Summary: His deadline is in two days, he's been stuck for a week and he has no idea what happens next. So Amara comes to visit.
Amara helping Chuck? Oh this is gonna be good.
“A) yes, you can fuck up her entire sense of self-- you’re God,” Amara points out, voice carrying over the noise. “B) You’ve spent entirely long as a human, brother.”
I mean, he kinda does it all the time, right?
Sighing, Chuck makes a copy appear on the table next to her, burying his hands in his hair and thumping his head against the table. “Will you get me a beer? And a clean glass?”
“No,” Amara says, bent over the paper. “You’re God, get your own.”
Nice. I love this brother sister exchange.
“Don’t,” Amara warns. “If I’m helping you with this, then we’re working on this, not me working and you dicking around.”
I know you missed out on a lot, Amara, but dicking around while everyone else does the work is kinda his M.O.
Chuck reclaims his seat and moves the cursor until he doesn’t recognize what’s been written… approximately two pages from the beginning, all of which was setting. “Really?”
“It was terrible and you know it. If you ditch her, you have to start all over.”
I mean, she kinda has a point.
“Sauntering, really?”
“If you don’t like it, write your own hunter-cowboy bachelor porn.”
*snickers*
“How much porn did Crowley introduce you to?” he asks, astonished.
I mean, should you be astonished? Crowley probably had some of the best stuff just for himself.
“I see why you do this now though. It’s fun playing with other people.”
“Yeah, if you…” Chuck trails off, looks up sharply. “Wait. What did you do?”
Oh what did she do indeed. Something you probably didn't have the ovaries to do.
This was a fun read. Totally worth it and I highly recommend it. Go read and show Frogie some love with comments and kudos.
Author: @violetlyvanilla (I can’t seem to tag them)
Ao3 Link: Dean And Cas Meet On Tinder
Rating: Explicit
Archive Warning: None
Word Count: 5727
Summary: Post breakup, Dean fills his days with work as a Model / Mechanic / Fire Fighter. When Charlie downloads Tinder on Dean’s phone, he is angered to find someone named Castiel impersonating his favourite Supernatural character on the dating platform.
There’s shouting and cheering and people jumping up and down in the cold and Sam is holding Jess and spinning her around and around. His knees damp from the dirty snow and she was still laughing a protracted “Yesss”."
Awww... of course on New Years.
It is an oasis of smothering pillows and sometime during the night Sam or Jess covers him in an electrical blanket.
I too like a lot of pillows around me Dean. The electric blanket may be a bit much though, Sam and/or Jess.
She held up Dean’s unlocked phone with triumph. And Dean thinks to himself, inviting his platonic LARPing best friend as his plus one for the holidays, was a misstep.
Most likely, but probably the best kind of misstep. Charlie is a fucking blessing, my dude.
Charlie proves him wrong by not judging the browser-ful of tentacles that was the last thing he drunkenly Firefox Focus-ed before passing out.
Not one single person needs to be judged for tentacles.
Or bacon.
Everyone needs bacon.
“Nobody puts baby in the corner”
*nods*
It shows a sort of artistic careless beauty and even Dean had to admit the subject of the candid snap looked hot.
Is there really any way you don't look hot?
BALTHAZAR, 40
HEDONIST
You're not wrong.
In the morning, EGGPLANT EMOJI HAPPY CRYING FACE
*snort* Oh Gabe.
LUCIFER, 45
PRINCE OF HELL
I'd swipe left too, Dean. (I think, I've never used Tinder so I don't know if that is good?)
FIREMAN AUCTION
YES! Let's do it!
“Beauty is only skin deep, Idjits. Wisdom is the new sexy.”
You're damn right, Bobby!
Dean un-matched Gadreel without ever sending a reply.
I would too, buddy.
In June, Sam and Jessica got married in Hawaii and Dean spent two weeks basking in the sun and swimming in the sea.
There is a beach vacation.
The feeling is mutual Dean. You haven’t asked me for compromising photographs yet. It’s refreshing.
This is tinder then?
Wrong answer Dean. Goodbye.
*grins*
“I had half thought you weren’t real,”
Pretty sure we all think this occasionally.
He’s a strange, quiet kind of guy but really very sweet and he keeps to himself and the bees but once you’re in his world it’s beautiful and busy.
True.
“I wasn’t invited either,” Dean said slowly.
Awwww...Dean.
His hands are tentacles, his mouth cannibalistic as he finally feasts on Castiel’s mouth.
I really feel like you're pandering to me specifically even though you don't know me.
And their phones blink into hibernation, the Tinder icons dimming into darkness.
Probably for the best after all.
That concludes this liveblog! It was fun, I’ve never experienced tinder so it was most definitely interesting to read.
Again this story is: Dean And Cas Meet On Tinder by @violetlyvanilla and you should go read it, leave kudos and comments and share with your friends!
Author: @grey2510
Ao3 Link: Wendigo
Rating: Teen
Archive Warning: None
Word Count: 1819
Summary: Sometimes the best way to relax after rescuing a bunch of Apocalypse world survivors is with a good ol' drinking game. Dean doesn't care if he wins or loses, he's just happy to be safe and with his family. But apparently, he's better at this game than he thought.
Either there was no Asa Fox over the rainbow, he hadn't fought five of those gangly bastards, or none of the folk in the Bunker have ever met or heard the legend, and so saying "wendigo" had only gotten Dean an amused half-grin from Sam as they both raised their beer bottles to their lips
Awww... Poor Asa. Thanks for this reminder.
"She's his mom, this world's Bobby was pretty much his other dad, Apocalypse Bobby had said that very first time they'd met that he and that his Mary had hunted together back in the day and…. Oh. Yeah, ok. Shoulda seen that coming.
Heh, yup. I think <i>we all</i> saw that coming.
"I just cleaned it! If they mess up—
“Yeah, ok, Martha Stewart. I'll make sure they know."
Same, Dean. I get that.
"Are you kidding me? Parents are fucking nuts. That</i> definitely<i> happened."
I'm not even a teacher and I know this to be true about parents. (Might be because I am one)
Cas considers this, his hands spinning his barely touched beer bottle on the table. "I once had a young girl tell me about a rocket made of snot."
A snort rocket! I am loving this.
"Nah, I'm good, but thanks," Sam answers, but he looks pretty relaxed as he stands near the table. "Ok, so...I was turned into a Scooby Doo cartoon character, I was turned into a moose, and I was turned into a car."
*Cackles*
"Yeah, alright, Squirrel."
Dean doesn't even have it in him to fight back.
*whispers* Cause he misses Crowley.
A minute later, the votes are cast and Dean's the only one who doesn't have to drink—not that it stops him. Cas just follows his lead.
Well, obviously. Don't matter what universe, Dean knows Bobby.
"This certainly is an obvious one," Ketch rolls his eyes. "Not even worth a vote. It'd be unfair."
Cause Ketch knows.
Charlie shrugs. "I dunno about him and Cas, but I kinda got fight or fuck vibes off you two when I first met you. So, not surprised."
Cause Charlie knows.
Dean can't help it: he bursts out laughing. "Dude. Seriously? You didn't… Jesus, it's not like I' been exactly subtle…"
Not in the slightest, my dude.
"Wendigo."
"Goddammit, Dean.">
*happy smile*
That brings this live blog to a close! I loved this so much! I was smiling and laughing the whole time. Seriously, go read this one it’s wonderful. Leave all the kudos and comments the author deserves them even if she is shy and requests that you don’t. Then share with your friends!
Live Blogging: such demons . very cats . much amaze . wow
Author: @thayerkerbasy
Ao3 Link: such demons . very cats . much amaze . wow
Rating: Teen
Archive Warning: None
Word Count: 2565
Summary: Asmodeus left to retrieve his pet archangel and never returned. A bunch of demons had gone with him and they never returned either. Spencer had no idea what he was doing.
"...a legacy of when Crowley was in charge and insisted on all new meatsuits being fresh corpses so as not to draw attention, "
This is a lovely, and as usual brilliant, legacy the Crowley left behind.
"at least he wasn’t going to end up dead like so many other demons had lately."
RIGHT? Good on you, Spencer. You get to live.
" There were no prisoners to look after and he wasn’t welcome in the kennel after that misunderstanding a few years ago. He could have helped with the torturing, but the torturers tended to be fairly territorial about their jobs and didn’t appreciate help."
Okay I kinda really need to know what the "misunderstanding" was, and hell yeah they are territorial. Don't ask how I would know that.
"The cat videos led to Reddit, where he discovered entire sub-reddits of adorably stupid cats. That led to cat memes, and then memes in general, the best of which he tweeted."
Ahhh yes, the adorable cat internet hole that people (or demons in this case) fall into. It spirals, really. Also, I would love to see a demon's twitter feed.
"Spencer was of the opinion that someone who hadn’t died was in no position to judge what was truly dead. He could bring it back if he wanted to."
I couldn't stop laughing at this!
"“I dunno, man. What if everyone’s out with the boss? What if they found the archangel, sent him off to Hell, and now they’re all at Disney ‘cause the boss thought they deserved a reward or somethin’?”"
Like Asmodasshat would be that generous. (Please ignore that terrible nickname that was very Dean of me and I won't be sorry for it even if I know it is terrible)
"“Man, you really think the boss is gonna take anyone to Disney? Boss ain’t never rewarded no one and he ain’t startin’ now. Naw, man, them dudes is prob’ly dead. Ten bucks says it was Ketch.”"
SEE!!
"Chad got a far away look for a moment, then snapped his fingers. “I got it. Why would he want nasty ass Hell when he can have Heaven, right? I bet you he took that kid of his on up to Heaven. They’re pro’bly lordin’ it over all them goddamn angels as we speak.”"
Chad is pretty smart for a demon, even if he or Spencer think that this plan is far fetched. Good brainstorming Chad.
"The throne was a lot more uncomfortable than he anticipated."
That kind of power usually is, my friend.
Oh... oh my.... bye bye Spencer.
Ohhh Drexel, hello plot twist!
"“You will obey me. And if I catch either of you attempting to steal the throne for yourselves, I will destroy you before you can blink.”"
Damn right you will.
"At first, Spencer wasn’t sure if he heard that right. He was a demon, not a maid. He should be slitting hunters’ throats in their sleep or hanging out with awful garage bands until one of them got desperate enough to sell their soul. Even standing guard outside the Cage and listening to Michael’s insane rambling was a more dignified task than cleaning."
This was fantastic. I am so happy I got to read these words with my own two eyes.
"“Naw man, I got no clue what the fuck you’re talkin’ about. You got a plan?”"
Not many demons would, but I bet little Amara would have understood, with as much time that she spent on the internet.
"Ceiling Cat always came through."
Damn right she did.
Alright y’all, this was a great and fun fic. I suggest that you all go read it and leave comments and kudos then share with everyone so they can enjoy this fun demon fueled fic as well!
The fic was such demons . very cats . much amaze . wow by the fantastic @thayerkerbasy spread the word.
Author: @dreamsfromthebunker / hit_the_books
Ao3 Link: Upturned Chair
Rating: Mature
Archive Warning: None
Word Count: 407
Summary: Sam is having to make a cheesecake while naked. It's totes Gabriel's fault.
“FUCK!”
Great start already. Especially with the summary given.
"whilst wearing nothing but a gun garter on his left thigh"
I've never heard it called a gun garter before. I'm used to holster. Looking at your tags though it makes sense.
I was thinking of this gun garter.
"Couldn’t you have waited for the cheesecake? Your timing sucks.”
Come on now, we all know Gabe waits for no man.
“Eyes up here!”
In Gabe's defense it would be difficult to keep eyes up.
“Don’t touch the cheesecake until it’s set.”
Good luck with that Sammy.
“Fine,” he relented as they reached his bedroom door."
Of course he did!
This was cute. Not at all what I was expecting but it worked!
It’s such a short, but fun, fic I purposefully left things out so you would be enticed to go read it! It really is good and worth a read along with comments, kudos, and a share with your friends!
It’s Upturned Chair @dreamsfromthebunker/ hit_the_books Go give it love!
Author: @treefrogie84
Ao3 Link: A Hidden Rhapsody
Rating: Teen
Archive Warning: None
Word Count: 1365
Summary: “I don’t know,” Jess mumbles into her wine glass. “I mean, it’s not like Sam doesn’t have a million and one secrets anyway. What’s one more?”“There’s a difference between those and running off in the middle of the night.”
I don't even remember this Becky (I know you reminded me at some point) but hot damn I love this poly dynamic already.
“Meh, dicks. Not really my thing.” Becky shrugs, gently petting the foot next to her. “Watch, sure. Tie him up and make him watch? Definitely.”
Yes, please. I am here for this.
Becky’s head drops to Jess’s shoulder in frustration. “This isn’t gonna happen tonight, is it?”
That is a damn shame. Cause I would love to have read this.
“Awesome. Wouldn’t want for him to miss it.” Brady’s eyes are black when he turns to face her.
Welp, looks like I won't read it unless you do a timestamp before the events that come after this.
I really loved this.
Short, sweet, and to the point. This was a bittersweet fic that I adored. I really hope that you go give it a shot!
Once again it’s A Hidden Rhapsody by @treefrogie84 show the fic some love in the form of kudos and comments and sharing it with your friends!
Author: @hexmaniacchoco
Ao3 Link: It's Complicated (But Not Really)
Rating: Teen
Archive Warning: None
Word Count: 1032
Summary: With possibly several different monsters terrorizing an area, everyone teams up to find out what they are and take them down. However, things go a little awry when someone somehow manages to get everyone turned into an animal, creating a new problem that should maybe be solved before they can tackle the monsters.
Car doors slammed in succession as two groups piled out, milling around the general area for a moment until it was sure everyone was together.
It's always important to stick with your travel buddy.
“Your girlfriend will be here soon so stop your complaining,” she teased. A small blush came over Claire’s face and she glared at her sister.
I love me some DreamHunter.
He turned to look at Sam and Dean next to him, and caught Dean’s eyes.
We all love the eye fucking. But keep it in your socket's guys, there are children around!
She walked up to Claire, Alex, Kaia, and Patience, handing Patience a single key. “You girls are all sharing a room. There’s two doubles in there for ya’. Don’t go causing too much trouble now!” she beamed cheerfully before continuing over to Sam.
Oh those four can be in a room together. Yeah, bunking Dean and Cas is totally because of the hotel policy. It's not like Cas and Jack could've bunked together
“Sorry about this. I’ve heard he’s become less of an asshole recently though.."
I mean, he's kinda grown on me. Enough to make me be a bit happy he isn't dead.
“Yeah. This is kinda a long story gang. Don’t any of you worry your pretty heads over it.”
That's the exact phrase that makes me think it is something to worry about.
“I don’t really want to ask…” Sam said. “About anything.”
You might not want to Sam, but it may be in everyone's best interests.
“Don’t worry,” Jody tried to assuage him, “You guys have a room with two doubles. And Cas is right. You don’t need to sleep anyway, and it was the only room near us they had left, so we didn’t think you’d mind.”
“Well you were all wrong.”
So very very wrong. Really should have put Crowley in with Dean and Cas. I mean, Dean probably wouldn't have got a lot of sleep that way, but he'd have been really happy in the morning.
This looks super promising and I really think that you should all go read it. Don’t let the fact that it is a WIP deter you, it is still very interesting and worth a read!
Go leave kudos, comments, and share it with all your friends!!!
This was: It's Complicated (But Not Really) by @hexmaniacchoco
Rating: Teen
Archive Warning: None
Word Count: 2100
Summary: Three stories, three relationships. Three different voices. When Coleman, Baby, and Mac have to deal with everyday life with the Winchesters it can be sweet, frustrating, and hilarious.
Crowley still calls Dean squirrel when he is a demon, huh?
"Squirrel, please tell me we have grander plans for the evening than another round of karaoke."
Is this from Colmean's POV? I love it already.
Coleman doesn't particularly like Crowley, but he's gotta agree with the demon on this front, if Dean's off-key singing along to Baby's radio over the years has been any indication of his distinct lack of musical talent. Even a cooler knows better.
All of this was amazing. I need more Baby and Coleman bickering.
"He's not that bad.
You only say that because it's Dean, Baby. Pretty sure your engine drowns out the worst of it.
Really? You're gonna claim that I don't know what's going on inside me? It's MY radio he uses.
You just think the sun shines out of Dean's ass.
At least I'm not sulking over the fact that Dean's hanging out with Crowley instead of your big angel crush.
Shut up. I do NOT—"
Crowley is always up for it. Especially when it comes to Dean. Amirite? sorrynotsorry
"The triplets?" Crowley asks, delight in his voice.
"Unless you're not up to it."
**snort** I love Dean.
"C'mon, Sam, say it with me: Slay Ride."
"That's not funny, Dean."
"It's a little funny."
"Dean, three people are dead and—"
I adore the POV's you're using. And I want to always be able to have their damn POV's available to me now.
"Hey, Eileen."
Aw, I like her, Baby practically purrs as Sam bungles his way through some signs and Eileen corrects him or just giggles at his attempts.
Coleman agrees instantly, Right?
She does fit with them!!
But Eileen just seems like she fits with the boys, like she belongs on the team, riding around in Baby with all of them, going on hunts. And she makes Sam happy.
I love the relationship between Coleman and Baby. It is amazing.
"Uh, I'd rather not get punched in the face, but if you wanna try, I'm not stopping you."
Sam does have a point.
Do you think he knows WHY Dean'd punch him in the face yet?
Baby sighs. No. Don't get me wrong, I love Sam and all, but sometimes…
Super dense.
Yep.
Mac is a little like Sam in this regard.
All kinds! Sam tends to stick to porn with girls in it, but Dean's more adventurous. We went to sites I'd never seen before! And—
Yeah, ok, we get it, Baby cuts him off. And did he delete his browser history before Sam saw?
Yep! Mac pauses as though the pieces are all coming together. Ohhhh. Dean doesn't want Sam to know about those sites?
Exactly.
You should totally do that Mac. Baby needs a sexy merman.
Coleman relaxes as best as a cooler can into the leather seats as the brothers continue to banter. You know, it's too bad, Baby: your rearview mirror would look really good with a sexy merman hanging from it.
Oh fuck you.
I could order you one online, Baby!
NOT HELPING, MAC."
Hehehe... I love Crowley.
"Nuttin' for Christmas"? The hell?
Hey, it's your crush who chose the shitty music, not me. I just play it.
At least Crowley's not here…
Squirrel and nut jokes?
Yep.
Hard same, Dean.
Dean listens for a moment. "Yeah, I guess this one's not bad. Kinda badass, for Christmas music. But it's October."
I'm pretty sure that they are they are the best things ever.
Don't get jealous, Coleman, but I'm pretty sure they're about to soul gaze.
Right back atcha. Don't worry, Baby: Dean still loves you. Maybe he'll give you, ya know, a lube job soon. What Coleman wouldn't give to be able to waggle his eyebrows. (Or to have eyebrows to waggle in the first place.)
See? You ARE the immature one.
You love me.
I'm stuck with you. There's a difference.
Yeah, but Cas probably wants to inform as many humans as he can of this fact.
"Did you know Jesus wasn't actually born in—"
"Oh my god, Cas," Dean whines. "Biography of your half-brother or whatever is not really what I'm looking for right now."
Yeah Dean. Make him another mix tape. You know, as a Christmas gift.
"Seriously? Seriously? Have I taught you nothing about music, Cas?"
"Thirteen Led Zeppelin songs was not much of an education."
"Whoa, whoa, what—?"
"Perhaps you should make me another tape."
I love the four of them. They are wonderful.
"It's 'Monster Holiday' and we're on a hunt. For monsters. Seems right."
"Naturally."
"You ever tell Sammy this happened—"
"Of course, Dean."
And the four of them sail on down the road.
This was wonderful and I love Coleman. So you should totally go read and give a ton of kudos and comments.
