#hey lunchy

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In which Lunchy cannot handle autocorrect

Setsu: and your mom?‏

Lunchy: She's hood‏

Setsu: pfff‏

Lunch: Good*** omg‏

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Chapters: 13/? Fandom: Supernatural Rating: Mature Warnings: Author Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester, Destiel - Relationship Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Castiel, Bobby Singer Additional Tags: Family, Fallen Castiel, Human Castiel, Protective Dean Winchester, Hurt/Comfort, Domestic, Fluff, Angst, Fluff and Angst, Brothers Series: Part 1 of Cornerstone Summary:

But with a more permanent destination: Cas falls and the universe shifts. Sam and Dean have to figure out exactly what to do with a human Cas, and all three struggle to live a more normal life.

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LUNCHY I NEED YOUR E-MAIL IF YOU WANT THIS FIC SOMETIME BEFORE I GET HOME.

Text me dude

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HEY LUNCHY THIS IS THE THING I'VE BEEN TRYING TO TEXT YOU SINCE 10AM THIS MORNING

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In which Setsu watches Lunchy go to a whole new level

Lunchy: IM ALSO THINKING ABOUT CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON IN EITHER ENOCHIAN OR GALLIFREY FOR THE UNDIES?!

Setsu: -SNORTS-

Setsu: I CANNOT HANDLE YOUR FANGIRL GAME RIGHT NOW/

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In which Lunchy gets her reward

I promised Lunchy this snippet as a reward for some google-fu she performed on my behalf while I was without internet. The prompt was ice cream and destiel but I went the extra 9 and made it Wincestiel with a side of head cannon so if that's not your cup of tea, I suggest skipping over this post. Now Lunchy, for your reward:

“This is why we don't do hunts this far south. It has no right being this hot in February.” Dean snarled as he nudged the driver's side door of the impala shut with his hip, fingers digging into the knot of his tie with a hateful vengeance.

Sam would have agreed whole heartedly if he wasn't too busy stripping off his suit jacket, tie already hanging loose around his neck. It was nearly 85 and only just passed noon which was hot even for Arizona. Their tiny motel room with its single fan and anemic air conditioning unit held no promise of relief other than a cold shower and the privacy required for lounging in one's boxer's and nothing else. The thought was the only one on both Winchester's minds because both men froze inside the door at the sight presented them on the other side.

Castiel, sitting quietly on the end of one of the beds in a slate tank top and mesh shorts, hair even more rumpled than usual and dampened along the edges with sweat. In each hand, a half melted soft serve ice cream cone. Vanilla and caramel coated the former angel's hands in frothy swirls, ringing his wrists and dribbling in steady rivers towards his elbows. On his face, a broad smile – the one that dimpled his cheeks and wrinkled his nose - blue eyes unearthly bright and cheeks flushed from both the heat and his obvious relief at seeing both hunters safely returned.

The motel door swings shut with a soft click of its own volition and Castiel's smile falters ever so slightly when neither hunter makes a move to enter the room any further, their faces various stages of disbelief and surprise and the simmering beginnings of a familiar hunger if the way Dean's shoulders had hunched and Sam's jaw had tightened were any indication.

“I was concerned you would not return in time. I was told these frozen confections are the preferred method of heat relief.” the man says, nodding to the melting treats and finally spurring a response from the younger men, Dean offering a slightly strangled grunt as he drops his mangled tie from where he'd been clutching it in his hand to the floor.

Sam huffs out a breath of agreement before licking his lips and giving himself a slight shake. It takes only half a glance and a quirked lip for the duo to make a plan of attack, descending on the blue eyed man in unison with predatory smiles. Whatever question Castiel attempted to ask was swallowed by a startled groan as tongues went to work on his fingers and shuddering when Dean's mouth closed over the knob of his wrist to suck.

“This is not how they were meant to be eaten.” the angel finally managed to chastise several minutes later, breathless and eyes nearly indigo as Sam followed a line of sweet down his arm, the younger man's mouth cool against his skin.

“You're also supposed to eat them before they're mostly cream.” Dean countered before licking the length of the other man's middle finger as he pried the somewhat sodden cone from Castiel's cleaner but no less sticky hand, leaning in to place an overly sweet kiss on the former angel's mouth. “Either way, this was exactly what the doctor ordered. Thanks Cas.”

“Yeah, thanks Cas.” Sam echoed as he rescued his own cone from the angel's grasp, kissing at his slightly less sugar coated palm before starting in on the ice cream proper.

“You're both, uh, welcome.” Castiel answered weakly, glassy eyed as the two hunters retreated to the saggy moth eaten couch to finish their cones with matching smug grins.

And bonus Wincestiel!Head Cannon:

It was common knowledge that Castiel was a bed hog. It didn't matter who ended up bunking with him, the smaller man easily dominated the mattress. Sam had woken up more than once in the morning to find himself half falling off the bed while the former angel lay sprawled in the middle, limbs akimbo and face mashed into his pillow, snoring softly like a child.

Dean assumed it was some lingering side effect of his mojo. Sam more correctly figured it had something to do with their subconscious desire to please him. It was easier to keep Castiel corralled when they all slept together, but the motels they frequented didn't exactly have the kinds of beds that would fit two grown men let alone three. Not that it stopped them sometimes, though it would always come as a shock how well rested they could all be even when they woke in a literal tangle of limbs and drool.

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just do this one too > Lunchy pffft hahah

Pfff, how about I just do the ones I haven't already answered

U: How big is your penis or for a girl, how big are your boobsDo you know how hard it is find cute bras in 36C without extra, unneeded padding? My momma gave me more than enough, thanks.

C: Celebrity crush? ......man, we'd be here all fucking day if I went through that list, so lets pick just three. Misha Collins, Tom Hiddleston, Dylan O’Brien

H: Longest relationship and with who?I guess my current one? I think we've been together........close to five years now? Four years? I stopped counting, lol.

Y: Do you name your private parts?lol, no. Though I think my lovemuffins may have, you'd have to ask her though.

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bwahaha, estrella

You've got a fair number of repeat letters in there Lunchy and I obviously am not going to answer the same question more than once so msg me with two freebie questions

E: Do you smoke?Newp

S: Do looks matter to you?In terms of making friends - no. But I have eyes and a libido and I'm not ashamed of that either.

T: What kind of underwear are you wearing?Uh...just the normal kind? Black? I don't have fancy underthings, lol.

R: Who was your first kiss?That would be my first boyfriend.

L: Would you ever date someone of another race?Already have and currently am, lol

A: Are you a virgin?NOPE