Ok but Percy Jackson isn’t just cute or even just hot he’s ACTUALLY ATTRACTIVE BECAUSE OF HIS PERSONALITY like he’s relatable to the readers and he’s not disturbing with millions of sex jokes and he respects Annabeth and gives her credit for how badass she is and admits his faults and ACTUALLY TRIES TO IMPROVE THEM and he loves his mom and he’s just so respectful??? Like???
Imagine: John Wick rushing home after finding out that you were injured while he was away on a mission.
There was a moment of panic; heart stopping and stomach dropping. Winston had called John while he was still working (something that was somehow more concerning than it was frowned upon). Winston had said you had been injured; John hadn’t exactly heard what came after those initial words though. All he knew was that he had packed up his rifle faster than he remembered, entirely disregarding the target he had been waiting out for hours now, and was back at the continental in less than twenty.
“Where is she,” The words had rushed in through the doors of the hotel suite, along with John.
When there was no reply, the assassin looked around the room before saying the words again.
“Where. is. she,” He demanded, charging across the room, his eyes scoping out the extent of the suite before settling on Charon.
“She’s sleeping,” Charon replied, polite and calm as ever, rising from the arm chair set across from (Y/N)’s resting place. “Rather peacefully, if I may add.”
John gave Charon a swift look over, before spotting the slightly battered girl tucked into bed, and letting his expression soften slightly. The assassin nearly stopped in his tracks at the sight, his heart skipping a beat and his stomach dropping; (Y/N) looked so peaceful while asleep that a part of John was terrified she might actually be dead.
“Is she?-,” John began, not able to bring himself to ask.
“No,” Charon said, shaking his head, a knowing smile tucked in the corner of his lips. “Quite alive, Mr. Wick… just heavily sedated at the moment.”
John nodded gently, swallowing the lump in his throat.
“Why is it always you?,” the assassin through to himself, giving (Y/N) a worried look over -a look which seemed to border a thin line between sadness and guilt.
John shook his head, letting out a weary sigh. After a moment, the assassin made his way over to (Y/N), pulling a chair close and setting it beside the bed so he could keep a protective eye over her.
“Charon?,” John asked, not once looking away from (Y/N).
“Yes, Mr. Wick?” Charon replied.
“Thank you for watching over her, while I couldn’t,” John’s voice was low but sincere.
“You’re welcome, sir.” Charon nodded, smiling gently, ducking out of the room.
John closed his eyes for a moment, inhaling a deep breath, leaning in close and pushing the hair from (Y/N)’s face before gently pressing a kiss to her forehead.
YOU DID A THREAD WITH TT HOW EXCITED WERE YOU ABOUT THAT?! Btw: it's super cute and I love it
((OOC: I mean, honestly, this has been me the entire time:
Just for reference, that has been me for the past week. Just hollerin’. I’ve been blushing for upwards of five days. I’ve lost what little chill I had. My cat is avoiding me. My roommates are moving out. Wake up screeching, go to bed hoarse. This is just my life now. ))
Fuuuuuckkk. That was… that was not what I expected at all! The ending literally just blindsided me and ripped me apart. I don’t like the feels that you made me feel! You have a heart steph?! ….this is almsot as bad as burning Baby…..
This shouldn’t have hurt me as much as it did! Like I AM A DEAN GIRL! … but but but Sammy, poor alone Sammy. I don’t know how to feel anymore. I feel like everyone is trying to turn my into a Sam girl recently…..
I do love it! This was so cute and so fluffy! Also featuring one of my favorite songs! I belt out Bohemian Rhapsody very frequently and if Jensen were to randomly pop in while it was doing it, I wouldn’t mind ;)
It’s okay to be angry. Anger’s good. But you have to know where to put it. Giving a school guard a black eye is… short-sighted. You get kicked out, then what?No education, no prospects. Doubt you could do much for your sister if you can’t even take care of yourself. To really protect people… you need power. This place is the first step in getting it. It’s not too late to do the right thing.
I hate the fact that Cas is still doubting where he belongs and who he belongs with. He still doesn’t feel welcome with the Winchesters and for sure he doesn’t feel welcome in heaven. And I don’t understand why, after 8 years, he still hasn’t found a home. I’m so sorry for him, my poor little baby.