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Hartwin: Galahad and Mr. Unwin

Author: missbecky
Artist: harryfuckinhart
Pairing(s)/Characters: Harry Hart/Eggsy Unwin. Harry Hart, Eggsy Unwin, Merlin, Chester King
Rating: Gen
Word Count: 29,624
Warnings:  Graphic Depictions of Violence
Summary: When a mission goes tits up, Harry is forced to hand over sensitive data to a random civilian in order to keep it from falling into the wrong hands. Unfortunately he also happens to be very attracted to the young man in question. And then he learns the man’s identity – and suddenly Harry’s life will never be the same again.
Art Link: harryfuckinhart’s Tumblr page
Fic Link: Galahad and Mr. Unwin

Beauty and the Beast:Prologue II

Pairings: Dean x Reader (eventually), Sam, Mary, Gabriel, Castiel, Meg 2.0,  

Word Count: 3k

Warnings: Swearing, violence, death of a minor character

A/N: Okay, last part of just Dean, and it’s a long one… Next we get to the Reader. Thank you to everyone that has stuck with me. Enjoy!

Part Summary: The police are tracking The Hunters, Mary searches for a new headquarters, and Dean has to make some tough decisions as boss.

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Then one night, an unexpected intruder arrived to the castle, seeking shelter from the bitter storm. As a gift, she offered the prince a single rose.​

After two long days in the wastewater treatment plant, Sam and Mary found themselves back at the warehouse, while Dean went off “to take care of some business,” as he put it.

“I think we need to move,” Mary said with her hands on her hips as she looked around the destroyed warehouse.

The bar and DJ’s station were completely destroyed, although that was Dean and Mary’s doing. Red solo cups were everywhere. Needles, drugs, empty liquor bottles and a few articles of clothing were among some of the other things littering the floor.

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Originally posted by frozen-delight

Pairing - Dean X Reader
Word Count - 680
Warnings -  Violence, slight kidnapping, Angst.
Summary - Shapeshifters are dicks, but even bigger dicks when they reveal a secret you’ve been keeping from Dean.
A/N -  Written as part of @thing-you-do-with-that-thing ‘s SPN Hiatus Challenge 2017 week 5. Using the prompt Please refrain from shooting her, we need her for later.

In your hunting life you’d battled many shapeshifter, they were all dicks, every one of them, but this one took first prize.

It had taken on the form of Dean, which is how you’d ended up here. ‘Dean’ had shown up with a lead at the cafe you’d told him you were researching at. You’d followed him on foot to the warehouse.
As you stepped inside, a blow to the head knocked you out.

You’d fought hard when you came to, even though you were looking at Dean it wasn’t him.
At some point during your fight, you’d been knocked out once more, you kicked yourself at your own weakness.
Upon opening your eyes you saw yourself battered and bloody, yet this wasn’t you, it was the shifter.

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On The Road Again - A GOTG Fic

Title is from the Willie Nelson song. This is an AU in which Yondu starts running drugs and guns for Ego after getting out of prison. It’s about organized crime in a small town and unintentional adoption. I wanted to try my hand at a modern au that kinda follows the plot of the second movie. Peter Quill goes through more shit than any teenager ought to. Warning for violence and etc.

Yondu Udonta is a man with nothing left to lose. That’s the only way he would end up so deeply entrenched in something guaranteed to crash and burn and destroy him along with it. Still, his life was ruined a long time ago.

As always I’ll update this as I add more chapters!

A Breach of Trust: Chapter 16

(Chapter Index: Chapter 1 || Chapter 2 || Chapter 3 || Chapter 4 || Chapter 5 || Chapter 6 || Chapter 7 || Chapter 8 || Chapter 9 || Chapter 10 || Chapter 11 || Chapter 12 || Chapter 13 || Chapter 14 || Chapter 15 ||  Chapter 17 )

At 3:30, Reigen was standing tenth in line to check out at the grocery store nearest his apartment. He stared forward, glaze-eyed, through the ceiling-high windows decorating the front of the store. Rain clouds had gathered as a thick and dreary coat. The parking lot adopted their gray tint, and the air had turned dense with the spiking humidity, the crackling electricity. A storm was rolling through.

Not inside though. Inside the store was temperate, dry, perhaps just a bit too cold. Inside was bathed in the whiteness of fluorescent lights, and smothered in a silence broken only by the steady blip of a scanner running across grocery items. It lulled Reigen into a daze. Or maybe it just made him aware of it. If he were being honest with himself, the dazed feeling had been eating his brain for a good number of hours. That was easier than fully understanding the responsibility he had taken on. But it also made his memories of the day feel more like dreams, or plans, or thoughts. What had he done since the morning?

The line moved forward. Reigen shuffled with them.


The morning. …The morning had been quiet. The kind of dense and safe quiet that came with waking before the sun was even up. The kind that came with knowing he was likely the only soul awake in the apartment complex, soft socked feet scuffling across the floor above the heads of the sleeping.

Well one of the only souls, plural. That included Mob.

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