mary wants to know if you know

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“The Sun and Moon did fall in love but no one said it was a happy story.”

Let’s talk my Sun/Moon Spirit AU ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) 

tumblr fucked up my image quality okay lets get that out of the way if you want better quality, click on the images.

  • Both Mari and Adrien are half-spirits, actually being part human. 
  • On days they feel like it and are physically allowed, they transform into their ‘human’ versions.
  • Granted, their spirit versions look human but on Earth, they can be disguised as normal people. 
  • As spirits, neither age and have seen centuries upon centuries of different decades. Though because of this, they can have fun adjusting to different eras and are fascinated with these ‘modern touchable squares’.
  • Each night before the dawn, Mari has to set out morning stars which Adrien can see when he awakes, a big reason why he fell in love with her. 
  • Mari, however, has seen Adrien, but only in his human version, and not knowing who he is, falls in love with this human. 
  • They only see eachother, of course, via eclipse. 
  • When the eclipses occur, they don’t have a lot of time so every time it does;
  • “Moon Spirit, how lovely you look today! May I take your hand in marriage now?” 
  • Mari always just laughs and politely declines but in the back of his head, he knows he does want her hand in marriage. They part ways, say the usual goodbye and “keep the morning stars coming’.
  • Then Adrien waits for the next eclipse. He always does. 

More on this au and character designs to come and possibly a gifcomic when I get back to Australia but yeah, this one is semi-angsty and i’m r e a d y.

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hello everyone, today I’m bringing you: a Fantastic Beats AU where everything is the same except everyone has a dæmon

disclaimer: this AU is very self-indulgent and I haven’t thought out all details and impracticalities of it, so please don’t nitpick. anyway,

- only witches and wizards are born with dæmons, muggles don’t have them

- a lot of dæmons settle as birds seeing as it’s more convenient form that can follow its human when they travel via flying objects like broomsticks

- both Grindelwald and Graves have large birds of prey as their dæmons; the birds are different, but look similar enough to be mixed up by anyone who doesn’t pay too much attention (this is another reason for Graves to be extremely salty once they find him after the whole Grindelwand infiltration incident; “I can’t believe you fools couldn’t tell one bird from another,” he keeps saying. “Maybe I should summon that Scamander guy back in America and ask him to give you all a few zoology lessons.”)

- Tina’s dæmon is an english setter, Queenie’s is a dove

- Credence’s dæmon is a black cat, for two reasons, one of them being me finding it aesthetically pleasing, and the second is that it’d probably piss Mary Lou off even more because there’s a lot of superstitions around black cats plus all that stuff about them being familiars of witches

- when Credence was a child, and his dæmon could still change its form, it took shape of small animals/birds/insects so that Credence was able to hide it from Mary Lou in his pockets; then it settled as a black cat and Credence started having a really hard time keeping it from Mary Lou’s eyes

- I wasn’t sure about Newt’s dæmon, only knowing that I wanted it to be an animal he can carry around on his shoulder so it’d constantly pick fights with Pickett much to Newt’s agitation; then someone I was discussing this AU with suggested an occamy and I ran with it. maybe it doesn’t exactly fit him personality-wise, but it’s my favourite magical creature so I just kind of. put two of my faves together. personal bias much? why yes, absolutely

- (or, you know, Pickett himself could be Newt’s dæmon instead, now that I think of it; those drawings can be read as either of these two options)

- yes, magical creatures can also be dæmons, because why the hell not; I guess it’s just not that common, and if your dæmon settles as one it’s a sign that you’re most likely an eccentric and unpredictable person (and isn’t that what annoys other people)

okay I’m done and please for the love of god don’t delete this long ass comment

god watching great british bake off is such an uncomfortable experience because you KNOW that mary and paul has fucked and everyone around you knows it too but nobody wants to say anything so instead u sit in uncomfortable silence while mary makes jokes abt paul performing oral sex

His Mind Created the Perfect Metaphor

Dear BBC Sherlock community,

Ever since Sherlock series 4 came out, collectively we were like “what the HELL is this?!?! This doesn’t make any sense!” BUT after many months of tossing ideas around the fandom, we have made theories that could explain the weirdness, but nothing we can all agree on. Now, this meta here may be absolute garbage to you, but I believe, in my heart of hearts, I’ve solved it. Please read it in its entirety with an open mind before you reblog it just to tell me I suck.

Thanks in advance, you da best

Paige


Here’s the short version: Sherlock actually jumped at the end of The Reichenbach Fall, just as Doyle intended him to die. Gatiss and Moffat said they are correcting something in this adaptation that no one else has gotten right before. Many of us assumed the homosexual romance was the one thing they were changing, but we were punched in the face right after The Final Problem came out.  Gatiss and Moffat are changing the sacrifice. Holmes was intended to die for his friends but Doyle needed more money and rewrote the series after “The Final Problem”. That turned Holmes’ sacrifice into a cruel joke against Watson. This is what BBC Sherlock is fixing, and we’re about to see it come to fruition.

I know many theorists despise the homosexual reading of Holmes and Watson, while many people in general despise theorists on this site. That’s fine, I don’t care how people feel about gay theories and/or TJLC and its followers.  But I’m here to tell you TJLC, at its core as a concept, was right. You may hate Moffat and Gatiss, you may think Sherlock is a piece of shit show, and that’s fine, you do you. But hear this one meta out, please. I think even the hardest skeptic can at least apprectiate the thought and logic behind this.

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Dean barely notices when Sam runs into the house to investigate the nephilim situation. His eyes dart this way and that, taking in the tattered, broken wingspan spread out before him.

All of the times that he lost Cas, he never saw his wings. Not once. And it feels so…final.

Dean’s lips tremble as he casts his gaze upwards towards where he knows heaven is watching. He wonders if the angels care. He wonders if God cares.

He knows Chuck probably isn’t even in heaven, and maybe he has his ears turned off while he’s having the family meeting to end all family meetings with Amara, but he tries anyway. He wants to beg, bargain, and scream, but he’s not sure he can speak. He sends up a plea, his lips mouthing silent prayers.

The air is still. Too still. Deathly still.

Dean squeezes his eyes shut and slumps down to the ground. He bows his head down, but he can’t yet bear to look. Not yet. Not again.

He breathes, and it feels like a monumental effort. He is hyper aware of being alive, of his lungs filling with oxygen and expelling carbon dioxide, and suddenly he thinks he might understand why yoga helps to clear the mind. Maybe he’ll take it up. He could do with a nice, clear mind after…after…

He opens his eyes. Cas is there, but he isn’t.

Dean swallows against the burning lump in his throat as he reaches a hand out. Hand touches hand. One is cold.

Dean stares at the eyes and wills them to open as he curls his fingers around the still, cold hand. And finally, after much effort, he finds that he can speak.

“Please,” Dean pleads, his voice smaller than he thinks it has ever been. “Please. Cas. I need you.”

No. That’s not right. That’s not enough.

“I love you.”

Too late. He says it, finally, after all of these years, and it falls on deaf ears. Ears that will never hear those words.

Dean’s eyes sting. “Come back. Like you always do.” His voice cracks. “I love you. I love you. I love you. Please come back.”

The world is still. Too still.

He’s not coming back this time.

Dean folds himself over Cas’s body and finally allows himself to break.

Appreciate OCs

Before I remake this blog, I got to get one thing off my chest. Appreciate and interact with original characters. Yeah, I know there are douchebag OCs who are overpowered or only want romantic ships, etc.. BUT DON’T LABEL THE MAJORITY BY THE MINORITY. Especially, if it’s a person you know who has a canon muse and is a nice mun. They aren’t going to change into a completely mean person just because they have an original character. 

As a person with quite a few original characters, lemme tell you: 

  • It takes time to get their personalities just right so they don’t come off as a mary sue/gary stu
  • If you have a female OC, good luck getting interactions because it’s 4x as hard for them [us]
  • It takes time to get a faceclaim that works just right OR if you draw your characters you will be forever in icon hell. 
  • And once you get that faceclaim. The manga/comic/anime caps can take DAYS if you are doing them by hand. Then you have to resize them, color them, put overlays on theM.
  • A LOT of times your faceclaim doesn’t have renders so you gotta do that yourself and design a flipping background for a container so you look “cool” because some reason you will be overlooked just because you don’t have it [WHICH SHOULD CHANGE!]
  • Backstory. Backstory. Backstory. It takes days of research to come up with this stuff and if you are building a world…holy guacamole. Some people draw maps, do languages, and even draw EVERYTHING. 

And you know what? MOST OF THE TIME PEOPLE DON’T EVEN READ YOUR SHIT. LIKE ALL THAT RESEARCH AND DEDICATION DOWN THE DRAIN. 

So. PLEASE. Respect original characters. Try interacting with them. If you’ve had a bad experience, I understand. But if it’s a person you’ve interacted with before [as in canon muses] then please try to interact with their OCs at least. Maybe expand your horizons after. Trust me there are so many fun OCs out there with the sweetest muns who deserve love and respect. 

Sincerely, 

An OC creator

@miraculousfluffmonth

Day 9: It’s you


I uh… i did the group chat dirty regarding the greyling au today and I’m still atoning for my sins. This au is angsty and today that was out full force… oops.

So have something fluffy and happy that stems from that and watch as I spoil my own au!

“You came for me,” he breathed.

“Of course I did. I can’t live in a world without you.”

  • [The coffee pot is found broken at 221b]
  • Eurus : So, who broke it? I'm not mad, I just want to know.
  • Molly : I did, I broke it -
  • Eurus : No. No, you didn't. Sherlock?
  • Sherlock : Don't look at me. Look at Mycroft.
  • Mycroft : What? I didn't break it.
  • Sherlock : Hmm. That's weird. How did you even know it was broken?
  • Mycroft : Because it's sitting right in front of us, and it's broken.
  • Sherlock : Suspicious.
  • Mycroft : No, it's not!
  • Mary : If it matters... probably not... but Irene was the last one to use it.
  • Irene : Liar! I don't even drink that crap.
  • Mary : Oh, really? Then what were you doing by the coffee table earlier?
  • Irene : I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Mary!
  • Molly : Alright, let's not fight. I broke it, let me pay for it, Eurus.
  • Eurus : No. Who broke it?
  • Greg : Well, John's been awfully quiet.
  • John : Really?
  • Greg : Yeah, really!
  • [Cut to Eurus in the room, the rest of them fighting in the background]
  • Eurus : I broke it. It burned my hand so I punched it. I predict ten minutes from now, they'll be at each other's throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick. Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.
I believe Spencer’s twin is coming.

In this post I want to give a list of reasons why Twincer is my prime suspect as AD. I know a lot of these ‘clues’ come from interviews, but they’re still really convincing for me at least. I’ve definitely missed some of the clues from within the show because they’re not as easy to spot - we need to know for sure if Twincer is happening, then we can dig further. (The fun won’t instantly stop once the finale airs.) But for now, enjoy these, and at the end, I give my theory as to the motive.

Please note: none of this is overly new. This is just the summation of everything we’ve been talking about on my blog for the past couple months. I wanted to put all the ideas into one post, rather than 31529 mini posts scattered here and there. I will be updating this as we find more. 

  1. The famous airport scene from 715.
    We all already think it’s weird that "Spencer" asked Ezra to not tell anyone he saw her there with Wren. What’s weirder, is the fact that Wren and “Spencer” were arguing. Amongst muffle, I heard Spencer say "stop calling me that" (let me know if you heard differently). Did Wren have a slip-of-the-tongue moment and call her Spencer rather than the twin’s real name?
  2. Dr. Cochran’s story is very telling.
    We all already know the ambiguous implication that Mary had more than two babies, because Dr. Cochran said he dealt with “two of Mary’s babies”. What’s more interesting is the second baby he dealt with. The first baby (Charlotte) he gave to Jessica. He said that the second baby that he delivered was placed in family county services. This could not have been Spencer, since Spencer was delivered to Veronica within 5 minutes of birth. So, who was that second baby that was placed in family services? I believe it was Spencer’s twin. Why? Dr Cochran referred to that second baby as “underweight but tenacious” - lo and behold, the next episode, Toby calls Spencer tenacious. This was the writers foreshadowing the similarities between this second baby, and Spencer. Twins. 
  3. We all know Hanna’s ‘dream’ in 701.
    It makes no sense that Hanna was able to dream ‘Spencer’ saying the name A.D. since Hanna was kidnapped before these initials were even revealed. Perhaps Hanna was visited by Twincer; the one holding her captive.
  4. A.D. needs to stand for something. 
    Spencer’s twin could literally have the initials A.D., since we know she would be Mary Drake’s child. Her first name would start with A and the D would stand for Drake. 
  5. Brendan and Ian both confessed to being confused by the identity of A.D.
    They needed the backstory to understand it. Is that because they had no idea who has the name “Alex Drake” (for example) ?
  6. Tyler said before 7B aired that “you’ve never met AD. You kind of have. You’ll know what I mean”.
    This can be interpreted in two ways: you’ve never met Twincer but since you know Spencer, you kind of know who AD is. Or. You’ve seen Twincer over the years, but thought it was Spencer. Either way, Tyler’s comment screams twin-theory to me. This could apply to any twin theory, but in this context, I’m using it for Spencer.
  7. Ian said (0:57) that “fans will be satisfied to a point. Right when it seems it’s gonna be really great, it might do a little [downwards hand motion]”….
    That cheeky smile on Ian’s face when he said “it seems it’s gonna be really great”… what could be greater than a liar being AD? Ian could be referring to the fact that they initially show us Troian under the hoodie, making us think Spencer is AD. Then, after commercial break, they will reveal it’s just her twin, hence the “it might do a little [downwards hand motion]”. We will be satisfied to a point, he said. It’ll start off amazing by thinking it’s Spencer, oh wait, it’s another twin.
  8. Ashley said (0:14) that she didn’t even know the A.D. reveal is possible.
    Because she did not expect a second pair of twins to come along?
  9. “It’s like there are two of you living in this house. You, and you’re evil twin, and we’re not sure who’s coming down to breakfast". 
    said Veronica to Spencer in 423. Foreshadowing at it’s finest.
  10. Spencer doesn’t remember this flashback.
    Was it her twin? And oh how coincidental, that the writers tell us a time Spencer doesn’t remember, in the same scene Veronica makes the above comment about Spencer’s “evil twin”.
  11. “Where are they?”
    said Mary as she entered the Hastings house (flashback from 717). Who is they? The twins? She proceeded to say that Spencer is the only good thing she’s ever made. Maybe Mary knows Spencer’s twin is evil, and is neglecting her. 
  12. “You look very much like your sister. Almost like twins”.
    said Mary to Spencer in 701. The writers wanted us to think that Mary was talking about Spencer and Melissa, since Mary was holding a picture of the half-sisters. But, were the writers, and therefore Mary, hinting towards Twincer? Is Mary being blackmailed/forced (by Peter?) to keep quiet on Twincer, and she had a slip-of-the-tongue moment here?
  13. Marlene is very aware of the Twincer theories.
    Back in 2014 she said that Troian sent her an online fan theory regarding Spencer having a twin who is A. Marlene was blown away by it and she thought it was a very well thought out plan with detailed evidence across the series. Watch from 1:35. Whilst you may be saying “there’s NO WAY Marlene spoilt her own show’s ending in an interview!!” - I feel like she had no idea the show would go on for 7 seasons, and once they got renewed, she panicked. “Shit, we need a new Uber A. Let’s go with that brilliant fan theory Troian sent me”. She probably regrets making this interview now. You can tell her passion for Twincer in this interview. She talks so damn highly of it.
  14. Marlene has said that the person who plays A.D. had known for a while.
    We know that Marlene told Troian the entire ending of the show years in advance. “Just like I had story time with Marlene, you all now get story time with Pretty Little Liars” said Troian.
  15. The girl in the coffin in the opening has the exact same black puffy shirt as Spencer.
  16. Why does it seem that A.D. is always going after the Hastings?
    Why shoot Spencer, out of all the liars? Why demand Aria to plant the audio device in the Hastings? Why not ruin the Marin household? The jealous twin wants her ungrateful sister dead, hence the shooting, and the jealous daughter is angry she never got adopted. Too much of the story is Hastings-oriented. 
  17. “They’re all some pretty. Good. Theories.”
    Was Janel’s response to being asked about the Spencer-twin theories. (22:20)
  18. And, I’ll just leave this here. Good one @prettylittlesessions​ !
  19. “Spencer’s” weird comments in 718.
    In 718 “Spencer” says to Toby “you know what its like to be the outsider. Removed from friends and family”. What made her say this? Nothing was said or done in 718 to prompt our Spencer to say this. 
  20. Keegan said there are no more Spoby kisses in 7B.
    “I can honestly say that there is not another Spoby kiss.” Yet - there was one in 718. Either Keegan lied, or that was Spencer’s twin. (10:15)
  21. “It’s somebody you have seen.”
    says Marlene in regards to who AD is. Was she talking about the Spoby kiss in 710, which Twincer referred to in 718 when she kissed Toby again? Marlene was very careful to avoid saying “it’s someone you KNOW”. We don't “know” Twincer. But, we have seen her.
  22. “That’s not the Spencer I know”
    said Toby in 718. Writers are foreshadowing.

Setting all this aside, I want to add my theory on the backstory and motive:

  • Twincer, who’s name is A_____ Drake, was born in Radley, as Dr. Cochran told us in 7A. 
  • Twincer was raised in Radley - not because she needed to be at a psychological hospital, but as a form of daycare, because Mary was deemed an unfit mother, and also she kept Twincer a secret from Peter… he already hated her (to the point of planning her murder, later on) enough for having one baby together, imagine Peter’s reaction to having twins.
  • There, Twincer met and bonded with her sister Charlotte. Charlotte became Twincer’s only friend. (Twincer might even be Bethany, since we already know of this bond between Bethany and Charlotte, and how Bethany was drawing Charles being taken away by a monster. But for this theory, let’s just forget Bethany for a second.)
  • When Mona came to Radley and started telling Charlotte about everything she did to her sister, Charlotte and Twincer wanted to play. They wanted a turn at harassing Spencer and her friends.
  • For Charlotte, as we know, it was the feeling of finally succeeding at something in life that made the game her drug. For Twincer, it was something far darker.
  • Harassing Aria, Hanna, Emily and Alison is all about driving a wedge between the girls. Twincer wants to break up the girls. Turn them against each other. Hopefully by throwing fire at the girls, they will break up, ultimately, to ruin Spencer’s life. Again, jealousy. Twincer’s plan is backfiring because it’s exactly A’s threats that makes Spencer say “we need each other more than ever” and “always stick together”. The writers keep making the point of SPENCER being the one to make the comments about “always” sticking together. Twincer cannot break Spencer and her bitches. This is fueling Twincer’s anger. Nothing is working.
  • That’s why AD/Twincer recently shot Spencer. “If I can’t break the girls up to ruin Spencer’s life, why not just become Spencer?” Twincer shot Spencer in an attempt to assume her identity and squeeze her way into the loving friendship group that she could never crack. “These girls are so loyal to each other… they don’t even break up after even my threats. Damn, I want to be a part of this. It’s my turn to live a happy life. You had your turn Spencer.”
  • Note: I do not believe that AD has been operating since season 1. Mona’s time as A is completely independent from Charlotte and Twincer’s story. Mona started the game, and now someone is ending it, and she wants to know who. Charlotte and Twincer are their own duo; their own A-team, which stemmed as a result of Mona coming to Radley. Charlotte revealed herself - next up in the A team is Twincer, who is carrying on the game she once played with her sister. 
Mary Knows

So, I think Mary knows not just that Cas loves Dean but that Cas is in love with Dean. My evidence.

She saw The Hug and she had…suspicions. She saw the way Castiel didn’t fit and spent time with him. Then while the boys were gone she saw how it broke Castiel…Castiel who was counting the fucking DAYS since he’d lost Dean. She saw the speech to Billie, she saw the look that we all saw. She takes some time, stays in touch with everyone…then this happens.

When Dean starts pushing Cas at the waitress, Mary tries to stop him. She probably isn’t used to Dean being a performative lil bean or his regular BS. She just sees her sons telling the guy who’s in love with him to flirt with someone else and she wants him to stop.

She’s tender with Cas, understanding.

She sees how Dean reacts when Cas is hurt, there’s so much guilt in her; not just because she put her boys in danger but she knows what this will do to Dean.

When Cas says “The things we’ve shared.” She gives a look, like…”are you hearing this? Is there more to you two that I don’t know?????”

Mary knows, and you know how I was talking about Cas confessing romantic love more explicitly to a third party…If it happens I know who I want it to be.

Walking Mary Home

I was able to walk Mary home outside of doing any of Joseph’s route. I do not know if you are able to walk her home after two dates with Joseph. I did this order of dates first:

  • Robert- Date 1
  • Damien- Date 1
  • Craig- Date 1
  • Damien- Date 2
  • Craig- Date 2

When I continued the game after that point, I did Robert then the next two of Joseph’s dates. Though Walking Mary Home scene triggered again and I wasn’t able to walk her home. Probably because you aren’t actually home wrecking in those three routes. I don’t know if the any of the guys can be substituted for it to still work, but I do know Robert is essentially key for this. Robert gives you that opening tie with Mary, and on Damien’s third date you realize how close Damien and Mary are together. Craig was only picked because of his interactions you can get with Joseph and the twins. 

There are some pieces missing in order to get Joseph’s good and true ending, but this makes it slightly closer.

Under the read only will be the scene of walking Mary home. Don’t read if you want to see it for yourself. 

Side note: Joseph Satansen is my character’s name just because I don’t know if being named Joseph would change anything. The Joseph Mary mentions is her Joseph not my dad.

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Someone raised the challenge to take the idea of the cult ending that was assembled from non-canon datamined content but figure out a way to reassemble it into something that’s both tonally in-line with the rest of the game and a satisfying cap to the story so I rose to the challenge because bouncing from springboards like this and connecting plot points is basically what I do for a living.

Also tried to find a way to include all the dads because these “bigger picture” stories are more fun like that.

Putting it under a cut for length and hella spoilers, but here’s my response to the question of “well how would YOU handle the cult end”

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anonymous asked:

Mary Watson as a character absolutely ruined BBC Sherlock. I hope one day you may read the books of ACD and truly appreciate the characters of Holmes and Watson. I have no intention of being rude, but am just baffled how anyone can so misinterpret two of literatures most loved characters.

{{Mary Watson as a character absolutely ruined BBC Sherlock.}}

Such a shame that you think that a great and interesting woman character ruined your interpretation of Sherlock. Even with yer preconceived notion that Sherlock and Watson were gay and in love, I think you could have still enjoyed MG and SM version of Mary Watson. Mary brought love into John’s life and made him happy when he was sadly mourning Sherlock’s death. She gave him a beautiful daughter and most importantly, she became best friends with Sherlock too.

That is the most important part because up until then, Sherlock was the only close and trusted friend that John had (yes Stamford was his friend too but not on the scale of what Sherlock became to John) Mary liked Sherlock instantly and Sherlock liked Mary instantly as well. 

Sherlock knew that Mary was not perfect and that when he read her that she was a liar and keeping secrets but Sherlock had just come off 2 years of lying to his best friend and was still keeping secrets so who was Sherlock to judge when he himself was far from innocent. Sherlock could see that Mary made John happy and Sherlock knew that John needed and deserved to be happy, especially after faking his death and coming back to life.

For John to have Mary in his life at that time was the best possible thing that kept the Holmes and Watson friendship going, she saved that friendship because she knew how much they needed each other, she knew how important that friendship was to each of those men. The addition of Mary Morstan to the Holmes and Watson orbit was not about dividing these best friends, it was about enhancing it, about helping it grow to the next level, which was the brotherly bond that Sherlock and John had.

It was Mary who saved that friendship not once, but twice.

It’s all fine and good you think Sherlock and John were in love, I wouldn’t tell you that yer wrong. If that is yer interpretation of these two characters then, awesome. BUT that shouldn’t cloud yer judgement and enjoyment of the character of Mary Watson because even in the ACD canon stories Sherlock liked Mary. And in BBC Sherlock, Sherlock Holmes loved and protected Mary Morstan Watson. She was his 2nd best friend and they had a bond that was totally real because they both understood each other.

They were very much flawed but they wanted to be better people and they became better people because they had one common denominator, and that was their love for John Watson. And both of them lied and did things to protect John from their truths. They didn’t judge each other and they didn’t have impossible expectations of what a friendship was supposed to be. Sherlock and Mary did the best they could. That is why their friendship worked perfectly.

{{I hope one day you may read the books of ACD and truly appreciate the characters of Holmes and Watson.}}

Honestly I probably won’t ever read the books. My husband who is a huge fanboy of Sherlock Holmes on the scale of the Mofftiss, tried to get me into Sherlock LONG ago but failed. I only became interested in watching Sherlock when I fell in love with Benedict and then fell in love with the BBC version of Sherlock. The writing, the setting of London, the actors that use their talents to bring these wonderful characters to life. The BBC version of Sherlock is the only version I’d ever be into. Fingers cross we will get S5 because S4 was AH-mazing! and I loved every minute of it and I’d love to see them expand on Eurus and explore more of the Holmes Family narrative. I’d love to see John and Rosie interact more, I’d love to see Irene Adler make a surprise appearance and cause some playful trouble for Sherlock AND I want to see how the Molly and Sherlock dynamic continues, now that we know they both love each other. I’d like to see where that love takes them..

{{I have no intention of being rude,but am just baffled how anyone can so misinterpret two of literature’s most loved characters.}}

Anon, no rudeness taken! But I believe you are confusing interpretation with truth. The version of Holmes and Watson, YOUR interpretation is that you believe they are and have always been in love. That they are gay and that is the way ACD wrote them to be, gay on the down low because back then homosexuality was not acceptable. Well, the truth is, ACD modeled these 2 men after people he knew in his real life. And gave them personality traits of the people he knew in that life. We don’t know what the truth was about them. All ACD gave us was the stories of 2 men and their ridiculous adventures and it’s up to the reader on how they want to view this 100+ year old relationship between the world’s only consulting detective and a doctor who became his trusted confidant and documenter of their adventures together.

Thanks for stopping by!

She never imagined that she’d be dating Chat Noir. An accidental meeting led to an occasional visit, which led to planned get-togethers. Their tryst remained far from the public eye, despite one half of the pair being a famous superhero (well the other was too, but that was a different issue altogether.)

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Breaking the Rules - part 5

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary:  Modern!AU You hate James Barnes with a burning passion and the feeling is entirely mutual. Just when you think things can’t get any worse, you are tricked into attending his sister’s wedding as his girlfriend. Stuck with a bunch of strangers, you come up with a set of rules that are not going to last long.

Word Count:2,326

Warnings: the usual 

Breaking the Rules - Masterpage

Originally posted by imissyourbattlecries

The next day was peaceful and quiet. The calm before the storm as Mary had said. You sat on the patio, cooking lunch with Bucky’s grandmother while he was playing basketball with his cousin, Peter.

When his grandmother caught you staring at him, she gave you a knowing wink and you ducked your head to hide your smile.

Winnie wanted to get to know you better and decided to take all the girls to the beauty salon to get ready for the rehearsal dinner. Of course, Bucky whispered a stupid comment into your ear and you discreetly pinched his side, making him yelp.

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Help From a Friend

“Okay, girl, you called us in here for a reason,” Alya said. “Stop stammering and SPILL.”

“Hey, babe, give her time,” Nino said, laying his hand on Alya’s shoulder. “Not everybody is as brash as you are.”

Alya huffed, smiling. “You’re such a dork, Lahiffe.”

“I’m YOUR Dork, babe.”

Adrien scooted forward in his chair, laying his elbows on the library table. “Marinette?” he asked, his voice as quiet and kind as it had been on that first day, the day with the umbrella. The day that she was DONE THINKING ABOUT THANK YOU. “Are you all right?”

She tore her eyes away from his. There was a different blond boy in her life now, and she didn’t want any backsliding. “Yeah,” she said. “I’m all right.” She shook her head, raven locks bouncing against her cheeks. “It’s just… I need your guys’ advice on something.”

“Yeah, sure, anything,” Nino said, pulling Alya in to test against his chest. She crossed her arms and smiled, while Adrien reached forward to take Marinette’s hand.

Marinette breathed in. “Okay. So, there’s this… guy…”

Alya blinked. “Oh, is THAT why–”

“Babe,” Nino snapped. “Let the girl talk.”

Marinette chewed her lip. “Okay. So… he’s a good friend. My… best friend, really.” She held up her hands. “Aside from you guys! Of course.”

“Of course,” Alya said.

“But… I’ve been keeping a secret from him for a while. And he knows I have, and he knows WHY, but… I think I want to tell him.”

“So… let me get this straight,” Alya said, leaning forward. “You’ve got a mystery guy…” She ticked one finger. “Who you’ve got the hots for…” She ticked another. “And you’ve got a secret that you want to tell him.” Another tick. “And we know… none of this.”

Marinette ducked her head. “Yeah. I’m… Im sorry.”

“It’s okay, Mari,” Adrien said. “Everyone has secrets.” It was odd… he looked almost… ashamed.

“So why come to us for advice?” Alya asked.

“Because…!” Marinette cut off, then took a deep breathe to steady herself. “Because we work so well together, you know? And I don’t want to screw it up. I’m afraid I’ll… ruin the dynamic.” She sighed. “And… he thinks so highly of me. He’s gonna be disappointed that I’m…” She gestured at herself. “Me.”

“Disappointed?” Nino interjected. “Mari, you do know that everyone in our class who’s interested in girls has had a crush on you at some point, right?”

Alya laughed awkwardly. “Can confirm, aha heh.” She blushed red from her cheeks to the tips of her ears.

“I’m sure he’ll think you’re incredible,” Adrien said.

“And if he doesn’t, then I’ll just have to kick his ass!” Alya interjected. “So… who is mystery boy, anyway?”

Marinette stared down at the table.

“Come on, girl,” Alya said, leaning forward to squeeze her shoulder. “We can’t help you if we don’t know what’s going on.”

“It’s…” Marinette closed her eyes and sighed. “It’s Chat Noir.”

Silence fell around the table.

Finally, Nino spoke up. “What?”

“I’m… I’m in love with-with Chat Noir,” Marinette said, tears filling her voice and filtering down her cheek.

Alya narrowed her eyes. “You’ve never met him, girl, you said…”

“Please don’t hate me,” Marinette whispered. She looked up. “You have to promise not to tell ANYONE what I’m about to tell you.”

“Promise,” Nino said, then jogged Alya’s arm.

“Promise,” she added. “Adrien?”

Adrien stared at Marinette. “I… promise. Yeah.”

“Okay.” Marinette took a deep breath. “I… want to tell him… that I’m Ladybug.”

Nobody said anything.

Marinette could swear she could hear the crickets chirping outside.

“Come on, guys,” she said. “Please. Somebody. Say something.”

Alya and Nino simply looked at her in shock. But Adrien… Adrien was looking at her with something else. An expression she couldn’t quite recognize.

“A-Adrien?” she squeaked. “Please… please, don’t hate me.”

He swallowed, leaned forward, and took her hands between his own. “My Lady,” he said, “how could you ever think I’d hate you?” His eyes softened as he looked into hers. “How could you ever think I’d be disappointed in you?”

Alya was trying her hardest not to scream. Nino was whipping his gaze back and forth between his two friends, trying to make sense of the interaction. But Marinette barely noticed. She was too busy trying to speak the word that was stuck in her throat, to evacuate the air from her lungs and ask the question she’d never dared consider. “…Chat?”

“I’m right here, My Lady,” Adrien said, squeezing her hands. “And I’m not going anywhere.”

4

Why haven’t you told me you’re on a Russebuss? There’s a lot of things I haven’t told you, Elias. But, you’ve told Mum? She doesn’t care. You know who cares. You were on a Russebuss yourself?! Yeah, because I’m a boy. So what? You know what people will think, right? We don’t want people to hate on you. We want your best. 

Cream & Sugar

Series: Mr. Holland

Relationship: Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: Mr. Holland gets to know the reader and her little sister

Warnings: Swearing as always, fluff, triggering if you don’t like people in the hospital

Word Count:3,300+

A/N: I’m building the story so please wait for the smut to happen.


[Reader’s POV]


“Why are you so dressed up today? You’re wearing your look at my ass skirt” Louis smirks before taking a sip of the coffee you made him. You swear his smirk reminded you of the cheshire cat.


“Well Louis I actually have a job now” flipping him off as you slip on your heels. His eyes grow wide as he walks around the kitchen counter.


“A job now? do tell” he sits himself wiggling in the seat getting comfy. Picking up your purse off the dining room table you look inside. Your eyes double checking you had everything you needed. You were up at six this morning to get ready so you can be there by seven.


“I’m a secretary at Holland Industries an-”


“The Holland Industries? the one that’s helping the hospital your sis is at?” He brushes his hair back that fell in front of his face.


“Yes Louis but before you interrupted I was going to say my boss is Mr. Holland himself.. I got to be his secretary!” you do a little dance out of excitement, you really needed this job.


“Is he even more attractive in person? I heard someones hand bled after slapping him cause they hit his jawline! Di-“


“Louis calm your whore-mones okay? I have to go to work.. I’ll see you later for lunch?”


“Text me what sushi you want babe, It’s time to celebrate” getting up he gives you a big hug. Waving good bye you take your keys out of the bowl by the door. Closing the door behind you and locking it. You make your way down the hallway towards the rest of your day.


-


   Walking into the building you click the power button of your phone. It illuminates showing the time and smiling that you made it an hour early like you wanted to. You had your box of things for your office resting against your hip as you walked. Being early was a good chance for you to personalize your office as well. You didn’t want it to be just an office you wanted it to be a home from homs. In a way you’re like Penelope Garcia from Criminal Minds with little trinkets you would decorate your desk with.


    Poking the button the elevator door dings open. Walking inside the elevator you see another person walking in right after you. Her hair reminded you of how Arianna Grande wears her ponytails. She pushes her glasses up her nose giving you a small smile.


“What floor?” you ask her pointing at all the buttons. She holds up the number with her hands and then points to her ear shaking her head no.


‘I’m on the same floor’ you sign to her with one hand before pressing the button. Looking back at her she introduces herself and showing you her name sign. Thank god you were trilingual and Sign Language was one of the languages you knew.


‘I feel so alone here, it’s nice someone here knows my language’ she confesses as the two of you walked down the hall. Unlocking your door she walks in with you helping you set your stuff up. She offered to help you since you’re new and she wanted to chat.


‘Is he as mean as they say he is?’


‘you mean Mr. Holland?’ you raise your brows in a question earning a nod from her. Marie sets your organizer down next your iMac.


‘From what people have written to me they say he never keeps a secretary more than a week” she pushes her glasses back up. Glancing down at her watch that lit up she excuses herself saying she needs to go. Waving goodbye she leaves the room, her ponytail bouncing a bit.


    Looking over at the clock you mentally think you should make his tea now. Setting your phone on your desk you walk to the break room. Your heels clicked against the marble flooring as you walked. The lighting wasn’t bright but tolerable because you hated bright lights. Seeing a sign you see in white lettering say “Break Room.”


   Pushing the door open you see a couple of people in there. Smiling you head inside and walk over to a cabinet full of white mugs. There was a small kitchen in here which was nice. There were couches and a table for people to eat at. Thinking more about it there are people that probably stay here overnight to work. Pressing the button down on the electric kettle you patiently wait for it to heat the water. Pulling out two mugs you set them aside. Picking out of the options you pick your tea bag and grab one for Mr. Holland.


   Tearing the package open you set each tea bag into the mugs. Once the water is heated you fill up both of the cups. Grasping the string you circle the bag inside the mug letting the tea disperse in the water. Repeated that to your mug you then locate the sugar and two spoons. Opening the fridge you sea some milk and pull it off the shelf.


   When you’re done you pick up the mugs off the counter. A man waits for you holding the door open. Thanking him you make your way back to your office. Turning the handle down with your elbow you push the door open with your hip. Setting your mug down on your glass coaster. Knocking on your door that connected to his office you wait for a response.


“Come in” His voice sounds through the door making your heart beat a little faster. Grasping the handle you turn it and walk into his office. His head turns looking in your direction. Walking over you see his eyes scan down your body and back up.


“Here’s your tea Mr. Holland” you smile setting a coaster down on his desk. The mug making a small clinking sound as you set it down.


“Did yo-“


“Little cream and sugar, I hope you like it” the nerves inside you were building up. Maybe there would be a new record and he would fire me for not liking the tea I made. What Marie told you earlier made you scared as fuck.


   He lifts the mug up sniffing it smiling a bit. Noted he doesn’t mind that you chose an Earl Grey  tea. Bringing the mug to his lips he takes a sip of it. Raising your hands to your chest you hold your hands together. Silently praying he liked it. He looks over at you chuckling showing his adorable smile.


“You can relax love, I really like the tea.. thank you I really needed that this morning” His smile prominent as he looked up at you.


“Y-You’re welcome Mr. Holland… is there anything else I can do for you?” tilting your head slightly to the side bringing your clasped hands down in front of you. Rubbing his jaw he takes a cursory glance at your skirt then back up to you.


“I don’t have anything till nine.. will you bring your tea in here and join me? I don’t want your tea to get cold” He loosens his tie a bit relaxing in his chair. Halting before you do anything, is this a test.


“No this isn’t a test, go grab your tea I’d love the company this morning” Mr. Holland chuckles at your reaction. Shit you actually said that out loud? Walking to your office you grab your tea and cellphone then head back taking a seat across from him.


“So what did you want to talk about Mr. Holland?” you ask crossing your leg over your knee. Your skirt rising a bit naturally.


“I.. wanted to talk about you communicating with one of my Deaf employees” his eyes glued to your legs made the blood rush to your cheeks.


“She’s a lovely woman Mr. Holland, I had a lovely chat with her while setting up my office” smiling at one of the stories she told you. Marie is quite a funny girl.


“How do you know the language, I read in you’re trilingual?” sipping his coffee he looks at you waiting for an answer.


“I learned Spanish when I studied abroad but I know Sign Language cause I’m a CODA” you explain taking another sip of your tea before setting it down.


“If you don’t mind me asking what’s a CODA?”


“Oh a CODA is a child or children of Deaf adults, my parents and sister are Deaf, my older brother and I are hearing” shifting nervously in your seat from the stare he had on your body.


“No wonder you looked like a natural, I’m glad you’re here then so she can feel more comfortable.. the last Deaf employee I had got transferred to the states since they moved there.. I had them work for Jacobs building in the states while Harrison and I take care of things across the pond” you notice how his smile lights up when he talked about The Holy Trinity Foundation.


“I talked to my sister the other day, she told me to say thank you for hiring me but also thank you for the help because now the hospital is getting better too..” Looking down at your hands you smile remembering how happy she was. You sat with her while she got chemo treatment to hold her hand through it. She hated being alone when she got treatment. Both of our parents were working extra so we could pay for her treatment.


“Love are you alright? your smiles gone..” Mr. Holland’s finger tilts your chin up making you look at him. He was standing in front of you leaning against his desk. God you’re an emotional wreck sometimes and can’ t control it.


“I’m sorry, I think it’s just best I don’t talk about her” you stand up walking past him to your office. Your body is stopped by a hand grabbing onto your wrist. Mr. Holland pulls you back to him making your body almost collide into his.


“Please tell me about her, is there something I can do?”


“I don’t need your pity Mr. Holl-“


“Tom.. please call me Tom” looking up at him you let out a defeated sigh. The look in his eyes reminded of you of a puppy.. you love puppies.


“Okay.. Tom, my sister is going through expensive treatment and it’s hard seeing her go through it.. her smile is disappearing slowly the longer she stays in there.. funny thing is she loves all of your Spider-Man movies you made in the past” His hand feeling warm and soothing around your wrist. Tom’s thumb rubbed slowly up and down your wrist.


“I have an idea of something to bring a smile to her face.. let me make a call” letting go of your wrist he pulls out his phone. A minute goes by of him talking to someone on the phone. Tom hangs up his phone putting it back in his pocket.


    Grabbing your hand he pulls you out of his office. You ask him what’s going on but he tells you to trust him. Complying you follow him then realize he’s holding your hand. Looking around you see some people whispering as he pulls you towards the elevator. Looking back down at your hands, yes this definitely doesn’t look right.


    Taking your hand out of his grasp once inside the elevator you keep your eyes locked to the floor. You held the Tom Hollands hand. The thought made your cheeks flush and heart flutter. Tom tilts your chin up gliding his thumb against your jaw. It felt like sparks flew underneath his touch.


“Alright lets go” he lets go of your chin walking out of the elevator.


-


“What’s her room number?” Tom asks as the two of you walk down the hallway. Your heels clicking in the quiet hallway of the hospital.


“396” you say pointing towards the child wing of the hospital. The hallway went from boring to fun as it connected to that part of the hospital.


“I’ll be there in fifteen minutes okay? Harrison is bringing me something” Tom smiles at you before you walk through the doors. Looking down you see the colored tiles and Alice in Wonderland themed decorations hanging. Every three months they change the theme in here.


    One of the nurses who knows you tells you she just got settled into her room. Apparently your sister was in the playroom for most of the day due to the new toys they put in there. Sliding the door open you see your sister laying in her bed. She had a one of your knit beanies on her head. A tube sticking into her nose that connected to a bag.  Your heart hurting at the sight.


    Flickering the light on and off you get her attention once you peep your head past the curtain. Her eyes looking up meeting yours, a smile immediately appearing on her face. She winces when she tries to get up. Signing to her you tell her to stay and not move. Pouting she sits back down and crosses her arms.


‘Jaelynn don’t cross your arms’ she huffs out signing fine exaggeratedly. Her little hands flying as she signed quickly to you. She told you how she wants you here instead of her interpreter. The woman dressed in black shifts awkwardly in her seat.


“I’m sorry, uhh I’ll be here for about an hour? why don’t you take a break and go grab something to eat, I’m sure you need a small break before Neil comes in”


“Thank you, I’ll be back within the hour, see you later Jaelynn” Claudia signs and talks at the same time waving to Jaelynn. She waves quickly then putting her hands in her lap.


‘I know this treatment makes you cranky but you need to be nice to Claudia, she comes here to help you’ your facial expressions stern as you sign to her. Emphasizing on being nice to Claudia and pointing to her name sign she made for Claudia.


‘I’m sorry, I don’t want to be here” her little brows furrow together as she pouts. Reaching over you pinch her nose making her giggle. Her face not being scrunched up in a pout.


“Jaelynn we have a surprise for you..” Turning to the side you see Harrison holding a camera. Jaelynn asks what’s going on and you sign you don’t know. Fingerspelling Harrison’s name you tell her that’s who’s behind the camera. Harrison walks by then aiming the camera at the curtain.


   All of a sudden Spider-Man does a flip landing landing in the empty spot next to Harrison. A smile on Harrison’s face as he captured Jaelynn’s reaction. Her little mouth formed an O as she saw Spider-Man stand up. Her little hands signing as you watched.


“Wow! it’s Spider-Man!! he’s here look look” you voice for her smiling over at the masked hero. He reaches up pulling his mask off. Tom shakes his head making his curls fall back in place. Your eyes going down his suited body that clung to his muscles.


“I’m Spider-Man but you may know me as Peter Parker right?” His Queens accent sounding so natural, your hands moving along as he talked. Her eyes watching you then she signs back to you with a smile.


“Of course who doesn’t know about Spider-Man!” you voice excitedly loving the smile that was on her face. Her little hands acting like she was shooting webs.


“How bout we make a Spider-Man pact yeah?” you sign raising your eyebrows at her so she knows it’s a question. She tilts her head before signing  quickly to you.


“Spider-Man pact? I’m a sick kid” your smile dropping after what you just interpreted. Tom sits on the side of her bed. Her hands reaching for his web shooters. She points to his web shooters and starts signing to you.


“You’re Spider-Man, you have web shooters that catch the bad people” Tom laughs at her excitement of his suit from the movies. Jae holds his hand looking at it closely tracing her fingers over the black detailing.


“Of course you are! your powers are fighting against the medicine you have..I talked to Mr. Stark and he wants to pay for your treatment so that you can get the best care” you were shocked at how natural he sounded with his Queens accent. She looks at you watching your hands as you interpreted what he was telling her. Noticing her eyes shining and a smile on her face. It was beaming which brought tears to your eyes.


“So you know the hand shape I make is actually the same shape as I Love You in ASL right?” Her eyes look at her hand and mouth opens in shock. Nodding her head at Tom she raises her hand saying I love you.


“What does that mean?” you ask for her as she looks at Tom who sets his mask down on the bed. Her face held confusion as she looks at you waiting for you to interpret.


“It means that we can make our superhero bond.. I’ll show you”


   He takes her little hand forming it into the I Love You sign making sure her palm is facing down and he places that onto of his hand in that shape. He points with his left hand showing how the signs point to each other. She signs with her free hand letting out a little laugh.


“Spider-Man what do you mean by that!” you say looking over at Tom who was smiling down at Jaelynn.


“It means that there is love everywhere and love beats anything.. That’s why Spider-Man is so much cooler than any other Superhero cause on top of fighting the bad guys I get to spread love to the world. I get to spread the love now through the pact to help stop those bad guys inside you so you don’t have to do this alone…” tears formed in her eyes as she took in everything you signed. She looked down at their hands connected smiling. Getting up slowly she wraps her arms around Tom’s neck.


“Thank you Tom” you whisper wiping the tears from your eyes as they fell down your cheeks. Jaelynn lets go of Tom handing him back his mask. Her hands move in little quick movements.


“When will you be back Spider-Man?”


“I have to see when Mr. Stark needs me for another mission but I’ll definitely stop by to check on my Spider-Man pact friend” He reaches up fixing her beanie that was about to fall off. Claudia enters the room  setting her purse down on the counter as she walks in. Her eyes looking at the whole scene in front of her.


‘He came to see Jae don’t worry, we’ll be leaving now’


‘I’ll come by tomorrow okay? Mom and Dad are busy for the next week’ you sign to Jae before giving her forehead a kiss. She waves to the both of you as we leave the room. Tom goes to the bathroom with a bag and comes out minutes later dressed in his work suit.


“C’mon lets get back to the office and start rescheduling appointments, and Harrison please edit that and upload it to the foundations website” the three of you make your way out of the hospital together. Harrison gives you and Tom a hug goodbye as he takes off to his car.


    The drive back to the office was full of conversation. Mainly you thanking Tom for even thinking of using his suit to surprise you sister. You haven’t seen her smile like that for over six months. Her smile today was all thanks to him. He told you he would start a campaign to help raise funds for Jaelynn. Maybe Marie was wrong, he doesn’t seem cold from how she described him…


“Love, can you make me some tea again with cream and sugar?You made it perfectly the last time..” He hands you his empty mug picking up a file with his other hand. Your fingers brush against his making him look at your hand then back up to you. Tom’s gaze captivating yours almost pulling you towards him just by the look in his eyes.


“Yes Mr. Holland,cream and sugar.. just how you like it” you whisper before turning around and walking out of his office. You could feel his stare burning into your back as you sauntered out down the hall. 


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Imagine Dean bonding with your daughter who has a soft spot for him and not missing a chance to flirt with you.

“Press the button?” Dean’s voice was heard as you cautiously made your way upstairs, not wanting to make your presence known yet just because you wanted to see what he and Mary were doing.

“Press the button.” her little voice was heard and you smiled without even realizing it yourself.

“And down we gooooo!” Dean made a voice and soon a huff was heard along with Mary’s giggles. You rested your weight on the doorframe, still not saying a word as you watched the green-eyed man play with your daughter.

“Can we go again?” her little voice was heard in between her giggles and you saw Dean chuckle; none of them had realized you were standing there watching them.

“Again? Ok. Hop up!” he grinned at the little girl and you bit the inside of your cheek as you fought to keep a smile off your face. In vain.

“And up we go!” he slowly lifted her as she was sitting on his shoulders.

“Press the button.” he pointed his finger upwards as she pressed hers there.

“And down we go!” he huffed as they fell back down on the bed, her laughter filling the entire room.

This time you couldn’t contain your laughter and as that you made your presence known. You walked inside your bedroom to be greeted with huge smiles from both Dean and the little girl.

“You two seem to be having real fun huh?” you smirked and he chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck a little nervously.

“We’ve made a mess haven’t we?” he asked looking around him and mostly the bed but you shook your head.

“No it’s ok.”

“Mommy!” Mary exclaimed as she jumped off the bed and ran towards you “Dean and I were playing a new game!” she said looking up at you with big (y/e/c) eyes.

“Hmh I saw that honey. WWE games.” you said, giving a look at Dean whose eyes widened.

“How’d you know?” he breathed out, guilty face on as if he’d been caught on act.

“I’m not just a pretty face you know.” you chuckled before bending down to pick up your three-year-old girl.

“Mommy can Dean stay with us tonight please?” she asked with an innocent smile and you glanced at Dean to see he too was waiting like a little child with big green eyes for an answer.

“I don’t know sweetheart. He’s a busy man, wouldn’t want to keep him here and busy with boring girly stuff when there might something or someone waiting for him tonight.” you said almost slyly, glancing at Dean from the corner of your eye.

“No!” Mary said with a deep frown and an adorable pout “Dean wants to stay with us, don’t you Dean?” she asked looking back at the man that you knew she had developed a soft spot for. He wasn’t her father no, her real father had died before he had the chance to meet his little girl, but you were glad your little girl didn’t feel the absence thanks to the older Winchester.

“Absolutely lovebug!” he grinned walking towards the two of you “There is no other place on Earth I would rather be than with the two of you. Plus-” he looked at you with a small, you could say almost satisfied, smirk on his face “There isn’t someone waiting for me tonight, apart from Baby to tak her on a long ride.”

“Huh is that so?” you raised an eyebrow, trying not to show how interested you really were so you prefered to play Mary’s hair, tucking a few strands behind her ear “How come? Considering who you are I’d expect the ladies to be fighting for a few hours in your agenda.” you mumbled and he shrugged.

“There is no lady I’d be more interested in spending my time with than my little princess.” he smiled softly down at Mary who giggled when he kissed her cheek. Despite everything, and despite the small pang of jealousy, you couldn’t help but smile at how much of a father figure – a great and loving one at that – Dean was being for Mary.

“So mommy, can Dean sleep with us tonight? Pretty please?” she batted her eyelashes at you and you glanced at Dean who had a hopeful look on as well.

“Well if he wants to-” you started and he spoke up immediately.

“Absolutely!”

“I’m warning you though, there will be plenty of Tangled and sparkles and glitter because we’re going tobe making a cake.” you pointed out and he grinned.

“Sounds amazing to me” he breathed out sincerely and you couldn’t fight off the smile.

“Come on mommy, please let him stay! Pretty please!” she wrapped her small arms around your neck, giving you that adorable smile you just couldn’t resist.

“Very well then, he can stay.” you shrugged, trying to not let your own excitement show. Your daughter was enough excited for the both of you as her and Dean cheered both smiling like kids on Christmas day.

“Ok now, go wash your hands sweetie-” you set her down “We’ve gotta get started on that cake, yeah?”

“Alright!” she nodded her head “Dean will you help us?”

“Absolutely pumpkin!” he booped her nose and kissed her forehead as with a giggle she ran out of your bedroom towards the bathroom to wash her hands.

“She’s developed a soft spot for you, you know.” you mumbled with a soft smile as you fixed the bedsheets.

Only her though?” he asked with a cute grin and you shook your head with a laugh.

“Shut up idiot.” you threw a pillow at him “I’m being serious you know.”

“Yeah-” he softened “I know” he hummed with a fond smile that made your own heart swell inside your chest “I really love her too.”

“You know, maybe it’s because you spend a lot of time together- which: thank you very much for. I don’t know what I’d do without you.” you looked at him sincerely and he shook his head, helping you by picking up her toys.

“You know you don’t have to. I love being with her, and if it takes one more worry away while you are working then it’s my pleasure. Both mine and Sam’s.”

“I know” you held his gaze for a good few moments “I just- I’m saying this because- no matter how much time one can spend with her it doesn’t mean they’ll have her trust. She’s not an easy child, not really open. But with you-” you shook your head with a laugh “If I didn’t know any better I’d say you are her father.”

Dean chuckled softly, his eyes lingering on her toys that he had in his arms “It would be my honor.” he whispered and your eyes locked on him.

“What?”

“To be her father.” he looked into your eyes “It would be a honor for me. She is an amazing kid, I would love nothing more than to call her my daughter.”

“As I would love nothing more than to call you her father.” you whispered the small confession and he gave you a boyish grin.

“You know-” his smile turned into a flirty smirk that just made you weak on the knees every time “-that would mean I’d have to be something more to you too, right?”

“Yeah, the only drawback right?” you chuckled and he shook his head.

“Are you kidding me? I’d be bragging to everyone if the mother of my child was such a bomb!” he grinned widely and you bit your lip, chuckling.

“Yeah right.” you scoffed and he gave you a look.

“Don’t make me fight you on this, (Y/n). You know I’d definitely win this. I have my ways.”

“Which include?” you raised an eyebrow suggestively and you saw his eyes darken for a minute.

“Oh you’d like to know sweetheart?”

“Perhaps?” you shrugged innocently and he laughed.

“I’d love to do so too but- not with a kid walking around. Maybe when she’s asleep, I’d love to show you.” he winked and you chuckled.

“You’re such a flirt.” you shook your head, jumping when you felt his hand on your back; not having realized when he came close to you.

“Oh princess, I’m not flirting.” his face got closer to yours “I’m giving you a promise.”