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Helplesness is sometimes the scariest feeling in the world. But then it isn't and your hand is empty and so is your heart. But sometimes, maybe, you can catch a glimpse of something that used to be. A golden ring. The colour of the eyes you will never forget.
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Logan only has one rule when he moves into the extra bedroom in Wade's apartment: don't get comfortable.
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The only thing standing between Logan and a boring, blissful, murder-free life in Canada is Wade.
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25 Jan 2026
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Since they'd started fucking, which was about three days after they'd met, the harpoon jokes had been pretty much constant-- but the skills really did transfer. Hashtag coffin porn, hashtag sea blowie.
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20 Nov 2025
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“Where are we, now?” asks Dean, all of a sudden. “2009, I’m kinda fuzzy. Post-Hell, I got that, but… we done Lilith yet?”
Castiel holds his gaze, and hopes that’s answer enough.
“Early days,” says Dean quietly, and not without wonder. His mouth pulls slightly up, his eyes flicking between Castiel’s own, “And you’re lookin’ at me like that.”
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12 Nov 2025
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wash your sins away in the movement of your body with mine by sceptick
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28 Jan 2013
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He's been in that mood all day. The mood that most people would interpret as “I am superior to everyone around me and they should really stop bothering me with their inane problems immediately,” but that really means “I am the worst human being alive and completely incapable of dealing with all of these people’s problems, so they should really stop bothering me immediately.” She's become intimately familiar with it, over the years.
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29 Aug 2025
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Dean can’t help it. Castiel’s laugh is infectious, washing over him and sweeping him up in its tide. His throat and stomach ache with the feel of it, unfamiliar muscles worked past their endurance. He hasn’t laughed like this in weeks, maybe years.
Cas doesn’t stop laughing, and Dean relishes it. It’s such a good sound, deep and throaty. It rumbles over him the same way that Baby’s engine purrs, to where he can almost feel it in his gut. Dean’s giddy, the kind of happy that hunters don’t get to feel, and if it weren’t for the ceiling, he thinks he might float away. Cas’ eyes crinkle when he laughs, and his smile goes wide and gummy. He’s so brilliant, so alive—
But you’re dead, Dean thinks helplessly. But you’re dead.
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Castiel Novak is one of the best hunters Dean Winchester has ever worked with. He's witty, whip-smart, and has enough knowledge about the supernatural to rival an encyclopedia. He's got humor dry enough to put the Sahara to shame and he's pretty easy on the eyes as well. All in all, he's the best partner Dean could have hoped for.
Too bad he's dead.
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