Girll, I read so many of your texts today askskjsj, I just can’t handle it. 💛 Could you please even think to write more about Seth Clearwater? I know you are busy, but still if you have time, please write, don’t waste your talent!! 😂💗💗 Cause I’m so obsessed with what you have wrote already 😨 and if you do it could you please do it loong? 😅❤️
He looked around the party as he sat with his friends around the fire. They were paired up with their significant others or the people that had found and were flirting with from the party. He let out a sigh, which he didn’t think the others would notice given the circumstances, and looked into the fire. “What’s wrong cub,” Paul laughed with his arm around his imprint, Rachel.
“Nothing I’m fine.”
“Aw, I know what it is,” Jacob chuckled. “Seth’s upset that he’s the only one without a girl on his arm.”
“Go talk to someone,” Embry encouraged, then the whole pack joined in.
“I wouldn’t even know what to say. I don’t even know if I want to talk to anybody here,” he stuttered.
“Use some pick up lines,” Paul commanded. The blank look on Seth’s face was enough that everyone caught on. “Seriously Dude…you don’t know any pick up lines?”
Suddenly he was engulfed with the voices of his packmates throwing pickup lines at him. “Now, go out there and find a pretty girl to flirt with,” Embry chuckled. Reluctantly, Seth got up and made his way towards the cluster of people.
He looked at everyone as he walked around. There were tons of pretty girls, smiling and flipping their hair as they spoke with their friends, but as he looked at them he knew he wasn’t interested. With a sigh he gave up on the mission he had been given and walked into the small beach house to grab another drink.
He walked into the kitchen and stopped when he saw you bent over with your head rested on your hand as you rested on the kitchen countertop. You felt someone staring at you and sat up straight. “Oh sorry,” you gave an apologetic smile, “I’m right in front of the cups.” You backed up so he could reach the drink cups.
As soon as he got the full view of you he felt like his stomach was being lifted by balloons. “Ugh, no you’re ok,” he awkwardly said and walked to the cups. He grabbed a cup and looked at all the drinks before him.
“If I were you I’d try this,” you said pointing towards the 2 liter of Coke with a chuckle.
“Going for the hard stuff at this party, huh,” he joked.
“I’m driving my friends home tonight so Coke is as hard as I’m getting.” He thought back on what the guys had told him to do. Pouring the drink in his cup he tried to cooly lean against the fridge.
“So, ugh, I didn’t believe in love at first sight until I saw you.” He stood tense at the look on your blank face. Suddenly a smile erupted on your face and you were almost bent over from laughter.
“Did…did you really just say that,” you said cracking up. He felt his cheeks flush as he looked at you. “No, it was cute. It was funny and I wasn’t expecting it from you but…it was cute.”
“To be honest, my friends told me to say that.”
“Don’t listen to your friends,” you told him, “I think you’re cute without trying those lame pickup lines.” Seth rubbed the back of his neck unsure of how to react with a girl flirting back with him. “Hey, you want to go for a walk?”
He stood shocked for a second and snapped himself out of it, “Yeah, that’d be great.”
prompt: 8- “what your wearing is very distracting”, 12- “i didn’t realise i needed your permission, 15-“here take my jacket you look freezing & 23- “kiss me”
a/n: another piece from my trial co-owner!! let me know what yous think!!
perfect nails, perfect hair.
after many hours spent in front of the mirror, I was finally ready to leave my room and go to Cheryl Blossom’s party.
“You look fabulous!“ My best friend, Betty Cooper said in amazement.
“I don't look like myself at all, Betty. I shouldn't have put this much lipstick, maybe i should just stay…”
“No friggin way, Y/F/N! You can't spend a friday night inside of your house. Besides, you have to find yourself a date for prom!“
I, myself, am a particularly introvert person. And to be honest, I’ve never been to a party before, let alone at Cheryl Blossom’s
But my friend was right, I totally needed a date for the prom, so I said yes to the party. Betty hugged me tightly and grabbed her purse. We were ready to go.
We entered the massive Thornhill mansion and searched for our mutual friend, one and only, Veronica Lodge. I was already extremely anxious and jittery.
“Oh my god, you guys! Finally!“ said the raven haired girl joyfully.
“Y/n! You look… different?!”
I smiled ungainly.
“Don’t get me wrong, different but amazing…"
Suddenly, there was an awkward silence.
“Do you guys… want something to drink?”
I nodded in agreement. I totally needed some alcohol to warm me up. We slowly entered a huge living room, filled with familiar faces. Kids from my school were there.
Almost all of them, dancing and drinking not surprisingly expensive beer, without even noticing me.
“Hey, you wanna dance?” shouted Betty. The music was very loud.
“I… No, Betty. I’m not… you can go without me! I’ll catch up later.”
She calmly smiled to me. Even though I was surrounded with people, I felt so lonely.
Many weird thoughs were running through my mind. I wanted to be somebody, I wanted to be known by them, but I was just a regular geeky high school freak. I knew it, leaving my house was a horrible idea.
At that exact moment, a familiar red haired boy approached to me.
“Hi there, beautiful”
“So… To be honest, I’ve never seen you at Cheryl’s parties before.”
“Parties are not really my thing” I tried not to look at his face.
“Then what’s your thing?”
I actually started enjoying this conversation.
“Um… Books, music… I don’t know”
He let out a tiny laugh. His laugh, it was like a melody to my soul. We sat on a beach, next to a small beach house. The familiar sound of waves was astonishing.
“Never met a girl like you before, Y/N. Truly rare”
We both laughed. His piercing blue eyes were shining like diamonds in the night. His face, his personality, he was art. We spent the rest of the night talking, opening up to each other. I could feel it, it was love. A weird, spontaneous love. Assuden, it started to rain.
“Jason, we have to go!”
“No, Y/N! We are too far from Thornhill! We have to hide in the beach house"
We quickly rain into the beach house while laughing.”
“The rain is still pouring! We have to stay here.” I said.
“Here, take my jacket, you look freezing”
I put on his comfortable red velvet jacket.
“What’s so special about rain?” he sat next to me.
“I like rain. Rain makes me feel less alone. All rain is, is a cloud- falling apart, and pouring its shattered pieces down on top of you. It makes me feel better to know other things in nature can shatter.”
I could feel his eyes staring at me.
“Um… Jason, I have to ask you something”
“Oh so do I… You go first.”
“Why… Why did you choose me over all those girls?”
And we were back to the awkward conversations.
“Well that’s simple. There’s no reason I shouldn’t pick you, Y/N. You are special"
I had to words to say. Was he actually in love with me?
“My turn now!”
He took my hand.
“Y/N, would you like to go to prom with me?"
I stood there, frozen, speachless.
His rosy lips quickly slammed mine. The kiss was strong, breathtaking.
The rain finally stopped pouring
Jason was not just a typo highschool rich kid, he was more than that. He was more than good enough. And I loved him, I truly did. But missing someone gets easier everyday because even though you are one day further from the last time you saw them, you are one day closer to the next time you will. …
(A/N: Sorry for the writing downpour, I honestly haven’t felt so into writing in a long time so I’m kinda taking full advantage of it).
Min Yoongi got his tongue pierced. And you like it. A lot.
Pairing: Min Yoongi x Reader
Genre: Smut, Fluff
Description: Inspired by the above edit that someone made of Yoongi (full credit to the edit creator)
“Y/N?” Yoongi, your best friend, called as he stepped into your shared apartment. The friendship the two of you shared had slowly trickled into being housemates, and to most outsiders, basically a married couple. The latter made your heart swell- your feelings for Min Yoongi were less than platonic, but being around him made pretending you were just after friendship, bearable. Yoongi had been away over a month with his friends, and you would be lying if you said you didn’t miss him. Not expecting his sudden arrival home, you noted that you were dressed in nothing more than a silk robe. Of course, you thought sadly, Yoongi wouldn’t take any mind to it. As you raced towards the man standing in the hallway, your heart leapt from your chest. He looked absolutely gorgeous. His friends had taken him away to a small beach house, hoping to get his mind off of the stresses of college life. It had done him well. He looked well rested, glowy, his brown hair for once not tamed by product, bouncing against the sides of his well sculpted face. He smirked as he noticed your intent gaze. “Y/N-ah, no hello, hmm?” His voice pulled you from your trance as you blushed furiously. Shaking your head, you smiled, raising your eyes back to his face, rather than the bulk of his thighs pressed against the light denim jeans. “Yoongi! I missed you so badly, did you have a good time?” He smiled, nodding, and following up with telling you about his adventures. While he talked, you made your way to the couch, where you both sat together chatting happily. “Jimin just didn’t stop pushing Hobi into the water, it was so-” You raised your hand in correlation with your eyebrow, a glint of metal nestled in the man’s mouth catching your eye. “Yoongi, what’s that on your tongue?” His smile dropped, as he shifted nervously. “Y/N, you’re going crazy, there’s nothing on my tongue-” “Open up then, silly.” Yoongi glared at you, opening his mouth and releasing a soft sigh of defeat. A tongue piercing. Min Yoongi had a tongue piercing. A million questions left your mouth, when (he explained it was just as he’d left, and it had healed while he was away), how (with a needle? He didn’t quite understand the ‘how’ one). And lastly, why? His face flushed with embarrassment. “I heard it uh, you know,” you shook your head in honest confusion, wondering why he was shy all of a sudden. He looked hot as fuck with the tongue piercing, in all honesty. So why was he so embarrassed? He groaned inwardly, running his tongue across his lips. “I heard it makes giving head easier and more enjoyable for girls…” His tone went from confident to a slight whisper, the hush of his voice matching the pink of his cheeks beautifully. Your eyebrows raised slightly, and the image of Yoongi performing sexual acts on another girl flashed in your mind. Fuck. Your heart clenched, realising he probably had a girlfriend now, obviously seeing as he was looking for something to enhance his sex life. You nodded cooly, trying to shake the feeling of jealousy from you. He wasn’t yours, he wouldn’t be yours. Just friends, just friends, just friends. A mantra you’d stuck by for the last 4 years of friendship. He was still blushing furiously as you clicked your tongue, smiling softly. “Who’s the lucky girl?” You asked softly, knowing that prying would hurt more. Yoongi was yet to have a girlfriend, and that made the unrequited love somewhat bearable, mostly. But you weren’t sure how you would cope knowing that he was in fact, a complete loss cause. His cheeks became even redder, if possible, as he cursed slightly. “She’s uh, cute, yeah. Nice smile, and shit. Likes the same music as me. You know, my type.” You gulped, nodding once more. His eyes searched your face, as though he wanted to know something. But he never asked.
You had barely spoken to Yoongi since that evening, he couldn’t look you in the eye and you couldn’t look at him. It was odd, how a simple conversation changed the dynamics of a once perfect friendship. Friendship, what a stupid word, you thought to yourself. Was it truly a friendship if one was in love with the other? You didn’t want the answer. You assumed he was embarrassed- he’d never spoken to you about anything other than PG rated topics, and the sudden sexual twist had put a strain on whatever the setup was. It wasn’t until he burst into your room, shirt off, sweatpants dangling deliciously from his hips, that the tension was burst. He stared at you, your shock evident. “Yoongi, are you alrig-” He cut you off, pouncing forward, and capturing your moving lips in a kiss. It felt like everything was finally coming together. The connection of your lips felt right, it felt like the first day of Spring, it felt like warm tea, it felt like a fresh page, it felt like warmth, and it felt like him. It tasted like Min Yoongi, and the lemon water he consumed previously. It tasted like Min Yoongi, and the slight bite of his mint gum. It tasted like Min Yoongi, and the sweetness of his lipbalm. You pulled away suddenly, breathless and confused. “Yoongi?” “I, I’m in love with you. And, I hope you’ve realised that. I hate living with people, you should know. But for you, god I was so quick to share a house with you, to be able to see your face everyday. I hate those stupid dramas you watch but the way your face lights up makes listening to you whine about the stupid characters bearable. I hate sweet drinks and sweet coffee but the way you smell like your favourite frappe makes my heart clench and the way you wear those oversized jumpers when you stupidly think you look bloated and oh my god I just love you-” You cut him off by burying your head against his chest, recognising the beat of his heart that was now pounding erratically. “I love you,” you murmured, kissing his neck softly. The skin beneath your lips felt soft, supple, and it took all willpower not to suck a bruise against it. “Y/N, I, kinda, got the piercing for,” he panted out, slightly moving from your kiss, making you pout with confusion. He shook his head, smiling shyly, “I got the piercing when I was drunk, and I kept telling Joonie about it, and I said I was nervous that I wouldn’t be as good at, you know, as your past boyfriends and he jokingly said I should get my tongue pierced and I was drunk so you know I, yeah took it seriou-” you cut him off once again, leaning up against him, laying your hands against the tort skin of his torso. You breathed in the aroma, resting your head flat against the pounding of his heart. He was absolutely terrified, silent, maybe embarrassed- no, definitely embarrassed. You leant your head up towards his blushing face, smiling with an unreadable expression. “You wanna make that tongue piercing worth it, Yoongs?”
Yesterday was mainly a day of traveling for Sirius and I. We arrived on this beautiful island during the night. We couldn’t see all the beauty of it yet but I felt it. We had rented this small beach house with an amazing view. I was breathing the warm salty air while looking at the beach when I felt Sirius’ arms wrap themselves around my waist.
“..M'tired.. Let’s go get some sleep..” Sirius mumbled into my neck.
“Okay.. Do you think Teddy’s alright back home?”
“I’m pretty sure he’s cuddled into James, watching a movie in a blanket fort. He’s okay.” Sirius chuckled.
“You’re right. I just miss my little boy.” I smiled, looking up at the stars.
We walked to our room and undressed. Sirius slipped under the covers with only his underwear and I joined him, we fell asleep quickly, exhausted from our traveling day.
I woke up to the sound of the ocean. From our bed, I could see the beach. It was beautiful. I turned around and saw Sirius smiling to me, his messy bed hair making me chuckle.
“Hey.” I said.
“Hey, slept well m'love?” He smiled, his morning voice making me shiver.
“I did. You were very cuddly during the night. I was too warm!” I laughed.
“I usually have to keep you warm! I guess my job is done.” He smiled, brushing his thumb on my cheekbone.
“Wanna go to the beach?” I smiled, excitingly.
He nodded, smilling and got out of bed, taking my hand.
“You’re not going to dress up?” I laughed.
“Why would I? It’s our beach!” He laughed.
He grabbed a blanket and ran to the beach, still holding my hand. The view was breathtaking. Sirius layed the blanket in the sand.
“It’s beautiful!” I said, looking at the water.
“Not as beautiful as you love.” Sirius said, laying on the blanket.
“That was really cheesy but I love it.” I giggled, laying beside him.
He was laying on his back, his arm bent under his head and I was on my side, my arm on his bare chest.
“Merlin I would spend the rest of my life laying here with you.” He said, his fingers rubbing my back softly.
“Mhmm I would too. It’s so peaceful.” I said, closing my eyes and listening to the waves.
Suddently Sirius started singing. It was acapella and I loved it like that. His morning voice making it ten times better. I looked up at him and smiled. He was singing our song.
The Ambrose children inherited some money from their parents, and Tia had some set aside, too - although nature photography doesn’t pay that well, unless you work for Simtional Geographic. She thought that maybe a change of scenery would do good for the children, and to be honest, she always wanted to live by the beach. So afte a bit of chatting and contemplating, they’ve decided to sell the old furniture (but not the house - they already have to think about Theo, and it’s not too long until Spike grows up, too), and took up Tia’s friend on his offer: and rent this small beach house in the woods.
so i hear you like writing fic recs... have any good creature!dean or creature!cas fics to recommend? bonus points if they're more unusual creatures.
Hmm…so these’ll mostly be creature!Cas, I think…note that I didn’t include fics with Angel Dean or Cas, or fics with Demon Dean or Cas, since that’s, like, canon-adjacent.
For starters, my universal suggestion for creature fics is always, always Miss_Lv. She writes amazing creature fics, I’ve read nearly all of them, even the ones that’d usually squick me. For this list, I’d particularly recommend:
(HEED THE TAGS ON ALL OF THESE, there’s a lot of underage and non-con in her stories)
Angelum Meum (Explicit, 22,704 words. Rape/Non-con). “Dean is forced to breed by monster Castiel.But it’s not that simple.” (Creature Cas)
Arranged: (Explicit, 19,470 words) A/B/O. Omega Dean is in an arranged marriage with alpha Castiel’s son. The connection between Dean and his new father in law comes as a surprise… (Creature Cas)
Enticement: (Explicit, 10,400 words, Underage, Rape/Non-Con).
“Sixteen-year-old Dean has a monster under his bed. Just as he’s slipping off to dreamland tentacles slither up all around him…” (Creature Cas)
Pretty Boy: (Explicit, 26,049 words, Underage). This one is hard to describe, so I’ll just c&p her blurb: “They left town the day after and Dean never knew how to feel about that librarian.Then or ten years later, Dean didn’t know if it had been a horrible molestation that led him down the path of depravity to self-medicate or if it had been a glorious awakening that let him become who he really was.It depended on the day mostly.” (Creature Cas)
Secret Garden: (Explicit, 6,674 words) Castiel is a gardener. Dean is…well…Dean’s his favorite plant. (Creature Dean)
Splice: (Explicit, 15,546 words, graphic depictions of violence): “Horror movie Splice AU with Dean as the scientist who creates the creature hybrid Castiel.” (Creature Cas)
OKAY! On to works by other authors:
Dreameater by Naoe is probably my favorite creature Cas fic. Cas is a bird demon. (Mature, 64,413 words, graphic depictions of violence). “Dean has always had the Winchester Luck, which was never very good to begin with. But one day, while helping Bobby clear out his attic, he unleashes a Japanese creature called a baku and a curse on himself. With the help of his bird-buddy Castiel and his fox-friend Gabriel, Dean has to either recapture or kill the baku before she strips dreams from humanity and unleashes Japanese chaos.” (Creature Cas)
A Beginners Guide to Communing with the Deadby suspiciousflashlight. (Mature, 77,159 words, iirc no archive warnings apply but it’s not tagged). “Maybe it’s the little girl whose disappearance turned into a murder, and whose murder turned into a cold case, and who has now apparently decided to move in with him. Maybe it’s the unacceptable hole left in his life when his dumb best friend and partner in (the prevention of) crime decided to go and get himself killed. Maybe it’s his brother, whose high-profile career and fantastic girlfriend and first-child-on-the-way are steadily leaving Dean in the dust. Pick one. Pick all of them. The why doesn’t matter so much as the what, and the what is this: Dean is pretty sure he’s going completely, certifiably insane. Sure, he hasn’t started wearing all his clothes inside out, and he still showers on a regular basis (anyways, that’s not crazy, just a little eccentric); but there’s no getting around the fact that he just threw away his life, his career, and his reputation by dragging out his mom’s old necromancy book and summoning a Class A Forbidden Entity to his attic. A cranky one, too. With horrendous bed-head.” (Creature Cas)
Till Human Voices Wake Us by saltandbyrne. (Explicit, 20,634 words). “In a world of hippogriffs, hydras and flying pygmy elephants, intrepid explorer Dean Winchester was sure he had seen it all. When a monster destroys the only home he’s ever known, Dean finds himself falling for his strange rescuer and struggling to face his past.” (Creature Cas)
Skazka - A Woodland Fairytale by Angrysouffle. (Explicit, 17,786 words, graphic depictions of violence). “Satyr Dean’s seemingly idyllic existence of getting drunk and debauching virgins is chanllenged when he meets Dryad Cas. Friction and embarassing leaf munching ensues. Throw in a half-Demonling brother who is keen to look up tree sex in the lore and Cas’ suspiciously sexy sensing root, Dean is about to take phallic worship to a new level. Will this unlikely couple find their happily ever after?” (Creature Cas and Creature Dean)
Naga Dean ‘verse, by sillyblue and others. (multiple stories, the link is to the collection). Dean is a Naga; Cas is the angel to whom he’s arranged to be married. (Creature Dean)
The Siren and the Sea Monster by ltleflrt. (Explicit, 15,230 words). “When Cain moves to Washington State, Dean decides to follow him so that he can keep his job as Cain’s apprentice. The small town near the sea is Cain’s home town, and he has a small beach house that he rents to Dean for dirt cheap, with only a warning to beware of strange neighbors.” (Creature Cas)
Terms of Service by Misachan. (Explicit, 20,941, THERE IS UNTAGGED MCD IN THIS STORY). An AU based on the fairy tale “The Elves and the Shoemaker.” Creature Cas. Again, warning, MCD, I cried, this story is why I won’t read MCD.
Qualia by imogenbynight. (Mature, 26,600 words). “When Sam & Jess move into a smart home, Dean finds an unlikely match in the AI that keeps it running.” (Creature Cas)
…okay I feel like I’m missing a ton, but those are the first ones that spring to mind as being stuff I’d recommend for creature fics.
If other folks want to add recs, you know I’m here for that!! <3
Hi! I’m Maddy! I love traveling and experiencing different cultures so pen-palling seems perfect! So, without further ado, let me tell you a little about myself: I live in a small beach town in a house with a five minute walk to the ocean and I somehow decided it was a good idea to choose horse jumping as my sport (beware: i’m very passionate about it). If that doesn’t tell you about my personality I don’t know what will. My “quirky” sense of humor is definitely unique, but i’m very proud of it. I love to make people laugh. I consider myself somewhat of a movie connoisseur for whatever that’s worth. It comes in handy during oscars parties and thats about it. My taste in music is hard to explain. I have a borderline addictive attraction to makeup. I have been told that i’m a good person to rant to. I personally believe that if there is something on your mind the best thing to do is to let it all out, and I’d be more than happy to help with it. I could go on and on about myself but i’ll stop here for now. If you like what you see, email me!
Preferences: Im a very impatient person so e-mailing is a must. I would like it if you were close to my age (so maybe 14-18?) Other than that, I’m open to all walks of earth. That’s what makes pen-palling fun, right?
The people of Beach
City hadn’t noticed when the Crystal Gems had started their rescue mission, but
they certainly noticed when they came back. A half-wrecked, smoking, partially
on fire drop ship crashing into the beach in front of the Big Donut did, after
all, tend to attract more than a little attention.
As the people of
Beach City crowded around, the gems and their allies slowly emerged - Steven
and Connie first, helping a visibly battered but very much alive Lars over to
the overjoyed arms of his parents and Sadie. Then Pearl, Garnet and Lapis
followed, then Greg and the Off Colours, and then Blue Zircon, who was still
wondering how she’d gotten involved in this mess.
everybody else was distracted, Amethyst climbed out of the wreckage, cradling a
small, green gem in her hands.
“Why don’t you go find me a starfish. I thought I saw one down there earlier, but got distracted.” She grinned conspiratorially down at Tiberius, whose eyes lit up with excitement. Without another word he took off for the small private beach behind her house.
Laura slowly made her way towards where her brother stood next to his truck, stopping long enough to greet Rowan and Gabrielle as they passed her on their way to drop their stuff off inside. At least she’d get a few minutes with Derek alone before his mate came back outside to see what was taking so long.
It was finally over. They were finally able to have the peace and the quiet that they craved. They found a place in the warm weather because it was better for Jack’s joints. It was a small beach house but they didn’t need much space. Gabriel no longer shifted into wraith form, his anger and anxiety gone. Being at peace allowed him to remain the same Gabriel Jack had known all those years before.
Not that it would have matter as Jack was now fully blind, and needed help doing even the most basic of tasks like shaving. But it didn’t bother him because it was Gabriel who did those things. It was his life partner, the man he had fought for, with, and against. The man who knew him inside and out.
They comforted each other through nightmares, flashbacks. It wasn’t perfect, but it was theirs. Sombra would peek in on them from time to time because Gabriel had helped her complete her objectives, which meant she owed him a favour. And he had already told her what he wanted: when Jack left this world, she would hack and disable his nanites and let him join him.
People visited from time to time, still not used to the idea that Soldier:76 and Reaper were living a domestic and idle life. Swimming in the ocean helped relieve stiff joints and their nights were spent wrapped around each other, happy for the first time in years.
The night was clear and the breeze soft as it blew through the small house with all it’s windows open. They talked, late into the night until Jack couldn’t keep his eyes open. As he said every night, just in case, he croaked out the words “Don’t be too far behind me. We have the gates of heaven to storm. I love you Gabriel Reyes.”
Gabriel’s reply was soft in his ear. “I won’t be long behind you mi luna. Yo quiero Jackson Reyes.”
That morning Jack didn’t wake up. His flesh was cool, lips pale. Gabriel glanced down and knew immediately. He reached for his communicator and connected to Sombra. “It’s time.”
It didn’t take her long to get there and once she was, she held up her glove hand that dealt with all her hacking. “Are you sure about this
He nodded. “That fool is going to storm the gates of heaven and never learned to guard his left. Because that’s where I should be. Tell everyone we love them.”
She brought her hand down and hugged Gabriel who hugged her back. “And when you find that ingrate we called our son….. Tell him we’re proud of him. And of you.” he said, and she clung to him for a moment longer before stepping back and holding her hand up again. She was trying to hold her tears back because damn it she was a tough woman, she didn’t have tear ducts, but they fell anyway, silent and slow.
“I’m going to try and make this as painless as possible. I’m sorry if it hurts.” she said before her fingers started to move and Gabriel’s body started to glow purple and disintegrate. He held back his small noises of pain and soon was as gone as Jack was.
Jack sat at a bar, young, built and blonde. On his face was none of the aged, weathered damaged, just the scars that Gabriel had liked so much. Someone slid onto the stool on his left and he glanced over at the man. “Hey baby you’re a 9 and I’m the one you need.”
“You from Tennessee? Cause you’re the only ten I see.” Gabriel replied just as rakishly handsome as he had always been, with just a little grey starting at the temples.
“We finally made it.”
“The same thing we do every night Gabe. Take over the world.”
Gabriel was lost for moment before he burst out laughing. “Good god Jack that was an old reference.” Jack was laughing as well, leaning his head against the man’s shoulder.
Koh Rong is located 25km from the popular sea side town of Sihanoukville. Its main attraction is its pristine, white sandy beaches that front onto the gulf of Thailand. Small guest houses and beach bungalows are the main form of accommodation along the beach front, while hilltop resorts are found further inland, looking out onto the ocean.
Most of Koh Rong remains untouched from development and has very little light pollution. This creates the perfect conditions for visitors to see Phosphorescent Plankton, that glow in the dark on the shoreline at night.
Summary: After being injured during a battle Thor ends up on a beach shore in Midgard, having lost all but some of his memory. Thor sees a woman standing not far from him looking at him with wide eyes, he asks for help. The woman snapping out of her daze rushes to help him, taking him to her home she’s able to patch him up. The next morning she’s met with Thor making her breakfast, thinking that he was just thanking her with this gesture. However that is not the only reason Thor’s making her breakfast, it would seem that at some point during the night Thor came to a surprising conclusion. What will happen when Thor regains his memory?…
You were shocked, he just called you HIS WIFE! You didn’t
know what to say, but you did know that you had to get him to the hospital.
“Thor, we should get going. It’s going to take about two
hours to get to the hospital.”
“Are you injured? What happened!?” Thor’s eyes frantically scanned
“I’m fine, you’re the one who needs to go to the hospital.”
You said as you got up and squeezed your way around Thor and the chair.
Thor gave you puzzled look, you pointed to his chest that
was still covered in bruises.
“You also have a large gash on your back that I patched up.”
Thor then tilted his head to try and look behind his back. He
could barely make out the gash that you were talking about. He reached behind
his back and felt the gash. Upon putting slight pressure on it, Thor hissed in