only to torture him with love

things you should know about kaz brekker
  • his real name is kaz rietveld but he changed it to brekker when he saw this on a piece of machinery because he thought it sounds badass
  • he broke his leg but instead of letting it heal properly he was like “ah whatever” and then he got himself a cane with which he could probably smash skulls of his enemies
  • at 14 he had a crush on a girl named imogen but he would punch anyone who would dare to say that kaz brekker ever had Feelings™
  • he also had a brother, jordie, but he died
  • so kaz spent god knows how long plotting the Perfect Revenge and it was so good that the man who conned his brother didn’t even know what hit him, pekka was done did dead (not actually but y’know)
  • encourages rumors that he may be an actual demon (i mean im sure matthias wanted to exorcise the demjin at one point tbh)
  • probably started the rumor by disguising himself as someone else and telling people scary (and obviously made up) stories about THE kaz brekker because he’s Extra
  • he dresses in suits because he’s totally Not a thief, he’s a Businessman
  • he hates skin to skin contact which is why he always wears gloves
  • but he doesn’t mind taking them off around inej (or taking his shirt off and cleaning himself in front of her if we’re at this point)
  • he’s really good at maths (he probably threatened some poor soul into tutoring him but in a way that no one would know he actually needed tutoring because he’s THE kaz brekker and he was born smart)
  • practices magic so he can cheat even more
  • the boy would single-handedly break into fort knox
  • he would do literally anything for 30 million kruge (selling his soul included [he probably already did that tho])
  • i’m pretty sure kaz thinks he doesn’t need oxygen as long as he has the money
  • owns like 89 fancy hats
  • treats jesper like his brother and calls him “jes” because jesper’s father did that
  • says he only keeps wylan as a bait but at one point he adopts him even if he doesn’t know this
  • probably writes poems about inej’s laugh
  • goes batshit crazy after inej is injured, tortures and throws a guy who hurt her to the sea but then doesn’t speak to inej for 2 days
  • and when he finally does it’s to discuss money, Romantic™
  • man he loves inej so much but he suppresses the hell out of this
  • he’s obsessed with crows; he has a crow tattoo, he feeds crows, he knows everything about them, he probably talks to them like they’re his kids
  • he’s Not Bothered™ but then he says shit like “i’d crawl to you” or “she was lovely and brave and better than anything he deserved”
  • he’s a big softie for inej
  • honestly he acts like he doesn’t care but he would probably die for inej, nina and jesper
  • but also he’s an asshole and a control freak and he doesn’t even deny that
  • jesper probably shouts “you put cute in execute” whenever kaz kills someone
  • he never smiles
  • and he certainly Did Not Smile when he saw inej, wylan and jesper coming to his rescue in a freaking tank
  • (he did)
Seventeen as the Mafia + How He Met You

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S.Coups/Choi Seungcheol

Originally posted by sevixxteen

  • That type of leader that doesn’t take shit from anyone, except his members because he can’t fight them all at once. 
  • Gets to know and observes people for a long time before recruiting them
  • He’s very stressed lately as they are a relatively new gang and there are a lot of fights going on with others for territories.

He met you in one these fights when you tried to make a distraction for your gang. You were about to go upstairs to the roof when you bumped into him

“Who the hell are you?” he asked immediately taking his gun out and pointing it at you.

“The same goes for you. You’re not from my gang so I’m here to kill you.”

“Oh really.” he asked smacking the gun from your hand and getting your hands behind your back. “You chose the wrong member. You see I’m the boss and now I can use you as a hostage.”


Yoon Jeonghan

Originally posted by visual-17

  • Looks like an angel and he actually is but in reality he’s the one you should be afraid of the most.
  • Nobody has seen him kill anybody because his methods are too cruel to do them in public.
  • Apparently has some beef with EXO’s Sehun. No one dares ask him but it has something to do with Sehun mistaking him for somebody.

By accident you got involved in a weapon dealing incident with him and he has been planing on killing you ever since. You were good at hiding your tracks but he saw you one day in the city and decided to get rid of you just there in the street but then realized that this fight would probably end up in a blood bath so instead he approached you in secret.

“You have to keep quite and come with me, if you don’t want to die here.” he said pressing his gun to your back.


Joshua/Hong Jisoo

Originally posted by jihanlife

  • Nobody knows why he’s in the gang as he was never invited.
  • When Seungcheol first noticed Jisoo he thought he’s a spy or something (as he appeared out of nowhere) and was about to kill him when he promised that he’s good at at least something
  • And he was, to everyone’s surprise Jisoo’s aim and accuracy is the best out of all of them that’s why he prefers snipers.

He was told to get rid of you silently but you noticed him at the last second and he missed the shot causing a massive panic in the street. You used this opportunity to escape which made Jisoo even more angry. He hasn’t missed a shot in a long time and was determined to get you for that. But whenever he thought he got you cornered he somehow managed to miss and after a while he started to enjoy this little game of yours and soon realized that he doesn’t even want to kill you anymore.


Jun/Wen Junhui

Originally posted by jisoos-princess

  • Pro at hand to hand combat.
  • Trains all the members and teaches them different fighting techniques just in case.
  • His training routine is no joke and everyone is practically dead after it.

He met you before he joined the gang. You were jogging at the same park every morning. As it was really early and not a lot of people were out it became like a habit for him to greet you before he ran past. Eventually he wanted to engage in not only small talk and find out more about you and he started slowing down every single day till he was running at the same pace as you.

“Finally decided to slow down?” you asked.

“Only for you.” he winked.


Hoshi/Kwon Soonyoung

Originally posted by fyhoshi

  • Experimented a lot and finally came up with his own method to make drugs.
  • They were incredibly popular and so he quickly went up the ranks and now whenever there is deal going on it has to go through him first.
  • His first idea was to make poison but he somehow made drugs so nowadays he likes mixing different ingredients to try to create a new deadly weapon.

You had the audacity to attempt to take his throne as the king of drug dealing. You were stubborn and despite a lot of orders to report what you’re doing, you made your way around and stole half of his clients. He had enough and thought that the easiest way to fix this problem would be to get rid of you. But he had no idea you thought the same thing and somehow got his whole warehouse blown up. He caught you outside.

“You little shit, now you will have to take responsibility and I’m not letting you go any time soon.”


Jeon Wonwoo

Originally posted by visual-17

  • Likes money. A lot. And doesn’t like sharing. At all.
  • Easiest way for him to get rich was cards that’s why he started gambling at a really young age and now is a pro at it and is amazing at bluffing.
  • Enjoys tricking his own gang members and actually gets the most money out of them.

Played poker with him once. He lost. Now he wants his money back but you keep denying his challenge. He usually shows up at the most random places just to ask you. You got into your car and almost spilled your coffee when you noticed him sitting in the back seat.

“Wonwoo what the fuck?”

“Come on Y/N, let’s play.”

“Can you get over that already? Get the hell out of my car.”

“I guess I have to take some more drastic measures.” he said taking his gun out. “We’re going to my place.”


Kim Mingyu

Originally posted by fuckyeahmingyu

  • Can smuggle anything in and out starting from stolen cars and ending with guns.
  • Doesn’t stay in the city for too long as he always has deals all around the country.
  • But when he comes back everyone is extremely happy to see him as he’s mostly chill and just being near him calms the others down.

He met you when he was away on a trip. You asked him for help when your car broke down and he fell in love at first sight. He stayed in the city for more than two months just to keep seeing you and you eventually became good friends when Seungcheol was done with him ignoring his orders and went to get him back himself. Well Mingyu obviously didn’t want to leave you but you didn’t want to go to another city either so he decided to be blunt.

“Y/N I don’t know how you feel about me but love you so I’m sorry but you have only two choices, you either go with me on your own free will or I take you by force.”

 

Woozi/Lee Jihoon

Originally posted by seungcheofine

  • Somehow the ones who look the most innocent are the most dangerous in this gang. The same goes for Woozi. But he only uses violence when it’s necessary.
  • His specialty - torture. Favourite methods - teeth and fingernails pulling.
  • He charms his targets with his cute appearance and then gets every last bit of information they can muster.

You were unfortunate enough to be his target. You were screaming in pain for at least and hour, swearing that you don’t know anything when Seungcheol came in and told him that they got the wrong person. He set his tools aside and stood in silence for a few minutes.

“Fuck!” he shouted shoving everything from the table. You just watched in horror not knowing what’s going to happen next. He turned around and untied you. He was ashamed of himself and couldn’t look you in the eyes.

“At least let me treat you your wounds.”


DK/Lee Seokmin

Originally posted by livinthediamondlife

  • Is responsible for looking after the gang territories and making sure they don’t get taken over.
  • Usually doesn’t think twice when someone trespasses and just shoots them on the spot.
  • But still has incredibly good and friendly relationships with the residence of the areas he’s taking care of.

Trying to bypass through his territories was a big mistake. He noticed you’re not a local and decided to find out what you’re doing here. 

“Hey you!” he called you over but you just looked at him and started running. 

“What the heck?!” he thought as he started chasing you. You didn’t know the streets well and ended up in a dead end.

“I got you cornered. Now you’re going to tell me what you’re doing here or I will have to use violence.”


The8/Xu Minghao

Originally posted by mountean

  • He’s great at annoying and pissing everybody off easily but it’s hard to catch him as he’s incredibly fast.
  • That’s why they send him when their is a need to infiltrate, spy or track anybody.
  •  That doesn’t always work out as he likes to make either a grand entrance or exit and by doing that he attracts the attention of anybody nearby.

He was following you to get some information when he lost you. Suddenly he felt a knife press into his back.

“Why are you after me? Who hired you?”

He tried to take you by surprise by turning around and taking the knife out of your hands but he lost his balance and fell on top of you.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” you asked.

“Well this is quite the unfortunate situation you got yourself in.” he smirked. “If you promise not to make a scene our meeting won’t take long.”


Boo Seungkwan

Originally posted by infinitblaq

*Jun shows up out of nowhere*

  • One of the first members who joined and everybody is thankful for that every single day because they wouldn’t have got where they are without him.
  • The missions he plans have a 99% chance of success.
  • Failure is not an option for him so he makes detailed strategies for all type of possible scenarios.

What a surprise You showed up at the wrong place at the wrong time and ruined all his perfect planing. The members haven’t seen him this pissed in a long time when he grabbed you and almost dragged you to one of the rooms. He roughly pushed you inside and you almost tripped on your own legs but his gentleman side couldn’t let a lady fall in front of him even when he was angry so he caught you midair and watched how confused you became by the second.

“Sit.” he said pulling you up and pointing you to the chair. “We have to talk.”


Hansol Vernon

Originally posted by sneezes

  • Knows anything and everything and the others should learn from him how to get verified information as fast as he gets.
  • Good with electronics that’s why he never goes anywhere without his trusted computer.
  • Despite some members protests he tends to sell the rarest info for big amounts of money to the other gangs.

He find out about you when he wanted to sell some info but the gang told him they already have what they need. Surprised that somebody besides him found it, he was determined to track you down. He was even more shocked when he saw that you’re a woman as there was not a lot of them in the industry.

“What? You think only men can do this type of work?”

“No but I find the women who do incredibly sexy.”


Dino/Lee Chan

Originally posted by dino-net

  • Despite being the youngest he knew about the mafia world the most.
  • His father had a gang and was killed during a deal so he asked Seungcheol for help to someday avenge him.
  • Takes all advice given to him very seriously and tries his best to help.

Some trusted former members of his father gang were asked to take care of him so that’s why you followed him and also joined this gang. He found this annoying as he wanted to escape his past and always treated you harshly but when he noticed that you’re not around anymore he got kind of sad. But to his delight you came back after a few weeks after taking care of business.

“Missed me?” You smirked.

“Please don’t ever do that again.” he said, giving you a surprise hug.


A/N: I wonder if I should make a masterlist but I’m so lazyyy… Anyhow, feel free to request more scenarios, reactions etc. I keep up with a lot of groups, both male and female!! 😄

Obey (Sub!Jimin Smut)

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Genre: Smut (Mother Mary help)

Warnings: SMUT DEAR GOD SMUT, dirty talk, Sub!Jimin, Dom!Reader, orgasm denial, overstimulation, ass play, swearing, bondage

Word Count: 5586

Wow okay so I read @seokvie‘s and @btssmutgalore‘s sub!Jimin fics and they inspired me to write my own. I’m decently proud of this, considering I have 0 experience writing something like this. Thank you to @jin-oppa for gushing about this topic with me and @fortheloveofsuga for just being a good person in general.


Many would look at your boyfriend’s sharp jaw, thickly muscled thighs, and chiseled face and assume that he was dominant in bed. Rough, even. Jimin did, indeed, carry himself with straight shoulders and his head held high–long legs carrying him confidently across the room as his dark eyes zeroed in on something in the distance. He would present you out in public as if you were a work of art, his thick hand pressed into the small of your back and his full lips grazing your temple. If ever any other man raked their eyes down your body, his warm eyes would harden to stony obsidian orbs–either lowering his hand to rest on your ass or keeping direct eye contact with the potential threat as he brushed his lips across the expanse of your neck. Your boyfriend dominated you in romance, indeed. But you had a secret.

Park Jimin was not dominant in the bedroom.

He would occasionally play the dom role, his jaw clenching and nostrils flaring as he rammed into you from behind–leanly muscled chest pressed against your back as he leaned over you to growl obscenities in your ear through gritted teeth. When he was angry, he would pull your hair and bring you so close to the edge that you could feel yourself beginning to tip over, just before he would yank you back again. But that was only when he was so furious that he was seeing red.

Most of the time, he preferred to wholeheartedly submit himself to you. He thrived off of your praise, the little phrase “Good boy” nearly flinging him off the edge and into an orgasm any time you breathed the words into his hair. He loved to be tied up, and teased, and spanked until he was begging you to let him cum. He adored it when you tortured him with sucking on his cock long past he was finished, the mixture of pain and pleasure drawing him nearer to yet another release.

It wasn’t always so extreme, but there were nights when he needed to be controlled and you needed to control him.

Tonight was one of those nights.

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The reason Outlast is such a good horror game story wise is that the real horror only happens if you have empathy for the people in the Asylum and know that the real monsters are the rich guys in suits who like money enough to hurt people and keep hurting people

Like the whole time Miles Upshur doesn’t say a bad word about the people in the Asylum, even the ones tryna kill him. The whole time he talks shit it’s either about the way the place isn’t fit for human habitation, how Murkoff is horrible, and he talks allllll the shit about Trager and Wernicke 

But when it comes to the guys actually actively tryna kill him he knows it’s not their fault and is even sad when Chris Walker gets killed

He was always “fuck this place” and never “fuck these inmates”. Never. The only inmate he hates is Trager because Trager deserved it and because he was a torturer long before he was an inmate. 

And that also helps with understanding why Miles doesn’t fight back even when he has, like, parkour skills enough that you know he got upper body strength

1) he doesn’t wanna die, obviously, but also 2) he doesn’t wanna hurt the inmates. He’s fighting Murkoff, not them. 

The real reason Outlast is so good is because its driving factor is empathy, and that’s why a lot of people love it. Miles’ empathy brings him into the asylum and keeps him from just picking up a weapon and hurting the inmates, Waylon’s empathy gets him trapped in the first place. The lack of empathy is what made the Asylum so awful in the first place. And I love it when enemies are still human, and so so very sad, even when they’re scary and violent, because it gives layers and levels to a game that you don’t see in other horror. 

It’s been a week since the first time I watched “Take Back the Falls”, and there are still some things I’m just not over. For example:

-The way Mabel throws out her arms like a little kid who wants to be picked up when she sees Stan. (This is the moment I started to tear up. That’s right. I didn’t even make it twenty seconds in to this episode.):

-The look on Dipper’s face when he tells Stan about Ford’s capture.

-Ford’s split second of open panic when he realizes he’s in chains. (Seriously, the sound of Ford’s chains rattling over Bill’s song was just chilling.)

-Watching Stan pout all the way through the first half of the episode, but just feeling sorry for him because of where it’s coming from.

-Ford being tortured—actually on-screen, screaming, we see him fried to a crisp tortured, and not only does he not give in, he strikes this little “fight me” boxer pose.

-On top of that, the way Ford is willing to endure days if not weeks of torture at the hands of the being who manipulated and betrayed him, but the second Bill threatens the kids he breaks (and I flash back to that scene in AToTS when he looks so excited to learn he has a niece and nephew. Turns out he’s hiding a great big bleeding heart under that sweater and he loves those kids with every square inch of it and OH CRAP THIS WILL NOT END WELL).

-Stan taking the worst possible moment to throw a childish tantrum because Ford won’t thank him.

-Ford taking an even worse moment to make an equally childish and wholly pedantic remark on Stan’s grammar, thus underlining just how petty the grudge between them has become.

-This moment, because it seems to be the moment they both realize how stupid they’ve been:

-Bill locking Stan and Ford in a cage and it turning out to be his undoing, because once Stan and Ford actually talk to one another they begin to see each other for who they actually are, and they make up as though nothing ever happened.

-Stan.

-Ford deciding to throw himself, the world, and everything he’s spent thirty years working towards away just for his dumb family. 


-Stan deciding to take the burden from Ford’s shoulders and throwing himself away for the sake of the world and his family, even though he knows it’s something he won’t walk away from. 

-Ford’s face when he points the memory gun at Stan. (That…that hurt.)

-Did I mention Stan? Not any specific scene, just Stan in this episode in general, but right here in particular: 

-Mabel being told that Stan is gone and reacting just like every kid who’s lost someone for the first time and who doesn’t quite understand how that can happen. 

- “He saved me. You’re our hero, Stanley.” (No, that’s okay, Hirsch. It’s not like I was using my heart anyway.)

-Actually, every dang moment of this episode between the point when Dipper and Mabel try to distract Bill in order to give their uncles time to get away and the scene with Mabel’s scrapbook was just mesmerizing. It’s incredible. I love every single frame. That was the best sequence of the whole show, bar none.

-The eucatastrophe:

-The fact this this show had a eucatastrophe.

-This and everything it implies:

-And last, but not least, THIS:

I Own You

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Words: 2508

Warnings: Angst;  rough, unprotected sex; fluffy ending

A/N: I had a mighty need to write some angry, rough Loki… So here you go. I hope you enjoy! 

Originally posted by luvn-loki



A dull headache was the first thing that woke you up. You blinked few times to clear your sight and look at the empty side next to you.

Turning around you noticed that the sheets were a pure mess and then you noticed that it was 2 p.m.

“Ah, great!” you groaned and then pulled to covers to the side.

You were naked and probably got awfully drunk last night.

Then it hit you. You had a fight with the god of mischief before you let tequila possess you.

 You laid back in the bed and tried to remember something more from last night, but you got nada. All you could still feel was the strong smell of the steaming alcohol off your skin.

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12x22: Dean Winchester is going to die

Well, when I was new, I wrote a whole post about this, about how early episodes but especially 12x11 foreshadowed that Performing!Dean was going to be deconstructed by the end of the season… Fans self.

The death of Performing!Dean in this episode was BEAUTIFUL. It was EXQUISITE. I couldn’t have asked for MORE! 

I literally grabbed and punched @amwritingmeta in the leg I don't know how many times as I paused it to point and shout.

1. The Grenade Launcher

So, the grenade launcher = performing!Dean metaphor. We had hoped and boy did they deliver! Did anyone else notice, while Dean was *ahem* knocking down the seemingly unpenetrable physical walls, that, maybe it was my weird link, but it seemed to me that the flashing ‘red’ lights in the MoL bunker were decidedly pinky-purpley in colour rather than standard alarm bells red and the flashlights glowed on the blue side of white… (the MoL HQ lights are also brightly pinky-purple to keep the theme going, I mean honestly what self respecting 1950s MoL guy chose this for the bunker instead of the usual red? Please!) Just saying. 

Originally posted by ohh-bloodyhell

“It wasn’t long ago I thought we had it made. We had Cas back, we had mom back. I mean it wasn’t perfect but still…”.  This is it. Dean’s facade has been coming down all season, but at this point now, he just doesn’t see the point in holding it up anymore.

And what does Sam do? HE OPENS UP TO DEAN. He tells Dean how he feels, the reasons why he followed the MoL - that it was “easier than leading”, that he made a mistake. This enables Dean to be truthful himself, in the end, now. Again, they have had many times to reflect on their own deaths but this is another time similar to 11x23 where he can really reflect on what he has lost, and now what is that? Cas and Mary.

Dean uses the grenade launcher, that he’s been dying to do since forever, blows down the impenetrable seeming wall, saves the day. How meta do we need to go? It’s BLATANT. The choice in the colour of the lights, the dialogue, his feelings… the walls are Dean’s facade and the grenade launcher is his way of breaking it down. YES. This has been building all season and much prior to this other meta writers have said that he grenade launcher is associated with Dean’s hidden side, his bisexuality, Destiel etc… this is meta gold, THIS is a meta aspect Dabb was talking about. Toni even then parallels the tearing down of Mary’s mental wall with Dean’s physical use of the grenade launcher, just moments after. It is so well put together :D

Also, I have long believed that the bunker had to go. It represents too much the MoL side of things and the whole ‘living below ground’ thing is way too underground / metaphorically bad. For me they need a real, healthy home which is in between Bobby’s hunter house and the MoL bunker. Hopefully they will find a nice modern MoL home with kit but that isn’t so hidden above ground somewhere next season to take over and make their own :D

2. Sam the MoL leader

“Real hunting isn’t just about killing, it’s about doing whats right… I want you to follow me”. We have wanted this for Sam all season, the MoL story fits his personal arc so well (so did Eileen, still bitter), this is Sam’s endgame. Sam said just moments earlier that he didn’t want to lead, but now he is, because it is necessary and because he is good at it. I believe he will now see that this is what he wants and will work towards this for his endgame.

This then leads to…

3. Dean and Sam - ending the brodependency and Dean as Sam’s parent

Dean lets Sam go, the dialogue is amazing. “You’re ready for this… you got this” paralleled with an actual mom/daughter conversation between Jody and Alex. 

Originally posted by bridget-malfoy-stilinski-hale

Dean literally talks to Sam like a parent letting their child go off to college and I had to pause this for a long long moment to process and scream “they’re actually going there!” not even knowing what was coming next… man…

Then comes the Mary / Dean scene.

4. Dean and Mary

This was always going to be what Mary led to for Dean’s arc. After Amara had started this addressing of Dean’s facade in season 11 and Mary is basically an extension of Amara this season re: Dean (in the same way that she still has to influence Sam’s arc re: Lucifer, that is for next season). I LOVED how BLATANT and textual they made this, the actual lack of subtext because it was all in the ACTUAL TEXT! 

Firstly, Dean considers letting Toni go, which I had expected, to show the difference between our boys (morality) and the MoL as monsters.

Then… “Dad was just a shell…I had to be a father and a mother to keep him safe, and that wasnt fair, and I couldnt do it, and you wanna know what that was like? They killed the girl that he loved, he got possessed by Lucifer, they tortured him in hell and he lost his soul…But I forgive you, for everything.” MY HEART!

Ok, yeah, they did the thing, they brought Jess up 30 mins before killing the guy that Dean loves after not mentioning her for…. A DECADE? And paralleling one of the few scenes we ever saw her in with Dean/Cas too? After we already had the parallel with Dean seeing Cas when driving along, same as Sam did? So, only the scene of Sam and Jess in the bar and the scene where Dean actually meets her haven’t been paralleled now with Dean/Cas? I’M LIVING!

But seriously. The rest is exactly what we, the audience needed to understand Dean and to show casual viewers Dean’s inner angst in order to understand the facade coming down, this is exactly what Dean needed. He has come full circle, this is the start of the culmination of the end of Performing!Dean (which Jensen has no said at Jibcon will be furthered in season 13!).

Dean actually TELLS Mary in his mind that he hates her, but that he loves her. That he had to be Sam’s mother and father, and that it wasn’t FAIR. This is so important, that he didnt just say that it happend and that it sucked, but that it wasn’t FAIR and that he did not DESERVE IT.

This is Dean addressing not just his mother but how HE feels about it, how he feels about HIMSELF, that he is saying that he DESERVES MORE and has SELF WORTH. 

These are all the words I have been using since 12x01 re: Dean . I’m so happy!

5. Ketch kills Toni, Mary kills Ketch after Dean beats him to a pulp, PERFECT, Jody kills Hess, again perfect.

This had to happen to keep our boys on the ‘don’t kill humans unless they HAVE to’ side, especially after Dean considered letting Toni go. Thank you.

6. Winchester family reunion 

Sam’s forgiveness of Mary, Dean’s reaction to the happy family hug (it’s great but someone is missing…). “Who we are… we kick ass. We save the world” 

Originally posted by fangirlingtodeath513

SAM AND DEAN ARE ACCEPTING THEMSELVES THIS SEASON. In 12x09 Sam said it, now Dean says it. After all the angst this episode and for Dean all season…

This whole episode was for me the culmination of the deconstruction of Performing!Dean this season, which has been the main theme carried through on the character - driven side of things, it was beautiful.

In many ways I view this as the character - led season finale and 12x23 as the plot - led season finale (which I will post my thoughts on right up next).

I cannot WAIT to see the result of this episode come across next season. 

We have not only now Performing!Dean pretty much dead or on his way out, the Dean Winchester is going to die metaphor was fully used and was fantastic, but coupled with Cas being brutally taken away from Dean, the parallels with 2 key canon romantic couples (Sam/Jess and Cain/Colette) in this within SECONDS of each other, plus the Jibcon revelations that we will see more of Dean’s reaction to this in season 13, apparently crying (and Jared not even hiding Destiel jokes now) make me pretty much 100% convinced Destiel is really endgame now.

Aside from this we now have Dean accepting himself, his internal self acceptance arc coming to a close, Sam’s MoL arc coming up and I will touch on the other aspects of the story for Sam in the next post as they are relevant to Lucifer / Jack, and Cas’s arc too…

Season 13 is already set up for exactly the endgame I am wishing for!

Tink’s Endgame Wishlist :

- Mol! Sam (and Eileen, Chuck I’m still bitter about that though, I really hoped her death would turn out to be a misdirection). Pretty much CHECK.

- Hunter / Mol collaboration with Sam and Dean as leaders. Pretty much CHECK.

- End of the brodependency, Dean acknowledging he was Sam’s parent and letting him go. CHECK.

- End of Performing!Dean. Pretty much CHECK.

- Human!Cas and self worth and belonging for his arc. TBA probably next season, what happened this season makes no sense if not to lead to this.

- Destiel. Pretty much CHECK. (And now after seeing Jibcon and the boys just joking about it all the time? Yeah, I don’t think they have an issue with this!).

- ALL THE RAINBOWS

Imagine if FAHC Jeremy tried to act as innocent as Jeremy did on Off Topic. 

I’m not rowdy. He says pouring a shot. 

I’m nothing like you guys. He says, after holding up a bank. 

I was a good a kid, didn’t do anything wrong. He says after shooting someone.

I mean, I may be a criminal. But I’m not like the Vagabond. He says after torturing doing an interrogation. 

Michael is always there to give him a look and say Are you fucking kidding me?

Well, I mean. Jeremy tries to defend himself. I only kill someone for self defense. 

You shot someone yesterday because Gavin bet you couldn’t hit a person from across the street with your eyes closed. 

I mean. Yeah. 

Sex with the Avengers

Request: In your opinion, what is the favorite sexual position of each guy (Steve, Bucky, Pietro, Clint, Bruce, Tony) with a female partner? And for Natasha and Wanda (ONLY if you’re comfortable with)? I’M IN LOVE WIH YOUR BLOG! -Anon

A/N: Oops, I planned to write this quickly -like just tell you the positions, but now here I am, four hours later and all of the descriptions aren’t even containing one exact position. Sorry, I hope you like these anyway haha x AND THANK YOU DOLL ♥

Ps. Gosh, I’m such a trash for Steve.

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Pietro

Keyword: His speed. Oh god, that speed. He would take time to have sex with you, but he would use his speed while teasing you –first, he’s kissing you against the wall and before you even realize, you are laying naked underneath him, his mouth devouring your dripping wet core, causing you to scream his name from the sudden contact.

Pietro would love to be on top; pressing you against the mattress, kissing your lips or sucking your neck demandingly. This position gives him everything he wants; chance to see your expressions, eventuality to touch you and the oh so good possibility to use his speed on you, fucking you hard while you tangle your fingers to his hair or dig your nails to his back, leaving marks he loves to see at the morning after your heated night together.

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Huntress in the Snow

What if Rhys had met Feyre back when she was still a little girl, alone in the woods and hunting for her family? Inspired by this beautiful work of art, here’s the hypothetical meeting between an abused, tired Rhysand and a tiny Feyre.

 

Rhysand rarely leaves Amarantha’s court Under the Mountain.

He rarely leaves her bedroom, for that matter. Life is just a frenzy of lies, sex, dancing, drinking, hatred and torture these days and he has long given up on making his existence bearable. He doesn’t really care anymore.

He doesn’t care for the stares they give him, the names. He doesn’t care for those pitying glances. He doesn’t care when Amarantha is straddling him, using him, her fingers pulling his hair.

Spring Court is covered in masks right now, but Rhysand might as well be wearing one, too. He doesn’t recognize himself in the mirror anymore. He murmurs things in her ears, he lies, promises, he kills on her behalf, he smirks and laughs and betrays, and he isn’t sure he can ever get back from that.

He’s doing it for Velaris and his beloved ones. That is what he tells himself, over and over and over again, when he’s buried inside her or when he snaps someone’s neck. It’s the only reason he’s still holding on. Velaris. Mor. Amren. His brothers. His court.

Court of Dreams. It’s like a bitter joke, ashes in his mouth. He doesn’t know if he will ever see them again. Doesn’t know if he wants to- after what he’s done.  

He probably won’t ever see them again. This nightmare will never end.

Life is miserable. Rhys doesn’t care.

With the way things are developing right now, his old enemy Tamlin is going to join them in a few years- 42 years have passed and that fool, that idiotic fool hasn’t managed to break the curse. If he realizes that he could save them all, Rhysand doesn’t know. Perhaps Tamlin is just trying to protect those he loves as well. Perhaps he’s trying- perhaps he’s fighting.

Perhaps he’s not.

Rhysand doesn’t care.

He also doesn’t care that Amarantha sends him to the human realm today. To find a group of fae from Dawn Court that have escaped; find them, bring them to her, watch her torture and kill them and fuck her afterwards. It’s nothing to him. He’ll play his part. He’ll be urgent and passionate- I’ve been aching for you, my queen, my everything, woman of my dreams- only you, only ever you- he’ll make her scream his name and kiss her afterwards.

All the while, he’ll be somewhere else. He’ll be talking to Amren, quietly. He’ll be drinking with Cass and Azriel, playing cards. He’ll be dancing with Mor. He’ll be walking through the streets of Velaris.

That’s the only thing he has. And even those memories are further and further away from him with each passing day. Rhysand is afraid that he’ll wake up some morning and find that there’s no fight left inside him- that he’ll just give up.

He looks around.

He’s in a forest, close to the wall. It’s spring, but snow still covers the trees and the ground. He will encounter no humans here- none of them would be so foolish, so daring to get this close to the wall. He sits down next to a stream, closes his eyes and just doesn’t think. A few, scattered moments of peace- he takes what he gets.

Just a few moments. Then he’ll hunt those poor bastards down.

Feyre is twelve, and she’s been roaming this forest for a year now. She’s been following the village’s hunters; copy the way they set their snarls, carry their bows. She has a dream: she’ll hunt so much food her father will get better again. Nesta and Elain will get fatter, rounder, and they will both find very handsome men to marry. Then it’ll be Feyre and her father, and she’ll hunt for him while he reads at home, and in the evening, she’ll cook for him and paint a little.

So far, she hasn’t ever shot anything bigger than a rabbit, and that one time was on accident. The snarls are what works better.

Nesta turned fifteen yesterday. Feyre knows her sister has hoped their father would say something, but he has forgotten all of their birthdays. Nesta has looked like murder all day long. Elain tried to talk to her, but she locked herself in their room.

Elain and Nesta are very sad, Feyre knows that. They remember more of their mother and they talk about her sometimes, exchanging bits and pieces of who she used to be. In the beginning, right after they moved into the little hut at the village’s edge, they tried to be there for her- but they have too much to worry about, now. They never even play with each other. They don’t thank her when she brings food home.

Feyre makes her way through the trees. She must always stay away from the wall- dangerous creatures are there, fae. She’s so afraid of them she has nightmares sometimes.

But today, some inner voice tells her that the wall is not dangerous. That no fae will hurt her. And almost by themselves, their feet make her walk closer and closer to the buzzing, invisible thing that separates their human world from the fae.

When she comes onto a clearing, she sees a man. He is sitting on a fallen tree branch next to a river and his head his lowered, almost as if he were praying. He doesn’t carry weapons, but his clothes are fine and elegant- he must be a rich merchant, lost in the woods.

Perhaps she’ll get a reward if she leads him out of here. Curiosity gets the better of her. “Are you okay?”, she calls over to him, and that is the exact same moment he looks up and meets her eyes.

It knocks the breath out of her. He’s a fae. His ears are long and pointed, and there is something otherworldly in his features that marks him as different.

This is it. She is going to die. Nesta and Elain and her father will starve because she’s not there anymore. How could she be so careless, hunting so close to the wall?

The man takes in her unwashed hair, her threadbare clothes, her make-shift bow. “You should not be here”, he rasps. “You should run.”

Feyre tries to be a still as she can be. The man doesn’t get up, doesn’t come closer. As if he knows that she’ll start screaming if he does.

“Go”, he commands, angry. “Don’t ever come here again. Understand me? Don’t go into the forest at all. Stay at home.”

And she should do just that, run until she’s far away from him, but…

“I have to”, Feyre says. “I have to hunt.”

“No, you don’t. A small girl like you should stay with her family.”

“You don’t understand.” She steps closer, her bow still ready in her hand. “My family will starve if I don’t. I am doing all of this for them.”

The man breathes in, sharply, and she swears that she sees devastation in his eyes. “What?”

“My father can’t take care of us.” Why the words are spilling from her mouth like that, Feyre doesn’t know. “And my sisters are scared. I have to be strong, even when I’m afraid- for them.”

The man stares at her.

“Are you going to hurt me?”, Feyre asks. She tries to hide that she is scared of that fae. She tries to pretend that she could shoot him, if she wanted.

He shakes his head, slowly. “Of course not.”

“What are you doing here, then? Shouldn’t fae be on the other side of the wall?”

The man smiles a bitter smile. “Usually, we should. But I…was allowed a little freedom today.”

“Are you a hunter, too?”

He closes his eyes. “I suppose.”

“Then you’re a little bit like me.”

“Well.” He laughs. “Not really. But I am doing this for my family, too. All of this.”

Feyre doesn’t know why, but for some strange reason, it makes her very happy that the man has a family. That he’s not alone.

“That’s good”, she smiles. “You should go be with them, not sit in the forest by yourself.”

He nods. “You’re right, of course. As should you.”

Feyre steps as close to him as she dares. The fae is very pretty, she realizes. All the older village girls would probably be in love with him. But he looks sad, she thinks, and she doesn’t know why, but it makes her heart ache a little. She wants him smiling.

“Here.” The fae nods his head and suddenly, a basket filled with bread and meat appears in the snow. “Take that home to your family. It should give you enough food to eat for the next few weeks. I can’t- I wish I could do more. But my hands are quite literally tied.”

“Is this some sort of trick?”, Feyre asks. “Some bargain? Some fairy magic?”

The fae shakes his head, a flicker of amusement on his face. “No bargain, little girl. Although I’m impressed you’re already so wary for your age.”

Feyre picks up the basket. This is better than the time she shot the rabbit. This is all of her birthdays combined. “Thank you- what’s your name?”

“Rhys”, he says, looking at his hands. “That’s what my friends call me.”

“That family you told me about?”

“Yes”, Rhys says softly. “My family.”

Feyre smiles at him. It comes so easy, the smile- because something deep inside her core tells her that she doesn’t need to be afraid of him. And she trusts that. “Thank you, Rhys. Your family is lucky to have you. You just saved mine today.”

He still looks so very sad. “Then that’s something”, he says hoarsely. “Before you go- one thing.”

And suddenly there are talons in her head, and she can’t move anymore.

“It’ll be over in a few moments”, Rhys says. “But I can’t let you remember me. She’ll find out, somehow. She’ll break you just for fun.”

Some white blanket is thrown over her mind, and the next second, Feyre finds herself alone in the woods.

What just happened? Why is she here?

Oh, yes- she remembers- the rich merchant who she met on her way here showed mercy and handed her the basket-

What on earth is she doing so close to the wall?

Feyre turns around and runs. Today is such a good day. She feels happy, not just because of the gift…but because of something else.

And maybe she can get through all of this.

Maybe she’ll find a way out of this someday.  

Rhys has never done something like this, but he forces himself to forget her. He pushes her image into the very, very back of his mind, he uses his magic on himself and forces himself to forget about that girl in the snow, that tiny, little huntress.

Because for some reason, he knows that she is important. For what, he doesn’t know. But he’ll do what it takes to keep her hidden from Amarantha.  

It makes him cry out in pain to use those talons on himself, but-

Rhys finds himself standing somewhere in the forest.

Why is he still here? He should go- hunt those Dawn fae down.

There’s a weird feeling of goodness in the back of his mind. Of happiness. And he remembers- that those he loves are out there. That somehow, someday, he’ll see them again. That there is a reason for everything.

He feels hope, and he doesn’t know why.

I have to be strong, even when I’m afraid- for them, whispers a voice inside his head. He knows who said it-

A girl-

He can’t remember. But that feeling lingers.

That night, when Amarantha is on top of him, moving and moaning about how good this feels after a kill, all he can think is the clock is ticking, you bitch. You’ll go down soon. Someone will come and end you.

When she leaves him, he showers and washes her scent off him. Someone is out there, he thinks. Someone good. This world is not completely lost. And for some reason, he cares again. Cares about what happens. Cares about who wins. Suddenly, he wants to fight.

That night, he has the strangest dream. It’s a hand, unpacking a basket full of bread, apples and meat. A small hand; a child’s hands. But it makes him so inexplicably happy he thinks about that dream for days.

A few years later, when Rhysand has long forgotten about everything, he dreams of that same hand again.

Only this time that delicate, female hand is drawing flowers on a table.

And something inside Rhysand whispers, soon.

Soon.

Soon.

Still Sane// Jughead Jones x Reader

Requested By: @castellandiangelo
Prompts: 13, 12, 14, 16
Word Count: 1374

Summary: The reader is mentally unstable after witnessing the death of Jason Blossom yet is too afraid to speak about it to anyone. Jughead and the reader have only started their relationship as a couple yet Jughead has mentioned he loves the reader.

Warnings: mental illness, swearing


It’s was a cycle you began practicing everyday ever since you saw his death. You would come home from school, stare in the mirror and cry. You could have done something! You could have saved him!

You screamed on the inside, tortured yourself to think about it and what you could’ve have done to stop it. You can’t stop the feeling and you can’t stop replaying the moment in my head. Your trapped, your stuck, you feel paralyzed almost in fear and hatred of yourself.

The cell rings and you get sucked back into reality. You’ve been throwing things, your room is a mess and all kinds of shit is tossed on the floor or thrown on your bed. You reach for your phone and close your eyes not wanting to see the damage anymore.

“Hello? Who’s this?” You ask right away not wanting to open my eyes to check caller ID.

“Oh wow. You really care about me. It’s Jug
Y/N.”

“Oh I’m sorry, I was just-so-yeah I’m sorry Jughead.”

He chuckles and it relives you for a split second,“It’s okay I guess. Hey you promised you’d help me write a few days ago, and I’m sorta close by. Would you let me in?”

“Yes!” You say without hesitation,“I mean, yeah, why not I just, come over.”

“Alright I’ll see you in, erm, six?”

“Yeah okay love. See you.”

“Bye.”

He hangs up and you sigh and open my eyes. The damage you had caused was still there. No different. You feel the memory of that day coming back to you and you feel yourself getting sucked in but close my eyes. You try to remember something else. Something far more happier than that day.

“What’s wrong Veronica?” You ask as she approaches your locker squirming,“You seem odd.”

She laughs,“Anything but. So I heard you and Jug have started going out? How long?”

You give her a questioning look,“Seven dates so far. Why?”

“Hasn’t asked you be his girlfriend yet?”

“No. And he doesn’t need to. I’m perfectly fine in the state we are in.”

Veronica smiles,“Alright. Well I overhead Jughead talking with Archie. And Jughead is smitten.”

The though Jughead had mentioned he loved you even though you had asked him out with a the line of “You, me, date, Friday. Pick me up at six. Okay bye!”

“Nice to know.” You smile and you begin to walk down the hall and she follows.

“And well Jughead may have mentioned he loves you.”

Your smile grows and Veronica looks at you happily.

“All I have to say is, maybe you should think about loving him back. Just a thought.”

“Just a thought?” You laugh lightly.

“Yeah just a tiny tiny little thought.”


You smile at the memory and slowly open your eyes.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” You scream when you look at the mirror once again.

You see it all, the words you wrote with consciousness, you could have done something, you could have saved him, your as bad as a killer.

Is it true? You want to say something yet the words won’t come out. Why won’t anything come out about that day? You don’t want to feel the guilt anymore your ready to tell somebody.

For fucks sake why can’t I tell somebody!

“Hey Y/N!” You hear someone scream from outside the window. You walk over and see Jughead out on your lawn and he waves at you. You don’t wave back and you only notice when you pull away for the window and try to hide everything thrown under your bed.

After that, you run downstairs and you open the door for Jughead. Maybe this, well Jug, was the detox you needed from all havoc you’ve been causing yourself.

“Hey-”

You pull him for a hug and catch Jug off surprise for he isn’t a huge hugger. Jughead surprisingly hugs you back.

“Hey… are you okay? You don’t usually hug me when we see each other. Not that it’s a bad thing or anything, I guess.”

You let go,“Sorry. I’m sorry.” You say awkwardly,“I didn’t mean to really…”

You gesture for him to follow as you head up towards your room.

You open the door and look through your closet for a sweater as you hear Jughead shut the door.

“What are you writing about?” You ask as you continue searching. Jughead doesn’t answer you,“Jug?”

You back away from the area and look at Jughead who is twisting his head to read what you wrote on the mirror with a marker.

Shit. You had forgot to clean that up.

You grab your makeup wipes and immediately attempt to clean the mirror as quick as you can. The wipes only smudge the words and it’s still visible, so you take duct tape from the floor and ripe pieces to cover it up.

“You know. I’m just decorating my room.” You say as you rip another piece and stick it over,“I just noticed it’s better without those words.” You speak rapidly.

“Y/N.” Jughead says.

You continue sticking pieces.

“Y/N!” He yells at you now.

You look back at him and try to pull at another piece yet he takes it away from you.

“What the hell are you doing?” He ask setting his bag down and grabbing a hold of your arms.

“Jug let go, let me just-”

“Y/N what the hell is going on?”

“What? What do you mean?”

He sighs,“You think I don’t notice? You started coming into to school with red eyes and bags under them. Your distance and last time I set up a date you didn’t show up.”

You stare hardly at the floor clenching you fists not wanting to feel now both the guilts rising up to take over your thoughts.

“Do you really love me, or was that an illusion you made me believe?”

“What?” He says leaning forward.

You look at him in the eyes grabbing the side of his face and holding him there,“Did you really mention you loved me, did someone really tell me, did you really do it? Or am I making that up?”

Jughead looks at you and he smiles lightly,“No I- I did mention that. I think I love you. I guess Veronica did tell you.”

You let go of his head and wrap your arms around his neck and he doesn’t question this time, he wraps his arms around you and holds you protectively as you cry. Part of you is happy your not losing all your sanity but still the other part feels it’s still losing itself.

“I’m not very good when it comes to relationships.” Jughead tells you,“So I might be wrong about this. But if something is wrong, you can tell me.”

You wipe you tears with your sleeves and Jughead leans in to kiss your forehead.

“I just- I want to tell someone. I do but the words won’t come out.”

He rubs your back soothingly as you press your cheek against his chest as you continue talking.

“But I saw something, and it’s all I think about Jug. I can’t go a day without having hundreds of flashbacks to it. I feel like I’m not living anymore.”

Jughead pulls back to look at you,“Y/N if you ever need me. I’m here okay?”

You nod and Jughead leans into you to kiss you. It’s slow, very slow, yet it’s okay because this is new. Jughead always gave you peck, for you know he was not the best at kissing, but the longer he kissed the more you felt like he really did love you, even if you’ve only been a official couple for a few weeks.

“You hungry?” He asks you when he pulls away.

“I could go for some food.”

“Oh good. I thought you were going to say no.”

“And what if I did say no?”

“I would still go Y/N. Between you and food, I chose food.”

“Wow, I’m so special.” You chuckle before kissing his cheek.

He swings his bag onto his body and takes your hand in his as he leads the way.

My opinion on the “James vs Snape” issue.

I love the HP fandom, but I just hate how in this fandom Snape gets more love than he deserves, meanwhile James Potter gets more hate than he will ever deserve. I can’t believe that it’s 2017 and people still believe Snape was a hero and James was a terrible person.

James Potter was a jerk when he was a teen and yes, he bullied Snape. But he was 15, and “a lot of people are idiots at the age of fifteen”. Tell me that you weren’t an idiot sometimes at that age, I dare you.

If he was such a bad person, then why was he totally okay with Remus being a werewolf? He loved his friends like nobody else, and it’s canon. He became an unregistered animagi so that his werewolf friend wouldn’t have to suffer through the full moon alone.

Do you realize that when James Potter used Levicorpus on Snape, he had already been planning on becoming a death eater and had been trying to out Remus as a Werewolf? This is actual canon from DH.

You have to remember that even if James was an idiot, Snape was no saint either. Remus even said that Snape “never lost an opportunity to curse James”. In fact, it’s mentioned by anyone who talks about the marauders and Snape that the animosity and hexing between them was mutual, so don’t tell me that only James hexed Snape.  We don’t actually know how one-sided Snape’s bullying was. But if what Remus said it’s true, then it was mutual. Even if Snape’s worst memory is true as told,  this happened after he was openly associating with pureblood supremacists, dismissing the use of dark magic as ‘a joke’. 

You need to remember that James despised Dark Magic, and he couldn’t even just say the word “mudblood”. He was the complete opposite to a pureblood supremacist.

He grew up and became Head Boy. He matured, and did it enough for Lily to fall in love with him.

After school (possibly even in his final year), James grew up, and became part of the Order of the Phoenix as soon as he left Hogwarts. He realized what a douche he was to people and changed for the better. He joined the Order because there were innocent people dying for no reason, and he knew he could fight and help. He joined because he loved Lily and he wanted to make sure there was a future for them, a future where they could live happily ever after. And then he died trying to protect his family. He faced Lord Volvemort wandless, unarmed, so his wife and their baby could escape. James Potter was many things but he was not an idiot. He knew that facing Voldemort at that point would be the last thing he did, but did it anyway. He decided that Lily’s life, and Harry’s, was more important than his own. 

You have to rememeber that literally everybody from Hagrid to Lord Voldemort thought James Potter was a good and brave man. 

On the other hand, Snape called the girl he was ”in love with” a mudblood infront of the entire school. He directly verbally abused her with a racial slur and became involved in a movement that wanted to kill her and eradicate her kind. He chose to shatter their friendship because his ego was hurt that a girl was helping him, even though she probably was the only person who was nice to him. 

His treatment of Petunia was terrible. He’s been bullying people since before he even went to Hogwarts. Since he was little, he thought muggle-borns and muggles were inferior. 

He created a spell that could kill his enemies when he was at Hogwarts. And after that, he finally joined a terrorist organization that wanted to kill people like the woman he was supposed to be in love with. He probably killed and tortured people. He was a loyal Death Eater for multiple years.   

Snape may have loved Lily, but his love for her was selfish, seen in the fact that he was willing to let her husband and her infant child die. Actually, I don’t think he loved her. He was obsessed with her. Or at least, he loved the idea of her that was on his mind, not the real Lily Evans. If he had really loved her, he would have tried to save her family, knowing that she would suffer if they died. But he was willing to let a baby and an innocent man die if it meant he could save Lily. If it meant he could have her. 

And when Lily died to protect her child, he realized that he made the wrong decision and “changed”. He became a spy, and I know it was hard. I understand that. I acknowledge Snape’s efforts as a spy and his contributions to the war. In the end, he turned out to be a brave man who tried to rectify his mistakes. But that doesn’t really change how a terrible person he was.

He abused his students, he bullied them. He targeted Neville, knowing he already had self-esteem issues, knowing what happened to his parents.  He threatened to poison his pet. He consciously targeted someone he perceived as weak, to the point where he became Neville’s worst fear at age 13. A fucking teacher was his biggest fear, not the people that tortured his parents into madness. Don’t you see how fucked up is that?!

Snape body shamed and insulted Hermione, who was an intelligent and hardworking student (just like Lily). He made her cry. 

Yes, he tried to protect Harry, and saved his life more than once. But he also verbally abused him, a neglected, abused, orphan who had done nothing wrong but look like his dead father. A father that he didn’t even know, by the way. Snape mocked and insulted him at every turn. Snape did everything that he could to make Harry’s life miserable because it was his way to have his revenge against James. This is not a 15 years old boy bullying another, it’s a fucking 30 years old man abusing a kid because he couldn’t let it go his hate about a dead person.

He tried to have an innocent man killed because of what happened when they were 16. Yes, Sirius was an idiot for that, I’m not denying it, but he didn’t coerce Snape into doing anything. He just gave him information. It means that Snape, on his own, decided it would be a great idea to sneak into the Shrieking Shack just to prove that Remus was a werewolf. 

He caused Remus to lose his job after spending years suffering in poverty. He deliberately made Remus’ students to write an essay on how to spot and kill a werewolf, to emotionally attack and possibly out him as a werewolf. He later did out him to the entire wizarding world, just because he was angry because Sirius didn’t die.

After seeing the abuse Dursley’s inflicted on Harry, he thought it was funny and felt no sympathy. Harry was fifteen. The same age that Snape was when he was (supposedly) “bullied”. He didn’t care about the abuse, he didn’t see himself in Harry. He thought  it was funny. Fucking funny. 

Usually, people at 15 are jerks and bully each other. But teachers aren’t supossed to abuse kids. 

James Potter was a jackass, but he didn’t join the equivalent of a magical nazi organization when he left Hogwarts. He didn’t experiment with dark magic and he died protecting his family. He grew out of it. He was a good person in the end.

Snape only betrayed Voldemort because he was chasing after Lily. He only left the death eaters because he wanted to protect Lily, if Neville was the chosen one, he would remain in his position as a Death Eater.

So sorry if I prefer James over Snape all the way.

Persistence

content: Dean feels uncomfortable with the flirting attempts by the cashier at the grocery store, but thankfully Castiel comes to his rescue – though seriously not the way Dean expected.

word count: 2,174


Dean really doesn’t like visiting the small grocery store in Lebanon right at the town’s center.

And thankfully most of the time he’s got other options – mainly the big supermarket next to the highway –, but once in a while he’s got no other choice due to time issues or saving gas or whatever else might come up.

And it’s not like the store itself is crappy or something. No, not at all. It may be small, but it’s got everything they need, even Dean’s favorite brand of beer. Hell, they even sell those awesome chocolate brownies you can’t find nearly anywhere anymore!

So yeah, it’s a nice enough store.

But there’s a big problem – the cashier who seems to live in that stupid shop!

At least Dean’s got that impression since she’s always there when he walks through the door, smiling at him so broadly as soon as she spots him as if the only purpose of her life is waiting for Dean to arrive at the store.

Her name is Stacy and she looks like seventeen although she reassured him many times before (by emphasizing Every. Single. Word.) that she’s old enough to drink – while at the same time giggling like she just shared a juicy secret and fluttering her eyelashes in a way she probably thinks seductive. Her flirting attempts are countless, clumsy, awkward and leave Dean highly uncomfortable.

But she never stops.

Dean can’t help admiring her persistence a bit. Not even hints that he could easily be her father age wise made her back off. Dean tried being nice and polite about it and used grumbles and grunts a few weeks later when his maturity hadn’t been very effective, but nothing seems to impress that girl. Every time Dean starts to talk and attempts to make himself clear she simply sighs deeply and gazes into his eyes or checks out his ass, not at all interested in what he has to say.

It’s infuriating.

Even the apocalypse hadn’t been that annoying.

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collab with @syugatae

PROLOGUE // PART 1 //

Pairing: taehyung x reader x jungkook

Contains: angst {rockstar!au}

Words: 753

Summary: “I want to hop in the nearest bus I can find, buy a one way ticket and just… make it big.”

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A/N: we’re super excited for this?? hope you guys like it!

⇢ 3 years ago.

Nights like these should have lasted forever.

An atramentous black curtain draped the sky and enveloped it with golden pins that dispersed among the night sky. The twinkling specks danced in patterns as they burned a notch more feverishly than the fire in your heart. You thought about how they resembled fireflies, how you would had liked to keep them all to yourself.

Under the pale luminescence of a weak moonlight, your skin was greeted with a faint breeze, the vague smell of recently cut grass wafting your nose softly. Below you, the trees swinged with delicately, its leaves rustling in the windーthe only sound that broke the quietness of the night, the only factor that proved you that time had not fully stopped. Such moment would have been absolutely perfect if not the melancholy weighting in your chest.

Your legs were tucked under your knees, arms wrapped around them as you peered at your friend since childhood, Taehyung. “So, this is the last night.”

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One Last Time
Breaking up is hard to do.
Rating: M
Categories: Smut, angst
Preview: “Babe?” you press him when he still hasn’t moved apart from the occasional brush of his lips to your sternum. The overly familiar pet name slipped from your lips before you knew it, but if he notices it, if it makes him feel anyway, he doesn’t react.

“Minute,” his voice is thick and hoarse with unexpected emotion. “Jus’ one more minute, love.”

The thought that he’s taking just a moment to grieve is almost crushing to you and you blink back tears as the reality of the situation crops up again. You stroke your fingers through his hair, reveling in the softness, even when it is damp, and you let him absorb what he has apparently found nestled in your chest.

It’s About Balance
In which Harry is your junior and you are – literally – fucked.
Rating: M
Categories: Smut, fluff(?)
Preview: He sweeps your hair away from the back of your neck and his teeth close down on the nape of your neck – firm, but not as animalistic as he had before. You still moan and writhe under him, but he pins you so you can’t escape.  “S’this mean I won?”  

“What’d you get the other stuff for?” you ignore him, your voice a little wheezy from the weight of him on your back.  

He moans in thought and kisses down the back of your shoulder and between your shoulder blades. “S’all about balance, love.” He licks your spine, savoring the taste of sweat and skin – a privilege he has waited long and worked hard for. “Speakin’ o’ balance,” he muses. “I’d like to balance you on my face if that’s a’right w’you.”

It’s About Chances - It’s About Balance Part 002
In which Harry wants a chance and you are are fucked. Again.
Rating: M
Categories: Smut, drama
Warnings: Mentions of daddy!kink, about 3-4 times. Nothing heavy.
Preview: “I wan’ a chance,” he repeats. “A fair chance. If yeh really don’ wan’ another go, I’ll stop pushin’, but I want yeh to stop me because you don’ want it, not cause you think you shouldn’t.”

He looks years older in his agony, and the frown lines around his mouth….

No, you don’t like those. He shouldn’t frown so, ever. Not when that beautiful grin and a pair of dimples hides behind them. You reach up and smooth your fingertips over the tight corners of his mouth and Harry turns his mouth into your wrist, right to your pulse point. The gestures from the both of you are simple, but intimate, and there’s an instinctual ease to them, like a second nature. They’re like a shock straight through to your heart and you whimper under your breath. He could be pulling strings that he knows will work, but when his green eyes flicker back to you, there’s such resignation in them and no, no, you don’t want this beautiful boy – and he is honestly beautiful, even sliding out of shadows – to look this sad.

Cup of Tea
Harry wants tea and you want to be taught a lesson. 
Rating: M. Very.
Categories: Smut
Warnings: Daddy!Kink, spankings (rings on, please).
Preview: “What are you going to do?” you scoff at him. “Drag me across the table and teach me a lesson?”  

Harry’s swears he feels his palms itch and his fingers twitch. “Don’t tempt me,” he says stiffly. 

 “I’d like to see you try.” Your laugh is derisive and you’re not sure why you’re being quite so contentious, but then he’s leaning over across the corner of the table and has slid his hand into your hair and you think you have your answer.  

“Paying attention to me now, hmm?” you ask in a dry simper. You refuse to wince when he tugs at the roots, though you breath does catch in your throat.  

“Is that what you want?” he asks sharply. “You want some attention?” It is, he realizes as he looks into your unflinching eyes – you want this.   

It’s About Firsts - It’s About Balance Part 003
T
here’s two times you realize you’re falling for the boy who isn’t a boy anymore, and one time you realize you’ve already fallen.
Rating: M
Categories: Angst, fluff, implied smut
Preview: You’re squeezing your eyes against tears. Oh, you hate him. Why does he have to say it for the first time now? In the ugliest of fights and war of words you two have ever had?

“M’a prick,” he moans in quiet anguish as if begging you to forgive him. “M’a tosser, m’a twat, m’a bloody, cowardly git… I am a child, m’everythin’ wrong an’ you’d be right to leave, but m’askin’ yeh please, don’t.”

More About Babies - It’s About Balance One Shot
You’re pretty, Harry’s pretty, and you would make pretty babies together.
Rating: M
Categories: Fluff, implied smut, Harry as a dad
Preview: “Tha’ one’s cute, isn’t he, love?” Harry smiles and pulls a face at a big-eyed baby in a cart who promptly sticks out a little pink tongue in happiness and claps his hands together.

“Yes, love,” you reply. “Very cute.”

Harry pinches your side knowingly and he doesn’t have to say a word for you to hear him say that your baby would be cuter.

After Midnight
Harry comes home late but he’s not the only one who’s up.
Rating: M
Categories: Fluff, smut
Preview: Your hand is slowly gripping down on his arm more and more and you have to bite your lip to contain a whimper. You don’t know how long you torture yourself like this before you feel his breathing start to change from the even pattern of sleep to harsh pulls through his teeth and small groans that break past his lips. If he’s questioning what’s gotten into you, he sure as fuck doesn’t care enough to pursue it.  

Snowbound
You’re snowbound with Harry and your son. Cozy, right? But the two of you broke up two and a half years ago.
Rating: M
Categories: Angst, smut, drama, fluff, family
Preview: “You haven’t stopped calling me love all night,” you share your observation. You’re warm and happy enough from the wine, the lack of strife between you two, and the sight of your son that you can bring it up to him without it coming off as rude or mean or something thereof.

“I haven’t stopped since you left.”

He says it so casually you’re not sure he really understands the implications. It even takes you a minute to comprehend exactly how he means that, and you hear a faint ringing in your ears when you do.

Homebound - Snowbound Part 002
Y
ou and Harry agreed it was just the one night. Right?
Rating: T+
Categories: Fluff, drama, angst, family
Preview: You could have days like this all the time, before your son was too old to want them and would rather spend time with his friends. You could give your son his father and the father his son, and you could have family snow days, and zoo trips, and lazy days in bed and trips to his shows when the tours he does set off on keep him local.

You could be kissed into the back of a door every morning.  

Homebound Addendum - Snowbound Part 002.5 
Harry’s flat post Homebound.
Rating: T+
Categories: Angst, family
Preview: He can see secret smiles and long-denied skin being unwrapped from inside clothes. He can taste laughs into kisses and desperate shushing against helplessly open mouths. He can smell your hair and feel your skin under his lips as he faded into the best sleep he can remember having in a long, long time.

He’d had his family back.

Inbound - Snowbound Part 003
Dating is too soft of a word – you’re just having a go at being a family.
Rating: M
Categories: Fluff, drama, smut, family
Preview: You knock as loudly as you dare to on his door, suddenly nervous after having plucked up your courage.

“Come in.”

You crack his door open and peer in guiltily to find him staring at you from the bed bleary eyed. And yet, you can tell he hasn’t been sleeping, only trying and probably failing like you have been.

“We’re supposed to spend time together,” you say in a hushed voice that wobbles from nerves.

Rebound - Snowbound Part 004
I
t’s Harry’s turn to crash with you and your son, but you’ve never had anybody over and you don’t know if the walls are soundproof.
Rating: M
Categories: Fluff, drama, smut, family
Preview: You smile sleepily at him and reach for his hands to pull him from his would-be-bed. “You are a performer,” you murmur. “Your physical conditioning is very important. You’ve tried very, very hard to fall asleep, but the fact is,” your eyes sparkle with mischief he hasn’t seen in too long, “this couch gives you a backache.”

“Yeah?” he asks with an almost dopey grin, dimples popping out.

“Not good at all.” You lean in and pull his bottom lip in between yours and suckle softly and his fingers slide into your hair with a soft groan. “So Daddy gets to sleep with Mummy tonight.”

Northbound - Snowbound Part 005 
Your son is just a little bit curious and a little bit jealous.
Rating: T
Categories: Fluff, drama, family
Preview: “Did you help Daddy?” you ask quietly. “Was it nice getting to see him?”There’s a sleepy little nod and you cradle your baby closer while settling in against the back of the couch. “Sweet boy,” you murmur softly. “It’s okay, go back to sleep. Back to sleep with Mumma now….”

You feel a pair of eyes on you and you roll your head to find Harry in the doorway. There’s a softness to his gaze as he observes the two of you and you see him nod a bit as if to say “good”.

This is where the two of you belong.

Once, Then, and Now - Snowbound Father’s Day Extra
Father’s Day with Harry before, during, and after the split in Snowbound.
Rating: K+
Categories: Fluff, drama, family
Preview: The first thing he sees is a drawing in crayon – it’s a little scribble-y and abstract, and his hair looks a mess (but he supposes that’s just truthful), and Harry smiles at the two large green dots that are right in the middle of his forehead in the drawing.

“S’me, innit?”

“Uh huh,” his son nods. “And that’s me,” he points to a smaller, curly-headed figure in the drawing. “And Mumma’s in the house, but we can’t see her.”

He points to a blob behind the window that Harry presumes is meant to be you – the colors match your skin and hair, at least somewhat, and he stares at it for a moment before his eyes drift to the message on the other side of the card.

Schoolbound - Snowbound Part 006
H
arry doesn’t want to go to this fundraising, school community event – whatever that is – and you regret your decision to bring him, too.
Rating: M
Categories: Smut, drama, family
Preview: He kisses your neck again and then drags his nose along the smooth column of it up to your jaw. “Your son is a joy, Mr. Styles. Tell us,” he nuzzles your cheek and then pulls your earlobe between his teeth just for a second. “Does he need a mummy to keep you warm in your bed at night? Whoops-a-daisy, my legs just… fell open.”

Make This Feel Like Home - Snowbound Flashback Extra
What was it like for you when you left Harry?
Rating: T
Categories: Drama, angst, family
Preview: It’s in the middle of these quiet sobs of grief that you feel like a child who has run away from home and gotten to the bus station before realizing it was a bad idea – it was a very bad idea, but they have no idea how to get home and they don’t know who to call so they stand in the station and cry and cry until someone offers to help them find their way home.

Misbound - Snowbound Part 007
You were both hurt after the split, so where do you stand now that you’re together again?
Rating: M
Categories: Smut, drama, angst, family
Preview: “Is this a nail in our coffin?” You hope your voice is steady, but you think he can hear the trembling in it. “We had one last go around?”

“Is it?” he asks almost snidely but there’s a flash in his eyes and his hand makes a grabby sort of motion – as if he’d wanted to lunge and latch onto you.

To keep you.

You stare at him, long and hard. Your silence makes his jaw set and you see his eyes widen just slightly to a panicked setting.

Memory Bound - Snowbound Part 008
Your son has a birthday and you have a family.
Rating: T
Categories: Drama, fluff, Family
Preview: “We made a baby.”

Harry grunts again, sounding slightly less cross and more like a hum.

“A little baby with ten fingers, and ten toes.” Your voice cracks a bit and it takes Harry a moment before he peels your grip off from around him and turns over. He looks at you with puffy, green eyes that are sleepy and unfocused but they manage to find you somehow.

“An’ a baby mouth,” he continues. “An’ two eyes, and a nose jus’ like his mumma’s.”

Curious Girl - Threesome
You, Harry and a mystery man for one night.
Rating: M
Categories: Smut
Preview: A new set of hands on the silky, lacy, chic button-up you’d worn out tonight nearly makes you jump, but Harry holds you still, massaging your hips through the dark jeans you’d worn.

This is okay, you think. You’re allowed this.

Drive
You really should have driven, but Harry’s not driving you anywhere after this night.
Rating: M
Categories: Drama, smut,
Preview: Suddenly his nose is against yours, though, and although you know he’s “rubbing off” the kiss, it makes you stiffen and your fingers go slack on his face. Harry, too, has caught onto it, and he’s yet to step back. Your smile is fading and the both of you are still as statues until he bumps it – just a bit – against yours. Your heart drums aggressively in your chest as you timidly bump back, and there’s a pause where neither of you move beyond that; then, he nuzzles once more. They’re Eskimo kisses, for all intents and purposes – soft little affectionate rubs while you exchange breaths of peppermint and chamomile.

Bedbound - Snowbound Part 009
Harry’s sick and misery loves company.
Rating: T
Categories: Drama, fluff, family
Preview: Harry grumbles in response, and you kiss his cheek. He, in turn, rolls his head to you and peeks through his lashes at you. Green eyes flicker over your face for a moment with almost feverish confusion – but you’ve touched his forehead and he’s perfectly cool – and then he sighs and bends his arm to stroke your cheek with the back of his unusually ringless knuckles.

“Was wondering about you,” you comment, still stroking his hairline. “You didn’t come get me.”

Harry cracks a smile, eyes falling shut. “You were mad a’me,” he slurs by way of explanation.

You press your lips to his temple, humming your confirmation. “Go back to sleep,” you whisper. “Sorry for waking you.”

Discovery Bound - Snowbound Part 010
In which you, Harry, and your son receive company for breakfast.
Rating: M
Categories: Drama, fluff, smut, family
Preview: “Y’okay?” you ask with your palm on a sweat-dampened shoulder of his t-shirt.

Harry grunts once.

“Someone at the door,” you tell him.

“Yeah,” he says, speaking at last with a gravelly voice.

“Your son wants breakfast,” you try again.

“He’ll wait.”

You huff, and although your limbs are still heavy with sleep and orgasmic bliss, you wriggle out from underneath the blankets.

“C’mback to bed,” he whines deeply.

No Running - Snowbound Flashback Extra
Harry came back to a home without a heart.
Rating: T
Categories: Drama, angst, family
Preview: Harry has a feeling when he gets home with an exhausted call of “Daddy’s home” that something is wrong. The jackhammering of the needle over his heart, an impulsive decision that he doesn’t regret – not now, not ever – is still ringing loudly in his ears, but that’s the only sound in his ears.

It’s still – too much so. There’s no life in the flat, not even sleeping.

It’s cold.

Store Bound Snowbound Part 011 
Popstar Papas don’t like the Paparazzi.
Rating: T
Categories: Drama, fluff, family
Preview: “Because there were five bloody photographers shootin’ photos through the glass storefront of a fuckin’ Tesco, that’s why! I want to know why they’re of interest! I want to know why they were followed!” you hear him shouting. “Families are off limits!”

“Daddy’s angry,” your son observes and you sigh as you stroke his hair. You’ve sat yourself on the floor, still in your jacket, and your son’s is on your lap, having just been removed in a fierce tugging battle.

“Yeah,” you agree and you wince when you hear a heavy thud from the office. “But he’s not angry with us.”

“He’s angry at the people taking pictures?”

Lovebound - Snowbound Part 012 
Never put off till tomorrow that which can be said today.
Rating: T
Categories: Drama, angst, family
Preview: His heart is starting to thump in his chest and he’s getting scared.

“Where’re your jogging bottoms?” he asks hoarsely, slowly – like whatever is going on with you will hear him and decide to accelerate and he won’t be able to help however he can. His eyes are lit up and alert, locked on you and looking for the most minute changes.You inhale shakily. 

“Drawer,” you answer weakly.

You Could Have
It’s been so long….
Rating: M
Categories: Smut
Preview: “How many girls get brought backstage to fuck Harry Styles?” you ask quietly, pulling at the hem of his t-shirt.

He bites his lip and his brow furrows on the heels of his sharp inhale. “Jus’ the one.”

You pause at that.

“Jus’ you,” he stresses. “You’re the one, Christ.”

Holiday One Shots!

More About Christmas – It’s About Balance Holiday One Shot
Oh the weather outside is frightful….
Rating: M
Categories: Fluff, drama, family, smut
Preview: He’s only just come in, because snowflakes are still clinging to his coat and the few that dot his wild curls are melting before your eyes. Harry’s cheeks and nose are pink from the cold and winds, and his bag is thrown carelessly to the side along with his boots, the only part of his outfit he’s managed to toe off.

He smiles crookedly, smugly, a single dimple burrowing on the side of his mouth that’s lifting. “What’s ha—“

His greeting is cut off when you all but collide with him, inhaling the cold smell of the outside off his coat mixed with the warm, spicy scent off the tan skin of his neck.

“Alright, alright,” he laughs as you grip his coat, but his own viselike hold around you betrays a degree of his own desperation. “Can I have a look at yeh?”

You shake your head against him and feel one of his large hands run over the back of your head, stroking your hair gently as he chuckles warmly. “Not yet then?”

Holiday Bound – Snowbound Holiday One Shot
Christmas makes you want to be with people you love.
Rating: M
Categories: Fluff, drama, family, smut
Preview: “Daddy?”

“Mmm?” Harry acknowledges his son while smoothing out a thick edge of the dough.

“Did you used to do this?” he asks, voice pitching up at the end.

“What?” Harry asks. “Bake biscuits? ‘Course, yeh goose.”

“Before you became a singer?”

“Mmhm,” Harry hums. “Where’s the tree? Think we need a few more trees, don’t you?”

Three Wisemen and a Lemon Curd - Thirty Minutes and a Lemon Curd Holiday One Shot
Christmas dinner with all the fixings.
Rating: M
Categories: Drama, angst, smut
Preview: It isn’t that you belong to each other, but with each other. You belong with him, and he belongs with you. He’s sure of it, though he fought against notions of how nice it would be to have someone who understood him and who he was apart from a popstar for almost as long as he’s been attracted to you. You’re the girl who ordered lemon curds and who split them with him when he came to visit while talking to him about all the little things he was missing by leading his extraordinary life. So much had changed, but you hadn’t, and he thinks you’re one of only a handful of people who know him for who he is rather than who he’s become.

How is he supposed to look your family in the eye when he’s got such weighted thoughts as these on his mind?

Short Shots

The Tipping Point
Harry’s halfway around the world and you still help him.
Rating: M
Categories: Smut
Preview: Harry swallows hard and licks his lips, steeling himself while he strokes and squeezes up and down his girth. “’Right, love,” he mutters breathlessly to you although you are halfway around the world from him. “Help m’out.”

The Deal
Harry and you have a deal, but he thought the two of you ran together.
Rating: M
Categories: Smut, angst (momentarily)
Preview: “Thought you fuckin’ knew,” he mutters, leaning against your counter. “S’not a fuckin’ deal anymore. We get on, don’t we?” He’s shaking his head and your body feels tingly from adrenaline and discovery.

Pain Kink
Harry gives you a tattoo and you have a go at him.
Rating: M
Categories: Smut
Preview: “You can fuck me,” you inform him breathily. “Instead of using your hand after.”

He doesn’t respond, finishing his final strokes.

“Harry?” you press. “Would you fuck me once you’re through here?”

The polite innocence with which the question is asked comes in stark contrast to the crude content of it and the desired result. You smile slightly when you spy a noticeable change in his coloring.

Suddenly silence roars in the room as the machine clicks off and the aggravated buzzing ceases to fill the space. 

More About Moments - It’s About Balance Short Shot
It’s the little moments that reveal the most. 
Rating: M
Categories: Smut
Preview: You wear the very jumper he has on now to bed later that night, and you add it to the pile of clothes that have been steadily building up in your flat. When he pulls it out from under the tangle of blankets when the two of you are getting dressed the next morning, you pull it back and jerk your chin towards one of the other ones lying around your bedroom.

“Why?” he asks, a bit of an indignant pinch in his voice. “S’chilly out! That’s a t-shirt!”

You pat his stomach gently on the way by to throw the jumper into one of your drawers. You’ll wear it when he’s gone and bury your nose in it and look for markers of him, and you, and hope that the moments without him are more fleeting than the ones with him.

All Along the Watchtower - 12x23 (and 12x22) and Circular Narrative Structure

An entity with yellow eyes enters a nursery:

1x01(Azaezel Prince of Hell over Sam’s crib)

and 12x23 (Jack the Nephilim, son of Lucifer and Kelly)

A woman dies in a nursery:

1x01 (Mary Winchester burns on the ceiling)

and 12x23 (Kelly Kline dies in a blaze of light giving birth to Jack)

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i don’t know about you guys, but i was in total awe of oswald’s character development in the last episode. the fact that he went from being completely selfish, hellbent on his own survival, to being willing to DIE for ed is just amazing?? like, i’m still not over it. he was willing to be tortured rather than betray ed, even after EVERYTHING ed admitted to. not only did ed try to kill him (in a very violent, painful, way) but ed admitted to leaving elijah’s remains in a dumpster. (i mean, i think that’s not true, but we all know ed treats corpses badly, so who knows??)

even babs was stunned at oswald’s love for ed. she looks at him like she can’t believe it, and she even has to repeat it back to him. “so you’d rather die than give up the man who tried to kill you?” because this is such a huge deal for oswald, and babs knows that.

oswald was more than willing to let butch shoot ed for “betraying” him in episode 5 (when ed took the money back from the voters). but now? oswald would rather die than see ed hurt, even after everything. i am still so fucking shook over that. it’s such a beautiful thing.

ANYWAY. @colfernygma‘s gifset (here) made me realise something. in season 1, oswald says that love is weakness (“your greatest passion becomes your greatest weakness”) which is an obvious parallel to what ed says in season 2 (”but for you and i, it [love] will always be our most crippling weakness”).

but oswald is now at a point where he doesn’t see love as a weakness. it’s his strength. he was willing to put someone else before himself, and he is now more emotionally “mature” than ed. if you squint, every time oswald talks to ed in episode 14, he’s basically trying to help ed see the truth – that ed does love him, that they need each other, that ed didn’t really love isabella.

he even corrects ed, at one point. ed says “i’ve killed before, oswald,” and oswald says “not like this”. okay, oswald’s making the point that ed loves him, which ed claims to not be true, but COME ON. ed is so obviously conflicted about shooting oswald, it’s not even worth going into here. (but for a beautiful, in-depth analysis of ed’s feelings on the shooting, check out @edngyma’s meta here!) oswald is the more emotionally mature of the two of them, even though ed’s the one in a position of power.

oswald is playing the martyr card really hard in this scene. he’s desperately trying to enlighten ed, to make him see the Truth – that he does love and need oswald. but edward nygma is in so much denial it’s literally tragic. he doesn’t want to see past his anger at what oswald did. he doesn’t want to entertain the possibility that he loves oswald, because he’s too blinded by his own pain at oswald’s betrayal. (again, further proof that oswald is more emotionally mature than ed at this point. oswald was able to see past ed’s betrayal, because he loves him.)

ever since the first season, oswald has been steps ahead of ed, narratively. when ed was a nerdy smol, working at the g.c.p.d., oswald was murdering his way up the criminal ladder. oswald was on his Villain Journey way before ed. oswald really took up the moniker of the penguin at the end of season 1, and ed hasn’t even been called the riddler yet.

and then, in season 2, ed was fanboying over oswald and wanted him to be his murder senpai, because ed was still behind oswald, narratively. ed has always been following oswald’s lead. since getting out of arkham, ed has even dressed like oswald. he’s always been playing catch up.

people have already paralleled ed shooting oswald to oswald pushing fish off the roof in the season 1 finale, so i’m gonna bring that up now. oswald had to kill fish, to fully blossom into a beautiful criminal kingpin in season 2. it was a case of the student becoming the teacher (with a dash of homicide).

oswald has always been ed’s teacher. ed asked to be oswald’s student in season 2. (“i brought you here, in part, because i was hoping you could guide me on this new path.”) and then, after getting out of arkham, oswald gave ed suits, and a home, and a position of power. though ed had become a murderer all by himself, he was still subordinate to oswald. he still looked up to oswald. he even says it (“i continue to be in awe of you oswald”).

in order to fully begin his riddler journey, ed needed to “kill” his mentor, as a symbolic way of letting him go and moving on without him. to edward, oswald has fulfilled his purpose as his teacher. ed has to assert his position as a Badass Villain (in the eyes of babs and tabs and butch) by killing his mentor. like oswald killing fish to show everyone that they shouldn’t mess him with, ed “killed” oswald to prove to the criminal underworld that he’s not someone to be trifled with.

to drag it back to my original point: oswald had already gone through a version of this arc. as with everything, it took ed longer to reach this narrative place. but now he has, and we all know he’s gonna go on to don the ridiculous green suit and bowler hat, and fully embrace the riddler aesthetic.

so, at some point, ed is going to have to come to realisation that love ISN’T a weakness, but a strength. in season 2, when he says “for you and i, it will always be our most crippling weakness”, he’s including oswald in that. “for BOTH OF US love is weakness”. but love is no longer a weakness for oswald. love is a strength.

now it’s ed’s turn to come to that realisation. oswald’s already TOLD him – “you need me, edward nygma. just as i need you. you cannot have one without the other.” oswald and ed are stronger as a team than they are apart. oswald knows this, but ed doesn’t. not yet, anyway.

it makes sense that oswald comes to the realisation that love is actually a strength before ed does. because oswald has always been ahead of ed. this is just a continuation of the pattern that ed and oswald always follow. oswald is, as always, steps ahead of ed.

unbreakable

this is just a little spec fic I wrote after tonight’s episode. i’m very sleepy and this is very un-beta-ed, but enjoy!


This wasn’t the first time.

The first time someone had tried to break him.

Physically, mentally, emotionally, he had endured so much in his life, by now he should be numb.

How much easier would it be for him if he just didn’t feel anything anymore?

He had lost track of the days he had spent chained up in this cold, dark room. The hours he was alone were almost harder than Adrian’s visits because the only company he had was the words of his captor echoing in his mind, imprinting themselves as truths, continuing his torture.

Old wounds that had never fully healed had been reopened, not just the ones currently dripping blood all over the concrete he was laying on, but deep emotional ones that had been hastily patched up underneath whatever crisis was more of a priority that year than giving them time to heal. Adrian knew everything about him, knew where to twist the knife to make him scream, to haunt him with memories he had tried to forget.

He knew his teammates were looking for him, knew they wouldn’t stop until they found him, but every minute he spent here made him more afraid that time had run out, that Adrian had gotten to them, one by one, before they got to him.  

The sound of the metal door scraping the floor caused every muscle in his body to tense up in preparation for whatever blow would be delivered to him this time. Would it be the one that finally shattered him?

Lifting his head ever so slightly, he saw in the dim light through his blurred vision a sight that made his breath catch in his throat.  

“Oliver…”

She rushed forward, collapsing to the floor beside him and gently cradling his head in her hands.

“We need to hurry,” John’s voice reached his ears. “Adrian could be back any minute now and we need to get you two on your way.”

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do u ever think about neil being tortured but still his only thoughts being about andrew giving him kisses and somewhere to call ‘home’ and the foxes making him into someone real and neil, who spent his whole life running, not even regretting once sacrificing himself for them bc this is the closest thing he’s ever felt to love and he’d rather lose his life than lose this and them and then tracing a key he’s learned every ridge and dip to on the palm of his burned and bloody hand as he wishes himself goodbye bc oh boy i sure do and i cry