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Next to his chest, Ronan’s fingers curled around a dark object. When Gansey reached down to uncurl his grip, he felt something warm and living, a rapid pulse against his fingertips. He snatched his hand away.

“Christ,” said Gansey, trying to make sense of what he’d felt. “Is that a bird?”

Ronan slowly sat up, still holding his cargo close. Another whuff of alcohol-laced breath drifted toward Gansey.

“Raven.” There was a long pause as Ronan regarded his hand. “Maybe a crow. But I doubt it. I … yeah, seriously doubt it. Corvus corax.”

Even drunk, Ronan knew the Latin name for the common raven.

And it was not just a raven, Gansey saw. It was a tiny foundling, featherless mouth still a baby’s smile, wings still days and nights and days away from flight. He wasn’t sure he would want to touch something that looked so easily destroyable.

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Okay. Someone reblogged this and mentioned the artist’s name. Thank you!

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Knight!Adam <3

I love this person

6.19 - Mommy Dearest

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Hot for Teacher

Hot for Teacher by DyslexicSquirrel (@dyslexicsquirrel) Rating: Explicit Word count: 21k

Raising a kid and going to school is hard, especially when working two jobs to make ends meet. A teaching assistant position at his university would take some of the pressure off his current financial situation. the last person Dean expected to see when he walked through the door was the alpha he had a one-night stand with in a bar the night before. Dean still manages to talk himself into the job. That should be an end to his problems, except his kid that his boss doesn't know exists gets sick and Dean might be falling for the hot professor.

Both Dean and Cas are looking for a great night out, maybe find someone to have some emotionless, hot sex with, without ever having to see the other person again.

When they meet at a bar, they're expecting the one-night stand to end there, only a good memory to remember later.

Of course, life has other plans for them, and they find themselves face-to-face the next day when Dean arrives at his interview for a new job.

From then on, you get a lot of pining, lots of feelings none of them are ready to acknowledge, and some good old awkwardness and lack of communication.

But at its core, this fic is lovely with lots of fluff, while Dean tries to juggle between classes, work, and taking care of his daughter, all the while fighting tooth and nail not to fall for his new boss, but being unable to resist.

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#9

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This is how that scene in 4.22 went right?

demaparbat-hp

Crush, crush, crush!

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Scars

Scars by lemonsorbae Rating: Explicit Word Count: 147k

Dean Winchester doesn’t answer to anybody about anything. Not about his ever changing hair color or tattoos, not his music, and definitely not about all the fucks he definitely doesn’t give. Of course, then he meets pretentious, skinny jean wearing, ugly sweater buying Castiel Edlund who’s hardest lot in life is probably alphabetizing inventory at his uncle’s record store, and suddenly Dean has to answer for everything. Castiel, on the other hand, had long since accepted his fate as an anti-social, directionless, and misunderstood soul, with his cat, Meg, and a bottle of whiskey being the only company he needed. But then fate threw him Dean, the abrasive, infuriating punk who wears guyliner, and walks around like the chip on his shoulder is something to be proud of, and Castiel’s carefully constructed life was turned ass over teakettle. After a heated exchange upon first meeting, a mutual loathing afterwards, and the glaring opposites in their lives, neither of them sees the point of mixing oil and water. Which would be all good and well, except neither of them seems to be able to stay away from the other.

Enemies to lovers is my own personal catnip, so of course I was quick to click on this fic. There's a lot of misunderstandings in this fic between Dean and Cas, and the first occurs at their first meeting, where they both make some hasty assumptions about the other. But they keep getting thrown together through social situations, at first accidentally and then... less accidentally. Basically, even though Dean and Cas can't stand each other (initially) they're also a little obsessed with each other, and they end up inventing increasingly transparent reasons to see each other. And once they end up sleeping together, it's even worse!

Rest assured, however, for those of you who like a softer version of our boys--Dean and Cas aren't at each other's throats for long. As they spend more time with each other, they both acknowledge each other's good points, and before too long, they're head over heels for each other. Except Cas has a tragedy in his past that prevents him from getting close to anyone, and Dean is too scared of losing Cas to push for what he really wants.

I love how these two heal each other throughout this fic. Even though they bring out each other's worst sides, they also bring out the best in each other as well. It's really true--there's no one in the world that understands Cas as well as Dean, and there's no one in the world that understands Dean as well as Cas. Even when they're bickering and insulting each other, these two just connect on a level that's impossible for other people to comprehend.