k

Requested: yus (kind of) and then I added onto the idea

Note: so sorry it’s so late after the match, but i didn’t really come up with the idea until 3 days ago – so enjoy the longer length instead ~K

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Originally posted by thisrawmeat


You were pacing around the hotel room, where you had spent the night. You were just waiting for someone to come knock on your door and let you know it was time to surprise your longtime boyfriend. Telling him that you couldn’t make it to the match this year because of exams, in reality, you had been working on surprising him with the help of the rest of the Sidemen. You hadn’t seen him in person for a couple months now, with your last weeks of school being busy and his schedule being as hectic as ever with the oncoming match.

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Love On The Brain (m) || Prologue

Summary: The Kim’s were a household your own family spoke of constantly but never in fond terms. They were deceitful, cunning and liars to the grave. Yet, when you meet Kim Namjoon, you find all these accusations to be anything but true. Still, if it pleased your family, you would keep your distance-and you tried. It was meant to be a one time deal, a quick fix for instant relief but as the weeks turn to months, you find yourself unable to stay away.
Pairing: Namjoon x Reader
Genre: Angst, smut, romance, friends to lovers, slow burn, mob au!
Rating: M
Word Count: 2,347

Originally posted by bangthebae

Namjoon guides you to the dingy bathroom in the back corner of the nightclub, the lights of the small space dim and the floors questionably clean. You go with him, allow him to crowd you back against the stall door, eyes flickering down to watch as he slips the lock into place, as if sealing you both away from the outside world if only for the next ten minutes or so. It’s quiet, nothing but the soft sounds of breathing as he stands before you, a solid form dressed in dark jeans and a tight black shirt. The material, cotton you think as you reach forward to grasp it between your thumb and index finger, feels soft, pleasant to touch. You allow your mind to focus on the feel, easing the hint of anxiety that comes with these secret meetings before slowly drifting your gaze back up to meet his own.

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Yes - Harry Styles Mini Series (Part 5)

Originally posted by prettylittlelarrie

Part 4

Word Count 4,655

You were now finished with tour and currently on a plane to London. Harry’s album had just been released the day before and he was doing a secret show that night in London. 

Harry had no idea that you were going to be at the show because you both agreed to just meet in LA when he was there to be on the Late Late Show. However, you missed him and you didn’t want to miss his first solo show because you knew he wasn’t just nervous about it, but it was special to him. 

No one knew you were coming and you weren’t sure how it was going to over. It would be the first time you’ve seen his family and London friends. By the time your plane lands you’ll have enough time to just freshen up at the hotel and head to the show nearby. 

You weren’t sure if you should surprise him before the show or after, but eventually, you decided on after because you didn’t want to ruin his little pre-show routine. 

When you got to the hotel, you took a shower, redid your hair and makeup and then changed into something nice. Once you were ready to go, you headed to the venue. 

You walked inside about twenty minutes before the show was about to start. It was crowded and hot and you were trying to figure out where you should go stand. 

You grabbed a water from the bar and started making your way through the crowd. You could see the section where Harry’s family and friends were standing. 

You bit your lip trying to figure out if you should go stand there or not. 

“Y/N?” Someone shouted. 

You looked behind you and saw a group of fans screaming your name. Out of the corner of your eye, you could see both Anne and Gemma looking right at you. 

“Hi,” you said to the fans. 

“I can’t believe you’re here,” they smiled. “Can we get a picture?” 

“Of course,” you smiled and took a few pictures with the fans. 

“Are you and Harry really back together?” They asked. 

“Uh, yeah, we are,” you smiled. 

“Aww, that’s awesome! We’ve always rooted for you two!” She smiled. 

“Thank you,” you smiled. “That means a lot.” 

“You’re welcome,” she said hugging you quickly. 

You laughed and excused yourself to walk away. 

“Y/N,” Anne said. “Would you like to come stand with us?” 

“Sure,” you said nodding walking over to her. 

You were even more nervous now. 

“I didn’t know you were coming,” she said. 

“Nobody knew,” you said. “I came as a surprise to Harry.” 

“Oh, that’s wonderful,” she said. “How have you been?” 

“Great, I just finished tour,” you said.

“I bet you’re ready for some time off, now,” she said. 

“Uh, yeah, a little bit,” you admitted. 

“Hm, well maybe you’ll be able to take a holiday soon,” she said. “You know while Harry is busy and such.” 


“Maybe,” you said. 

Luckily, the lights went low and all conversations were finished. You smiled widely when Harry came out on stage with his band. He put on his guitar and looked out into the crowd before starting the first song. 

“Hey, Y/N!” Lou shouted giving you a hug. “How’ve you been?” 

“Great, you?” You shouted back. 

“Same! Do you want a drink?” She asked. 

“Oh, uh, no I’ve got water,” you smiled. 

“You sure you don’t want anything stronger?” She asked. 

“No, I’m good,” you said. 

“Okay! But if you change your mind, let me know,” she smiled. 

You nodded and looked back upon the stage. Harry’s gaze was looking through the crowd again and he looked over at his family when he saw you standing there. 

A smile grew from ear to ear on his face with a bit of a smirk. When the show was over, you all headed to where the caravan was, since there wasn’t really a backstage area. 

You were sort of on your own to the side, while everyone else was standing in a group talking to one another. You sighed looking down at your phone as you waited. 

If it wasn’t for seeing Harry, you would have already left and gone back to your hotel room. You heard the door open and out walked Harry. His family and friends were cheering for him, but he ignored them as he ran over to you. 

“Y/N!” He laughed picking you up and spinning around. “What are you doing here?” 

“I couldn’t miss out on your big show,” you smiled. 

“Are you feeling okay? I know it was boiling in there,” he said. 

“Yes, I’m fine,” you said. “I had plenty of water.” 

“Good,” he smiled giving you a quick kiss. 

You giggled. “You were fucking amazing!” you smiled. 

“I was so nervous,” he laughed. 

“Harry,” Anne said from behind you two. 

“Oh, hey, Mum,” he said letting you go and hugging her. “Hey, Gem,” 

“You were great,” Gemma smiled hugging her brother. 

“Amazing sweetie,” Anne smiled. “We’re so proud of you.” 

“Thanks, Mum,” he smiled. “I’m really happy you all were here.” 

Harry wrapped his arm around you. “All of you,” he smiled kissing your head. 

“Well, shall we get some food now?” Robin asked. “I’m starved.” 

“Yeah, I could go for some food, what about you baby?” He smiled. 

“You know I’m always up for eating,” you laughed. 

“Sounds good,” he smiled. “I need to grab some things from in here, so we’ll just meet you all there in a bit, okay?” 

“We could just wait,” Anne said. 

“No, go on ahead and get a table. Y/N and I will be there shortly,” he said. 

Anne sighed and just nodded before walking to the car along with everyone else. Harry quickly brought you into the caravan and pulled you to him. 

“I can’t believe that you’re here,” he smiled putting his hands on your face. 

“You’re not the only one, but you seem to be the only one happy that I am,” you sighed. 

“I’m sorry about my Mum and sister,” he whispered. “But they’re just trying to look out for me. They think I’m too blinded by love with you.” 

“Damn it, Harry, if they already hate that I’m here, then they’re really going to hate me when they find out about the baby!” You sighed. “They’re gonna think I like tricked you into getting me pregnant or something.” 

“We don’t have to go to dinner if you’re not comfortable,” he whispered. 

“No, no I’ll be okay. Besides this is your night and you should spend with everyone you love and who loves you,” you smiled. “Besides, I don’t want to go back to the hotel just yet.” 

“You are not staying in a hotel,” he said. “You’re coming home with me,” he smirked putting his hands on your hips. 

“Am I now?” You smirked. 

“Yeah, you are, I’ve got too much adrenaline that I’m going to need to get out of my system before I’ll be able to sleep tonight,” he said. 

“And I take it I’m the only one that can help with that?” You giggled. 

“You’re the only one I want to help with that,” he smirked. 

“Good answer,” you smiled. “Now, come on we better get going before everyone thinks we couldn’t wait until after dinner.” 

“Well, we could pop out a quickie right here,” he nodded over to the little couch. 

“Maybe next time, loverboy,” you smirked heading to the door. 

“I’m gonna hold you to that,” he said following you out the door. 


When you two arrived at the restaurant, you could tell the air changed a bit as soon as you walked in and you knew that Harry could feel it too. He kissed your cheek before you sat down in the chair he pulled out and then sat next to you. 

“So, how does it feel to have that first show over with?” Lou asked. 

“Amazing, I mean, I was nervous, but looking back now, it went by too fucking fast,” he laughed. “But then again, I’m used to doing longer shows too.” 

“You were so good,” you smiled. “I’m… We’re all so proud of you.” 

“Yeah, really proud of you, baby bro,” Gemma said. 

“Thanks, everyone,” he smiled. 

You all order some food and some order some drinks, but you and Harry stick with water. Once again, nobody else was really talking to you, but Harry and Lou. 

Halfway through the dinner, Anne stands up and clinks her glass. “I’d like to make a toast,” she smiled. 

“Oh god,” Harry laughed. 

“Hush now,” she laughed. “I just want to stay how proud I am of you and how with each thing you do, I find myself being even more proud of you. And I’m looking forward to what you have going on next throughout the rest of the year as you focus solely on your career and see where that takes you.”

You weren’t sure what it was about her speech, but you felt as if that last part was a dig towards you and your relationship with Harry. That he should just focus on his career and not rekindling a relationship with you. Tears were forming in your eyes and you weren’t sure if it was the hormones or just the entire night, but while everyone else was cheering Harry on and clinking their glasses with another one, you get up from the table and rush out of the restaurant.

When you walked out, you didn’t even think about the paps that would be standing outside until you were blinded by the flashing lights. You tried to cover your face with your hands and walk away at the same time, but they just kept getting closer and shouting things at you. 

There was one pap who actually got a little too close to the point where he was knocking your hand away from your face. 

“Don’t fucking touch me,” you snarled. “And get that fucking camera out of my face.” 

“Oh don’t be like that,” he said. “Just give us one good shot.” 

You ignored him and kept walking until you felt arms around your waist and you being lifted off the ground. 

You realized it was the pap and he was trying to feel you up. You elbowed him in the nose and he dropped you down. 

“You fucking bitch,” he yelled as red liquid dripped down his nose and over his mouth. 

The flashing lights were getting brighter and closer to catch the aftermath of what just happened. 

“Y/N!” You heard from behind you. “Fucking move!” 

You turned around and saw a very angry Harry and Jeff walking through the crowd of paps. 

“Y/N!” Harry shouted again. 

“I’m over here,” You shouted. 

“You’re fucking over! I’m pressing charges you little bitch,” the pap said getting in your face. 

“Go right ahead! I’m sure the cops would love to hear how you assaulted me first!” You screamed. 

“You liked it and you know it!” He smirked going to grab you again. 

“Don’t you fucking dare,” Harry said pushing himself in between you and the pap. “You lay one fucking hand on her…” 

“I already did,” he smirked. “She’s got nice tits and they’re real too.” 

Harry only saw red and clenched his fists. He was one second away from drawing his fist up and punching the pap square in the face when security came in and made everyone with a camera get away. 

Angry tears were streaming down your face and Harry turned to face you. 

“Baby, baby, calm down,” he said softly. 

“I can’t! He fucking grabbed me! He picked me up and grabbed my chest!” You cried. “I should have broken his dick along with his nose.” 

“Let’s get you inside,” he said when he noticed people were looking around. 

Harry put his arms around you protectively and walked you into the restaurant. Harry walked you past the table containing his family and friends. 

“Lou, can you come with us?” Harry whispered. 

Lou nodded quickly as she got up from her seat. Anne and Gemma looked at each other worriedly as they saw the shape that you were in and the look of pure hatred and anger on Harry’s face. 

“Can you help her wash up a bit and calm down?” Harry whispered. “I can’t exactly go into the Ladies’ room with her and I don’t want anyone staring at her.” 

“Course,” Lou said. “Come on, love.” 

Harry clenched his fist again and wanted nothing more than to punch a hole in the wall and pretend it was that ass’s face. He was more than pissed off at the fact the guy fucking touched you like that. And if that wasn’t bad enough, you were pregnant and what if that situation escalated and harmed the baby. 

It was still early on in the pregnancy and he would be devasted if something happened to the baby. His thoughts were interrupted when Anne and Gemma made their way over to him. 

“Sweetie, what happened?” Anne asked. 

“Oh, don’t even act like you care, Mum. You two have been treating Y/N like shit the entire night and if you wouldn’t have done that, she never would have gone outside without me or someone to protect her and none of that would have happened,” Harry snapped. 

“Woah, what happened?” Gemma asked. 

“There were easily fifteen or so paps outside flashing cameras in her face outside and then one asshole picked her up and grabbed her. Like assaulted her grabbed her. She managed to hit him in the nose somehow and I got there before he could do anything else and then security got there before I could do anything to him,” Harry clenched his teeth. 

“Oh my god, is she okay?” Anne asked. 

“Did she look fucking okay?” Harry sighed. “No, she’s pissed the fuck off and so am I.” 

The door to the women’s restroom opened up and revealed Lou. 

“She wants you,” Lou said. “There’s no one else in here, so don’t worry.” 

Harry nodded and went into the bathroom. 

“Baby,” he whispered. 

You were leaned up against the counter with tears running down your face. You looked up at him with scared eyes.

“I-I think something’s wrong with the baby,” you sniffled holding your stomach. “It h-hurts.” 

“Oh my god,” he said rushing over to you. “A-Are you sure?” 

“Yes,” you cried. “I’m scared.” 

“MUM! GEMMA! SOMEONE!” Harry cried holding on to you. 

“What’s wrong?” Anne demanded as she rushed into the bathroom. 


You were on the ground now because the pain was unbearable. You gripped onto Harry’s shirt as you cried. Harry was beyond terrified in that moment, but he tried to hold his composure because he had to be strong for you. 

Your face had turned pale and you were started shake. “The baby… please tell me I’m not losing our baby,” you whispered. 

Anne, Gemma, and Lou’s eyes all widened, but Harry ignored their reaction. 

“You’re not, baby,” he whispered. “You’re going to be fine and our baby is going to be just fine. Everything is going to be okay.” 

You closed your eyes as Harry held you close. You didn’t know what was happening. You didn’t care what was happening as long as your baby, your and Harry’s baby was okay. 


As soon as you arrived at the hospital, they took you straight back and made Harry stay out in the waiting room. He was pacing around and running his hands through his hair. 

“Honey, why don’t you come sit down now,” Anne said softly. 

“I can’t sit down! I need to know if my girlfriend and our baby are alright!” He said.

“Sweetheart, come here,” she said. 

He sighed and walked over to the chair next to her. 

“Everything is going to be okay,” she whispered. “The doctor’s are going to take great care of her.” 

“But what about the baby…” he sniffled. “What if something happens to the baby?” 

“How long have you two known about the baby?” She asked. 

“A few weeks,” he sighed. “We found out while I was on tour with her.” 

“I know this probably isn’t the best time to ask this, but are you sure it’s yours?” She asked. 

Harry looked over at his mom with wide eyes. “How can you ask me that?” 

“It’s a valid question, Harry. You two weren’t together for over a year, she could have been seeing other people,” she said. 

“Well, she wasn’t. She didn’t fuck anyone. It’s my baby, it’s our baby,” he said. “And if you would have just accepted the fact we’re back together and didn’t treat her like shit, none of this would have happened.” 

“Harry, this wasn’t my fault and I’m sorry for how I treated her. You’re right, I wasn’t giving her a chance…” she said. 

“No, you didn’t,” he said. “And that was all that I asked when I first told you we were together to give her a fucking chance.” 

“I know and I’m sorry. I was shocked she showed up and all I could think about was the last time you two were together and how hurt you were,” she sighed. “Once we find out, her and the baby are okay, I’ll apologize to her and turn over a new leaf. I promise.” 

“Thank you,” he whispered. “They have to be okay. I don’t know what I’d do if they weren’t,” he sniffled. 

“Shh,” she whispered taking him into her arms. She rubbed his back and he cried softly in her arms. 

A few minutes later, a doctor walked out into the waiting room. 

“The family of Y/N,” the doctor said looking around. 

Harry quickly stood up. “Here! I’m Y/N’s boyfriend,” he said. 

The doctor walked over towards Harry and Harry looked up at him nervously. 

“Is she okay? What about the baby?” He asked quickly. 

“They’re both fine,” he said softly. “Y/N is resting and you can see her in a bit. Now, I understand that Y/N was under some stress prior to experiencing the pain.” 

Harry nodded. “Yes, she was, is that what caused it?” 

“I’m afraid so,” he said. “And if she hadn’t gotten here when she did, we not have been able to calm her down and save the baby. But I will say that for the next few weeks, she needs to take it easy. She’s still in the early onset of pregnancy and after a scare like this, it’s critical to make sure nothing like this happens again.” 

“Of course,” Harry nodded. “We’ll do everything we can. Can I see her now?” 

“Yes, the nurse will take you back,” he said. 

Harry followed the nurse back to your room. When he walked through the door, he went straight to your bedside. You were hooked up to an IV.  Your eyes were closed, so Harry placed a soft kiss on your forehead. 

Tears fell from his eyes as he watched you sleep. He laid next to you on the bed and put his hand on your belly. 

“God, I was so scared,” he sniffled. “I thought we were going to lose our baby.” 

“I love you,” he whispered. “And I’m never going to let anything like what happened tonight happen ever again.” 

You moved around a bit and opened your eyes slowly. You looked up and saw Harry laying next to you. 

“Hi,” you whispered. 

He laughed a bit. “Hi,” he smiled moving hair out of your face. 

“Is the baby okay?” You whispered. 

“Our baby is perfect,” he smiled. 

“I was so scared,” you sighed. 

“Me too,” he sniffled. “I was scared for both of you.” 

“I’m sorry I ruined your big night,” you sighed sadly. 

“Hey, hey, no, baby, don’t worry about that. I’m just so fucking glad that you’re okay and so is our baby,” he whispered. 

“You’re still wearing the pink trousers,” you laughed. 

He laughed. “I didn’t exactly have time to change into something a little more hospital appropriate.” 

You giggled. “Honestly, I can see you know wearing one of your Gucci suits when the baby is born because it’s such a special occasion.” 

“That’s actually not a bad idea, love,” he joked. 

“Oh, god,” you giggled. 

There was a knock on the door and Anne peeked her head in. “Mind if I come in?” She asked. 

Harry looked at you and you gave him a nod. 

“No, it’s okay, come on in, Mum,” he said softly. 

“How are you feeling?” Anne asked. 

“Tired,” you sighed. 

“You gave us all quite the scare,” she said. “But we’re glad that you’re okay.” 

“I take it you know about the baby now, don’t you?” You whispered. 

“I do, yes,” Anne nodded. “And Y/N, I just want you to know that I’m sorry for how I treated you tonight.” 

“Thank you,” you whispered. “I accept your apology.” 

She smiled. “And I just want you to know that from here on out, I’m going to give you a chance. Not because of the baby or because of what happened tonight, but because I know how much my son loves you and that’s good enough for me.” 

“Thank you, that really means a lot,” you smiled. “And I love him too.” 

She smiled. “The doctor said that you’ll have to stay over, so would you like me to bring anything for tomorrow morning or tonight?” 

“Uh, maybe a change of clothes,” Harry laughed. 

“Okay, I can do that,” she laughed. “Well, I’ll be back soon, okay.” 

Harry nodded and then looked down at you. “Why don’t you get some rest?” He whispered. 

“You’re not gonna leave tonight right?” You mumbled. 

“Of course, not, I’m not leaving for a second,” he whispered. 

You nodded and closed your eyes. 


You were discharged from the hospital the next day. Harry made sure that security was up and there were no paps outside. The nurse pushed you in a wheelchair out to the car and Harry helped you inside before driving you to his house. 

When he arrived, he parked his car and then came around to help you out. 

“Harry, I’m okay, I can walk on my own,” you laughed. 

“I know, but I just want to help you,” he said wrapping his arm around your waist. 

You walked inside the house and smelled that his Mom was cooking breakfast. “You can lay down on the couch and I’ll go grab your things from the hotel,” he said. 

“Okay,” you said. 

“Do you need anything else?” He asked moving hair out of your face. 

“Um, no I should be good. I didn’t really unpack anything, so you should just be able to grab the bags I brought,” you said. 

He nodded and kissed you quickly before standing up. 

“Wait!” You said. “Don’t you have a flight to catch this afternoon? I mean, don’t we? Maybe we should just wait until we head to the airport to grab it,” you said. 

“You’re not going anywhere,” he said. “You just got out of the hospital. Do you really think you should be on a long flight?” 

“But you need to go, you have work,” you said. 

“I’m not leaving you here alone,” he said. “James will understand, we can reschedule.” 

“You can’t do that,” you said. “Everyone is looking forward to you being on the show.” 

“And you can’t stay here alone,” he sighed. 

“Babe, I’m fine,” you said. “The doctor said I just needed to take it easy and not get stressed, I’d be more stressed if you didn’t go to LA than me being here by myself.” 

“Or should come back home with me,” Anne said walking into the living room with a plate of food. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to ease drop.” 

“No, no it’s okay,” he said. “Would you really take her back home with you?” 

“Of course, I don’t mind, but only if Y/N would like to,” she said. 

“If it means that you’ll go to LA and not worry about me, then yes, I’ll go. Plus, it’ll give your Mom and I time to catch up,” you smiled over to her. 

“See, it’s settled. You’ll go on to LA and Y/N will ride back home with us,” she smiled. 

He sighed and looked down at you. “Are you sure you’ll be okay without me here?” 

“Yes, nothing is really wrong with me anyway, so you have nothing to worry about,” you said. 

“I have everything to worry about,” he sighed. “I have you to worry about for one and our baby for another.”  

“But we’re both fine,” you said taking his hand. 

“Right now, yes, but what if something happens while I’m gone?” He whispered. “I’d never forgive myself.” 

“Nothing is going to happen and you’re only going to be gone for a week,” you said. “And then you’ll be back or I can fly to you in a few days.” 

“No, I don’t want you flying,” he said shaking your head. 

“Yes, Dad,” you joked. 

He laughed. “I’m sorry.” 

“It’s okay, I know it’s because you love us,” you smiled. 

“I do, I really do,” he smiled. 

“We love you too,” you smiled. “And we’ll be fine.” 

He sighed putting his forehead against yours. “Please, do what the doctor said and take it easy,” he whispered. “I’ll be asking Mum if you’re doing what you need to do.” 

You laughed. “Trust me, I’ve been working for months, I’m gonna take some much needed rest.” 

“You better, now you eat your breakfast, while I go pack, okay?” He said. 

“Yes, sir!” You joked. 

“Don’t be such a smart ass,” he laughed. 


About an hour later, Harry was about to head out to the airport. He dropped his bags by the door and came over to sit next to you on the couch. 

“I’m gonna miss you,” he pouted. 

‘Yeah, sorry my suprise visit didn’t go better,” you said. 

“It wasn’t your fault,” he said. “And as soon as I get the chance, I’m gonna find that prick and we’re gonna press charges.” 

“We can do all that, but it’s not gonna do anything,” you sighed. 

“We can’t just let him get away with that,” he said. “He grabbed you and almost harmed our baby.” 

“I’m not supposed to stress out remember? Trying to hunt down the guy and go through all the shit to press charges would do just that,” you said. “I’m pretty sure the broken nose I gave him, will do just fine.” 

“I wish I saw that,” he admitted. “I bet it was so bad ass and hot,” he smirked. 

“The blood on my shirt wasn’t,” you laughed. 

“I’ll buy you a new one,” he said. “I’ll buy you ten new ones.” 

“As much as I don’t want you to go, you probably should go so you don’t miss your flight,” you said. 

He nodded and leaned over to kiss you. “I love you,” he whispered. 

“I love you too,” you smiled. 

“And I love you,” He giggled kissing your belly. 

“You’re so fucking cheesy,” you laughed. 

“Only for my babies,” he smiled. 

Harry stood up and walked over to Anne. “Bye Mum,” he said. “Thanks for taking care of Y/N.” 

“Of course, now go have fun in LA and I’ll keep you updated with everything,” she said. 

He smiled. “Love ya,” he said giving her hug and then walking over to you one more time. 

“Bye baby,” he said giving you a hug and kiss before walking out the door. 

You sighed laying back against the couch. This was not how you wanted things to go, but you were thankful that your baby was okay. Now, you just hoped this next with Anne would help your relationship get back to what it once was and not make it worse. 

EXO WOLF: Reaction to when their pup gets taken

Xiumin: *he’s just heard the news that his pup has been taken away by the rival pack but he gets the entire pack to help him search for his pup and most likely kill the wolves who took her*

“say what now?”

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

Luhan: *he came back home, excited to play with his pup but instead, he finds you crying and you tell him what happened. Long story short, he’s planning murder*

“Jagi, it’s okay. It isn’t your fault. Don’t worry okay? I will take care of this and I will get our pup back.”

Originally posted by krismehard

Kris: *he’s completely furious that anyone would do anything like that. He understands that the two packs are rivals but taking his child was completely unacceptable. he starts to plan a way to get his pup back and safe at home*

Kris: D.O!
D.O: Yes?
Kris: Plan our next attack. Have zero mercy. We’re getting my child back

Originally posted by wufanz

Suho: *came back after hunting and heard the news of his missing pup and leads his pack with Kris to find his kid. his usually upbeat nature would completely change and he’s ready to kill anyone who gets in the way of him getting his pup back.*

“Guys, lets kill.”

Originally posted by mvssmedia

Lay: *he just wanted to play with his pup today but it turns out, his little baby was gone and taken away from him. this usually patient and kind wolf will not be taking anyone’s shit today and wants to get his pup back right away*

“This comes first. Anything else will have to wait. I am getting my pup back and no one is going to stop me”

Originally posted by prk-jihoe

Baekhyun: *normally loud and happy, baekhyun would be almost completely quiet, making the mood sinister and even slightly scaring you. everyone knows that he’s not going to play around - not when his pup’s life is at stake*

“Stop fooling around. Let’s get going. Now.”

Originally posted by xehun

Chen: *like always, he would think this was at first a joke but once he looks around his entire den, only to find that his pup really is missing, he will be devastated*

“Why do these things always happen?”

Originally posted by achenlove

Chanyeol: *just like lay, suho and baekhyun, he wouldn’t be like his usual self. he would be sad and depressed but would quickly push those feelings aside and focus on getting his little one back*

“I need to get him back. I have to get him back. I know I will get him back.”

Originally posted by lullabyun

D.O: *he was cooking in the den kitchen until he heard a loud noise and your scream. he runs into the living room to find a member of the rival pack with his greasy paws on his daughter. completely furious, the infamous satansoo appears.*

“You will let go of my daughter. You will leave my den and you will leave our pack alone. If not, expect to wake up in hell.”

Originally posted by nottomentionthepinscers

Tao: *while his pack is planning ways to get his son back, he can’t stop blaming himself for his son’s disappearance. he believes that it was his fault and that he didn’t protect him”

“It’s all my fault.”

Originally posted by koreancolorful

Kai: *just like Tao, he would believe that he failed as a father and blame himself for it. although, he would contribute to the conversation about getting his kid back more than Tao would*

“I’m sorry, please forgive me when I get you back.”

Originally posted by theweak-nd

Sehun: *after a long day of hunting with his hyungs, he wanted just to come home and cuddle with you and his daughter. when he found you sobbing, he ran over to comfort you. you told him how the rival pack took your pup and he told you that he and his members would go look for her first thing in the morning, but for now, he would stay with you and calm you down.*

“We’ll find her. I promise.”

*gif isn’t mine


His Human Mate - Part 4

So Frigga’s alive, and Odin’s a dick. I hope you guys like it! Send me any ideas that you have for continuing the story!


It has been almost a year since you had been abducted by HYDRA and your courting with Loki was coming to an end. As per tradition, on the anniversary of your courting you are supposed to meet Loki’s father, well adopted father, and ask for him to bless your mating. This means that you have to go to Asgard, and of course Tony refuses to let you go alone.

“I don’t need you there, Tony! It’s a meeting between four people, and you aren’t one of them!”

Tony lets out a growl, “I won’t let you go through interdimensional travel with just Loki! Several of the Avengers are going. Thor promised to give us a tour of Asgard when you’re in your meeting”

Huffing you throw your hands into the air, “Fucking wolf, fucking team”

“Fine, you can come, as long as you don’t cause any problems, and you don’t embarrass me in front of my future in-laws.”

Tony grumbles, “Still don’t understand why you had to fall for a blood-sucker. Could have had anyone else, but you gotta choose the one guy with bigger daddy issues than me”

“I love him, Tones. I love him a lot, and I love the fact that you two get along, but he’s had time to get used to your humor. Odin is already an asshole, and he hates the fact that I’m human and my brother’s a wolf. According to Thor, Odin has been pushing women onto Loki every time the two go back to Asgard, and you’ve seen Sif, they have to be gorgeous, and Odin’s pissed that he keeps rejecting them.”

Another growl leaves Tony, “You really don’t need his approval, you can just get mated with Steve’s approval, he’s the pack leader. You don’t need to go begging to Odin”

You rub your face and sigh, “I already have Steve’s approval. Loki’s still a Prince, and the prince needs the kings’ approval to mate according to Asgardian tradition.”

Tony walks over to you and pulls you into a hug, “He’ll love you once he meets you. When he see’s how much Loki and you love each other, he won’t have any choice but to bless your mating, or risk losing his son again”

You sniffle and cling to your bother, “I’m so scared, Tony. What is they hate me? What if Loki realizes that I’m not worth it? What if Odin refused to let us be together?!”

“Now you listen to me, you are a Stark, and Starks are as strong as iron, remember?”

You straighten you back and wipe away your tears, “Starks always fight for what they want”

“That’s right, Y/N. So, are you just gonna let Odin rule your life, or are you gonna fight for Reindeer Games?”

You roll your eyes and give Tony a playful shove, “You’re such an asshole!”

“But I got you to smile!”

Rolling your eyes you throw a pillow at Tony, “Go away so I can finish packing”

“Fine! Fine! But we leave in an hour, so be ready by then”

“I will!!”

When you finally walk out of Heimdall’s dome, because everyone but Thor and Loki ended up almost getting sick, you are speechless. You quickly head to the group of horses and one of the guards standing there helps you up.

“It’s beautiful here!”

Loki chuckles and gets up on his black horse, which is, conveniently, right next to yours, “I suppose Asgard has its beauty, if you like gold, that is”

You glance at him out of the corner of your eye, admiring how regal he looks in his armor and on his mount, “I actually prefer silver, but gold does have its beauty”

Thor’s booming laugh sounds behind you, “She truly is the perfect match for you, brother! Now come my friends, Mother and Father are awaiting our arrival”

“Don’t go too fast, Thor. Some people haven’t ridden horses as much as you have” Steve calls out.

You just smirk and lock eyes with both Loki and Tony, “Race you!”

With a final laugh, you spur your horse on. You can hear Tony and Loki take off after you. It feels like you’re flying, somehow Asgardian horses are faster than the horse you’re used to. You let out an indignant shout when Loki’s horse passes yours and he beats you to the finish line.

Loki laughs when he catches you pouting over your loss, “Come on, dove. You put up a valiant fight, however my steed is the fastest in Asgard, there was no way you were going to beat me” He brings himself closer and pulls you into a gentle kiss.

The others catch up after a few minutes and you three rejoin the group to head to the castle. “Thor said that we’ll drop you and Loki off in the throne room, and he’ll give us a tour until you get out”

“Alright, Stevie. You know that you didn’t have to come, right? I hate to pull you away from everyone else for so long”

Steve chuckles, “I’m your pack leader, I wouldn’t miss this for the world. I won’t let one of my pack members go through this alone.”

“I really appreciate that”

Loki draws up beside you, “We’re here, dove. We’ll leave the horse with the stable hands. Mother and Odin are waiting for our arrival.”

You quickly dismount and hand over the reins. “Are you nervous, babe?”

“I believe that mother will love you. All she has ever wanted is mine and Thor’s happiness. It is Odin who has always wanted to arrange a marriage with one of the other worlds.”

“Well, maybe we can convince Odin that I’m good for you. We can say something about my influence on you, how I make you less crazy”

He chuckles and pulls you close, “I’d go insane without you, dove”

“I know, my prince, I know”

Walking into the great hall and up to Odin’s throne is probably one of the most terrifying thing that you have ever done.

“Don’t be afraid, love” Loki whispers

You smirk, “Don’t lose your temper “

He lets out a low chuckle and takes you hand, “I’ll do my best”

Once the two of you are finally in front of the throne, you curtsy and Loki dips his head in a slight bow. The woman stands up, gracefully descending the stairs, “My son, it is good to see you healthy”

“Hello mother” Loki’s eyes widen when she pulls him into a hug and you try to stifle your laughter, “I’d like to introduce you to my intended, Y/N. She is a warrior of Midgard and …”

“She is a human.” Odin’s voice booms out, echoing.

This time you speak up, “Yes I am “

Loki clears his throat, “I have come, as tradition dictates, to ask for you to bless our mating”

Odin sneers, “You expect me to allow one of the two princes of Asgard to become life-mates with a Midgardian female?”

“Husband …”

“No, Frigga. She is nothing but a blip on his timeline, nothing but a Midgardian whore intent on gaining access to Loki’s riches. Loki, the insane prince, there is no reason for her to want him other than to get his riches. No one would want a failure as their life mate for any other reason”

“You pompous asshole!”

Loki and Odin both snap their heads toward you, “Y/N don’t …”

“No, Loki. I will not be talked about and insulted when I am standing right here. I understand that he is concerned about my intentions toward you, I mean what parent isn’t? But seriously? A Midgardian whore? Listen Odin, Mr. All-Father, Mr. High and mighty, I don’t really care what you think about me, I don’t need your approval. I already have the approval of my pack leader and that’s all I need. I am here to satisfy your traditions. And you really think that you can just insult my mate and not have anyone say anything?” You scoff, “You really are the complete asshole that I thought you would be!”

“Y/N, dove, please …”

“Loki, darling, I don’t need his approval. I’m not from this world. I came here for you, but I won’t let him insult you. As you said, I’m a warrior, and I’ll protect you from any kind of threat, even a verbal one”

You turn defiant eyes back to Odin, whose entire face had gone red. “Throw her in the dungeon, in Loki’s cell”

Loki lets out a shout, but the guards are already dragging you away. “Locking me up won’t make you feel better!” You scream

“Odin!!” Frigga shouts, “Stop this madness, this instant! She is a warrior of Midgard, they will not stand for this! You will start another war!!”

“Put. Her. In. The. Dungeon. I am king, Frigga, and you will not challenge me” Odin snarls

You wriggle and snarl the entire way to the dungeon, getting a variety of bruises and cuts for your effort. “Let go of me! My pack will come for me!”

The guard chuckles and throws you onto a square platform, “Let them come. They will join you in your cell.”

Snarling again you lunge forward, but are stopped when a shimmering shield blocks your path. The guards laugh at your rage, and walk away. Limping to the back corner of the room you curl up in a tight ball, hoping that your friends will be able to get you out. Tony always said that your big mouth would get you locked up, it turns out he was right.


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Part 5 … ?

sleeping devastatingly handsome

They can’t figure out this fucking curse. Cas is still as a corpse but still breathing, heart still beating, limbs still warm to the touch, but he won’t wake up no matter what they do.

“Fuck this,” Dean says for the upteenth time, shoving another book with another worthless antidote away.

“We’ll find it,” Sam says, turning pages quickly as he scans for more options.

Instead of continuing what feels like a fruitless needle-in-haystack search, Dean stomps off to Cas’s room. Cas looks just like he did last time Dean was in there, laid out flat on his back with his chest rising and falling slowly. He looks peaceful, like he could be dreaming about something other than the hell-hole he’s found himself trapped in on earth.

“Cas, buddy,” Dean says, flopping in a chair next to the bed. “We’re not finding anything. But I’m going to get you out of this, ok?”

He doesn’t expect Cas to respond, but he sits there in silence for awhile anyway, just staring at the wall above Cas’s inert body.

Every day since Cas went under, Dean has been coming to the room to talk to him. He’s not actually sure if he hopes Cas can hear or not, because he’s been saying the kind of shit he would never say if Cas were conscious, speaking quietly between them like the walls have ears. (They might; Sam is always lurking around waiting for Dean to have a moment of Feelings that he can take advantage of.)

“I hope you’re ok in there,” Dean says, leaning forward in the chair, elbows on his knees. “I, um. We miss having you around.”

Dean drops his head into his hands, scrubs his hands through his hair. “You’re part of us, you know? Team Free Will, remember? I can’t – we can’t – do this without you.”

Next time Dean visits Cas, he is disastrously drunk, went through most of a fifth of Jack on an empty stomach while everyone else keeps researching.

“I’m the shittiest guy,” Dean says to Cas. “I’m the shittiest fucking friend you could ever have, Cas. We’re gonna figure this out, and then you gotta leave, ok? You think you love me, but it’s just cuz you don’t know anyone else. Someone else will be better for you. Wouldn’t let this happen in the first place.”

Dean reaches out and touches Cas’s hand, his slender fingers. This vessel never gets gun and shovel callouses like the one covering Dean’s hands. And because Dean is drunk, he does something he’s only done in life-or-death situations before, touching Cas’s face, just the back of his knuckles brushing down Cas’s cheek. He kind of expects the skin to be clammy, but it’s not; it’s rough with stubble that’s not any longer than it was the day Cas went under but soft and warm underneath. “Cas,” Dean says quietly, voice breaking. “Need you, man.”

And because Dean is drunk, he leans further forward and brushes his lips over the place his hand just touched, just a barely-there caress of Cas’s cheek.

Dean is half turned towards the door, heading out, when Cas says, “Dean.”

Dean turns in a flash. “Fucking hell – Cas!”

Cas sits up and gives Dean a smile far too wide for someone who’s been comatose for months, but Dean falls into it like he always does.

“You – how – ?”

“You kissed me,” Cas says, touching his cheek like he can still feel the ghost of Dean’s mouth.

“I’m really fucking drunk, I’m sorry, it didn’t mean –”

“It’s a Sleeping Beauty curse, Dean,” Cas says.

Dean gulps. He can guess what Cas is going to say next.

“True love’s kiss,” Cas says, “is the only way to disable the curse.”

It’s different when it’s someone you love.

I just had the best and most terrible weekend all rolled into one. I’ll preface by saying that this was the first time I’ve had two days off in a row in 6 months. I have literally been looking forward to this weekend for the past two months. I like to work, but I was on the verge of loosing it on some poor unsuspecting soul. For my two days I decided to suck it up and make the 7 hour trip north to visit my mother and the rest of my family who live in the middle of nowhere. I had a great visit. We went hiking, I got to see the baby cows (four of them!), and most importantly I got to sleep in!!! Apart from being mothers day it was also my step-dads 50th birthday so we had a huge party planned. This is where things kind of fall apart.

Then there was a scream.

Someone pulled me away from my conversation. I turned and saw my uncle lying on the ground. One of my aunts was already next to him. His breathing was agonal. His face was cyanotic. My aunt checked the pulse and shouted to me that there wasn’t one. I checked the carotid and the radial.


I started compression’s. Shit. I started counting. “1,2,3….”

I could hear his wife screaming in the background. Someone else was crying. Someone else shouted to call 911, I could hear them on the phone talking.

“29, 30…two breaths!” I hear myself shout. I saw my aunt grimace a little before bending over to breathe life into her brother-in-law. Continue compression’s.

We live in the middle of nowhere. It is two hours to the nearest “big” city. Forty minutes to the nearest hospital. The volunteer fire department is three miles away but it will take longer for them to get to the department than to get to the house.

“28, 29, 30…two breaths!” I’m on my second round of compression’s. Shit, shit, shit. Hard and fast I tell myself taking a moment to appreciate the craziness of the situation.

Third round of compression’s. I can feel my arms start to burn. I’m going to need to switch out at the pulse check. My uncle is not small. I shout for my mother to take over at the pulse check.

Fourth round, “29, 30… pulse check.”

There’s a pulse.

We don’t roll him to the recovery position. He’s fallen four feet off of a bar stool onto his head. We hold c-spine. We wait. I try to piece together what happened. Someone notes that he was unconscious before he hit ground.

It’s ten minutes before the ambulance crew gets there and miraculously he’s starting to wake up. Crazy. Waking up. Waking up!!!!

I relay what was done and then stand up to let them work. I find that I’m shaking so bad that I have to sit down. One of my great-uncles who in his day was a volunteer EMT pulls me to the side. He then proceeds to reprimand me for doing CPR. I ignore him as they load my uncle into the ambulance. My great-uncle gets in with him. They’re all buddies.

They take him to the nearest ER. I wait with everyone else. He’s awake, he’s stable! The ER doctor wants to know what happened. I tell him. It turns out that NONE of the EMS providers told the physician that compression’s were performed. They transfer him to the bigger hospital.

My uncle is okay. He’s awake and he’s ALIVE!!!!!

I didn’t think much about what my great-uncle said but now I can’t stop replaying it in my head. Should I have done compression’s. Did I miss a pulse? Did we both miss it? Did we cause more harm than good? He’s alive you say, why does it matter? I keep seeing his face when I close my eyes. It’s blue and he’s gurgling. Yes, I did the right thing. But, that certainly doesn’t seem to be enough to stop me from thinking about it. It’s playing like video in my head on repeat. I can’t make it stop. I want it to go away.

It’s different when it’s someone you love.

Knocking On Heaven’s Door

Characters: Shawn x Dana 

Requested: Nope. But was inspired after listening to this song

POV: None

Warnings: None. But grab some tissues.

“Thank you guys so much! I love you all! Have a great night!” Shawn yelled out joyously to his adoring crowd. After each show, he had to take a minute to sink everything in. Nothing, but great things and people had come his way. Not knowing what he did to deserve such a wonderful life, but he nonetheless he was always thankful.  

Of course, Shawn couldn’t have done it without his loving family, talented band members, supportive best friends, and especially his amazing girlfriend. As long as they were all in his life, he was happy and felt like he could take on whatever the world had to throw at him.

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you already died once (please god I can’t lose you again)

Bellamy x Clarke

Words: 1291

Summary: Bellamy has listened to Clarke over the radio for over two years until one day she doesn’t talk and Bellamy thinks the worst

Author’s notes: So I decided to make myself even sadder because apparently Arrow and the 100 didn’t kill me enough so here you go suffer with me haha hope you enjoy!

It had been two years. Two years of being back on the ark. Two years of hearing Clarke’s voice over the radio. And two years of not being able to reply back.

Bellamy and the rest of the gang were surviving. Surviving, but not really living. Being back on the ark brought back bad memories and only reminded them of how far they were from their loved ones. It was hard to feel alive when you didn’t know if everybody you loved were dead or alive.

Primfaiya had come and gone. Earth looked completely wasted. They just sat there staring out the window trying to hope for the best.

The only thing that kept everyone going, especially Bellamy was hearing Clarke’s voice every day.

Clarke had made contact four days after Primfaiya.

Raven and Monty had boosted the power on the ark and everything had slowly crackled to life. After the power was restored, everybody went about fixing up the place to ensure it was in running condition.

Bellamy was fixing some wiring in the control room when a stray radio device crackled. Bellamy looked over at it with furrowed brows, but quickly turned back to his work figuring that it was nothing, but then he heard a voice.


Bellamy jumped and ran over to the device, grabbing it and messing around with the wiring to try and get the voice more clear. 


His heart jumped. 

“Bell- Bellamy come in. Does anyone copy?”

Bellamy dropped the radio in shock. It was Clarke.

Her voice came through again and he flinched, dropping the radio to the ground.

“Hello? Does anyone copy?”

Bellamy dropped to the ground and scrambled to grab the radio.

“Clarke? Clarke! I’m here.”

“Bellamy I don’t know if you can hear me, but if you can, I just wanted to let you know that I’m alive. I’ve survived Primfaiya. I don’t know how, but I’m still here.”

“Clarke. Clarke. Please, I’m here do you copy?”

But she continued as if she couldn’t hear him.

Bellamy fussed with the radio trying over and over and over to fix it, but nothing worked.

He yelled in frustration and shouted for the others, who quickly came running in.

“What?!” Raven panted.

Bellamy held out the device.

“Clarke.” His voice cracked, “It’s Clarke.”

Everybody stared at him in disbelief.

“What that’s not possible.”

“Bellamy, she’s dead.”

“Primfaiya wiped out everything.”

“Bellamy maybe you should sit down. You thought you heard her yesterday, but it wasn’t her.”

Bellamy snapped. “No. She’s there. I heard her. I’m not hallucinating. She’s there. Just listen.”

And as if on command, Clarke’s voice came through.

“Thought I would try again one last time today. I’ll do this every day. Hopefully, I’ll get through one day. I hope you are all alright.”

Everybody’s mouths dropped open.

Murphy smirked, “Well what do you know, she’s still alive.”

“Of course she is.” Bellamy smiled.

Raven ran and grabbed the radio.

“It doesn’t work. I’ve been trying to respond, but she can’t hear me. Please. We can’t lose Clarke. We can’t lose her.”

“I’ll get it to work.” Raven promised.

But they were never able to get it to work. Clarke spoke to them every day.

Well to Bellamy mostly.

He held onto that radio as if it was his lifeline. The first few weeks everybody would crowd around the radio and listen to Clarke, but as the months passed Bellamy was left alone to listen.

He wouldn’t let the radio leave his sight. He didn’t want to miss hearing her talk.

And she spoke every day.

Until the day she didn’t.

Bellamy listened to Clarke speak for 2 full years. She never missed a day. Bellamy could tell she was slowly falling apart. She was alone. The only person she talked to was him. And he couldn’t even respond.

It was a few weeks after the second year on the ark when it happened.

Everything on the ark was running smoothly. Power was strong. Air was fresh. Food was growing. And everybody was alive. Murphy and Emori were in their own little world together. Monty and Harper were sad but tried to focus on each other. Echo enjoying her time on the ark, but she couldn’t complain because she was alive.

Raven and Bellamy were living in pain. Neither had anyone to lean on and were so focused on getting back home to their family. They tried to lean on each other, but it just wasn’t the same. So they spent most of their time fixing the ark and ensuring that everything would be ready in a few years to get home.

One night Bellamy was sitting in his room. It was late. He hadn’t heard from Clarke yet, but he wasn’t too worried. Sometimes she radioed late in the night.

However, the hours passed and passed and passed. And she didn’t radio.

Bellamy grew worried and stared at the radio with apprehension. An hour later he was pacing his room and as the minutes ticked down to the next day he slammed his fists onto his table and slid them across throwing everything off with a loud bang.

He slid to the ground gripping his hair and breathing hard. He raised his head staring at the radio across the room. It stayed silent.

Clarke couldn’t be dead. She had survived this long. She just couldn’t be.

Bellamy didn’t sleep that night. He just sat there staring at the wall.

Clarke had died once. And then he got her back. Now she was gone again. There was no way she was coming back this time. The odds were stacked against him.

A few days ago he couldn’t wait to get back down to Earth. To be reunited with Clarke. To hold her in his arms like he had done so long ago. But how could he go back now? Knowing that she wouldn’t be there. That he wouldn’t see her again. Or hold her again.

The day passed and Bellamy didn’t move from the floor. He could hear everybody moving about on the ark, but nobody disturbed him.

The second day was drawing to a close when the radio sparked to life.

Bellamy raised his head slowly, not wanting to believe that it was actually making noise. He didn’t know if he could trust his own mind.


Bellamy flinched back.

“Hey. It’s me. Clarke. I’m sorry I didn’t message yesterday. I….um a lot happened.” She drew in a deep shaky breath, “I found a girl. And God, Bell she’s so young and scared and alone, but she’s a fighter. So strong and resilient. So full of life. She reminds me a lot of your sister.”

Bellamy’s breath caught in his throat thinking of his baby sister. Octavia was still trapped in the bunker with everybody else. He didn’t know if they were still alive. If she was still alive. But God, he hoped that she was. He needed her to be. 

“I’m glad I have someone now. You all have each other up there. But I’ve been so alone. Now I have her. I’m going to train her and raise her. I can’t wait for you to meet her one day. I can’t wait to see you one day. I miss you. All of you. I hope you’re alright. Tell everyone I say hi and I’ll message you tomorrow.”

Bellamy felt as if a huge weight had been lifted off his body. He could breathe again. He stood up slowly his shaking hand reaching out to grab the radio.

He laid on his bed and quickly fell off to sleep clutching the radio.

I can’t wait to see you too.

And Clarke never missed another day. Until the day that they would meet again. 

Author’s notes: @iamafantasticbeast alright so I got bored and wrote the fic of my post earlier today haha

But You’re the Bad Guy (part 2) - Theo Raeken

Part 1 - Part 3 - Part 4


*Two weeks since make out sesh*

Theo and I have been sneaking around town lately, no one knew of our secret rendezvous but us and we wanted to keep it that way for as long as possible.

“so you never did answer my question in the car” Theo stated as I laid with my head on his chest “hmm?” I hummed “are you mine?” Theo asked looking down at me,I thought about everything i was putting on the line by answering this question I sat up from my place and Theo joined me “Theo i like you, like really like you but you’re the bad guy” I frowned Theo studied my facial features with furrowed brows “then why are you with me?” he finally spoke he sounded fragile like i broke his heart “i don’t know” I looked down avoiding his stare “screw it, i’m doing this for myself no one else” I kissed him with need Theo broke away “what does that mean?” completely taken back “it means i’m yours” I smiled “wait what?” I rolled my eyes “idiot” “hey i’m many thing but that’s not one of them” Theo pouted “yes you’re my idiot” I pecked his lips and laid back next to him looking up at the stars forgetting about everyone and just living in this moment with Theo.

“hey y/n we missed you this weekend” Stiles started “yeah where were you?” Scott wondered “oh i had a thing with my mom” I lied “oh what?” Stiles asked “It was a stargazing night at a friend’s country club” I replied “hm” Scott made me nervous “why didn’t you invite us?” Scott pressed “it was a plus one thing” I recounted “oh” they both smiled “we’re just pulling your leg” Stiles spoke and they started laughing. Man i really thought they found out “anyways i gotta get going” I waved them goodbye and left, I had to meet Theo in the janitor’s closet. We’ve been meeting there for private chats ever since we kissed in his truck,I hurried before my chemistry class practically running to the room.

I knocked twice on the door Theo opened it and let me in immediately kissing me and grabbing a hold of my waist. Moments like these made everything worth while even before we became ‘official’ Theo and I hung out like friends,movie nights and long chats over everything and anything. 

“Theo i hate to cut this short but i have class” I said breaking away from him “don’t go” he begged “sorry babes” I pecked his cheek and left making sure no one saw me then made my way to class.

I arrived a few moments before the bell getting to my seat then my phone buzzed I opened my messages descretly 

<3 Idiot <3: can we meet after class?

Me: sure, where?

<3 Idiot <3: under the bleachers?

Me: kks x

“Ms.Y/l/n am I distracting you?” Mrs.Yenings asked “no ma’am i’m sorry” I was sincere but she didn’t believe me “you know the rules Y/n” she stated grabbing some papers and making her way to me “next time it’ll be doubled” she sassed more chemistry homework what am i going to do?! 

After class i ran into Stiles and Malia “whoa slow down speedy” Stiles joked holding me “what’s the matter?” Malia frowned but holding a serious glare “ugh I have 6 pages of chemistry homework all thanks to texti-” I stopped myself “texting who?” Malia narrowed her eyes at me “my mom” I deceived “i’ll help you with your work” Stiles smiled “really? that’d be great thank you” I hugged him then said bye and was off to see Theo.

I made it to him out of breath “sorry” “i’m” “late” I say tired Theo laughs and holds me “that’s okay love” he smiled “so I was wondering if you wanted to go out of town and watch a movie?” I tried to regain my breath when I was ready I replied “cant i have a ton of homework Stiles is gonna help me with” “oh” Theo frowned even only for a second “that’s ok how ‘bout tomorrow?” he perked up “yeah sure” I smiled up at him; the bell rang signalling our next class “you go first this time” I told Theo he kissed me and was on his way.

“Theo what are doing you here?” I froze it was Scott “isn’t it obvious i’m walking” Theo spat what a smartass “get lost” Stiles told him “whoa Stilinski who died and made you Alpha” no no no was all that went through my mind “don’t worry I’m leaving” Theo raised his hands in defence.

I waited for Scott and Stiles to be away from where I was, once the coast was clear I walked out now being 10 minutes late for class “Y/n what aren’t you in class?” Liam asked “i needed some air i wasn’t feeling too good” I was technically not lying “oh why? what’s wrong?” Liam came closer “Mrs.Yenings gave me extra homework for answering my mom’s text message” I sulked “yeah she’s a tough one” Liam was telling the truth she’s so hard on everyone “Liam!” Scott called “well thats my cue,see ya” he waved and ran over to Scott.

Now i was fifteen minutes late for class so i didn’t bother going i walked around to find Malia seated on the bleacher “Y/n decided to watch practice?” she smiled “actually yeah” I smiled back Stiles noticed me and ran over. He was sweaty from running laps and out of breath “hey” “y/n” he struggled for air falling over.

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“man i hate running” Stiles expressed getting back up, he hasn’t been much of an athlete even from childhood Scott always forced him into lacrosse and finally he took it up and loves it but hates the work he has to put into it. “how does 6:30 tonight your house,sound? i’ll order us some pizza” he smiled having fully regained his breath “sounds great” I smiled “Stilinski! Stop talking to the girls and get over here” Coach called

After school Theo took him me home I decided against bringing up the whole Scott,Stiles thing so we just chatted about movies to watch tomorrow we decided on a rom-com. Theo was such a sweetheart with me but a complete jerk with everyone else it fascinated me truly.

Stiles arrived on time I opened the door to him holding his notebook under his arm and a medium pizza that smelt delicious “yummy” I moved to let him through “mom’s on a business trip so we’re good for interruptions” i smiled remembering the last time Stiles came over a month ago we were watching Star  Wars again and my mom kept asking us to explain what was happening even though she was in the other room and wasn’t watching it;Stiles and I filled up on pizza before we got into working.

 “I hate chemistry” I admitted half way through our study session “then why’d you take it?” he was curious “my mom thought it was best” I shrugged “let’s take a break and go to the coffee shop” he offered “yeah i need some coffee and a break” I smiled getting up.

The car ride to the coffee shop was eventful we sang along to the radio like old times and got there in a great mood. Stiles parked the jeep close to the entrance,we got out and made our way inside. We chose the table near the window the waitress came over fairly quick “hi i’m Jessica what can i get you two?” she asked politely “um i’ll have a ice cappuccino” I smiled “me too” Stiles added Jessica wrote it in her notepad then left. 

Soon Jessica gave us our drinks “if you need anything let me know” she smiled and walked away “Stiles i cant thank you enough on helping me with chem” I sincerely told him he just grinned “I guess it’s payback for grade 4 math” “true” I agreed.

No More Hiding

When Dan and Phil’s secret notebook consisting of only the words “I love You” gets filled, they evaluate and reminisce over the times they’ve scribbled into an old tattered notebook. But instead of replacing it, they decide with a compromise and even a new phrase to tell each other.

Word Count: 1902

A/N: Inspiration came from this ask and from the need of @cafephan, so shout out to Kirsten as she hasn’t been having the best of times it seems. Hope this cheers her up just a bit. 
(also it’s super fluffy and kinda shit but who cares here we go)


They had said it many times before. Although the first technical time was over Skype hundreds of miles away from each other, it seemed like a safety blanket to say over a screen than to their actual face. But Phil’s new place in Manchester wasn’t feeling like home, so Dan invited himself over when he was finally living close enough in Uni halls. Playing Donkey Kong and Tomb Raider until the late hours of the night. Dan was so entranced by the screen of the gameplay that he was able to finally feel like himself in the comfort of Phil. Phil had tapped out on playing, but he still enjoyed watching him. Even just being in the same room as him was enough to calm the unsettling nerves of living alone. “I love you” he whispered, making Dan stutter something and regain focus towards Phil.

“What did you say?”

“Oh nothing… I just love you. That’s all.”

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pegasusdragontiger  asked:

Chris/Reader you are going to your sisters Bachelorette party and it's 1am and you're on your way home in a maxi cab with everyone else and you drunkenly ring Chris to let him know how much fun you had, you missed him, one of your sisters friends is telling the taxi driver he is fkn epic and awesome and we all a agree and then you proceed to tell Chris you can't wait to get married, the house, the pets, cars an kids and into detail while he was visiting at his mums and he has you on speaker,helo

A/N: I hope you don’t mind that I changed it a little bit, I’m not very comfortable writing about Lisa and I had another idea that I thought would make it fluffier and just flow a little nicer. Also, this is just a drabble, but if you like where it’s going I might be interested in turning it into a mini-series. 

Originally posted by ncoleys

“Hey, Smalls, did you have a good time?” I ask my sister as we’re helping her into her cab.

“Oh my GOD, I love you all so much. I can’t wait to be married, thank you Sissy for planning this”

“It was no problem, Mal is going to ride with you and then we’re all gonna get another cab okay?”

“Yeah, yeah” her eyes are glazed over as she slumps back in the seat and leans on our friend Mallory. “I love you Mal”

Mallory shakes her head as she laughs over her head. She gives me a small wave before telling the driver they’re ready to go. The other 5 girls and I are able to get a maxi cab. My sister insisted that we stay until final call which means everyone is a little drunker than they may have planned on getting. Thankfully no one gets sick on the ride home. Eventually everyone else gets dropped off and I’m the last one in the cab. The driver snakes his way through the hollywood hills to drop me off at Chris’ house. He insisted that I should spent the night at his place since my apartment was further from the club we went to. He wasn’t wrong, but I don’t think I’ll ever understand why he’s want me stumbling through his door at 3am.

“Chrissy poo, I’m hooome” I call as I blindly try to find the light switch. I hear a deep chuckle coming from the direction of the living room before I see the dark outline of Chris walking towards me. I give up on looking for the light switch and instead focus on making my way to him. I trip over my feet just as a reach him, but he catches me easily and steadies me with his hands firmly holding my waist.

“Hey, sweetheart. How much did you drink tonight?” he asks in an almost taunting tone.

“I don’t remember” I realize after thinking hard for a few moment. Chris laughs loudly at my statement before hugging me to his chest.

“Let’s get you to bed then” he picks me up easily, carrying me bridal style to his bedroom. My arms immediately wrap around his neck while I nuzzle against him.

“Chris?” he hums his acknowledgment while setting me on the bed and moving to take my shoes off. “She’s so happy”

“Who is, sweetheart?” he asks while pulling my dress over my head.

“My sister, she’s so excited to get married and she’s so happy and in love” a few tears escape while I’m talking and Chris is quick to notice, wiping them away before crouching to be face to face with me.

“I know she’s happy, so why are you crying?”

“I want to be that happy, I wanna get married and I want to buy a house and have kids and dogs and I want to be madly in love. Chris, I’m madly in love with you”

He takes a deep breath before meeting my eyes again, “Babe, you’re drunk. Let’s go to sleep” He helps me move up the bed before climbing in next to me and pulling the sheets over us. I instinctively cuddle into his chest, appreciating the warmth of being skin to skin.



“I may be drunk, and that might be why I said those things. But in the morning when I’m not drunk, I’m still going to feel those thing, I’m still going to be madly in love with you”

“We can talk about it in the morning, okay?”

“Can’t you just say you love me?” I ask, resting my chin on his chest to look at his face.

“I do love you, I love you more than anything, and I do want to spend the rest of my life with you” he  runs his fingers through my hair in a soothing pattern, “but this isn’t a conversation we should be having when you’re drunk and not going to remember”

“I’m going to remember, I promise” I emphasize with a kiss and he smiles into it. “Why are you smiling?”

“I just can’t wait to tell my mom about you”

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I’m Back!

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Hello everyone!  I’m so happy to be back!  I’ve missed all of you so much, but I really needed the time away.  Things had gotten so overwhelming and I think I was just pushing myself too hard trying to write four fics a week plus reading all of the fics everyone else was writing.  I was going to wait until school was finished to come back, but I think if I just limit myself to writing one fic a week, I should be fine.  

I posted a Bucky Oneshot a few minutes ago just so everyone would know that I’m back.  Starting next Sunday, I’ll be posting the first part to In the Heart of the Storm.  It will post every Sunday at 2pm.  I’m not going to do a tag list since I’ll be posting regularly and I’m trying to keep things simple and stress free.

I’m going to be trying something new with my reblogs as well.  There’ll be more about that on Saturday.  Once school is finished (May 25), I might start posting two fics a week during the summer, but we’ll see how things go.  I’m already so overwhelmed with messages and new fics to read, I’m trying not to stress out about it all.  I’m going to take it slow and ease my way back in.

I also want to take a moment to say thank you to all of you for being so understanding of my hiatus.  I was a little nervous to come back and check my messages, and I’m happy to say that I didn’t have a single nasty anon!  I truly have the best followers on this site!  Knowing that I have your support really makes me excited to be back and to catch up with you all.

I love you all! 


Bad Blood 2 [Captured]

Pairing: Genji Shimada/Reader

Summary: The mission goes wrong, so very wrong. You’ve been captured and Hanzo will do whatever he can to save you for Genji.

Other Info: I accidentally deleted this once!! Thank god my phone has a recently deleted or else I would have given up entirely. This also took forever to finish. Enjoy! Sorry for any mistakes. I can only write in mobile. Also posted on AO3 and the ending seems kind of rushed, bleh.

Warnings: Mild torture, angst

Words: 5,137 [Holy shit]

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anonymous asked:

idk if you're taking prompts right now, but Betty/Jughead, future fic, the summer before college, talking about those weird mixed feelings of excitement and escape and fear of what comes next? Maybe some kind of nostalgic but also 'god am I ready to get out of this town' but also it's going to be so weird to starting to this new part of my life without you there, summer night heart to heart in Jughead's tree house or something?

Always taking prompts, but It does take me time to get through them haha, this is so specific I love it! I hope I do it justice for you!

512 words / G / AO3

Betty texts Jughead once she finishes work at Pops. (Her parents wanted something more esteemed, but she just wanted to be able to see her friends.) She is making her way to Jughead’s house when he sends his one-word response:


Betty smiles at the text, returning the phone to her pocket and walking faster.


Not long after Jughead sends the text, he hears the sounds of someone climbing up the ladder and sees Betty’s face pop up in the entryway.

“Enough space in here for me?” she asks, hovering on the ladder as Jughead rolls his eyes and shifts slightly over. It’s not a tiny space, just small, and there’s plenty of room for them to sit, just not stand. Jughead has laid out a blanket to add some comfort to the harsh wood, and passes Betty a juice box.

“A toast,” he says, “to getting out of this place,” he finishes with a grin, clinking their packs of juice as best he can, Betty playing along and taking a sip from her straw.

“College,” she hums, “we will both miss it here though,” she adds, grinning, “how will you ever part with Pop Tate?”

Jughead groans, thinking of burgers, “now I’m hungry,” he says, rolling his head in faux-agony.

Betty produces two wrapped burgers from her bag, still warm since she got them after her shift, “thought you might be,” she laughs as Jughead dives at the outstretched offering, moaning into the burger obnoxiously.

“I do want to get out of here,” Jughead says between bites, “but Pop Tate’s will be one of the few things I miss,” Betty offers him a napkin as she munches on her burger, tilting her head at his last comment.

She swallows he bite, “so you will miss other things,” Betty states.

“Few things,” he clarifies.

“Well I will miss seeing everyone every day, and how it’s easy to know everyone,” Betty thinks about all of the experiences in her past, “but maybe not how everyone knows everything,” she winces, and Jughead laughs.

“Definitely not gonna miss that,” he snorts, and Betty waits. He gets the hint that she wants him to say some of what he will miss, “well, what you said,” she looks unamused, “and you, of course,” he adds, and she smiles brightly, “who else will deal with me and bring me burgers?”

Betty punches him lightly in the shoulder as he feigns self-defence, bringing her in to lean into his side.

“In all seriousness,” he sighs, “I don’t know how I’ll do it without you.”

Betty grabs his hand and turns her head to look at him, “we aren’t dying Juggie,” she says, then adds softly, “you better visit me,” as she pokes him in the chest.

“Same here,” he pokes her in the shoulder, then turns to face her, saying, “we can facetime too,” and she nods.

Both feeling hopeful, Jughead leans his forehead on hers, and says, “we will never lose touch.”

Betty nods her head slowly, keeping their heads together, and kisses him on the cheek.


This post exists, so this fic is not my fault, I swear.

Scanlan is the one who finds him, oddly enough.

After Grog had turned the wizard into so much paste, they’d realized they lost Percy. Not in the sense that he was down for the count, but in the sense that he was gone. Scanlan had seen him get hit by the spell but he hadn’t recognized it, only seen that Percy didn’t appear hurt. There was no yell of pain or alarm, just a displeased grunt and then Percy shaking his head rapidly. He’d assumed that whatever the spell was, it hadn’t taken effect.

It’s now an hour after sundown and they have spent way too long in a panicked search for him - Vex trying to track his footprints, Keyleth and Trinket trying to track by smell, Vax flying above the trees for any sign of him, and Grog, Pike, and Scanlan left to fan out and try to search as best they can. Percy is apparently a very swift runner when he wants to be.

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