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For @hvmaneyes

Vulcans 𝓃𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 bluff.

Ethereal (M) || Yoongi AU!Smut

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Genre: Hella fucking Smut || Fluff (ish?) || Angstย 

Word Count: 5.4k

Description:ย ethereal;ย extremely delicate and light, in a way that seems not to be of this world.
If there was a moment that Min Yoongi could beg to forget, it would be the moment he could feel pain from seeing such a pretty girl, like you, crying.ย It was a terribly beautiful concept, but he wished he hadnโ€™t lived through itโ€ฆ

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A Father’s Love

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Summary: Dean goes to a church with his baby boy and reminisces on what Y/N was like.

Word Count:ย ย 1160 (including lyrics)

Warnings: Angst, implications of character death, Slight Language, A bit of Fluff, Hope(?)

Authorโ€™s Note: Heyy guys!! So this is my entry for @jensen-jarpadโ€˜s #Becaโ€™s Christmas Challenge. My song was Little Drummer Boy. I hope you guys like it. I loved writing it!!! <3



Christmas.

The snow had built up high on the ground, making my boots sink a little as I trudged my way up the sidewalk, my eyes zeroed in on the tiffany glass that adorned the building. It was bitingly cold but I huddled the bundle of blankets closer to me and hunched my way against the wind.

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New Hunter

Imagine learning that Sam and Dean were hunters and wanting to become one yourself. Dean tries to teach you, but he’s worried about you getting hurt. Feeling bad about it, Sam takes you on your first hunt but things go horribly wrong and Dean has to think quick.


  • Dean x Reader | Sam | Castiel (mentioned)
  • 1228 Words
  • Warnings: Judge it by the gifs.

Nothing could have prepared you for this. This was an absolute nightmare. To see Sam, hands bound behind his back, that gnarly gash on his forehead, it was traumatizing enough without the memory of your own beating.

You felt your eye start to close itself shut and you were sure that you had a loose tooth wiggling around, though it was honestly hard to tell through all the iron building up inside your mouth.

The door to the basement opened and you feared the worst. That woman, the blonde, she’d descend the stairs as slowly as possible, putting you and Sam on edge as she tried to think of what she could do next.

With no idea as to what the woman wanted, you and Sam had no choice but to sit back and take it. Sam tried countless times to have you freed, knowing his older brother would shoot him dead if he ever found out you were captured and tied up in a basement with no contact whatsoever.

When she appeared in the doorway, there was a triumphant smirk across her lips that sent a shiver down your spine. You felt the snot oozing out of your nose and the tears mixing in, not a great combination with the liquid iron in your mouth.

She grabbed something to her side and pulled a figure into the view. You and Sam gasped at the same time, realizing you knew this figure to be Dean. His hands were bound in the same chains that bound yours and Sam’s, his hair was a mess and his nose was pouring blood.

Your heart was racing against your chest, making it more difficult to breath, to keep still. The tears you nearly had under control were now trickling down your cheeks again. Dean was your last hope until now.

Dean was on the second step when the woman winked at you and shoved the man down the last ten steps. There were a lot of cracks and groans and maybe even a cry as Dean hit the concrete below with another sickening crunch.

“Dean!” You cried out, not able to stop yourself or the thrashing that came out of you next.

Dean looked up with his eye now forming a black ring around it. He winked with his good eye, a small hint of a smirk playing on his lips that told you he had a plan, but you weren’t so sure. How could he have a plan like this? He wasn’t supposed to know where you or Sam were.

“Ahhh. Is this the girlfriend?” The woman’s voice was high-pitched and very annoying. Every time she opened her mouth you expected a mirror to break.

When no one answered, she finished walking down the stairs and picked Dean up by his ear. You had to turn away in case anything started tearing.

“Listen,” she tossed Dean in the chair between you and Sam and chained his feet to the ground. The chains looked too tight for Dean’s ankles and his eye looked like it might start closing on its own any second. “I don’t actually like doing any of this, but now that I have all three of you here, I might as well get to the point.”

Her blonde hair was tucked so neatly into a bun, you wondered how she was able to think. Her face reminded you of a wicked witch and her outfit, well that was too much like an office woman and not a human who beats up people.

You sneak a glance at Dean. He’s looking right at you, his lips parted so he could breath and his hands before him in his lap were opening and closing, like he might be trying to get the feeling back. It hurt, knowing this was all your fault.

“Get to it then.” Sam growled from his chair. You could barely see him, his chair sitting just a few inches in front of Dean’s. His jaw was clenched and his eye was twitching from his nerves. He was ready to taste blood.

The woman cackled, proving your wicked witch theory further, and she shook her head. “You Winchesters crack me up, you know?” She stepped in front of Sam. “Always ready for a fight. But I don’t know who this one is.” She straightened up and looked over at you. “She’s obviously new to the hunting scene, am I right? She hardly knew how to defend herself.”

“Leave her out of this.” Dean hissed, bringing her attention on him. She laughed again, this time sounding like a broken cat.

“She is the girlfriend.” She smirked. “Or secret lover? Either way, it’s a shame you won’t make it together.”

This was the dark place Dean told you about. This was why he never wanted you to hunt. He always told you there were terrors in this world that you could never understand. It wasn’t the werewolves, the demons, the ghosts. He was talking about everyday normal humans with the equipment to ruin your life and a hell of a lot of time on their hands.

This was that dark place Dean dreaded. Give him a vampire any time—as long as it was a supernatural creature with the ability to heal itself.

You wanted nothing more than to go back two days and tell Sam this was all a bad idea. He was only trying to help, wanting to take you on a small hunting trip so you would know what to do. Dean was slow about training you, slow about bringing you on the field with him, but Sam wasn’t and that was the problem.

The other problem was that Dean found out and followed you two, getting himself caught in the process. He was the one, the only, that could potentially save the two of you before anything really bad happened. Not anymore.

“I’m going to give you three some time alone.” She smiled calmly then, a scary sort of calm that made your insides crawl. She turned on her heel and ascended the stairs, slamming the metal door shut behind her.

Silence.

None of you spoke for several minutes. You were afraid she was listening in, though that was crazy since this room was built to be soundproof.

The only sounds you could hear was their breathing and somewhere behind you there was water hitting the floor, telling you there was some kind of leak.

Finally, Dean broke the silence. “How could you.”

His words were directed at Sam, who was clearly trying to think of a way to get out of it. You could almost hear his brain working away two chairs over. “Dude, she was ready.”

“She’s not ready!” Dean snapped, turning his head to look at you. “Baby, look at me.”

You didn’t. You couldn’t.

Dean sighed. “Castiel told me. He should be upstairs right now, taking them out. I was a distraction in case they knew how to ward the place but they’re just people.”

“We were careless.” Sam admitted.

You raise your head and look over at the younger Winchester. “Had our backs turned when we were caught.” He dropped his head.

The door flung open once more, catching you off guard. You gasped, peering up in the doorway, scared of what you might see until you saw the glow.

Castiel.

anonymous asked:

okay id read atwas and loved it and then saw centripetal force on your ao3 (and in so many people's bookmarks/rec lists) but i took ap physics in my last year of high school and was like hell no i am not being reminded of that torture through fic...long story short, i love your writing style and was like whatever ill just suck it up and read it and now it's like my favorite fic so thank you maddie and physics!!

omg hahaha i completely relate, i took physics last year and BARELY escaped with an A. I literally have thousands of horror stories about that class you have no idea. I failed my mousetrap car project and my egg drop project (don’t even ask me about the egg drop project that was an adventure i s2g).

Yayyy I’m glad you ended up reading and enjoying it though <333 

The Tongue Says Loneliness | Jane Hirshfield

“The Tongue Says Loneliness”
Jane Hirshfield

The tongue says loneliness, anger, grief,
but does not feel them.

As Monday cannot feel Tuesday,
nor Thursday
reach back to Wednesday
as a mother reaches out for her found child.

As this life is not a gate, but the horse plunging through it.

Not a bell,
but the sound of the bell in the bell-shape,
lashing full strength with the first blow from inside the iron.



Here To Stay (Erik Lehnsherr)

“Run!” You shouted. You knew that any minute the building would collapse and crush anyone inside. “I’m not going anywhere without you.” Erik said, determined to stay next to you. “You’ll die!” You shouted. “I love you, Y/N Y/L/N and I’m staying by your side!” Erik shouted over the chaos.

You were about to protest, but using your telekinesis to it maximum was drowning your energy. You were trying to keep the building steady long enough for everyone to escape, and then be crushed underneath the rubble.

Erik noticed how weak you had become and tried to assist you with the building, but since there was no metal or iron inside the material used to make the building, he was useless.

“Erik, please. Y-you need to get everyone to safety.” You said weakly. “I don’t care about them, Y/N.” He said You smiled sadly, “Erik, please. I love you, with all my heart, but you need to get out of here.” You said, and your vision went blurry.

“Not with out you.” He said. “You were always so…so st-stub-” And your body had given up, you fell on the ground. “No!” Erik shouted as he ran to help you up, knowing that the building would kill both of you. If he was going to die, he’d do it by your side.

“I’m sorry.” You said as you gained consciousness, moving your arms and Erik was transported somewhere safe, you had a sad smile knowing that Erik was safe and let the darkness over take your mind and body.

The building structure had fallen, crushing you underneath and Erik could feel his heart break. This was because of them. The humans, and he was going to stop at nothing until them pay for what they did to you.

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The Words (2012)
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