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ASHAMED OF MY WORDS AND DEEDS

I just wanted to say I figured out the real reason behind Quiet’s entire design.

The secret is that she’s actually a HUGE dork! She clearly spent all her life learning how to kill, so she never had a chance to explore fashion or interacting with people!

When she finds out she can’t wear much clothing and can’t wear her normal uniform, it’s like the first time she ever gets to pick out her own clothing. She picks out something she thinks seems sexy and cool~ but little does she know she just comes off as a fashion nightmare to everyone else. Boss and Ocelot are too nice to tell her otherwise!!! 

This also explains why does all the weird shit she does, the “sexy” shower, the “sexy” walking, the “sexy interpretive dance in the rain” that makes everyone go wtf?? This woman has no idea how to act normally around a guy she has a crush on so she defaults to awkwardly mimicing what she THINKS is “hot” to guys.

It ALL MAKES SENSE, SHE’S JUST A GIANT FASHION BACKWARD DORK THAT HAS A CRUSH. THIS ROMANTICALLY CHALLENGED CINNAMON ROLL.

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Imagine a movie night with Jensen when you feel crummy.


Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Word Count: 1,000

Warning: Fluff, sickness, wee bit of language

Requested by: @torn-and-frayed said: Congratulationsssss!!!!!! Can I get a fluffy movie night in drabble with Jensen please? Thank you!!!! Steph, I apologize. I kind of hijacked your request. It is a movie night with Jensen. 

A/N: I didn’t even re-read it, just don’t have it in me.. You get what you get, so it’s probably shit. Just like I feel! You’re welcome. 


Movie Night

You walked through the front door and let the door close softly behind you. It had been one hell of a day. Everything that could have gone wrong at work, did. Right down to almost blowing chunks on your boss and a parent during a meeting. To top it off, your body ached all over. You couldn’t tell the difference between your big toe and your face. It all felt the same. It all hurt like hell.

You flopped down on the couch face first and immediately regretted your decision. Pain radiated out from every muscle and nerve ending, and you couldn’t stop from crying out. “Damn it!” you yelled, cursing yourself.

“Y/N?” Jensen’s voice sounded from down the hall. “That you, sweetie?” he called as he walked throughout the house.

“In here!” you moaned, lifting your head off the couch long enough to get the words out, your head feeling too heavy and landing with a soft plop back on the couch.

“What’s wrong, baby?” he asked as he sat down on the edge of the couch, gently rubbing circles on your back.

“I feel like shit, Jen,” you groaned into the couch, not bothering to lift your head this time.

“I know just the thing that will help,” he smiled to himself, jumping up from the couch and disappearing down the hall, the sound of his bare feet slapping the wood floor following him like a shadow.

You drifted off momentarily only to be jolted back to reality when Jensen walked in with his arms full. “Movie night,” he explained when you sat up, your muscles shaking with the support of your weight, and looked at him quizzically. “Dealers choice,” he chuckled, laying out three movies before you.

“Seriously, J?” you asked, rolling your eyes at him. You scoffed at the movie choices, knowing he was taking advantage of an opportunity to poke fun at you. He had sat The Notebook, The Fault in our Stars, and Me Before You down on the coffee table. You picked up all three movies and chunked them at his pretty face. He just barely dodged them, his laughter filling the room. “I’m not dying, you ass. I’m just sick,” you growled, snatching the blanket from his arms that he had brought to you, wrapping yourself in a little burrito.

“What?” he asked innocently. “I thought you’d love those choices?” he laughed again, a sly smirk spreading across his face. “How about this instead?” he asked, pulling out one of your favorite 80′s guilty pleasure movies, License to Drive.

“Yes!” you laughed, tossing your head back against the couch. “Give me the Coreys any day of the week over that crap,” you laughed, gesturing towards the movies you had flung at his head moments ago.

He laughed as he moved to put the movie in the blue ray player, hitting the button to close the blinds simultaneously. You sighed contentedly as the room darkened, and Jensen joined you on the couch.

“Come here, you,” he gestured as he scooped you into his arms, pulling you into his side. Your head rested against his broad chest, his steady breathing automatically making you feel better. You cuddled into him, your arms wrapped around his waist. He kissed your forehead, and you moaned slightly in response. “You’re burning up, sweetheart,” he mumbled against your head, his lips moving against your forehead. He pulled you closer to him and rubbed your arms knowing that you must be freezing.

“You’re hot as fuck,” you mumbled, your fever making you a little delirious as you chuckled at your own witty response. You slipped your arms underneath Jensen’s shirt, his warm skin doing wonders to warm you up. Jensen’s hand rubbed at your shoulders as he squeezed you closer to him. As your fingers traced patterns along the shallow ripples on his abdomen, your eyes began to slowly close. You’d catch yourself drifting off only to be startled awake by Jensen laughing at the movie.

When it was over, you woke up long enough to realize you had slept through a good portion of the movie if not all of it. “It’s over?” you inquired with a yawn, stretching out across Jensen’s lap and letting your head come to rest there.

Jensen pushed the hair from your face and laughed quietly. “Yea kid, you missed most of it.” He ran his fingers through your hair as you nuzzled into his lap. You loved when he called you kid. You weren’t sure what it was. He was nine years older than you after all. It gave you a sense of being taken care of and loved.

“I’msorry,” you slurred apologetically, letting sleep over take you again.

“Sokay, beautiful,” he smiled, kissing your forehead again. “Let’s get you to bed,” he said as he stood from the couch, scooping you gently into his strong arms and walking down the hall toward the bedroom.

He didn’t bother to turn on a light, laying you down on the bed in the dark, the hall lights softly illuminating the room.

He walked over to the dresser and pulled out one of his favorite old shirts and returned to your side. He undressed you, you sleeping heavily and only moaning in response a time or two.

He slid your bra off and put the shirt on your sleeping form. Slowly he pulled the comforter over your body, tucking you in. He quickly shed his pants and plaid button up, leaving nothing but boxers and a white t-shirt. He slid in on the other side of the bed, and you instinctively turned to tangle yourself with him, seeking out his warmth.

“Night, sweetheart. Feel better. Love you,” he whispered into your hair, kissing you sweetly.

“Love you, Jen,” you mumbled sleepily, talking in your sleep. He hugged you tight with a chuckle and fell asleep with you safe in his arms.

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My Life lol

Drunk, faded

Browned out, looking all shady

Two months since I fucked a lady

Young man dick going crazy

Standard Saturday

I’m about to get a cab and masturbate

Then I see a hot girl I bet I could date

“Lemme get your cat girl, no Hathaway”

That what I thought not what I said to her

Instead I walk up to her like

“I know you heard of the kid

You heard what I did

You heard of my shit

The murderous spit”

She’s like “Naw

You’re being weird

What are you talking about?”

I’m like “Aw.”

Pulling out my phone like a boss

YouTube bout to get her off

But as I type the y-o-u

Some porno pop up

I’m like

“Hold up, how di-, that’s not even me like, I don’t jerk off mobily.”

Then her friends coming up and want to know if everything is okay

I’m like

“Naw this a rape, can’t tell? Give me a break please, get the heck away.”

I turned to her

“Let me buy you a drink.”

She like “Fine.”

Told the man two Patron

She like “Lime.”

Said he tried twice the card got declined

I’m like

“Are, is this, could it be a machine issue?”

He was like “Naw.”

I was like

“Obviously there’s something wrong

I got dough like, I’m not broke, I got donuts with the same card like about an hour ago.”

He like “Dude, I don’t know.”

Now I’m looking at the girl she just wanna go

And I ain’t talking bout with me, bro. I mean alone

I got one more chance to prove myself so I’m like-

“Look, I’m athletic, girl. I’ve gotten several rec-league MVPs

At my crib I’ve got some pizza. Plus a little bit of weed

In my room I’ve got a TV. Plus I recently did sheets

Girl, I even have a fridge that has the water on the door like with the crushed ice”

You know I don’t give a damn whatcha playin’ right now

This is me coming at you as a man right now

Lemme freak

Lemme freak, god dammit, lemme freak

Just lemme freak, please god

Just lemme freak

The girl from the first verse

Somehow let me fuck

Fast forward, seven months

We in love

Some real serious relationship-type shit

Despite this I ain’t fucked for days

Tried last night but was pushed away

But I’ve been acting well behaved today, I smell okay

Adele Pandora’s playing, now she laying

On the floor and I’m praying this bitch is horny

I go and give her a smooch

She kissing Dicky back, so I play with her boobs

Bad move, she don’t like that

Bad mood, her boss being mean to her

Via email, she wanna write back

I’m like “Right now?”

She like “Yeah, what do I say, can you just help me?”

“Ok, whats the context?”

Then she like “Well, he talks to Jane before coming to me.”

“Who’s Jane again?” I said

She like “Wow, you should know that.”

“Ok, I guess I forgot.”

She like “Dude, that’s my other boss.”

“Ok, true, so shouldn’t your first boss go to the other boss before you? Right?”

“But Jane isn’t hands on!” she yelled

“Ok, well I just don’t understand the dynamic then, I don’t work with these people.”

She started crying

“Wait stop, what the fuck is this?”

“Naw, you don’t ever take my side!”

About an hour later til’ I’m on her good side

We in bed, hands on her good thighs

I try to kiss, she like “Good night.”

But I’m like-

“Look, I just turned off The Departed for a movie about a bee

I’ve been cutting back on farting, tweeting, arguing, and weed

Yesterday I wore a cardigan at dinner with your sweet, and supportive…

And during the fourth quarter, of the Eagles!

Now reward it!”

You know I don’t give a damn whatcha playin right now

This is me coming at you as a man right now

Lemme freak

Lemme freak, god dammit, lemme freak (It’s all I need)

Just lemme freak, please god

Just lemme freak

Fast forward some more, June 16, 2074

Old LD looking old as fuck

Still with the same ho, holding up

My life sucks, legs hurt

Friends dead, realtors

“Would you shut up? Fuck.”

My dick looking like it’s tinfoil

Her tits looking like they hard boiled eggs

On top of that, she insane

Like I don’t even think she knows who I am

Our kids moved away, we’ve been doing the same shit for days

Maybe months, who knows

Probably going to die soon

Pretty scared I ain’t even going to lie to you

Think about it all day, on my last legs

But I’m going out with a bang

I got pills they invented back in ‘57

I took five, that’s a bit excessive

I look high, take a look at my thighs and good god that’s a little erection

It’ll work though

Now I’ve gotta find the ho

I’m pretty much blind at this point, I don’t know if I mentioned that yet…

But I am

Made my way into the bedroom and there she is

I’m like-

“Look, I don’t know if you’re aware that you’ve been throwing out my shoes

What I do know is I’m sick of doing nothing here with you

All my blood is in my dick, I’’m probably dying pretty soon

Are you even comprehending what I’m saying, please acknowledge that you hear me.”

You know I don’t give a damn whatcha playing right now

This is me coming at you as a man right now

Lemme freak

Lemme freak, god dammit, lemme freak (Lemme freak)

Just lemme freak, please god

Just lemme freak 

muse a is the kid of some boss guy that’s pissed a lot of people off and by “people” i mean dangerous people and by “dangerous people” i mean a gang leader and is blissfully unaware of all the shit that their dad does muse b is in the gang (probably the youngest or smthn???) and is called to this warehouse one day and they walk in and oh my god who is this person (muse a) why are they knocked out did you guys kidnap them wait is this the kid of that asshole guy are we keeping the kid for ransom what the fuCK OH AND YOU GUYS ARE LEAVING ME IN CHARGE OF THEM TO MAKE SURE THEY DON’T ESCAPE ALRIGHT COOL GUYS THANKS

Jodianna stepped into the club, looking towards the entrance mat and automatically mugging her face. “Um, hey.” She snapped towards the front desk concierge. “Fix this, people walk in and that’s the first thing there seeing. Do better.” She continued to walk into the club, smiling at anyone who took notice of her. Walking towards the bar, she looked down at the counter and smacked her lips. “Envi! Clean the water off the damn counter. Damn…y'all act like y'all don’t have sense around here.” She complained before heading towards the back. Stepping into the locker room where the dancers were. “Alright, um…China get on stage.” She said looking around the room of ladies. “And then Bando.” Stepping out of the locker room, she walked into her office. Placing her purse on the table, she sat behind her desk; waiting for the female who had scheduled a meeting about a job at the club. @jcdores