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glygriffe · 1 year

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Rec list of April

In April, I read a lot more Stranger Things stories than usual, and they were all good! So I made a section just for this fandom in my recommendations, like for Supernatural. As usual, the fanfics I read were on the shorter side, mostly one-shots.

If you read any of those fics before (or because of this post) feel free to tell me what you liked about them!

I also finished reading American Gods, by Neil Gaiman. It took me 8 weeks to finish it! I swear not so long ago a could have finished a book that size in a week... But on the bright side, I'm reading paper books again (I missed that a lot).

Supernatural writings

Apple of My Eye: A series set in season 13 with a setup during The French Mistake by@bamby0304 (Dean x Reader)

Being Human: just a little slice of life where Castiel remembers that Dean is human by @thoughtslikeaminefield (No pairing)

Letting Go Holding On: They’ve been doing that for years, but which way it dies depends on something not so simple. An atmospheric story by @thatfangirl42 (Dean x Reader)

Part-time soulmate: angst about an impossible relationship from Dean’s POV by @princessmisery666 (Dean x OFC)

Weekend at Rufus: A sort of coming-of-age story where we follow Jo on a journey towards hope and family by @lesbianjoannaharvelle (Jo, Bobby x Rufus)

Tricks are for kids: The Winchester brothers on the road, between seasons 2 and 3, playing games, eating Frootloops. A short carefree fic by Vehemently on AO3. (No pairing)

Chasing Feathers: A missing piece from Faith 1x12 by @faithdeans where Dean ruminates on his life (implied Destiel)

Pure: a smutty ficlet by @deanwinchesterswitch set in Purgatory. (Dean x female!Reader)

Untitled archangel drabble: Ok, it could technically be any Lucifer and Micheal, but the inclusion of Gabriel makes it SO Supernatural-esque! A piece of writing by @archangstels (No pairing)

Gimme Shelter: A migraine-driven one-shot full of domestic fluff by jumpfallflysoar on AO3 (Dean x Castiel)

Paternity Test: After all is said and done, Lucifer yearns to be a father by @quietwingsinthesky (Lucifer, Gabriel)

To the wonder of all things: A wonderful mid-size fic by Purple_starflower (@hauntedpearl) A small exploration of Castiel's story, his relationship with humanity, and most of all, love. (Castiel x Dean)

Prompt request: just à Drabble full of fluff! By @lipstickandwhiskey (Dean x Reader)

Contained: A WIP by @posingasme where Sam begins his career at the "CDC" and his first subject of study is something he’s never seen before. (Sam x Castiel)

Other writings

A soldier’s little girl: a sweet piece by @atomwritez showing the tender side of Ben (Soldier Boy x Reader & baby girl)

A fairytale-like robber at sea (well, on a lake) short story by @thestuffedalligator

Only You (a Lucifer Drabble): a sweet and fluffy piece from Chloe's POV by @idabbleincrazy (Lucifer x Chloe)

Stranger Things writings

Cardinal: A story of healing and hope in the aftermath of Stranger Things 4, a journey of discovery... nudged along by Murray. By @metalhoops / Astra_Wards on A03, (Eddie x Steve)

Untitled Steddie Drabble: The Stranger Things' Hellfire Club corraled Steve the join their game. He might not be a big D&D fan but he seems to know what he is doing... A cute story by @steveshairychest (Steve x Eddie)

Untitled Stranger Things ficlet: it made me laugh, it made me cry, it made my heart swell thrice its size. "It's Dustin who saves Eddie." By @loveinhawkins (Dustin, Eddie, Steve)

First conversation - another untitled fic by @loveinhawkins. Where Steve encounters Eddie at the library: two gentle souls connecting. (Steve, Eddie)

#list rec #fanfic rec #stranger things rec #ao3 recs #supernatural recs

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lanechester · 1 year

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do you write sv fics or have any recommendations?

HI!!!

I have some, but most are supernatural crossovers because, well, I'm insane. My Ao3 is here. There are some ficlets in the OTP prompts one that are strictly sv, and I think a couple others scattered among my works

I will offer you a few from my friend @svgurl410

I've got my mark on you (I'm not even a huge Clark/Ollie fan and still absolutely loved this one

I'd do anything for you (Clois)

I want to tell you everything (Clois)

And a different author but still fantastic is this one following Lois' arc in season nine and her feeling for Clark stemming from those dreams. Looking forward to the update on that

Hope I gave you something you'll like! I haven't got around to reading sv in a while thanks for some memory lane!

#smallville #fic rec #big cool ask tag here

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dreamsinthewitchouse · 2 years

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Hi honey! Can I again say how much I LOVED all of your follower celebration ficlets? They’re honestly amazing, funny, heartwarming, tender, oh so sweet, I don’t even have the words 🥺💛💛💛 But I love your writing an insane amount, and I love you ❤️

For the fan fiction writing ask game: 12,38,43 & 74 (don’t feel pressured to answer all of them!) Hope you have a lovely day 😘😘

Maya! You sweet angel baby! How dare you make me this soft, hmm? 🥺🥺🥺💕

PLEASE you’ve said such lovely and amazing things about my Tumblr prompt ficlets, I’m not sure if you even know how much your kind words mean to me?? 😭💖💖💖 They’re like a cozy blanket wrapped around my little heart, and I will cherish them forever and ever ✨I love you too, sweetie, and I’m sending you all the Sunday cuddles and smooches!

Also, thanks for the questions, these were fun! 💕

12. Do you outline your fics? If yes, how detailed are your outlines? How far do you stray from them? Aw, heck. I kinda suck at this, though I’m trying to get better… I do think the fics I’ve actually outlined have been much easier to write, but sometimes (often) my writing just gets off to a chaotic start, and then I just hope for the best lol. So, yes and no? I’m kind of a disaster when I’m writing, especially for someone who’s generally Very Organized.

38. What is your most self-indulgent posted story? Aaa this is a tough one! I’m gonna say Pisces Season, since I put A LOT of my fave domestic fluff tropes and 21st century Bucky and Avengers Family headcanons into that one, and it's just very special to me. 💕

43. Is there a trope or idea that you’d really like to write but haven’t yet? Weeeell, I’m always dreaming about a Stucky Dark Academia AU (maybe with supernatural elements?), but, we’ll see. Right now I feel like I wouldn’t be able to do the idea justice, but maybe when I’m old and wise? 💫

74. Do you have a fic you wish got a bit more love? I’m gonna say my domestic Carolmaria & Stucky series, since I just love it a whole lot and it’s really personal to me, and I’m also writing a third part for it as we speak, so I’ve been thinking about ~THEM~ a lot lately. 💕 (Ask me a writing thing?)

#maya <3 #writing asks

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allianettemie5 · 1 year

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Hey there. This is a master post to this whole disaster. Is updating.

There is a fanfiction master post, where I keep track of all the fanfiction I published.

Let me finally do the introductions. My name is Tasha (she/her).

I would like to immediately provide my socials (there's currently one):

Archive of Our Own (AllianettemiE5)

I have sideblogs!

@batman-on-budget — Genshin Impact related stuff. Possible fanfiction in the future. @darthsnail (WIP) — for Star Wars content.

What am I doing here? There's a button to read more!

This Tumblr initially was meant for writing events, like #crewfuweek2022. Now I'm doing whatever comes to my mind, such as art, ficlets, some abstract things that my brain tells me to do at 2am.

For your (and my own) convenience I have put (and going to update) featured in this blog tags.

Some of them I want to mention here:

#allianettemie5 original. These are all the original posts from me (no reblogs). It's convenient sometimes to have this tag pinned somewhere. I DO NOT CLAIM that I am a hundred percent author of the original things that I posted about.

#allianettemie5 ask. Kinda shocked that I can add this tag atm. This makes me feel very professional, and I am scared.

#private recording 1. I'm trying to get this name some more recognition, for this CC group changed my life.

#private alignment charts 1. This is my own little thingy with me making various alignment charts with some content creators from #private recording 1. Check them out, it's been so much fun making them.

#fanfiction. I write a little bit. I mean, I have grand plans, and not all of them come to life. Still, I have an account on Ao3 where I come back to once in a while.

#crewfuweek2022. My first ever writing events and the only one so far. I highly recommend checking it out, there's a master post for ya.

#harry potter au. I also have this little side project. This is #private recording 1 Harry Potter AU. I don't know what it'll become in the future.

#genshin impact au. This one is #private recording 1 in the lands of Teyvat. For now it's posts about each of them getting their Visions.

Some more facts about myself:

I am a Ravenclaw, though I think I would be out of the Common Room 24/7, not being able to solve the riddles. I'm obsessive, not smart.

I'm not a native English speaker, but I think I've picked it up at a decent level.

I watched the entirety of Supernatural (pain).

I tried to learn Sindarin when I was 14.

I tried to learn Klingon when I was 17.

My favorite song to play on guitar is Hey Jude, and it totally has something to do with Supernatural.

Sometimes Imagine by John Lennon is hitting something deep inside of my chest.

I consider myself a Star Wars fan (pain).

Batman Returns (1992) is a Christmas movie, one of the best, and you won't be able to convince me otherwise.

My favourite cinematic moment of all the time was and will be the scene of Eorlingas riding down the hill at the Uruk-hai with the blinding sun rising behind their backs and the music so bright and inspiring and powerful; I haven't seen more beautiful (or even matching) moment in cinema in my entire life.

I listen to movie soundtracks a lot. Here are the top-3 movies I love the soundtrack from: The Lord of The Rings (the whole trilogy), the new Star Trek trilogy, and Pirates of the Caribbean 1-3. These trilogies rule.

I'm a space invader, I'll be a rock 'n' rollin' bitch for you

I want to end this post with a quote from Skadj, for some reason.

Totally about me

#masterpost #master post #2 am posts #the time has come #allianettemie5 original

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x-wing-junkie · 1 year

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I posted 733 times in 2022

8 posts created (1%)

725 posts reblogged (99%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@zebsfloppyears

@ezras-starry-bridges

@antilles-school-of-leadership

@voxmyriad

@incorrectstarwarslegendsquotes

I tagged 42 of my posts in 2022

#susan memes - 5 posts

#kalluzeb - 3 posts

#the book of boba fett - 3 posts

#susan writes stuff - 3 posts

#ask memes - 2 posts

#this is me - 2 posts

#yes i also want winter to be canonized - 1 post

#some exposure could only help - 1 post

#i’m at $145/$500 right now - 1 post

#not taking any questions - 1 post

Longest Tag: 94 characters

#okay but i will always love that wedge is instantly recognizable only by his eyes and eyebrows

My Top Posts in 2022:

The Wedge Antilles fan. And also Tycho.

Can I post the fanservice comic panel?

I'm gonna post the fanservice comic panel.

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I was tagged by @nimata-beroya!

I'm tagging everyone who wants to do this - I'll back you up!

Here's the blank!

See the full post

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A small ficlet for your enjoyment today!

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A little Kalluzeb for your morning!

37 notes - Posted April 21, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

A continuation of the Supernatural AU @sempaiko and I developed! This time we get into the first part of the Zero Hour story, so be warned it's whump.

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Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #false #am i posting this as an excuse to share the fanservice comic panel again?#you bet

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lordtraco-fanfics · 2 years

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Martin Blackwood ficlet time!

(possibly ooc, I'm only going off of the first 20 episodes and a bunch of fan comics.)

"'Just go find an old woman named Angela' he says. Does he even know how popular that name was?" Martin grumbled as he crossed off another Angela from the list he'd made.

If he were one prone to angry outbursts, he was fairly certain this 8pt font list printed onto more pages than he wanted to count would've been thrown at Jon's head by now. Or vaguely in his direction. He wasn't about to assume an uncharacteristically angry outburst would also bless him with decent hand-eye coordination. They might work with the supernatural, but that's just too far-fetched.

As far-fetched as finding an old lady with only a first name! It could've been an assumed name! Or a nickname! This was a thankless wild goose chase he'd been sent on!

Still, with every number he dialed, Martin felt that soft excitement build from his chest. Maybe, maybe this was the one. Maybe if he did this, found the right lady, brought Jon some new clue…

Martin knew his crush was stupid, unrequited, and rubbish. But he clung to it anyways. He had hope that maybe, just maybe, if he did a good job on an impossible task, Jon would smile at him. Maybe he'd say his name more kindly. Maybe…

Martin knew he was deluding himself with false hopes. Yet what did it hurt? The hope extinguished his anger before it could take foothold and build. It was good for keeping his job, if nothing else.

For the most part it was less of a crush and more of a longing for… acceptance? Feeling special? Jon didn't seem to like people in general, so how great would it feel to be someone he did like? To be smiled at and hear that wonderful voice saying his name in a loving, sensual way…

Martin felt his face heat up. Ok it was a crush, no denying it.

He took a deep breath, let it out, and felt the heat dissipate. Back to Angela hunting.

…

How did this happen?

Martin caught a cold and had to call out of work a few days. That was normal enough.

The dozen old ladies in his kitchen fighting over which home remedy he needed to try next was decidedly not normal. Worst of all, they all. Had. The same. Name. It made telling them no almost impossible, something he was pretty sure they knew and were exploiting.

He'd been given everything from honey to horseradish. His fridge was now full of soup.

The oldest Angela of the group was nice enough to sit beside him, just quietly knitting. This kept the more energetic ones from barging in to check if he needed more water or crackers every five minutes. It was strange to have an elderly woman quietly guarding him like this. Stranger still was his home being so full of warmth and care for him of all people.

His head was still a bit loopy, so he didn't try to catch the conversations happening. It was a lovely background noise, though. It felt so nice to just fade out into a pleasant nap, feeling so very safe and warm.

///

Martin looked out into the fog. The chill had long since set in. He had just about remembered something. Something… warm.

Warm, like flowing blood? No, nothing so tactile or scary. Yet the fog saturating his very thoughts made it hard, so hard, to grasp it. What was warmth? It was a feeling, right?

"Angela." Martin found his mouth forming the name. It called to mind no single face, no single voice, but that wasn't terrible. Unlike the other names where coming up empty only caused him pain, this made his lips curl up. It was a joke, one his heart remembered even if his mind didn't.

The name wasn't an anchor. But it wasn't despair either.

Martin couldn't remember warmth. But he could remember Angela.

#tma #tma fanfic #martin blackwood #jonmartin #martin having a crush from the start #lonely!martin #I've heard martin has a bad mom so I'm giving him a dozen new moms it's fine #ok as of ep22 this is isn't canon i think whoops

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winchestersheaven · 7 months

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about me

I'm Smowkie, 40+, ace, she/her, from Sweden.

Ship and let ship, don't like don't read, KINKTOMATO, etc.

I don't have a proper tag page for this blog (yet, just the spn one), but I do have a TV shows page on my smowkie blog, where all the shows have a link to their tag on the blog it's on, as well as a way to filter the shows by blog it's on, if you want to see some of what might show up here.

some tags

#Smowkie’s fic - my writing tag (one whole fic on this blog)

#Smowkie talks - my own posts, i'm still learning to use this one

#Smowkie watches stuff - when i talk about shows i'm watching

about the blog, credits, my other blogs, etc. under the cut

about the blog

Queue currently set to post 8 times per day, and atm there are 600+ posts in it.

This is my first side blog that I started because I wanted to keep all the Supernatural stuff I reblogged from my main. It is no longer a Supernatural exclusive blog, I put everything fandom that I don't have a specific blog for here.

credits

Mobile/dashboard view header

Sidebar gifs

Bitter Sam girl badge

Sam Winchester fan badge

Icon/avatar is my own

Blog theme is my own

(coding credits)

something wrong?

If you see any mistakes I've made here, a link that doesn't work, a tag that's spelled wrong, or if something's not working like it's supposed to, please let me know, so I can fix it!

other blogs

@smowkie - main/personal - where I follow/like/ask/reply from

side blogs - fandom

@winchestersheaven - this blog! multifandom, this is where I put everything fandom related I don't have a specific blog for (except music stuff, that goes on @smowkie, but I rarely blog about music)

@hoechyeahsteelatom - Arrowverse

@barisiscourtroom - Barisi from Law & Order: SVU (also things from the other L&O shows, the Chicago shows, and the FBI shows)

@sterekshaven - Sterek and Hobrien

@inevitablehusbands - Ineffable Husbands from Good Omens

@ravixmajor - Rajor from iZombie

@sterekdrabbles - I run this with @rieraclaelin, and it's for anyone who likes Sterek and drabbles (100 words long ficlets). We post word-challenges three times a week, and once a month we have a theme week. (We also have @sterekdrabblesgonelong for when the drabbles refuse to stay drabbles.)

side blogs - other

@lokemycat - my cat!

@promptsandgames - prompts and ask games

other links

ao3

letterboxd

instagram - inactive

pillowfort - inactive

#📌#pinned post #about Smowkie

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rowanspn · 25 days

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After a short hiatus due to my computer imploding......

Chapter 10 of The Cover Identity is now live on AO3........

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waldrea-art · 1 year

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Rea | adult | a fan of many things

🍂🌿🍁

Hi! I moved my art back to my main blog but these links still work.

Here’s a quick overview of my current favourites, just so you know what kind of fanart you can expect:

Series: Supernatural, Doctor Who

Anime/manga: Fullmetal Alchemist (Brotherhood), Yona of the Dawn

Books: The Lord of the Rings, Psy-Changeling series by Nalini Singh, Discworld series by Terry Pratchett

Video games: Dragon Age, Detroit: Become Human, Mass Effect, The Witcher

other: Star Wars universe, animals, original art

I currently don’t have any adult content here but if I ever post any, I will tag it as NSFW. I am trying to tag all kinds of possibly disturbing content in the format of cw [specification]. If you notice I missed something that you would like to be tagged, please let me know!

Let me know if you are interested in an art trade! You don’t have to draw - I also love gifs, edits, ficlets or basically anything. :)

Feel free to reach out via ask or message and also to tag me in things, I’m happy to interact!

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you-cant-spell-subtext-without · 3 years

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Dean Winchester x Jeremy Bradshaw ??

Idk if you are asking re my post the other day about Angels or just generally, but just to be transparent Dean's OTP in Angels is Cas and I will not be permitting outsiders.

however, for purposes of um, brainstorming - for you know Science, I mean 10/10 Dean would find Professor Jeremy Bradshaw attractive. Dean THEEEE king of having a thing for authority figures Winchester? Dean 'I like men in uniform,' Dean 'I like doctors' Winchester? And snarky, I'm Always Right Professor Jeremy Bradshaw? (Also I mean. it goes without saying He Is Dean's Type ;)).

Yeah our boy would be A Whole Mess over this man.

However, I'm not entirely certain how Professor Bradshaw would feel about Dean. I can, however imagine the conversation that would ensue...and I wrote it down for you, nonnie - under the cut!

Dean's having a really long day, and it's only 9:00 a.m.

Yeah, he got his four hours last night, but still - hauling ass to school of all places this early in the morning - well, cracking the books at the first sign of the sun's never been one of Dean's favorite things.

But the mysterious disappearances in the Bridgewater Triangle are all over the papers - and according to the Lore (which now apparently comes in the medium of podcast), this isn't the first occurrence of paranormal activity in the area.

So here they are.

Sam's gone to nerd heaven in the university library, leaving Dean stuck talking to their primary witness.

Who happens to be - a professor of fucking folklore? What are the odds?

Dean waits for the stream of students pouring from the open door of the classroom to peter out before he slides inside. The man he's seeking out is still lingering in front of the rows of uncomfortable looking chairs. They're the kind with seats that stick straight up to the ceiling when a posterior isn't weighing them down.

"Jer- um, Professor?" Dean's not sure why he's hesitating, but something about leading with 'Jeremy' seems entirely too familiar for someone he's just met.

Especially when that someone is standing in front of him at a podium of all things, looking like an intriguing mixed bag of business casual blazer and rumpled button down shirt, dark swoops of hair grazing the sides of his face, still messy - as if he couldn't possibly bother with brushing it this morning.

Dean's never been to college but he's starting to think he understands why Sammy won't shut up about his 'time at Stanford.'

The professor is looking at him oddly.

Dean realizes he's literally stopped speaking and they're just standing in the middle of the classroom in stone silence. "Erhm. Dean Winchester. Aquarius," Dean blurts out, feeling a little unhinged.

He suddenly realizes he's given this man his real name as opposed to this week's FBI alias, and now he's going to have to explain why he's here in a suit and quickly-growing-more-uncomfortable tie.

Maybe not though, because the expression staring back at Dean is the epitome of 'I could care less.'

"Jeremy Bradshaw," he says in a melodic timbre, and yeah maybe Dean could sit through a lecture if this dude gave it.

"I don't really subscribe to the idea of the zodiac, so I hope you don't mind if I don't share my birth chart with you," Professor Bradshaw continues. There's a snarky little bite to his syllables that pricks the back of Dean's neck in a funny way. "Pray tell, what can I assist you with other than directions to the astrology department?"

Dean's not sure what he was expecting (maybe some mild mannered dude, dorkier than even Cas?), but it certainly wasn't all...this.

He clears his throat. "My brother Sam and I, we uh. We hunt monsters!"

What is happening to him? Maybe the supernatural creature they're hunting is the professor himself.

Potentially-Monster-of-the-Week-slash-Professor Sexy Bradshaw seems equally confused by Dean's demeanor.

"Monsters aren't real," he says almost gently - the equivalent of a 'there, there' to a recalcitrant child who's inquiring about a candy bar in the grocery checkout line. "Trust me, folklore is my primary field of study."

"Um," Dean continues, feeling suddenly very much like he's shown up for a final exam entirely unprepared. "Well, actually - they are."

This is going great.

Professor Bradshaw frowns a little, and Dean can see by the press of his lips he's starting to lose patience with him. "Mr. Winchester, was it? Listen, I've dealt with enough people who believe the things you do to know minds can't often be changed, but I can genuinely tell you that there's an explanation for anything you may be ascribing to the...paranormal."

He takes the wire-rimmed glasses from his nose, simultaneously pulling a handkerchief out of the pocket of his slacks, and wipes the lenses carefully.

Dean watches his movements like he's in a fever dream.

Dude's gotta be a siren or something.

Professor Bradshaw slides the spectacles back on and purses his lips with a sigh. "If you like, however - I'm always happy to discuss the supernatural in terms of academia. I have the background."

Great. The last thing Dean 'GED and a give-em-hell attitude' Winchester needs right now is to discuss his actual godforsaken job in terms of...academia.

After a moment of collecting himself, Dean decides to go with:

"What is your background, exactly?"

Maybe there's a back door approach here.

He slams down on the next incoming thought prompted by his use of this particular terminology with particularly intense vehemence. If the professor sees Dean squirming, he doesn't comment, replying instead:

"I happen to have a PhD in - "

Dean doesn't even let him finish the sentence. "A PhD? Like a doctorate?"

Professor Bradshaw nods, increasing irritation tensing the lines of his jaw. The toe of his extremely sensible Oxford shoe is starting to tap a little beat on the faded hardwood of the classroom floor.

Dean knows it's not the same as a medical doctorate.

He's aware.

But that doesn't stop him from picturing Doctor-Monster-Professor-Bradshaw sporting a white jacket and scrubs, with a dangling stethoscope replacing the bowtie that's currently perched on his neck.

Professor Bradshaw's eyes are blinking at Dean. They're full of confusion.

He suddenly notices that they are also very, very, very blue.

Yeah - Dean's gonna have a really long day.

#you-cant-spell-subtext-without-asks #nonnie #scribbles #idk what is happening but I started writing this when I got the ask and hey! have a crossover #Dean isn't the character meeting Professor B in Angels so here's your treat of that <3 #Happy Thursday #Bridgewater pod #Professor Jeremy Bradshaw #dean is bi #spn fan fic #supernatural fan ficlet #fan fic rec #drabble #spn creators daily

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eclypseaf · 3 years

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Merry Christmas everyone! Here’s a little piece I did for the @destielsecretsanta2020, for @castielscarma :3

Hope you like it, because I had a hella lot of fun making this gift for you!

there’s also a ficlet under the cut :P

Word count: 803

Dean/Castiel, Sam/Eileen

Sam couldn’t remember another year where his brother had been so excited for Christmas. After all, with the lives they led it always seemed like a frivolous holiday, just a make-pretend for normal people who were nice to each other for only one day of the year.

But this time it was different.

Maybe it was because Chuck was finally gone and they were actually free for the first time in their lives, maybe because now they knew that it was Jack who watched over them, or maybe it was the fact that Dean had finally set his mind on not letting Cas go away again after getting him back form the Empty – especially now that he was human and well, Dean’s boyfriend as well.

He had talked about it with Eileen once, about all that had happened. She had just smiled and signed him he was so used to being worried about things that he couldn’t help to do so even when everything was going right.

It really felt like there was something magical this time around though, like bad Christmas movies for little kids or lovesick housewives.

Dean and Cas went to get groceries one day and came back with the Impala full of Christmas garlands, wrath, lights and even a tree full of little decorations.

“Sammy, help us get all of this stuff off Baby” chimed Dean from down the hallway.

The younger Winchester followed his voice and made his notorious “wtf-Dean” face at the sight.

“Did you rob a store of something?” he asked jokingly, already helping them unload the car.

“Cas insisted on celebrating Christmas properly this time around, so who am I to say no” Dean shot a warm grin to the ex angel in question.

It was still new, this thing between them. The times Dean had tried explaining it to Sam he had always found himself at a loss of words, and ended up smiling fondly, blushing and even stuttering like a teenager at his first crush. It felt like a dream, and every morning he woke up scared to find the bed empty beside him. But every morning he woke up and there he was, Cas pressed against him, sleeping all curled up, or hugging him, or already awake and looking at the hunter like he was looking at the world (which was rarer, since apparently the guy was even more of a late sleeper than Dean).

“Alright, let’s bring everything to the hall, but I won’t help you decorate the bunker, make it clear” stated firmly Sam. All his good intentions vanished when Eileen forced him to hang the garlands, since he was the tallest. The moose, with a sigh, complied.

That day and the next ones went on like that, decorating the bunker, having snowball fights, keeping Miracle from knocking over their Christmas tree “one more goddamn time, Cas, I swear” and baking (sorry, burning) cookies, with much happiness from Miracle, who could eat them, and a little less happiness from Dean who insisted it wasn’t healthy for her.

Finally, Christmas Eve came, and Sam and Eileen set off to their room. Cas had plopped down at Dean’s side as they were watching an old spaghetti western in the Dean-cave, Miracle huddled at their feet.

When the movie ended, they got up, ready to go to sleep, when something caught Dean’s eye. It was a sprig of mistletoe that they forgot to hang, abandoned on a shelf.

“Hey Cas, c’mere”.

Cas gave him a puzzled and tired look as Dean went to take the sprig.

“What’s that?”

“Mistletoe. It’s, uh, tradition to kiss whoever gets under it with you”. As he was saying so, he raised his arm above the two of them, and rested his other arm on Cas’s waist, pulling him closer.

“Sounds interesting,” said his angel with a sheepish grin, and cupping Dean’s face with his hands.

“Oh look, seems like we’re right under it now”.

“Mh-hm, apparently you’ll have to kiss me now”.

“Ah, what a shame”.

Dean pressed their lips together, moving his hand to caress Cas’s hair.

He had lost count of how many times he had kissed his angel, but it always felt like the first: a tingle running through his spine and a warmth to his heart that he had never felt before. It felt right, it felt home.

“Would you like me to show you some more ‘human traditions’?”

Cas didn’t even answer, as he kissed him again and stumbled together to their room, the mistletoe now tossed aside.

That night, for everyone, was a little bit magical.

The air seemed a little chillier and their hearts a little warmer: yes, Dean thought, it was going to be a good Christmas that year.

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You're 25 and your brother dies in front of you. You're stuck and you can't move. You're forced to watch your brothers body being ripped apart and there's nothing you can do, you can't comfort him as you watch the light go out in his eyes. How can good men go to hell? You once were a faithful man.

You're 30 when your brother dies again. You run as fast as you can, but it's still not enough. you didn't get to him in time, you failed him, again. You pray and beg but after all, it was an angel that killed your brother. You once were a faithful man.

You're 33 when your brother dies again. You've been kidnapped and tortured but you couldn't care less. Nothing can hurt as much as that empty hole in your heart. Your brother died killing God's sister of all things. You once were a faithful man.

You're 37 when your brother dies again. He's begging you to let this be his last time, you tell him "it's okay" but it's really not, it never will be. You feel his last heartbeat, you breathe in his last breath. You burn his body and watch him go up to heaven.

You once were a faithful man.

[Dean's version]

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Suptober Day 15- Blue Skies and Apple Pies

Patience and Pie

Summary: Dean, Cas, and Jack spend some quality time baking an apple pie for Sam and Eileen. It's not perfect, but what is? Other than their family, which Dean would argue is pretty damn perfect. Domestic fluff, pastry related mishaps, and flirting ensue!

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/34521685

“There’s no way vodka is supposed to be involved in making a pastry.” Cas argues, stopping Dean from pouring the alcohol into the pie crust mixture. Dean simply heaves a sigh and pulls up the recipe he’s found on some mommy blogger website.

“It does, see! Even Marie says it makes the crust flakier. Honestly, do you think I’m that much of an alcoholic? Wait, don’t answer that.” Dean groans, handing his phone to Cas and letting him read the recipe, waiting patiently, hand on his hip, apron covered in flour.

“Why does she go into such intimate detail about her husband’s work schedule. Where is the recipe?” Cas’ brows are furrowed as scrolls down the article trying to find the recipe, having to go almost all the way to the bottom of the webpage.

“Who knows. All of them do that, overshare. Apparently, that’s a requirement of running a recipe blog, a tendency to over share and owning half of everything you can buy at Crate and Barrel.” Dean explains, leaning back against the kitchen counter.

“You know what Crate and Barrel is?” Cas questions, glancing up from the phone and studying Dean suspiciously.

“Don’t act like you don’t hide all those home store catalogues under the bed like some sort of weird porn stash. You thinking of redecorating or something?” Dean teases, gently kicking at Cas’ ankle with the toe of his boot. He found the stash a week ago and has been avoiding bringing it up, just in case Cas was planning to run away and start a new life somewhere more normal.

“Well, you know, ever since Sam and Eileen moved out, this is more our place. You, me, and Jack. Not that I don’t appreciate the simplicity of the Men of Letter’s design sense, but it could do with a bit of a homier touch. Jack deserves a normal home. Don’t you think?” Cas does make a good point, he makes a lot of good points, that’s probably why Dean loves him so much.

“I like it here.” Jack announces as he walks into the kitchen, clearly eaves dropping just outside in the hall.

“Hey kid, if you’re going to lurk, at least make yourself useful.” Dean, tosses Jack an apron and hands him some apples and a fruit peeler.

“Okay! What do I do with these?” Jack asks genuinely, nearly running the peely end of the peeler over his thumb. Dean sometimes forgets the kid is only a toddler since he looks much older, until he does things dangerous things like these. He springs into action, taking the peeler from Jack and holding it by the handle.

“It’s for peeling the apple, like this.” He demonstrates, holding the apple and peeling a strip of the skin off.

“Oh, okay. I understand now.” Jack nods, taking the apple and peeling it over the trash can.

“Ah, it does say vodka. My apologies Dean. But you do understand my skepticism, since you tried to pour bourbon into your cereal that one time.” Cas points out, leave it to him to bring up Dean’s questionable drunk choices.

“I was drunk. It was cocoa puffs, logically, bourbon and chocolate pair really well together.” Dean defends, taking the peeled apple from Jack and starting to cut it into small slices.

“He’s technically right, the flavors are kind of similar.” Jack supplies, always quick to defend Dean.

“How do you know what bourbon tastes like?” Cas asks, Dean raising a finger to his lips to tell Jack to be quiet.

“I don’t.” Jack lies with a shrug, taking another apple and peeling it, pointedly not looking at Cas.

“Damn it Dean, we talked about this. He’s too young to drink.” Cas immediately catches on, hand on his hip as he watches Dean cut up the apples.

“So quick to blame me. What’s wrong pumpkin, don’t you trust me?” Dean tries his best version of Sam’s puppy eyes, hoping it will work on Cas.

“I trust you to be the parent that allows all sorts of shenanigans.” Cas says with a fond shake of his head.

“Shenanigans. You’re so old.” Jack laughs, finishing peeling up the rest of the apples.

“I am, millions of years old and you two make me feel every single one of those years old. If I weren’t an angel my hair would certainly be gray.” Cas points out, running his fingers through his hair, distracting Dean from the work at hand.

“Fuck!” Dean swears when he accidentally nicks his finger with the knife.

“Swear jar!” Jack calls out, pointing to the jar that was mostly full of dollar bills that belong to Dean.

“Not now, he’s hurt. Swearing has been scientifically shown to reduce pain. He gets a pass.” Cas is already next to Dean with a paper towel, wiping up the blood before using his grace to heal his finger.

“You don’t have to do that you know. I can handle a little cut.” Dean frowns, he hates when Cas uses his grace for small injuries like this, he knows it drains his energy at least a little bit. Cas, as always, just shakes his head and places a gentle kiss to his forehead.

“Now be careful.” He adds sternly, backing up so Dean could finish cutting the apples.

“What can I do next?” Jack asks, setting the peeler on the counter.

“Get the sugar and these spices.” Dean instructs showing Jack the recipe on his phone. With that Jack disappears into the pantry on a quest to find all the things Dean needs.

“It’s your fault you know, that I cut myself. You’re too sexy for your own good.” Dean says softly, winking at Cas once they were alone.

“I don’t mean to be.” Cas blushes, licking his lips as he watches Dean put the apples into a bowl.

“See that’s the problem, right there.” Dean is tracking Cas’ tongue, then his lips, he crowds him against the counter and kisses him deeply, pulling him closer by his tie.

“Oh, is this adult time, should I go?” Jack gasps when he comes back to the kitchen with the sugar and spices.

“What, uh, hmm. Oh, no.” Dean fumbles as he comes back to reality, moving away from Cas.

“Sorry Jack, Dean has poor manners.” Cas chuckles fondly, shaking his head at Dean.

“I don’t mind. I’m just happy that you’re happy.” Jack says honestly, earning a smile from Cas that melts Dean’s heart. It is moments like these when he realizes how incredibly lucky he is to not only be alive, but to have such a loving family.

“Okay, here, you add the sugar and spices to the apples.” Dean offers, wanting to let Jack help some more.

“On it!” Jack nods, lifting the sugar sack, about to pour the whole thing into the bowl of apples.

“No, Jack. Use the measuring cup. Two of these.” Dean laughs, handing Jack a stainless steel one cup.

“Oh! You need to be more specific. I’ve never made pie.” Jack says with a roll of his eyes.

“You angels, so literal.” Dean groans, Cas placing a hand on his chest in mock offense.

“You humans, so cryptic.” Cas mocks, Jack giggling and giving him a high five.

“Whatever, I knew what I meant.” Dean shrugs, handing Jack the spices one by one along with the measuring spoons.

“That’s the problem Dean, you think everyone thinks like you do. In my eons of experience, no one thinks like you.” Cas jabs, picking up a hand towel and gently swatting Dean with it.

“Thank you!” Dean beams.

“Wasn’t a compliment.” Cas corrects, flinging the towel over his shoulder.

“Oh well. Good thing I love you.” Dean says it so casually these days, it wasn’t always like this, it used to be an incredible feat for him to discuss any of his feelings let alone tell Cas he loves him in front of anyone. Cas knows this, and every time Dean says it, he lights up.

“Can you stop flirting and help me. What’s next?” Jack asks impatiently, making Cas laugh.

“Stir everything up, here, with this you animal.” Dean snorts, handing Jack a wooden spoon when he almost digs his hands into the bowl.

Once the filling is mixed, Dean helps Jack carefully add it to the crust. They work together to put a lattice work crust on the top, it’s lopsided, but they conclude that neither Sam nor Eileen would care when they gave it to them.

As the pie bakes the trio watch Harry Potter and the Sorcer’s Stone for the 3rd time this week. Sam has lent Jack all of the Harry Potter movies to educate him further on nerdom. They’ve yet to make it past the first one, since Jack concludes it’s the best movie ever, then begs to watch it over and over.

When the pie is ready they load it into the Impala along with the massive pile of gifts Cas has insisted on buying. All of it for Sam and Eileen’s baby to be.

“Babies need lots of things you know. Some of this, I bought it for Jack but never got to use it, obviously.” He explains as they struggle to close the door and squeeze Jack into the back seat.

It’s all worth it when they see Sam’s face as they bring the massive amount of gifts into the little cottage of house he and Eileen live in. Out back, where the party is set up, a baby shower. There's cupcakes and balloons, it's all so precious, it's rare they get quiet moments like this. Moments to celebrate and do normal family things. Eileen gives Jack the biggest hug when she sees him arrive with the pie, her bump making it difficult for them to get close.

“How did you know?” She signs.

“Sam told us you were craving apples.” Dean says proudly. It’s a beautiful day, not a cloud in the sky, the blue almost rivaling Cas’ eyes.

Almost.

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