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Solomon: MC- *takes a knee*
MC: Oh my God
Solomon: -will you marry me? *pulls out ring box*
MC: What?
MC: Didn't I poison you?? Gak! *falls to their knees instead*
Solomon: I switched our cups. *opens the box to show a small vial of powder*
Solomon: Say yes for the antidote!
MC: God I hate you so much-
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Marguerite and Mr. 'One and Only Victim'
fuck, marry, kill feat samdean.
put it anywhere you want between seasons 10, 11, or 12—. Sometimes i think i'm funny.
sam and dean have been in the middle of a case for days, stuck on all-night watch in the Impala while keeping an eye out for the potential monster of the week. They're drinking soda and eating snacks. They have to stay up all night, and as soon as they get bored, they fall asleep, so they have to get creative.
sam: okay, how about truth or dare? dean immediately shakes his head: i can't believe it, is this a sleepover? sam tilts his head and shrugs, his lips pursed as usual: i can't think of anything else, dean. Twenty questions again? dean: we've already played that the last few hours, sam, but i'm not playing truth or dare. That's a girl thing at sleepovers, and when i watch those movies, im usually alone.
sam laughs, shaking his head and putting a hand to his temple.
dean: you'd better come up with something, and i swear if you say "i see with my own eyes..." sam: okay, okay. How about this? i remember it from college: fuck, marry, kill. dean: excuse me? sam: it's a game, dean. You have three options and three candidates. You have to— dean: i know what it's about, sammy. I think it's kind of dumb. Well, you know what? forget it, just do it. sam: fuck, marry or kill... uh, to crowley, cas, and me.
dean looks at sam with raised eyebrows, and Sam shrugs with an innocent smile. dean: hmm. sam: are you thinking about it? are you serious? dean: what? can't i think about it? sam: you have crowley among the options, dean. dean: i mean... i don't know, it's crowley. Do i have to kill him?
sam looks at him suspiciously.
dean: okay, fine, i know. Fuck with cas, marry... you, and kill crowley.
there's a silence, and sam nods, as if that were the right answer.
sam drums his fingers on his knee anxiously: ... sam: why would you fuck with cas? dean: what are you talking about? those are the options, sammy. sam: hey, its okay, i'm not judging you, i was just wondering why you chose to fuck with cas. What made you choose cas? dean takes a deep breath: well, i changed my mind. Let you fuck me, marry with cas and i kill crowley. What do you think?
sam nods again, his lips pressed together in a silence that could signify a peace agreement.
but it doesn't.
sam: ... sam: why are you deciding to marry cas now? is there something you want to tell me, dean? you want to fuck with him first and then get married. If i hadn't interfered, would you have chosen crowley? dean: what the hell are you talking about? he's cas, he's OUR friend. Why would i kill him? sam: i'm just having a conversation. dean: i thought i just had to choose, not justify my answers. sam: why not? it's supposed to be fun, so—
dean: forget it, sam. I prefer truth or dare. I prefer the fucking sleepover. sam: fine, truth or dare, dean? dean: truth. sam: why did you decide to marry cas? dean: damn it.
find chilchucks interaction w zon kinda interesting. Like that he tried to quietly reason w marcille abt why the orcs feel the way they do and zon tells him to shut up. Like probs partially bc he comes of as a kid to other races despite being a person thats managed to wrestle a robust community out of some of the most exploited ppl on the island. But also hes an adventurer right… like hes aligned himself w the group of ppl who routinely kills orcs even if he personally disagrees and can even empathize w them. Like ofc zon would tell him to shut the hell up. Its an interesting dynamic… chilchucks union is adventurer lockpicks. Like even if none of them directly fight, their union is embedded in the apparatus that routinely kills orcs. Much to think about….
Also he has a real interesting dynamic w laios and marcille where he kinda tries to point em to stuff like izutsumi probs came from a rough background like as a person talking to ppl whove experienced much more privilege than him and who he knows is kinda oblivious to it. But its also interesting that when he tries to speak on behalf of others hes sometimes wrong —izutsumi got manners and proprietary beaten into her. When she says no one raised her I dont think shes wrong. But I think its part of it is when u try to reach out to others u often will be wrong abt stuff n I do think dungeon meshi is about being able to connect n sit at the same table regardless (which i think is naive but u know! Fair enuff)
Edit: but incredibly important nuance chilchuck formed that union to protect other half foots from adventurers. Thats the interesting tension going on
The kissing booth is open!
On the lips or the cheek, hand and head, you can choose your favorite place!
How does this dynamic work?
Send me for DM or my ask box the character you think that deserves a smooch (Can be an OC or canon character, feel free to be creative) and I will doodle them
Remember specify where you want the kiss, the age and in case that is a canon character, their origin source!
That being said, you are more than welcome to participate! 🎉
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Hey, i love your blog and your fanfiction's!💕How do you imagine a meeting of the Soulless!Sam and Demon!Dean? :3 I think the two would go very well together and would have a lot of fun. And I think the performance is pretty hot and seductive! ♡ The two would attack each other like starved wolves and spend many sex-rich nights together. Much love for you! 💕
Thank you so much! 💕 You’re very sweet!
Oh, I think Soulless!Sam and Demon!Dean would have fun together! Soulless would feel free, not have to pretend to have empathy or any of that shit, and Deanmon would enjoy having a playmate who didn’t care when he got the urge to murder a few people.
I can picture them picking up a girl in a bar, taking her back to their hotel and double-teaming her half the night. When she’s passed out, Soulless goes for a quick shower, comes back to find Deanmon covered in her blood.
“I got bored,” Deanmon says with a shrug, and Soulless isn’t mad that he murdered a girl.
He’s mad that Deanmon killed her before Soulless had another round.
“If you’re that horny, I can fuck ya.”
And it’s not like they don’t screw each other senseless every night - neither of them have any morals left, so neither has a reason to resist the urges and attraction they feel towards each other.
I think sometimes, after a particularly satisfying bout, Soulless!Sam and Demon!Dean talk about why their more human selves never did this.
“If it was the whole ‘having a conscience’ thing, that blows,” Deanmon says.
“I know I used to feel guilty about it, but really... we’re not hurting anyone, so why would anyone care?”
“Humans.” Deanmon shakes his head in disgust.
“Souls,” Soulless says, correcting him. “Glad neither of us has one of those useless things.”
Deanmon grins. “If you did, I’d buy it so you’d have to be with me forever.”
“Huh.” Soulless looks up at the ceiling, confused. Sometimes Deanmon talks about feelings things that confuse him. Luckily, the demon doesn’t seem to care that he doesn’t return the sentiment. “Wanna fuck again?”
And Deanmon doesn’t mind that Soulless is like this, rather enjoys the fact that there are exactly zero chick flick moments when he gives in to the need to say what he feels out loud: you’re mine, mine to hold and fuck and kill and fuck again.
Even if Jake doesn’t beat him, Brobot will give him a participation pet. Disclaimer: Brobot is not that tall, Jake is just bent down
I’ve been toying around with an app called SketchBook on my phone and it’s actually really good! This is a fun practise piece I did with it using Brobot as the main subject thanks to the Wheel of Homestuck characters.
A trick of reality
This is a little "What if" of Alex, if you want to know I will explain this here
Context:
If you pay attention to the details, the ribbon has a rock green/red, that's Calem (OC that I may present better in another post) Calem and his anomaly make the power of creating things based on existing materials. Weapons, body modifications, and most importantly, reality manipulation, Alex and Calem as a duo in a fight, Alex as a tank and Calem as a support make a great combo
The "what if":
Alex has Calem in her hands, she finally learned how to take full advantage of his skills, and she will not let that pass. Calem is not able to materialize if someone else uses the stone, so hes trapped there while Alex is using it perpetually. That's how she ended up transforming herself into a reality bender.
