Hey! I have nothing to say! This took a long time and i like it? It’s kinda diff btw, and it has a make out session…just letting u kno:)
Richie placed the tape into the car with one of his nimble hands, another one on the wheel. “Hey! Why’d you put my tape in!”
Eddie whined as he looked at the cupholder that the mixtape once was. Richie shrugged and pressed play. The car started playing a high volume final countdown, he nodded in approval to Eddie’s music choice, and threw the case back at the small boy, it almost falling out the open car window, open to the sunset air.
“Argh! Richie!!!” He dragged his word’s some more as he half caught the tape in a mix of flailing hands.
“Eds, we always listen to my music, I thought you would find the change refreshing!” Richie said as he grabbed a cigarette from his shirt pocket. And turned on the car cig light. Eddie was about to respond but rolled his eyes and put the tape back in his bag, melting back into his seat.
The boys were 16 now. A lot was different since those many years ago. The gang was still friends, pretty much. Bev moved and only came on holidays, they didn’t see Mike at school so he didn’t hang with the gang as often. Ben loved his books, and too busy writing to his new girlfriend Beverly. Ever since the battle, Stan had been way to distant from the other boys, and Bill was to busy withmwriting. Richie and Eds were the only ones that really stayed friends. I mean, it would help that they kissed a couple times. They were basically a couple, they would go on dates, always leave with a quick, goodbye kiss, casual, like they were the two most casual people in the world. They would get each other gifts, whenever Eddie was anxious these days, he always held Richie’s hand instead of going for his inhaler that he ditched before freshman year. And whenever Richie pulled for a cigarette, (which was a nasty habit he picked up from his dad) he always thought of Eddie, telling him how bad it was, how many germs there were and what it would do to his body due time. He looked over Eddie, who was singing out Final Countdown with Richie’s nirvana hoodie on with a pair of light wash jeans, which Richie gave the smaller boy to borrow after one particularly chilly autumn day, but now had become Eddies go to sweater. It was so big on the small boy that it almost went to his knees, and the sleeves hid his hands from the chilly autumn breeze blowing through the car windows. Eddie was observing the falling sun his eyes full of wonder.
Richies heart was filled. This little shit actually made him feel happy. He reluctantly turned off the cig light and tossed the cigarette out the window. But the only doubt the lanky teen had was, that they never gave themself a label. He tried,
“You’re my little boy toy, how bout it Eds?”
“Beep Beep Richie!”
But he could never say really what he wanted to say. Just then the song changed, even though it was the first couple of notes, the two teens knew exactly what song was gonna play . Richie’s wicked smile widened as Eddie’s eyes descended into deeper and deeper despair, his face turning pink in embarrassment.
“Rich, turn it off right now!!”
I come home in the morning light
My mother says when you gonna live your life right
Oh mother dear we’re not the fortunate ones
And girls they wanna have fun
Richie started laughing so obnoxiously. He kept trying to say some joke about the song, but he was interrupting himself with laughs.
“Shut up. Shut up” Eddie kept repeating every time Richie laughed. He slumped into his seat, the hood going over his head and basically covering his face. Richies stomach was starting to ach from laughing so hard, he pulled the blue truck over on the ghost road. He turned up the volume and started singing along. Hands in the air.
That’s all they really want
When the working day is done
Oh girls, they wanna have fun
Oh girls just wan-
Eddie jabbed the radio and managed to pause the song.
“You’re not funny Richie” He furrowed his brow and, crossed his arms.
“Oh come on baby, I love it!” He smiled so wide he thought his face would split
“I can just imagine you listening to it in your room, only some undies, and jumping on your bed!” Richie enthusiastically says (While thinking that that would be amazing to witness) as he grabs Eddie’s shoulder, swaying him, only for Eddie to wiggle out and find himself sitting on his knees. They were on a dirt path to nowhere. This was the two’s favourite thing to do. Just drive and talk, Eddie finds it as a refreshing change, when he’s not being harassed for his music choices.
“Beep beep Richie!” Eddie said as he climbed to the back seats of the car.
“Eds, what the fuck are you doing?” Richie moaned as he tried to not get hit by some flailing leg of the smaller teen who wasn’t the most elegant guy.
“Don’t call me Eds, and if you keep being an asshat, I’ll sit in the back.” He stubbornly said as he sat in the seat furthest from the taller boy in a big jean jacket, black skinny jeans and a Guns n roses t-shirt.
Richie corrected himself.
“Why would this be punishment? Now the bitching and moaning is a lot quieter” He said as he turned his whole body, legs on the back seat and back on the wheel.
“Well, after these hangouts, you always give me a goodnight kiss. And now it’s a Hell of a lot harder Tozier!” Eddie said originally as a retort, not completely thinking it through. The car went silent. The two never really addressed the tension. If they kissed, they wouldn’t dare talk about it. It was just them, interacting.
“Say goodnight to your mom for me Eds!”
“Shut up Rich!”
A small peck from Richie to the boy
“Goodnight Richie.” Eddie would say through a mask of blush as he opened the car door.
And that was it. A gesture. Just part of their routine. Neither would dare mention it.
“You’re saying I don’t like a challenge, Kaspbrack?” Richie said, breaking the silence. Causing him to blush an ambitious red. Sitting on his converse covered feet.
“I didn’t want to put my playlist on anyways! It’s your fault!” Eddie said with a bit of seriousness, he hated when Richie made fun of his feminine behaviour, but he also secretly loved to annoy the boy as much he did him. He furrowed his brow again and crossed his arms, looking at the much taller teen. Richie got up from his sitting position and half crawled into the backseat of the truck. He failed halfway and ended up falling onto the seats hitting his head with a grunt on the car door and his legs almost kicking Eddie.
Richie started laughing at his own hilarious tumble but Eddie’s anxiously felt different.
“Shit Richie, Are you ok?” Eddie said as he sat right in front of the boys stomach.
“Jeez, I’m ok” Richie said as he sat up, holding the tender part with a chuckle.
“No you’re not, here, let me feel it.” Eddie said with a furrowed brow.
“Damn Eds, at least buy me dinner first”
“Shut up. You’re moving too much.” Eddie spoke as he was feeling around the boys curly locks for a bump.
“That’s not what your mom said last-” He was interrupted by his own hiss of pain. Eddie found the bruised part of the boys head. Eddie immediately moved his hand down to stop the pain, leaving it in the curve of the boys boney neck.
“It’s just a bruise, you’ll be fine” Eddie said, realizing how close the two were, and Eddie basically on Richie’s lap.
“No shit Eddie spaghetti!” Richie said, ruining the moment. Just as Eddie was about to Roll his eyes Richie grabbed the small boys face.
Richie kissed Eddie.
Eddie at first lifted his hands and widened his eyes, in shock that Richie was actually doing something the boy dreamed of doing since they were kids. His whole body was full of love for the boy colliding faces with him, the boy that he’s slowly fallen in love with wanted him.
He slid his hands back at the boys warm neck. His eyes drifting closed, melting into the kiss. Richie tugged the boy closer to him by sliding his hand around his waist. He never realized how damn cold Eddie was. His sweaty palms cooling off. Eddie was really going at this, Richie was concerned he would have bruising on his head and lips. Eddie finally moved his legs over Richies to actually be straddling the taller boy in this battle of dominance. They stopped for a quick breath of air. The two boys were panting, looking at each other through the fog of Richie’s glasses, both completely red.
Eddie slowly takes the glasses off of the boys face.
“Eds, I think we’ve already passed the point in the movie where you know I’m beautiful with the glasses off.” Richie squeaks through pants. Eddie places the glasses on the front seat.
“They were in the way, trashmouth.” and excitedly smashes into the boys freckled face again. The two teens were messy, hands all over each other, and they wouldn’t have it anyother way. Richie slowly descended onto his back, with Eddie falling with him, with Eddie tilting his head to one side and Richies to the other. Richie softly but confidently grabbed Eddie’s curly hair and ran it through his boney fingers. Holding the head of the most perfect fuck up. He was the only person that really understood Richie. Who understood why his family life was utter shit and he would much prefer to drive onto dirt roads in the middle of the night rather than actually face his family. Eddie placed his cold hands under the boys shirt. Feeling his warm chest against his frozen hands. It felt comforting. Richie slowly stops and starts kissing the boys neck. Eddie tried really hard not to moan but a small one slipped out. Eddie felt Richies lips curl on his own neck. Richie couldn’t help but laugh at the smaller boys squeak. Eddie sat up, sitting on the taller boys lower stomach. His face was red with embarrassment and a cheeky smile. He wiped all the saliva off his face with his hoodie sleeve, and looking back at the boy. Even though it was pitch black in the stuffy backseat, Eddie could see every pore, every eyelash, on the face of the beautiful boy lying in front of him.
“Smooth Eddie spaghetti.” Richie smirked as he sat up, the two boys face to face.
“Don’t call me that! I hate when you call me that!” Eddie lied. He secretly loved it.
Eddie planted a small kiss on the freckles that bridge the nose of Richie.
“You’re my boyfriend Eds.” Richie said with a huge lump in his throat. But he felt confident with the guy he just had a super messy make out session with. He twirled his nimble fingers through the small boys curly chocolate hair.
“I always was, Rich.” Eddie slowly snakes his hands around the tall boys neck, leaning his head in the crook of his neck.
The two blush a bright red.
The sun finally goes down and the two drive home. Singing and laughing to Girls just wanna have fun.
~ I won’t let you hold me back no matter what I lose
A/N: tfwsecretsanta gift for Agentllama
who had wonderful promts in general but the one with Castiel and demaged wings just spoke to me. I apologize again for the wait, you’re a wonderful person for having participated in the exchange just for the fun of giving.
Characters: Demon!Reader, Crowley, Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Claire Novak
Parings: Demon!Reader x Crowley (Daughter and Father), eventually Demon!Reader x Dean/Sam Winchester, not sure yet.
Summary: You are one of Crowley’s crossroad demons, but not any demon, no.. you are his daughter. A so called Cambion. Half demon, half human. When a girl named Claire summoned you, everything changed.
I wrote this the other night, ‘cuz I couldn’t sleep for hours. Thought I separately could start a new series. Hope you enjoy. :)
Hell was a dark and cheerless place, but you loved it. It matched your cold, rotten soul perfectly. You walked down the endless seeming hallway, running your fingers along the fragile, old walls. The smell of burnt flesh ran through your nose. Passing cell after cell, filled with tortured people you turned to the right at the very end and stopped at a big door. You opened it, closing it behind you, with a creaking sound coming from it. The slam of the door let the chains on the wall rustling.
The room was filled with red burning candles, they gave you a warm feeling. The feeling of being home. It was your own little kingdom. There was a bed, a closet and a dressing table. Your hellhound, Diwo, laying in the corner taking a nap. He was a present from your dad on your 12th birthday, to always keep an eye on you. Diwo was kinda the only friend you had down here. The rest of the other demons were just here to keep you entertained, trying to act like human beings.. trying to act like friends to you. I mean, you were a Cambion. Half human, half demon. So you definitely had human needs.. and a soul, even though it was pitch black.
Y/A (your age) years back.. your dad had something going on with this human woman. He got her pregnant and left. Because he wanted to „build“ a super strong weapon. You. Exactly 9 months later, he had a weird feeling. The now king of hell knew.. a special child was born. His child. Mom unfortunately was a Hunter, recognized your black eyes, knew what kind of monster you were and wanted to kill you. Your dad showed up and rescued you. Rest is history. He raised and trained you. Gave you, almost, everything you ever needed. And here you are. Settling yourself down on your bed, being bored to death. Listening to the screams coming from outside, you closed your eyes.. You almost fell asleep, when you suddenly heard a noise coming from outside the door.
„Enter“, you said annoyed.
The heavy door opened and a deep British voice came to your ears, „Hello, darling. Seems like you had a rough day“
„Oh, hey Dad.. No, it wasn’t rough at all, I‘m just so bored most of the time, I hate being a stupid crossroad demon. Why can‘t I just go out and kill people myself instead of sending Diwo their way. I can help earning souls for you by myself“ you folded your arms, making a pout.
„Well, princess.. I don‘t think you are aware of how powerful you are, you need a little tiny bit more time to face this world full of hunter. I don‘t want my precious child to get hurt. See your crossroad-duty as a training.“ he replied, settling himself down next to you.
„I can take care of myself. I‘m Y/A now, not a child anymore, dad. And to be honest, I never really was.“
„I know, I know..“ he continued, as he patted your shoulder. „just give it a few more weeks and you‘ll be ready to face this world, promise.. but you have to take Diwo with you. At least the first few times, to keep an eye on you. I started as a crossroad demon too, and look at me now“ he complacently smiled down at you. __________________________________________________
About 2 weeks later, you were strolling around through the halls of hell again. Kicking a few little rocks around.
„Damn it, this is more torture than actually being a prisoner here.“ you said, rolling your eyes in boredom. „I‘m way too old for this shit.“ you tought to yourself, making your way to the exit.
„Where do you think you‘re going, young lady?“ your father said, suddenly appearing next to you, scaring the shit out of you.
„Let me go, I‘m bored and since you kinda stole my teleportation skills for most of my travels, I have to take the normal way. This fucking door.“ you angrily replied, grabbing the door knob.
„I actually have a job for you to do. Well, it‘s a crossroad deal again.“ You stopped, not looking at your father“ A young girl is on her way to summon one of my demons, I thought you might need something to do.“ he insisted strictly.
You popped up on a little crossroad, somewhere in Kansas. It was dark out and you saw a young blonde girl standing in front of you. She didn’t look scared at all.
„Claire Novak.“ you said surprised. „The little girl whos dad got vessled by an angel of the lord.. What can I do for you?“ winking your eyes, let them turning pitch black.
„How do you know my name?“ she started to yell at you.
„Well, lovely.. I‘m a Demon.. remember? Plus your… ‚dad‘ is pretty well-known down there, you know..“ you replied. „but back to the important things. What do yo….“
„Shut your mouth and listen to me, demon!“ she snapped, pulling out a gun to give her self a bit of safety.
„How sweet.“ you chuckled, moving your right hand fast to the side, throwing her gun at the ground.
„Bring me my mom back! I can‘t stand being alone much longer, Take my fucking soul and just bring her back.“ she stuttered, almost starting to cry.
You grinned „you know the deal, right? We kiss to make the agreement count, then 10 years from now on, my hellhound is gonna come for your ass.“
Claire waited a few seconds, then nodded. She stepped forward to you. Your lips came closer, when suddenly you heard two men yelling and storming towards you, the taller one of them tackling down Claire. „No! Don‘t do that!“
She writhed in the arms of the man, screaming at him. „SAM! Let me go! This is my choice“ „Sam? Sam and Dean Winchester?“ your eyes opened wide.
„Yeah, why would you care you piece of hell-shit?“ the older brother yelled at you snottily.
„Wow, easy cowboy, just doing my job“ you laughed.
„What kind of a crossroad demon are you? Your eyes are black and not red.“ he looked at you angry.
„Let‘s say it‘s just my part time job“, you winked at him, letting your black eyes turning to your normal Y/E/C again. „Dad‘s other demons are not of any good use.“
„Dad? You mean Crowley?“ Dean frowned at you full of disgust, when suddenly Claire got out of Sams grip, and ran towards you to give you a kiss.
„No! Claire god damn it!“ the younger brother shouted at you, pulling out the colt. „Nullify the deal! Now!“
„Sorry, handsome.. can‘t do that.“ you said with a smug on your face, snapping your fingers you disappeared from them.
„FUCK!“ Dean fell on his knees, hitting the ground with his fist. „I‘m gonna kill that bitch!“ he shouted.
You found yourself in your room again, when you suddenly, heard someone clapping behind you. Turning around you found your father standing there.
„Congrats Y/N.. You just got the soul of the little wannabe Winchester girl.“ he told you proudly, with a big smile on his face.
a/n: a short little something based on this picture of rafinha yesterday. it gave me so many feelings :-( please tell me what y’all think!
“Why are you so happy?”
She notices Rafinha’s happy mood as soon as she steps into the hospital room. He’s been in the hospital for two long days and they haven’t been the best days, either – the second surgery means he’s spent a lot of time doubting himself and his worth as a footballer. She hates seeing him being so hard on himself, and she’s tried to be as supportive as possible, but there’s only so much she can do.
But today is different, and she can tell. He’s lying shirtless on the bed with some machines hooked up to monitor his body, but he’s smiling so big it’s like his happiness is radiating throughout the entire hospital.
“Thiago’s coming,” Rafinha explains.
(Ah – so Thiago must be bringing Gabriel, too, because Rafinha wouldn’t be this happy just to see his older brother, as much as he loves Thiago. But he would be this happy to see his little five-month-old nephew).
Headcanons for being best friends with Bart and Cassie?
Being friends with Bart and Cassie is a whirlwind of excitement and is the embodiment of ‘go go GO!’
-Bart and Cassie get along well enough. At first they didn’t really take the time to talk with each other because Bart is closest to Jaime and Cassie hangs with the majority of the girls on the team.
-When they get together though, because you being both of their friends, they find out that they go along pretty well together.
-Bart is always suggesting to go out and do new things that he could never do in the future. That mostly includes teenage clichés from movies and such, but you and Cassie don’t mind too much.
-Cassie loves being able to get the two of you to stay at the base and have a sleepover.
-Making 3 separate blanket forts for each of them.
-Bart tries to take over Cassie’s “Kingdom” which starts a blanket conquering quest between the three of you.
-You end up winning though because Bart doesn’t have any patience and Cassie is too busy gloating to Bart how amazing she is at taking over forts to realize that you’ve already conquered both of their forts as yours.
-Bart doesn’t have the actual patience to sit and watch movies if they don’t have any action in them. You and Cassie learned this the first time you took him to the theater.
-It ended with the three of you being banned from the theater. When the usher sees you out and about, he still glares daggers at all of you.
-No one can beat Bart and dance dance revolution. He has the top scores on all of the songs, which by are all perfect.
-Cassie still makes Disney references, but with you and Bart it’s more along the lines of reciting a whole freaking movie.
-The others on the team find it amusing to walk in and see you and Bart on top of Cassie who’s covered with a rug flying you around.
-Or Kaldur, after he comes back to the team, watches you three recreate The Little Mermaid in the bases pool.
-You guys go out to that all you can eat buffet that opened in Happy Harbor with Bart. (Both you and Cassie pitch in on his mountain of plates. He pays you back though with food that Iris has made, which is to die for. Especially her homemade pies that she only makes on the holidays.)
-Cassie loves talking about what it’s like on Themyscira. You and Bart get wrapped up in her stories of her home that you both could listen for hours.
-Bart likes to prank the both of you with the help and advice of Gar and Tim. (Tim is great with planning the pranks and Gar creates really creative ones.)
-You and Cassie aren’t really for pranks, but when you two do start pranking him back it gets extravagant.
-You guys rarely fight, but when you do it gets /bad/
-Bart goes with the silence treatment that’s mixed with pretending you’re not there. (Which is hard for him to do because he just want to go and hug his best friend)
-Cassie refuses to talk to either of you and prefers to make snide remarks.
-All of you make up after being in the same room together and either you or Bart have the beginnings of tears in your guys’ eyes.
-To be honest there’s ever a dull moment when the three of you hang out with each other. There’s always something to do and with Bart’s speedster nature and Cassie’s enthusiasm it could go on for days at a time.
-Eventually you all pass out in a giant lump of bodies in one of your rooms with a smile on all of your faces.
There was great effort not to roll his eyes, and an even greater effort to keep his voice level as he replied. “I don’t need both of them…just one.”
For a moment he seemed to struggle with a decision, making a move toward Sirius as though to take his hand, but evidently thought better of it. Looking determinedly away from Sirius’ face, he slipped out through the portrait hole, making sure his sudden flush of color wasn’t noticeable.
Thankfully his voice didn’t sound peculiarly high-pitched despite his sudden exit, though as he glanced back to check that Sirius was with him he felt an odd sort of jolt that he hoped didn’t show itself on his features. Why did he still have to be so nervous? Why couldn’t he act like a normal person instead of a big, warm mess?
“We’re not going to the Prefects’ bathroom, Sirius,” he explained, attempting to sound as exasperated as ever. “Why would we? Do you think you deserve something special today or something?”
Ok I am making a cartoon in flash about Rise Of The Guardians. The name of it is Back In Black. Its not quite a continuation but if this project goes well I will try to continue rotg with a fan movie. I’m being assisted by the wonderful ionahi. Who has been cast as Tooth. This is a volunteer only project so I will not be paying anyone unless I get a donate button on my blog. Well ill tell you what its about.
Ok Back In Black is mainly about Pitch. Though the guardians are a frequent presense. A girl named Creepella Gethen whom is a distant cousin of Jamie Bennett moves to town. (Voiced by me) Jamie tells her of the battle with Pitch. She believes him and becomes very interested in pitch. She has cupcake show her where pitchs lair was. After a while of stomping on the spot she falls in. She lands in the cave leading to the lair. Pitch sees her and wants her out yet she insists on staying. The guardians find out and conclude she was kidnapped because of Jamie telling them. The guardians then attempt to “rescue” her. After a swift fight scene the man in the moon speaks to the guardians and suggests it might be good for Pitch to have someone near him in a personal way. The guardians instruct pitch to keep the girl safe or else he will be punished by the full extent of Manny’s powers. Pitch begrudgingly accepts. The rest of the series is about different struggles between the guardians and pitch whilst having Creepella (aka Creepie) bugging him as much as possible. Ive planned good character growth already. And oh God the feels.
OK SO WHY SHOULD I CARE?
Good question. I am looking to be an animator. I need practice. Also this might show Dreamworks how devoted we are to rotg. Animation is hard. So it might prove something to them, and duhhhhh its fun to watch.
SO WHAT IS THIS ALL ABOUT?
Well I need voice actors to voice the major and minor characters. If I don’t have a cast I cant accomplish anything.
HOW CAN I HELP?
You can like, reblog, or message me if you’re interested in a part. Its that easy.
BUT WHAT IF I WANT TO PLAY A MALE IF IM FEMALE?
I don’t even know why you think you couldn’t. If you are female and you want to play a male part I say shoot for it. If your voice is a little too feminine I can alter your voice with a program called Audacity. Vice versatile with dudes too.
WHAT IF I LIVE IN CHINA?
I am in the United States. But I will record all lines using skype and Audacidy. You don’t even have to leave the house. All you have to do is skype me and read your lines (I will email them to you) and ill record them straight off my computer.
WHAT ARE THE REQUIREMENTS?
You MUST be able to upload yourself speaking lines. I will cast you according to your VOICE and your voice only. I don’t care if hour cis, lgtbq, or a martian. If you can speak your lines well were cool. You might wanna get a skype. You must be able to be contacted for emergency line fillings. That’s it.
WHAT ABOUT CAMEOS/ ONE TIME APPEARANCE?
These will happen. If you want to cameo in an episode you have to contact me and schedule a skype session. You will be getting a script that me and you will come up with together.
WHAT ROLES ARE OPEN?
OTHER ONE TIME ROLES WILL BE POSTED ON HERE IF NEEDED
CAN I PLAY A KID IF I’M 18?
Yes. Audacity is excellent at making voices higher.
Some voices may not fit at first. Bit with a little digital editing I can make do. If you have your heart set on a role but you voice is to high/low contact me anyways. I can always help.