#Claire (hells library)

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Librarian Gregor Henry, 1899 CE

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Sam Winchester x plus size reader

Truth serum plus hidden feelings and a major amount of lust for your best friend is bound to end well

Warnings: truth serum, reader is hornee, implied smut, size kink, Sam is taller than the reader, explicit thoughts, mutual pining, mentions of a hunt

WC: 1.1k

Minors DNI

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Falling in love with Sam had been easy- not only was he stupidly handsome with those big hazel puppy dog eyes and a killer body, but he was kind and he was smart. He loved with his whole soul and would do anything for anyone, even after all the shit he had been through. 

What hadn’t been easy, however, was just how horny you got every time you even thought of the giant hunter let alone be around him. If he was tracing lines in a book to keep his place, you thought about what his fingers would feel like inside of you. If he was working out, you wondered if he would make those same noises in bed. And worst of all was when he was talking animatedly about something, his entire body came alive with passion and excitement. His eyes sparkled and his smile was always huge. And yet all you could think about was having his face between your thick thighs, talking into your cunt as he feasted. 

Needless to say, you had absolutely destroyed your scant collection of toys and taken more cold showers than warm. Eventually, you had to reach your breaking point.

It had been a witch hunt in Arkansas that went slightly wrong. People all around town were suddenly compelled to tell everyone around them their darkest secrets, ruining their lives in the process. It was a pretty simple cut and dry witch who had some vendetta against liars so she was forcing everyone to tell the truth. You and Jody picked up the hunt as some kind of demented girl’s trip and it mostly went off without a hitch. At least until the witch got you with a truth spell right before the sheriff dropped her.

You had arrived back home with your mouth practically sewn shut in an attempt to keep yourself from telling the boys your innermost thoughts until the spell wore off (which Jody assured you that it would be a couple days at most). Claire and Alex already had their fun asking you questions that you could no longer lie in response to, leading to them learning why there’s a bottle of deluded bleach and air freshener in the back of the Impala and the ‘no tequila after midnight’ rule. 

Dean quickly discovered your ailment after you bluntly told him that his new orange flannel and grown out hair made him look like an oversized carrot, and he was determined to break you. But unfortunately for him, you were a hell of a lot smarter than him and could find ways to easily distract him.

You and Dean sat across from each other at the library table, eyes locked to each other as you both desperately tried not to blink. A game born out of desperation not to reveal your darkest secrets and childish rivalry but with a month’s worth of laundry on the line, the game was a matter of life or death. Your eyes burned as you struggled to keep them open but you refused to back down now, especially when Dean’s face had begun to turn red with the strain, you knew he was close to breaking.

Then, disaster struck. Right as his eyelids began to twitch with the need to blink, Sam walked into the library wearing a tight white shirt and grey sweatpants and obviously not wearing briefs. Immediately your mouth went dry as your concentration was broken. You didn’t even hear Dean cheer that he won, you just kept looking at his  brother who was now browsing the many shelves for something to read.

Dean rubbed at his eyes while glancing at his younger brother before sarcastically remarking. “Looking good Sammy.” Sam responded with a scoff, returning to his search and letting you get a glimpse of his perky backside.

The words tumbled from your lips before you could stop them, spilling out of your dirty mind like an unstoppable river. “Goddamn, how about you bring that perfect ass over here and I’ll tell you how I can make you look even better.” Everyone froze, including you, and then you opened your mouth again. “You’d look hotter with me sitting on your face.”

Silence settled over the bunker, your veins filled with dread. “Oh god please ignore that I said that- well actually, I don’t want you to ignore it. I really do want to sit on your face but right now I really want to throw myself off a cliff. So I think I’m gonna go do that. Have a nice life boys.” You went to slip from your chair but suddenly your wide hips were pinned to the edge of the table but two huge hands.

Sam loomed over you, his eyes dark with lust as he smirked down at you. “Now why would you go and do that when we could test your little theory.” Your breath caught in your throat. He dipped down, bringing his face to yours until you were close enough to feel his breath on your lips. 

“I-“ You stammered. Wetness pooled between your thighs as he stepped even closer, pressing his hardening cock to your soft body. 

“Oh what is it baby? Can’t speak anymore? Don’t worry, you won’t be able to stop making sounds when my mouth is on your cunt.” He growled into your ear.

Neither you nor Sam noticed when Dean sprung to his feet and ran off into the depths of the bunker to escape the very obvious tension on the brink of exploding between you. Your fingers tentatively curled into his shirt, making his smile grow. “That’s a good girl, now how about you go to my room and get undressed. I wanna see if you get even more beautiful when you’re on top of me.” 

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Sam had always found you incredibly intoxicating but even more so now. You were dead asleep on his chest, your breaths even as you slumbered on. Sam took pride in your exhaustion considering he was the cause. He gently stroked the soft skin of your hip, tracing over the texture of your stretch marks delicately as to not wake you. 

You sighed in your sleep, nuzzling closer to his bare chest. He kissed the top of your head and with a great amount of care, slipped from your hold. You stirred only for a moment before settling once more. He dressed quietly and slipped out of his room.

The smell of freshly brewed coffee wafted from the kitchen drawing him in like a siren. “Morning.” He muttered as he wandered in, shooting his brother a glance. Dean nodded at him from his place at the small table, drinking his coffee silently.

As Sam poured two mugs of the bitter drink, he spoke again. “She was right, you know.” Dean hummed and looked up at him curiously. “I do look better when she sits on my face.”

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Why So Quiet?<3

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PAIRING: Minghao x Fem!Reader<3

SUMMARY: minghao was quiet never talked and was cold to a lot of people but seems like it was different for you I wonder why.

WARNINGS: kinda NSFW, Bullying, harassment?

GENRE: angst, fluffy, slight smut

A/N: omg hey gals how have you pretty people been I totally didn’t leave you guys hanging lol

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Minghao was sitting in the library chilling while listening to music when a bunch of his classmates sat right next to him and tried to to start a conversation with him but like always he was silent and didn’t even make the slightest sound, they groaned before just talking amongst eachother.

“Minghao the teacher wants to see you in her class right now.” There you were. He found you quite interesting to say the least but never talked to you either even though he kinda wanted too.

Minghao nodded before gathering his stuff while he was doing you were about to leave but someone roughly griped onto your hand. “Yah who told you that you can speak to us huh? Are you stupid or what?” They started laughing while you stood there not a care in the world. “If I ever see you talking to my boyfriend I’ll fuck you up bitch.” She threatens while slapping my hand away, before you can say anything minghao walked up to you and did something no one could ever make him do.

He talked.

“___ was it? Do you know who wanted to see me?” The library went silent everyone was shocked as they turned their heads towards you guys. “Oh uh.. it was Ms Clair..” you were to shocked to say a full sentence but still kinda managed. “YAH MINGHAO TALK TO ME YOUR GIRLFRIEND!!” Then all hell broke loose as everyone ran up to him as everyone wanted to hear him again.

You just stood there kinda shocked you were the one to make him talk but snapped out of it when the bell rang so you quickly made your way through the crowd and kinda sprinted to your class, just as you were about to walk into your class a guy and a few girls called out to you. “Hey! Is it true you made minghao talk?” They said as they made their way to you. “Uh I did but he just wanted to know who wanted to talk to him.”

“Well stop talking to him you’re not special just go to class and stop talking to minghao he doesn’t want you nor will he ever ok?” They laughed but was cut off by someone. “___ thanks for the heads up about and Clair she gave me extra credit for my work.” He slightly smiled at you before patting your head.

“Minghao what about me your ACTUAL girlfriend talk to me babyy” this random bitch walked up to him and leaned into his arm as she was about to kiss his cheek but before she could she was thrown off of him but the man himself, he didn’t say anything just walked off as he patted your head one more time. “I’ll see you next period ___.” They were shocked at his reaction before they quickly turned to you. “What the Fuck did you do to him you Whore are you that desperate you had to make him think he likes you.!”

She stood up and was about to hit you but was stopped by one of minghao’s friends. “ minghao wouldn’t be happy if you touch his friend Melanie.” She scoffed as she pulled her hand back from his grip. “I don’t care because he will believe me over any of you guys.! When I beat this bitch up I’ll just say it’s self defence!”

You walked away like nothing happened, as you were walking away mingyu minghao’s friend ran up to you and gave you a little smile. “Are you alright?” You scoffed as you walked into the classroom. “No of course I’m not I nearly got hit by those obsessed weirdos” he slightly chuckled before nodding. “I get it it’s hard to deal with this type of people but don’t worry I got your back!” He gave you the brightest smile before walking away.

You sigh before continuing on with the class, right after class finished you walked out only to bump into minghao. “Oh..hey” you awkwardly said as you brushed yourself off, when you looked at him you were frozen in place this guy was sweating and was shirtless after finishing P.E, you were a stuttering mess before you could make a fool out of yourself even more he chuckled as he patted your head.

“Hey ___ you know you’re really cute when you’re flustered.” You were screaming in the inside oh did I forget to mention you kinda have a little crush on him. You were about to say something but was cut off by a girl pushing you out of the way. “Baby! How was gym? You probably worked so hard.”

She pouted as she was about to hug him but minghao was like flash because before she could even touch him he was by your side in a flash and the girl was on the floor. “Ow babe.! Why did you do that??” She stomped her feet as she stood up, he gave her a blank stare before grabbing onto your wrist and dragged you with him somewhere.

You were shocked but curious where you guys were going. “Uh minghao where are we—WOAH-!” Before you could finished you were pushed into the storage closet. “If you’re going to kill me make it less painful!” You blurted out scared he was going to actually kill you.

He chuckled before gently grabbing onto both your hands and intertwining them with his, you were a hot mess when he leaned down to whisper into your ear. “I really want you ___ so bad right now.” You were already whimpering as your legs started feeling weak.

“Minghao stop I’m-Mmph!” You wanted to say something but he smacked his lips onto yours before you could. “Do you want me too___?” You were blankly staring at him before you slightly nodded.

“Good because I’m gonna show you how much your body means to me Princess.”

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Dean Winchester and You Christmas Headcanons

Just something I was thinking about a couple days ago and felt the need to post it. It’s not beta’d or anything so as always all mistakes are mine and are probably numerous.

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• Dean Winchester remembered Christmas as a kid and it was always a fond memory, well until things went sideways and there were no more “happy” Christmases.

• He and Sammy spent most of them as kids getting nothing except talks on how to kill various monsters or Dean would have to watch his baby brother while his dad was on a hunt.

• Dean always tried to get something for Sammy to open so it felt like Christmas, but he always felt bad that his childhood was ruined.

• As an adult Dean was more focused on hunting and saving people than holidays, he still tried to get Sammy something and it was easier now since he could pick him up an obscure lore book and he was golden.

That all changed when Dean met you, and ironically it was right around the holidays 

• You came into his life (also a hunter and certified badass in Dean’s book) and changed his whole idea of the holidays.

• The first holiday Dean was shocked when he and Sam came back from a hunt and the entire bunker was decorated, a tree complete with ornaments, garland anywhere and everywhere. There wasn’t a spot that didn’t have some sort of Christmas decoration.

• Dean enjoyed that you baked constantly, always making cookies, cakes and bars. Yeah he may be a pie man but he was known to steal a plate or two of cookies.

• As Christmas came closer he noticed wrapped boxes under the tree, many with his name on it but just as many for Sammy. He also counted a fair number for Castiel and Jack. Hell even Jodi had some along with Donna and Claire.

• Christmas Day came around Dean watched you make breakfast for him and Sammy with a happy almost giddy look on your face as you waited patiently for them.

•Dean allowed himself to be pulled into the library where the present pile seemed to have grown, frowning he sighed looking at you “You know sweetheart we aren’t big on Christmas” You just shrugged and said “Well you should be you deserve to celebrate like everyone else, you deserve the best”

• Dean watched you talk to Sammy and suddenly Castiel and Jack were there along with Donna, Jodi and Claire. Hell (pun not intended but it works) Crowley even showed up.

• He was even more shocked when you handed him a rather large bundle of presents, he felt ashamed that he had hardly gotten you  anything and now he was regretting not doing more.

• Handing you your gift Dean felt he had to say something “I hope you like this sweetheart, uh I wasn’t sure what to get  you”

• He watched you smile and open the gift, your eyes lighting up and he let out a grunt as you slammed into him hugging him tightly.

• Dean hadn’t been hugged for such a long time he had almost forgotten what it felt like, eventually he hugged you back.

• Looking at the  gifts you got him he started opening them,his smile widening with each one. He was shocked you had remembered things he had told you about months ago

• Dean smiled and quickly realized that Christmas was becoming one of his favorite holidays and it was thanks to you.

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[according2thelore]

holy SHIT that excerpt was so good!!!!!! the elliott ness / hitler bit was hilarious. omg everything i ever could have dreamed and more…. inherent characteristic of dean of all ages is that he is a little shit, and also that he will kill himself for sam.

i also love that baby sam describes grownup sam as barely holding it together. i feel like hearing that would break older dean’s heart but older sam would really just take it as, like, yeah. a little bit true.

do you ever think of them interacting w other characters in this au? cas dropping by, or crowley or rowena or someone calling, lol. if this is set in an elongated season 11, lucifer would be horrific. or… hmm. I feel like claire would be funny, little dean tries to hit on her and she’s just absolutely disgusted.

omg omg omg anon i am kissing you kissing you kissing you kissing you thank you so much!!!!!!!!!!

and haha, thank you! it's so fun to see dean freak out in the moment about meeting his idols (dr. sexy, elliot ness) that i can only imagine how ES!Dean would react to the info that he would actually get to meet them one day! ES!Dean would lose his SHIT if he found out s1e1 that picking up sam from college would allow him to hit on daphne from scooby doo. could you fucking imagine??

LS!Dean would stare angstily into the distance about the "barely holding it together" comment but LS!Sam would say something equivalent to: "ha! yeah. fair enough."

in my idea of how this universe works, i think they would text all their friends a very clear do not come over!! leave us alone until we say it's okay!! we are safe!! personal business!! and everyone thinks they're having a crazy sex weekend, so they definitely do not want to come over. i think once we start adding more characters, this thing gets messy bc how the fuck are we going to explain to ES!Sam&Dean who JUST found out that vampires are real that their best friend is an angel and he also possessed his vessel's daughter claire, that's why she's here and also a hunter and also a child, say hi claire! huh? oh yeah this isn't cas's body, this is a guy named jimmy. no we don't think he's still in there. anyway. he was god for a bit but not anymore and hm? how? oh he ate a bunch of souls. because the king of hell told him to. no not the devil, the king of hell. who's the devil? well. funny story--

but hypothetically i can get down! i love the way your brain works!!! i think it's super fun to imagine all the characters interacting with these squeaky-toy versions of sam and dean who are even more insular and weird as the seasons go on. ES!Sam&Dean are so earnest! and excited! hypothetically speaking, i think it would go like this:

i have been harboring a secret little headcanon that sam and dean's souls look similar, since they're soulmates. to humans, they all just look like balls of light, but for angels or demons...

it makes me think about if cas pops by, he almost...doesn't notice? at first? it depends on the season, but if he's a full-graced angel, he sees the soul first, not the "vessel."

so he pops into the bunker, like "hello, dean. your soul is bright today. can i meet you and sam in the library?" and pops back out. and ES!Sam and LS!Dean are stood there, blinking. and LS!Dean is like. "well. fuck."

and when they all assemble in the war room, castiel looks back and forth between the four of them. for a minute and half of pure silence. "did you have kids?"

"identical kids?" LS!Sam asks, incredulous. "like spores?"

and castiel says "one second." and squints even harder and says. "oh. i see. there are four of you. why did you do that?"

and of course, LS!Sam&Dean are all, "did we do it? we thought someone--on your...ah. team. did this."

and ES!Dean's says, "who's this asshole? oh shit. is he blind? my bad."

"this is our best friend. castiel." LS!Dean says, trying not to laugh. "he has a...religious family."

"is this the friend that tried to be god?" ES!Dean asks, skeptically, and LS!Dean hits LS!Sam on the back of the head, hard.

"it's not my fault! he has big eyes!" LS!Sam says by way of explanation, like that means anything to anyone besides ES!Sam.

"it's very true." castiel agrees solemnly, and both sams trade a look about which thing cas is responding to.

ES!Dean and cas would get along like a house on fire, which is to say...the winchesters don't have a great track record with those. but ES!Sam and cas?? oh boy. best friend alert. if it slips that cas is an angel, ES!Sam is big-eyed, heart-thumping, breathless excited, which none of the other 3/4 are too jazzed about. cas is quite pleased. he preens like a peacock.

"why yes. my true form would melt your eyeballs, samuel." and ES!Sam is almost bouncing up and down in glee. cas never calls sam samuel, but he thinks it adds a biblical affect that ES!Sam clearly appreciates.

they have tea together.

read: sam spills boiling water over his hand while trying to make them tea and cas takes a great deal of satisfaction in healing it. by holding his hand.

read: LS!Dean kicks open the imaginary door of the kitchen like OKAY. THAT'S ENOUGH. HE'S A CHILD. DROP THE BABY.

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crowley texts LS!Dean an ASMR video of someone reading threatening reddit comments (what fucked-up psychological warfare tactic is this??) and when ES!Dean sees the notification, he asks,

"who is the contact with the little devil picture and the...is that an egglant?"

"how did he change his name in my fucking phone? pizza hut. no one. what phone?" LS!Dean throws it across the room because he knows that without a shadow of a fucking doubt that crowley would unhinge his jaw and swallow ES!Sam&Dean whole if he got the chance. or at least desperately try to convince them into a threesome. 

there's no risk of that, but dean is NOT going to explain the 'king of hell' business, so he leaves it be.

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maybe jody (that introduction actually goes smashingly) would bring claire around one day, and, yeah anon, you're right. ES!Dean is a limpet. he's pulling out all the stops. he leans seductively against the table in the war room. he winks a lot. he breaks eye contact coquettishly. claire is stuck between finding it amusing and being horrifically disgusted. she audibly gags when dean smolders.

claire starts to say, "you do know i'm--"

and ES!Dean cuts her off with a shit-eating grin, "if you're about to say your age, don't. i like plausible deniability."

and claire nods for a second before suddenly reaching out, grabbing him, and flipping him over her shoulder. she breaks a chair with his flying body. no one helps him up.

if anything, this makes her hotter, and ES!Dean sees LS!Sam get genuinely angry at him for the first time when he says so.

"back off, dean. i'm serious."

and ES!Dean gets so immediately, blindingly hard that he has to go sulk in his room for a minute or thirty or risk showing the exact shape of his dick to the room at large.

"yes sir. sammy. what the fuck? i'm gonna--" runs into the wall. "i've gotta. fuck. no-- i mean. hahahahahahahahah---" *fading into the distance as dean waddles awkwardly away*

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(and hypothetically speaking, lucifer would be a fucking horror show. LS!Sam is literally covering ES!Sam with his body because didn't he get to ruin sam long enough? you don't get me any earlier. you can't touch him, i won't let you fucking touch him. ES!Dean can tell something is Not Good Bad Wrong Fucked and the sheer depth of terror, of trauma, scares the fucking shit out of him. he looks desperately to LS!Dean like a child looking at their father, can you fix this, how do we fix this? and no one has any answers. lucifer is obsessed. it's a nightmare.)

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anyway, lol! i hope you liked! this one was super fun to think about! dean is always kind of a skeeze, but early seasons especially so lol. i think a lot of people would have a field day w that! and ES!Sam is so earnest and trusting!

thank you again for this ask anon! i always love hearing which part of fics/these posts are folks favourites! kissing you!

have a great day! :)

-lizzy

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Pack chapter 22

Pairing: Alpha!Dean Winchester x Omega!Reader, Alpha!Sam Winchester x Omega!Madison

Series summary: Omega!Reader is thrown into a world she's not expecting when her mate turns out to be a hunter, and she's not used to Alpha & Omega Pack dynamics.

Chapter summary: The morning after your night alone.

Chapter warnings: reader self-conscious including about her body, but nothing particularly detailed

Word count: 2.6k (long one!)

A/N: I forgot to add the last chapter to the masterlist when I posted it, which I have now done. Sorry about that! Make sure you read it first.

This fulfils the nesting square of my 2023 SPN AU bingo.

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“Good morning Y/N, how’d you sleep?” Sam asked as I trudged into the kitchen.

I just groaned in response.

He chuckled, “You really are perfect for Dean. There's fresh coffee if you'd like some.” I nodded and he fetched me a cup.

I was halfway through before I thought of sharing my news. “Dean messaged me when he got to Claire, at like 3am.”

“Yeah, he messaged me too. He said he's going to work the case with her today, then decide if they stay for tomorrow. I think he realises she'll rebel even more if he dismisses her work.”

I nodded, focused back on my coffee.

“So what are we doing today?” I asked when I was feeling more awake.

“That’s up to you. We can do some more lore if you'd like, you can spend the day reading or watching TV, or you can put yourself in Madison's hands and let her go crazy keeping you entertained.”

I laughed. “Maybe we can do some lore and then I'll see if I'm up for Madi entertainment.”

“Good choice. Grab some breakfast and then meet me in the library. I'll fill Mads in when she's out of the shower.”

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Sam had me try reading some lore myself and try to make sense of it, all related to the topics we'd covered yesterday. I didn't realise how complicated killing monsters was!

After a while I was feeling tired and run down, so I headed off to Dean's room for a nap. It was probably just the poor sleep I’d had last night without Dean around. I snuggled into his pillow and fell asleep instantly.

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I woke later. I was not feeling better. I felt so cold, but I was drenched in sweat. My joints ached, it was hard to move them at all.

It took a lot of effort, but I made it to the door finally. I was going to call out for Sam and Madi, hope that they had medication for whatever illness must've struck me down.

I opened the door but felt out of breath with the effort of crossing the room. I had to get my breath back before I could call out.

Suddenly, I heard hurried footsteps.

“Y/N?” Sam called, sounding worried. “We're coming.”

How did he know I needed him?

He rounded the corner a few seconds later, Madison hot on his heels.

“I think I'm sick,” I wheezed out.

“Omega, you're in heat,” he said gently. “I smelt it as soon as you opened the door.”

“But this feels- I've never felt like I was dying before!” I started to fall as I used up all my energy complaining. Sam quickly caught me and carried me back to Dean's bed. Now that he said it, I could feel slick gathering between my legs, but given how much sweat I was covered in, I hadn't really noticed before.

His phone started ringing. It said 'Claire Novak’ on the caller ID.

He answered and put it on speaker, “Hey Claire.”

“Sam! Dean just went into a rut and he is fucking mental! What the hell do I do?!”

I thanked my lucky stars that my body had settled on Dean, that our cycles had aligned. But now I just had to get to him, to be claimed. I shivered. What if my heat finished before I got to him?

“First, tell him Y/N is in heat,” Sam said to Claire. “It will reassure him some.”

“Sam says Y/N is in heat,” she said slightly muffled, like she'd turned the phone away. “He's growling, hang on.”

There were some strange noises and then Dean’s voice, much lower than normal, “Omega?”

“I'm here Alpha,” I managed.

“You... ok?” he sounded like speaking was hard for him.

“Yeah, I'll be ok.” I didn't want to tell him how unwell I felt.

Sam gave me a knowing look and said, “Alpha, can you put Claire back on? I'm going to work with her to get you two together.” Dean growled slightly throughout, but the sounds of the phone passing happened again.

“Sam?” Claire asked. “He didn't say anything, he just gave me the phone back.”

“Ok,” Sam continued, “The next thing you do is that you submit to him. If you start challenging him when he is in an unfilled rut, away from the Omega he is yet to claim, he is going to go feral. I recommend calling him 'Alpha’ and barring your neck if he gets antsy.”

“Great,” she deadpanned. The teenage sass was practically dripping.

“And then you get him back here, as fast as you can.”

“What about the case?” she asked petulantly.

“Claire, I promise, we will help you on this case. But this is literally the second time he has gone into a rut after finding his mate, their mating has already been threatened by factors outside their control. They cannot miss this opportunity. Plus I’ve got an Omega here who’s about to go through the worst heat of her life, she needs him.”

I gulped at Sam’s words.

“Ok, I get it. Sorry. I’ll get him back.”

“Thanks Claire.”

“Bye.”

Sam hung up and turned to me. “It's gonna be a while before they can get here, so we need to get you comfortable.”

“What- what if he doesn’t?”

“That's not going to happen. You've only just gone into heat, and even your normal heat probably lasts longer than one day?” I nodded. “This one is likely to be longer, and worse. Dean got to Claire in about half a day. There is plenty of time, Omega.”

I sniffled and he stroked my hair gently.

“How about we get you some painkillers and a cool bath or shower to try and drop this fever a bit, and then Madi can stay with you. I don't think you're going to want to be around another Alpha too much, but I'll help with the cooling down because I don't think you can hold yourself up right now. Does that sound ok?”

I nodded, too tired and achey to reply.

“I'm going to take off some of your clothes, ok?” I half-heartedly nodded. “Omega, I need your words. I'm not going to do anything you don't consent to.”

“Yes,” I mumbled.

“Ok, thank you.” He started to pull Dean's flannel off me and I whined. “I know, I know, we’ll get back to Dean’s scent as soon as we can. Now, bath or shower?”

I shrugged. He kept gently removing my clothes until I was in just my underwear. I wished he was Dean. Partway through Madi had brought me painkillers and water, but I didn't feel any better yet. Everything ached and every so often I shivered, although Sam assured me I was actually hot.

“I'm going to carry you to the bathroom, ok?” I nodded and he lifted me up bridal style. I leant my head on his shoulder and, whilst he smelled reassuringly like Pack, I just wanted Dean. I started to cry.

“I know, I know,” he murmured reassuringly. “We’re gonna get Dean back as fast as we can, ok? And you're gonna feel a bit better soon. You're gonna be ok.”

He made it to the bathroom where Madi was standing next to the full bath. “Ready?” he asked me.

“Yes,” I mumbled.

He went to his knees and lowered me into the water. It felt strange at first and I clung to Sam's neck, but after a few moments it felt better and I let go of him.

“Now, ordinarily we'd leave you alone, but I don't think you're well enough for that right now.”

I nodded. I felt too weak to do much more, which was probably Sam's point.

Madi wet a face washer and put it on my forehead. I lay back and closed my eyes. I was starting to feel a little bit better. My joints weren't aching quite as much.

I relaxed.

“Hey, hey,” Sam said, tapping my face. I didn't know how much time had passed. “No falling asleep in the bath.” I blearily opened my eyes and tried to glare at him. He chuckled, “I'm not about to let you drown in our own house.”

I started to get uncomfortable, trying to find a way to position myself. And the water was starting to feel cold. Sam must've noticed my fidgeting as he said, “How about we get you out?” I nodded. “You wanna try standing up?” I nodded again and he reached in, lifting me out and gently placing me on my feet on the mat. Madi wrapped me in a towel.

I was still too sore to do much other than whimper as Madi dried me off. It was like having the worst case of flu ever.

Slick flooded out of me into my wet undies and down my legs. I saw Sam's nostrils flare as he smelled it, and he swallowed thickly.

“Are- are you ok?” I asked him, suddenly worried that he might be unable to control his reactions.

“Yes, sorry I scared you. I'm not going to hurt you. The scent of Omega in heat is just a bit, uh, overwhelming to Alpha senses. But it's fine,” he said with a reassuring smile.

I felt like I knew what he meant. His Alpha smell was starting to get overpowering. I scrunched my nose up a little as I smelled him and he chuckled.

“I think you're entering the horny phase of heat,” Madi observed wryly. “Let's get you back to your room and we can kick Sam out before you start scratching him for getting too close to you.” Sam laughed.

“Huh?”

“I might have clawed Dean when he came into the kitchen and surprised me when I was in heat one time,” she said with a smirk. “He was literally just walking past but I, uh, reacted with claws before my brain engaged. Anyway, enough about me, I think you're dry enough.”

“Are you ok if I pick you up again?” Sam asked me.

I was still feeling weak and shaky, so I nodded. He lifted me into his arms and my skin started to crawl. I didn't like Sam touching me, he was wrong, wrong!

“It's ok, I'm going to put you down and leave in just a sec,” he murmured. I was holding myself tense, probably having my facial expressions tell the story of my discomfort.

I suddenly realised I was starting to growl.

I couldn't stop.

He placed me on Dean's bed and hastily backed away. I grabbed Dean's flannel and rubbed it over my face, utterly enthralled with its scent.

“Message me if you need anything,” he said to Madi. “I'll keep you in the loop if I hear anything from Claire or Dean.”

He left. I stopped growling.

“Alright, let's get you out of those wet things,” Madi said.

I tried to reach behind me to unclasp my bra, but my arms were too weak to undo it. I started to cry, scared and annoyed about what was happening to me.

Madi sat next to me and wrapped her arm around my back. “I promise, it'll get better. I think you're feeling rubbish right now partly because of your massive fever, and partly because you're away from your mate. When Dean gets here, I promise it will get better.”

“Omega biology sucks.”

“Oh, so much! Ruts look way easier to get through than the shit we have to put up with.”

“Was it like this for you? I didn't expect to feel this much like I’d been hit by a truck.”

“No, I had Sam with me. So whilst I felt bad when it started, we pretty quickly got to dealing with it. And it sucks you don't have Dean, but he is on his way. You just gotta hang in there for a bit longer.”

I sniffled. More slick flooded out of me, for no apparent reason, and I felt weirdly like my skin was missing something. I started to fidget, trying to work out what I was feeling.

“Ok, ok, before you get all antsy, let's get you in fresh clothes.” I’d almost forgotten my bra and undies were wet from the bath, so distracted by the various painful and strange sensations from my body. I let Madi help me out of them and into a pair of summer pyjamas.

I grabbed Dean's flannel again, rubbing it over me. Then I smelled his pillow, bringing that to me too. I tried to wrap them around me, whining when it wouldn't work.

“You ever built a nest before, Y/N?”

“Huh?”

“I think you’re trying to nest. Hang on,” she pulled out her phone and tapped away at it.

 I couldn't focus on what she was doing, I was too busy trying to work out what to do with Dean's things. I'd positioned myself over his side of the bed, throwing back the covers so I could smell it better. I kept moving his pillow and his flannel around, but it just wouldn't do what I wanted. I was starting to shiver again, and Madison held her hand to my forehead.

“Fuck,” she muttered, “you're burning up again.”

A few moments later there was a knock at the door and Sam pushed a laundry basket of clothes in. I growled at him. I didn't mean to, I just couldn't help it. He quickly shut the door.

I finally smelt the clothes, now that Sam's wrongness had gone. Dean!! I reached out weakly to the basket and Madi picked it up and brought it to me.

“I asked Sam to get all of the clothes out of the hamper that were yours or Dean's and smelled like Dean. I thought you might like to use them in your nest.”

I purred at her and set about arranging the clothes. I don't think I've ever purred in my life.

I had to admit, now that I was putting things where they felt most right, I was clearly making a nest on the bed. I was surrounding myself in Dean's scent, picking up each item and carefully deciding where exactly to put it.

Once it was done, I tried to position myself in it. It wasn't big enough. It wasn't quite right. I wanted Dean!! I whined.

My skin was feeling strange again. I tried to scratch it to make myself feel better. But it wasn't quite itchy? It was something else. I rubbed it. Yes, that was better. But it still wasn't right.

I moved my hands around on my body. It felt a bit better. But not enough. Now I was getting frustrated that it wasn't feeling better enough.

I whined again.

“Where are your toys?” Madi asked me.

“What toys?”

“Sex toys. Can't you tell you’re getting super horny?”

Oh. Maybe that's why my skin felt weird. And why it didn't feel like the right touching. It didn't feel like normal arousal, and I’d been so distracted by everything else, I hadn't even recognised it.

I moved my hands lower. I slipped my fingers under the waistband of my shorts and approached my clit. Fuck it was sensitive right now!

I tried to get Dean's scent. I tried to find the best way to be in my nest. I tried to rub myself, but it felt like trying to tickle yourself. I wasn’t getting anywhere. My skin was crawling again and my joints were aching. I was so annoyed!

Madi appeared in front of me. I had forgotten all about her. She held out her hand.

“Try this,” she said as she handed me a vibrator. “Trust me.”

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[stardewremixed]

SDV + SVE Pairings

This is just random fluff headcanon about good pairings in Stardew Valley, imo.

Alex

+ Abigail (already wrote a post on this adorable pairing)

+ Penny (something tells me he would be super protective of her and just the kind of adventure she needs and she would be so good to Evelyn and George, endearing him even more)

Elliott

+ Olivia (from SVE - a little May-December romance going on here)

+ Penny (he would take such good care of her, showering her with praise and adoration, and she deserves it)

+ Claire (from SVE - she's half-in-love with him already as an avid reader of his books; he would just lap up the praise)

+ Sophia (from SVE - the wine is what brings them together and love of fantasy)

Shane

+ Emily (I think she would be a good influence in his life, a bit mothering at times, but he needs a firm supporter and cheerleader in his corner when he's detoxing, plus she would spoil Jas rotten)

+ Haley (an odd pairing at first glance, but this headcanon, though not explicitly Haley, has me convinced these two would make a good pair somehow)

+ Abigail (this girl LOVES the egg hunt, and gets super into talking about chickens with him; and he kinda likes watching her from a distance, not quite sure what to make of this purple-haired beauty, but he is attracted to her joy and silliness, and she just wants to bring a smile to his face and make him happy)

+ Leah (she would not put up with his bullcrap; she would dish it right back; she would hang in there with him like a champ while he detoxed and tell him what he needs to hear; and she would be good to Jas, plus she lives close by; and I think he would appreciate homecooked meals as he eats a lot of pizza at the Saloon and frozen dinners from Joja at home; I don't think Marnie cooks much; and he would appreciate her passion for art and the outdoors, particularly their shared fondness for Cindersap Woods; she could keep up with him when he is at his best; and these two would be fire together in bed)

Magnus (Wizard from SVE)

+ Emily (something tells me this pairing would be magical *wink wink*)

+ Olivia (SVE - I'm not sure why, but this works in my head and he would give her the best "trinkets;" and he would greatly admire her first-editions collection and appreciate the library she has cultivated; somehow I also think it would be really funny for these two to get high together like she did in college in the '70s)

Harvey

+ Penny (he would also take very good care of her, and he's established with a solid career, older, a bit more experienced, and help her work through PTSD of living with an alcoholic mom)

+ Leah (oh she definitely is a capable, independent woman and catches his eye, and she likes teasing and spoiling him with goods from the woods *face palm* did not mean to make that rhyme. She would bring him salads and healthy meals and they'd enjoy a good bottle of wine or a good cup of coffee together)

+ Haley (he would spoil her and call her princess, and she would dote on him; it's all very flattering; he would also invite her to spruce up the clinic and let her display her photography; and when she cries and has a bad day, he would give her the TLC she needs; and I think she would be generous with the massages and kisses; plus, I know, this is a bit shallow, but he has a well-respected job and some money, which would impress her)

+ Claire (SVE - these two intellectuals would never run out of things to talk about, even though they are both quiet people; and they would be comfortable with the quiet; I could see them spending lazy rainy afternoons and evenings together, just reading, some soft jazz on in the background)

Sebastian

+ Leah (she would scare the hell outta him initially, but he would be secretly impressed by her woodchopping and have mad respect for her independence and fall madly in love with this redhead; she would give him the space he needs, uninterrupted, so he could work without his family constantly butting in; and I see her spoiling this touch-starved man with good food and tender loving care)

+ Haley (another odd pairing, BUT, hear me out, I think she'd ask him for help fixing her iPhone or iPad or something and at first, would be kinda annoyed by his aloofness, but then somehow would make it her mission to make sure this boy had the 'sweets;' like she would bake him a cake every week and hope something else would break just so she could see him again; he would think she's spoiled and annoying at first, but gradually grow to appreciate her artistic abilities - like seeing her out in the rain one day photographing frogs and the river and being impressed with her work; also he would secretly stalk her Instagram just so he could figure out where she was in town and casually 'bump' into her; I could see him being super into black & white photography; as Haley softens up and matures a bit, he could see himself pursuing her; and she would be totally down to follow him to Zuzu so he could pursue his dreams)

+ Claire (from SVE - it would start with them both wanting the same book at the library; of course, Seb would let her have it, but she promised to return it when she was done and let him check it out, and she stays true to her word; these two are both quiet individuals so I could see them reading together on a rainy day in the library, and seeing each other often enough, asking what the other is reading, and then gradually it becoming a habit to sit together; another girl he would introduce to digitized books; also Claire strikes me as a secret geek, totally down to try DnD and enjoying Journey of the Prairie King)

Sam

+ Scarlet (from SVE - technically not a romance candidate, but I like the idea of these two together; she is into anime and theater and cosplay and he likes her geeky side and how enthusiastically she talks about it with anyone who will listen; plus I think, she would appreciate his wicked guitar skills)

+ Emily (a little weird as a pairing, and she is an older woman, BUT, he likes how she takes care of him, bringing him a scarf on a windy day, giving him a Claritin when his spring allergies get bad, carrying around a first-aid kit when he bangs up his elbows and knees skateboarding, and keeping an eye on him when he's drinking at the Saloon; I think she enjoys having someone to take care of, someone who is carefree and happy-go-lucky like she is and open to trying anything)

+ Sophia (from SVE - what can I say? I think Sam is attracted to smart, competent, independent women; I also think they would bond because her parents died when she was younger, and he deeply misses his dad, even after Kent comes back and is suffering with PTSD; Sophia would help him through navigating it having navigated it herself; and she would appreciate his joy in life, plus I could see them both being geeky together)

Lance

+ Abigail (think of the adventures these two could/would have - enough said)

+ Scarlet (from SVE - for similar reasons as Abigail - I think she would enjoy going on adventures with Lance)

+ Leah (they are both strong and independent people, dedicated to their work, capable of being on their own for awhile, but I do think the passion would burn hot between these two)

+ Claire (SVE - she would swoon a little, to go on adventures she has only read about, and he would love to show her the world *cue Aladdin music now*)

+ Olivia (SVE - a little odd at first, but she likes that he is worldly and traveled and he appreciates her voracious appetite for literature and her cultured background; they are intellectual equals)

Victor (SVE)

+ Maru (I just love the idea of these two together; she might come over to borrow a book about astronomy and they would stay up late into the night discussing space exploration, robotics, and engineering; these two intellectuals would always enjoy each other's company and help the other with their projects; plus they both understand what it's like to have a 'hovering' parent and wouldn't mind escaping together every once in awhile)

+ Penny (another intellectual pairing; I also think he would take good care of her and enjoy spoiling her, maybe even designing a home for them to live in as an engineer; and she would fall madly in love with his library and adore how he had read all the same books she has)

Gus (not really a love interest... but... I couldn't help myself)

+ Penny (yes, you guessed it, she is attracted to men who can take care of her, and secretly loves being spoiled; they would work together in the community garden, and he always ensures she has enough food at home; she appreciates how he has always looked out for her; while kind-of a dad figure to her, now as an adult, she sees him in a whole new light - and finds herself feeling things she never thought she would; and he always saw her as much too young for him, but he admires her resilience and is beyond flattered when she confesses her feelings to him; age is just a number, right?; plus these two would be great teachers together, maybe cooking classes in the newly restored community center; and then some sensual cooking and foodplay in his apartment)

Clint

+ Sophia (SVE - as two respected business-owners in town, they would initially have that in common; after being rejected by Emily, Clint's heart is tender and raw; he doesn't think he will love again; She takes some projects to him and appreciates his attention to detail; she finds herself lingering even after she's dropped something off or after she's paid and picked up her item; one day she asks him to deliver something out to her vineyard, but then he gets stuck during a snowstorm; she cooks him a meal, something he hasn't had in a long time; he is touched by her generosity and hospitality; Sophia longs to make him feel better and to help him heal after rejection, but she's super shy and he's a bit too; so maybe she starts with an innocent invitation to dinner after that first one they had by accident because of the snow storm, but then they start enjoying a few meals together, and a glass of wine/beer at the Saloon, and soon he's walking her home on Friday nights, until one night... she invites him inside for more than just a nightcap... and...)

Who's your favorite? Any particular pairing from above that you'd like to see me write together in a "headcanon" post?

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[awakenthemusic]

Swap-Meat

Cas' first thought was, We never, ever should have let Dean and Claire organize the storage rooms by themselves.

Tags: Short fic, ~550 words, Humor

For Suptober 2023 Day 12 - Swap-Meat

Under the cut or on Ao3

Cas' first thought was, We never, ever should have let Dean and Claire organize the storage rooms by themselves.

Sam took the words right out of Cas' mouth. "What the hell did you do?"

"He did it," Claire said immediately in Dean's voice, overlapping with Dean as he said, "She did it," in Claire's voice.

Dean shuffled awkwardly, started to fold his arms defensively over his (Claire's) chest, then flung them apart like he'd been burned.

"Watch it," Claire growled in Dean's voice.

"I'm trying," Dean replied in Claire's much higher register, returning his (her) arms back where they'd been before, hovering stiffly a little too far away from the sides of Claire's body.

Sam sighed. "You touched something you weren't supposed to, didn't you?"

Dean shot a panicked look down at the body he was inhabiting before jerking his eyes away again. "No, I didn't."

"Not th—" Sam let out a frustrated huff. "I meant, you touched some kind of cursed object while you were sorting through boxes, didn't you."

Both Dean and Claire shuffled nervously, the light glowing up from the map table highlighting the fact that their eyes wouldn't meet anyone else's.

Sam was completely exasperated now, "Did you both touch it?"

Dean and Claire immediately began talking over each other, blame volleying back and forth as they argued over who had done what first.

"They were just a couple of little lady statues, Sammy. How the hell were we supposed to know they were gonna do this," Dean said, flailing an arm between himself and Claire.

Sam rolled his eyes. "Did you bring them with you, or do I need to go get them?"

Claire pulled two wooden statuettes out of Dean's jacket pockets and placed them on the table as Dean complained quietly about women's fashion. "Seriously, who the hell makes clothes with such small pockets? You can't even get your phone in the things, much less anything else."

The twin figures stood about nine inches tall, their definitely female forms carved from dark wood with matching necklaces made of tiny shells.

"I assume," Cas said as he took a closer look. "That you tried touching them again in the same way you did the first time?"

Claire— No, Dean (her vocal cords, but his inflection) said, "Yeah, no dice."

Cas frowned down at the statuettes. "They're Ibeji statues, traditionally from an area of Africa around what is now Southern Nigeria, though these appear to be Central American in origin. Twins are believed to have divine powers in the Yoruba religion, but I've never heard of Ibeji statues being used for this purpose before."

"I'll see what I can find in the Men of Letters files," Sam sighed and stepped into the library.

Dean pulled out a chair and slumped down into it, groaning up at the ceiling. "I'm never touching anything in the storage rooms again."

"Me neither," Claire agreed flopping down across from him.

Cas shook his head with a fond grin. He'd give them about three days before their curiosity, or boredom, got the better of them and they were back to poking around where they shouldn't.

"Hey, I was freaking out too bad to ask earlier," Claire said, narrowing a suspicious look at Dean. "How are you so good at walking in my high-heel boots?"

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[samsexualdeancurious]

Who Knows? (Everyone Knows)

Pairing: Sam x Castiel

Words: 1,440

Summary: Sam and Cas think no one knows about their relationship.

Warnings: Secretly dating, a teensy bit of nsfw content, set sometime in early s11-ish.

---

“Popcorn?” Sam asks, swinging his legs off the side of the bed.

Castiel considers this for a moment. He’s stripped down to his boxers - no more fully dressed angels in Sam’s bed unless they’re heading for stages of undress, thank you very much. He might be a stranger to societal norms but shoes? No. - and has made himself comfortable under the covers. “I might have a handful or two,” he decides.

Sam nods and leans over to press a kiss to his boyfriend’s forehead. “All right. Get Netflix set up and I’ll be right back.”

The floor of the bunker is cold underfoot as Sam makes his way to the kitchen. He finds the last back of popcorn in the cupboard and makes a mental note to add it to the grocery list as he tears open the plastic. He pops the bag in the microwave and leans against the counter while he waits. His eyes find the fridge, considering grabbing a beer before he heads back to his room. Cas won’t want one, he knows, but maybe he’ll take two.

Dean comes in as the popcorn starts doing its thing. “That the last one?” he asks, making a beeline to the fridge for a beer of his own.

“Yup.”

“I’ll add it to my list for tomorrow. Beer?”

He tips one towards Sam and cracks it open when he gets a nod in response. Sam accepts the bottle. He keeps one eye on the microwave, listening carefully for the pops to slow down.

“Maybe we should get an air popper or something,” Sam muses as Dean rummages through the fridge, trying to decide what to snack on. “We seem to go through a lot of it.”

“That’s because it’s good. We could get one of those carnival machines. The red ones with the pot thing, like they have at the movies.”

“And put it where? The library?”

“Hell yeah. Popcorn would make research slightly more bearable.”

Sam rolls his eyes and stops the microwave. “You can still have that with an air popper. Plus, it would fit on the kitchen counter and be healthier.”

Dean makes a face, emerging from the fridge with his chosen snack - leftover pizza from the day before. “You’re no fun.”

“Not all of us can live on red meat and cheese. Where’s the popcorn bowl?”

“On the drying rack. And that’s too bad for you. Speaking of ‘us’, where’s Cas? He was here earlier but I can’t find him now.”

Sam retrieves the bowl, forcing himself to stay relaxed and his expression neutral. “I don’t know. Why, do you need him for something?”

Dean shrugs, mouth already full of cold pizza even though he could definitely microwave it. Sam’s never really understood that, even though it was basically a delicacy for his roommates in his dorm days. “Nah, I just didn’t hear him leave. He usually lets us know where he’s going.”

Sam makes a noncommittal noise and pours steaming popcorn into the bowl. Sam knows Dean isn’t homophobic. That’s not why he’s insisted on keeping his relationship with Cas secret, at least for these early months while they found their rhythm as a couple. What he’s really been worried about is how Dean will react to him and Cas. Specifically Cas. Dean’s brother and Dean’s best friend. “He’ll probably shoot you a text at some point.”

“Yeah, and it’ll be half emoji.”

Sam can’t help a laugh at that. Cas is fond of emojis. He blames Claire. “I’ll let you know if I hear from him.”

“Yeah, you do that.”

Popcorn and beer in hand, Sam returns to his room. Cas is right where Sam left him but Netflix is pulled up on the TV now and their current movie night selection - Interstellar - is waiting to be played.

“Popcorn acquired,” Sam says as he locks the bedroom door. “Comfy?”

“Very. C’mere.”

Sam is more than happy to set his bowl and beer on the bedside table and crawl under the covers beside Cas. He settles with his back propped against the headboard, Cas tucked under his arm with his head pillowed on Sam’s chest.

“Ready?” Cas asks.

Sam nods, reaching for the popcorn to settle it in his lap where they can both reach it. “Ready.”

--

Before Cas, Sam hadn’t slept with someone else in the bed since Jess. He thought it would take him a while to adjust to having someone tucked against his body, their warmth mingling with his, their breath on his skin. The first night he spent with Castiel in his bed, though, was the best night of sleep he’d had in years. With Cas there, Sam’s nightmares have dropped to rare occurrences and when they do happen, they’re soothed away by the angel’s cool palm on his forehead. Cas doesn’t sleep but he enjoys laying with Sam, meditating and resting while Sam gets his eight hours.

The downside of all these perks, though, is Sam struggles more with getting started in the morning. Why go for a run when it’s cold and dark when he can stay in bed and burn off calories in some… other ways? He doesn’t often allow himself to cave to this urge - he needs to keep up his routine for his own sanity - but this morning, the weather app on his phone says it’s raining and cold. Running in the rain is the last thing he wants to do, especially when Cas is tracing warm fingertips over the point of Sam’s hipbone where his t-shirt has ridden up.

Sam hums softly, stretching and returning his phone to his bedside table. “Feels nice.”

Cas kisses the back of his shoulder in response. “Are you going?”

“No. The weather sucks.” Sam twists around under the covers to face his boyfriend, bumping noses as he gets settled on his other side. “Besides, I’d much rather be here.”

Cas’s hand curls around Sam’s hip as their lips meet, pressing their bodies together from chest to knees. Sam sighs happily against Cas’s mouth and allows himself to get lost in this. His morning wood is perking up, very interested in the proceedings, but neither of them move to take things further than this. It’s not often they can take their time and just sink into the simple intimacy of a good make out. Sam would like for it to eventually lead to something more, though, if Cas is feeling up for it.

“Yo! Sammy! You up?”

Sam groans, tearing his mouth away from his lover’s and pressing his face into Castiel’s bare shoulder. Dean bangs loudly on the door.

“Fuck off, Dean!” Sam shouts back.

“Knew you were in there. Jody called with a hunt.”

Cas chuckles softly as Sam, very gently, bangs his forehead against the point of Cas’s shoulder a few times. “Go on,” he encourages. “See what it’s about.”

“Don’t wanna.”

“Then tell him you’d rather stay home.”

Sam huffs, nods, and sits up. He shoves the blankets off his legs and pads over the bedroom door, opening it enough to see Dean while making sure his body blocks any view of the bed. “What.”

“Jody. Hunt. You comin’? Sounds like a poltergeist and Jody’s got some sheriff thing this weekend, so she can’t go.”

Of course not. “Where?”

“‘Bout six hours north, grumpy gills. Did I interrupt something? Cas give you blue balls?”

Sam’s brain stutters to a halt at that, struggling to process what Dean just said. “... what?”

Dean rolls his eyes. “I know he’s in there. Where else would he be? He hasn’t left. His coat’s in the library.”

Sam can only stare.

“What?”

“You know?”

Dean gives him a look that says that’s the dumbest question Sam probably could’ve asked. “Uh. Yeah. I know. You might be the brains of this operation but I’m not blind.” He stands on his toes to peek over Sam’s shoulder and waves. “Hi, Cas.”

“Hello, Dean.”

“You got him out of the suit,” Dean observes. “I didn’t know it came off.”

“Dean, seriously-”

“What?”

“You’re okay with this?”

Dean lifts one incredulous brow at Sam. “Why wouldn’t I be?”

Now Sam feels a little dumb. “I dunno.”

“For someone so bright, you sure can be dumb. Claire figured it out first anyways.”

“Claire knows?” Sam’s given up on trying to hide Cas from Dean’s eyes. There’s no point. “How-?”

“Dunno. Teenage girl intuition or something, I guess. Anyways. That hunt? You can bring your boyfriend.”

Sam’s cheeks warm at Dean calling Cas his boyfriend. “Um. Yeah. Cas? Wanna come with?”

“Of course. I will need to put on clothes first.”

“Yeah,” Dean chuckles. “Please do.”

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[pisspope]

just got the order from my boss that i have to fill 600 bottles of olive oil in the next couple of weeks so here are some aot shitty job hcs

- Sasha works at Claire's and does those awful ear piercings with surgical precision. She's the only one working most days and she has one of those concealed carry purses just in case shit goes down

- Connie works at the Jimmy John's next door and he always reeks of garlic and yeast. He and Sasha became friends because she thinks he smells good. Sometimes he comes over after his shift and gives her literal bread crumbs and pieces of lettuce.

- Levi works at the DMV and Hange works at the library and they sit in the back and talk smack during government meetings

- Reiner works at Hooter's Reiner works at a big box store doing inverntory. he's home late most nights and his schedule is absolutely fucked. luckily he starts late enough where he can catch gabis softball games and falcos choir concerts. he's started smoking incense because the heady aroma helps him sleep during the day

- Marco works at a mall build-a-bear but he's so good at his job that his boss overworks him. tbh he's thinking about quitting to work with Jean at the starbucks in the mall cafeteria. but he enjoys the birthday parties and the smiles on the kids faces too much and just resolves to make the most of it

- Jean is the Token Man who works at starbucks and he's got regulars who come just because they have little crushes on him. he writes hearts next to their names on their cups and watches with glee as they slip more money in the tip jar

- Bertholdt works at one of those kids gymnasiums with the trampoline floors and the weird blocks you can drown in. No one knows how he got the job because he's clumsy as hell and visibly cringes when a kid starts crying

- Mikasa is in an MLM selling baby clothes or perfumes or something. She knows it's shitty but it pays the bills. If anyone asks what she does for a living she says she's a mma fighter and will give them a demonstration if they ask again

- Annie works at Spencer's and makes it everybody's problem. basically squidward at the krusty krab. "Buying some weed socks? Daring today, aren't we."

- Porco works at one of those vapor and e-cig stores. he loves to flaunt his knowledge about different cartridges and even experiments with his own mixes. he's ended up in the hospital from accidental nicotine poisoning at least three times

- Armin is the young guy at factories that they pay to crawl into the machines and pull out pieces of rubber and other hardware refuse. he's got a stack of random tools in the back of his car and he doesn't know what any of them do

- Eren works at the gas station and sells drugs by the back door. He likes to sit and watch the security cameras and pretend he's god. he goes home to his apartment with a basket of gas station chicken and he, armin, and mikasa just hang out. when the three of them are together, there's nowhere he'd rather be

- Pieck works at Ulta. she doesn't wear makeup, rarely brushes her hair all the way through, and her perfume is from the dollar store. she is by far the stores most popular employee. she's as baffled as everybody else

#attack on titan #attack on titan headcanons #cat thots #sasha braus #reiner braun #eren yaeger #etc etc #aot

[lost-between-letters]

Let's Fight Tonight

Pairing: Jack Kline X Reader (she/her), side Destiel, side Claire X Kaia

Warnings: guns, fake death (as in no one actually dies but take care if you are sensitive to that kinda stuff), some making out

Word Count: 1,277

Summary: what says romance better than a good old battle where you're guarding your loved one's back?

A/N: beta'ed by the lovely @ohwowimlonley (so I'm blaming typos on her (no I don't))

Outraged shouts and guns going off filled the air.

"Jack!" Y/N whisper-shouted as she spotted the boy crouching behind a bookcase, gun pressed close to his body. He was unharmed though he turned and aimed at her with inhuman speed before recognition passed over his face.

Relief followed soon after. "They didn't get to you yet?"

"I'm faster than I look."

Jack nodded grimly and made to speak but stopped short and dragged her to the ground with him.

Moments later, his gun was going off at someone behind Y/N. Maniac laughter told them that Jack had missed though. Gabriel. He had been on Y/N's heels since this all began. Got Claire with a shot in the back before Y/N could save her. Jody would never let her hear the end of it for that - or Claire for that matter.

"Shit," Y/N voiced what they both were thinking when more footsteps approached, "any plans?"

"Shoot and hope?" Jack supplied. So pretty much their entire tactic for the day. And it had been supposed such a quiet day, spending time with people your own age for once. Oh what had become of that?

Yeah whatever. Wasn't like it would kill them or anything. "One last kiss?"

Jack smiled softly at the request and leaned over to press their lips together. His hand slid around her neck for just a moment and squeezed gently.

"I love you," Y/N breathed against his lips. She leaned their foreheads together as the steps grew louder, savouring the feeling of tender closeness before the fight would take them.

They had just gotten to their feet - standing with their backs to the bookshelf with just enough space between them to give the other room to fight - when a familiar voice echoed through the library.

"Told ya kids you can't win." Dean was coming from the left while Cas was rounding in on them from the right.

Both of them were walking the self assured walk of a warrior ready to take the win; their guns raised in perfect unison at the couple. Dean and his angel weren't here to take prisoners.

So Y/N and Jack had to be faster.

"What makes you think that?" Y/N stepped forward and deliberately drew their attention on her.

Worked like a charm too. Dean huffed, a smirk dancing over his face. "Oh I don't know maybe the fact the we've got you cornere-"

The hunter went down with a surprised sputter when Jack hit him straight in the chest.

And then all hell broke loose.

Sam - having heard his brother going down from some other part of the bunker - was suddenly right there, Gabriel at his side, and attacking Jack.

Meanwhile Castiel had turned towards Y/N who was determined to keep her stand next to her boyfriend. If they were going down, they were doing it together.

Guns were abandoned for fists and legs as the proximity didn't allow them, lest they wanted to accidentally hit someone on their team.

One shove sent Y/N to the ground, slithering to where Dean was laying. A grave mistake.

His hand was a vice around her ankle and pinned her to the ground with him. And here she had been thinking that he had been out already.

Jack - sweet Jack - noticed Y/N's peril almost immediately and bit and clawed his way over to her. "Leave her alone!"

"Yeah Dean-o no cheating," Gabriel sing-songed unexpectedly from the sidelines.

Wait, why wasn't anyone attacking them?

A glance to the prowl near the bookshelf confirmed Y/N's greatest hopes. Alex and Kaia were holding their own against two of the greatest hunters/warriors she knew. And that was saying a lot. Hell, they even were holding Gabriel back somehow - though he seemed more entertained than actually struggling.

Hey, whatever got them to the win.

Only that Dean had used her moment of observation to press his gun into her back.

"You tell me what you did to Charlie or I will pull the trigger," Dean threatened, his attention on Jack.

"You should be dead," Jack retorted and aimed again.

Which made Dean press harder. Y/N laughed. "You wanna know what happened to Charlie?"

She used the fracture of a second where his grip loosened and swung her free leg over his body.

"I shot her."

And then she shot Dean as well. This time, he stayed down.

"Dean!" Castiel lunged without thinking when he heard the body hit the ground for good.

His mistake.

Kaia took the opening as it was and shot him just as Alex got Gabriel.

Now only Sam was standing. With four victory high young adults turning towards him. He hadn't had the slightest of chance. He had been one of their best teachers after all.

"We won." The statement uttered with a sense of wonder came from Kaia. Her eyes were trained on the bodies around her, then slowly lifted to her team. Where one was missing.

"We did." Y/N nodded, a huge grin taking over her face.

They actually defeated them! A bunch of kids!

Jack was a step further already. Laughing freely. Without so much as warning, he drew her in and kissed her once again - in front of all of their family and friends. With tongue.

Y/N did not squak.

"Alright alright, game over, we do not need to see that," Claire said in that voice that clearly aimed for I-am-so-annoyed-with-my-little-brother-that-isn't-actually-related-to-me but didn't quite catch on that she was supposed to be, y'know, actually annoyed for that.

And with that, the spell was broken. Kaia flew into her arms, laughing and berating her for letting Gabriel get the drop on her.

"I still can't believe that you mojoed me to that damn floor," Dean grumbled and pointed his beer bottle at Gabriel.

The archangel in question was not impressed in the slightest bit and shrugged with his trademark shit eating grin. "Hey, you were cheating, I had to do something."

"I was not." Dean huffed indignant, "Jack missed."

"He didn't miss, I saw the freaking lights," Y/N stated as she re-entered the room. Beer bottles and glasses full of other beverages were handed to the grabby fingers of her friends.

They all let Dean complain some more while Jack pulled Y/N in his lap and rested his chin on her shoulder. This right there was his family. And Y/N loved it with all the parts that weren't already consumed by Jack.

The easy teasing that followed the aftermath of their laser-tag adventures was not-so-surprisingly aimed mainly at the adults.

"You're just a sore loser," Claire said and added smugly, "and still got shot the second time around."

"Yeah that was just sad to watch." Alex laughed and stretched out on her part of the sofa.

"At least I didn't get shot in the back."

"You really wanna go there Dean?" Charlie quipped, "your angel coming to your rescue?"

"Shut it."

Dean was getting grumpier by the second. It made Y/N want to tease him until he was as red as a tomato. But she was pretty comfortable right here with Jack and she didn't want one of his dads throwing her out for being giggly, thank you very much.

Turned out that she didn't even have to do anything to fulfill her goal. All it took was Castiel to look up from his own drink solemnly, nudge Dean's leg with his and say earnestly, "But I really was attempting to come to your rescue, Dean."

And there was tomato-Dean.

"Oh we are so doing this again," Gabriel proclaimed.

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[c4ndytr4p]

sick days! k. alberich

vayne’s notes: this was requested by an anon, whoever you are, thank you so much! also a big thank you to @p0pp3t for helping me come up with some of these! ily!

genre: comedy, fluff

song used: heart to hear by mac demarco and clair de lune by claude debussy

- it just started with “allergies” or so you and him thought. the only thing he’s allergic to… pollen.

- at first, kaeya will deny he’s sick, but once you show him the slightest hint of attention… he’s acting like a spoiled victorian child.

- he does take off work to get better, yes, but he’ll constantly whine for your attention. you sometimes have to tell him to lay down and stay down. he really likes your chicken noodle soup.

- you also make your own handmade salve to rub on his chest (think of it as the teyvat version of Vicks VapoRub) in order to cool down his body temperature (despite him being a cryo user)

- “kaeya! didn’t i tell you to lay down?! you’re gonna run up your fever dammit!” you sometimes whisper shout because diluc is reading in the library across from the main area of dawn winery. “but y/n~” he whines, with a stuffed up nose as well. “no ifs ands or buts, get back in bed!”

- you often bring him ginger ale, he’s skeptical at first and i quote: “is that alcohol?” because he thinks you’re giving him alcohol. “hell no, it’s ginger ale. drink it.” what a drama king.

- i know it’s canon he doesn’t have allergies, but i feel as if he’s allergic to pollen. (read; the first hc.)

and that’s all! thank you for reading! :D

#vayne’s book pile… 📚 #genshin x black reader

[musicalchaos07]

Any day can be WIP Wednesday if you're brave enough

“Sooo Claire” Nancy elongates, trying to sound as casual about his potential romance as possible even if there’s a pain in her chest where her heart’s supposed to be.  “Oh uh you heard about that” Jonathan laughs nervously. “Yea I'm pretty sure the school whole knows” she informs, hoping it doesn’t sound as harsh. “Great” he snarks wiping away some eraser shavings. “So” she presses “So what?” he ignores   “You know what” she counters, he’s being mum on the subject because of course he is but if she just pushes him a little further she’ll get what he wants. “No I really don't” Jonathan maintains, not breaking eye contact with his work. She bites her lip and focuses on her own textbook again, maybe she's gone too far. Then she thinks maybe she's finally lost it because if she didn't know better she would swear that Jonathan's beat up converse just nudged her shoe. “Are you going to go with her?” Nancy asks suddenly panicked, like Homecoming is even half as dire as monster hunting. Though if you ask Steve it is.  “I mean I don't see a reason why I shouldn't” he mumbles. She imagines the soft tap again as she tries to think of vile things to say about Claire to change his mind. He clears his throat, catching her attention. “There's no reason why I shouldn't, right?” He asks loudly, well loud for him.  She hesitates. Because no one else understands her like he does. Because she'd run away with him and ruin her life if he asks. Because the curves of his shy smile have been burned into her mind since the seventh grade. Because they're supposed to be together, she just fucked it up. Because she loves him doesn't he know that she loves him?  “No” she lies with a sniffle, bumping her foot against his under the table.  Jonathan drops his pencil and turns his attention to her. She looks into his eyes and the rest of the library falls away leaving just the two of them. Suddenly she's back on his mom's beat up sofa waiting for him to make a move.  Except this time he's waiting for her. It would be almost too easy, to reach out and get what she really wants, he's so close already. She wonders if she guides him back to the encyclopedias and slams her lips onto his pretty mouth, if Steve would even notice their rumpled sweaters.  “Nancy” Jonathan whispers, breaking her fantasy. She knows it's his way of scolding her for thinking about such things. The same way she knows he's thinking about it too. A lump forms in her throat and she thinks if there is a hell she must be in it. But really it's what she deserves, good girls don't lead their best friends to their death and bad girls don't get to kiss Jonathan Byers.  She breaks their staring contest refocusing on her reading and Jonathan clears his throat going back to his math homework. As much as she knows that this is her divine punishment, she really can't stomach the idea of Claire Fucking Donahue getting to kiss Jonathan before her.  “She said Mike looks like a frog once” she lies all at once overwhelmed with jealously Out of the corner of her eye she sees the faintest hint of a smile grow across Jonathan's perfectly kissable lips.

#“Dearie is this another pining Jancy fic set between s1 & s2?” YES OK THAT'S WHAT I WANNA WRITE RN #they're in my head being angsty and pining and I can't do anything about it #anyways Nancy wheeler in 1984 singing what's love got to do with it at the top of her lungs and Mike wondering if she's lost it #stranger things #jancy #nancy wheeler #jonathan byers #jancy fic #wip wednesday

[alpacasandravens]

post-canon fix it where cas comes back from the empty and dean’s still dead. Jack was doing some reorganizing upstairs and conveniently let cas slip back down to earth, Grace in a bottle around his neck. and he wakes up and he looks around and there’s nobody there. so he finds a payphone and he calls dean. no answer. he calls dean’s other cell, and his other other cell. no answer. he tries Sam’s phone and Sam picks up on the fourth ring. “everyone who has this number is dead,” he says. “who are you.”

and cas explains and Sam comes to get him and takes him home. not to the bunker, to his and Eileen’s house in town. the bunker is up and running, and they keep it stocked and clean, but hunts are less and less frequent now chuck’s gone. Sam’s on the county council and the school board. Eileen runs a kickboxing class. and three years ago, Dean died in a barn.

Sam explains that it had been chuck’s last gasp, a vamp hunt designed solely to gank him, and that Jack hadn’t been able to stop him writing in time. Billie, also back and free of chuck’s manipulation, says she couldn’t help even if she wanted to. heaven’s gone. reapers just bring the souls to the metaphorical pearly gates, they can’t go inside. dean is dead, and this time it’s for good.

Sam and cas and Eileen live. and they grow and they mourn dean - though sam and Eileen did most of this mourning three years ago, while for cas the grief is fresh and new. they set cas up a little granny flat in the shed out back, and he plants flowers in the yard. Sam adopts, a little shifter boy that reminds him far too much of how they couldn’t save Bobby John all those years ago. cas gets a job at the library. life goes on.

cas has lost his love and his son on the same day, and he wasn’t there for either of them. and he’s not really a part of the life sam and Eileen are building for themselves, even if he does help out on a hunt every now and then and even if their kid does call him uncle cas. Claire drops by for a visit, tells him she and Kaia are getting a courthouse marriage and he will be one of the witnesses. life goes on.

until one day sam gets another call. dean’s back. jack’s with him, gave up his power. something about dean convincing him the life worth living was the one down on earth. dean’s Heaven had come unplugged with chuck’s computer, turned into a purgatory-like, twisted version of itself he had only just managed to escape. and he’s realized that things might suck on earth, but being alive was still a hell of a lot better than being dead.

and dean’s alive and jack’s alive but neither of them have been in so long that they don’t know how to be, and cas has been without them for so long that he doesn’t know how to fit them into his life, only that he has to. and the fic ends with dean and Jack opening Sam’s front door, and Jack seeing cas for the first time since everything went down, and saying, “hi, dad.”

#sorry to write fic in a tumblr post I am just having emotions and thinking thoughts!!! #spn #destiel #castiel

[rockislandadultreads]

Warm Up with a Good Book!

Need a book to spark your interest & keep you warm? Check out one of these fiery recommendations! Make sure to also log whatever you read for our upcoming "Snow Many Books" Winter Reading Challenge, which begins this Friday, January 12th!

Where There Was Fire by John Manuel Arias

Costa Rica, 1968: When a lethal fire erupts at the American Fruit Company’s most lucrative banana plantation burning all evidence of a massive cover-up, and her husband disappears, the future of Teresa’s family is changed forever.

Now, twenty-seven years later, Teresa and her daughter Lyra are picking up the pieces. Lyra wants nothing to do with Teresa, but is desperate to find out what happened to her family that fateful night. Teresa, haunted by a missing husband and the bitter ghost of her mother, Amarga, is unable to reconcile the past. What unfolds is a story of a mother and daughter trying to forgive what they do not yet understand, and the mystery at the heart of one family’s rupture.

Dance Among the Flames by Tori Eldridge

Passion. Horror. Betrayal.

Across forty years, three continents, and a past incident in 1560 France, Serafina Olegario tests the boundaries of love, power, and corruption as she fights to escape her life of poverty and abuse. Serafina's quest begins in Brazil when she's possessed by the warrior goddess Yansã, who emboldens her to fight yet threatens to consume her spirit. Fueled by power and enticed by Exú, an immortal trickster and intermediary to the gods, Serafina turns to the seductive magic of Quimbanda. It's dangerous to dance in the fire. But when you come from nothing, you have nothing to lose.

Girls Burn Brighter by Shobha Rao

Poornima and Savitha have three strikes against them: they are poor, they are ambitious, and they are girls. After her mother’s death, Poornima has very little kindness in her life. She is left to care for her siblings until her father can find her a suitable match. So when Savitha enters their household, Poornima is intrigued by the joyful, independent-minded girl. Suddenly their Indian village doesn't feel quite so claustrophobic, and Poornima begins to imagine a life beyond arranged marriage.

But when a devastating act of cruelty drives Savitha away, Poornima leaves behind everything she has ever known to find her friend. Her journey takes her into the darkest corners of India's underworld, on a harrowing cross-continental journey, and eventually to an apartment complex in Seattle.

The Archive of the Forgotten by A.J. Hackwith

The Library of the Unwritten in Hell was saved from total devastation, but hundreds of potential books were destroyed. Former librarian Claire and Brevity the muse feel the loss of those stories, and are trying to adjust to their new roles within the Arcane Wing and Library, respectively. But when the remains of those books begin to leak a strange ink, Claire realizes that the Library has kept secrets from Hell - and from its own librarians.

Claire and Brevity are immediately at odds in their approach to the ink, and the potential power that it represents has not gone unnoticed. When a representative from the Muses Corps arrives at the Library to advise Brevity, the angel Rami and the erstwhile Hero hunt for answers in other realms. The true nature of the ink could fundamentally alter the afterlife for good or ill, but it entirely depends on who is left to hold the pen.

This is the second volume of the "Hell's Library" series.

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[violets-and-books]

I did a thing a while ago and just found it again in my drafts collecting dust and I think I might revisit it after FH 😂:

“Sit down, Fahey,” Pekka Rollins said, striding into the room with a suit way above his pay grade. Rollins was their English teacher and he was the worst. “Well,” he said, stuffing his hands in his pockets and sauntering further into the library where Saturday detention was being held. “I can’t quite decide where, boss.” Rollins frowned. "Sit next to one of your fellow delinquents." "Delinquents is a little harsh-" He pulled out the chair next to Wylan, the force so harsh it clattered against Nina and Matthias' desk. Wylan flinched at the noise. Jesper whistled at the action, earning a snort from Nina. Rollins snapped at the chair, pointing to its seat, a silent command to sit. He flopped down, putting his hands up with fake innocence. Rollins continued to watch him, and he sighed, scooting his chair in. "Happy?" "Almost," he said, smiling in a way that resembled a snarling animal. He stalked back to the front of the class, grabbing something off the book return box. Coming back down the rows he set a single piece of white paper and a pencil in front of all of them. Jesper raised an eyebrow at it, disinterested. Wylan swallowed. Kaz glared at Rollins, looking at the pencil with disdain a moment later. Inej closed her eyes. Matthias picked up the pencil and inspected the paper. Nina tucked the pencil behind her ear and started looking at the paper as though trying to find the best way to defile it. Rollins stalked back up to the front, his shoes clicking impatiently on the floor. "You're going to write me an essay of no less than five hundred and no more than a thousand words." Jesper groaned outwardly.

It's a Breakfast Club AU ✨✨✨

BREAKFAST CLUB AU BREAKFAST CLUB AU BREAKFAST CLUB AU BREAKFAST CLUB AU BREAKFAST CLUB AU BREAKFAST CLUB AU BREAKFAST CLUB AU

I NEED TO TELL YOU HOW MUCH I LOVE THIS

THE BREAKFAST CLUB IS IN MY TOP 3 FAVOURITE FILMS

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"as if she were looking for the best way to defile it" Nina, have I mentioned today I'm in love with you?

Rollins, you mean mean man! At least let Wylan draw it out!

Wait, I'm imagining Wylan in my head as Brian but who's gonna write the essays at the end? Wylan sure as hell can't

I'm assuming Wylan's a mix of Brian and Claire, if Jesper's Bender. HOLY SHIT DO WE GET THAT SCENE IN THE SUPPLY CLOSET WHERE CLAIRE GIVES BENDER HER EARING BUT WITH JESPER AND WYLAN

DO WE GET THE KISS AT THE END WHERE BENDER CHASES CLAIRE'S LIPS BUT WITH WYLAN AND JESPER!?!? BECAUSE THAT WAS OFFICIALLY THE CUTEST SHIT

I love, please write it, I'll die, I'll get down on my knees and BEG you to write it after FH

#lore <3 #blaize answers #lore's fics #lore's ideas #bestie please write it ill scream