Oct 22, 2017
Wait you also watch the ancient magus bride??!!
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OH MY GOD. IT’S SUCH A GOOD ANIME IM LOVING IT SO MUCH SO FAR.
tbh I haven’t found an anime i love so much since Naruto
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Wait you also watch the ancient magus bride??!!
Y E S
OH MY GOD. IT’S SUCH A GOOD ANIME IM LOVING IT SO MUCH SO FAR.
tbh I haven’t found an anime i love so much since Naruto
SO ALEX AND I NEVER ACTUALLY BROKE UP? WE'VE JUST BEEN IN RELATIONSHIP LIMBO ALL THESE YEARS? MY GIRLFRIEND HAS BEEN A MISTRESS THIS WHOLE TIME?
HOW DID WE FORGET ABOUT THAT PART OF THE PROCESS?
Is Crowley taken? Cuz I wanna be crowrey
ur crowrey
join my spn family?
Not who you expected
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by cactipresident
I was a bit pissed at the forced feeling of the Amara/dean romance plot line. So I changed a few thing in the latest episode.
Or
Dean's heart desire is a bit more shocking to him
Words: 811, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Supernatural
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: M/M
Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Castiel
Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester
Additional Tags: Episode: s11e13 love hurts coda, rewrite of last few scenes, Season 11
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Ch 7
Sansa rose a single eyebrow at the man before her.
“And how do you plan on doing that, If i may ask?” Petyr paused looking around his office as if the question required major thought.
“You may. Doesn’t mean you shall get an answer out of me.” He smiled, the sly smirk reminding her of a wolf right before they tore into their prey. Subtly her hand touched her unblemished stomach,the thought of what he planned to do to his wife at the forefront of her brain. His very wife was the subject of his most recent plot. If he could do that, no matter how happy he was for the child’s birth, what could he do once her and the child outrun their use?
She lightly glared at him for keeping her out. She knew he would eventually tell her, when the time was right.” If you refuse to tell me about that, how about what you and my father were talking about…?” She questioned, gauging his reaction.
“Well,” He sighed jokingly, “If you must know, I was busy fixing a certain woman’s little moment of rebellion.“
“You were using me.”
“Yes.” he stated it so matter of factly it almost threw her off. At her confused expression he continued. “My sweetling, all we ever do in this world is use.” he took a step closer, closing the distance between them. His hands held her shoulders gently, almost lovingly. “I would be a fool not to use you, as would you if you didn’t use me.” His hands slipped down her arms, leaving goosebumps in their wake. The man stopped when he got to her hands bringing them up between them.
“You are no fool, sweetling.”
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It was almost easy, she couldn’t help but think as she drove to the Lannister Manor. She had a simple role, but crucial none the less.
They were holding a dinner again, smaller than the ball the previous week but knowing the Lannisters just as over the top. As Joffrey’s fiancee, she was of course invited. As major business partner to the patriarch Tywin, Petyr and his lovely wife would attend as well after robin suddenly made a miraculous recovery from last week’s ‘illness’.
She took a cautious step out of her car, handing her keys to the ever present valet in front of the massive home. Almost self consciously she adjusted her necklace, the purple beads clinking together to make a pleasant sound. With a deep breath to steel herself, she replaced herself with a mask of what was expected. Tonight she will announce her and “Joffrey's” child to their families and “close friends”.
Sansa walked through the massive doors, Cersei meeting her in the foyer. She smiled shyly, playing her act of innocent child. At the aging mother looked the girl over, her eyes lingering on the barely bulging belly.
“Little Dove, I wish to … congratulate you on the good news. Joffrey wouldn’t stop talking about how lucky you two were to have a child so easily.” Cersei’s eyes narrowed, challenging Sansa to admit her guilt in the child’s true parentage, as if she knew.
“I am the one who’s truly lucky.” Sansa practically cooed like the bird the woman thought her to be. “ Speaking of children, I hear their father is teaching Tommen how to fence!” There was a pregnant silence, Cersei’s eyes wide in shock at Sansa’s boldness.
“Their father… isn’t, sweet dove. Jamie is.”
“Oh yes, forgive me! I meant Jamie of course, forgive me, I think the baby hormones are already getting to me.”She gave an apologetic smile, trying to show she truly made a mistake, at least in saying that to her face anyway.
The two stared at each other for a while, the tension growing with every second.
“Sansa!”
Both women turned at the voice, the mother’s smile growing wider than the fiancee’s at the sight of her golden child both in name and hair.
“Joffrey, dear, I was just talking to Sansa about your upcoming announcement.” Cersie told her child as he wrapped her arm possessively around Sansa’s waist to both women’s disgust.
“ I’m sure you women are overjoyed at something that can’t even show yet.” The boy japed, laughing at his own despite the two strained smiles he received.
With a few more jokes at their gender’s expense, Joffrey began pulling his fiancee into the next room, his grip as tight as a vice. With no objections Sansa let herself be manhandled, knowing it would all end sooner the less she struggled. Whatever he was mad at , no matter how inconsequential, would be solved through either verbal beatings or physical depending on how she treated her situation.
“My love, what’s wrong?” She asked, as he practically threw her into a room locking it behind them. At least he had the tact to make sure no one walked in on them.
He whirled on her, gripping the necklace she wore. “ Who got you this!” He hissed, his pale face contorting into rage. Her jewelry , of course, that was what he was pissed about. She searched his face briefly to see if this was only a small part of something bigger but found he truly only wanted to know where the offending piece came from. She couldn’t exactly tell him the man who was uncle only in name who she was fucking behind his back bought for her with very explicit instructions to where the gems tonight. So she improvised.
“My aunt bought it for me, Joffrey. She left it by my bed after she found my test.” She paused, placing a hand on his arm gently as if to calm him. “ She said she bought it for me in celebration and to wear it when I told the family.” She smiled at him, his face calming into the one she once thought was so beautiful.
“ How did she find the test? You promised it would be in a lock box so none of that brutish family of yours would find it before today!” Mentally she sighed, such words from someone who probably spent all of last night talking about how well he fucked her to get her pregnant.
“ She picked the lock, love, there was little to do.”
He finally let her go, straightening his suit. “ Never liked that bitch much, always getting in other people’s businesses.” He sniffed once, before quickly turning around and leaving as if he never almost threatened her. He left her alone, the door wide open as she fixed herself as well.
God she couldn’t wait till that Bastard was poisoned.
AN: I actually had a lot of fun writing this! Thanks for letting me be a part of this!
Chapter 8 belongs to @sansaspride!
The New Regime
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by cactipresident
Hell gets a very nice change to the fear of our two heros
Words: 1199, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Supernatural
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Major Character Death
Categories: Gen
Characters: Dean Winchester, Castiel, Crowley (Supernatural), Sam Winchester
Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester
Additional Tags: I'm Sorry, not sorry, Destiel if you squint - Freeform, same with wincest, Demon!Dean
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I was wondering if you could please do a group session analysis for me and my friends. Knight of breath, thief of time, prince of space
All three of these titles have been analyzed! Click for hyperlinks!
Knight of BreathThief of TimePrince of Space
There’s one word that most likely describes this group: Aggression. You’ve got some of the most active classes in your lineup, and with the Prince’s destructive capabilities, the Thief’s time powers, and the Knight’s boundless energy, there more than likely won’t be a single obstacle from Skaia that will stop your group!
But there is, however, a problem: The team itself. It’s very likely that these three players are very driven, very focused people, and the likelihood of sparring among each other is very, VERY likely. And, without any other party member who might serve as a mediator to the three, your session’s greatest danger is each other. If you’re somehow able to manage that, however, then you’re absolutely golden.
Be careful of what you wish for
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by cactipresident
Cas wonders the bunker aimlessly, mostly working on autopilot since he heard Dean had died at the hands of Metatron. Sam Reyes to reassure him he'll get Crowley to bring him back but the promises just seem empty.
Words: 726, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Supernatural
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Major Character Death
Categories: M/M
Characters: Dean Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural)
Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester
Additional Tags: I'm Sorry, I really am, Kissing, Post Season 9
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