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A little Jimmy and Scott fanfic

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Whistling, I stepped onto my front porch. I was so hungry and I was looking forward to eating whatever my husband cooked. Opening the front door, I walked in, to see my endearing lover lying face down, blood was pouring from the middle of his back, flesh was showing from the inside, and there was blood still pouring out from the wound. A saucepan was on the stove, its contents boiling, the fire still burning. Quickly I turned it off and rushed to Tango's side. Turning him around, his eyes were all glassy, his skin pale. Feeling for his pulse, I reached into my pocket to call 911.  "I wouldn't do that if I were you." A familiar voice growled. Slowly, I turned and saw my best friend, Scott, holding a gun right in front of my forehead.

"Why? Why did you kill him?" Tears streamed into his eyes. Something told me to end him. Just to pull the trigger and end this all. But I just couldn't do it. "What are you doing Agent? Finish the mission!" Ren, Head of Corporate, whispered through the receiver. I lowered my arm. I took out the earpiece and crushed it under my foot. Jimmy's eyes widened in alarm. "Jimmy, I-I was paid to do it. I didn't want to hurt you. You know I loved you."

"But why us? Why Tango?"

"Your husband found out about us. The Corporate wanted him gone. You along with him. I-I'm sorry, I should've refused the mission."

"What? Who do you work for?"

"The Red emeralds. They are a secret mafia group that takes out threats to their society."

Jimmy looked down and sighed. "You know I can't forgive you for this. This..Red emeralds need to be stopped."

I winced. "I know, but I don't blame you for it. I-I can help you bury him, C’mon.”  

I know I shouldn't have trusted Scott. But he seemed sincere and he is- I mean, was, my lover back then, and I hope he means well. The Red emeralds though...I thought they ended in 1920. From the newspaper I read before, the Red emeralds would catch young kids and train them to be hitmen. Then they would send them on missions to kill and-. Tears broke out of my eyes. I just couldn't believe Tango was gone, 8 years of marriage just down the drain. Scott looked at me with a concerned expression. “Are you alright?” “Am I alright? My husband just got killed and you think I’ll just walk it off? Do you know how much Tango meant to me? How much has he done for me?” I said Shrilly. I calmed down and added. “Nothing can fix what you’ve done. I don’t want to see you again. Go. I’ll bury him.” Scott looked at me one last time, he opened his mouth to say something. “Don’t.” I whispered. His eyes brimming with tears, he turned and walked away. I dropped down my knees and hugged Tango’s corpse, crying. Suddenly, I felt a cold hand on my neck, then felt a cloth wrapping my mouth. The sweet smell of sedatives filled my nose, then I passed out and everything went pitch black. 

Vision blurring, I walked along the sidewalk, heading back to my house. I felt really bad. Really bad. When Ren assigned me that mission, I didn’t know Tango that well, except for the fact that he was Jimmy’s boyfriend before we parted ways. I didn’t know- I didn’t know they were married. I opened the front door to see Ren standing, with Jimmy kneeling on the floor, Ren’s arm wrapped around his neck, with the other arm holding a gun right on Jimmy’s forehead. “Hello, Scott.” He said menacingly. I reached into my pocket and took the gun out, aiming at Ren’s chest. Ren pressed the pistol harder into Jimmy’s forehead. “Now, now, You wouldn’t want to hurt your dear friend would you?” My arm faltered and he smirked. “You still love him don’t you?” He took a breath, then started again, “How about we make a deal. Either you kill him, or I kill you instead. You aim for me and I’ll shoot him down along with me.” I lowered the gun. I knew what I had to do. “I'm sorry Ren.” I whisper. Determined,  I roll to the ground and punch the gun out of his hand. He stumbles, shocked.  Then I shoot him square in the chest. Time seems to slow down as he falls, spilling blood over the floor as well as on Jimmy’s shirt. As the adrenaline slowly fades away, my body falters and I drop on the ground, staring at Ren’s dead body. 

I really didn’t know what to feel at this point. I really don’t.  I don’t even know if he is even trusted anymore. First I learn that Scott is part of some secret organisation that takes people and kills 2 people in one day. First, Tango, then this guy? “Scott, Who was that?” I said, my voice cracking. 

“Look, I know you're freaking out,” Scott says, his eyes focusing on me. “He was the head of the Red emeralds.”

My eyes widened. “Him?” 

“Yes, his name was Ren I-” His eyes locked onto my pockets, his face turned into shock.  I look down and I realise my hand is on my cell phone, like I was ready to call. Someone. Anyone to get away from my….Friend? Enemy? I didn’t even know what he was to me anymore. Then I realise what I need to do. “I’m sorry Scott, but you need to be locked up.” I stuttered. Scott sighs and raises his hand in defeat.  “Do what you need to do, Jimmy.”

….15 YEARS LATER…..

 I wake up, the cold bare walls surrounding me. The policeman bangs on the railings. “Come on Mr Major. Let’s get you out of here.” 

“What? I thought I was due for another 25 years?”

“Someone has paid to get you out.” My eyes lighten. Finally I can get out of this musty old place. 

“Did you get the name who did it?” 

“Indeed Mr Major, he goes by the name of Jimmy Solidarity.”

You can’t say I wasn’t nervous, but I think I was ready to forgive Scott. He didn’t deserve to be in Jail. He was forced to kill Tango and he killed Ren to save me. I clutched the flowers a little tighter as I caught sight of Scott. His overgrown teal hair shimmered in the sunlight. His deep blue eyes sparkled as he saw me. “Hi Jimmy! You’re looking handsome, as always.” My cheeks flushed with colour. Classic Scott, always the charmer. “You're not looking too bad either.” 

“I mean…I could do with a bit of shaving”

I ruffled his hair, “I think it’s alright for 15 years.” 

“You’re just being generous.” He takes me in for a hug, then let's go.“Thanks. I owe you one.”

“Actually, I think you owe me a lot. I paid..” I paused, thinking. “200 thousand dollars to get your butt out of here.”

“Uhh, you’ll have to wait I guess.” Scott smiled. “I’ll make it up to you, soon, I promise.” I smiled back at him. With my hand around his, we walked out of the building, together again. 

Ranchers part 2

As Tango arrived at the farm, Jimmy was already fully awake, working on harvesting the wheat. Tango yawned, amazed by Jimmy’s productivity. His eyes lit up visibly when he saw Tango, a smile erupted from his face. “Hey Tango! Good morning!” Tango rubbed his eyes, “How are you so energetic?” Jimmy laughed, “I’m used to waking up early, plus,  I drink a whole ton of tea along with my breakfast to keep me awake.” “I see, I’ll note that for tomorrow.” Tango jokes. “Anyway, what do I have to do sir?” “Just call me Big man Jim, or Jimmy is fine. You don’t have to go to formalities.” Jimmy said, with a tone of disgust in his voice. Tango could see a grin creeping up the side of his mouth. He smiled, as Jimmy slowly went through all the chores he had to do, going into a full lecture on how to do them. Tango was astonished that Jimmy had to do all that by himself and at a professional level as well. He couldn’t believe that Jimmy ran this whole farm basically his whole life and- “Did you hear that?” Tango shook himself out of his phase. “Uh, yeah, yep, every single word.” Jimmy grinned. “Great! Let’s get started then!”

“My Family” - Stobotnik Comic

i literally made this in two days

This gives me a fanfic idea…..hmmm

I kinda like, died working on this

pls enjoy it TwT

For @derpqueen22

Okay but the thing is that Cas cradled Dean’s soul when he saved it from hell, not his physical body. So while there was a brand on Dean’s shoulder that didn’t end up being permanent, there was a permanent brand of Cas’s grace on Dean’s actual soul. And as they got closer and grew together, it became less of a brand. Dean’s soul fully integrated Cas’s grace and made it a part of his soul instead of a separate thing.

And so Cas confesses and the empty comes and takes him but something is wrong. Because it has Cas, wrapped up nice and tight, but there’s— there’s something missing, something askew. The empty can’t put Cas fully to sleep the way it wants and it’s left with him awake and annoying, just like before. And it tries, god does it try. But because a small piece of Cas’s grace remains outside of the empty, embedded in Dean’s soul, it’s unable to gain full control over him like it wants.

And while it seems like Dean had been unaware of this the last time Cas had made a trip to the empty, he may have figured it out this time. Or he’s just clinging that desperately to his memories of and feelings for Cas, because both Cas and the empty feel continuous tugs on the grace, starting at the part that has made itself a protective shield around Dean’s heart.

And sure, the empty would be thrilled to just swallow Dean and the remaining piece of grace up, too. But it can’t, because Dean’s soul can’t exist in the empty, and Cas’s grace can’t be extracted from Dean’s soul. And with every tug, Cas seems to grow bolder, more confident. Because Dean isn’t letting their bond weaken, despite everything. Dean isn’t giving up hope, they can both feel that, so Cas won’t either.

So at some point the empty has to choose: put up with Cas forever or give up on Cas forever. Because it will never be able to fully own Cas, even after Dean is dead. As long as Dean’s soul continues to cling to Cas, he will never belong to anyone but Dean. So the empty throws in the towel, gives up, and tells Cas to never come near it again. Go the hell away and never come back. And Cas is all too happy to oblige.

The empty doesn’t even bother keeping Cas’s grace and returning him human because that small part inside Dean is more powerful than expected and there’s no saying if Cas would even be truly human anyway.

Dean’s sitting in the war room of the bunker, eyes closed with a hand pressed over his chest, when Cas pops back in. The empty spits him out much in the same way it ate him up and suddenly he’s just standing there, staring at Dean and a wide-eyed Sam.

“Holy shit.” Sam mumbles, staring at Cas as if he’s a ghost.

But Dean doesn’t look surprised at all. “I knew it.” He says, then he repeats it with more feeling. “I fucking knew it! I could feel you.” He taps his chest. “Here. I knew you weren’t gone.”

“I can’t believe you were right.” Sam says, but his disbelief has turned into a smile.

“I told you.” Dean says smugly as he rises from his chair. “I told you that he was going to come back.”

Sam stands too, beating Dean to Cas and wrapping him up in a hug. “He wouldn’t let go of you.” Sam murmurs into Cas’s ear. “He refused to budge even an inch.”

“I could feel it.” Cas answers, and then he taps his own chest as Sam pulls away. “Here.”

“Goddamn right you could.” Dean shoves Sam out of the way unceremoniously before reaching out to grab Cas by the face and pull him into a searing kiss. “Don’t ever pull that shit again.”

Later, after some twenty more kisses, Sam manages to ask what the hell actually happened. He asks how Dean knew, what they could both feel. And Cas explains— talking about his grace and Dean’s soul and how the bond they shared deepened into something entirely different. And he’s warmed from the inside out the whole time because Dean stands firmly at his side, a soft smile on his face as he rubs his chest and if he’s intentionally infusing warmth into Cas’s grace.

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CHAPTER 18

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Big dogs

Adrenaline was pumping through every bit of Martyn’s body. He was determined to steal the kill from Gem’s crew. They couldn’t stop him. He could even call them out if it was one of their tasks. He was really desperate for a correct guess. The relief that filled him when he guessed Tango’s task was, well, amazing. He grinned as he remembered Tango’s anguished face. It was perfect. He absent-mindedly followed Scott to the portal. He was excited to say the least. Charged with energy, he jumped in. The portal sucked Martyn in, plopping him onto an obsidian platform. Without thinking he walked forward, slipping on the edge. Soon enough he found himself falling. Falling into the endless void. He was in shock. His mind couldn’t process the fact that he fell off the platform. Martyn’s body ached more and more as he fell deeper into the void. Eventually he couldn’t take it anymore. 

Inthelittlewood fell out of the world

Ranchers (and the love they share)

An opportunity:

Jimmy owned a farm. He wasn’t exactly proud of it, but it was enough to make a living. His parents were the ones that started it up, but ever since they passed Jimmy had to fulfil his parents dream of taking over the ranch. Jimmy’s first dream was to get a goat horn. Every single one of his friends has one, often using it to call for help or just to gather. But Jimmy just didn’t have the skill to obtain a horn. He did try once, but it ended in him getting rammed in the ribs, resulting in a severe injury and a couple of surgeries. Ever since he had a fear of goats and every time his friends blew the horn, he would hear others join in. It was annoying, he couldn’t reply to them, he couldn’t start them, he longed for the day he would be that person to start the horns. But he just never did. That was, until Tango came by.

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“Sorry Mr Tek, we just can’t accept you.” The office lady said. Tango’s flame brightened. “Why not? I’m a hardworking guy!”

“Yes, we get that. Your architecture is certainly….astonishing to say the least, but I don’t think that our colleagues will accept…” The lady’s eyes drifted to tango’s hair. “That.”

“I CAN CONTROL IT, I PROMISE YOU-” Tango cut himself off as the lady’s eyes grew more and more frightened as his flame rose higher and higher. Tango calmed down. “I’m sorry. I’ll-I’ll go now.” He walked out of the office, hurt by the woman’s reaction. He just couldn’t find a job, it wasn’t his fault that his hair was a burning flame. Tango sighed and boarded a taxi home. Tango pulled out his phone as the car started up, he noticed an advert offering a job to take care of some farm animals. He clicked on it, and saw that the location was quite close to where he lived, so he ordered the taxi to head over there and see what awaits. 

Jimmy was just finishing up putting the cows back in the pen when he saw a car coming down the road towards the ranch. He closed the pen and headed towards the car. It stopped right in front of the house and a man with flaming hair stepped out of the taxi. He had baggy red pants with more pockets then anyone could ever need and a classic black t-shirt to go on top. His eyes were also a deep red, almost frightening to look at. But Jimmy found it strangely comforting and amazed by how cool his hairdo looked. As he got closer and closer to him, he realized that the man’s hair was a flame, moving in the breeze. “Nice to meet you,” The man said. “My name is Tango, Tango Tek, and I’m here for the farm job.” Jimmy smiled. “Yep, welcome to the ranch!  Jimmy Solidarity.” They shook hands and he led Tango to the house. “So, why do you want this job?” Jimmy asked, “Well, I’m in desperate need of one and I’m hoping you can give me it. I promise I'm a hard-working man and I'll do anything you need to me to do. I know my presence might be frightening but-”

“Okay." Jimmy interrupted. He didn't know why he was so eager for Tango to have this job. Maybe it was the workload getting to him. Or maybe..."You can start tomorrow, I’ll talk you through the list of things you need to get done in the morning.”

Tango’s eyes widened in surprise. “Wait, it was that easy?"

Jimmy chuckled, “Oh no, this job is definitely not easy. Be there by 6!”

Tango smiled and did a pretend salute. “Yes sir!”

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As Tango arrived at the farm, Jimmy was already fully awake, working on harvesting the wheat. Tango yawned, amazed by Jimmy’s productivity. His eyes lit up visibly when he saw Tango, a smile erupted from his face. “Hey Tango! Good morning!” Tango rubbed his eyes, “How are you so energetic?” 

Jimmy laughed, “I’m used to waking up early, plus, I drink a whole ton of tea along with my breakfast to keep me awake.” 

“I see, I’ll note that for tomorrow.” Tango jokes. “Anyway, what do I have to do sir?” 

“Just call me Big man Jim, or Jimmy is fine. You don’t have to go to formalities.” Jimmy said, with a tone of disgust in his voice. Tango could see a grin creeping up the side of his mouth. He smiled, as Jimmy slowly went through all the chores he had to do, going into a full lecture on how to do them. Tango was astonished that Jimmy had to do all that by himself and such a wonderful job at it as well. He couldn’t believe that Jimmy ran this whole farm basically his whole life and- “Did you hear that?” Tango shook himself out of his trance. “Uh, yeah, yep, every single word.” Jimmy grinned. “Great! Let’s get started then!”

The sun was just beginning to set as the duo rounded up the animals back into their paddocks. As Jimmy closed the door, Tango slumped against the fence, sweat pouring down his face. “Finally we’re done.” Tango exclaimed, exhausted from a whole day of work. “You did a good job, considering it was your first day.” Jimmy said, matter-of-factly. Tango looked at him in awe, despite doing most of the work, Jimmy didn’t look like he was tired at all, his hair still in that perfect slicked back form. “You’re just saying that to make me feel better.” Jimmy laughed. “Well maybe. But No, seriously, you did well.” He smiled sincerely at Tango, his perfect teeth glinting in the sunlight. Tango felt a weird feeling in his chest, he couldn’t place it, but he knew that he'd be feeling this a lot. It was a good feeling and...he liked it.

Over the week, Tango got more and more used to this schedule, often bringing a cup of coffee with him to keep him awake. Sometimes it was easy to get through the day, especially when he was working with Jimmy. He would often find himself admiring Jimmy’s dedication to his job or sometimes, just Jimmy himself. Jimmy would catch Tango staring at him, causing Tango to turn around, blushing uncontrollably, Jimmy would laugh and continue working. It was a daily habit. That was, until one of Jimmy’s cows died. 

(Repost but followed from the first part)