Okay. I’m really, really late, but this crappy thing took way longer than expected. The last time I’ve colored something was like five years ago and I never even tried to shadow my drawings back then?
So today (at least today in my time zone) the great @lesbianspacenerd has birthday and she’s such an amazing person!! Really, she’s awesome. I wanted to write a story in the beginning, but my english kind of sucks. Next I wanted to draw Pidge with Indira (just go read i here, it’s so good) but I just can’t draw. So yeah. Please don’t hate my for this crappy idea and the shitty colouring.
I call it “Your favourite local trans buddies” btw.
Notes: lots of parental angst lately for me so I wanted to get some of it out with some fluffy Sam stuff. Feedback appreciated! Find it on AO3 here. Might write a second part, morning after smut, if I get enough feedback!
Having Sam Winchester by your side when the rest of your family was telling you to go to hell was the best thing that could have happened to you.
Sam Winchester was the world’s kindest, most burdened soul, and he took on the pain of everyone that he came into contact with, hoping to ease some of their suffering.
When you first met Sam, you’d been taking down a rugaru and he and his brother burst in just as you were firing off the flame shots. Dean and you had teamed up before. When you were both younger, and you’d heard stories of the infamous Sammy, but meeting the man was an entirely different story. Dean had said Sam was tall, but tall was an understatement. Standing 5’4”, you weren’t exactly tall yourself, but Sam towered over you by at least a foot, and you felt like a dwarf. Of course, he tried hiding it, tried making himself seem smaller than he was, and your heart squeezed a bit for this thoughtful man.
You couldn’t help but sigh in content at the warm feeling that embraced your body, it felt so nice and addictive and you wanted more. You rolled to your side and let your arms fall over what ever was making you feel so good. You heard a grunt upon the contact you made followed by a satisfied sigh.
Ugh it even sounded like heaven! What was this…this thing that made you feel like you were on cloud nine and taste ecstasy in all its forms? You forced your eyes open to peek at the source of your delight…and there he was…his peacefully heaving toned chest was the first thing that your eyes laid upon.
Gosh his recent efforts did pay off was the first thought that popped into your head, his body looked like the sculpted works of an angel! You slowly lifted your head in hopes of not waking up the sleeping man next to you, you wanted to see him and know who he was, his fiery red hair was messily cascaded over his eyes and his lips were formed into a small pout.
Wait..! You know this hair, those sleeping eyes and this pointy nose, and those perfectly kissable lips!!
This was non other than Park Chanyeol of EXO!
And as if he heard your low realization gasp, he slowly woke up and blinked a few times before his head dipped down at your direction and his sleepy dreamy dark brown eyes met yours. He lazily smiled and said: “good morning baby girl”.
Baby girl? What? When? And most importantly how? You wanted to say something back, ask him why he called you baby girl, or at least greet him back, you knew yourself as anything but rude, but the constant buzzing that you felt along with the nudging completely stopped you from saying anything.
And suddenly his smiling face and his tight embrace started to fade and you couldn’t feel him anymore, and all that was left for you was the annoying buzzing and nudging that were now accompanied by a familiar girl’s voice who kept telling you to get up. Get up? From where?
“Aish! How many times do I have to come here and wake you up? Get up already” the female’s voice said in a grumpy clearly fed up tone.
Your mind was in a state of haze or what the Korean variety shows that you watched so attentively described as “mong”.
What was this person even talking about? And more importantly.. Who was she?
As your mind wandered into discovering the answers to all your questions, you heard loud footsteps and the female’s voice returned “Y/N seriously wake up!
Did you come all the way here to Korea so you can sleep in?” the voice that you recognized as your friend’s Lee Han Byul said, and you felt your warm covers being taken away from you.
Lee Han Byul was a friend who you met at the company you worked in. She was pale, cute and sweet with dark hair and a fringe. And her most obvious characteristic was her short temper, and you liked her so much because she was incredibly friendly towards you when you first started working at the company.
You groaned and slowly opened your eyes trying to read in your surroundings and adjust the light that burned your tired eyes. “Oh it’s you… Why are you yelling? Geez!” you said with your sleepy broken voice and sat up rubbing your eyes.
“I wasn’t yelling the first three times I came in here…now get up already and take a shower so we can go out!” She said as she kept yanking at your arm til you fell off of the bed head first while your lower half still remained on the bed.
Lord what a mess you were! “I had a dream about him…again!” you said with a ridiculous smile and a giggle. “Who? Oh please don’t tell me… Chanyeol?” God leave him alone" Han Byul groaned at you.
“You don’t get it Byul-ah! He was so hot in this one!! And I actually felt him!” you said as you embraced yourself with both of your arms like an idiot in love. “A- I do get it because I’m an EXO-L like you remember? And B-GET UP ALREADY!!!!” she snorted back.
“Alright alright jeez!” you said with a pout and you stuck your tongue out at her as you made yourself comfortable in a sitting position.
“Where’s my phone? I need to check my feeds” you said looking around for your phone that you dramatically call your son.
“Nope! I hid it away. Go shower so we can go out! It’s the weekend and the weather is amaze-balls today” Han Byul told you as she walked away to her own room.
The streets of Seoul surely did not disappoint, they were clean and organized. Trees of all kinds filled the neighborhood you and Han Byul walked in, and the aroma of the newly blossomed flowers mixed with that of coffee and freshly baked cakes and pastries filled your nostrils. It was refreshing and relaxing.
And Han Byul didn’t lie when she said the weather was amazing, because it was just the right amount of cloudy and it was crispy and warm, and the small circles of dew fell over the leaves and flower petals that appeared in various shades of different colors, creating pictures that are worth taking and keeping.
“I’m so glad I finally came Korea” you said as you closed your eyes and took deep breath inhaling every scent that loomed in the air. “Me too” Han Byul replied as she sweetly smiled at you.
Your outing today consisted of walking around the streets with minor shopping here and there and trying the various street foods that were steaming hot and so deliciously displayed.
“Let’s go check out that store” Han Byul pointed taking your attention away from the numerous shopping bags that you held in both of your hands and were organizing for a more comfortable hold on them.
“Uhh.. Sure, just once I get these in order” you said through almost clenched teeth as the shopping bags refused to cooperate with you.
Once you held them comfortably, you lifted your head and started walking only to be surprised by the fact that Han Byul was out of your sight. You slightly panicked because the street was crowded with people and shops and Ahjummas and Ahjussis yelling to sell their goods, it was overwhelming and you absolutely hated losing your friends or anything for that matter in the crowed.
Your head shot left and right looking for her as you paced down the streets and took turns here and there, and when you couldn’t find her, you decided to get your phone and call her.
But conveniently, your phone was practically buried inside your purse that was full of items you didn’t even need but were too lazy to take them out.
Your fingers searched and struggled inside your purse to get a hold on your phone, you kept looking for it with one hand while the other was busy holding the shopping bags and your legs never stopped moving, until you suddenly bumped into something or someone you didn’t know, because you instantly fell to the ground and your things followed along spreading all over the side walk.
You groaned at the pain that landed at your butt and you heard a man speaking and asking if you were alright.
“Miss?… Are you okay? Oh my God I’m so sorry, I wasn’t looking where I was walking and I…” he spoke from under the cap he was wearing as he kept trying to get your things back into their bags.
You didn’t say anything, you just stared at the flustered man who sounded annoyingly familiar. He wore an over-sized black sweater that had red writings over it which you weren’t quite able to read, a pair of black shorts, black shoes and a back pack that seemed rather expensive for a regular man.
“I’m… I’m fine, are you alright? I’m sorry I was the one who bumped into you, I was just trying to look for my phone so I can call my stupid friend who suddenly disappeared” you felt yourself unnecessarily explaining as you tried to ease up the awkward situation. You heard him chuckle a bit before he said “Ugh phones! They’re a real trouble! I was busy with mine when I bumped into you” and lifted his head and flashed a full toothy smile that you were all too familiar with.
“I know right? They always…” you responded but were immediately cut off once your eyes landed on the man’s face. Your eyes widened once you realized who you were speaking to, and who was gathering your things and now helping you get back up on your feet.
“Y…you’re..” You tried to say something but your shock wouldn’t allow your tongue to respond to your brain signals. He chuckled again and said “Where are my manners..I’m Chanyeol, Park Chanyeol” he said and extended an arm towards you.
You froze in awe and your reaction was a bit slow, you took his hands and said “I know.. And I’m a fan.. No! I’m not.. I mean… Uh I mean my name is [Y/N]”.
He slowly shook your hand and kept an amused grin on his face as he stared into your eyes. “So are you a fan or?” he said never breaking eye contact nor letting your hand go. “No no! I am! Don’t get me wrong!” you said blushing completely embarrassed at not being able to brace yourself in front of him.
“So Y/N are you sure you’re not hurt any where?” he asked and the sound of your name coming from his mouth made goosebumps creep all over your skin. “Yeah… No I’m totally fine, thank you for gathering my things” you said shooting him a thankful humble smile and a small bow.
“That’s a relief” he said as he stared deep into your eyes. You expected him to leave after that but he didn’t. Instead he just stood there and stared at you with that same amused grin that never left his face with his hands in his pockets.
“Is.. Is something wrong with my face?” you asked him feeling slightly uncomfortable with his staring. He smiled showing you his pearly white teeth and shook his head before he said “Nope… I just think you’re really cute”.
“You what?” you said not believing that Park Chanyeol would actually say that to you. “You look like Pikachu… You’re cute!” he said it again.
Before you could say anything, you heard a voice of a slightly older man who called for Chanyeol from afar.
His head shot to the direction of the sound and he looked back at you and said “Well, looks like I gotta go, I’ll see you around…Pikachu”. He said and went on his way.
You stood there not sure how to interpret and register what he just said to you or what just happened. Was he just being nice? Or was that just part of his fan service? You honestly wouldn’t know, so you turned on your heels and walked the opposite direction.
“Hey Pikachu!” you heard his voice call out the nickname he decided to give you without your approval.
You turned your head to see him jogging towards you. “You forgot this” he said handing you a small paper that resembled one of the many receipts you had in your bags. He leaned in and said “I’m glad you lost your friend, or else I wouldn’t have been able to bump into you”.
And with that he just left.
You opened the piece of paper curious and wondering why he had to come all the way back to hand you one of your receipts, or so you thought until you flipped it and saw a bunch of digits and a note written at the back of it that read: I couldn’t just leave like that and not ever see you again… you’re just too cute! This is my number.. call me. Oh and please don’t distribute this.. I trust you..Pikachu.
You couldn’t believe it!! Park Chanyeol actually gave you his phone number! You looked at it almost ready to jump out of happiness. Just then you heard Han Byul calling for you.
“Ugh! There you are! Where did you run off to?” She said catching her breath from all the running she did to find you. You didn’t answer her as you kept looking and smiling at the cute note Chanyeol handed you. “Why are you smiling by yourself? What did I miss?” She asked confused at your lack of response and the smile that was plastered on your lips.
You looked at her and said “I met someone”, and grinned like an idiot for the second time today. “Who? And how?” She asked excitement evident in her voice. “Someone… special… we met by chance!”
You said holding the note to your chest close to your heart as you smiled towards the direction that Park Chanyeol ran off to.
Andreil prompt: In the middle of a game, Raven players pull out dashboard lighters and everything goes down hill (panic, fighting, possessiveness/protection).
This is the third time I’m starting this because apparently tumblr hates me, so I’m typing it out on word and I’ll just copy paste it. Anyway, I love and thank you for the prompt, and anyone else that wants to send anything else my way is absolutely welcomed and encouraged to do so, I live for it On to the panic (Imma start angsty, but I’ll bet you anything I’ll have found a way to make it happy by the end. I don’t know what’s wrong with me, I can’t help it. Use @philosophium’s angst if anyone actually wants that)
So it’s the first time the Ravens face the Foxes after the spring championship
It happens at the nest
The foxes step onto court ready to face their opponents
And the fans repeat the bells-defeaning sounds routine
But somehow angrier, drowning the foxes even more
They start to play and the Ravens keep the game pretty civil considering
The Ravens had all summer to feel furious at the team that cost them their title, their pride, their coach, their captain
And has caused them to look at all the banners that hung once with pride, that made people anxious to face them, with anger and disgust
And they’ve had to think long and hard about retalliation
You bet your ass Riko gloated about all the things that happened to Neil to his minions before he knew he wouldn’t have the chance to get his turn at him
Before he knew about his mark being burned off
So they were just biding their time
Let’s pretend that their uniforms would have pockets okay? Okay
At a pre-determined count of bells, they take out dashboard lighters from their pockets
At first Neil only sees the glint of metal, shining under the stadium lights
Then a Raven checks him hard and manages to touch his arm with the metal
He freezes, flashing back to that night, but pulls himself together after a while
The only reason the other foxes don’t notice is because they are still playing the ravens, so everyone’s got their hands full and Andrew is too far away to be able to see every move Neil makes
But you know, you know he still pays attention to him
A second raven passes Neil, and this time the lighter is warm and the taunt that accompanies it sharp
Neil starts shaking, and that gets Andrew’s attention
His grip on his racket gets deadly and the next time a Raven tries to score he starts pushing back a bit too hard, after a while getting carded for excesive violence
The Ravens take advantage of the break to switch players
When the new raven gets into the court and touches his (slightly) burning lighter on Neil’s skin from behind, Neil starts hyperventilating
He falls to the floor, not being able to escape that night
As soon as Andrew sees Neil on the floor, he has ditched his racket (into the stomach of the closest raven) and is running towards Neil
Now the people that say Neil is fast haven’t seen Andrew rush to Neil’s side
He makes a point to bump hard into every black clad figure on his way
(He hits a couple of their own players because he has tunel vision and he can only think Neil)
Matt and Dan have started throwing punches at their marks, because they have blocked them off
Allison has to be restrained not to run onto court
The referees are trying to break the fights that have broken out all over the court
A raven tried to stop Andrew by tackling him, but he’s up, has sliced the raven’s palm and is running towards Neil again
He finally, finally reaches him
He looks at Neil on the floor shaking and not being able to breathing, panic creeping in now that he’s actually in front of him
He pushes through it and pulls Neil into a sitting position, taking off his helmet, pushing his head between his legs and snipping “Breathe” at him over and over
He talks to him about how he’s in the court with him and he’s right beside him, murmuring I’m right here over and over
Neil clutches his shirt, knucles white with tension
Andrew takes Neil’s face between his hands and frces Neil to look at him
Andrew’s hands on Neil’s face begin to ground him and slowly he stops feeling like drowning and starts taking breaths again
When Andrew hears Neil take that first deep breath he is so relieved
( I will, generously, not write he lets out a breath he didn’t know he was holding)
By that point the rest of the foxes have been let onto court and the fights have been broken
So Neil’s family approaches him, bloody and bruised and concerned
Andrew lets Matt touch Neil’s arm
Dan and Allison look about ready to find the first Raven in vincinity and beat them within an inch of their lives
Renee, Nicky and Kevin sit to the side, waiting for Neil to get up
Concern in their eyes
Neil looks up at them and he remembers why he’s there today
How they fought for him and accepted him and held on tight, how they wouldn’t let him go
Not that night and not now
And after nodding at Matt with a small smile, he turns to Andrew with gratitude in his eyes
And it reminds Andrew too much of that night, of the goodbye he gave him
So he scowls, throws a percentage at him, but will not stop squeezing his arm
The ravens don’t get a single shot past Andrew as long as he’s allowed to be there, but that’s not for long, because he is viciously rebounding the ball from the shoes of the strikers, getting careless with his racket, accidentally hitting too many of the players
Matt is not much better
They both get benched for the second half of the game, alongside Neil
The foxes still win, Neil watching from the sides, Andrew and Matt on either side of him, Dan, Allison and Nicky close by
He watches Kevin take his former team head on, not afraid of them anymore and fighting for himself and Neil
He watches his new team and the way they play on the court
And he thinks maybe, just maybe, being Captain next year won’t be so bad after all
Summary: The reader and Rafael have an affair
(kind of) but after a disagreement, the reader ends up heartbroken. But when
they are working on a case and something very
inconvenient happens, they are forced to talk about their real feelings.
A/N: Okay, I warned you. This is really
crappy and I have no idea why I even post it. Maybe you’ll enjoy it anyway… I
don’t know. xD
Word count: 2,352
(Y/N) = your name
(Y/L/N) = your last name
Warnings: mentions of sexual actions (not
explicitly), a bit of angst in the beginning and lots of fluff at the end (in