i never said id be coming back for you

“This has always been where I’ve come when I just want to get away,” Khan said, pulling back to meet Arthur’s gaze. “I’ve never brought anyone here before. I’ve never wanted to bring anyone here, actually.”

“So, why have you brought me here?” Arthur asked quietly. “What made you change your mind?” Khan reached up and brushed a lock of hair off of Arthur’s forehead.

“You changed my mind,” Khan replied.

Part Three of Fic/Art Collaboration with Ashley. we’re doing Freebatch pairings with DragonAU. I reposted this because it seems like the original post had been deleted? and I do not know what causing that. But what more important is me and Ashley gonna continue this AU, adding few more Freebatch pairings such as Stephen Strange/Everett Ross, Wallace/Lester Nygaard, and many more. thank you for sticking with us for all this time!

[Read the fic here!]

[The art for Guixon here]

[The art for Juliver here ]

the sound of that car door shut and the lost feeling in my head and confusion in my heart all came together at once to form something so sinister within me and i lost myself in that moment so i let it out on the nearest thing to me in hopes id feel some sort of relief but i found nothing but torn skin and white dust while i sat there and wondered whats next while the wind blew through my jacket because it wasnt yet buttoned and the darkness was just starting to settle outside and inside so i pondered my lonely streets in hopes id see you come back because id never craved something so hard in that very moment but your care and affection and maybe i did do something but the words will never be said so id rather be mislead as i walked and buttoned my jacket craving nicotine so i walked and got a cigarette and when i lit it i got a small sense of relief in the form of an addiction but its not the worse thing i feel i need so i wished that cigarette was your lips and i swallowed my pride and picked up my phone put in the code not expecting an answer but i heard your voice and i couldnt help but to cry and ask for a ride while my legs moved slower down the road and low and behold there you were while my head hurt looking for the words to say and i didnt know how to take it out any other way but hey thats okay i hope this all works out and one day youre living in my house and every friday i can take you out in the city because its fitting and we both find beauty in the same places and in the same faces
Imagine arguing with Dean and he lets slip he never cared.

“You think I wanted this?! you think I wanted this to happen Y/N?” he shouted. You could see the rage filling his eyes as he spat words at you again and again.

There is no way he is going to stop now; but guess what?

neither were you.

“Wanted this? Dean your the one who asked me to stay with you, to live in bunker with you and Sam. How was I supposed to know this would happen? did you really think I knew that id fall in love with you from the moment I met you?! you are so shallow I don’t even know who you are anymore” your voice harsh but softening towards the end.

“know me? you never fucking knew me, I never even wanted you to come back. Sam said he thought it was best, I HAD to care for you!” he nearly screamed.

His words had taken you back.

‘Had to care for you’, he never even cared, it was all an act,

His words kept swimming around In your head again and again and again. 

'Had to care’.


It took you a few moments to regain your posture, a few moments to wipe your cheek,

something HE used to once do for you.

“You never had to care for me, NEVER” you screamed as tears trickled down your cheek.

You saw his eyes soften and fill with guilt, but that was it,

what’s done was done.

“Fuck you” you spat as you went to your room to pack you stuff.

That was the last straw, you were done and ready for out.

Little bit of angst for you there, part 2 maybe?