shotgun-shell

An autopsy photograph showing multiple flesh wounds caused by a shotgun blast. Unlike other firearms, shotgun shells usually contain multiple small projectiles that expand and spread after the gun has been fired; when flesh contact is made, the projectiles leave multiple, pitted holes rather than a single deep entry wound.

I want to talk about Burnie Burns

I want to talk about how much Burnie Burns loves his employees. I want to talk about how proud he is of his people, and how much respect he has for them. And I also want to talk about how protective he is of them.

I want to talk about how he was worried over Jack having Deep Vein Thrombosis so he called him to check on him a lot.

I want to talk about how he thought Gavin was sad, so he sent him a very nice text about how ‘a home is where people love you’

I want to talk about how he was so worried about there being shotgun shells around Millie, thAT HE BROKE INTO THE RAMSEY’S HOUSE AT 4 IN THE MORNING TO GET THEM

SOUTH TEXAS GOTHIC

·         They drain the San Antonio Riverwalk once a year. They tell you it’s shallow, only three feet deep, but no matter how much you stare you cannot see the bottom. They’ve found prosthetic limbs in the annual dredging.

·         You’ve been driving for hours. Surely you’re out of state lines by now, you tell yourself. But the scenery hasn’t changed at all, and the sky has long turned dark. You can’t remember the last town you went through.

·         There are lights above Marfa. People come from far and wide to see them, but we don’t talk about them. We don’t talk about the lights above Marfa- they listen. We don’t want them to hear us.

·         We don’t sing “Deep in the Heart of Texas” because it’s a tradition. We sing it to keep it sated. Because deep in the hill country, if you stand still enough, you can feel a deep, steady throb beneath your feet.

·         You hear screams in the heavy heat of summer nights. Your mother tells you that it’s nothing but the wind, but you don’t believe her. There hasn’t been wind in months.

·         The heat is sticky and heady against your skin, even in the dead of night. “Sure is hot this summer,” your mother says. Her eyes are glassy, and her teeth grind together as she stares out into the distance. “Sure is hot.”

·         There are tunnels beneath San Antonio. They connect the missions to San Fernando Cathedral. They’ve long been closed off- no one goes in the tunnels. No one wants to go in the tunnels.

·         The grackles are waiting in the grocery store parking lot. There are hundreds, maybe thousands of them- they scream into the sky and watch you as you pack away your groceries.

·         The ground has cracked into dusty plates. There are children that have never seen rain. You don’t remember the last time it rained. A lot of people say it never will again.

·         Basements are banned. The ground is too dry, they say. It’ll crack your foundation. But you know why they’re banned. Everyone knows why. But we must forget.

·         The forest is deep, so very deep. You walk on, but all you find is a roofless hut filled with shotgun shells. There are claw marks on the wall, on the ground. You scuff at them with your shoe.

·         Off the highway, decaying farmhouses stand like gray smudges against the blue sky. The cattle graze around them, away from them. The grass around them is dead.

·         Don’t Mess with Texas. Texas remembers. Texas is vengeful.

·         You don’t watch the heat waves that rise off of the gravel. Look forward. Look forward. Keep driving.

Gifts (Reader x The Talon Crew)

A/N: whaddya mean i’ve been gone awhile lol

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Originally posted by xmas-present

Christmas time at Talon was always weird. Somehow some of the holiday cheer would always creep into the headquarters. There might not have been decorations everywhere or trees put up, but there might have been some eggnog or one or two hats around. This year you decided to snag a few gifts for some of the agents you worked with. There was a weird camaraderie in Talon, not that people were friends, but maybe between some people you were. Begrudgingly.

“Ooh, you shouldn’t have.” Sombra purred as you handed her a gift. It wasn’t anything big, just a stylish black mug with heat-activated purple decals. It seemed to fit her aesthetic and she had been drinking a lot of caffeine or whatever was in her borrowed cups and mugs lately. She booped you on the nose with a small kiss as thanks.

Widowmaker was a little harder to shop for, but you managed to find a stylish dark lipstick that might have suited her tastes. The sniper crinkled her nose at the sight of the tiny wrapped gift, but you figured it was because she found it strange you had even thought of getting her a present. The woman gingerly unwrapped it and her gaze softened slightly at the cosmetic. “Merci.” Her thanks was curt, but soft and she pressed a quick kiss to your temple.

The hardest person to buy a gift for was also the hardest to track down in the base. Reaper didn’t exactly hover around to socialise during downtime and he seemed to isolate himself a little more during holiday seasons, so when you spotted his back disappear around a corner you quickly ran to catch up with him. “Reaper! Hold up.”

The wraith’s shoulders visibly sagged as you called his name, but he stopped and turned to face you. “What now?” He growled. Clearly Reaper wasn’t in the mood for any shenanigans. You weren’t a particularly bad agent to work with, but the holidays always had him on edge; more so than usual.

“Here.” You held out a small rectangular shaped present. It would have fit in Reaper’s palm and it was wrapped in plain brown paper rather than something bright and festive. “For you. Everyone else has got theirs.”

Reaper let out a low growl and waved a hand before starting to turn away. “Don’t want it.”

You rolled your eyes and dared to reach out and pull him back by the elbow. He might have lashed out at you, but before he could, you dropped his present into his hand and backed away. “Seriously? You’re a pain in the ass to buy a present for and to track down. I want that out of my room, so toss it if you really don’t want to, I don’t care.” You turned around and waved a hand. “Seeya later.”

Reaper clutched the present and considered crushing it, but something stayed his hand as he watched you disappear around the corner. No one really cared about his presence during the holiday period and he supposed he didn’t particularly care for the cheer, but sometimes he missed it. He missed being able to celebrate with friends and family. Reaper didn’t have friends and family.

Or so he thought.

The mercenary heaved a sigh and unwrapped your gift. It was a small black box and when he opened it he almost wanted to laugh. It was a gunmetal grey shotgun shell, clearly ornamental. Engraved in the sleek surface was ‘Reaper’. He picked the shell between his claws before tossing the box and paper in a nearby trash can.

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In the weeks after you gave everyone their gifts, you were surprised to get a few back; honestly you didn’t expect any at all. Sombra had gifted you with a lovely pair of headphones and Widowmaker had surprised you with a fancy ring which she said she had no use for.

There was one gift which was left in your room with no note, but you had an inkling who might have left it for you. The box was plain, but nestled inside was a lovely black knitted scarf, soft and warm with a matching beanie. Embroidered at the end of the scarf and beanie was your call sign in simple script. “Hah~ Really?” You picked up the gifts and smirked, putting them on without a second thought.

When you marched to the mess hall and saw Reaper you twirled past him with flourish. “Thanks.”

The wraith scoffed at your silly antics. You did look nice in the scarf and beanie, though.

DEATHCLAWS IN FALLOUT 3

“oh shit a deathclaw good thing i’ve been saving my shotgun shells, now let me just pop in a couple VATS shots to the head, phew that was pretty scary”

DEATHCLAWS IN FALLOUT 4

“THEY ARE IN THE WALLS, THEY ARE IN THE FUCKING WALLS, IT IS COMING OUT OF THE CEILING, THIS IS NOT A DRILL, FUCK WHERE ARE MY FUCKING FRAG MINES HOLY SHIT WHY CAN’T I RUN FASTER MOTHER OF GOD IT’S TORN STRAIGHT THROUGH MY POWER ARMOR HOLY FUCK HOW MANY MINI NUKES DOES IT TAKE TO KILL THIS THING OH GOD OH GOD, THIS IS THE PRICE OF MANKIND’S HUBRIS”

Start of Something New

Gabriel Reyes x Reader

WARNINGS:

Implied Sexual Tones

Implied non-con (nothing actually happens)

An obnoxious repetitive beeping woke you up from your slumber. Light was beginning to peep from underneath the curtains, swaying softly from the soft breeze of the open window. You blindly skimmed your hand across the bedside table to push several buttons to turn that damn alarm off.

You’d been working at Overwatch for the past year or so. Secretly. You don’t think your parents would approve, they were very much.. against the Omnics. To say it kindly. Your parents weren’t for peace and justified protests, expecting you to do the same. However, you loved your job and you wouldn’t trade it in for anything else. Your job consisted of buying in ammunition for the agents, from shotgun shells to handcrafted arrows and shurikens.

A quick shower, brush teeth, comb hair, and get dressed. You had to think what you needed to do before you left the comfortable confines of your warm bed.

Just a few more minutes..

* * *

“L/N.”
“Yes, sir?’
“Reyes wants to see you. Now.”
“Yes, sir.”
You had become accustomed to calling everyone ‘sir’, or ‘ma'am’ in the time that you had been here. Strike Commander Morrison had made sure of that.

You made your way through the grey corridors of Watchpoint: Gibralter. To an outsider it may look very much like a military base, but to you it was home. You passed by a couple of agents, nodding in acknowledgement, heads close no doubt whispering about an upcoming mission. You reach the office of Gabriel Reyes, the head of Blackwatch. Blackwatch is a unit of Overwatch, that carries out black ops missions not so legally. To the public, Blackwatch didn’t exist which is why you had to swear secrecy when you joined Overwatch. You were no stranger to this side of the of watchpoint, delivering confirmations and news of deals as you also had to buy ammunition for the unit.

You knocked at the steel door.
“Come in.”
Your hand went to the handle and turned it, letting yourself in. Reyes was sitting at his desk, some holoscreens open which were swiftly shut.
“Commander Morrison said you wanted to see me, sir?”
“Yes, Y/N. I have a proposition for you.”
You waited in silence, respectfully.
“Blackwatch need something. You are the perfect candidate, gatita.“
Your eyes slightly fluttered at the pet name, something only Reyes calls people when he wants sweeten them up.
“Unfortunately, some of our other agents are on missions, and some just aren’t.. suitable.”
Your right eyebrow slightly raises.
“Y/N, we need information. There’s an event that Morrison and I are attending this Friday night. This is where you will retrieve said information.
“Sir, may I?”
Reyes looks at you, leaning back his chair, waiting.
“I.. Sir. I’m not an agent. I buy in ammunition, not use it.”
“Gatita, you haven’t even been briefed yet and you’re declining?” He seemed amused.
“No, sir, I er-”
“Y/N, McCree taught you to fire a gun, sí? Jack has taught you hand to hand combat, sí?”
You blush slightly. Reyes wasn’t wrong. It had been compulsory that you learnt the basics of combat, long or short range.
“Yes.. sir. But may I enquire as to why you chose me?”
Reyes bows his head, pushes his chair back and stands up. He walks around his desk to stand directly in front of you. Reyes puts his finger underneath your chin and tilts your head to look up at him. You can count on one hand the amount of times you were alone with the leader of Blackwatch. Never have you had the chance to study his features this close: his coarse beard hair, the slightly dark tints under his eyes, his eyes. Wow. Dark pools of chocolate staring into you.
“Niña. You are the perfect assett. Attractive. Naturally flirtacious. Which is exactly what I need you to be this Friday. It’s a gathering of government officials; everyone dislikes each other but put on a mask as they are the ones that sign off our pay checks. However, they don’t know your face and wouldn’t expect you to pull of something so.. risky.”
The corners of his lips tugged up slightly at seeing the reaction from your face.
“Don’t worry, gatita, you won’t be in much danger, plus Morrison and I will be there. A simple in and out, if you will.” Reyes smirked.
You nodded. You weren’t in a position to decline, both mentally and physically, as Reyes’ finger hadn’t moved from your chin and he was still oh so very close to you.
“I’ll send the whole brief over to you later today. You’re dismissed, L/N.”

Your back to the cool steel of the outside of Reyes’ door, you let out a breath you hadn’t realised you were holding. A black ops mission? With Jack and Gabriel? You were excited, but incredibly nervous. He said you weren’t going to be in much danger - what exactly did he want you to do?

McCree snapped you out of your thoughts. When did he get here?
“Y'all okay, Y/N? Look like ya seen a ghost.”
“Yeah, thanks, Jesse. Just some er, unexpected things going on is all.”
“Why’re you outsida Reyes’ door?”
“Jesse, please-”
“Has he got you goin’ on a mission? Oh my God Y/N if he has you gotta let me kno-”
“McCree. Leave L/N alone.”
Reyes had somehow opened his door without either of you knowing, making you both jump a little.
“Yes, sir. Sorry, sir.” McCree scurried off, leaving you two alone, again.
“Y/N, I forgot to mention - don’t tell anyone. Especially McCree.”
“Yes, sir.” You dropped your head slightly and walked off, making your way back to your desk.

* * *

You had made it back to your apartment, only after a long day of thinking about your conversation with Reyes. The holoscreen of the brief he had sent you was hovering above your coffee table. You were perched on the edge of the sofa, elbows resting on your knees and hands clasped underneath your chin.

You were to arrive outside of the watchpoint at 7pm, adorned in this dress that Reyes had picked out for you. Black, floor length with a thigh high split, sleeveless but not quite low cut. You had to admit, he had good taste. You were to pose as his ‘partner’, oblivious to Blackwatch and ignorant to other political happenings in the world. Once Morrison and Reyes had distracted the higher ups, you were to say you were going to powder your nose, while actually looking for the Target’s office. From there, you were to insert the drive, download whatever is on the computer and leave. Nice and simple. Everyone important enough should be distracted and if the worst happens, you can always play ignorant and say you got lost. Easy.

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Fresh air drifted across the back of your shoulders; you’d have to talk to Reyes that although his tastes were good, he forgot a bloody jacket. You were standing outside of the entrance to the watchpoint, scuffing your black heels on the ground as you waited for the commanders. You were a bit early, but you’d rather impress your higher ups than be late on the first mission.

Reyes and Morrison arrived together, and boy did they scrub up well. Morrison wore a pair of navy trousers and a matching blazer, with a white shirt that had the few buttons at the top undone. Reyes had on an onyx black suit, with a black shirt and a black tie. To say you were impressed would be an understatement. You did however feel a tad more relaxed that you weren’t the only one dressing up tonight.

“Sir. Sir.” You looked at them both and nodded your head slightly.
“Y/N. Ay Dios mío. You look..”
Morrison had leaned over to Reyes and whispered something in his ear, then gave him a little nudge.
“..Very good. Erm, well done.” Reyes swiftly turned around and motioned for you to follow him, no doubt in the direction of the mission.
“So. Although the building is in walking distance, we have decided to bring the dropship along just in case things do decide to get hairy.”
You nodded at Morrison’s explanation.
“Y/N, you will stay with Gabriel until I give the all clear. Understood?”
“Yes, sir.”
The rest of walk was in comfortable silence, as Morrison had said the journey wouldn’t take long. You could hear the sounds of people talking and fake laughs, just around the corner.
“Y/N, hold my hand.”
You couldn’t say no. Well, it was in your brief that you were acting as Reyes’ girlfriend, but you’d imagined it more being his actual girlfriend than a faux one on a mission. You took his right hand in your left, your other hand occupied by a black clutch purse containing the drive. Your face burned a little, Morrison and Reyes were whispering at this point, too quiet for you to hear but there were a couple of chuckles, and a few squeezes on your hand from Reyes. Whether it was reassurance or they were talking about you, you weren’t entirely sure. Before you reached the entrance, you all stopped.
“Y/N, this is for you. You may have seen the other agents wear them.”
It was a tiny earpiece, almost invisible.
“You just put it in there, yes, like that.” Reyes brushed your hair back over your ear to see if you had inserted it correctly. To anyone else it looked as though Reyes was being affectionate.

“Ah, good evening Gentleman and what I may say, a fine lady.” The greeter at the door bowed slightly and smiled at you. He opened the door with a curt nod to the security. “We hope you enjoy your evening. There’s an open bar and canapés will be arriving shortly.”
Free drinks and food? You smiled at the greeter, and made your way in through the open door towards the mass of people that had gathered in the bar area.
“Y/N, where do you think you are going?” A sharp tug on your hand made you suddenly stop. You turned back, eyes wide and eyebrows raised.
“I was going to get drinks. You want this to go as smoothly as possible, don’t you?”
“.. Let Jack get them.”
Morrison smirked slightly as he made his way through the crowd, leaving you and Reyes in the middle of the tiled floor.
“Come, let’s go grab a seat.”
You led him over to one of the bar tables that luckily still had three chairs free. Reyes hadn’t let go of your hand, and was making small circles on your knuckles with his thumb. A small awkward silence followed once you both had sat down. You looked over towards the bar, seeing if you could see Morrison with your drinks.
“What, missing our company already?” You could hear a hint of sarcasm in his voice. What was going on with him lately?
“No, I er, was just seeing if I could see him with our drinks.” You inwardly cursed yourself. You were alone with Gabriel Reyes for goodness sake, the commander of Blackwatch. The majority of people in Overwatch have at some point fancied the likes of him, and now here you were.
“It’s okay, gatita,” His thumb making motions on your knuckles again. “You’ll do great.”
You smiled slightly at his praise. You were about to take a breath in to say something before Morrison came back with his hands full of glasses.
“Open bar, my ass.” He set the drinks down on the table. “Oh ‘Sprite and Coca-Cola are free but you have to pay for the alcohol’.” He was clearly impersonating what seemed to be a very Californian accent. Reyed chuckled slightly, and raised his glass in a toast.
“To Y/N’s first.”
Morrison nodded and clinked his glass with Reyes’ then with yours. You tapped your glass with Reyes’ and took a large gulp.
“Sir, I thought you said you had to pay for alcohol?”
“I did, Y/N. And please call me Jack. People might start gettng ideas if you call me that in public.” Morrison squinted his eyes at you and smirked. What you couldn’t see was Reyes glaring at Morrison, his mouth twitching slightly just itching to say something.

“Ah, yes of course, the highly praised Jack Morrison and Gabriel Reyes. How are you both?” A what it seemed very high up official shook both Morrison’s and Reyes’ hands, before turning to you. “And who is this absolute treasure that you have found, Reyes?”
“This is my girlfriend, sir. New to the scene, should we say.” All three men chuckled at that. New to the scene? You suppose you had to play along. The man gently took your hand and brushed his lips against your knuckles.
“Enchante.” He winked.
“Pleasure.” You returned.

An hour and half of mingling, and you had made your way to the centre of the crowd. A light tap on your elbow from Morrison signalled your cue.
“Gentleman, if I may be excused, I must go powder my nose.”
A smile and a nod from Reyes granted your leave. You turned and headed towards where the ladies’ were, pushing the swing door open and silently thanking that there was no one else in here. Setting your purse down next to the sink, you looked at yourself in the mirror. This dress had done you wonders, probably because of the split up your thigh and the tightness around the waist. You brushed your hair behind your ear and push the button to turn the earpiece on.
“Testing. Can you hear me?”
“Yes, Y/N. We’ve moved away from the crowd a bit so we can talk to you more freely.”
“Okay, good. I’m just making my way there.”
You stepped out of the ladies’ and began your course of navigating this maze of corridors. Your heart was beating louder than usual, all down to nerves. Your heels clicking against the tiles made you feel empowered; there was just something about that noise that you absolutely loved. You stopped at the wooden door with a wavy glass pane, at the end of the hallway as instructed by the brief.

Well of course it was locked.

Reyes had prepared you for this. This building was incredibly old, and had not been updated to preserve the history. You took out two bobby pins that were in your purse and straightened them both out. You had bent the tip of one to make it almost look like an alan key, and slid that into the lock. The straight pin slid underneath that one, and with some pressure in the right places and a turn of the pins, the door clicked open. You hastily stepped inside and quietly shut the door. A quick look around the office, and you found what you were looking for: the Target’s computer. You perched on the edge of the chair behind the desk. Reyes had said all you would need to do would put the drive into the slot and it would do all of the work for you. You inserted the drive, the holoscreen lighting up and a progress bar slowly making it’s way 100%.
“The drive is inserted. It said it should take approximately 8 minutes.”
“Well done, gatitio. Let’s hope everything carries on as smoothly as it has done.”

You had time to spare, so you being as nosey as you were decided to have a look around. A few papers here and there, folders strewn about. You picked up a letter and skim read it. Something about Omnics. When was it not? You tilted your head as something caught your eye.
‘L/N, Y/N.’
Wait, what?
’D.o.B:…’
What is this? Why do they have information on you?
“Y/N, time?”
“Oh, er, 2 minutes and 24 seconds.”
“That’s not enough. Y/N, they’ve noticed a breach in security and have armed guards patrolling. You need to get out now. We’re on our way.”
Shit. Could you not hold off for a few minutes? Your heart was racing now, your palms clammy with the thought of being caught. To be safe, you hid against the wall where the door was, that way if anyone looked in, they wouldn’t be able to see you.
You could hear several footsteps.
Your shoulders tensed, arms up and fists clenched should you need to fight.
“I er, zink it vas zis one, boss.”
“Well go on, what are you waiting for?”
Those voices weren’t familiar. Those voices were close. You heard a click of the door being opened but you sighed in relief when you realised it was the door opposite to yours.
“Zhere’s novun here.”
“No shit. Keep looking.”
The door closed and a few taps on the tiled floor. Your door clicked open.
“Look, novun again.”
“Jesus, Maksya, you haven’t even loo-”
You think your heart stopped when the ‘boss’ walked in. Shit. You weren’t an agent. You weren’t trained for this.
“Well, well, well. What is this?” Boss man walked over to the desk and with some expert swipes flipped the holoscreen around. “Download complete? What the fu-”
Now was your time. You launched forward at the boss and brought your right arm around his neck, securing it in place with your left. The other guy shouted in surprise and brought his gun, level to where you were. You swung the boss around, so he was being used as a human shield.
“Put the gun down.”

You had hoped your would have sounded a bit more threatening, but your dry throat made your voice crack. The gun man chuckled.
“Boss, it’s zat Reyes’ bitch. You know the vun that has been showing off all zat she has to offer all night?”
A sharp, unsuspecting jab to your ribs from the boss man made you let go, clutching your side. He grabbed your hair at the base of your scalp, crying out in pain, and kicked the back of your knees to make you fall down on the floor. Shit. Your hands clawed at the boss man’s hand in your hair.
“She’s feisty.” Boss man’s eyebrow raised. “Tie her up.”
Oh no. You weren’t going down without a fight. You eyed the guy with the gun like a hawk, until he went behind you. You heard the clunk of the gun being put on the desk, and then some rustling. Was he taking off his belt? Your arms were brought down behind you, you couldn’t move unless you wanted to rip out half off your hair. Your thoughts were confirmed when you felt leather digging in at your wrists, and then being cinched. The boss let go of you hair, only to be replaced by the other guy’s left hand, and feel of cold metal against your temple.
“Pretty. Hands behind her and on her knees. I can think of several ways to make her talk.”
The gun man cruelly laughed with his boss.

“Gatita, we got held up. Did you get out okay?”
You couldn’t reply. You couldn’t let these strangers know you had contact to the outside. You were supposed to be gone by now, not held hostage in a a stuffy office.
“Y/N?”
Your heart sank. It wasn’t rare for an agent to die in the field, but it did happen. You just never thought it would happen to you. Tears sprung at the corners of your eyes, threatening to fall. You weren’t an agent. End of.
“Now. We know you must be working for Overwatch, hmm?” Boss man stood in front of you, his hand clenched around your jaw to make you look up at him. “That you must be Reyes’ new whore, and got you to do the dirty work, hm?”
Your eyebrows creased into a frown. You weren’t going to talk. Feign ignorance. The metal pressed harder against your temple. This was it. A hard slap across the face sent you spinning. You were still held in place but your jaw hurt and you were sure your lip had been cut open. A sharp yank of your hair sent your head further back looking almost directly above you.
“If you’re not going to talk, then we’re going to have some fun.”
Boss man produced a knife from his back pocket. He brought the blade up to your face, your eyes widening as you were now being threatened by both a knife and a gun. You had always hated knives, even more than guns. There was something so.. personal about being threatened by a knife that had you shivering in fear.
“Oh boss, I zink she’s scared.” He chuckled again.
Boss brought the blade lightly down your right cheekbone, enough to cause pain and make beads of blood appear. He looked at you, almost as though he was questioning why you weren’t talking.
“Y/N??”
You heard your name again, but not just from the earpiece. They were running down the hallway, feet stomping on the ground.
Boss man grimaced and looked at his colleague. You were brought to your feet by a sharp yank of your hair, the gun now gone from your temple and given to boss man, pointing at you. The blade now pressing against your throat. The door slammed open. Both Reyes and Morrison had their guns already aimed, sweat beads on their foreheads.
“Let her go.”
“Or what, Reyes? You’ll shoot me?”
“Sí.”
Clear as crystal. Their mocking tones made you think they have some kind of history.
“Fine. Maksya, let her go.”
As soon as the blade dropped from your neck and the hand left your hair, boss man had pulled the trigger. Everything seemed to be in slow motion: the pulled trigger, the bullet hitting you, Reyes and Morrison pulling their triggers on the boss. You fell back against the desk, sliding to the floor. You’d been shot. On your left side. Above your hip. You cried out in pain, tears finally falling from your closed eyes. Adrenaline took over and everything went numb. You heard footsteps come closer to you, and another gunshot. You daren’t open your eyes. Your hands were suddenly free and tried to cover your wound in vain. A slump to your right told you the other guy had been dealt with.
“This wasn’t supposed to happen, I am so sorry, so so sorry. Jack, we need Angela, we need to get Y/N to the ship, now.” The urgency in Reyes’ voice scared you. You tried to open your eyes but they were too heavy. Reyes was still talking to you, his voice becoming distant. He gingerly picked you up, bridal style. Your head leaned into him and your left hand fell down, finally giving into the darkness.

* * *

A bright light was all you could see through your eyelids. The sterile smell and clanging of metal on metal told you that you weren’t in heaven, but rather a hospital room. A faint repetitive beeping brought you fully out from your sleep. Your eyes fluttered open and your thoughts confirmed. Pristine white sheets, a metal tray with tools, an uncomfortable looking chair with a sleeping Reyes.

You looked more around the room. The window was open, and you could hear the crashing of the waves on the rocks below. Sunlight was streaming in, creating a warmth that you didn’t know that you needed.
“Ah! Y/N, you’re awake.”
Your eyes shifted over to the source of the voice: Doctor Angela Ziegla, alias Mercy. She was the resident doctor, Swiss, stern but incredibly friendly.
“Yes,” you smiled. “I suppose I am.” Your body was aching, and there was a dull throb on the left hand side of your waist.
“I managed to remove the bullet and heal you up fine. Healing from a bullet wound is a long process; it could take several weeks, even months. However, you should be back to normal in no time. You may have a scar om your cheek too.. but only time will tell. You were out for about 36 hours..”
You frowned at this. Upon seeing your reaction, Dr Ziegler stepped closer to you and reassuringly put her hand on your forearm.
“Gabriel hasn’t left your side. He’s been worried sick.”
You glance over to him, and can see the prominent dark rings around his eyes. His eyes that were now looking at you.
“L/N. You’re awake.” Reyes stood up next to angela, a slight frown crossing his face.
“No need for formalities here, Gabriel.”
“Of course, Angela. How are you feeling, Y/N?”
“Achy. Tired. Hungry.”
Both Dr Ziegler and Reyes chuckled at that.
“Well, I’ll leave you two alone, and let you catch up.” Dr Ziegler smiled as she tool her hand back, picked up her clipboard and walked out of the room.

Reyes had moved the chair closer to your bed and sat back down in it. He picked your hand up and held it in his own.
“Gatita, I am so sorry.” His brows were furrowed.
“Please. It’s okay. Dr Ziegler said I’d heal fine and-”
“That’s not the point, I put you in danger!”
“Danger that we couldn’t expect to happ-”
“Y/N. I care about your safety. Hell, I care about you. Anyone could have delivered all those confirmations to Blackwatch, but I always asked for you.”
He still wasn’t looking at you. Your eyes moved from him to directly in front of you, taking in the bunch of pastel flowers that you had missed.
“Gabriel- may I?”
Reyes nodded.
“Gabriel. No one could have guessed what would have happened the other night. No one. Don’t beat yourself up for it, because it looks like you have. You have panda eyes, you know that right?”
Reyes smiled but it quickly faded.
“Panda eyes are better than a bullet wound.”
“Very true. I don’t think any amount of cucumbers will help the bruise that I’ll get from being shot.” You started chuckling at your joke but then grabbed your side as the pain shot through you. Reyes half stood out of his chair, concerned.
“Do you need anything? I can bring back Angela?”
“No, thank you. I’ll live.” You grimaced.
“How about I teach you?”
“Teach me what?”
“How to really defend yourself. To shoot, to fight, to be an agent.”
“I.. I don’t know. Yes, it sounds exciting but..
“But what?”
“What about my job and well the way that I’m currently in?”
“You can teach someone and we’ll wait until you’re fully recovered.”
You think that Reyes has been planning this. Taking you on a mission, being taught basic combat. You just weren’t sure.
“Y/N, I promise you won’t get shot on every mission.”
“That’s if I accept.”
“You didn’t say no last time.” Reyes smirked.

God damn, Gabriel Reyes. He was going to be the death of you. You, however, didn’t mind one bit.

Forensic Science: what is it?

WATSON REALIZED SOMETHING IMPORTANT!! And by that she means she was hit with the sudden realization that both Sherls and Watson never covered what Forensic Science is. And given the massive influx of new followers (thank you everyone, you guys are amazing!) Watson thought she should define forensic science and cover the sub-disciplines in the field. Due to the interdisciplinary nature of forensics, Sherls and Watson have a pretty general science background, so don’t be afraid to ask us about anything. 

Forensic science, in the most broad definition, is the application of any science to the court of law (both criminal and civil). Essentially, it is using the scientific method to help with court trials. It’s important to keep the law part in mind, because everything we do in the field, scene processing, evidence collection, evidence analysis, all the tasks are done with a goal in mind: to preserve the integrity of evidence so that it is viable in court. Their third job is to search, find, and collect possible evidence in an efficient manner to ensure fragile evidence isn’t lost, but also in a careful way so that the evidence is preserved properly and not contaminated. With that said, we have a very general knowledge of law, and it mainly pertains to the Criminal Code of Canada, while @scriptlawyer​ is the better person to go to for detailed law knowledge. 

The most publicly know facet of forensic science is crime scene investigation. These are the people that come in a scene in full Protective Personal Equipment/PPEs (bunny suit, gloves, goggles, mask, boot covers, etc.). Their first job is to protect the scene, make sure nothing is tampered with. The second job is to record and document the scene in a thorough manner (photography, video tape, hand written notes), to ensure that the scene can be revisited later in the future. 

Below, in no particular order, are brief synopsis of forensics in a given sub-discipline: 

Pathology – they are the coroners and the medical examiners, performs autopsy and is responsible for determining manner of death, cause of death, and estimating Post Mortem Interval/time of death (PMI) 

Biology/DNA – looks at the biology of the scene, including DNA and any other bodily fluids (blood, semen, saliva, urine, etc), when looking at DNA, will be intimately familiar with a process called Polymerase Chain Reaction (PCR), will also look at hair and fibre samples, botanical material, and soil 

Toxicology – the chemistry side of the science, examines compositions of drugs, glass, paint, explosives, soil, determines presence/absence of drugs and poison, alcohol, uses lots of fun equipment, refer to @scriptchemist​ 

Firearms – looks at firearms (we are hoping that is obvious), discharged bullets, spent cartridge cases, shotgun shells, ammunition, gun shot residue (GSR), approximating how far from the target a weapon was fire 

Fingerprinting – studying minutiae of fingerprint, comparing prints left behind in a crime scene to prints from known origin, there’s actually not a lot of work being done on how accurate fingerprint is, and fingerprinting is under a lot of scrutiny right now for lack of organizational structure (some one should change that) 

Computer/Digital – one of the new emerging fields, basically finding, collection, preserving, and examining data from digital devices (computers, cell phones, etc.) Sherls and Watson do not have enough technological background so we will refer everyone to @scripthacker​ 

Anthropology – deals with skeletal remains, differentiating between human and animal remains, determining approximate gender, age, height, race, and any physical injuries or osteo-diseases 

Entomology – uses insect (mainly flies and necrophilious insects), flies life cycle, and the cycle of arthropod successions to determine long term PMI 

Psychology/Behavioural – this is a subfield of psychology/psychiatry. In criminal cases, work tasks might include determining if a person is fit to stand trial, evaluate for behavioural disorders, looking at behavioural patterns to set up a profile. In civil cases, they might determine if an individual is competent to decide when preparing a will, settling property, or refusing medical treatment. Both of us do not have much experience in this field, and would like to refer you to @scriptshrink 

Documents – document analysis studies handwriting, type-writing, type of paper and ink, tries to authenticate sources, basically anything to do with documents, neither Sherls or Watson has much experience with this 

Odontology – this field looks at dental evidence when the body is unrecognizable. Enamel in the teeth are hardy substances and can last for a long time, identification of the person can be made based of characteristics of the teeth, their alignment of the mouth, the great thing about living is the first world country is that almost every one has a dental record. Bite marks compared to dental cast has also been used as evidence in court (see Ted Bundy), but Sherls and Watson are both leery about this particular field, since there are not a lot of research proving that there is a scientific basis behind the field

Engineering – looks at failure analysis, accident reconstruction, and causes and origins of fires/explosions, mainly looks at the structure sides of things (is there an engineering scripty around? Because Watson would love to see one)

Others Watson found while researching: theres units for polygraph and voiceprint analysis too apparently. We do not know much about these two fields either.

*Phew* We know there is a lot of information on this post, we are planning to break down a few things we mentioned here and go into more detail in future posts. Send us asks if you lovelies have any questions.

Inventoried items for evidence taken from E&D off bodies. They describe a lot of items I’d never seen on them in the library photos or heard about:

JCSO 8702 – Right/Left Black Boots

JCSO 1078 – 12 ¼” Knife with Black Leather Sheath – Right Boot

JCSO 1077 – Black Dagger-Type Knife with 2 Spikes in Black Nylon Sheath – Left Boot

JCSO 8701/JCSO 8703 – Right/Left White Socks

JCSO 8704 – Green/Gray Plaid Boxer Underwear

JCSO 1065 – Black BDU Pants (cut off of body)

CBI 38/JCSO 1097 – 2 Magazines with (9) Live 9mm Rounds Each, Hyper Gas Turbo Lighter – Pants Pocket

JCSO 850-853 – (4) CO2 Cartridge Bombs – Left Pocket

CBI 33/JCSO 1099 – Green Fabric Pouch: (10) Live Federal 2 ¾” 00 Buck Shotgun Shells – Left Pants Pocket

JCSO 1076 – Black Folding Knife, Black Lighter, Wooden Block with Hole, 2 Matchbox Strikers – Right Front Pocket

JCSO 8713 – Wallet with $113.00 & Contents, Leather Case, Matchbox Strikers

CBI 344/JCSO 1098 – Black Fabric Pouch: (Empty) – On Body

CBI 25/JCSO 1066 – Belt & 3 OD (Olive Drab) Fabric Pouches: (1) Fired 9mm [WIN] Casing matched to the Hi-Point From Body

CBI 26/JCSO 1067 – 5 Green Fabric Pouches with Shoulder Straps w/ Clip on Pouch: (12) Live Winchester Super-X 3” 00 Buck Shotgun Shells – Off of Body

JCSO 8706 – White T-Shirt, Black Letters “Natural Selection”

JCSO 8705 – Black Glove (fingerless) – Right Hand

Watch, Matchbox Striker Under Watch – Left Wrist

No Hat or Glasses

CBI 20/JCSO 900 – 12 Gauge Springfield Pump Action Shotgun, Model 67H, 3" Chamber, Serial #A232432 – inscribed “Arlene”

CBI 21/JCSO 901 – Hi-Point 9mm Carbine, Model 995, Serial #A59610 – Mounted with 2 Lasers, Strap Attached to Front & Back of Gun

KLEBOLD, DYLAN

JCSO 8679/JCSO 8682 – Right/Left Black Boots,

JCSO 8680 – (1) Live “Winchester” 9mm Bullet – In Right Boot

Red Star Medallion containing a Sickle and a Hammer – On Left Boot

JCSO 8681/JCSO 8683 – Right/Left Socks

CBI 29/JCSO 1273 – 3 Green Fabric Pouches with Silver Duct Tape: (5) Live Federal Premium 2 ¾” 00 Buck Shotgun Shells, (2) Live Federal 2 ¾” #8 Extra-Lite/Trap Shotgun Shells – By Upper Stairway Railing, South Section

JCSO 8685 – Blue Plaid Boxer Underwear

JCSO 8684 – Black BDU Pants with Black Belt

CBI 28/JCSO 1102 Beige/Tan Fabric Pouch with Brown Leather Trim marked “Nikon” with the name “Klebold” written on back – Belt

JCSO 864-870, JCSO 873 – (7) CO2 Cartridge Bombs & (1) Pipe Bomb – Left Pocket

JCSO 854-858 – (5) CO2 Cartridge Bombs – Right Pocket

Pocket Watch – Right Pocket

JCSO 8728 – Wallet with Contents, 3 Lighters

CBI 27/JCSO 1101 Black Fabric Nylon Belt w/ Black Nylon Snap Buckle: (13) Live High Brass Federal Premium 2 ¾” 00 Buck Shotgun Shells, (1) Live Brass Federal 2 ¾” 00 Buck Shotgun Shell – Waist

JCSO 1079 – Curved Knife with Spikes in Black/Brown Leather Sheath – On Left Hip

JCSO 8687 – Black T-shirt, Red Letters “Wrath”

Beaded Cloth Necklace

JCSO 8688 – Black Suspenders

JCSO 8686 – Black Glove (fingerless) – Left Hand

JCSO 1100 – Two Matchbox Strikers taped together, 2 Pieces of Silver Duct Tape – Right Wrist
Silver Ring with a Black Stone – Left Hand, Ring Finger

JCSO 1064 – Colorado Avalanche Hat, “A” Emblem on Front, Boston Red Sox “B” Emblem on Back

No Glasses

Earring – Left Ear

CBI 22/JCSO 902 – 12 Gauge Stevens Double Barrel Shotgun, Model 311D, 2 ¾” Chamber, Serial #A077513

CBI 23/JCSO 903 – Intra-TEC 9mm Semi-Automatic Pistol, Model TEC-DC9, Serial #D076305 – Strap Attached to Back of Gun

7

Quirks: The idiosyncrasies of DBK

U.S triple Grenade Pouch 

Otherwise known “No, that is not Dylan’s half-arsed job of tying his boot lace”  Hopefully this post will help dispel the untied boot laces misinformation (though sometimes admittedly cute) that is still working the perpetuated Tumblr rumor circuit ;) 

From a distance in photos and video, some have automatically assumed that Dylan was just a lazy ass  on 4/20 and didn’t bother to lace his combat boot’s all the way up his shin so that the boot appears to be dangling all flappy-loose as he lumbers about. But nope.  While Dyl made not have given a shit about much as he’d be dead within the hour, it was more of a matter of one of a few of his uniform malfunctions than carelessness.  The reality here is that his right shin/ankle in question looks messed up because he has his U.S. army green triple grenade pouch sketchily attached to it

The U.S. Triple Grenade pouch was used from the end of World War II until the 70’s. It is meant to carry six grenades total so is cumbersome no matter how its worn. It just wasn’t very well designed. It appears in all 3 of his gear sketches, with the first two pouches on the top listed as holding extra (“xt”) shotgun shells or bullets (the order is switched in one of them) and the bottom pouch as “poison” in one of the sketches. 

In the basement tape “transcripts”;  Dylan “attaches black suspenders to his pants and also attaches a tan ammo type pouch to his belt or suspenders & a green canvas pouch to his right shin.” 

Given how sloppy the pouch adheres to Dylan’s leg - half peeling away from his right leg - he likely jerry-rigged the pouch with a shoelace or something tied to the wire.   It’s just another little detail that makes this particular type of pouch and the way he wore it even stranger.  Why Dylan elected to strap it to his boot when it didn’t fit securely to begin with is anyone’s guess.  Based on his sketches, he seems firmly set on it being part of his aesthetic- no matter how impractical it may have been from the get-go when he tried it on for size in the “NBK fashion show” the two had in the Basement Tapes.  Dylan needed a place to store extra ammo and apparently he didn’t come up with any alternative idea for that.   It must have been a bit of an annoyance to him the day he was in action because it looks as though he’s partially dragging it around - half detaching from his leg. He may have even had to stopped at certain points of massacre to check it and fix it more securely so that it wouldn’t fall off completely as he walked or ran.

The Triple Grenade Pouch is specifically drawn on all of his gear sketches so he conceptualized and envisioned this with his fantasy ‘uniform’ atleast a few months prior. In the end, the pouch was more of a nuisance in reality than a useful, practical battle accessory.  In the sketches above, he slightly makes modifications on what goes where in the pockets: the first two pouches was to contain ‘XT’ shorthand for ‘extra’ 9mm bullets or shotgun shells. In one of the sketches, he fantasizes that the 3rd pouch pocket will be for “poison”..which likely was never included.  It’s was simply was that he liked the idea of having various suicide methods at his disposal in case the cops were closing in on them.  He also stuck a bullet in his boot - which of course, was useless without a shell or clip. But it was the idea for him that he was ‘prepared’ for his Death Day. 

In the two photos above, you can see Dylan’s actual grenade pouch as well as his trench and the other gear of the two in that glass display case of the 2004 Columbine Evidence Exhibit. This exhibit was permitted to showcase one time only as part of Jeffco. Sadly, most of this evidence has now been destroyed as far back as 2011, if we can entirely believe Jeffco’s claims..

4

My theory on why Eric broke his nose that day.

Ok, so both boys had practiced quite a bit beforehand with their weapons, so we can assume they knew the amount of recoil involved with shooting the sawn-off guns. The ammo they carried that day were a mix of target loads, slugs, and buckshot.
Skip the next paragraph if you know the difference.

Target loads are significantly less powerful than a traditional shell, the right image on the bottom shows the difference between a target load blasting cap, and a regular shotgun shell. Notice how much shorter the metal part is… A lot less recoil. Slugs are a single, rifled, lead ball, and buckshot are tiny bbs, both types of ammo, a LOT more recoil than target loads, hence the name, for target shooting.. still deadly, but less so.

So my theory, Eric had pouches of shells all over him, we don’t know exaclty where he kept what, but I feel that during the shooting, while he was killing his classmates, there was probably a lot of adrenaline pumping… I think Eric loaded up with target loads, and maybe a slug slipped in, he didn’t know it was there, for one reason or another. Eric bent down, didn’t realize the recoil was going to be as much as it was, and broke his nose, since he fired too close to his face.. beginner mistake. Oh, fun fact, those super X slugs there, are the exact same shells he used. That’s a rousing good time, huh?

Think about Reaper getting fucked up on a mission, and literally thrown off a cliff into the ocean or some shit. His team thinks he’s dead and gone but he just washes up like some waterlogged cat, to find it’s not Sombra or Widowmaker or one of his shitty Talon grunts pulling him out of the water, but McCree. McCree who he was previously shooting to kill. He finds himself stripped of his wet armor and wrapped up with McCree’s serape in some fairly nice hotel room with Jesse flitting about and ordering him some hot soup. 

At first he thinks about just killing him in his sleep and returning to Talon, but he can’t help but melt at his ex-charge’s warm words and soft looks. The fact that despite everything, McCree still cares, makes him feel something good for once. Instead, he quietly steals away in the night, one of Jesse’s lucky rifle bullets replaced with a shotgun shell. 

Dylan Quotes

“I wanted happiness, I never got it”

“I am purity. Darkness. Romanticism. Professionalism. Existence. Complacence. Power. Pain. Everything is black. I am everything. “

“No emotions. Not caring. Yet another stage in this shit life. Suicide…”

“Goodbye, sorry to everyone… I just can’t take it… all the thoughts… too many… make my head twist.. i must have happiness, love, peace. Goodbye.”

“I hate those who choose to destroy a love, who take it for granted.”

“I’d rather have nothing than be nothing.”

“Existence…what a strange word.”

“The battle between good and bad never ends.”

“If it was true that you loved me as I do you, I would find a way to survive. Anything to be with you. I would enjoy life knowing that you loved me.”

“I don’t fit in here and thinking of suicide gives me hope, that i’ll be in my place wherever I go after this life… that I’ll finally not be at war with myself, the world, the universe-my mind, body, everywhere, everything at PEACE in me-my soul [existence]”

“All people I ever might have loved have abandoned me”

“I wonder if I’ll ever have a love”

“Being made human without the possibility of BEING human. The cruelest of all punishments.”

“The true existence lives in solitude, always aware, always infinite, always, looking, for, his love.”

“Nobody will help me”

“Hey mum. Gotta go. It’s about a half an hour before our little judgement day. I just wanted to apologize to you guys for any crap this might instigate as far as [inaudible] or something. Just know I’m going to a better place. I didn’t like life too much and I know I’ll be happy wherever the fuck I go. So I’m gone. Goodbye.”

“NBK will be the ultimate revenge, to our shitlists, the pigs, everyone! We’ll fuckin ‘take care of business’ to be sure, So Indigo, as we near the day of fate … AAAA FUCKIT! Just let it come. They will know when gods get pissed of … the little pussies will feel the shotgun shells & the bullets. Just like that little piglet at community service. They need to die sooo bad. Now they will”

“I was delusional and thought she waved at me the last day of school. Oh well … my emotions are gone. So much past pain at once, my senses are numbed. The beauty of being numb.”

“I want to be free.”

“Farther and farther distant… that’s what’s happening… me & everything that zombies consider dear… just images, not life. Soon I will be at peace I hope…”

“I’ve always had a thing for the past - how it reacts to the present & the future - or rather vice versa. I wonder how/when i got so fucked up…”

“Sadness seems infinite, & the shell of happiness shines around. Yet the true despair overcomes it this lifetime.”

“The pain multiplies infinitely. never stops. Yet im here, STILL alone, still in pain.”

“The framework of society stands above & below me. The hardest thing to destroy, yet the weakest thing that exists. I know that i am different, yet i am afraid to tell the society. The possible abandonment, persecution is not something I want to face, yet it is so primitive to me. I guess being yourself means letting people know about inner thoughts too, not just opinions & fashions. (Heheh) I will be free one day, in the land of purity & my happiness, I will have a love, someone who is me in a way. Someday… Possibly thru this life, maybe another, but it will happen… ”

“Love is more valuable than anything I know. To love is to enter a completion of one’s self. I hate those who choose to destroy a love, who take it for granted. love is greater than life even. As i look for love, i feel i can’t find it. ever. but something tells me i will. Someday. Somewhere. As my love will find me. She feels as i do right now, i can feel it. we will be inseperable. Her & i. Whether it is [edited] or not, i think ill find it. (my love). we will be free, to explore the vast wonders of the stars. To cascade down everlong waterfalls, & thru the warmest seas of pure happiness… no limits… no limits. Nothing will stop us.”

“These moments will be lost in the depressions & caverns of the human books forever like, tears in rain, but the thoughts will be eternal. To explain the happiness is impossible even for fate. It’s just a pure halcyon set to last more existences than a conceivable number.”

“Existence is a great hall, life is one of the rooms, death is passing thru the doors, & the ever existent compulsion of everything is the curiosity to keep moving down the hall, thru the doors, exploring rooms, down this never-ending hall.”

“Existence is pure hell & pure heaven at the same time. I will never stop wondering. The lost highway will never end.”

“Time to die, time to be free, time to love.”

“The zombies will never cause us pain anymore.”

“Fact: People are so unaware. … well, Ignorance is bliss I guess…. that would explain my depression.”

“I was Mr. Cutter tonight - I have 11 depressioners on my right hand now.”

“oooh god i want to die sooo bad… such a sad, desolate, lonely, unsalvageable i feel i am….. not fair, NOT FAIR!!!! I wanted happiness!! I never got it…”

“I think a lot. Think … think … that’s all my life is, just shitloads of thinking … all the time … my mind never stops… music runs 24/7 (except for sleep), just songs I hear, not necessarily good or bad, & thinking…” 

”My existence is shit to me – how I feel that I am in eternal suffering, in infinite directions in infinite realities. Yet these realities are fake – artificial, induced [?] by thought, how everything connects, yet its all so far apart…. & I sit & think…"

“some zombies are smarter than others, some manipulate… like my parents.”

“It’s interesting, when I’m in my human form, knowing I’m going to die. Everything has a touch of triviality to it. Like how none of this calculus shit matters. The way it shouldn’t. the truth. In 26.4 hours, I’ll be dead, & in happiness. The little zombie human fags will know their errors, & be forever suffering and mournful”

Awareness signs the warrant for suffering.

“I’m forever sorry, infinitely, about the pornos. My humanity has a foot fetish & bondage extreme liking. I try to thwart it sometimes to no effect. Yet the masturbation has stopped.”  

“Love is more valuable than anything I know. To love is to enter a completion of one’s self. I hate those who choose to destroy a love.”

“My wrath for January’s incident will be…godlike”

To All The Hopeless Ones

PART UNO

I know this wasn’t a request but I’ve been getting a shit ton of Sammy requests done and like… zero Cas or Dean imagines have been requested but idk I wanted to sorta balance it

Prompt: Jo’s fate is sealed. She’s already decided to stay behind and blow the hellhounds up. Her final request? To have Dean save her little sister, Y/N


“Well this is great, we’ve been in town for twenty minutes and we’ve already lost the angel up our sleeve,” Dean growled as we marched through Carthage. Sam looked down towards his gun, “You think, uh… You think Lucifer got him?”

Dean paused, unsettled with the idea that his best friend was dead, “I don’t know what else to think.”

“I’m not too sure, Dean, Cas is one heavy hitter, he wouldn’t go out that easily.” I said, walking up beside my crush and flashing him a reassuring smile.

“Well, I’d think my daddy-o’s a bit heavier,” A foreign voice chirped from behind the group. I turned, instantly fitting my shotgun along my shoulder and hovering my finger over the trigger. Standing alone in the mild Missouri weather, was a girl with long brown hair and a deadly sweet smile.

“Meg?” Sam asked, lowering his firearm to the pavement. I had heard stories about this ‘Meg’ from the brothers but hadn’t seen her until now.

She grinned, “You shouldn’t have come here, boys.”

“Yeah, well I could say the same thing for you.” Dean growled, taking a few steps closer, aiming his gun to shoot the demon square between the eyes.

Meg’s shoulders shook, amused, “Buddy, I didn’t come here alone,” An invisible splash rippled through the pothole by Meg’s feet and I reeled back, looking towards my mom and sister for answers. Jo looked as confused and scared as me. Mom, though, wasn’t scared, but terrified. All around us deep snarls and barks echoed through the ghost town, making me feel like I was being trapped by invisible creatures that I couldn’t put a name to. That was until I caught Dean’s eyes wavering slightly, his hand shaking, “Hellhounds, huh?” Dean confirmed. I recoiled as I knew what I was dealing with. The same beasts that ripped Dean’s flesh to pieces and sent his soul to hell.

“Yeah, Dean! Your favorite!” Meg called sarcastically. “Come on, boys, my father wants to see you.”

Sam yelled, “I think we’ll pass, thanks.”

The demon shrugged, “Your call. You can make this easy, or you can make it really, really hard.”

One of the transparent dogs got closer to me and I spun around, shivering at the hot breath on my leg. Dean looked at Jo, who shook her head, silently telling Dean no, before he turned to Mom, who nodded, and then to me, his eyes frantic even though his muscles were still. Eventually I nodded too, and waited for what was next to come.

Dean turned back to Meg, “Since when have you known us to make anything easy?”

Meg shook her head, and with a passing breeze flirting through Carthage, Dean lowered his gun to the hellhound that was at Meg’s feet and pulled the trigger, a short burst of blood popping out of thin air.

“Run!” Dean shouted, and we all simultaneously sprinted down the street. My heart hammered in my chest as I ran, adrenaline alone pushing my legs faster and faster, until I heard the gut wrenching sound of Dean’s panicked scream as he collapsed onto the ground, I turned just in time to see Dean being pinned to the concrete before Jo stepped in.

“Dean!” Jo pumped back the handgrip on the shotgun, an empty golden shell falling to the road when she shot blindly at whatever was about to rip into Dean. “Jo, stay back!” He tried, but it was too late. By the time the creature that was holding Dean down was knocked away, another one took it’s place, and a bloody claw mark tore into her skin.

I could vaguely hear the sound of my mother’s broken sobs as Sam gripped my shoulders and threw me inside the doors of a nearby corner store. I think I was crying, I wasn’t sure. All I knew was that Jo was collapsed on the ground in the back of the store, bleeding from the side. I was hyperventilating, staring down at the blood. There was so much of it. Red so deep it almost looked black, pouring out of my sweet big sister’s skin.

“Y/N? Y/N, I need you to hold down on her, alright?” Mom demanded as she checked around the spray of blood near her throat. I did as I was told and tried cupping my hands around the wound but my hands were shaking so badly that the blood seeped through my fingers anyway. Smooth clots of the metallic liquid were coming out of my sister and through my hands and in that moment in the years of my life I felt truly powerless.

Mom sent me away, telling me that I was doing more harm than good by trying to assist her and I shuffled over to the other side of the store, the only sounds filling through my ears was the sound of vicious snarls of the hellhounds outside and the pained yelps of my beautiful, smart older sister. My older sister who always took care of me. Who kissed my scraped knees when I fell off my bicycle, who would clap along when I learned how to fire a gun, who would tell off her boyfriend for picking on me, who would always leave me behind at the bunker when she snuck off on midnight hunts and expect me not to tell Mom.

I felt a pang of realization. How could I? When I’m hearing the painful shrieks from Jo I’m being jealous of her? How could I fucking do that? What kind of person is jealous of their sister as she bleeds out only a few feet in front of her.

“It’s not set in stone, you know?” A familiar voice asked from above.

I looked up from my tear stained arms to see Dean standing in front of me, the flickering ceiling light making it look like a halo was circling around his head.

“I mean, I know it looks bad, but she could still pull through,” Dean. Dean fucking Winchester. Whenever something went wrong it all seemed to tie back around to him, huh? If he didn’t exist then I obviously wouldn’t have fallen for him. I wouldn’t have to act like some ditsy bitch in a fucking soap opera when he walked into the room. And if he didn’t exist he wouldn’t have, in turn, fallen for my smart, funny, exceedingly more desirable older sister. I wanted to hate him so badly, to blame him for all that was wrong in the world. Jo’s fatal injury, Lucifer escaping, Sam’s demon deals, my sleepless nights, I wanted to be able to blame Dean fucking Winchester for all the injustice in the shitty life I led. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t I couldn’t hate him. I could only hate myself for, in what may be my sister’s final moments, feeling sorry for myself and being jealous of her.

What kind of sister would do that?

“Go away, Dean.” I murmured flatly, returning to my tear stained sleeves. “If you want to talk then just let me-“

“Go, Dean. Just…” I crumbled into the floor like drying sand, “just go…”


“Hey, Y/N? Can you come over here please?” Mom asked with a shrunken, pitiful voice.

I stood up from my spot on the floor, ignoring the dull aches in my muscles. When I saw my family I could barely keep the alcohol from last night down. Their eyes both held a sort of emptiness that was so unlike their normal hues. Jo’s eyes lacked the fiery rebellion and devotion to protection those lesser than her and Mom’s that so frequently were filled with dark anger and kind compassion were drained. They both looked half dead already.

“Mom, what is it?” I pondered as I crouched beside my wounded sister.

She ran her fingers through her hair, “I need to talk to Dean, can you sat here and watch Jo for me?” I nodded, and she smiled hollowly, “Thanks, sweetie.”

The moment Mom was out of earshot, Jo pulled me close, “Y/N, I need… to tell you something.”

“Yeah, Jo? What’s up?” I said, a stray tear blurring my eyes.

My sister shook her head slowly, “I’m useless, you need to leave me-“

“No. Not a fucking chance in hell. We are getting you and Mom out of here, she can take care of you, and the boys and I can get rid of Lucifer on our own.” I affirmed, gingerly setting a hand down on her knee.

“Y/N you can’t-“

“We are done talking about this, we are getting you out of town and that is final.” I snapped, trying to end the conversation before it got any worse.

Jo wouldn’t take no for an answer. “Guys, come over here,” She called to the others at the front of the store, with muscles straining painfully with every shout. Dean, Sam, and Mom all came over and leaned down. “Stop… Guys, stop.”

A teary trail fell down my cheek and I instantly wiped it away, leaving a smudge of dry blood on my face. “Can we, uh, be realistic about this, please?” She inhaled sharply, “I can’t move my legs. I can’t be moved. My guts are being held in by an ace bandage. We gotta… We gotta get our priorities straight here.” The dawning realization of what my big sister was implying felt like a metal rod skewering my heart. “Number one, I’m not going anywhere.”

Mom’s jaw was shaking, “Joanna Beth, you stop talking like that-“

“-Mom…” Jo interrupted her weakly, “I can’t fight. I can’t walk. But I could do something.” Mom was on the verge of tears already. “We’ve got propane, wiring, rock salt, everything we need…”

Sam cleared his throat, “Ev… Everything we need?”

“To build a bomb, Sam.” I choked on my words. Jo was planning on blowing herself up.

Dean instantly turned her down, “Jo, no. No way.”

“You got another plan?” She paused, “You got any other plan? Those are hellhounds out there, Dean. They’ve got all of our scents. Those bitches will never stop coming after you,” She said, her voice breaking, “We let the dogs in, you guys hit the roof, make a break for the building next over, and I can wait here with my finger on the button.” She smiled, “Rip those mutts a new one. Or at least give you a few minutes’ head start, anyway.

I couldn’t speak, words couldn’t make it past the clog in my throat. “No, I… I won’t let you…” Mom cried. “Mom, this is why we’re here, right? If I can get us a shot on the devil… Dean, we have to take it.”

“No!” Mom begged, pleading that Dean could talk some sense into her daughter. “That’s not-“

“Mom. This might literally be your last chance to treat me like an adult. You might wanna take it.” Mom’s pleas descended into pitiful whimpers as she clung to her daughter’s side.

“Jo, please don’t do this…” I asked her, tears silently falling from my eyes like rain.

She smiled, and I saw a tear fall from her eye, mixing with the blood that stained her skin, “That’s what we do, right? Saving people, hunting things, the family business.”

With a stuttering breath, Mom cleared her throat, “You heard her… Get to work.”


The pain had gotten so intense that it was almost numbing, but I knew that what I was doing was right. There was just one more thing I had to do.

“Dean, can you c’mere a sec?” I asked the hunter, and he approached me solemnly.

I sighed, “Listen, when I do this, Y/N is going to try and stay with me. She’s going to try and go out with me and I wouldn’t forgive myself…”

He nodded slowly, “I won’t let it happen, okay? I’ll drag her out of here if I have to… I’ll make sure she’s safe.”

The uncertainty in the older Winchester’s voice didn’t deter my resolve. If I could trust anybody with my baby sister’s safety it was Dean.

I only hoped that Y/N would forgive me…


This was part 1 of 2 and I honestly have no idea when it will come out sooo…. yeah

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Prompt List: Prompts (*REMEMBER* We do MalexFemale, FemalexFemale, and MalexMale if you want.)

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Smutty(ish) = ♋   


SCENARIOS-

Exo:

Baekhyun #32 “This is all your fault!”, #33 “I shouldn’t be in love with you!”, & #35 “I could kill you right now!”  

Baekhyun #41 “I hate you”

Baekhyun #53 “What, does that feel good?” & #90 “No, no… take it off, please”  ♋

Baekhyun #85 “You are as intimidating as a puppy, my dear”  

Chanyeol #113 “ Babe, stop it or I swear I’ll tie you down”  

Chanyeol #31 “Kiss me” & #59 “Take off your clothes” ♋

Chanyeol #46 “I’m ok. Just please stop talking to me” & #116 “Do you realize how much stuff like this hurts me?”  

Chanyeol ‘Do you really wanna leave?’  ♋️

Chanyeol XMale ReaderX Suho 

Chanyeol ‘Sub reader, xMale’ ♋️

[Halloween] Chanyeol  “Why would you investigate the strange noise?” & “Don’t just stand there, RUN!”

Chen #18 “I’m going to take care of you, ok?” & #102 “My hands?”  

Chen  #4 “I’m not going to apologize for this. Not anymore”, #39 “Make me”, & #87 “I’m not done yet” ♋

Chen #109 “Need help?”  

Kai #60  “It hurts!”  

Kai ‘Sub Jongin’  ♋

[Halloween] Kai “Which part sounded good to you? The party in the woods? The party in the woods, in the abandoned cabin? Or the anonymous text that was sent to you about the first two?“ & “Trust no one tonight.”

Kris #48 “Do you need me to kill someone for you?”, #85 “You are as intimidating as a puppy, my dear”, & #64 “You know that I love you, right?”  

Kyungsoo #65 “Don’t touch me”  

Kyungsoo #106 “Come here. Right now” ♋

Kyungsoo ‘Disneyland’  

Kyungsoo ‘xMale, Fuck me on the table’  ♋

Luhan #3  “Those things you said yesterday, did you mean them?”, #22  “Were you ever going to tell me?”, & #27  “I could kiss you right now!”  

Luhan ‘Jealous of the other members’  

Sehun #31 “Kiss me” & #53 “Are you wearing my shirt?” ♋

Sehun #56 “Did you just… finish?”  & #76  “You’re so cute when you pout” ♋

Sehun #1 “Stay the night. Please”  

Sehun ‘MalexMale, submissive and needy’  ♋

Sehun ‘Sad movie’  

Sehun ‘Push me away all you want, I’ll always come back’

Sehun ‘My favorite pet’ xMale

Suho #36  “Knock it off!”  

Suho #94 “I don’t care anymore”  

Suho x Reader x Xiumin ‘Threesome’  ♋

Suho #112 “God, I missed you” & 116 “ Do you even realize how much stuff like this hurts me? “  

Tao Pt 1 “Blanket Thief” & Pt 2 “Blanket Thief”  

Xiumin  #44 “That doesn’t even make sense” & #17 “Isn’t this amazing?”  

Xiumin #47 “Can I sit here? All the other tables are full”  

Xiumin ‘You don’t want a baby’

Yixing #54 “Are you wearing my shirt?” & #80 ″You’re beautiful, you know that?”  

Yixing ‘MalexMale, coffee shop’  ♋

BTS:

Jungkook #24 “Don’t ask me that”  

Jungkook #58 “Shit, sorry, am I going too fast?” & #68 “Don’t look at me like that, I may not be able to hold back” ♋

Jungkook ‘He comforts you during a panic/anxiety attack’  

Jungkook ‘Submissive, with noona kink’  ♋

Jungkook ‘Too young’  ♋

[Werewolf au] Jungkook ‘Baby dreams’

Namjoon #101 ‘What did you call me?’  ♋

[Halloween] Namjoon ‘Bodies are coming to life, lets go’ xMale

Taehyung #1 “Stay the night. Please.”  

Taehyung ‘Who’s line is it anyway?’

[Vampire au] Yoongi ‘Bite me’

Yoongi/Taehyung ‘Rock-a-bye baby’

Yoongi ‘We’re in public’ xMale

GOT7:

Mark #5 “That’s almost the exact opposite of what I meant” & #107 “You’re still my favorite”  

Bambam “You’re at the beach and you’re self conscious, but he loves your body”  

Bambam #51 “Sorry! I didn’t mean to touch your butt” & #70 “I don’t think you’re doing it right?”  

JB ‘He tries to act tough when he see’s you being cute on stage, but the others start reading him’ 

[Halloween] JB & Jackson  “Our house is the only house who’s lights went out, why is that?”, “I have a shotgun and a shell with your name on it”, & “What about don’t go outside, don’t you understand?”

Jackson ‘Movie night’ (malexmale)   ♋

Jackson ‘Staying in’   

Jackson ‘Do you need me to kill someone for you?’ & ‘That’s it. End of discussion’

Yugyeom ‘It’s party time’

2ne1:

CL ‘She’s asked about you in an interview’ (xFemale)  

CL ‘You talk about adopting’  (xFemale)

CL ‘Frisky’ (xFemale)

BIG BANG:

Daesung ‘I am your instrument’  ♋

Daesung ‘Fluffy smut’

GD #113 “Babe, stop it, or I swear I’ll tie you down”, #16 “We can’t keep doing this”, & #4 “I’m not going to apologize for this. Not anymore” ♋

GD ‘MalexMale, date night’  ♋

GDxYouxSeungri  

GD ‘Older brother returns’   

GD ‘Hostess’

GD ‘Man’s best enemy’  

GD ‘Let me on top, sub GD’  ♋

[Royal au] GD ‘Unlucky lovers’

Seungri ‘Giving him a handjob’ ♋

Seungri ‘Submissive’  ♋

Seungri ‘Replacement’  

Seungri ‘Say my name : Make me’

Taeyang ‘BFFs’

TOP ‘Forgotten birthdays PT 1’  ‘Forgotten birthdays PT 2′ 

TOP ‘You’re sick but you don’t want to tell him’

[Halloween] TOP ‘There’s only two hours left till daylight, I think we can do this’

Monsta-X:

Wonho ‘Collarbones’

VIXX:

Hyuk ‘Feed from me’


REACTIONS- 

EXO:

How they share the bed with you  

How they act when they’re jealous ♋

Quotes they’d get as tattoos

How they react when you want a baby  

How they react to you looking younger than you are

As disney characters

When they find out their shy crush is actually really funny  

When someone doesn’t believe their kid is theirs because their S/O is a foreigner  

When they check out ya booty

When you get the title of SKorea’s visual and holy trinity  

Favorite sexual positions  ♋

When you tell them you like anal play  ♋

When you bring up adoption *xMale*

When their BF is clumsy and gets bruises a lot *xMale*

When they find your room of bdsm sex toys  ♋

Favorite position for eating you out *nsfw*

When you love each other mutually, but you’re scared they’ll play you

[Werewolf AU] You (mate) tease them all day of the full moon to see when they’ll snap

How they react to you showing them your fav anime

When they find their BF crying and inconsolable

[Werewlf au] As puppies

As sugar daddies

When their BF has to lean down to kiss them

As kittens

BTS:

How they react to you grabbing your boobs when they’re sore/it’s going to rain

How they react to you wearing your natural coily hair for the first time  

How they react to another member banging on the walls because you two are too loud   ♋

How they react when you ask them to eat you out  ♋

How they react to thigh riding  ♋

How they react to you getting ‘blushy’ when you do skinship  

How they react when they’re your older brother and they spy on your first date

How they react when they tease you and you start crying  

How they react to you looking cool & edgy but find out you’re really sweet & shy  

How they react to you looking younger than you are

How they react to you having a panic/anxiety attack in public  

When they develop real feelings for their WGM partner  

How they react to their crush having tattoos/piercings  

When they get a call from their frightened child  

How they react to seeing your self-harm scars *trigger*  

When they slap you during a fight *trigger*  

When you slap them during a fight *trigger?*  

How they react to you being depressed *trigger?*  

How they react to their GF doing parkour

How they react to you becoming withdrawn 

How they react to you being able to sing pretty ok  

Favorite sexual position *nsfw*   ♋

How they react to you being good at puppy dog eyes  

When another idol kisses their GF in front of them when she didn’t want it  

How they react to their boyfriend secretly drawing them then giving them the picture  

When you get the title of SKorea’s visual and holy trinity

How they react to their GF working a manly job and getting hate for it

When you tell them you like anal play  ♋

When they have a crush on a member form a new boy group  

How they react to their Korean GF having blue eyes

When you bring home pepsi instead of coke

How they react to their GF being a theatrical performer and broadway fan

[Vampire AU] When he can’t help himself and sucks your blood, hurting you

[Vampire AU] How they react when their GF asks them to bite her

When their crush see’s them getting kissed by another trainee (who also has a crush on them)

When you start rapping to an english song but can’t rap to his because your korean isn’t as fluent

How they react to their GF being really strong

[Vampire au] When they fall in love with a witch

[Werewolf au] When you pleasured yourself while they were away and they can smell it

[Halloween] Going to a haunted house with them 

[Werewolf au] When you’re in heat and you need them to take care of you

How they react to you being chubby

[Vampire au] When they feel love for you when they thought they couldn’t love

How they react to you having cute moans

[Omegaverse au] When they like an omega who acts really alpha

[Vampire au] When they can tell your period is coming

How they react to you biting their ear when you’re horny

[Werewolf au] When you ask if starting a pack with them means having 5+ kids

[Vampire au] When you want to have sex with them

[Vampire au] How they react to another vamp biting you

When you stick a horn on a horse and call it a unicorn

[Werewolf au] When you have 5-6 kids with them

[Werewolf au] When they meet the other members as puppies for the first time

[Werewolf au] When you don’t know what mating is and you ask them if you two can do it

[Vampire au] When they find out the girl they’ve been watching is half dragon

[Vampire au] When you ask them where they got their costume but its actually their real clothes cause they’ve been hibernating for so long

[Werewolf au] As puppies

[Creature au] When they find out their GF is a hybrid

[Werewolf au] When they find out you’re being used as human cattle for vampires

[Vampire/creature au] When you’re half cat and you like to tease them

[Werewolf au] When they witness you changing on the full moon

[Werewolf au] Having 5-6 kids with them

[Werewolf au] When they meet the other members as puppies for the first time

When their S/O wants to make the relationship public

When their BF does skinship for the first time

When their GF is short and has to jump to kiss them

When their GF has a high sex drive

How they react to you wearing their hoodies because they smell like him

When their GF flirts with another idol

When they wake up on christmas morning and get a positive pregnancy test as a gift

What kind of drunk are they at a holiday party

As disney characters 

As puppies

His apartment

GOT7:

How they react when you ask them to eat you out   ♋

How they react when you act sexy  ♋

How they react to you handing them a love letter then running away  

How they react to you swallowing during oral *BJ*  ♋

How they react to you moaning while you’re making out  ♋

When you wake them up with a blowjob  ♋

When they have a crush on a new JYP solo artist  

How they react to you (GF) being in a popular k-girl group  

How they react to you getting off on them kissing your neck  ♋

When their GF is horny and she bites their ear as a hint   ♋

How they react when they watch you wax your eyebrows

Favorite sexual positions *nsfw*  ♋

How they react to you asking to dom them

[Werewolf au] When they witness you changing on the full moon

When you tell them you don’t want kids

When you tell them you want kids

How they react to you being the holy trinity

[Vampire au] They start showing their fangs when you get intimate and you ask them to turn you

When they have a crush on a member of a new boy group

[Vampire au] When they find out you’re a vampire when you two get frisky

When you have a small pet goat that screams, follows them around, and steals their things

When they find out their fav waitress is a male cross dresser

When you bite them during sex

How they react to you jerking them off under a table in public

When you play EXID’s Up & Down 24/7

When they get their crush for secret santa (xMale)

When they drunkenly kiss their crush under the mistletoe

As disney characters

As bunnies

His apartment

BIG BANG:

How they react to you asking for a baby  

How they react to you hiding your face in their chest in embarrassment  

How they react to their pregnant gf/wife being grumpy  

How they react to your boyfriend cheating on you  

How they react to you being horny and grinding down on them  ♋

How they react to you taking control during sex and using handcuffs on them  ♋

How they react to you quitting your job because your boss was harassing you  

How they react to you giving them a love letter and running away  

How they react to their crush wanting to be on WGM with them  

They catch you masturbating  ♋

When you’re too shy to ask for them to buy you something expensive  

When You tell them you’re pregnant  

Falling asleep with them after having a rough day  

When you reveal to them you’re a virgin   ♋ 

When you get jealous and have rough sex with them  ♋

When they realize they’ve developed real feelings for their WGM partner  

How they react to a fan hitting you  

When you tell them you can’t have kids *trigger?*  

When someone thinks their child isn’t their own because their S/O is a foreigner  

How they react to you being depressed *trigger?*  

Meeting your parents

When they get a call from their frightened child 

Making out with them  ♋  

Waking them up with a blowjob  ♋

When you slap them during a fight and they start bleeding *trigger?*  💧

When you’re in public and you whisper that you aren’t wearing panties  ♋

How they react to you leaving a love mark on their neck  ♋

How they react to their crush being forced into an arranged marriage  💧

Favorite sexual positions  ♋

How they react to you being good at puppy dog eyes   

When their toddler runs on stage  

When another idol kisses their gf in front of them and she didn’t want it  

When you tell them you like anal play  ♋

When you give them the silent treatment

When you tease them under a table in public  ♋

When their GF is so short she has to jump up to kiss them  

When you get bitch slapped by a fish

When you have a pet goat that screams if they come near It and steals their things

When you call them asking to speak to your kid but he lost them

When you swing your hips while giving them a BJ to feel the friction

How they react to their Korean GF having blue eyes

How they react to you sexually teasing them in front of the other members 

When their child asks if he’s really their dad because they’re absent a lot  

Favorite position for eating you out *nsfw*

When you tease them by sexting them at work

When you love each other mutually, but you’re scared they’ll play you

How they react to their GF going all out for their birthday

When your mother starts pressuring you two for grandchildren

When his 4 yr old daughter starts opening a present excitedly  

When their 5 y/o wants to go trick or treating with them

How they react to their BF adopting a child without telling them

When their daughter gets chased by a chicken

How they react to you fangirling over another member

When they come home and find you watching tv naked

When a peacock starts chasing them

When you stick a horn on a horse and call it a unicorn

When you get insecure about your weight because someone insulted you

Going to a haunted house with them

When you become a back-up dancer for a new male group

How they act when their jealous

When you swallow them at the end of a blowjob

As sloths

VIXX:

When you look as young as them, but they find out you’re older

SHINee:

Favorite sexual positions *nsfw*  ♋

When their GF hosts a halloween party and bakes everything herself

[Werewolf au] When their mate is in heat

[Halloween] Where they take you for your halloween carnival date

They get jealous when they see their crush having fun with a girl group *xMale*

BAP:

When their kid wants to trick or treat with them

WINNER:

Favorite sexual positions *nsfw*

Monsta-X:

[Vampire au] When their BF is a vampire and they have to change him

When you’re normally quiet in bed but then they go hard and turn you into a screaming mess

When their BF wrote them a poem but is shy about giving it to them


DATING THEM INCLUDES-

BTS:

Hoseok  

Yoongi

Taehyung

EXO:

Kyungsoo

Jongdae

GOT7:

Yugyeom

Bambam

BIG BANG:

Seungri


FAKE TEXTS-

EXO:

Jongin ‘a little too loud’  ♋

Chanyeol ‘Misses his U.S. GF’  

Chen ‘guilty’

Kyungsoo ‘are you pregnant?’  

Yixing ‘Forgetful’

BTS:

Namjoon ‘is done with you’ 

V ‘what did you do??’

V ‘Tae won’t leave you to suffer’  

V ‘Clingy’  

When they all wanna date you

Jin ‘Horny jin, insecure S/O’  ♋

Jimin ‘Daddy’  ♋

BIG BANG:

Seungri ‘Needy, sarcastic’

Sexy texts cause they miss you  ♋

Everyday texts with GD Pt 1, Pt 2, Pt 3, Pt 4 ♋

Sending memes to them at 3am

GOT7:

JB ‘Jealous’  

JB ‘Daddy’  ♋

Yugyeom ‘Asking BFF Mark when the younger boy asks you out’   

Mark ‘’Daddy’  ♋

They’re on tour and they’re horny  ♋


WHO WE WRITE FOR:

  • EXO
  • BTS
  • Big Bang
  • GOT7
  • VIXX
  • Monsta X
  • IKON
  • NCT
  • Seventeen
  • Shinee
  • Boyfriend
  • BAP
  • B1A4
  • Teen Top
  • Ukiss
  • Mad Clown
  • MBLAQ
  • Jung Joon Young
  • Astro
  • Day6
  • Super Junior
  • Mamamoo
  • F(x)
  • Twice
  • GFRIEND
  • BLACKPINK
  • SISTAR
  • Taeyeon (snsd)
  • 4Minute/Hyuna
  • 2ne1
  • Davichi
  • AOA