#richard speight jr. x you

[perplexedflower]

Last Floor To My Heart

Fandom: Supernatural RPF.

Category: F/M.

Relationship: Richard Speight Jr. x Female Reader.

Type: One shot.

Words: 4,855.

Summary: In a single night, [Y/N]'s life takes a turn for the worse; that is, until she goes seeking comfort in the arms of the only man who can make it all better.

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Everything happened so fast.

Restlessly sitting on the living room couch, my crossed legs could not stop fidgeting as I waited for Mark to come home. A few minutes earlier, he had called me to say he was on his way home, and that he had something important to tell me when he would be back. When I had asked him why he could not simply tell me over the phone, he had answered it was too significant not to be discussed face-to-face. I had not argued any further, but deep down I knew damn well it was not like him to say a thing such as that.

Mark and I had been dating for almost two years, and this time we had spent together had been good to us. We had met on the set of Supernatural, and back then, it was clear to everyone that we hit it off right away; I was introduced to the plot as an endgame character, so I made my debut near the last seasons of the show. However, I had still been given the opportunity to play alongside Mark, even if only for a few times. And although I was instantly charmed by his Lucifer, I got to know him personally over time and consequently fell for him beyond his character.

It had taken us a while to officially get together, but once we did, we never let go of each other. And we both believed things would grow and evolve between the two of us, shifting our relationship into something more and more serious as time would go on. At least, that is what I believed in until I started noticing a change in Mark's behavior, a change in the way he would talk to me, and act around me. I had always brushed that feeling aside, convincing myself it was only a misinterpretation, a fabrication of my own paranoid mind. But with one simple phone call, all my suspicions had come flowing back up to the surface, and it was becoming hard to ignore them.

As I was getting deeply lost in thought, I suddenly heard the front door open and turned around, only to see Mark enter the living room in somewhat of a rush.

"Hey." He promptly let out without even looking at me.

"Hey..." I awkwardly said back.

I was searching for his eyes, but it was clear to me he was trying to avoid making eye contact with me.

"So... you wanted to tell me something?"

My stomach felt like a tangled bag of knots, hurting my guts, which had a bad feeling about what was about to take place.

"Yeah, we need to talk."

This sentence alone made me gulp and look down at my feet.

"Listen, [Y/N]..." Mark started with faint remorse. "I'm sorry... It truly pains me to say it, as much as it will pain you to hear it, but... we should break up."

I blankly stared at him, in a complete state of shock.

"But-"

"No." He cut me off with a sigh. "It's for the best, trust me."

What? Why? How? Have I done something wrong? Have you met another woman? Do you not love me anymore?

Questions began piling up in my mind, so many questions I wanted to ask him. But I was rendered unable to speak.

"I'm sorry." He said once more, still looking away from me.

His apologies were not fully sincere, I could feel it, I knew him well enough to feel it. But still, I was not able to talk back. All I could do was cry. And so I did: I cried miserably on this couch, feeling sorry for myself, wondering how pathetic Mark must have found me. As my thoughts started to overwhelm me, I finally managed to stand up and walked to our bedroom without a word. I grabbed my suitcase and my duffle bag and put them both on the bed; I rapidly gathered my things, which I had scattered across the room, and stuffed them all back inside my luggage. There was not much to collect, just the essentials: clothes, a book, and my computer. But I refused to leave in this house the only few things I had brought with me. I knew I was no longer wanted here; I knew I had to get out of there.

I quickly changed my clothes and put on a t-shirt, a pair of jeans, a jacket, and shoes. I zipped and closed both my suitcase and bag, before leaving the room with them in hand. As I walked to the front door, I came back into the living room, and Mark stood up as he saw me, ready to go, my hand on the knob.

"[Y/N]-"

"No, don't say anything." I said while crying, interrupting him. "That's what you wanted, for me to go away. So that's what I'm doing."

And with that, I opened the door and stepped outside, after which I closed it right back behind me. Standing in front of the house, I let my luggage fall on the ground beside me and grabbed my head with my hands as I cried more tears.

How did this happen? And why?

I regained my composure and wiped away my tears, before picking up my suitcase and my bag. I took a few steps away from the house and looked around: I had nowhere to go. Mark's house was not very far away from the city center, so I decided to take a night walk. I had always loved walking down the streets at night. But not in this particular state of mind. Not while emotionally devastated.

After a few minutes of aimless strolling, I entered the heart of the city and started seeing all types of people walking up and down the streets, going in and out of restaurants, shopping, and simply minding their own business. As an extroverted person, it had never bothered me much to be around masses of people, and at that very moment, it even allowed me to lose myself among them: I could have cried, nobody would have noticed.

I still had no idea what to do or where to go, wandering alone in the crowded streets. But as I turned my head to the right, my eyes fell on an imposing hotel, illuminated by gorgeous lit-up fountains and surrounded by various types of floral decorations. And that was when I remembered.

Richard. That's the hotel Richard's staying in.

Similarly to Mark, I had met Richard while working on Supernatural; and similarly to Mark, Richard and I had become close friends in only a matter of weeks. After the show had ended, we stayed in touch, and over time, we started to hang out more and more. We eventually began working on common projects together, though they were all silly and for our own amusement. But it led us to have somewhat of a reputation as a duo, to the point of being cast as the two main protagonists in a brand-new TV show. We obviously both accepted, and this new shared adventure had brought us yet even closer to each other.

It had now been some time since we had started working together on the series, and it had taken us to Los Angeles, where we had to shoot for about a week. The production crew had decided to put both of us up in a hotel, but I had told them not to book me a room since I knew Mark resided in town and that I could spend the nights over at his place. Production had accepted my request and ended up booking a single room for Richard, although they had told me it went against regular policy.

Standing in front of the hotel, I looked back on how I had thanked the crew for making an exception. But as I now felt lonely and abandoned, I wished I had not said anything and just accepted the hotel room from the get-go. With my suitcase in my left hand and my duffle bag over my right shoulder, I walked up to the entrance of the hotel and stopped in front of the security guarding the doors. Since I had no room registered to my name, I had not been granted access to the hotel, but Richard had given me an extra entry pass, in case I would need or want to see him in his hotel room.

I presented the pass to the guard and was let inside; walking in, I was instantly blinded by the bright lights emanating from the chandeliers mounted on the ceiling, which contrasted sharply with the darkness outside. For a second, I thought about giving Richard a call, to let him know I was on my way to his room; but given how emotionally weakened I was, I felt I would not be able to speak over the phone, so decided against it. I made my way to the elevator and tried to remember on which floor his room was as I stepped inside; after having searched deep enough in my memory, I pressed the button to the third floor and went up with the elevator. Once on the third floor, the elevator doors opened and I took a step into the bright red hallway.

I slowly walked up to his room and stopped at the door, my luggage in hand, my vision blurry, and my mind blown away. I leaned forward and knocked twice on his door with a shaky hand.

"Who is it?" I heard Richard's voice ask from far away.

"Richard... It's me..." I tried to speak loud and clear.

"... [Y/N]?" He asked with surprise, recognizing my voice. "Hang on."

Inside the room, I could hear fast and loud footsteps, and in a matter of seconds, the door opened widely: I was faced with Richard, staring into my eyes, visibly worried. The door had only just opened that I immediately fell into his arms, my body going limp.

"Woah- Hey, hey." He let out as he caught me by the shoulders. "[Y/N], what's wrong?"

A simple look into his eyes was enough to make him understand I was unable to speak, so he took from my hands the suitcase and bag I was carrying and put them both inside, by the door.

"C'mon, come inside." He said gently as he held me by the arms.

Once inside, he closed the door behind us and made me walk to the couch, before helping me sit down next to him. When he understood I could not stop crying, he put a delicate hand over my knee, which made me look up and into his shining eyes.

"Can you talk?" He started softly. "Do you want to talk? I'm not forcing you if you don't want to or don't feel like it."

Despite how pathetic and pitiful I was feeling mentally, my face still managed to shape my lips into a smile that I sent his way, alongside a nod. Richard and I had been really good friends ever since we had first met, for what seemed to me like forever, and he had always been so caring towards me. Every time I needed someone's presence, he was that someone. That someone who I knew would always be there for me.

I stared back at him and was pained to see how sad he was to see me in such a state.

"It's Mark..." I tried to say, a tear stuck in my throat. "... We broke up."

Richard stared at me in a way I could not describe: he seemed sad, shocked, and for some reason, angry.

"... What?" He finally said after a few seconds of silence.

"He told me it's what's best for us..."

He grabbed his forehead with a sigh, visibly pensive, before turning to me swiftly. He leaned closer to me and hugged me tight, wrapping me in his embrace to try and help me calm down. I felt at peace in his arms. I had always felt comfortable in Richard's arms. But never before had I craved his touch so badly. I grabbed tight onto his back as I allowed myself to cry more tears on his shoulder, my head resting against the crook of his neck. Mark's words had rendered a part of my soul cold and empty, but Richard's warmth was the only remedy I needed to fix it.

He passed a hand on my back, rubbing it back and forth, in hopes of stopping my tears from flowing.

"Shh, shh..." He lulled me softly.

His soothing shushing resonating through my mind, I lost myself in his embrace and kept holding him close, making him understand I did not want him to let go. We remained in each other's arms for a few silent minutes, until he pulled away gently and grabbed my shoulders with care: he looked at me straight in the eyes once more, and when I gazed inside his, it was as if an electrical shock was traveling through my entire body.

"Are you feeling any better?" He asked me with a faint smile.

"I don't know..." I answered honestly while shaking my head slowly.

Richard tucked a strand of hair behind my ear while slightly tilting his head to the side.

"What would help you feel better? What do you want, right now?"

My eyes were still interlocked with his, but my mind went elsewhere.

What do I want?

I asked myself the same question he had just asked me, but was somehow unable to come up with a definitive answer: instead of giving him a verbal response, I stared into his whiskey-colored eyes as I grabbed one of his hands with both of mine. His gorgeous face lit up with a stunning smile I had had the chance to see so many times before, but never had enough of.

"Well, in any case, I do know what you'd need right now." He started, backing away from me a little. "What do you say I make you a cup of tea, and go fetch you a blanket or two?"

I giggled softly at his offer and the sound of my own laughter made me realize I was starting to feel better.

"I say I'd very much appreciate it." I replied with a warm smile.

"Alright, I'll get on it right away then." He smiled back. "The tea might take a while to get ready, so don't hesitate to walk around and stretch your legs a bit."

"Good idea." I said as I stood up from the couch at the same time as him.

While Richard left the room, I took a look around, and only then did I realize his hotel room was not even a single room, but a suite. I spotted three other rooms, in addition to the living area: a bedroom, a kitchen, and a bathroom. I made my way to the bathroom while taking in everything around me.

"Damn, Rich..." I said out loud, addressing him even though he was not in the room with me. "They gave you a full-on suite."

"I know, right?" I heard him chuckle from another room.

I stepped inside the bathroom and passed a hand over the wall as I scoffed lightly.

"I can't believe I'm missing out on all of this." I murmured to myself somewhat disappointedly.

Walking deeper into the bathroom, I approached the sink and stopped in front of the mirror above it.

Jesus Christ...

"... I look like shit." I finished my thought aloud.

I closed my eyes and rubbed my temples with a sigh.

"And to think Richard had to see me like that..."

Opening my eyes back up, I looked more closely at my eyes and the ruined mascara around them.

I'll remove my makeup and clean my face a little, hopefully that'll make me look less miserable.

I made my way back to the front door and picked up my suitcase and my duffle bag: I carried them over to the living area, and set them both down on the floor next to the couch, before unzipping the suitcase, which contained a makeup bag. As I was about to leave the room, my makeup bag in hand, I noticed a blanket and a couple of pillows on the couch, which had not been there before. I smiled and headed back to the bathroom, but stopped by the kitchen this time; leaning a shoulder against the wall behind me, I observed Richard meticulously preparing my tea, softly humming a tune to himself, and felt my cheeks get hotter and hotter the longer I stared at him.

Before he got the chance to turn around and spot me, I kept on walking and entered the bathroom once more. I set my pouch down and opened it to take my makeup remover out, and started cleaning my face. After I had removed all traces of makeup from my face, I splashed some cold water on it, after which I dabbed on my skin with a fresh towel hanging beside the sink. With my face now cleaned and dried up, I took another look at myself in the mirror.

"Well... it's considerably better." I told myself with a sigh.

I put my makeup remover back into my makeup bag and exited the bathroom, and once I was in the living room again, I placed my bag back inside my suitcase. With that done and out of the way, I sat down on the couch once more and let my body relax at the contact of the soft blanket and pillows: just as I was getting comfortable, Richard entered the room, a warm smile on his face and a cup in hand.

"Tea's ready." He said as he walked up to me.

He sat down next to me and held out the mug before my hands.

"Here. Careful, it's hot."

"Thanks."

We exchanged smiles as I grabbed the mug from his hands, but our eyes left each other and my cheeks reddened when my fingers went brushing against his, his skin feeling hotter to the touch than the tea itself. I kept the cup in my hands for a while without actually drinking from it, taking in the heat from the ceramic, and feeling it spread throughout my body. As I took the first sip, I looked back at Richard.

"It's delicious." I told him with a sincere smile.

"It's the one I always make you when you're feeling down, but I perfected it by adding a few drops of honey and milk this time." He said with a sense of pride.

"Well, I love this new specialty of yours." I chuckled gently. "And I hope I'll get to taste it again in the future."

"I'll make you as much as you want. Even when you're not feeling down."

Perhaps it was the sip I had just swallowed, or the syrupy-sweet tone of his voice, but when I heard Richard's words, I felt my throat heat up and spread this heat across my face. Holding tight the mug in my hands, I dared look up and into his honey-colored eyes, sweeter than the honey in my tea. But once I had started staring into them, it was impossible for me to look away; stickier than nectar, they kept me unable to move or fight my way out of them, forcing me to lose myself deeper in them.

And if it had not been for him breaking our stare and looking away, I would have remained stuck into his gaze for all eternity.

"Alright, finish your tea up." He told me as he cleared his throat. "You've gotta rest a little, now."

I blinked a couple of times, pulling myself out of my reveries, and did as I was told. As I took the last sip from my mug, he grabbed the blanket he had brought over and carefully laid it over me, before taking the now-empty cup from my hands.

"If you can, try and take a nap. I know it's still early for sleep, but you've been through a lot tonight, you need to rest. Even just for a short while."

He stood up from the couch, the mug in hand, and turned to me.

"If you need me, or anything, I'll be in my bedroom, all right?"

"All right." I nodded.

As I watched him begin to leave the room, a voice inside of me reached out to him.

"Rich, wait." I suddenly said.

He stopped walking and turned around, only to meet my smiling face.

"Thank you, for everything."

A loving smile took shape on his face at the same time his cheeks got riddled with blush. Turning back around, he flipped the light switch off and headed for his bedroom, leaving me alone in the living room. I lay down across the couch, finding warmth in the cozy blanket covering my body, and closed my eyes with a yawn. As if he was still on the couch with me, I could smell Richard's cologne surrounding me, wrapping me in a feeling of reassurance. Everything around me felt so snug, so homelike, that I fell asleep right away.

When I opened my eyes again, I felt somewhat disoriented, but also revitalized. I reached out for my right jacket pocket and pulled my phone out to look at the time, and saw my good rest had lasted over half an hour. I stretched my arms and legs before slowly rising into a sitting position, and pushed the blanket aside. I rubbed my eyes while yawning then decided to take my phone out once again, this time to check if I had any potential notifications; but before I could even unlock my phone, I was distracted by Richard's voice, conversing with another, awfully familiar one, breaking the silence reigning throughout the entire suite.

I quietly stood up from the couch and as I slowly stepped toward his bedroom, the two voices got louder, deeper, and angrier. Not wanting to interrupt and make my presence known, I stopped around a corner of the wall and observed from afar.

"What's the deal with [Y/N]?" I saw Richard angrily ask the phone he was holding up to his ear.

"What happened between her and I is none of your goddamn business." I recognized Mark's voice on the other side of the line. "Besides, why are you even concerned about that? You should be happy, now she's all yours."

"I have the right to know. And I don't want her to be 'all mine'. She's not a plaything, Mark. You've treated her like a toy for so long, and now you've broken it."

"You think I take pride in what I've done? No, but it was for the best."

Before Richard could add anything else, Mark abruptly hung up on him, putting a forced end to their conversation.

"Bastard..." He murmured to himself as he glared at the phone.

Quietly standing still, I watched him sit down on the edge of his bed, before setting his phone aside and burying his face in his hands; hesitantly, I took a few steps forward and gently knocked on his wide-open bedroom door, revealing myself.

"Rich..." I said in a low voice.

The second he heard the sound of my voice, he looked up and met my eyes, before standing up quickly.

"[Y/N]-" He exclaimed as he walked toward me. "How long have you been up? Are you feeling any better?"

"I am, that nap felt really good." I answered him with a forced smile.

He smiled back at me, but we both knew that neither of our grins was heartfelt: mine slowly vanished as I stared into his eyes intensely.

"Listen, Rich..." I started awkwardly. "I... I heard you talk with Mark over the phone..."

His smile faded away and he instinctively avoided looking into my eyes as he backed off slightly; but I could not bring myself to divert my sight from him, and with the both of us staying silent, I could feel the uneasiness settle between us.

"Do you mind... explaining to me what Mark meant when he said what he said about you?" I shyly spoke up.

Richard exhaled heavily as he grabbed the back of his neck with one hand.

"[Y/N], I..."

He tried to speak, but I could read in him the struggle he was going through to find the right words to use: he did not finish his sentence and instead left it hanging, letting silence take over once more.

"You should be happy, now she's all yours."

This one sentence kept resonating in my head, and the more I was hearing it, the more I was beginning to accept it.

"I know what Mark meant, Rich." I said gently as I took a confident step forward. "But I want to hear it from you."

He finally looked up at me, and before he even said a word, I could read the love in his eyes, and I could feel it spread over to mine.

"I love you, [Y/N]." Richard confessed with a deep breath. "I always have. Since the first time we met, since the very moment I saw you, I've always felt this way about you. And, when you and Mark got together, I promised myself I'd keep my feelings hidden and away. The last thing I wanted was to ruin your relationship by interfering... Mark eventually figured it out a couple of weeks ago."

Listening to him pour his heart out to me, I could feel each and every single one of his words was truly sincere.

"[Y/N]... I'm so sorry to burden you with all this... You shouldn't have to sit through my rambling, after what you've just gone through with Mark-"

"No." I suddenly interrupted him.

His eyes opened wider in surprise, and the gleam visible inside of them was a sign he would have begun shedding a tear if I had not stopped him from talking further. I felt my cheeks flush as I took a step in his direction.

"I... I love you too." I shamefully admitted. "Like you, I always have. Something inside of me triggered when I first talked to you. But... I've always been unsure of my feelings for you, unsure of their true nature... It's always been in and out for me. Then, Mark came pretty early on, so I think my brain just... unconsciously pushed these feelings aside. But they've always been there. They never left."

Staring into his sparkling eyes, I felt the atmosphere surrounding us becoming heavier than ever.

"... I never knew you felt this way about me." I shook my head slowly. "But now, it just feels like it makes all the sense in the world..."

Losing some of my confidence, I looked down at my feet and sighed.

"God, I feel so stupid... I've been oblivious this whole time, I should've seen-"

"[Y/N]." He cut me off gently. "Don't blame yourself, please."

"No, I have my share of responsibility in this, Rich. If I had noticed your feelings for me right away, then... maybe... we could've-"

Before I could finish speaking, my cheeks were cupped by two strong hands, before I felt Richard's lips against mine. The contact of our skins against one another was so sudden, that I could not help but let out a soft, high-pitched moan as we kissed. It was such a passionate kiss, radiating love, yet it felt as though it was the softest I had ever received. Just as my limbs started relaxing and my lips began taking part in the action, Richard pulled away after only a few seconds, leaving a part of me frustrated and wanting more. He shook his head repeatedly as he pressed one of his hands on his forehead.

"Shit- I'm sorry, I shouldn't have, this is too soon-" He stuttered.

"No- I mean, yes-" I stammered as well. "But, to be honest... I think we both wanted it to happen."

We awkwardly stared at each other, our bodies still so close, which allowed me to see his slightly blushing cheeks and made my heart flutter.

"And, besides... even if it can't happen now doesn't mean it can't ever happen again at a later time..." I shyly added.

I lowered my gaze a little and delicately grabbed one of his hands with one of mine, before looking back up into his gorgeous eyes.

"When you asked me earlier, I didn't have an answer, but now, I know what I want."

Richard scoffed gently and smiled as he intertwined his fingers with mine.

"I'll need some time to heal from Mark, Richard. But I know I'll heal faster with you by my side."

As we held each other's hands, the warm smiles we exchanged made us both understand we were making the promise of being honest with ourselves and each other from there on.

"Then I'll never stray away from you."

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[winchesterszvonecek]

Can’t really think of anything specific with Gabriel but just the idea of cuddly Gabriel makes me cry (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀)

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Nothing Better - [ Gabriel ]

Summary: After a rough day you find yourself needing nothing more than a cuddle from Gabriel

Word Count: 886 short but hopefully sweet

Warnings: female!reader, sex references

A/N: it wasn’t really clingy gabriel but hopefully it was cuddly enough for you as it kind of went in a different direction than i meant it to

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You should have known he’d be waiting for you the moment you got back to the bunker. Should have known that the second you walked into your room you’d see him there, already under the sheets with that signature grin on his face. The one you’d normally love to see.

But tonight you just weren’t feeling it. You’d had a bad case. The worst case in a long time and you really weren’t feeling up to spending half the night with an archangel between your legs, no matter how fun and pleasurable it was.

Tiredly, you stepped into your bedroom that, low and behold, Gabriel was already occupying. You closed the door, glancing towards him just in time to catch that playful smile on his face, the sheets barely covering him as he waited for you to greet him like you normally did. Which was to throw yourself on him as you never were one to waste time. Not when it came to this anyway.

Only, tonight you didn’t. Tonight you didn’t even acknowledge him with anything more than a half assed smile that you had to force out as you peeled off your blood stained jacket, dumping it straight onto the floor instead of your laundry hamper.

“Baby?” Gabriel sat up a little, brow furrowing over your distant behaviour as this wasn’t like you at all. You hated mess so for you to leave your clothes lying messily about? Well that was the first sign that you weren’t exactly feeling like your usual self.

“Not now, Gabriel.” You sighed breathily, pulling off your t-shirt which quickly joined your jacket in a heap on the floor. “I’m not in the mood.”

“Everything okay?” He asked, growing worried when he got nothing but silence in response as you continued to undress.

The further you moved into the light the more he could see it. That faint redness to your otherwise glistening eyes and the deep, dark circles beneath them that were the starting point for the stains that ran down your cheeks.

Even as you rummaged through your drawer he could still see the way your lip never fully settled, trembling lightly with every quiet breath that parted them and it was clear that you’d more than likely only just finished crying.

“Come here.” He said softly, patting the bed next to him which had another quiet sigh escape your mouth as you misread his intentions.

“I said I’m not in the mood.” You mumbled, clumsily throwing your night shirt over your head and ending up with your arm in the wrong hole, which might have pushed you to the brink had Gabriel not shuffled towards you to help you into it properly.

The second the material sat right on your shoulders his hands moved up, brushing your hair from your face before gently cupping it. His thumbs ghosted lightly across the blackened marks beneath your eyes, watching as they began to shimmer faintly in the dim light of the room.

“Rough day?” Gabriel said quietly, barely a nod of your head answering him as you couldn’t quite find the words to. He moved back across the bed, pulling the cover down and motioning for you to join him.

You were quick to do so, feeling that warmth seep into your body as you nestled yourself next to him, his arm draping around you the instant you settled. His chin landed atop your head, his other arm wrapping tightly around you as you buried your face against his chest, allowing the comfort he brought to fully engulf you.

It was a little strange for you to be like this as Gabriel never was one for cuddles, at least not like this as he happened to like the after sex cuddles you both shared, but that was mainly due to his likeness to see your reaction afterwards.

You weren’t exactly “exclusive” either, given what he was and nothing ever seemed normal with him. But in this moment, as you did nothing but lay in his arms where you could feel the rise and fall of his chest, it felt more normal to you than anything ever had. Only at the same time, you couldn’t help but worry that you were bothering him by being so down.

“You don’t have to stay with me, you know.” You whispered, your voice barely audible for even yourself to hear but luckily for you Gabriel had celestial hearing which meant he heard you perfectly. “If you have better things to do.”

“There isn’t anything better than this, sweetheart.” He said sincerely, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head before his cheek came to rest atop it.

You nuzzled your own over his chest, where you could make out the gentle rhythm of his heart beneath your ear. Every quiet beat only brought you more and more comfort. Made you forget the day as the tension slowly faded from your body with every minute you lay there, neither of you saying a word as you simply enjoyed each other's company.

You didn’t know when you’d have this again. This moment. This peace. And so for as long as you were able, you’d be making sure to cherish each moment, as Gabriel was right… There truly was nothing better than this.

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[spn-fanfic-reblog-writes]

Hey, could I request a trans (ftm) and Gabriel fic perferrably with a wing kink/preening?

Thank you so much for the request. I think I went through like four iterations until I felt it was what the wonderful user wanted. I feel very honored for the request. I hope it is what you wanted. ❤️💛

Request: Gabriel x ftm Reader, Wing Preening

Rating: Mature

Word Count: 1,073

Summary: Gabriel flirts his way into getting his husband to assist preening his wings.

A/N: I suck at titles. Hush.

I want to thank @mochatheangelkiller for their help.

Gabriel walked into the bedroom shirtless, in boxer briefs, and with his golden wings folded behind him. “Hey,” he said to Y/N, flirtatiously.

Y/N looked up from his book with a small smile upon seeing Gabe as he was. “Do you need something?” He asks, teasingly.

Gabriel saunters in, raising his wings up and about, a mating display, he knows that Y/N likes to see, especially once the archangel explained them. He finds Gabriel’s wings beautiful and loves to touch the soft feathers when Gabe has them out.

Y/N grins, wondering if Gabe is trying to seduce him or wanting him to help preen him. He knows his archangel boyfriend likes to seduce and tease, sometimes at the same time.

Gabriel crawled onto their four-poster bed towards Y/N. He put his book down on the nightstand waiting to see what the lovely golden-eyed angel does.

Y/N quirks a brow at Gabriel, their smile relaxes watching the angel’s movements.

The messenger of god straddles Y/N's comforter-covered thighs and wraps his hands around his neck.

“Gabriel,” warns Y/N. He crosses his arms, not reciprocating Gabriel’s advances.

The archangel rolls his eyes and crosses his arm. “Ok. Ok. I need help with my wings,” he mumbles sheepishly.

Y/N’s face softens, leans forward, and places a chaste kiss on Gabriel’s lips. “The word is ‘preen’.”

“I’m not calling it that,” the Angel pouted.

Y/N grins, amused. It’s an argument the Y/N uses to tease the Angel since it’s hard to tease The Trickster who claimed to be Loki, Norse God.

“Go on, sit down,” Y/N pats next to them and slides off their side of the bed so Gabriel can spread out one of his wings to allow Y/N to work. He goes over to their laptop on the desk and puts on their usual playlist for preening.

Returning, Y/N begins first with the left wing by straightening and ‘zipping’ feathers before gently removing loose ones. Gabriel shivers at the initial contact and relaxes into his touch. The messenger sighs in contentment. Y/N smiles at the sound and then focuses on the task at hand. The gentle movements and massaging stimulation the oil glands throughout the wing and on Gabriel’s back. Knowing where they are across his boyfriend’s wing, Y/N begins to slowly spread the oil and then skims their hands down Gabriel’s back. He can feel goosebumps rise at their touch along the Angel’s back as they collect more oil. He coats the oil on each feather as the youngest archangel showed them.

It’s so easy to do the task and just relax especially with the instrumental music playlist. The scent of the oil permeates the air: a sweet, clover-like scent, honeysuckle with a hint of tobacco. Y/N takes a deep breath and just loves the scent that embodies the one who has their heart. Their nipples tighten under their T-shirt and feel themselves becoming aroused.

“I love you, Gabriel.” He smiles as he works on the front of the left wing.

“I love you too, hot stuff.”

Y/N chuckles at the angel’s endearment for them.

“You doing okay?” He asks, worried that holding the wing up may be tiresome for the angel.

“I’m good,” Gabriel responds, confidently.

There is a pile of broken and loose feathers next to the man. He takes them and puts them on Gabriel’s nightstand.

“Okay, swap sides.”

Gabriel folds his wing back and moves to sit on the left side to allow Y/N to work on the right wing. Gabriel spreads the wing out, and Y/N gets on the bed and starts again. Straightening and ‘zipping’ the feathers back followed by removing loose feathers, making another pile.

Y/N has always been affected by Gabriel’s scent. His arousal simmering as they work on the other side of the wing. He can see that Gabriel is just as affected as he is if the bulge in his underwear is anything to go by.

“Enjoying yourself?” Y/N teases.

Gabriel looks at them as his eyes remain on the wing. “What do you think?”

Y/N grins, wide, at the returned tease. He slows down about halfway done with the inside of the right wing. He relaxes his face, trying to seem focused on the task and not trying to ignore their arousal. Breathing deep and slowly doesn’t exactly help, it does help them focus. They have a goal in mind with Gabriel’s progressive bulge.

Gabriel presses on his hardness over his boxer briefs.

Y/N reaches over and smacks his hand. “No,” he commands.

Gabriel whines, pursing his lips into a frown.

“Patience, Angel.”

“You know I can't do that.”

Y/N chuckles. “Liar. You waited for me.”

Gabriel smiles and rolls his golden eyes. “True,” he quietly agrees. “You were worth it.”

Y/N smiles, feeling heat rise to their cheeks, as they continue along the ‘arm’ oiling the feathers.

Gabriel shivers through his wings.

Y/N grins, wickedly. He knee-walks and straddles Gabriel.

“He-llo,” Gabriel greets and wraps his arms around Y/N’s waist.

“Hey,” Y/N greets back. He wraps his arms around the angel’s shoulders and grounds down on the angel.

He throws his head back and groans. Y/N leans forward and sucks marks along the angel’s tendon, his neck nipping, laying kitten licks, and soothing them. He slides his hands down Gabriel’s back to the main oil glands and presses on them drawing a gasp from him as he arches his back.

Y/N leans forward, lips against his ear. “You like that, Angel?”

Gabriel is panting and pushes his hips upward, two pieces of cloth separating their bodies. Y/N hums in pleasure, leans back, and takes off his shirt, revealing two silver scars across their chest from their top surgery. The Angel’s hand comes up and traces them like he does every time. He revels in Y/N’s bravery, determination, and resilience. The scars speak so much of Y/N’s past struggles and knows how lucky he is to call him his.

Y/N bites his lower lip, his eyes watching the awe on Gabriel’s face the angel has every single time. He smiles at his angel.

“Gabriel,” he whispers.

The angel looks at him, pupil large with a sliver of golden at the edges. Y/N smiles, ready for so much more.

Want me to write more? Let me know. I would love to hear from you. 📝❤️

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[ldrmas]

So I’ve been seeing a lot of @winchester-reload  #suptober22 entries and it inspired me to try and do this, especially when I saw Day 2 Pillow Talk. So I hope you enjoy Sabriel pillow talk which I figured goes like this.  Sam: Gabe? Babe...? 

Gabriel: Samshine, if you have woken me up before sunrise just to tell me you are going running again, I swear I’m gonna turn all your salads into cotton candy everyday this week. Sam: *chuckles* No, you won’t, but I’ll be back with breakfast, I love you. *kisses Gabe’s cheek then rolls outta bed*  Gabe: My favorite? *peeks one golden eye open at Sam before he can leave the room* 

Sam: Of course.

Gabe: ...You are forgiven, ... and I luv ya too. *cuddles deeper into the blankets and is instantly back asleep* 

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[diabolimeservavit666]

Great! Now, I want to ship it...

Sam better watch it. This sweet little Brit might just steal his Trickster. Unintentionally, though. I don't think he'd do it on purpose. Whoever decided that Ketch and Gabe are a good fit is mental. I mean, what are you basing it off of? He only freed Gabriel as breakup revenge on Asmodeus, a way to make up to Dean, and to, well, help them get Mary and Jack back. Sure, he felt a little sympathy towards the Angel but nothing more than that. Now, Mick and Gabriel could work and it would absolutely be the most adorable thing on the damn planet. Help me, I'm shipping. 😈 LET 'EM SAIL! HEHEHE!

But, honestly, though. Like, come on. You know it's cute.

#my hurt little puppies #well more like a puppy and a bunny #whatever i ship it #getting ship ideas random as hell #that could actually work too #shipping a chaotic hufflepuff with a sweet one #haters can suck it #mick davies #adam fergus #gabriel #richard speight jr #sam winchester #jared padalecki #gabriel x mick davies #no idea what the ship name should be #sabriel is in danger #you guys dont know how to ship

[it-was-too-cold-always]

We're Not in CW Anymore - 1

The reader gets blasted into another universe - one where Sam and Dean Winchester are real people, real hunters, and really fucked up. To her surprise (or horror), Dean has been getting glimpses of her life in his dreams and is completely enamored with her. It's nothing like the cable-friendly CW show that she knows and loves.

Reader x Dean Winchester

Warnings: language, violence

Chapter 1: The Good News Gabriel Brings

One minute, you were reading your very spicy romance book on your couch. The next, you were sitting in some diner off the highway, book still in hand. You looked around, wondering if anyone noticed you appear out of thin air. Not a single person was looking towards you. Okay, this must be a dream, I dozed off while reading, you thought. If I'm right, I won't be able to read words. You opened up to a random part in the book, and sure enough, you could read every single smutty word on that page. Fuck. What just happened?

"More coffee, sweetie?" The waitress pulled you from your downward spiral. You accepted, though you'd rather be drinking something a little stronger. You took a sip, letting the warmth fill you up. You looked down - you were no longer wearing your oversized sleep shirt. Instead, you were wearing skinny jeans, brown boots, and a gray tank top with a blue flannel layered on top. Very autumn lumberjack, you thought. It was much more appropriate than your sleep shirt though, given the dreary weather outside. You pulled your phone out of your back pocket, surprised to find a signal. You were more surprised that you had your phone at all, and even more perplexed when you saw your purse sitting on the booth next to you. You peeked inside - thank god, your inhaler. You're gonna need that because the panic will surely set in soon. You scroll through your phone and find your messages are all gone. There's no logs of calls or contacts. Everything has been wiped. Great. You pull up the news to see if you can get your bearings a little. You weren't quite sure what else to do - after all, you've never teleported before.

You were too focused on your phone to notice a 1967 Chevy Impala pull up to the diner. Nor did you notice the two gigantic men walk through the front door as the bell jingled. But one of these men clocked you almost immediately. His face turned pale and he stopped in his tracks. "Holy shit," he breathed. The taller one looked at him like he was nuts, but before he could say anything else, the shorter (but still really tall) one found himself walking towards you. "Dude, what the hell?" His buddy was following him to your booth.

"Hey. Hi. Um, can I sit here?" Real smooth, dipshit, he thought to himself. You looked up at the man speaking to you, not really registering what he said. This man was a spitting image of Jensen Ackles. In fact, they could be twins. However the man standing in front of you had his flannel sleeves rolled up enough for you to see a tattoo sleeve and a myriad of scars peppering his skin. The man who appeared behind this man looked exactly like Jared Padalecki. "Am I being punked?" you asked. The two men look at each other and sit down in your booth, facing you. They look intrigued, waiting for you to keep talking.

"I wouldn't really say 'punked,' but I really had some fun with this one." A dude appeared out of nowhere, sitting next to you, looking like Richard Speight, Jr. Okay, what the actual fuck.

"Gabriel? What the fuck are you doing here?" the guy who looked like Jared asked. Okay, we got Sam, Dean, Gabriel...what's next? Cas? You look out the window to see the Impala and your stomach flips.

"Listen, I don't have a lot of time for you bozos, so pay attention and don't interrupt. Y/N, this is Sam and Dean. Sam and Dean, this is Y/N. Yes, like the show Supernatural, I know, whoop-de-do, let's get to the juicy parts, alright?" Gabriel looks almost irritated with his little speech.

"What the hell is going on?" Sam's patience was wearing thin already.

"What did I say about interrupting? You're a bad listener. As I was saying, Y/N comes from another universe. Dean, I'm sure you're quite familiar. Y/N, you get the gist of it, but it's not exactly like the CW show. This is more real-life, nitty gritty, not at all rated PG-13. There's a lot of shit from the show that didn't happen in this universe. The writing really went to shit after Kripke left, but that's just my opinion. I digress. Y/N and Dean are soulmates, don't ask me how they ended up in different universes, I'm just here to fix it. So boom, problem solved, have fun figuring all this shit out." Gabriel acted bored but seemed to be amused by this situation.

Your head was spinning. Supernatural. Real life. Alternate universe. Soulmates? You stared down your coffee cup as you tried to wrap your head around the situation. It was hard when the entire time, you could feel Dean staring at you. He hasn't taken his eyes off you since he walked into the diner. You thought they were attractive on the show, but in real like they're so gorgeous, it's intimidating.

"Why would you do Dean a favor like that? What do you get out of it?" Sam asked. "Nothing from you ever comes out of the kindness of your heart."

"Listen bud, I just know what's gotta happen and I do it. Any other questions?"

"Hold on! You said parts of the TV show didn't happen in this universe. Which parts?" You had to know - Rowena, Crowley, Chuck, Leviathan - was all of this real now?

"Just the dumb parts. All of season 7 basically. That weird attachment Dean had with the Darkness even though she was a kid for a while, creepy if you ask me. The whole Darkness thing never happened, don't know if it will in the future though. The Men of Letters are alive and thriving, Sam and Dean actually work for them as hunters. I don't know kid I'm sure you'll figure it all out." His answer placated you for now. It was still too much for your brain to process. You're sure you'll have lots of questions come up as the day progresses. You turn to thank him, but he's already gone. That leaves you alone in a booth with Sam and Dean Winchester.

Chapter 2

#dean winchester #supernatural #dean x reader #sam and dean #team free will #spn

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[canonicallysoulmates]

Jensen Solo Gold Panel Vancon 2022

For those that may not know, Jared sadly wasn't able to attend this con because he has covid so Jensen had to do their panels solo.

Jensen mentions that there was an impromptu unofficial wrap party the night before because when spn wrapped it was during the pandemic so they weren't able to have a party for it, so he had a long night. Says, that usually, he would rely on Jared to handle most of the talking but he has to do it today, and also says that Jared sends his love. That he thinks he was Jared's first call on Friday after he found out about his covid diagnosis, and Jared was really bummed about it.

Jensen mentions that per studio protocol they have to get tested 3x a week even if they're not working, they have to do the test and submit the results. That he asked Jared how he was feeling and Jared replied that he couldn't even take the garbage out so Jensen told him to "get some sleep, get some rest, I got you." The I got you makes me soft 🥺

Jumping right into questions: Who would be his ideal headliners at an ACL weekend?

In case someone doesn't know ACL is Austin City Limits which is a music festival in Austin or as Jensen describes it: Austin’s Coachella.

His headliners would be The Rolling Stones, Elton John, and Metallica who he has seen in concert before and he says he was in awe. He asks the fan who they would pick as a headliner and they say Justin Timberlake, and Jensen says in that genre he would go with Bruno Mars. x

Will he direct any episodes of The Winchesters? He would like to, and already would be if he wasn’t filming Big Sky. He’s filming basically till the end of the year so he doesn't have any spare time but if they end up getting more episodes he does plan to direct it's something he wants to do. He also mentions that Richard Speight Jr. was recently directing an episode. x

From the start of spn to now is there something that he has gained that he could add to his resume like any special skills? He guesses he could add tap dancing.

And also says fight choreographer because he got told he could say so by John Koyama who is a stunt coordinator for The Boys. So, for The Boys they get to rehearse fights weeks in advance and just get in there and work out the movements. During rehearsals, Jensen would make suggestions cause he has experience doing fight scenes, and John Koyama, who is a highly decorated stunt coordinator and one of the best Jensen has ever worked with, told him he felt he needed to give Jensen fight choreographer credit on the show.

Jensen says one of the great things about his job is collaborating and creating with insanely talented people like how he and Jared would sit down and find the little moments that weren’t in the script. x

The next fan used to be a scuba diving instructor and has experience diving with sharks and wants to know if Jensen has ever done an extreme sport and if he has, does he have a story about it? And if he doesn't this person is also a middle school teacher so does he have any stories about his kids and school?

He actually has been in the water with sharks, not great whites although there was a time when he thought he would like to do that he thinks that time has passed but he has been in the water with reef sharks and black tips. That it’s a wild feeling to be in somebody else's territory knowing you are completely helpless and if they wanted to do something to you there's nothing that could be done about it. That it is a bizarre out-of-body experience to dive with predators like that; then as far as kids school stories he did have a parent-teacher conference last week and they got glowing reports from the teachers about their kids. That the twins are in kindergarten and the teacher said Zeppelin is the sweetest and that Arrow did amazingly on the aptitude test that what the school is looking for is between a 3 - 5 and she got a 22 so the teacher said if they wanted they could talk about her skipping a grade but they decided not to cause she has her brother.

I wanna take a detour real quick because when Jensen was talking about swimming with the sharks the fan mentions that she carries a knife with her when diving so she can hit the shark on the nose if it gets too close, and Jensen was baffled. And as a lifelong fan of that oceanic predator, I want to take a second to say the fan is right. Ideally, if you need to push a shark away you would do so with a long stick because you don't want to let a shark get too close but if it did, depending on the type of shark and assuming it's not in an aggressive mood you can just push them away by the nose just be careful your hand doesn't accidentally end up in their mouth. They're curious animals, they just wanna know what you are but if they do attack go for the eyes and gills, and remember don't flop around like a fish. Sharks have no interest in eating humans or attacking us but if you act like prey they'll treat you like prey. Also, never swim in shark waters by yourself that's just asking for trouble.

That's my mini shark PSA 🦈

Back to the panel, what's a question he would be happy to never answer again? The what's your favorite episode question because it's hard to answer. x

Was there any special preparation before the scene where Dean meets Death in the pizzeria or was Julian Richings just enough for the tenseness that's in that scene? Julian was enough. Jensen says all the plans he had regarding that scene went out the window the moment he sat down in front of him. That there are moments in spn where you can see Dean disappear and Jensen appear as an audience member and be amazed and that's how he felt when he sat down across from Julian. That his performance and his whole persona is so rich and layered that Jensen didn't really have to do anything, that he's fantastic and one of the best guest stars they ever had. x

Everybody has a platform, and nowadays there's pressure to have an opinion on everything, what are some tools Jensen uses in his life to keep himself living genuinely and intentionally instead of hopping unto opinion bandwagons just because they're popular at the time? 

He reiterates that everybody has a platform, and it's up to the individual to respect it. What the platform can do can be damaging but it can also be uplifting and it's to the individual to choose what they are gonna use their platform for; he is very precious with the fact that he gets to stand on a stage and address everyone, he doesn't take that for granted and he wants to earn it. Says that he doesn't deserve this but he's going to try and earn it every time he gets on stage and in front of a mic or he posts a thing online.

It is a responsibility a lot of people didn't have and now we all have it and we have to decide what to do with it, do we wanna bring light into the world or cast shadows. He chooses to bring light into the world and he will continue to do that; when it comes to living genuinely and not being a mouthpiece to popular ideas he tries to navigate that to the best of his ability in a way that doesn't have negative outcomes. If he has an opinion about something that's wrong and he wants to speak out about it he will because it means something to him but mostly he keeps his opinions to himself and he tries to still live by the saying of if you have nothing nice to say don't say anything at all. That if you say something you should make every effort to make it positive. x

Does he have a favorite quote that he lives by? He has some that pop into his head but he doesn’t know if there’s one in particular. One he told the cast of The Winchesters is that they don't deserve to be there, they earned the right but they have to continue to earn it every day, that it's a responsibility.

That he tries not to take things for granted. That there's also a quote from a Lincoln commercial that Matthew McConaughey did that hit him so much that he wrote it down and put it in his closet. And the quote is "taking care of yourself takes care of more than just yourself" and to him, that means his kids and his family. Being good to yourself mentally but also physically, exercising, eating healthy, trying to be a positive impact on the world are things that are good for you but also to those who depend on you, and he knows he has a big responsibility with himself, with his kids and his family, but also the fans, his friends, his work, his cast- they depend on him so he tries to be good to himself so he can be good for them. x

There's a scene where he and Jared are going down some stairs in perfect synchronization was that choreographed or was that improv?

Jensen guarantees that it was done subconsciously, that he and Jared are very similar in the way that they perform, and also when you work with somebody that long you don't even think about doing stuff for example he shares that he and Jared would come out of their individual trailers at the exact same time so often that people would start betting on it. That they lockstepped on just about everything they did because they were together so much so those in-sync moments that happened are totally subconscious. ❤️

Jensen also mentions that there is probably not one scene in spn where he and Jared don't have gum in their mouth.

SPN had a lot of extras, does he ever get to go anywhere and not know somebody or how often is he surprised to run into someone he knows and has worked with? In Vancouver, it's a lot more likely for him to walk into a restaurant and have the waiter be somebody who has been on the show but a lot of the time he feels bad cause he might not recognize them, he has worked with hundreds of people and some that he runs into might be someone who he worked with over 10yrs ago. That the great and crazy thing about being on a show for that long in the same city is that a large part of the population has gone through the spn doors, and it gives him a little pride to know that what they did for so long employed so many people and gave them an opportunity to have an experience on a show. He feels that it's like they got to come over to his and Jared's house and have a party.

And now he's getting to go to other people's houses and party in their houses. That he was asked the other day what it's like being on Big Sky and he said that it's like going to somebody else's dinner party. That he and Jared got to host one of their own for a long time and now he gets to be the guest of honor at someone else's although with Big Sky he feels like he showed up and got asked to cook the steaks x

Last question, Radio Company what can he say about it?

They are having a Christmas-themed joint concert with Louden Swain the Monday after Nashcon, tickets are going on sale on Friday, Oct 28th. So far they don't have any plans for touring or other concerts just that event. x

Jensen Solo Gold Panel Vancon

#remember kids sharks are friends #jensen ackles #mine #main panel summary will be up tomorrow

[your-not-invisible-to-me]

AARON’S MASTERLIST

Hey everybody! My name’s Aaron, and I’m looking forward to getting back into the world of fanfiction. Requests are OPEN. Rules for requests can be found here. 

I write for characters like Matt Murdock, Billy Russo, Bucky Barnes, Loki, Michael Kinsella, and fandoms like Marvel, DC, Shadow and Bone Kin, The Witcher, and more. Send me Requests! Let's see what we can come up with together. 

Please enjoy this master list I’ve put together! Things will be added and updated as time goes on. 

SHADOW AND BONE FICS

My Manhattan

Ship: Aleksander Kirigan x Alina Starkov 

Summary: Recently aged out of an orphanage, Alina Starkov gets her way to school paid for by a mysterious benefactor, under the deal that she must write him a letter once a month to keep him updated. With nothing to call him, she refers to him as Daddy Long Legs after the shadow she sees of him on the wall. 

As school goes on, Alina is whisked away to Manhattan for a day trip with her roommate Genya and Genya’s young uncle, Aleksander. While she finds herself falling for this mysterious man, she’s unaware he’s her mysterious benefactor that is paying for her way to school in the first place. 

AKA, the Daddy Long Legs Darklina AU that no one asked for.

DAREDEVIL FICS 

You Drew Stars Around My Scars

Ship: Matt Murdock x Jennifer Walters

Summary: Matt and Jen get to spend some more time together in the morning after defeating Leap Frog

Warnings: talk of body scars, a brief scene of oral sex, making out

We'll Hold Hands Until the Sun Comes Out

Ship: Matt Murdock x Reader

Summary: After a horrible week of bad luck breaking you down, Matt is ready to be there and pick up the pieces.

That Beautiful Sound 

Ship: Matt Murdock x F!Nelson Reader 

Summary: You and Foggy go to see Beetlejuice: The Musical on Broadway, but neglect to tell Matt. 

Wax Strips

Ship: Matt Murdock x F!Reader 

Summary: Matt prides himself on his memory until he forgets to take the trash out, causing you to learn a new secret. 

Warnings: mentions of toxic ex, insecurities, mentions of body hair/waxing 

SUPERNATURAL FICS

The Imaginary Friend

Ship: Chuck Shurley x Original Female Character 

Summary: Ranger Winchester has spent her whole life immersed in the world of monsters, so the last thing she questions is being able to talk to a voice in her head. What happens when Ranger, Sam, and Dean are on a case, and she meets the owner of the voice she’s heard all her life?

As of 2022, this fic is discontinued. That being said, never say never!

Attack Mode

Ship: Chuck Shurley x F!Reader 

Summary: The double date your friend set you up on with her seemed like a bust until the adorably shy writer walked through the door. While you normally didn’t like nervous guys, you couldn’t help but turn on attack mode.

Awkward Flutters

Ship: Castiel x F!Reader 

Summary: Castiel accidentally flutters into your bathroom as you’re trying to deal with... lady issues. 

REAL PERSON FANFIC

Includes Rob Benedict, Billy Moran, Richard Speight, Jr. 

Strung Out Photographs 

Ship: Billy Moran x Deaf Original Female Character 

Summary: Carver Benedict has been estranged from her brother Rob for a long time. After taking a job with the convention company he does appearances for, the last thing she expects is to fall for his best friend.  Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | 

As of 2022, this fic is discontinued. That being said, never say never! 

Guitar Pics

Ship: Rob Benedict x Richard Speight, Jr. 

Summary: Richard helps his boyfriend through a panic attack Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | 

Warnings: Talks of Depression, Panic Attacks 

They’re Better Than You Are 

Ship: Rob Benedict x F!Reader 

Summary: You met your husband Rob after you were cast as Megatron on Supernatural. After years together, the two of you had hit a rough spot, and you’re afraid divorce is coming. It isn’t until the two of you start filming “Don’t Call Me Shurley” that you are able to get your real feelings out.  Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | 

Warnings: Accusations of cheating 

Moments 

Ship: Rob Benedict x Reader 

Summary: An actress on Supernatural, you and Rob are in a relationship, and recently you had revealed to him that you had been sexually assaulted in the past, and it was why you were so adraid to be intimate. But as a songwriter, another secret gets let out.  Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | 

Warnings: Talk to sexual assualt, depression 

Piece By Piece

Ship: Rob Benedict x Teenage F!Reader 

Summary: After being kicked out of your house by your parents, your co-star shows you what a true parent really looks like.  Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | 

Warnings: Mentions of parental abuse, depression 

The Past 

Ship: Rob Benedict F!Reader 

Summary: After seeing your abusive ex-boyfriend in public, you have Rob take you back home. You finally tell him the truth. 

Warnings: Mentions of abuse 

Shoving into Closets 

Ship: Rob Benedict x F!Reader 

Summary: You’re an actor on SPN, and Matt Cohen is tired of you and Rob not acting on your feelings. He shoves you both in a closet until you figure your stuff out. 

When it’s Time 

Ship: Rob Benedict x F!Reader 

Summary: When words fail you, you use song to get your true feelings out to Rob. 

The Morning After 

Ship: Rob Benedict x F!Reader 

Summary: You lose your virginity to Rob, and he wants to make sure you know how much you mean to him. 

A Well Needed Surprise 

Ship: Rob Benedict x F!Reader 

Summary: You and Rob had been apart for more than two weeks, so you decide to surprise him at a convention. 

Better Than Willow 

Ship: Rob Benedict x F!Reader 

Summary: It takes an episode of Buffy the Vampire Slayer for you and Rob to realize what you’d been holding back. 

Know that I Love You 

Ship: Teenage!Rob Benedict x Teenage!Richard Speight, Jr. 

Summary: Rob gets insecure after a game of Truth or Dare. Rich is there to make sure he knows he’s loved. 

Warnings: Depression

Not Anymore 

Ship: Teenage!Rob Benedict x Teenage!Richard Speight, Jr. 

Summary: Rich is there for his boyfriend after coming out to his dad doesn’t go as planned. 

Warnings: Mentions of parental abuse, depression, self-harm 

THE WALKING DEAD FICS

Handle the Baseball Player

Ship: Negan x Becca

Summary: The last place Becca expected to see her husband was as the leader of her group's likely death. 

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GIFS I

Gifs I don’t want to lose :)

Top Gun + Top Gun: Maverick

The Dog fight Scene

More of the scene

More dog fight scene

Hangman & Coyote

Hangman and his darts

Bob in the sky

Hangman during the dog fight

The one time you see the other pilots

An adorable duo

Fritz during the dog fight

Bob’s move

“Hangman in costume”

“College Jake”

Yale in the sky

TGM cast

Bob

Bob and Mickey in college collage

Top gun as troubled birds?

TG and TGM teachers

Icemav

Bob and Fanboy as besties

Shock

Bob, Fanboy, and Coyote

Dagger Squad

Rooster @ Hangman

Hangman @ Rooster

Bob’s hair

Kermit and Lewis

Things associated with BB

The Squad

Brad

Quarter of the dagger squad playing jenga

Mav and Rooster

Mav runs to Rooster

Rooster learns Mav is insane

Bradshaw boys // B Boys 

Goose Goose

Anthony as Goose

Iceman, Maverick, Goose, and Slider

Iceman

Iceman being Iceman

Wolfman and Hangman

“Nerd” boys being proud of Nat

Glen

Cleaned up Dagger Squad 

Sassy Bradley

Edit

Should have been a real pic in the movie

Wolfman and Hollywood

Slider and Iceman

Top Daggers

Fanboy and Payback

Wolfman and Hollywood

Dramatic Hannix

Hannix

Sad Hannix

The cast 

Butts

Everybody Wants Some!!

Finnegan with his cowboy hat // Cowboy hat

Finnegan dancing // more dancing

Finnegan // Pt. 2

Finnegan and the bull

Finnegan and Coma dancing

Supernatural

Richard Speight Jr fangirling

Jensen *tsk tsk*

Gag reel

Dean

The cast and their hair

Dean stealing candy

Dean cleaning himself 

Funny post

Dick Hunter

More Dean

Alternate Dean’s

Swat Supernatural 

Dean

Sam and Dean

Dean

Devotion

Jonathon and Glen 

Glen in devotion

Glen in his uniform

Glen in his whites

Narnia

Lucy and Peter

Tiktok song

Dialogue

Susan w/ Eliza H lyrics

Pevensie Ages

Small timeline

Viva la Viva w/ Peter

Sad times w/ Peter

Moodboard series

Hamilton lyrics x Narnia peeps

William Mosley gifs // Pt. 2

Narnia book remodel

Peter edit

Parallels

Merlin

Merlin

Merlin and poetry

Merlin curses

Arthur’s love language for Merlin

More Merlin

Gwaine

More Gwaine

Merlin edit

Arthur

Arthur accpeting magic (what we deserved to see)

Non Merlin watcher comments

Rupert Young being cocky

Merthur

Break my heart // Pt.2 

Arthur learned the truth 

Edits

Merlin

Arthur messing with Merlin

Arthur defying his Father

The End

Locations 

Arthur undressing

BBC Merlin

BBC Merlin

Funny

Interesting 

Bridgerton

Kanthony

Character develpment - Anthony

The family dancing

The family

Mentions of the sting

Stranger Things

Equipped Nancy

Eddie

Nancy and Eddie

Platonic Soulmates

This is music

Ted Lasso

Jamie 

More Jamie

Some more Jamie

Jamie 

Jamie

Sleepy Jamie

More Jamie

Lot more Jamie

(Don’t judge me) Jamie

Character development

Jamie (cold upstairs, hot downstairs)

Jamie

Parallels

Jamie

The strings

Character arc

Cartwheels

Roy

Jamie

Cuteness

Dance Dance

Pass the ball

Dance dance again

Fist bump

Beard and Roy

The Richman Way

Lasso dance

The end

Uncle Roy

Jamie

Birthday

Jamie knows Roy

Progress

After the poster

More progress

Jamie being mature

Last practice

Jamie and Sam

Jamie

Ted and Rebecca

Jamie 

Jamie and Sam 

You missed a good one

Wizard of Oz

Father and Son

Jamie

Will and convos

Sassy trio

Tears

The Fashion Police

Team fines

Jamie and Dani

Facts

Jamie

Sweaty Jamie 

Triple Frontier

The boys

Makes me cackle

How I imagined the end in One Shot

The main four

Santi

Frankie

Will

More Will

Benny

More Benny

“After” the movie Benny

Menacing walk Benny (future unwritten scene?) 

AU Will 

Marvel/ DC

Zemo dancing

Bucky

More Bucky

Not Bucky but fits the vibe

Misc

Willard dancing

Willard and Ren Dancing

Marko, Paul, Dwayne, and David

Lindsay embarrassing Flack

Shane and Ryan through the years

Shane and Ryan

Ryan

Salem Saberhagen Icons Pt. 1 // Pt. 2

Salem Saberhagen

Chris Knight deleted scene

Chris Knight

Black Phone

Leatherface (2017)

Numb3rs “date night”

Eric saves Jack

Monk

The boys and Lassie

Benny icons for My babysitters a vampire

Bowers gang

(Book) Stan Uris

Stan and Ritchie

IT

Harry potter

Fred and George being adorable

Now you see me

Bohrap

Queen commentary

Tom Hiddleston is a real life prince

James Diamond

Kira Yukimura

Fic edits

BTR vibes

Glen Powell

P & P Trivia

Know your Leatherface

Drew in the puppy interview

Rafe obx 3

Lewis 

“College Student”

Art History meme

Deadpool

American Psycho

Shower AP Scene

AP Lines

Rafe

Phil Dunster

Dungeons and Dragons 

Aemond Targaryen 

Ken talk

Behind the scenes - HOTD - AT

DPS things

Wolf transformation

The toast

Aemond T

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Coffee With Y/N (Gabriel X Reader)

One thing always got you through the day. Good or bad. And that was coffee. You looked forward to going to your favorite coffee shop every day. You were a hunter but you tried to keep your cases local. One day you decided to celebrate yet another successful hunt. So you went to your favorite coffee shop. You ordered a mocha and a cinnamon roll. You were on your phone so you didn't look up when you ordered. Once you got your order you grabbed it and went to a table. As you went to take a drink you noticed the name on your cup. It said "for sugar,"

  You looked around but didn't really see anyone. You shrugged and went about enjoying your treats. You had just finished another hunt a few days later. Only you couldn't save the victim. You needed a coffee to calm your nerves. You placed your order for a strong black coffee. You grabbed it when it was placed on the counter. As you were walking home you looked down at that cup. On the lid it said. "It's gonna be ok cupcake,". The little message made you smile for the first time that day. A few months passed and you kept getting sweet little notes on your cups. It was now Christmas time. Which meant the coffee shop now had their amazing hot chocolate for order. You were so excited.

  You waited in line watching the baristas. The newest one seemed to love the job. His name was Gabriel. He was really cool. Nice. Not bad to look at. Definitely a charmer. You finally got up to the counter. "Hot cocoa with a cinnamon stick and whipped cream for Y/N!" Gabriel called. You smiled.

  "You already know I'm here," she said.

"Of course," he said with a smile, "any news on the secret admirer?' he asked.

"Not yet," you said, "but I won't give up until I find out,". You thanked him as you grabbed your cocoa and headed to a table to wait for a friend to pick you up for a party. As you sat down you noticed a little folded up note taped to your cup. You looked around again and no one again seemed out of place or anything. You took the note and unfolded it.

  Hi Y/N, I've been so nervous to do this for a while. I've admired you for a while. I'm sure you've noticed the little notes and nicknames I've left on the cups over the last few months. I really wanna get to know you. You seem so amazing. If you wanna know who I am please stay after closing tonight. P.S. I promise honey bun I'm not a creeper.

  You laughed at that last part. You gave it some thought and soon after making your decision you called your friend and told them you couldn't make the party. You got comfy and decided to finish the book you'd be reading for a bit while you waited. Soon the shop was getting ready to close. One of the last baristas waved to you as they left. You looked up and noticed no one else there. You figured your admirer was probably in the kitchen of the shop. Just as you were about to get up Gabriel came into the room from the kitchen. He had a nervous little smirk on his face. "You stayed," he said.

  "You're my admirer?" you asked a bit surprised. He nodded.

"I am," he answered sitting across from you, "disappointed?". You shook your head.

  "Not at all," you said. It all made sense. You started getting the sweet messages when Gabriel started working at the shop.

  "So what do we do now?" you asked.

  "Well I can get us a snack and some coffee and we can talk," he said, "but you should know something first,". You looked at him confused.

  "What is it?" you asked. Gabriel looked at you and a moment later his eyes glew a bright blue. Your eyes widened.

  "You're an angel?" you asked more out of shock than needing confirmation. He nodded.

  "Archangel actually," he answered, "still wanna talk?" You nodded. Gabriel smiled and snapped his fingers conjuring up two hot cocoas and a big cinnamon roll for you two to share. And you spent the rest of the night talking to your angelic admirer.

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Candy shop

Gabriel X reader (well it's Gabe don't know what to tell you)

I decided to go to the mall for the day as I got bored at the bunker and I'm not a hunter so instead of waiting for Sam and Dean I decided to have a shower and get ready to go.

As I step out of the shower and put clothes on I heard a noise and decided to grab the closest thing to me before investing luckily I keep a gun in my dresser drawer.  I hold the gun out and slowly creep out of my room to the figure in the kitchen and I decide to shoot without seeing who it is first.

"Ow, a hello would be nice instead of just deciding to shoot me sweet cheeks" Gabriel said holding his arm.  "It's a good thing I'm an angel and your bullets don't kill me".  I then put the gun down and rush up to him "Gabe, baby you scared the living fuck outta me, just because I don't hunt doesn't mean I don't know how to use a gun" I stand a little higher to kiss him.  He kisses me back and then tries to stick his tongue in my mouth to which I pull away. "Fine honey bun apologie accepted...later" he winks.  "Where are you going looking so gorgeous, going on some hot date?" He eyes me up and down "I highly doubt I'm going on a hot date just because I got a cute outfit on Gabe" I giggle.  "I mean if you want to join me than we can make it a date, going to the mall hoping to maybe hit the candy shop" I say with a wink.  "Oh sugar you sure know a way to a man's heart, your so seductive" he grabs my waist and we head out.

We go to the mall to the candy shop and Gabriel and I decide to pick out candy to have to watch a movie with later. "Hey Gabe" I smirk looking at him.  "Yes my beloved cream pie" he smirks back at me.  "I'll take you to the candy shop and later I'll lick your lollypop" I whisper in his ear.  "When we get back I'd love to lick your middle like an Oreo" he whispers in my ear and then squeezes my butt.

References to songs (I'll take you to the Candy shop -50 cent) and (Cookie-R. Kelly)

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Missing You

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Pairings - Jensen Ackles & Daughter reader

Requested - anon - reader misses jensen (her dad) more than she realises and goes to a con and just soft fluff please (if you can link last nights episode in some how then that’d be great) Love your work!!!

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You sat in your bedroom curled up under the covers of your bed with your TV playing in the background, snacks lay scattered around you as you scrolled through Twitter. You were waiting for the newest episode of Supernatural to air, knowing that your dad had worked so hard on it as director for that episode. You also knew that one of his songs from his upcoming album with Steve was going to be on it.

You hadn’t even seen the episode yet but you already had such an overwhelming feeling of pride for your dad, remembering how shy he had been once upon a time when performing in front of an audience and now he was hours away from releasing an album and having a song of his featured on the show he had dedicated such a huge part of his life to.

“Because I kind of hate me right now.” God spoke causing you to roll your eyes and mutter a sarcastic “tragic” under your breath. As much as you hated Chuck, you could help the smile as you watched Rob’s acting, he was incredible. It had been a while since you had seen him and other members of the cast, maybe you’d ask your dad if you could go to one of the upcoming conventions soon.

Tears filled your eyes as you watched Sam and Dean talk in the impala, turning to a watery glare as the scene changed to Chuck writing the story. You had no idea how Supernatural was going to end, your dad had offered to tell you some secrets but you refused. You’d been watching the show for a long time now and wanted to experience the final season along with every other fan, wanted to go on Twitter and tweet about your actual reactions, wanted to be shocked when an old face was reintroduced or cry like you had when Rowena had died.

Once the show ended it didn’t take long before your phone lit up with an incoming FaceTime call, you grinned as you saw your dad was the caller.

“Hey Y/N/N!” Your dad greeted as the call connected.

“Hey dad, you did such an amazing job directing that episode!” You told him sincerely, a giant grin on your face as you continued to praise him. “And the song! Dad, it fit so well! God, I’m so proud of you. I can’t wait until the album comes out tonight.” You had heard a few songs from the album, your dad had wanted to share them with you.

Some nights when you couldn’t sleep you’d wonder the house and find him in the living room or sat out in the back garden with his guitar and a notebook in front of him. He’d play you songs to help you drift back to sleep and you woke up the next day either on the couch cuddled up with him or in your own room wrapped tightly in your blankets.

“Yeah? You really think it was that good or you just saying that?” He teased, a grin on his own face as he took in the compliments you were giving him. To him there was no better reward than seeing his family happy, sure the awards they won on the show were great but seeing that pure look of happiness on your face couldn’t compare.

“Dad!” You laughed, “It was amazing, I promise! Everyone is raving about your directing and for good reason to. And Chuck in that episode, I swear I hate him so much but Rob- I love him and his acting is amazing.”

“Hey, what about me?” You heard a voice shout slightly off camera but knew the owner of the voice immediately.

“Uncle Jared! Of course, you were incredible as always!” You laughed as you watched him squeeze himself into your dad’s personal space so they both were just about visible on your screen.

“That’s what I like to hear. I miss you kiddo, I feel like I’ve not seen you for ages.” He pouted before playfully glaring at your dad.

“I know, I miss you too. I was actually going to ask you dad if I could come out to one of the conventions. I have a week off from school when you’re at the next one.” You told him, desperately hoping he’d say yes. It hadn’t been that long since you last saw him but you missed him so much when he wasn’t around.

“Well if you’re off school I don’t see why you can’t come. I’ll make sure everything sorted and let you know what’s happening. Are you going to be ok flying on your own, I don’t know if I’ll be able to fly back before the con?” He asked you, worry clear in his tone. You weren’t the best flyer but you could handle it on your own.

“Yeah, no, I’ll be fine. Promise. I just really wanna see you, Uncle Jared and the rest of the cast soon. I miss you.” You cursed yourself silently as your voice cracked, betraying the emotions you were feeling. Even though he was away a lot for work you were closest with your dad, he was always there whenever you needed him, if he wasn’t at home you knew you could always call him and he’d be there. When he wasn’t home though you did feel guilty about calling him, not wanting to drag him away from work or sleep if you’d had a particularly bad night. Having him close always took a huge weight off of you.

“Hey, I miss you too baby girl. Is everything alright?” He asked in concern, you watched as Jared moved away allowing you and Jensen some privacy.

“Yeah, I’m fine really, I don’t know why I’m so emotional right now. I guess I just didn’t realised how bad I missed you.” You told him, giving him a smile, not wanting him to worry about you more than he did. You watched as he frowned, eyebrows knitting together but he nodded along with what you were saying.

“You know if you need me, no matter when, you call me. Even if you think it’s silly-”

“I know I can call you. I promise nothing is wrong though.” You reassured him, smiling when he nodded more genuinely, some of the concern leaving his face but you could tell he didn’t fully believe you.

“We’ll be together before you know it princess.” He told you with a grin making you feel at ease.

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Three weeks later you were stood in the airport at San Francisco waiting for your dad’s flight to come in. Luckily you’d both managed to get flights that were fairly close to each other but you were stuck at the airport for at least half an hour by yourself.

You decided to go to one of the coffee shops in the airport to grab a drink before making yourself comfortable at one of the tables and pulling your phone out. The flight itself wasn’t too bad but it wasn’t great, you honestly just wanted your dad. It had been weeks since you had seen him last and it was starting to get to you.

Forty minutes later you got a text from your dad letting you know him Misha and Jared had landed and you quickly wrote back letting him know where you were. You saw him first, it wasn’t hard to find Jensen, Misha or Jared in a crowd, they were usually the tallest and the fairly sized crowd following them, snapping pictures and getting autographs gave them away.

You managed to push past the fans and wrapped yourself around Jensen before he had a chance to even acknowledge who was invading his space. For a brief moment he assumed it was a fan but a quick glance down had him beaming and wrapping his arms around you just as tightly. You felt him press a kiss against your hair and couldn’t help it as your eyes filled with tears, God you’d missed him.

You heard the fans cooing around you but paid them no mind as you clung to your dad.

“Hey baby girl, I missed you.” He told you softly, you squeezed him tighter as you nodded against him.

“I missed you too.” You choked out, focusing on not letting any tears fall right now.

“How about we get to the car, yeah?” Jensen asked you and you agreed wanting to be out of the view of the public, people snapping pictures when you were crying wasn’t exactly what you wanted.

Pulling away from Jensen you were engulfed by Jared wrapping you in his own hug, you were quick to hug him back. Not realising how much you’d missed him until you were in his arms.

“I missed you Uncle Jared.” This caused him to smile brightly down at you before telling you how much he missed you as well.

When you left Jared’s arms you turned to Misha and the two of you hugged each other before finally you were all leaving the airport, Jensen having grabbed the suitcase you’d abandoned in favour of greeting him.

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The car ride to the hotel wasn’t too long, you’d spent it cuddled up against your dad having no intention of leaving him at any point in the near future. When the four of you got to the hotel, your dad went to check you both in and you turned just in time to see Rob, Rich and Matt leaving the elevator. You made your way over to them, Richard spotting you first and meeting you half way.

“Y/N! You’re here!” He yelled as he threw his arms around you. The hug was quick and the other two hugged you hello.

“God, I love conventions, so many hugs.” You sighed happily causing the boys to laugh. The four of you chatted until Jared, Jensen and Misha came over, allowing everyone to greet each other and arrange for a dinner later on that evening.

“Come on princess, let’s put these away.” Jensen said, gesturing to the suitcases. One of his arms was placed around your shoulder as the other pulled his suitcase. You smiled up at him before taking your suitcase and heading to the elevator the boys had just left.

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“So,” Jensen started. The two of you were cuddled together in bed, you’d met up with Jared, Misha, Alexander, Ruth, Richard, Rob, Matt, Kim, Briana and Mark for dinner and now were back at the hotel. The cast had an early morning tomorrow so it was an early night for most of them. “Are you sure there’s nothing wrong? I’m not complaining about you being cuddly, trust me I love it, but if you need to talk, I’m right here.” You smiled up at him, feeling happier than you had when back in Austin.

“I promise I’m fine. I guess I just needed you more than I realised lately. Nothing even happened, school has been great, my grades are good, Danneel and the kids are doing well, nothing is bad but I don’t know I guess I just miss you being around. I don’t know why it got to me so much this time though.” You told him honestly. Jensen looked down at you, placing a kiss against your forehead before pulling you closer to him.

“I miss being around too. I love what I do so much but sometimes I feel bad about leaving you and JJ, the twins, Dani. I promise I’m always here though, for all of you. I’ll have more time once the show has ended, even with the music and the other projects. I love you, kiddo.” He told you. You were saddened to hear how bad he felt, the family knew he was there for them though and you all were so close, even when he was gone he made an effort to be involved in everyone’s lives.

“I love you too, so much. Never feel bad though, we all love that you’re doing what you love and that you still make such an effort to be with us, either on video calls or flying home on breaks, even if its just for a day or two.” The smile he gave you showed you how much your words meant to him even if they didn’t, to you, feel like they did justice to what you wanted to say. He always knew what you were saying without you needing to say it.

You couldn’t wait til his next break so he could come home.

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I love the Codependency of this Trio

{We're just going to ignore the fourth and fifth wheels for now AKA Jake Abel (Adam Milligan) and Richard Speight, Jr. (Gabriel).}

Like have you ever noticed the incredibly strong (and rather unique) friendships they have with one another? For example:

If David has a sad, it's Adam who cheers him up.

If Adam has a sad, it's Jeff who cheers him up (unless David's there).

If Jeffrey has a sad, it's David who cheers him up.

Their codependency is through the roof. Not even J2M2 or R2M2 has codependency this strong. Those guys do more of fucking with each other and driving each other up the walls. I started off an R2M2 girl but I just love this trio. Also, they have taken Jake in since J2M2 has basically ignored his existence (for the most part) and you can't tell me, otherwise. Jake dealing with their friendships with each other and love triangle is the funniest shit ever. He doesn't know what to think. Now, why did I say Rich is part of this? Because he's Jeff's too.

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My brain: god damn it

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For every $10 you donate to RIP Medical Debt, you will 1) be erasing about $1,000 in medical debt and 2) be entered in a raffle to win one of the items listed below. The more total donations we receive, the more scripts will be made available as prizes.

If donations reach $4000 total, we'll add:

Set: 8.15 'Man's Best Friend with Benefits' - Production Draft (unsigned). We're including another script written and directed by folks from the early years of Supernatural: The X-Files 3.18 'Teso Dos Bichos' - Pink "frankendraft" (props department, unsigned) along with the 2nd Unit Call Sheet from 3.12 (aired as 3.11) 'Mystery Spot' signed by Richard Speight Jr. at Jus in Bello 13 (Rome). 

14.01 'Stranger in a Strange Land' - Blue Draft signed by Jensen and Danneel Ackles at Crossroads 6 (Brighton, UK). Includes includes pink pages.

14.06 'Optimism' - Studio & Network Draft signed by director Richard Speight Jr. at at Salute to Supernatural: Nashville 2022; Felicia Day at Creation Tour: Atlanta 2023.

14.11 'Damaged Goods' - Pink Draft signed by Briana Buckmaster and Samantha Smith at Salute to Supernatural: Washington, D.C. 2022.

Set: 14.20 'Moriah' - Cherry pages. Signed by Rob Benedict at Jus in Bello 13 (Rome). Script is a misprint full script on white paper and missing page 40A so we're including 5.09 'The Real Ghostbusters' technical package and 11.19 'The Chitters' - Story Arena (both are unsigned).

Set: 15.01 (aired as 15.04) 'Atomic Monsters' - Yellow pages signed by Rob Benedict at Jus in Bello 13 (Rome). Script is a misprint full script in a large font so we're including 8.18 'Freaks and Geeks' day 8 call sheet & sides and 8.19 'Taxi Driver' - Call Sheet & Sides: Day 1 of 8 signed by Misha Collins at Creation Tour: Charlotte 2023.

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