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Tea"Dean, I am concerned about your emotional well-being." Castiel stood behind Dean, holding trays of food: scones, honey, apple cider, cherry pie, and more.
"Damn it, Cas. I'm trying to get some work done." Dean sighed and shut the old book he was poring over. "No thanks to you, who got us into this mess in the first place."
"I'm sorry I disturbed you." Cas placed the tray on the desk, next to Dean's work. "I'll leave you to yourself, now." He turned to leave.
"Cas, wait," Dean sighed. "I would love some company, and I'm famished."
"There is an old British custom of having a tea party daily in the late afternoon."
"You mean, like, tea?" Dean cleared off a stack of papers from a chair so that Cas could sit.
"It is terribly dismal in here. I know of a lovely garden in Montreal that would be perfect. We can be there in an instant." Cas looked at Dean closely. He found himself squirming under the angel's unflinching gaze.
"Thanks, Cas, but I really-"
"Nonsense. You are growing pale and the
Promise Me You'll Tell Him (Supernatural)"Sam..." Dean looked at his hands. The nails were short and broken, and they were stained at the tips with blood and dirt. Sam was packing food for the road, trying to make it both tasty and healthy. Dean didn't want to talk about this, but he needed to get it out.
"What's up?" Sam spread almond butter on a slice of bread.
"Before we go track down Kevin Tran, I need your advice."
"You need my advice?" Sam smirked a bit. He put a second piece of bread on the sandwich.
"I can't stop thinking about Castiel." Dean stared out the grimy window.
"Are you gonna tell me what happened down there?"
"He ran away from me, to protect me from those trying to hunt him down. I found him eventually, but as we were leaving, I couldn't lift him, and then I was back here and he was down there." He sighed. "I just want him back, fighting with us, and wearing that trenchcoat, and getting all those cultural refrences and stuff wrong. I miss him like hell, and I don't think I'll ever see him again."
Tomato Soup DateJohn, do you like tomato soup?
There's quite a lot of it in the flat.
Are you bored or something?
No, I needed tomato soup for an experiment but it was on sale so I bought a lot of it. Buy 15 cans of it, get 15 free!
What sort of experiment requires 30 cans of tomato soup?
I needed 2. I was testing the effects of mild acidity on the human ear bones. It was pertinent to a case.
Why the hell didn't you just buy 2 cans?
You're ridiculous, you know that?
Because it was on sale, John.
What are we going to do with that much soup?
I don't know.
But it was a good bargain.
How the hell are we going to finish it off?
We can eat it gradually.
I can get some crackers or something.
Leave the shopping to me.
You'd end up buying 30 packs of crackers.
Not unless they are on sale.
I'll just get them myself.
So, do you like tomato soup?
Yes, Sherlock. I like tomato soup.
Good. Want to have a tomato soup date?
Behind The Mask (Spideypool)"Sir, a masked person between the ages of 15 and 18 is attempting to enter the window. Shall I sound the alarm?"
"Wha--" Peter sat up and looked around.
"No, JARVIS, it's just Wade. Please don't ever announce his entrance again."
"Duly noted, Master Peter."
"Thanks, JARVIS." Peter unlocked the window and was subsequently tackled by a masked teenage boy. Automatically, he shot web at the wall, and they were suspended, literally hanging from a thread.
"I love it when you suspend us from a web. It's sexy. Sexy, sexy spider. " Wade smiled and pressed his lips to Peter's.
"We're 40 stories up."
"Yes. We are. Smart, sexy, spider."
"You could just use the front door next time."
"You've got a JARVIS, silly sexy spider."
"True." Peter severed the thread and they fell to the floor with a thump. Wade began to kiss him again, and Peter rolled over so that he was on top of Wade, and his boyfriend grunted. Wade slid a cold hand under Peter's t-shirt. He
It was dark, and John was asleep. His immediate reaction was to take his gun out of the nightstand, but after a moment he realized that it was probably Sherlock. But he decided he wouldn't be able to sleep until he was absolutely certain-
Sherlock had collapsed.
His flatmate was lying on the remains of the coffee table, which had fallen under his weight. John dropped his gun and ran to press two fingers to Sherlock's neck. He couldn't feel a pulse. Numbly, he called the emergency number and screamed into the receiver. Then, he rushed back to Sherlock's side and began chest compressions. Nothing was working and he screamed and screamed and screamed-
"John." There was a hand on his shoulder now, and John's brain whirled. His face was pressed into something soft and dark.
He was in bed, covered in sweat. A dream, he assured himself. But it felt so real.
"You were screaming again."
"Every night you scream." Sherlock bit his bottom lip. "It was worse
Third Time's The CharmThe first time-
Entirely an accident,
he would later claim.
Dark corridor, angry kidnapper,
He was making to much noise,
didn't understand the gravity of the situation.
He quieted him.
He was shocked by how warm his friend's mouth was.
They briefly forgot how to breathe.
They caught the criminal
The second time-
Faceless, nameless woman broke it off,
In a pub.
His flatmate came to collect him-
recoiled at the sour
And laid his flatmate on the couch.
Third was better-
(apart from a glass of someone else's celebration)
(not enough to affect them)
Dancing dangerously close to the edges of their emotions-
Gliding over a long ago frozen pond
The ice broke under their weight
By mutual agreement they fell in.
A few petals on the water.
Transformers: We Came in WarTransformers: We Came in War
Setting: Sometime during the Bay films
Characters: Optimus Prime
We came to this planet because ours was gone.
The quest for power consumed our home. The need for domination destroyed us. Still we live, and yet there is a piece in each of us that has been decimated forever. We will never recover what we have lost.
I look down upon this planet, and I wonder why we try.
It is evident by now that we have lost the capacity for peace. War follows in our wake. We came to retrieve the AllSpark, which has long since been lost, and we are still here. All that came of attempting to revive our planet was the relocation of the war from our planet of death to this planet of life. There is so much life on this planet. All of it we have sworn to protect. This is the promise we have made to them. But the promise would not need to have been made if we had never co
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