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choicesbookclub · 3 months

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Welcome to the Choices Book Club! We are currently reading The Elementalists (book one). We are reading 2 chapters a week and new polls and questions will be posted every Saturday.

This Week’s Chapter: Chapter One—Open Enrollment & Chapter Two—The Exam

Question(s) of the Week:

Is this your first time playing or are you replaying? [Vote Here]

What is your MC's name? [MC Name] If you have or create a profile for your MC let me know and I can add it to our MC directory.

Do you know which LI(s) you will be pursuing? [Vote Here]

Did you choose the premium hairstyle and/or outfit? [Vote Here]

What did your MC tell the counselor they were looking for? [Vote Here]

Did you complete the social quest with Griffin? [Vote Here]

What did your MC ask about in Penn Square? [Vote Here]

Did you acquire the magic orbs? [Vote Here]

Which magick food did you try? [Vote Here]

Did you purchase the premium outfit (Chapter 2)? [Vote Here]

Did you complete the social quest "I'm in, tell me everything?" [Vote Here]

What is your MC's second attunement? [Vote Here] If you've played before, is this the same attunement you've used in the past? [Vote Here]

How would you rate this week's chapters? [Vote Here]

What does your MC's dorm room look like? [Share here]

Are you playing with the Wiki Walkthrough? [Vote Here]

*If you have a question or poll you'd like to see me add, just let me know

How else to Participate:

Please note that the mod is working full time and has real life responsibilities, so reblogs may be delayed

Post reactions, screenshots, videos, ramblings, theories,… whatever comes to you while playing

Create drawings, edits, moodboards, fics, headcanons, songs, poems, etc based on the chapters and/or characters

Create a profile page for your MC and submit it to our MC directory

Catch up on any of the previous week's questions/prompts

Posts that tag @choicesbookclub and use “#choices book club” will be reblogged here. Please note that tags “#choices book club” seem to be more reliable than mentioning the blog.

If your post is not reblogged within 48 hours, please dm me a link @lovealexhunt. Thank you!

[Please read the full guide to the event and how to participate here]

#The elementalists #the elementalists book club #choices book club te #the elementalists book one #choices book club #choices #playchoices #beckett harrington #griffin langley #aster d'yew #shreya mistry #zeph hernandez

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storyofmychoices · 3 months

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Tuneless Wonders

[Beckett Harrington x Emma Carlyle Masterlist]

Pairing: Beckett Harrington x Emma Carlyle (F!MC) Book: The Elementalists Word Count: >600 Rating/Warnings: general, no warnings, all the fluff Prompts: @choicesjanuary2024 aurora (borealis); @choicesficwriterscreations

Synopsis: Emma shows Beckett that the tuneless world has magic of its own.

It has been FAR too long since I've commissioned art of these two. So I am very excited to have been able to commission this piece by the ever talented ArtByAinna (IG) to kick off our TE @choicesbookclub

The vibrant hues of the aurora borealis painted the sky in a mesmerizing dance of celestial colors. Beckett and Emma found themselves at a secluded spot, away from the prying eyes of their friends. The ethereal lights shimmered overhead, casting a magical glow upon the landscape.

“Didn’t I tell you?” Emma teased, lacing her fingers with his as she rested her head on his shoulder. “The tuneless world has its own magic.”

Beckett couldn’t help but be captivated by the enchanting display painting the sky. “Wow,” the only word he could manage slipped quietly from his lips, his gaze fixed on the celestial wonder above.

Emma’s eyes sparkled with a blend of awe and admiration. “Nature's magic is unparalleled. Earth has her own set of spells that she blesses us with."

A surge of appreciation for a magic he had never considered before washed over him. Beckett had read of this natural event in books, of course, but he never imagined them quite like this. In his readings, it was simple. It was science, just a bit of chemistry—an interaction of particles, solar wind, and the Earth’s magnetic field—nothing special. Yet, the reality of what he thought nothing of, now, left him breathless.

Emma’s words continued to resonate with him as he stood entranced. He couldn’t deny the magnificent enchantment surrounding them. He slowly breathed in the cold air, letting it fill his lungs, the moment overwhelming him in the best way. As he exhaled, Beckett attempted to let go of the complexities of magical academia he had spent his life mastering, allowing room for this new appreciation for the tuneless wonders he never would have understood without her.

“It’s breathtaking,” he whispered, his words of reverence drifting from his lips in wisps of warmth against the cold air.

Emma’s gaze met his cool, grey eyes, which shimmered with the colors of the heavens. “Perhaps nature’s magic is the truest form. No spells, no textbooks—just the raw, untamed beauty of the world. Maybe that’s where it all started. Maybe this and other examples of Earth’s magic is the origin of all other magick we know.”

“Thank you.” His fingers brushed tenderly across her cheek as he cradled her face.

“For what?” She smiled softly.

“For sharing this with me—” he began, his gaze drifting once more to the beautiful dance above them. "—for convincing me that there are wonders and magic I still don't understand—" His words were quieter now, “—and... for being smarter than me.”

“What was that?” Emma’s brow quirked with mischief. "I couldn’t quite hear you—"

“You heard me well enough.”

She considered it for a moment. “I think I heard you say I was smarter than you—the one and only, Beckett Harrington. Are you sure you’re feeling alright?” She rested the back of her hand against his forehead.

He shook his head. “You’re enjoying this too much.”

“Well, if you want me to stop, you know what you have to do.” She grabbed the lapel of his navy peacoat, pulling him closer, their noses brushing together.

His freckled cheeks flushed at her gesture. “You’re impossible.” Beckett’s words were lost as he closed the gap between them. As their lips met, the warmth of her kiss seeped deep into him, a radiant glow that warmed him inside and out, like the gentle embrace of the soothing sun on a cold winters day.

The celestial lights above bore witness to their kiss, a moment of pure magic that rivaled the magic of this world and the magick of their studies.

I haven't written Beckett in... I honestly don't know how long 2, maybe 3??? years!?! I hope that our Book Club replay of TE will inspire some more Beckett and Emma stories. So far, I really only ever wrote them in my Detention Series.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy this!

#beckett harrington #beckett harrington x mc #the elementalists #te beckett #beckett x mc #fan fiction #beckett x emma #emma carlyle #choices book club #lovealexhunt #january2024 #choices #playchoices #choices game #art #my commissions #lovealexhuntgetsart #lovealexhunt gets art #dani gets art

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dutifullynuttywitch · 2 months

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First kiss 🥰 The guy is a musician, prolific athlete, and he wants to do disaster relief work... also... an absolute sweetheart 🥺😍❤️

#playchoices #the elementalists #choices book club te #griffin langley #griffin langley x f!mc

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megas-choices · 3 months

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In Chapter 4, Beckett will mention if MC admitted fault for accidentally launching the fireball or took the blame when talking to Dean Goeffe, the latter taking priority if they said both. If the MC did neither of these, he says this:

I like that attention to detail

#wanted to bring this back #mega plays the elementalists #choices book club #playchoices #the elementalists #beckett harrington

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ladylamrian-archive · 3 months

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Tagging: @choicesbookclub and thanks for the student info card transperant ✨️Thanks @dutifullynuttywitch for naming my lumian pet.

#the elementalists #stella solaris #choices #playchoices #choices book club #my characters

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sapphoschoices · 3 months

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Shreya Mistry x Phoenix Fairbourne (TE MC)

(alt version under cut + ref image)

#the elementalists #playchoices #choices book club #choices book club te #shreya mistry #shreya mistry x mc #shreya x mc #mc: phoenix fairbourne #shreya x phoenix #own post

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choicesmc · 3 months

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Tagging: @choicesbookclub for The Elementalists Playthrough and @abookishcreative for the transparent info card!

#the elementalists #choices book club #oc/mc #rams erndheart

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liaromancewriter · 3 months

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Beckett is so awkward at giving compliments. Reminds me of a certain *ahem* attending (yes, I mean Ethan Ramsey).

Chloe is more than happy to tease him about it, and people noticed.

Go ahead, Zeph. Chloe doesn’t mind. 😉

@choicesbookclub

#the elementalists #beckett harrington #choices book club

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choicesbookclub · 2 months

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Welcome to the Choices Book Club! We are currently reading The Elementalists (book one). We are reading 2 chapters a week and new polls and questions will be posted every Saturday.

This Week’s Chapter: Chapter 11: Double, Double + Chapter 12: Toil and Trouble

Question(s) of the Week:

Did you let Atlas use the Moon Spell so you could see their memories? [Vote Here]

Did you see through the eyes of the Sentry? [Vote Here]

Did you let Beckett help you? [Vote Here]

Did you ask Atlas about your parents? [Vote Here]

How would you rate chapter 11? [Vote Here]

Did you help Beckett collect plants for extra credit? [Vote Here]

Did you purchase the stealth outfit? [Vote Here]

Did you help Aster organize the shop? [Vote Here]

Did you use the red (fire) orb? [Vote Here]

How would you rate chapter 12? [Vote Here]

Are you suspicious of any of MCs friends based on what Atlas said? Do you suspect any of the professors?

What is your MCs schedule like? In HS? At Penderghast? After graduation? [Info Post]

*If you have a question or poll you'd like to see me add, just let me know

Catch up on previous MC related prompts:

What is your MC's name? [MC Name] If you have or create a profile for your MC let me know and I can add it to our MC directory.

What does your MC's dorm room look like? [Share Dorm Room]

Tell us more about your Familiar [Info Post]

How does your MC feel about Thief? [Info Post]

What is your MCs taste in music? [Info Post]

What does MC keep on their desk? [Info Post]

How else to Participate:

Please note that the mod is working full time and has real life responsibilities, so reblogs may be delayed

Post reactions, screenshots, videos, ramblings, theories,… whatever comes to you while playing

Create drawings, edits, moodboards, fics, headcanons, songs, poems, etc based on the chapters and/or characters

Create a profile page for your MC and submit it to our MC directory

Catch up on any of the previous week's questions/prompts

Posts that tag @choicesbookclub and use “#choices book club” will be reblogged here. Please note that tags “#choices book club” seem to be more reliable than mentioning the blog.

If your post is not reblogged within 48 hours, please dm me a link @lovealexhunt. Thank you!

[Please read the full guide to the event and how to participate here]

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dutifullynuttywitch · 3 months

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@choicesbookclub

#the elementalists #choices book club te #meet my mc #playchoices

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saibug1022 · 4 months

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WIP Whatever-Today-Is

I got tagged by @aces-and-angels to share some WIPs, so I'm gonna show off some some Blades ones, an Elementalists one, and a few It Lives ones I never finished and I'm very excited. I'm gonna tag @oh-so-youre-a-nerd because I know full well you have more wips

Blades

First up, a little Tyril Hurt/Comfort, set during Ch 8 and during that time when we were all headcanoning the experimentation and torture Valax did:

“I’m sorry,” Asterin mumbled.

“No, I am,” Tyril protested immediately. He offered his hand and visibly relaxed when Asterin immediately took it. "I didn't mean to scare you. That's the last thing I ever want."

“I know,” Asterin said. “Trust me, I know. It’s okay.”

“Stop saying it’s okay,” Tyril replied. He clutched Asterin’s hand in both of his. “Me scaring you like that is abhorrent. But I am worried about you. That’s an Amulet of Rotem isn’t it? It’s an illusion charm. I know things have changed but we’ve never hidden things from each other. I shudder to think you feel the need to hide things from me and lie to me now.”

"...you're right," Asterin confessed. He kept his voice hushed. He wasn't sure why. Maybe he thought if he could barely make out his own words they wouldn't be real. "It's an illusion charm. I got it from Nia, but she doesn't know what it's for. It makes me look how I did before Valax."

"Do you look different now?" Tyril asked, matching Asterin's tone. Asterin nodded. "How?"

Asterin tried to answer but the words were so quiet not even their shared elven senses could pick it up. He wasn't even convinced he said anything at all. How could he say something out loud? How could he think about it long enough to give voice to his pain? Tears pricked the corners of his eyes as his frustration grew until finally he squeezed his eyes shut and took the amulet off.

There was no flash of light like he was used to with magic but he surmised from Tyril's sharp intake of breath that everything was now on display. He didn’t even need to look. He’d spent enough time staring at the scars in horror before making the request of Nia upon finding her again.

The most subtle were the pinpricks dotted all over his wrists and neck. They could almost be mistaken for freckles. Sometimes he could even pretend that’s all they were. But those were the simple ones. Also scarring his wrists were jagged cuts, lined up one after the other, and on his palms as well. With the charm off Tyril would also be able to see the way his hands shook now, a tremor he still couldn’t explain nor remedy. He assumed it had to do with the damage to his hands and wrists. A harsh claw mark was emblazoned across his face, a hair’s breadth away from his eye.

But worst of all were the last two. On his chest were three precise lines, two that started near his soldiers and went inwards until they met and went straight down in a “Y” shape. And on his back were the burns. At least, he thought they were burns. He had no way of knowing for sure.

Next we've got one that has the working title of Aerin Retrieval, which I think says everything on its own

“Aerin.”

Aerin nearly jumped out of his skin. He turned around quickly, both because of the sudden voice and the person it belonged to. Sure enough a familiar elf was leaning against a nearby tree. Aerin had always thought the phrase ‘glaring daggers’ was ridiculous but it fit the expression he was receiving now.

“Tyril,” Aerin said slowly. “You found me.”

“It wasn’t difficult,” Tyril scoffed. “For a spy you are dreadful at covering your tracks.”

“I wasn’t a spy,” Aerin muttered petulantly.

“What would you call your betrayals then?”

“Why are you here Tyril?” Aerin sighed. “Drag me back to my cell? Kill me?”

“Oh I’m going to do much worse than that,” Tyril said.

He slowly advanced toward Aerin and despite everything Aerin had faced he still backed away from the elf. But Tyril had the longer stride so before Aerin could get far enough Tyril was right in front of him. He reached forward and Aerin tensed up.

“OW!”

Tyril completely ignored his complaint and continued dragging Aerin back the way Tyril had come. By. His. Ear. Aerin was forced to just stumble along after him.

-.-.-.-.-

“Where did you go?” Asterin wondered.

“I found this,” Tyril explained, and dragged a struggling form out of the shadows by their hood.

“Well I’ll be damned,” Mal chuckled.

“Aerin?” Asterin said as he got to his feet. Aerin didn’t meet Asterin’s eye, instead focusing very intently on brushing himself off. “Aerin!”

Aerin finally sighed and looked up. “Hello Asterin.”

“So it is you,” Asterin replied.

“Yes it is,” Aerin mumbled. “I’m sorry?”

Asterin didn’t say a thing. Instead he walked right up to Aerin and punched him in the face hard enough to send the prince sprawling into the dirt.

“Asterin!” Nia scolded.

“Don’t stop him, this is great,” Imtura laughed.

“I deserved that,” Aerin admitted.

“You deserve SO much worse,” Asterin growled.

Elementalists

This is a scene from my own personal lore, where Apollo (going by Eli at this point) finds out his foster parents erased his memories. It'll eventually be Griffin x MC but I didn't get far enough XD

“We’re so sorry this is how you found out…”

Eli could barely breathe. Tears burned his eyes as the words written on that letter played on repeat in his mind, completely drowning out Professor Athantis’ lecture.

Everything Atlas said was true. Eli had managed to swallow down the idea that he had a secret twin brother and his parents weren’t his real parents. He’d gotten past that. But that wasn’t all they lied about. They’d erased his memories. He didn’t get sent away until he was six. They erased six years of memories of his real parents and his twin. They let Eli go through his life lost and aimless, knowing those memories about his twin and magic would fill that missing piece. He was walking around with a void in his chest his parents own parents caused. No. Not his parents. His foster parents. Eli wasn’t even his name.

“Mr. Pierce!”

Eli looked up and saw the entire class and Professor Athantis looking right at him with varying degrees of concern, confusion, and irritation.

“You’re blinding the class,” Professor Athantis explained, their tone urgent but gentle. Eli blinked and glanced to the sconces along the wall lit with magical light and realized yes, the small orbs were much larger and brighter than normal. Eli cursed and took a deep breath, forcing the lights to dim back to their normal levels.

“Sorry, mx,” Eli muttered.

“Are you okay?” Shreya asked him. “I’ve been trying to talk to you for half the class.”

Eli opened his mouth to tell her but then paused when he realized he couldn’t. He couldn’t tell her what was going on without mentioning Atlas. Not only was this eating him up inside but he couldn’t even tell anyone about it! Atlas didn’t even know how to deal with his own emotions, much less Eli’s. Professor Swan would panic and defend his foster parents. And no one else could know about Atlas or his parents.

“I’m fine,” Eli ended up saying.

It Lives Anthology

A cute little idea I had of the Eclipse giving Shadow!Val some level of coherency and form again :)

“What do you want?” Lucas asked sharply, not bothering with any sort of pleasantries. “Why are you the one calling me instead of Connor or Ava?”

“Because it isn’t about the monsters and shit,” Noah answered. “It’s about Val.”

Lucas stood up so fast his chair fell backwards, causing his poor roommate, James, to startle. Lucas didn’t pay them any mind though, hurrying out of his dorm and the building as fast as he could, pausing behind the building where he wouldn’t be overheard. Noah would occasionally send him pictures or little messages from Val when Val asked him too but that was all. If Noah was calling him about Val then something happened, something bad. Lucas’s veins felt like they were filled with ice.

“What happened?” Lucas demanded. There were so many things it could be, spinning through his mind. Val disappeared, somehow he got hurt, he forgot them, or worst of all he’d somehow gotten corrupted and turned from their sweet little playful ghost into a monster like Redfield or Jane.

“Relax dude, it’s nothing bad,” Noah replied.

“Forgive me if I don’t believe you,” Lucas snapped.

“Okay I deserve that,” Noah muttered and Lucas resisted the urge to verbalize his agreement. “I called instead of texting because I figured you’d want to see this and you only have tonight.”

“What is it?”

“You know how tonight’s that lunar eclipse?” Noah asked.

“Yes, it’s the only total lunar eclipse over Westchester in a hundred years,” Lucas replied. “I don’t think you’re calling about astronomy.”

“No, I’m calling because of what it means for the Power,” Noah confirmed. “Or magic. Or theyre the same thing, I don’t fucking know. Point is, Ava called and said the lunar eclipse is a time of clarity for spirits, when their humanity and shit becomes stronger. She called to tell Karter because of the shit going on with his sister and she said it only applied to human spirits so we didn’t think it applied to Val but…”

“He’s coherent?” Lucas’s eyes widened.

“As coherent as he can be,” Noah answered. “He’s still a little jumbled but he’s talking in full sentences and…and he’s singing again.”

This is a hypothetical scenario I came up with during ILW's release where the only way to close the breach would be for all people with Power in them to be gone too, meaning all three It Lives MCs

It was supposed to be over.

Matthias was defeated, Adrian and Marianthe were dead. The witches were free. The blood moon ritual was stopped and the horrors were cured. The Power was purified. It was all over. It was supposed to be over. They were supposed to get to go home, to live. Yet Castor found themself staring at the spirit of Loha, her words taking up all their thoughts.

“No,” Val shook his head, his voice shaking but Cas couldn’t tell if it was rage or fear. “No, no, I’m not-, no. You’re lying or you’re wrong.”

“I’m afraid not,” Loha seemed to have a bit of sympathy in her face as she looked at Val. “The breach has to be closed or this will happen again. There will be nothing and no one to stop it, not even a purifying anchor.”

“This is sick,” Leon snarled. Him and Val were the only ones in the cave with Cas, the only two that could make it far enough in. “You, you did this to me! I didn’t get a fucking choice! It’s your fault I have to do this!”

“I can’t,” Val’s hands fisted in his hair. “I can’t do this, not again, no.”

“It is what needs to happen,” Loha replied to Leon, ignoring Val but Castor came to his side and wrapped an arm around him. He didn’t even seem to notice. “The three of you are different from everyone else. Everyone has a connection to the Power, though some connections are stronger which is what gives them their powers. But you, each of you have a piece of the Power within you. As long as it’s there the Power can never truly be sealed away.”

“NO!” Val looked up, his face twisted with rage and he took a step forward that shook the entire cave. His voice wasn’t quite his, it echoed before it even reached the cave walls. Behind it was a chorus of whispers that made Castor shiver. “I’m not doing this again! I sacrificed myself once and I don’t regret but I am NOT letting it happen again and I am not letting Leon and Castor die!”

Last one, the start of Abel proposing to Castor <3

Castor was always colorful. Everything about them was so vibrant and so full of life. Being around them made the world seem brighter, from the green of life to the blue of the sky. It was in their smile and their laugh and of course in their eyes. It was absolutely beautiful, how they made the world so much more wonderful for everyone around them. For most it was their presence and their kindness and humor, but for Abel it was their love.

And among all those colors, the most Castor of them all was gold. The cyan of the Power was there, of course, in their powers and their eyes and Abel wouldn’t trade that for the world. But their soul was gold. It was bold like jewelry, it sparkled in their eyes, it glowed in their smile. It was warm like the sunlight lighting their face, turning their skin a warm brown.

Right now their eyes were closed and for once their muscles were relaxed. They breathed evenly as the golden light from the sunrise shone on their face and Abel knew if their eyes opened they’d reflect that light like stars. But he was content to watch them sleep, happy to see the softer side of his bright lover. For it was in these moments that somehow Abel loved them even more, because while Castor lit up the world of everyone else this was something only Abel got to see. The part of them that was soft and vulnerable was for him and him alone.

Castor trusted him and loved him, they took care of him and let him take care of them. It was the kind of thing he’d always wanted with someone and Castor not only made his dreams come true but surpassed them. It was why Abel wanted to spend the rest of his life with them. He always knew he wanted to but in these soft, small moments was when he felt it the strongest.

Castor let out a small yawn and shifted, causing a twist of hair to fall in front of their face. Abel carefully reached out to tuck it behind their hair and Castor leaned into his hand without even waking up. Abel knew he must look ridiculous smiling as big as he was but he didn’t care. Castor made a small hum and their eyes blinked open, brown and cyan finding him and causing a smile of their own to appear on Castor’s face.

“Hi,” They said, their voice barely above a whisper.

“Hi,” Abel replied, his voice just as quiet. “Did you sleep well?”

“Well with such a handsome man in my bed how can I not?” Castor leaned up and pressed a small kiss to Abel’s lips. It was barely a peck but it still warmed Abel from the inside out. This was what he wanted. Mornings like this where it was like the world faded away and that light of Castor’s was all his. Mornings and nights were there was no Power, no monsters, no ghosts, no classes or jobs, just Castor and Abel getting to be Castor and Abel. No more, no less.

“Can I ask you something?” Abel found himself asking. For a moment he panicked. He knew where his train of thought was going and he had an entire plan in place. But as Castor’s curious eyes met his, he thought damn the plan. He reached up and trailed his fingers along Castor’s cheek. Castor opened their mouth and Abel rolled his eyes fondly. “And do not say ‘you just did’.”

“Well, way to take all the fun out of it,” Cas pouted. “Fine, go ahead. What do you want to ask?”

Abel just smiled and rolled out of the bed leaving Castor laying there very very very confused.