#Like seriously Misha's cool but it's not like no one else got on board

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Okay NOT true the actors who played Uriel and Raphael were doing their own Extremely Cool shit, Anna's shift from being a regular girl to getting her angel memories back is notably pretty great, and a lot of later seasons actors noticeably style their performances after Misha's portrayal of Cas. There are plenty of boring subpar angels on supernatural but there are also a lot of great ones, cmon.

I have to say, I just started casually watching ofmd after basically watching it through you guys. I am already spoiled. I thought there would be no surprises. I am already aware of the best jokes, the foot touch, the plot beats. You can become an expert on any show simply by scrolling past gifs of it for months.

However, NONE of you prepared me for this little guy here:

It is profoundly obvious visually, through dash osmosis and general visible evidence, that this is a little man with a lot wrong with him. but what you cannot grasp from gifs is his voice. His voice is amazing: I did NOT expect it: I cannot describe it: the actor chews on his lines like a menacing guinea pig. It is like hearing Kermit the Frog trying to strangle his own puppeteer. Like someone has trapped a vengeful spirit in a balloon and is allowing it to speak prophecy, but only in short, squeaky bursts. No, I can’t describe it at all. I was expecting the character to be “scrungly” and was aware that many of you wish to place him in a jar and shake him vigorously, but I didn’t know he sounded like something that would cause all greyhounds in hearing distance to instantly go cross-eyed and launch themselves into outer space. He! Is! Scrofulous!!!!

If you watched the show on its first principles you probably wouldn’t have noticed this because you would have accepted it as part of the full sensory experience of the character, but if you have only encountered it as gifs for the best part of a year, the sound of this chap is one HELL of a shock . Definitely adds to the flavor. Enhances the sensory experience. Sign on today.

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Name: Peter Walter Atkinson Species: Human (Non-powered) Occupation: Police Sergeant Age: 34 Years Old Played By: Misha Face Claim: Robert Pattinson

“There are liars, thieves, and fools. But no monsters, not really. We’re the monsters. Legends and superstitions were all created around our capacity for darkness.”

Peter was trouble. Every report card he was sent home with (which he subsequently destroyed) said so. Peter Atkinson was a future menace to society, a budding deadbeat, & a danger to those who engaged in his antics. He could persuade any classmate, even the most pure, to go dirty. Teachers often wondered what his home life was like. How could an innocent child develop into such a little monster? What had his parents done to him? In truth, nothing at all. Growing up in New Orleans, Louisiana, Peter was raised by his mother and maternal grandmother, both incredible, devoted women. The household was blended, filled by Peter’s 2 adopted sisters and his younger biological brother. They all got along perfectly and it was a happy, normal childhood. The question was raised, then, by Peter’s teachers and philosophers alike. Are children born evil, or is it learned? Sigmund Freud considered newborns to be a moral blank slate. Aristotle argued that morality is learned, and that we’re born as “amoral creatures”. Peter’s grandmother just said he was “born the way God made him, a little naughty, but an angel all the same”. 

It was one particularly naughty prank, involving a recently deceased cow and a teacher’s car, that had him sent to boarding school. At first, he’d hated the new school. Rules were only put in place to be broken and yet he wasn’t able to get away with anything. He spent 85% of the first semester in detention. There, he met Mr. Robertson. Mr. Robertson was an authoritarian; He was organized, disciplined, and everything Peter was not. He became a father figure for Peter, causing the young man to fall in love with the order that he’d always fought so hard to disrupt. As he climbed from hall monitor to senior prefect, Peter became the law of his boarding school. No one messed with or disobeyed him; not only because they respected him, they liked him too. His childhood cunning had blossomed into teenage charisma. For the first time in his life, Peter began to like himself. He’d spent years caught up in the web of destruction he’d created, never realizing he was his own undoing. Aristotle had been right, morality was learned. It just took him a bit longer than everyone else to figure out. 

Fresh out of highschool, Peter applied to the New Orleans Police Academy. Becoming an officer of the law was his greatest passion, and he took it quite seriously. After fifteen years on the force, Officer Atkinson was given the opportunity to become Sergeant Atkinson; the only catch being he’d need to move all the way to White Crest for the promotion. He gratefully accepted the new position, moving almost immediately. With the sudden death of the last Police Sergeant, and a town overflowing with crime, Peter’s quickly learning he may be in over his head. But if he’s learned anything from his childhood, it’s that morality can be learned. Maybe White Crest is just taking a bit longer to figure that out. 

Character Facts:

Personality: Sarcastic, intelligent, arrogant self-aware, charming, hot-headed, flirtatious, dedicated

He’s a workaholic to the point that he’s been forced to take days off. Maybe it’s from his time in boarding school, but he craves structure.

Peter is a massive flirt- but only off the job. When he’s not in uniform, he’s winking at everything that moves. On the job, he’s the epitome of professionalism.

He’s quite sensitive about what others think of him. He tries to play it cool, but he never wants to be the bad guy. It doesn’t help that he’s incredibly sarcastic. First impressions aren’t always easy.

His first love is also in White Crest. She broke his heart, and he’s been avoiding her like the plague. 

He’s obsessed with his dog, Cheri. You never see the man without her. 

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Fallout 6

SPN RPF 

Warnings: RPF, Smut 

Link to Chapter 5

Words: 3,724

Pairings: Richard Speight Jr x Reader

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You sat in the passenger seat of the rental car enjoying the cool mountain air on your face. With a smile, you glanced over at Richard. While this was the happiest you had been in a very long while; you also knew the two of you were going to face one hell of a shit storm soon. Running off and eloping was definitely one of the craziest things that you had ever done! You didn’t regret the decision that Richard had come up with at three in the morning the day after returning from Germany.

  “What are we waiting for? Why have a big fancy wedding when no one else cares? Your parents won’t be able to come, mine certainly won’t be there. Now Rob won’t even talk to us about it or anything for that matter.”

  You had said when Richard made the comment about just eloping. Richard looked a little surprised when those words came out of your mouth. He was partially being a smart ass so when you agreed with his idea it was definitely shocking.

  “Wait, you don’t want to have a wedding with the dress and all that…stuff?”

  You shook your head.

  “Not at the moment. If my own brother won’t be there let’s just do a quickie. Yeah, the rest of our friends will probably be bummed but they will get over it. Besides I won’t be fitting into a wedding dress much longer anyway.”

  Richard raised an eyebrow. He knew that you were irritated with Rob for avoiding but this just proved how devastated you were over it. Rolling his eyes, Richard had to fight the urge to call Crystal and give her a good piece of his mind to tell Rob. He let his eyes look down your body to her stomach. You still didn’t look pregnant. 

  “I don’t want you to regret it later.”

  He responded, softly. You shook your head.

  “I won’t.”

  Richard shrugged deciding now was the time to give up.

  “If that’s what you want, babe. I have an idea. We can do our little shotgun wedding and I’ll book us a week or two back in Tennessee. We can get away from all the cameras and nonsense. It would also give us some time alone without interruptions.”

  You looked pleased enough. At the moment, you would have probably agreed with any quickie idea that he could come up with.

  “Sounds good to me.”

  Pulling yourself from the memory of the day before, the only real regret you did have was not telling Rob. But at the same time, if Rob wouldn’t answer your or Richard’s call and texts, there really wasn’t much that could be done. Judging from the look on Richard’s face you were beginning to worry if he was regretting the decision as well.

 “Do you regret what we did?”

  You asked softly. Richard quickly looked at you. He was worrying himself that you were regretting the hasty marriage. If you did, it would crush him! During the ceremony, your eyes hadn’t left his. It almost felt as though you could see his whole soul. If it didn’t work out with you, he would never fall in love with anyone again!

  “What?! No! Not at all, sugar. Are you?”

  You shook your head and wrapped your hand around Richard’s that was resting on your thigh.

  “No. I’m just worried about my brother.”

  Richard nodded.

  “Yeah, that is going to be a barrel of monkeys. Look Y/n, I’m serious when I say I don’t regret marrying you. My regret was not asking you sooner. I just don’t want people thinking the only reason I married you is because I got you pregnant.”

  He slowly brought your hand to his lips before returning his focus to the road ahead. You meanwhile, looked down at her wedding ring. A few weeks ago you would have never even considered marrying Richard. The two of you were only repairing the broken relationship. However, after the eventful trip to Europe, finding out that you were pregnant, being involved in one of the weirdest train incidents to hit northern Europe (big shout out to Jared, you thought with a smirk), and finally getting some alone time with Richard things had started to look up.

  “What’s so funny?”

  Richard asked as he began to mess with the radio. You chuckled.

  “Just thinking about Jared causing havoc in Europe.”

  Richard rolled his eyes.

  “We are seriously never traveling with them again. I thought we going to jail. Amsterdam was nice though.”

  “We didn’t get out of bed for two days.”

  Richard gave you his best “innocent” look.

  “That was my point. I may be keeping you in bed for the next week and a half. When we get to Missouri to see your mother you may not be walking straight. You may want to think of a clever excuse to tell your mother so she won’t know what you have been up to.”

  You rolled your eyes.

  “You are so full of yourself! You won’t be able to go straight for a week in a half. You may play an angel on TV but hate to break it to you love you are just a man in real life ...and kind of like a bottle rocket the moment you get inside me.”

  You watched as he gave you the most confused and bewildered expression.

  “I can go for a long time….if you recall in Amsterdam it was you that needed to keep taking naps. Baby girl, I can get hard for you any time any place. Speaking of which, we could always pull off and fool around.”

  You shook your head.

  “I am not letting you fuck me in some roadside bathroom where tourists might show up.”

  Richard rolled his eyes going back to the radio.

  “Didn’t stop you before.”

  You gave up trying to argue with him knowing he would have some sassy comment that you wouldn’t be able to keep up with.

  “Ugh everything in this state is damn country music. Do you see why I moved to LA now? Imagine growing up in Nashville.”

  Richard grumbled before giving up and stopping at some random station.

  “We’ll be there soon.”

  You said softly running your hand over his crotch. Richard groaned looking over at you again.

  “I’m really about to pull this car over.”

  Taking your hand away, you leaned back with a satisfied grin on your face. With a yawn, you closed your eyes. Jet lag was still holding on from the trip to Europe. A small nap sounded like a good idea. 

    You were pulled out of your light nap when Richard said your name.

  “Huh? What’s wrong?”

  You focused on the radio.

  “In other news, musician and Supernatural actress Y/n Benedict married co star and long-time boyfriend Richard Speight Jr. yesterday…”

  Your mouth dropped as Richard turned off the radio and pulled over. Both of you sat in silence for a moment before Richard laughed.

  “Well, that cat is out of the bag!”

  You groaned realizing that everyone knew now. The little secret was out.  

  “So much for having a week of peace.”

  You looked down at your phone that started ringing. Seeing Jared’s name followed by Jensen, both Marks, Matt Cohen, Sebastian, Misha, Vicki, and everyone else that you seemed to know. Everyone but Rob, your brain supplied. Richard hadn’t taken his eyes off of you.

  “Don’t answer it.”

  Richard said calmly, running his hand through his hair. You frowned.

  “Do you think Rob knows?”

  Richard shrugged.

  “He hasn’t blown my phone up yet so I’m guessing no. Sugar, turn the phone off. Let’s just enjoy our week of peace. We can worry about the mess back home when we get home.”

  (Meanwhile in Missouri)

  Rob’s morning started like any other. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Crystal left to go to work around 8 am. Rob shuffled into the living room picking up his iPad. He frowned looking down the device. Still nothing from you or Richard. Rob couldn’t help wonder what in the world was going on with the two of you? They never just disappeared and avoided him like this.

  Logging onto Twitter, Rob had enough if the two of you wouldn’t answer his calls or texts he would blow your pages up until someone talked to him. Going to your page Rob froze when something caught his attention.

  “Katherine Benedict Speight.”

  Rob frowned muttering “the fuck?” under his breath. Taking out his phone he dialed your number and it automatically went to voicemail.

  “Y/n, it’s Rob. Call me now!”

  He did the same thing to Richard before sitting down with a frown. Seriously what the fuck was going on? Rob was beginning to regret his decision to unplug from the world while he was getting over his stroke.

  Looking further down your twitter page, he froze seeing all he needed to see at the mention of you marrying Richard.

  “Is it that hard to pick up a phone?”

  Rob muttered before angrily closing the iPad. How could the two of you not call him? Just because he was across the country didn’t mean he wouldn’t want to be there when his sister was married!

  “They’ve lost their fucking minds!”

  Rob thought angrily before trying to formulate a plan.

    Meanwhile…

    Walking into the cabin, you were bound and determined not to let the stresses of life come in the way of a nice honeymoon.

  “Are you okay. sugar?”

  You looked up as Richard shut the door.

  “Yeah. I’m good.”

  You knew he didn’t believe you. Richard quickly pulled you into his arms. 

  “If you’re feeling bad it’s okay to say so. You haven’t been at all like my ex. She was sick all the damn time when she was pregnant. I think I handled that pretty well.” 

  You smirked at the fear in his eyes. Most men seemed to have this look when it came to their pregnant partners.

  “I’m fine. I promise.”

  Richard nodded as he picked you up and sat you on the island. He had been keeping a close eye on you since she said the word “pregnant.” He was no longer questioning whether or not he really wanted a baby. While he wasn’t fully on board or over the moon, Richard had accepted it. He tried to smile and appear happy when you mentioned anything baby related. Surely by the time the baby was born he would feel a little more at ease.

  You meanwhile, watched his facial expression carefully. You were no fool, you knew Richard wasn’t thrilled with the baby but he wouldn’t say it. After you almost left him over the baby, Richard had changed his tune. He was more attentive and gentle towards your needs. You had even caught him stroking his fingers over your stomach a few times.

  “So are you going to fuck me on every surface of this cabin?”

  You asked with a smirk. You pushed a strand of Richard’s hair away from his eyes before leaning in for a kiss. Richard groaned into your lips.

  “Richard, can you please just lose control like you used to and manhandle me?”

  “I can’t hurt you right now. You’ll have to deal with soft and easy until the baby is born. Don’t give me that look!”

  You didn’t listen to his last sentence and gave Richard a pouty face.

  “A lot of people have sex while pregnant, Rich.”

  He shook his head and pressed a few kisses to your neck and the exposed parts of your chest.

  “Not like what we have.”

  “You’re not being fair! You have me sounding like a slut again.”

  Richard stood up with a cocky smile He quickly yanked your sweater and tank top off.

  “You can be a slut for me. That I’m cool with.”

  You whimpered, trying to ignore the need building inside of you. From the time you realized that you were pregnant, you were almost always horny. The pregnancy hormones were driving you nuts.

  “And you talking like that isn’t helping!!”

  Richard shrugged.

  “I never said that I wouldn’t fuck you, sugar.”

  You slid off the counter only for Richard to reach out and put you right back.

  “Fucking tease.”

  Richard smiled. He was genuinely pleased with the comment.

  “You take my cock so well, sugar.”

  The look on your face made Richard chuckle as he reached behind you to remove your bra.

  “How the fuck do I get this thing off?”

  He asked upon finding no clasp in the back. You took his hands placing it on the front between your breasts. Richard rolled his eyes mumbling about stupid lingerie designers and their fancy ideas. After a few tries, he started to pull. You quickly pushed his hands away.

  “Oh no you don’t! I paid a lot of money for this bra. You’ve torn too many of my lingerie items when you’re turned on.”

  Richard shrugged unbuttoning his shirt and undoing his jeans.

  “Well, I didn’t get a fucking MIT degree in bra engineering. It either opens in the back or gets ripped off.”

  You carefully undid your bra and tossed it aside. Richard reached up pressing your breasts together before taking one in his mouth and gently bit down. You whimpered, pulling his body closer to yours.

  “Stop being a fucking tease, Richard.”

  “What’s the rush, sugar? We can play for a while? We have all week to consummate our marriage. How about I eat you out in front of the fireplace? I can make the wait worth your while.”  

  You looked like you were ready to scream at this point.

  “Richard Speight Jr, if you don’t make love to me I will blue ball you until this baby is born!!”

  Richard stood up straight looking at you with honest surprise.

  “You wouldn’t…”

  “Try me.”

  You said before you went to put the sweater back on. Richard lunged forward tossing the sweater somewhere behind him.

  “Fine, bossy.”

  He reached out pulling you into his arms and carried you to the bedroom.

  “I still plan on eating you out in front of that fireplace.”

  He said with a devious grin. Richard laid you on the bed. You quickly wiggled out of your remaining clothes as Richard undressed.

  “I have to say I do enjoy these pregnancy hormones. You being horny all the time will make it better for me to just bend you over whenever I damn please. ”

  “That would be lovely. You’ve always taken what you wanted so bending me over when you damn well please isn’t anything new. Seeing as we have spent a lot of time in airplane bathrooms, closets, dressing rooms I think your sex drive is as crazy as mine.”

  Your lips were on his neck while a fee hand wrapped around his erection. Whatever sassy comment Richard had in mind left his mind as you tightened her grip. You bit down on his neck as Richard bucked his hips into your hand.

  “Sugar…please.”

  You slowly eased your way onto Richard, placing yourself right over him. Richard groaned raising his hips to grind further against you.

  “What’s the matter, baby? You want me as bad as I want you, huh?”

  Richard nodded, looking at you with the best puppy eyes he could come up with.

  “Sugar, you can dominate me later. Let me make love to you know.”

  You shook your head.

  “Sorry, lover boy. You made me wait now you have to wait.”

  Richard glared up at you. Normally he would have flipped you and pushed in. Once he was inside, you wouldn’t have made him stop. Now it was different. There was no way he could do that now.

  “It will make your orgasm better.”

  You cooed as you leaned down pressing a soft kiss to his lips.

  “At least do something. You sitting there looking hot as hell rubbing your pussy on me is killing me!”

  You continued rubbing yourself against him again. Richard groaned when you got off of him. The sudden loss of pressure was more than he could handle.

  “Sugar... please…”

  He panted as you lay with your back the opposite direction so it was possible to see how wet for you were for him. 

  “Now you get to watch me. I don’t want to see you touch yourself.”

  You watched with a pleased smile as Richard put his hands behind his head.

  “Whatever you want, baby.”

  He watched with hungry eyes as your hand slipped between your legs, stroking over your clit, and began to toy at your entrance. From your position, you could clearly see the lust-filled about to lose all grip on reality look on your husband’s face. Richard gripped the sheets so tight they ripped off the bed.

  Richard sat watching a moment long before quickly moving over you.

  “I’m done waiting. I want what’s mine.”

  He pushed in before you could make any protest.  You cried out as he sunk in balls deep. Richard made sure not to put too much weight on you as he began to move.  

  “Mmm sugar you are so tight right now”

  You cried out as he began to slowly push into you deeper if possible.

  “Harder, please.”

  You moaned. The cocky self-assured expression had returned to Richard’s face. 

  “Looks like little ms. bossy has changed her tune.”

  You sighed against his lips as Richard moved a little faster.

  “Rich, for the love of all things holy, please go harder. I’m not that delicate!”

  Richard ignored the comment before pressing a kiss to your lips blocking any more comments. His hand went between your bodies and pressed hard on your clit.

  “Since I can’t fuck you sore I can think of other ways to make you come like crazy. I know you like this.”

  You tried to ignore the tingling in your core. As usual, he was right. There wouldn’t be any holding on much longer!

  “You can come for me any day now. I’m not going to make it much longer after you teased me like that.”

  Richard moaned between gritted teeth.

  “I thought you wanted to eat me out in front of the fireplace?”

  You asked with a cheeky smile. Richard’s eyes rolled down to yours.

  “Darlin, you have a long fucking week ahead of you after this today! Now like I said come already!”

  You dug your nails into Richard’s back as one final thrust pushed you over the edge. Richard pushed in a few more times before coming hard as well.

  “Well being bossy sure got you all hot and bothered.”

  You said with a grin as Richard slowly pulled you into his arms.

  “Yeah yeah. You’ll be paying for that too, princess.”

  You snuggled against his chest. Finally, you were fully his wife now and you were fully happy. You didn’t let the thoughts of Rob, Crystal, or your friend's reaction bother you in the slightest as you drifted off to sleep.

  Around 5 am, you were awoken by the sound of Richard’s cell phone ringing and you being dropped out of his arms. Richard muttered a few cuss words under his breath as he flipped on the bedside lamp before finally locating his phone. He had reluctantly turned it on halfway through the night at the thought of something being wrong with his kids and no one being able to reach him.

  Fishing around for his cell phone that must have gotten knocked off during the previous night's activities, Richard couldn’t help but be annoyed. Who the fuck called someone at 5 am? Someone had better died! He wasn’t a morning person anyway and after getting fucked like he had the previous night all Richard wanted was to sleep.

  Finally finding the phone, Richard didn’t even look to see who it was before answering with a curt, “hello?”

  “So you finally decide to answer your phone?”

  Hearing Rob’s voice, Richard froze before getting suddenly angry.

  “I guess I should ask you the same question. So is it customary to call people at 5 am now?”

  Richard kept his voice cold. Rob was silent a moment.

  “You married my sister!?”

  “Hey look you can check the internet. Too bad you couldn’t check your phone. So I get we aren’t friends anymore is this why you called me at five am…to torture me? You know I’m not a morning person!”

  Rob was silent for a few moments.

  “Wait, why aren’t we friends?

  Richard rolled his eyes.

  “Well shit, Rob, I don’t know! You ignored mine and Y/n’s calls for the past however, the fuck long you’ve been in Missouri.”

  “You idiots haven’t called me!”

  Richard rolled his eyes.

  “What the fuck are you talking about?! We’ve called and texted you. Not to mention your Cuntzilla of a girlfriend who always says he will call you back. You want our phone records because I will send them to you! Rob, you really hurt your sister and that’s not cool. Right now I just don’t have the patience to deal with this. Call me at a normal human hour. I have to go I have a pregnant wife to deal with…”

  Richard hung up when he heard Rob say…

  “Pregnant?! Richard wait!”

  You were sitting up looking at him sadly.

  “Sorry, sugar.”

  You blinked looking down at your lap before Richard pulled you back against his chest.

  “Rich, even though I want to be stubborn we should hear him out. You two are too good of friends to have it end like this.”

  Richard closed his eyes.

  “Yeah. We’ll listen to him at a normal human hour when I have had coffee. That conversation is going to need coffee.  Remind me to print those fucking phone records!”

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[seraph-novak]

I Wish for This

Tyrus Month ~ August 28th, “Ren Faire”.

Also available on AO3 ♥

(Title inspired by the lovely Misha Collins)

TJ could hardly move (let alone breathe) in the burgundy breeches and matching doublet Cyrus had insisted he wear. The upturned collar kept scratching his neck, and the puffed sleeves were a nightmare to navigate; he could barely lower his arms without squashing the fabric.

“Stop fussing,” Cyrus said, swatting his hands away from his collar. “You look fine.”

They were watching Buffy and Marty engage in a flirty duelling match, a couple of greasy turkey legs in hand, but it was hard to take the game seriously when they were using wooden swords.

“This is pretty lame,” he whispered to Cyrus. “You wanna bounce?”

Cyrus frowned. “And go where?”

“I know you’ve been eyeing those fluffy collar things everyone seems to be wearing... Maybe I could win you one?”

“They’re called ruffs,” Cyrus said, as if TJ should already know that. He considered the offer for a few seconds, then grinned. “Okay, let’s go! But we have to get back before Buffy and Marty notice we’ve abandoned them.”

TJ glanced over at the other half of their double date, still preoccupied with their toy swords and playful banter.

“Oh, I think we’ll be fine.”

They slipped through the crowd and dumped their polished turkey bones into the nearest bin, their hands instinctively finding each other as soon as they were free. TJ smiled down at his boyfriend and led him to one of the many stalls set up on the muddy field. This one was an archery game; hit the centre target, and you win a prize.

TJ slapped a five-dollar bill on the counter, and got a bow and three arrows in return.

“You’ve got this,” Cyrus told him, pressing a good luck kiss to his cheek. “I have complete faith in you.”

TJ gave him a dopey smile. “Thanks, Underdog.”

Within seconds, he’d landed each of the arrows in a perfect triangle at the centre of the target board, leaving both Cyrus and the stall owner completely stunned.

“Did I mention I took a few archery classes when I was younger?”

Cyrus threw his arms around him. “That was amazing! You were like a real-life Robin Hood!”

TJ kissed the top of his head, then turned to the woman behind the stall with a smug smile. He knew he was being an asshole, but he couldn’t help it; his competitive side had come out to play.

“That means I get a prize, right?”

“Oh. Um, yes! Of course.” She grabbed one of the ruffs pinned around the stall and handed it to TJ. “Here you go, young sir. Congratulations!”

TJ slipped the ruff around Cyrus’ neck, chuckling at the adorable sight of his boyfriend poking out his head like a meerkat. Somehow, Cyrus had the ability to look completely gorgeous in just about anything – including a stupid, frilly collar that swallowed half of his face.

“This is great!” Cyrus exclaimed, readjusting the ruff so it wasn’t covering his mouth. He looked up at TJ and smiled softly. “Thank you for doing that for me.”

TJ threaded their fingers together. “Anytime.”

“Do you think you could maybe win me one of those belts too?”

“You aiming for an entire outfit?”

“Maybe...”

“Okay,” TJ said. He was completely hopeless when it came to Cyrus. “You want one of those feathers too?”

The woman behind the stall cleared her throat. “Sorry, boys, but it’s only one prize per person.”

Cyrus deflated. “Oh. Okay.”

“Don’t worry.” TJ threw an arm around his shoulders and steered him away from the stall. “There’s plenty of games giving out prizes here. All we’ve gotta do is win them all.”

Cyrus widened his eyes. “You don’t have to do that.”

“But I want to.”

“Really?”

TJ pulled him closer and kissed his temple. “You deserve all the prizes, Underdog.”

Just under an hour later, TJ and Cyrus made their way back to the duelling grounds. Buffy and Marty were somehow still engaged in their fight, though their movements seemed more sluggish and half-hearted than before. As soon as Buffy saw all the new accessories adorning Cyrus’ outfit, she finished Marty off with a slick move that left him flat on his back in the mud, then rushed over to where Cyrus and TJ were standing.

“Where have you guys been?” she asked, narrowing her eyes at their matching grins. “You haven’t been making out, have you?”

Cyrus blushed. “What? No! Well, maybe a little... But look at all the cool stuff TJ won for me!”

Buffy lifted an eyebrow. “Did you win every game at the faire or something?”

“He actually did.”

“What?”

TJ smirked. “You’ve got a lot of catching up to do, Driscoll.”

“Are you kidding me?”

“Nope.” He popped the ‘P’ on purpose, enjoying the competitive rage boiling in Buffy’s eyes. Even though they were friends now, he still took pleasure in riling her up.

“How long did it take you?” she asked.

Cyrus glanced at his watch. “About fifty minutes.”

“I’ll do it in thirty.”

She marched off without another word, a mud-caked Marty hurrying after her. TJ and Cyrus shared a laugh, then made their way towards the food stalls. They filled up on fresh bread and cheese until the sun started to sink, and the faire came to a close.

“Is there anything else you wanna do before we leave?”

Cyrus thought about it for a moment. “I usually go to the wishing well, but...”

“But what?”

“I don’t have anything to wish for this year.”

“Nothing at all?”

Cyrus squeezed his hand as they headed for the exit, and TJ suddenly understood what he was trying to say. He couldn’t find the words to return the sentiment, but that didn’t matter; they didn’t need words to express what they were feeling. TJ squeezed Cyrus’ hand in return, and that was enough. 

Both of their wishes had already been granted.

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Whiskey, Sweetheart: Part 16

Pairing: Past Norman Reedus x OFC, Past JDM x OFC Warnings: RPF, Smut, Language, Breif Violence, Jealousy, Angst, Older man/Younger Woman.

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Summary: After Jeffrey’s neglect pushed her away and into the arms of his best friend, Norman and Ky have to figure out if their new relationship can withstand not only the aftermath of the unspeakable crime they commited to keep her safe, but the backlash that comes from being co-workers with a very betrayed Jeffrey Dean Morgan.

A/n: This is the Sequel to Anytime, Sweetheart and The Conquests of Norman Reedus. You’ll probably be a bit confused if you haven’t read Conquests yet, though, or at least the Finale, but you could probably figure it out on your own if you don’t want to. But I don’t see why you wouldn’t want to, lol.

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JDM TAGS: @jdmfanfiction @jeffreydeanneganstrash

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Norman stared at me silently for a long time, the revelation that he was going to be a father again by a woman who just shattered his heart a hard pill to swallow. 

“How long have you known?” He finally rasped, his voice thick and gravely.

“Right after we got out of jail,” I answered, diverting my eyes from him as his eyebrows raised at the notion that it’d been that long.

“For a month?” He asked, disbelief and frustration riddled in his tone, “You didn’t tell me?”

“I wanted to tell you, Norm, I did,” I started, meeting his eyes, “I just didn’t know how.”

“How about start off by saying, ‘Hey, babe, I’m pregnant!’?” Norman sneered, turning to sit on the step he’d been kneeling on and putting his head in his hands, resting his elbows on his thighs, “Can’t believe you’ve kept this from me.”

Scoffing at him as my anger flared up again, “Oh, I’m sorry, babe, kinda hard to be enthusiastic when you’re constantly reminding me of how much you don’t want kids.”

He gritted his teeth and bit his cheek as he attempted to keep from snapping back at me, his voice coming out from behind his clenched jaw, “You should have told me, Kylin.”

“Whatever, Norm,” I sniffled as I wiped my nose on my shirt sleeve, “This is the exact reaction I expected, anyway.”

“I’m  not mad that you’re pregnant, Kylin,” Norman grunted, lifting his head up to turn his face to the side to look at me out of the corner of his eye, “I’m pissed that you waited ‘till now to tell me.”

He shifted again so he was leaning against the railing of the stairs, one foot propped up on the step he was sitting on and the other one on the one below it. He brought his gaze to mine for a moment before looking at the wall, shaking his head in frustration, “I’m pissed because you didn’t talk to me about what happened, you just blasted me on Instagram and slept with your ex. You didn’t even trust me enough to be like, ‘What the fuck?’ You just believed everything he said, just like you used to. I’m pissed because I trusted you,” His voice broke as tears resurfaced and ran down his cheek, his eyes darkening as he met my stare again, “And now I have to spend the rest of my life tied to someone I hate.”

His words burned into me long after Jensen had found us and pulled me into his room after telling Norman he needed to leave. Jeffrey had been dealt with, how I didn’t care as long as I wasn’t going to have to see him anytime soon. I lay in Jensen’s bed for the rest of the night and the next day, him, Misha, and Rob alternating checking in on me between events they had scheduled. The news that I was pregnant had made it’s way around the group, but it was a somber celebration with the way things had ended up happening. 

“What am I gonna do, Robbie?” I asked as he wrapped his arms securely around me and pulled me into his chest, “How am I gonna do this by myself?”

“You know you’re not alone, Kay,” He argued, tightening his grip on me, “Everyone is going to be doting on them so much, you’re probably gonna have to beat people away from the poor kid.”

A smile formed on my face at the thought of Jared, Jensen and Misha playing the awesome uncles, spoiling the poor kid before sending him home to me, “You’re prolly right about that.”

“What if I’m a complete fuck up at the whole mother thing and screw the kid up entirely?” I asked after a bout of silence, my mind working in overdrive, “What if it hates me or something?”

“Oh, honey, of course they’re gonna hate you,” Rob chuckled, “All kids hate their parents at some point.” 

“Did Calvin and Audrey hate you?” I asked curiously, looking up at him from  my place on his chest.

“Ohhhhh yeah,” He sighed, his brow furrowing with disappointment “Hell, they’re grown and still hate me.”

“Huh?” I grunted as I sat up on my elbow to see his face better, “How come?”

“Just shit with Mollie. She’s officially filing for divorce this time apparently and their both pissed because they say it’s my fault.”

“What? Since when?!” I gasped, scrambling to sit up to look at him, my hands prssing against him chest, “Why didn’t you tell me?”

Shrugging, Rob twisted his lip and looked away, “You were busy all the time with Norman, and we rarely hung out anymore. I didn’t want to bother you with it.”

“I’m so sorry, babe,” I cooed, rubbing my palms down his arms to hold his hands, “I know how much she means to you.”

“She’s my wife, I mean, but we want different things. She’s busy with her law firm and I’m never home with how much I tour. She wasn’t okay with us being friends and I-”

“Wait, what? She wasn’t cool with us being friends?” I interrupted, my brows crinkling, “Since when?”

“Since every time we split up I wound up in your bed, princess,” He smirked as he squeezed my hands, “She was jealous.”

“Of me?” I scoffed, recoiling my head in disbelief, “What the fuck? I was never trying to take you from her.”

“I know that, Ky, but I wasn’t going to lie to her about anything that happened between us. I tried explaining to her that we were just best friends who happens to sleep with each other occasionally, but she insisted that it was more.”

“You know I love you, Robbie,” I said seriously, “But I never meant to be the reason for ya’ll to divorce.”

“You’re not the only reason for it, Kay,” He assured, smirking again as he sat up against the head board more and pulled me closer to him, his blue eyes bright with affection, “And I love you too. Forever, Sweetheart.”

I knew I probably shouldn’t, that it was definitely a bad idea, but it’s not like I’d been making good choices recently anyway, so I leaned over and kissed him. It was gentle and chaste, and he kissed me back instantly, our lips molding together until the sound of a key-card beeping outside made me pull away quickly. 

“I swear to Christ I can’t leave you two alone together,” Rich snarked with a shake of his head as he strolled in, Rob and I obviously caught by our pink cheeks and averting eyes, “Somethin’ else, girl.”

“Shut your face-hole, Richie,” I sneered back, rolling my eyes, “Don’t be jealous.”

“Of Rob? Please, honey-child, if I wanted you, you’d be mine,” He winked as he sat on the edge of the bed, “But unfortunately, my wife would probably kill you and me both.”

“Oh yeah, me, you, murdered,” I giggled, sprawling out to rest my chin on Rob’s stomach as I looked up at Rich, “How’s things down there?”

“Swimmingly, but I need to steal Rob so we can close this fucker down. You feel like coming down or you staying here?”

“I’m staying here,” I sighed, rolling off of Rob and sitting back up as he moved to get off the bed and straighten himself up, “Don’t feel like fuckin’ with anybody else today.”

“It’ll get better, sweetheart, you know it.” Rich assured, rubbing his hands up my biceps before bringing me into a hug, “You and little gummybear in there are gonna be just fine.”

“I sure as shit hope so.”

It was odd being back in Los Angeles. It’d been 3 weeks since Norman left and I had decided that I needed a break from traveling so much, but I never really felt right to be constantly at home all the time. 

It wasn’t that I was alone, either, because I certainly wasn’t. During the week, when Robbie wasn’t busy with shows or preparing for conventions, he was constantly checking in with me, making sure I didn’t need anything and even going as far as to going with me to one of my doctor’s appointments.

Gen, Danni, and Vickie made it a point to be up my ass as well, the two Texas girls insisting I Face-time with them at least once a day, where as Vicky would randomly pop in bright and early in the morning and make me go to some herbal shop with her and the kids, or do something ridiculous like goat yoga or something of the sort. While it was nice to have the distractions, my heart ached over Norman still, and I didn’t see it going away anytime soon. He’d shipped all my things that I’d left in New York and Georgia to me, and the only form of communication we had had was when I’d sent him a picture of the sonogram from the latest doctor visit, receiving a simple heart emoji back. I knew there was nothing to be said about us, and him saying he hated me still echoed through my head on a daily basis. I just hoped by the time the baby got here we’d at least be able to maintain some form of decency with each other.

I was approaching my sixteenth week, and had started to show just a slight bump. Everybody had thought it was absolutely adorable, and my mother had insisted on talking to it when I Facetimed her to tell them the news. At first they both insisted that I get on the next flight back to Dallas, but I eventually had them convinced I would be okay on my own.

I was too grown to be running to Mommy and Daddy to fix my fuck ups, anyway. 

The pulsing vibrations of my phone jarred me from a dreamless sleep, my body jerking into consciousness before scrambling to find the offending device. Groaning as I did so, I squinted my eyes open while blowing the fallen hair from my face. The contact from the law firm I had’s number displayed across the screen, and I quickly hit the accept button.

“Hello?” I greeted, trying to keep my voice from rasping with sleep.

“Ms. Ackles? This is Barbara, Mr. Walsh’s assistant?” The girl chirped in on the other side, “Sorry to have woken you?”

“No problem,” I croaked out, rollingonto my back and sitting up against the headboard, “What can I help you with?”

“Mr. Walsh wanted met to call and inform you that after speaking with Mr. Morgan and Mr. Reedus and presenting the information, The judge, with Mrs. Marcelli’s input and testimony, has decided to drop all charges and allegations towards all parties involved.” 

My mind whirled while it processed what the girl said, my eyes tearing up as I bolted forward in the bed, “Oh, shit, really? Thank you so much! Tell Mr. Walsh he’s amazing, thank you so so so much, really, like...Thank you.”

I ended the conversation shortly after, quickly distracted by jumping for joy as I heard Vicki unlock the door with her key. She gave me a confused look as I leapt at her, my arms winding around her body and lifting her up with me as I jumped.

“You win the lottery or something?” She inquired with a snort, holding me out at arms length by the biceps, “What’s up?”

“The law firm just called, Vic, I’m good, we’re good!” I squealed, jumping up and down again. 

This time she joined me, wrapping her arms around me tightly with a huge smile on her face, “That’s fucking awesome, Kay, thank God.”

A sudden tension in my belly caused me to stop suddenly, my hand instantly covering the bump, my smile returned as I felt the movement again, this time, against my hand.

“Holy fucking shit, Vic, the baby kicked,” I squealed as I looked up to her wide eyes, snatchign her hand and replacing it for mine, “Holy shit. Come on, lil’ baby, kick for Aunt Vicki.”

Vicki moved her other hand across the small swell and pressed in slightly, cooing as she did. The fluttering feeling returned, and she gasp as she felt a strong kick against her palm, “Oh, hi there, baby!”

“Oh my god, Vic, I gotta tell-” I started, but clamped my mouth shut before I finished the sentence. A rush of anxiety flipped its way into my stomach as I silently walked into my bedroom and found my phone, picking it up and unlocking the screen before looking at Vic as she leaned against the door frame. 

“This is so shitty, Vicki,” I sighed, slumping down onto my mattress as I spun my phone in circles to distract myself, “Why does this have to be so shitty?”

“I told you a long time ago this was going to get mess, Kylin,” Vicki snorted, adjusting her glasses before crossing her arms and stepping into the room, she sat down on the edge of the bed beside me and nudged me with her arm, “You’re the one that went and made it worse.”

“Thanks for reminding me, best friend,” I snorted back, nudging her as well, “Issue is, I don’t know how to make it better.”

Vicki shrugged, patting my leg and sighing, “I dunno, girl. Send Norman a text, I guess. Just come on, we have stuff to do.”

Vicki’s ‘stuff to do’ consisted of her dragging me through some all-natural, hippie granola crunch bar store that apparently had a great deal on biodegradable diapers. I groaned loudly as she loaded up a cart full of things I apparently wasn’t going to be able to live without as we shuffled through the isles, rolling my eyes at some of the things she was getting. 

“You’re fuckin’ ridiculous, Victoria, you know that?” I teased as my phone began to vibrate in my pocket. I pulled it out and stopped in the middle of the isle, my eyes widening instantly. 

“Who is it?” Vicki asked, her brows furrowing in concern. I flipped the phone around in her direction to show her Norman’s face flashing across the screen. Her eyebrows shot up and she motioned for me to answer it, pointing that she was going to walk a bit further ahead.

I pressed the accept button as I began slowly walking forward again, leaning into the buggy that I’d been pushing, “H-Hello?”

“Hey,” He said quietly, as if he was just as nervous, “I got your text.”

“Mmhmm,” I hummed back, looking around as I approached the section with baby clothes, “That’s good.”

“Everything’s going good so far?” He inquired sheepishly, seeming to not really know what to say, “No issues or anythin’?”

“Not that they’ve told me about,” I said absently, reaching out with my free hand to touch a shirt that was made from some organic material I couldn’t pronouce, “I find out the gender next month.”

“Hmm,” He responded quietly, and I could picture him nodding his head before he suddenly said, “Hope it’s a boy.”

A loud snort left my nose and mouth as I shook my head, throwing the tiny hemp outfit into the buggie, “I do too, actually. Lookin’ at little boy clothes right now.”

Norman let his own chuckle trail through the phone line, and I had to stop myself from saying something stupid. Humming again, I pushed the tears that were threatening to pick to the surface (stupid fucking hormones) and investigated another outfit on a rack.

“You wouldn’t...wanna go to the doctor with me to find out for sure, would you?” I asked softly, surprising myself as another flood of nerves ran through my bloodstream, “I mean, I totally get it if not, I just-”

“I dunno if I’m ready for that, Ky,” He sighed, the awkwardness creeping through thickly, “Maybe after a while.”

“Okay, yeah...” I replied easily, putting another outfit in the basket, “Yeah, sure.”

“Look, I gotta go, I just wanted to...call and check in.” Norman offered, sympathy in his voice, “Let me know if you need anything, okay?”

“Kay, thanks Norm, I-” I stuttered, catching myself and closing my mouth quickly before sighing again, “I’ll talk to you soon.”

“Bye, Whiskey.”

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Shoshannah Stern Brings Kickass Hunter Eileen Back to Supernatural

I’m not alone in loving the return of Eileen Leahy on Supernatural a few weeks ago, so I couldn’t wait to interview Shoshannah Stern again. She’s crazy busy right now (with all good exciting things) but still took the time to answer my questions – which just proves all over again how awesome she is. In her most recent Supernatural episode, the character of Eileen gets to flirt with Sam Winchester, prove what a badass hunter she is by singlehandedly taking out a demon, fire the Colt, and accidentally kill a particularly annoying British Man of Letters, for which she needs a Sam hug. As you do. Lynn: Eileen was a fan favorite by the time that first episode in Season 11 (Into the Mystic) was over, and fans—me included--were so excited to have her back. What is it about the character that you think has clicked so much with fans?  Shoshannah: I know that for me, when I got the first draft of the script for Into the Mystic, Eileen leaped off the page and into my heart. There were just so many dimensions to her. I love that both of her episodes so far haven’t really been about her taking down monsters, but the different sorts of emotional baggage that’s left behind in their wake. There’s a side to her that’s hard, and I think that’s the side you see first, but then there’s another that’s vulnerable, and it’s kind of surprising. I also love that she can take some things seriously and take the piss out of others. And yeah, she’s deaf and shoots a Colt. None of these things are exclusive. Lynn: I'm a huge fan of Robbie Thompson, who created the character of Eileen. In fact, everyone knows I'm still massively grieving his departure from Supernatural. He wrote some of the most iconic, memorable, fully realized female characters the show has had. What was the impact of his initial characterization of Eileen? Shoshannah: Oh, so am I. I think that impact is still being felt. I’ve been lucky enough to have had several truly spectacular conversations with him that I sometimes replay parts of in my mind. One reason for that is that I think he may understand the importance of representation better than maybe anyone else I’ve ever encountered in my professional life. Another is that when you come on a show as guest star, it can sometimes feel as if they were born when they met the main characters and once they’ve served their purpose, they cease to exist. But Eileen felt so fully formed that it was easy to understand where she’d been and where she was going. He breathed life into her, and her being deaf was just one small part of that life. Lynn: That’s a great way to put it – I feel like Robbie breathed life into all the characters he created for Supernatural. Where are my tissues? (composes self…) So, I've spent the last decade studying fandom, and one of the things that is unique and valuable about the fan community and the people drawn to that community is the sense of being different in some way and thus respecting difference across the board. How do you think that intersects with your own views on the importance of representation, and how does it impact fan reception to Eileen?  Shoshannah: I’m sure most people are fascinated when they encounter people signing in the wild, but what they don’t realize is that, at least for me, I’ve always felt pretty much the same way about people who speak. That might be what attracted me to film and television in the first place. I loved that I could see people having all these passionate, intense, funny and crazy encounters, but unlike real life, they were accessible to me because on my television, they were captioned. I think it’s part of human nature to be curious about other people and their lives. We’re all so different and yet so similar. But for anything on television or in film to be successful, it has to feel authentic. Like, if someone seems like they’re acting, then they’re really bad at it. I think the same thing applies with representation. If it looks like you’re trying to represent something, you’re probably not. It’s so easy for me to tell when actors who aren’t deaf are playing characters that are because I can see in their faces that they’re thinking about how being deaf would affect everything they do. In reality, you don’t think about it. You just live it. Representation just is, and I think that’s why people respond when it’s authentic. Lynn: That makes so much sense. And the actors on this show, you included, make it authentic. Fans definitely love how badass Eileen is too, and she got to show that off in this episode -- I particularly loved your delivery of "Demon" in response to the demon's "Hunter." How do you decide on the inflection to use in dialogue like that, when so much rests on the way the line is delivered? Shoshannah: I really don’t think about stuff like inflection, just because stuff like that just isn’t in my vocabulary. Hearing and speaking aren’t things that come naturally for me. I’ve spent years and years sitting in speech therapy and audiologists’ offices learning how to do these things and mostly wishing I could be outside playing soccer. And I’m still not that great at it. Inflection is a very fine tuned and precise thing. You have to be able to pick out specific intonations and syllables, and I just don’t have that facility. When I take on a role where I’m voicing for myself, I deliver the line the way it makes me feel. And if that doesn’t land, the director tells me to do it again. And sometimes again and again. But that didn’t happen in that particular case. Lynn: That line totally worked, everything about it. One of the things I love about Supernatural is that the cast and crew and writers -- everyone -- really cares about the show and works hard to 'get it right.' I noticed that every time Sam or Dean was having a conversation with Eileen, they made sure that she could see them speaking. I remember you told me last time that part of your characterization of Eileen was that she was very good at reading lips. Is that attention to detail something you discussed, or just Supernatural and its cast being good at what they do? Shoshannah: I always make sure I bring stuff like that up in my initial conversation with the director, so we won’t run into a problem if they have this big fancy idea for a shot later on. But it happened to come up with Jared because I’ve never had a problem reading his lips in any of the conversations we’ve had. But anytime we happened to improvise on camera; I would have absolutely no idea what he was saying. I mentioned that to him when we did Into the Mystic, and he said oh okay, so Sam is an asshole. I said, like, well, that’s better than the other way around. And then when I came back to the show, one of the first things he said to me was, you know what, I watched myself on the show after you said that and you’re right, I didn’t even know I speak differently when I’m playing Sam, but I guess I do. Lynn: That’s true, he does – Jensen and Misha do too when playing their characters. Shoshannah: Most people don’t ever stop and think about that stuff because they don’t have to. I thought that was pretty cool. Lynn: I guess that is the Supernatural cast being good at what they do – and caring about what they do and who they do it with. That’s a great story. I also really loved that Sam was given the opportunity to sign something again and this time to get it right—at least I think he got it right. I also loved that he got to sign 'mistake,' which seemed to refer back to Sam's difficulty signing in the first episode you did. Was all this scripted, or was any of it added to or embellished by you or the boys? Shoshannah: This time around it wasn’t scripted. We shot that fun scene in the war room right before that other heavier scene, and we were all playing around with some signs I had taught them. Both of them were actually pretty good at it. And our director John Showalter is just the sweetest, most collaborative person. He was pretty much like if you see anything in the script you feel should be signed, then just go ahead and do it. So I was just like hey Jared, listen. You need to sign this one thing. He didn’t really have a choice. But he was like, please please just tell me that what I’m doing here really means what you say it does. He was petrified that I might be pranking him. I was like dude, ask my interpreter! And she came around from behind the camera, and he wouldn’t really let me look when he showed her in case there was this big conspiracy. He was like, does this really mean mistake? And she was like yes. Even then I don’t think he was completely convinced. Lynn: (laughing) That’s the price of playing pranks a lot, I guess. You live tweeted the episode when it aired, which is always awesome -- care to share any of the (not G rated) things the boys learned to sign? Shoshannah: On my god, no! I can’t. I’d be embarrassed to say. Not only because they were really random and bizarre things but also because it was wholly and completely me who instigated all this. But it’s also their fault because they bring out some kind of inner frat boy I didn’t know I had. Lynn: I feel like they bring that out in a lot of people. There is undeniable chemistry between Sam and Eileen - it was obvious even in the flirty way Eileen says "bye Sam." Was that scripted—like, Eileen says in a flirty manner--or was that your take on how Eileen would probably have said it? Shoshannah: All that was scripted. It was on the page. I was so bad at it. I was asking John [the director] if I could be funny with it, and he was like, no, listen, Shoshannah, you need to try to be sexy. And I was like right, the key word here is: try. Lynn: I think that’s part of Eileen’s charm, so you weren’t bad at it at all! I loved that little moment. And while I actually hope that the show never tries to add an actual romantic relationship to Sam or Dean's lives--because I just don't think it's that show or that it makes sense for the way the Winchesters live--I do really hope that Eileen survives and returns. And I wouldn't mind more of that flirting. Do you think the character's chances are good considering what an experienced hunter she is, or is the British Men of Letters' death sentence likely to do her in? Shoshannah: I agree. It’s a show about a world that has a lot of darkness in it. I think that’s why it’s cool to see the lighter side of these characters, particularly two hunters, like Sam and Eileen, whose job is to go up against that darkness everyday. But the difference between that world and ours is that we can’t always fight the kind of darkness we have in ours. But in their world, that danger is always real. It’s not imaginary. While I think Eileen is probably one of the more capable and skilled hunters out there, I don’t know how you could not worry about anyone who exists in that world. But the cool part is that in their world, there are no rules. Anything could happen. Lynn: So true, you never really know with Supernatural. I enjoyed that in this episode, Eileen got to interact with both brothers. I got the feeling that she now feels close to both Sam and Dean. What has been the impact of getting to know them and seeing their closeness on Eileen, who has always had to go it alone? [caption id="attachment_45202" align="aligncenter" width="598"] Photo: Twitter[/caption] Shoshannah:  I think you’re right about that. I know that a part of her initial and immediate connection with Sam in Into the Mystic was that she was questioning the hunter life. And then she quickly realized that for better or worse, it’s not the kind of life that’s easily left behind. I’ve said before that at first I didn’t feel like Eileen being a love interest for Sam made sense in that kind of world. But then again, friendship is absolutely one kind of love. How do you define what a love interest is? Having a one night stand with someone isn’t necessarily going to change your life, but having a real connection with someone who shares your experience can. Leading a solitary life is lonely, even if it’s by choice. I’m happy Eileen has the Winchesters there with her in that life now, and that it’s pretty clear they have been since Into the Mystic. Lynn: I agree with that totally. I’m gonna cross my fingers for that. You also got to spend some time being hugged by Jared--and from your tweets, apparently being hugged by Jensen too. In your opinion, how would you rate them as huggers? Personally, I think they're pretty good - except when they don't know their own strength! Shoshannah: I mean, they’re okay. I wasn’t mad at it…. Lynn: That’s very nice of you. (ahem). So, the SPNFamily is known for their support of causes which resonate. Can you say a little about the Eileen Leahy scholarship (to help a Supernatural fan attend Gallaudet University, Shoshannah’s alma mater) through the #SPNSignLanguage tee shirt campaign? Shoshannah: It’s more of an attempt at a cause than anything else right now. A scholarship is a pretty big goal to have, but I mean, why not try? Like I’ve said before, I was dumbfounded at just how many people reached out to me and said they saw a part of themselves in Eileen. A lot of people don’t realize that 9 out of 10 deaf people are born to hearing families. And so, like Eileen, they don’t always necessarily know that there are other people out there that share their experience. It isn’t always easy to find deaf communities around you. You have to really seek them out. Sometimes that means leaving home, and not everyone has the resources to do that. So after I saw how many members of the SPNFamily reached out to me with questions about how to embrace that specific part of themselves, I just wanted to try to see if I could help do that for one of them. I hope that I can. Lynn: I hope so too. And I'm hoping the big news you mentioned to me is about your new project, The Chances?? I wrote about Fridays, as it was called at the time, quite excitedly in our first interview, so I was thrilled to hear the updates. If there's anything you can share, please do! Shoshannah: I feel like creative things tend to happen in clumps, and so all the stuff that I’ve had happen with The Chances has been weirdly integrated with the stuff I’ve had happen with Supernatural. I feel like they have both fed off the other in some way. I wrote the first episode of The Chances in my trailer when I was shooting Into the Mystic, and I did The British Invasion almost right after it premiered at Sundance. I feel like playing Eileen had a lot to do with that. I kind of had to tap into a side of me that I didn’t really know I had, and because of that, I feel like I need to thank Supernatural and the SPNFamily for helping me make The Chances. I can’t wait to share it with you as soon as I’m able! It’s all very exciting and very cool. Lynn: Something to look forward to. I had also invited Shoshannah and some other SPN actors to the book release party for my new book, Family Don’t End With Blood: Cast and Fans on How Supernatural Has Changed Lives. If any SPNFamily would like to join us, info and tickets are at familydontendwithblood.com. Lynn: And I’m hoping you’ll still be able to come to the book release party for Family Don’t End With Blood on May 10 in LA too. Fingers crossed! Shoshannah: Oh I do too! Keeping my fingers crossed for the return of Eileen to the show too. Who’s with me? More information on The Eileen Leahy Scholarship: http://www.shoshannah-stern.com/blog/?page_id=457 More information about The Chances: http://series.superdeluxe.com/thechances/

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Have you ever given a public speech? Fun story -- I got nominated for a Pathfinder award in high school and gave an impromptu speech even though we weren’t supposed to. When was the last time you sat in the back seat of a car? Today. I can’t drive. When was the last time you had a checkup? A few months ago? Have you ever cried in a movie theater? Just a week ago, with Call Me By Your Name...it was absolutely a sensory overload, in a good way... Has a stranger ever stared at you in public? Always. Not in a horny way. In a creeped-out way. Have you ever had anything stolen from you? Not intentionally on their part...as far as I know. Starting in what grade were crayons excluded from your school supply list? High school. Were you heartbroken? No, I’ve always hated colouring (and handwriting) because I have an extremely unsteady hand. When was your last run-in with the police? One of my parents’ driving fuckups.  Are you a good sport or a sore loser? Sore loser. Do you read comic books? No, and never did. Have you ever been so emotional it left people speechless? All the time, the intensity of the things I feel scares people off sometimes. It’s not anger, I’m never angry. It’s like....a bunch of miscellaneous shooting colours and a cool splash of water. That’s how I’d describe my emotions. When was the last time you threw up? Last year. Do you intentionally sing poorly in front of people to avoid a critique? No. I always try. But I always believe I’ve failed afterwards. Do you force your way into conversations in which you are not involved? Too often. What did you/what will you do on your 18th birthday? Went to Cafe Tu Tu Tango and started my failed university experience. When was the last time you had a dream with a premonition in it? A few days ago, but I can’t remember what it was. Did it come true? I think it did? I can’t tell since I don’t remember the original dream. Have you ever seriously pretended to be clinically insane? I HAVE been clinically insane. I might still be. Are there any words you cannot spell correctly, no matter how hard you try? No. Do you know anyone with a stutter? Misha from Armenia!! LMAO it was adorable to watch interviews with him. With a lisp? Nope. Do you doodle more on page borders or on entire pages? Borders. Have you ever been in a newspaper? When I was 3, with this creepy-looking Easter Bunny. Have you ever been on TV? Yes, for a fundraiser event I was at. What was the last board game you played? Monopoly. Did you win? That game has no end in sight. When was the last time you tried to speak with an accent? Sometimes I do it for fun to see if people can tell if I’m faking it. What was the accent? An ambiguous one. Have you ever made up a word before? Yes. Did you get anyone else to use it? Don’t think so. Are all 4 of your biological grandparents alive? Only my maternal grandma, and I’d never met any of the other 3. What is/was your GPA? 3.0 in high school, TBA for first semester of college. When was the last time you used a flashlight? During the hurricane. When was the last time you went to a museum? It was either an art museum down here with my grandma or the Gugenheim in NY with my mom. Do you have anything from IKEA in your room? Nope. If you were watching TV now instead of doing this, what would you watch? TLC, they have the funnest, dumbest reality shows. Or truTV for Impractical Jokers. When was the last time you played MASH? Elementary school. *** You live in a capital city. You live in an apartment. You live with a roommate.  You drive your own car. You know how to ride a motorbike. You have a motorbike license. You’ve crashed a car. You’ve crashed a motorbike. You are twenty years old. You have half-siblings. You’ve been cheated on. You don’t want a relationship right now. You’ve broken bones in your face. You’ve had stitches. You don’t wear a lot of colours. You never wear open-toed shoes. You prefer shopping in person so you can try clothes on. You buy most of your clothes online for convenience. One of your favourite vegetables is broccoli. One of your favourite fruits is pear. You’ve volunteered for a concert or festival. You aren’t too good at drawing or painting. You are good at colouring, though. You always seem to have cuts on your hands. You almost always have two jobs. You’ve had a lot of jobs throughout your life. You love superheroes. Daredevil is your favourite Marvel superhero. You think Marvel is better than DC.  You watch a lot of movies and TV shows. You’ve been high on marijuana, but you don’t like it. You feel that drumming is what you were born to do. You live in a place where light pollution prevents you from seeing stars. You had head lice several times when you were a kid. You hated gym class in school, but like being active. You get bored very quickly if you don’t have anything to keep you occupied. You know how to edit and master music tracks. You eat more meatless meals than meat ones. (but I LOVE meat) Dark chocolate is your kryptonite. You collect keychains. You want to earn a Bachelor’s degree.  You often have issues with your back. You find yourself daydreaming about random stuff a lot. You smoke and wish you could quit once and for all. Your smoking habits have pissed off people you love and care about. You have a pet dog. You really value your sleep and can sleep for long periods at a time. You are good at keeping track of things in your own head. You’re proud of your own achievements. You live a comfortable life and you’re happy. *** Have you ever felt like you were being crushed by an invisible weight?: 24/7, although it’s not really invisible, because I know what’s causing it. Have you ever looked back and realized that it’s been ages since you cried?: No, I cry on a weekly basis. Do you ever wish you could go back to kindergarten?: Never. I would never turn back time. Do you have a ‘good side’?: Yes. Would you rather spend your whole life in the light, or in the dark?: In the dark, as long as I could see somehow. Like, in nighttime. Basically I’d rather have all night and no day. Do you have a good luck charm?: My online bestie. Has anyone ever sang to you, just for you?: Yes. What’s the longest phone conversation you’ve ever had?: *puke emoji* Is there anyone that you have trouble saying goodbye to?: Yes. Do your friends like the person you’re dating/crushing on?: I have a crush on everyone in the world. Do you care if your parents approve of the people you date?: It would be awkward if they didn’t, but it’s not a dealbreaker. If asked to pick a number between one and five, what number would you pick?: The previous person’s answer biased me, so I can’t answer this one. Do you use Skype to talk to your friends?: Only iTalki language partners. In your opinion is calling easier than texting?: It’s easier. I hate calling just to talk, but I prefer calling if I need to say or hear something important. I will hang up right after hearing what I need to hear. Name all the people you’ve hugged today: Mom. Is there anything that you want to say right now to someone?: I’ve already said my piece to everyone I can think of. If you married the last person you texted, what would your last name be?: It would be the same, LOL. Please don’t make me marry my parent. *puke emoji [2]* About how many times a day do you use the backspace button?: A million times. Actually, I used it just now. I make a lot of typos because I rush my typing. Are you allergic to any animals?: Cats, a little bit. Do you know anyone who smokes?: Yes, a lot of my mom’s friends. Do you usually spend your weekends out, or at home?: Out to dinner. Do you miss anyone right now?: Yes! How far away is your next birthday?: About 7 months away. Have you ever felt completely lost?: Yes, but then I always found my way back around again. What’s the stupidest question anyone could ever ask you?: There are an endless amount of those. Do you think it’s wrong for people to say 'retard/retarded’ as an insult?: Yes. What swear word do you use most often?: "Fucking” as an adjective, probably. Have you ever had to go to the police department?: Thankfully not. Have you ever lived through a hurricane?: I live in Florida. What do you think? Have you ever wished you could disappear?: Yes. Can you name all the candidates in the previous presidential election?: Yes. Do you eat organic foods?: Sure, but I don’t consciously think about it. Have you ever had a home grown tomato?: No. Have you ever held a real gun?: No. Would you rather wear Converse or Vans?: I don’t care what brand my sneakers are, as long as they fit nicely. Is there a song that reminds you of someone?: Of course. Have you ever been called bipolar?: I actually am bipolar. Bipolar 2. Do you think Facebook can be safe if you’re smart about what you post?: No. I’m addicted to Facebook and it’s destructive for me. But even for people who rarely use it, there are always dangers that someone will doxx you or try to get your account reported. Have you ever made fun of a handicapped person?: No. Do you think it’s okay to have sex before marriage?: Obviously. But if you’re straight, you should really use protection as long as you don’t want a baby. What are your views on abortion?: Undecided. Have you ever liked a book that you had to read for school?: The Great Gatsby was outstanding. Do you have any mosquito bites?: Again: I live in Florida. What do you think? Have you pulled an all-nighter in the last week?: No. Are there posters on your walls?: So many. Do you play any video games?: No. Have you ever been called a wimp?: Does anyone actually use that insult? When was the last time you made fun of someone else?: I never make fun of people for things they can’t help. Have you ever been jealous?: 24/7. Do you like to watch old sitcoms?: No. They depress me. Are there actually books on your bookshelf?: A bunch of old ones from when I was a kid. Have you ever tried any kind of diet?: For, like, a week. LOL. Could you go out in public wearing what you are now?: Yeah, I’m still wearing my clothes from class. If asked, could you run a mile nonstop right now?: Never. Do you follow a daily routine?: I’ve just started one recently. Do you have to plan your days out meticulously or are you spontaneous?: I like to be spontaneous, but at the same time I’m obsessed with order and structure. Both... Are you allowed to go over to the opposite sex’s house?: LOL. Do you think people’s idea of a 'date’ has changed over the years?: I think back in the day, it was more common for people to fuck on a first date. Nowadays, there’s a whole game to the dating scene. Have you ever given someone a friendship bracelet?: When I was in elementary school. Do you wear those rubber wristbands?: No. How does your behavior around adults differ from around friends?: I’m an adult. If a necklace/ring gives you green marks, do you still wear it?: I don’t wear jewelry at all, anyway. Do you have public display of affection issues, or do you not care?: I'm a hypocrite. I love partaking in PDA, but I hate to see anyone else doing it. How soon is too soon to kiss a boyfriend/girlfriend?: Never. Just do it when it feels right. It’s just a kiss, after all. Do you hate it when people try to pressure you into doing something?: Yes. What instrument do you play, if any?: None. I used to be able to play a bit of the piano and flute. Has anyone ever taken your breath away?: In the literal sense, only things like music and films have done that to me. Do you like to walk around town, or would you rather take a car?: Walk, listen to music, feel the nature, and watch the scenery, so long as the weather outside is nice, or at least bearable. Does time usually pass by too fast for you?: Too fast and too slow. What’s the sweetest thing the gender of your choice could ever do for you?: Be spontaneous with me. Do you think it’s mean for people to use 'gay’ as an insult?: Yes. Is there anyone that you’d drop everything to go see?: Yes. Have you comforted anyone lately?: Yes. *** 01. How often do you walk around barefoot? 24/7 so long as I’m in the house. 02. When you eat take-out, do you just eat it out of the containers provided? I prefer that to plates, I like eating out of and with plastic things because there’s no germs or residue. 03. How do you prefer to travel? Plane, train, driving? Plane, because I have big dreams of the places I want to see. 04. Would you need to sleep with someone before considering marrying them? Definitely. 05. How often do you make your bed? There’s no point if you’re just going to mess it up again. 07. Do you carry condoms? I’m a lesbian, so I don’t really need them. 08. Would you date someone who has a hearing aid? Yes! 09. If you were to be stuck on a deserted tropical island, how big would you like the island to be? Big, but not too big where it feels like an abyss. 10. How organized are the files on your computer? Disorganized. 11. Have you ever been to a strip club? It’s on my bucket list. 12. Have you ever brought home a stray animal? No, but it’s always been a dream of mine. I want to help all the cute animals. 13. Did you have a childhood hero? Were they real or fictional? Hero? Don’t think so. 14. If you are put on hold and the music playing is a song you know, do you sing along? It is always elevator music. 15. Are you physically strong? More than I thought before. 16. Would you date someone with braces? No, it would cause too much tearing with physical contact. 17. Does scuba diving interest you? No. 18. Would you ever ask your parents for relationship advice? I have, but I feel gross doing it. 19. Do you think people look up to you? People tell me they do, but I don’t believe them. 20. How often do you have trouble sleeping at night? Never. I fall right asleep like a baby. 21. Can you drive a manual transmission? I can’t drive at all. 22. Have you ever re-gifted a gift you didn’t care for? My mom did it for me when I was little. Now that I’m older I appreciate every gift I receive. 23. Do you ever rehearse conversations before you have them? If it’s with someone I have a crush on. 24. You notice someone staring intently at you, what do you do? Stare right back at them, and make it somewhat of a contest. 25. Do you blush easily? Yes!! 26. Do you get angry at yourself or at others more often? Myself! I seldom get angry at others but I’m one of the people who is most hard on themselves in the world, I think. 27. Can you name five current world leaders? Yes. 28. When taking a cab, do you talk to the driver? I’ve taken an Uber twice. I didn’t want to, but they both initiated conversation, so I went along with it. 29. Do you like word games like Scrabble or Boggle? I love words, so yes. 30. Would you consider dating a psychiatrist or psychologist? Sure, but only if they are actually good in their field. I don’t want someone to try explaining all my behaviors in our relationship if they don’t know the first thing about how brains actually work. *** What is the current advertisement above?: There is none. Have you ever played tic tac toe on your arm in sharpie?: No. Has one of your friends ever tried to ‘hook you up?’: We’ve joked about it, but it never came to fruition. Do you prefer landmarks or street names when being given directions?: Landmarks. Do you read the prologues in the beginnings of books?: Not if it’s assigned reading. I know, it should be the other way around. Don’t bug bites make you sad?: They could be easily prevented, if my parents just listened to me and didn’t leave the front door open when they’re in the middle of something. Does your house have more than one fireplace?: It doesn’t have any. I repeat: I live in Florida. Would you say that you’re better in Math or English?: English, of course. What was your favourite gym class moment?: None. Have you ever watched The Mask Of Zorro?: Nope. If I were to give you a pet camel, what would you name it?: Todd. Do you think that ocean boardwalks are fun?: They’re gorgeous and wonderful and everything good in the world. When it rains does it leave a lake in your front yard?: Nope. What colour is your music device?: It’s my phone, and it’s either gold or rose gold, I can’t remember/tell. Your opinion on all of the new Disney/Nick stars with upcoming CDs?: Let me just say, Andi Mack is an amazing show! Okay, that’s it. Would you please make me some food?: I only know how to make a few things. Do you dread when people ask you to sign their yearbooks?: That was such a fun activity, I always wrote something cheeky. Does Harry Potter eat chicken nuggets?: No, they only have the highest quality of cuisine at Hogwarts. Does your mum watch Judge Judy too much?: That reminds me, she just got recruited for Jury Duty, LOL. Where is one place that you’d never be caught dead in?: A lingerie shop. Apple Jacks; Yay or nay?: I like cereal that’s actually cereal, not candy. Have you ever watched the movie Driving Lessons?: Never heard of it. Favourite candle scent?: I like all, except the fresh laundry and beach ones. Coke or Pepsi brand sodas?: Coke, is that even a question? If you could live in a world of your own, would you make everything madness?: The world we live in right now is utter madness. Do you have a favourite Scooby-Doo movie?: No. Have you ever been invited to a clam bake?: WTF?? Do storms frequently knock out your power?: Sometimes. Do you enjoy taking polls?: Yep! Do you dislike when people ruin the endings of anything for you?: Depends on how much I care about the series/movie that I’m going to watch. Do you think it’s cute when toddlers try to run away and fall down?: Toddlers and babies are gross, not cute. Have you ever eaten a penny?: ???? What is the last cartoon that you have watched?: Bojack Horseman...I THINK. Have you ever played Disc Golf or Ultimate Frisbee?: No. Cheez-its; yay or nay?: YAY! What is your favourite flavour of PopTart?: S’mores. Do you tan easily in the summertime?: No, I burn. Have you ever been to a funeral?: Yes, but I barely knew the guy, even though he was a family member. Do you enjoy listening to your grandparents tell stories of their past?: Yes, my grandma has some nice stories. Currently, what is going on around you?: I am listening to a white noise track on YouTube, because it’s the only way I can concentrate on anything. Can you read a compass well?: Not at all. If platypuses weren’t poisonous, would you have one for a pet?: No. *** do you ever wish you could just go to sleep and never wake up? Dying in my sleep is one of my biggest fears. do you want to have any children? if so, how many? Never. how many piercings have you had in your life all together? Ear piercings, but I made them close up. how many do you have now? Zero. do you have a problem with bisexual, gay, or bicurious people? I’m a lez myself. do you use hearts like this <3 a lot? Yep! <3 what were you doing at 12 AM? Filling out this survey, it’s been taking me so long, but I’m enjoying every minute of it. do you like where you live? Yes, but I’d hate to live here forever. how’s your sister? I have two half-sisters, but I never see them. is anyone over protective of you? My mom!!! have you ever made someone so mad that they broke something? I don’t recall. what color is your toothbrush? Multicoloured.  is there someone who meant a lot to you at one point, and isn’t around now? Yes. what do you do when you’re having a bad day? Try to sleep, but then my thoughts are too distracting, so I take a walk. where is your mother right now? Sleeping. when was the last time you cried really hard? Seeing Call Me By Your Name in theatres. let’s test your memory, what were you doing at this exact moment a year ago? What a whack question. do you smoke weed everyday? I’ve only smoked it once, and I don’t plan on smoking it again. if the year consisted of only one season, which would you choose? Spring. have you ever liked someone older than you? Story of my life. who was the last person to call you? Mom. are you multi-tasking right now? Nope. what is the most irritating thing? Intimate sounds from people I dislike...I know that’s oddly specific. are you a patient person? No. do you ever listen to country music? Never. do you get mad when people smoke around you? Yes, I’m worried about secondhand smoke. did you lie on any of these questions so far? No. do you remember who you liked in january? It’s January right now. is life good or bad? Depends on the day. are you the oldest child? No. what was the last thing you said to someone? I don't remember. are you happy? Depends on the day. ever been told someone loved you? Yes. who was your last missed call? Too lazy to check. do you like cold and rainy days, or warm and sunny? Warm and cool at the same time. are you nervous about anything? Always. are you happier now, or three months ago? Now. what’s your current mood? Nervous. what color are your eyes? Hazel. do you and your mother have a good relationship? It’s complicated. do you know anyone with literally no common sense? Me. have you ever worn the opposite sex’s clothing? It’s my preference. honestly and don’t lie how's your heart these days? Overly passionate. have you ever had a summer romance? No. looking back, did you ever think you would be where you are now? No. do you remember who you had feelings for in december 2009? Yes. is a best friend pissing you off right now? Yes. what woke you up this morning? My alarm. do you have a brother? Half-brother whom I’ve never met. are you sad right now? Yes. do you like winter time? No. was it a boy or a girl to text you first today? Girl. what are you listening to right now? White noise. when was the last time you wanted to slap someone in their face? Today. are you scared of spiders? Yes. do you believe everyone deserves a second chance? I give endless chances. do you have siblings over the age of 21? All three of them. when’s the last time you cried yourself to sleep? Yesterday. do you struggle to articulate your thoughts and feelings? I know them way too well, actually. do you believe in divorce? I believe you shouldn’t get married in the first place. do you think you’re old? No. where have you lived throughout your life? New York and Florida. what’s the greatest thing that happened to you today? My first philosophy class. has anyone said they love you in the last week? Yes. would you rather visit australia, germany, croatia or jamaica? Croatia x10000 when was the last time you saw your dad? Today. if your boyfriend or girlfriend smoked pot, would you care? Only if it was daily. have you ever camped out with a significant other? I’ve never camped out at all. what keeps you awake at night? Nothing. As I said, I fall asleep like a baby. how many times have you stayed in a hotel? A lot. what does your third text message say? who is it from? Too lazy, again! plans for tomorrow? Two university classes. honestly, what’s on your mind right now? I'm tired but I want to complete this survey. other than a person, what was the last thing you cuddled with? My dog, of course. where was the last place you got completely wasted? I’ve never gotten completely wasted. do you need/want new clothes? I need them. I don’t want them. what did you eat for lunch today? A Dunkin’ Donuts wake-up wrap. how would you feel about traveling abroad alone? It’s my dream. what was the last thing you watched on tv? The Golden Globes (and I was disappointed with the results, of course, if you were paying attention to my previous answers on this survey.) when is the last time you wore a dress? For Christmas, I think? do you prefer hot, humid weather or bone-chilling cold weather? Hot and humid weather. last person you yelled at? Mom. have you ever watched one tree hill? No. who did you last have an alcoholic drink with? The guests at the Christmas party. are you afraid of falling in love? No, I love the feeling. what color eyes does your cat have? I have a dog, not a cat. what is the drinking age where you live? 21. do you lead people on? I’m very direct. how do you feel about your hair right now? It's up in a ponytail. I recently found a shampoo that works perfectly with it. have you ever thought that you were honestly going to die? Yes. who did you last say i love you to? My online bestie. when is your birthday? June 20th. is there any emotion you’re trying to avoid right now? One that I want to get rid of, but I acknowledge it. do you ever get “good morning” or “good night” texts? No. when did you last hold hands with someone? Oh God, it’s been a while. can you touch your nose with your tongue? No. stalked someone on a social network? 24/7. are you afraid of the dark? No. have you ever got caught sneaking out or doing anything bad? Yes. have you ever tried your hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end? Story of my life, again. 1) Have you ever read the play “Waiting for Godot?” Did you like it? I haven't. 2) Do you actually like the early Simpsons episodes? I don’t watch The Simpsons. 3) Do you ever get horrible back pains? I’m actually getting adjustments at the Chiropractor for them. I have bent nerves in my back. 4) Do you ever nick the free things they put in hotel rooms (soaps, biscuits, chocolates, etc.)? Yep. 5) How often does it snow where you are? Does it interrupt your day-to-day life? Never. 6) How often do your knees crack when you stand up/crouch down? Always. 7) What’s your favourite flavour of Pringles? Sour cream and onion. That’s a flavor, isn’t it? 8) Do you have an ex that acts really weird with you sometimes, but absolutely fine with you at other times? No. 9) Have you ever been skiing/snowboarding before? Did you like it? I haven’t. 10) Do you do your own grocery shopping or not? Nope. 11) Are you on the pill? Is it for contraception or for other reasons? I am, to make my periods lighter and to balance my hormones. 12) Is someone in your family affected by Asperger’s? I am. 13) Are you addicted to any kind of soda? Ginger ale. 14) Have you ever eaten sugar straight out of the packet? No, gross. 15) Do programmes about bad eating habits make you want to sit and eat junk food? Quite the opposite. 16) Do you ever get worried about calling up strangers on the phone (eg. in hotels or for jobs)? Always. 17) In a hotel do you always nose through all the drawers and cupboards? Yes, it’s so much fun! 18) How often do you crack your back? Often. 19) Is your keyboard missing any keys? No way. 20) Are you afraid of flying or do you enjoy it? Or is it just normal to you? I love it! I love being above the clouds and the world looking miniature compared to me. 21) Have you ever flown to another country by yourself? Not yet. 22) What can you see out of the window right now? Nothing, I have the blinds closed. 23) Is your phone/iPod charging right now? No. 24) Do you like Elvis Presley’s music? No. 25) Do you live outside the United States? No. 26) If so, does it bug you when surveys are really Americanised? -- 27) Do you still watch Futurama? Never did. 28) Do you watch reality shows? Which one is the worst in your opinion? Yes, and all of them are the worst. 29) What size bed do you have? Twin-sized. It’s so goddamn small. 30) Do you get really bad periods? If so, what do you do to make them less painful? Not ever since I’ve been taking the pill.

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“What?! No! Not at all sugar. Are you?” Kate shook her head wrapping her hand around Richard’s that was resting on her thigh. “No. I’m just worried about my brother.” Richard nodded. “Yeah that is going to be a barrel of monkeys. Look Kate, I’m serious when I say I don’t regret marrying you. My regret was not asking you sooner. I just don’t want people thinking the only reason I married you is because I got you pregnant.” He slowly brought her hand to his lips kissing her before returning his focus to the road ahead. Kate meanwhile, laid her head back on the headrest looking down at her wedding ring. A few weeks ago she would have never even considered marrying Richard. They were only repairing their broken relationship. However, after the eventful trip to Europe, finding out that she was pregnant, being involved in one of the most weird train incidents to hit northern Europe (big shout out to Jared, she thought with a smirk), and finally getting some alone time with Richard things had started to look up. “What’s so funny?” Richard asked as he began to mess with the radio. Kate chuckled. “Just thinking about Jared causing havoc in Europe.” Richard rolled his eyes. “We are seriously never traveling with them again. I thought we going to jail. Amsterdam was nice though.” “We didn’t get out of bed for two days.” Richard gave her his best “innocent” look. “That was my point. I may be keeping you in bed for the next week and a half. When we get to Missouri to see your mother you may not be walking straight. You may want to think of a clever excuse to tell your mother so she won’t know what you have been up to.” Kate rolled her eyes. “You are so full of yourself! You won’t be able to go straight for a week in a half. You may play an angel on TV but hate to break it to you love you are just a man in real life….and kind of like a bottle rocket the moment you get inside me.” She watched as he gave her the most confused and bewildered expression. “I can go for a long time….if you recall in Amsterdam it was you that needed to keep taking naps. Baby girl I can get hard for you any time any place. Speaking of which, we could always pull off and fool around.” Kate shook her head. “I am not letting you fuck me in some roadside bathroom where tourists might show up.” Richard rolled his eyes going back to the radio. “Didn’t stop you before.” Kate gave up trying to argue with him knowing he would have some sassy comment that she wouldn’t be able to keep up with. “Ugh everything in this state is damn country music. Do you see why I moved to LA now? Imagine growing up in Nashville.” Richard grumbled before giving up and stopping on some random station. “We’ll be there soon.” Kate said softly running her hand over his crotch. Richard groaned looking over at her again. “I’m really about to pull this car over.” Taking her hand away, Kate leaned back with a satisfied grin on her face. “It doesn’t take much for you to move me Just the way you’re leaning into me It’s a holiday when we’re together I want to stay with you forever Somewhere, somewhere sunny and 75 You and me on a beach chair Yeah, I’m so there everytime I look in your eyes Kissing you and the salt air I can taste it, I swear Take me somewhere sunny and 75 “ Kate was pulled out of her light nap when Richard said her name. “Huh? What’s wrong?” She focused on the radio. “In other news, musician and Supernatural actress Katherine Benedict married co star and long time boyfriend Richard Speight Jr. yesterday…” Kate’s mouth dropped as Richard turned off the radio and pulled over. Both sat in silence for a moment before Richard laughed shaking his head. “Well that cat is out of the bag!” Kate groaned realizing that everyone knew now. Their little secret was out.   “So much for having a week of peace.” She looked down to her phone that started ringing. Seeing Jared’s name followed by Jensen, both Marks, Matt Cowen, Sebastian, Misha, Vicki, and everyone else they seemed to know but Rob she groaned. Richard looked at her shaking his head. “Don’t answer it.” Richard said calmly running his hand through his hair. Kate frowned. “Do you think Rob knows?” Richard shrugged. “He hasn’t blew my phone up yet so I’m guessing no. Sugar turn the phone off. Let’s just enjoy our week of peace. We can worry about the mess back home when we get home.” (Meanwhile in Missouri) Rob’s morning started like any other. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Crystal left to go to work around 8 am. Rob shuffled into the living room picking up his ipad. He frowned looking down at his cell phone. Still nothing from Kate or Richard. Rob couldn’t help wonder what in the world was going on with those two? They never just disappeared and avoided him like this. Logging onto Twitter, Rob had enough if they wouldn’t answer his calls or texts he would blow their pages up until someone talked to him. Going to Kate’s page Rob froze when something caught his attention. “Katherine Benedict Speight.” Rob frowned muttering “the fuck?” under his breath. Taking out his phone he dialed Kate’s number and it automatically went to voicemail. “Katherine it’s Rob. Call me now!” He did the same thing to Richard before sitting down with a frown. Seriously what the fuck was going on? Rob was beginning to regret his decision to unplug from the world while he was getting over his stroke. Looking further down Kate’s twitter page he froze seeing all he needed to see at the mention of Kate and Richard getting married. “Is it that hard to pick up a phone?” Rob muttered before angrily closing the iPad. How could they not call him? Just because he was across the country didn’t mean he wouldn’t want to be there when his sister was married! “They’ve lost their fucking minds!” Rob thought angrily before trying to formulate a plan.

Meanwhile…

Walking into the cabin Kate was bound and determined not to let the stresses of their life come in the way of a nice honeymoon. “Are you ok sugar?” She looked up as Richard shut the door. “Yeah. I’m good.” She knew he didn’t believe her. Richard walked to her pulling her into his arms. “If you’re feeling bad it’s ok to say so. You haven’t been at all like my ex. She’s was sick all the damn time.” Kate smirked at the fear in his eyes. Most men seemed to have this look when it came to their pregnant partners. “I’m fine. I promise.” Richard nodded as he picked Kate up sitting her on the island. He had been keeping a close eye on her since she said the word “pregnant.” He was no longer questioning whether or not he really wanted a baby. While he wasn’t fully on board over the moon at the moment Richard had accepted it. He tried to smile and appear happy when Kate mentioned anything baby related. Surely by the time the baby was born he would feel a little more at ease. Kate meanwhile, watched his facial expression carefully. She knew Richard wasn’t thrilled with the baby but he wouldn’t say it. After she almost left him over the baby Richard had changed his tune. He was more attentive and gentle towards her needs. She had even caught him stroking his fingers over her stomach a few times. “So are you going to fuck me on every surface of this cabin?” Kate asked with a smirk. She pushed a strand of Richard’s hair away from his eyes before leaning in for a kiss. Richard groaned into her lips. “Richard, can you please just lose control like you used to and man handle me?” “Kate, I can’t hurt you right now. You’ll have to deal with soft and easy until the baby is born. Don’t give me that look!” Kate didn’t listen to his last sentence giving Richard a pouty face. “A lot of people have sex while pregnant Rich.” He shook his head pressing a few kisses to her neck and the exposed parts of her chest. “Not like what we have.” “You’re not being fair! You have me sounding like a slut again.” Richard smirked as he stood back up yanking her sweater and tank top off. “Well you can be a slut for me. That I’m cool with.” Kate whimpered trying to ignore the need building inside of her. From the time she got pregnant she was almost always horny. The pregnancy hormones were driving her nuts. “And you talking like that isn’t helping!!” Richard smirked. “I never said that I wouldn’t fuck you sugar.” Kate slid off the counter only for Richard to reach out and put her right back. “Fucking tease.” Richard smiled looking genuinely pleased with the comment. “You take my cock so well sugar!” The look on Kate’s face made Richard chuckle as he reached behind her to remove her bra. “How the fuck do I get this thing off?” He asked upon finding no clasp in the back. Kate took his hands placing it on the front between her breasts. Richard rolled his eyes mumbling about stupid lingerie designers and their fancy ideas. After a few tries he started to pull. Kate quickly pushed his hands away. “Oh no you don’t! I paid a lot of money for this bra. You’ve torn too many of my lingerie items when your turned on.” Richard shrugged unbuttoning his shirt and undoing his jeans. “Well I didn’t get a fucking MIT degree in bra engineering. It either opens in the back or gets ripped off.” Kate carefully undid her bra before tossing it aside. Richard reached up pressing her breasts together before taking one in his mouth bitting down. Kate whimpered pulling his body closer to hers. “Stop being a fucking tease Richard.” Richard smiled against her lips grinding his painfully obvious hard on against her thigh. “What’s the rush sugar? We can play for a while? We have all week to consummate our marriage. How I about I eat you out in front of the fireplace? I can make the wait worth your while.”   Kate looked like she was ready to scream at this point. “Richard Speight JR if you don’t make love to me I will blue ball you until this baby is born!!” Richard stood up straight looking at her honestly surprised. “You wouldn’t…” “Try me.” Kate said with a smirk as she went to put her sweater back on. Richard lunged forward tossing the sweater somewhere behind him. “Fine, bossy.” He reached out pulling Kate into his arms carrying her to the bedroom. “I still plan on eating you out in front of that fire place.” He said with a devious grin before gently laying her on the bed. Kate quickly wiggled out of her remaining clothes as Richard undressed getting into bed beside her. “I have to say I do enjoy these pregnancy hormones. You being horny all the time will make it better for me to just bend you over whenever I damn please. ” “Well that would be lovely. You’ve always taken what you wanted so bending me over when you damn well please isn’t anything new. Seeing as we have spent a lot of times in airplane bathrooms, closets, dressing rooms I think your sex drive is as crazy as mine.” Kate’s lips were on his neck while her hand wrapped around his erection. Whatever sassy comment Richard had in mind left his mind as she tightened her grip slightly making him if possible harder. Kate bit down on his neck as Richard bucked his hips into her hand. “Sugar…please.” Kate slowly eased her way onto Richard placing herself right over him rubbing herself against. Richard groaned raising his hips to grind further against his. “What’s the matter baby? You want me as bad as I want you huh?” Richard nodded looking at her with the best puppy eyes he could come up with. “Sugar you can dominate me later. Let me make love to you know.” Kate shook her head. “Sorry lover boy. You made me wait now you have to wait.” Richard glared up at her. Normally he would have flipped her and pushed in. Once he was inside she wouldn’t have made him stop. Now it was different. There was no way he could do that now. “It will make your orgasm better.” Kate cooed as she leaned down pressing a soft kiss to his lips. “At least do something. You sitting there looking hot as hell rubbing your pussy on me is killing me!” Kate smirked rubbing herself against him again. Richard groaned when she got off of him. The sudden loss of pressure was more than he could handle. “Sugar please…” He panted as she lay with her back the opposite direction so it was possible to see how wet for him she was. “Now you get to watch me. I don’t want to see you touch yourself.” Kate watched with a smirk as Richard put his hands behind his head. “Whatever you want baby.” He watched with hungry eyes as her hand slipped between her legs, stroking over her clit, and began to toy at her entrance. From her position, Kate could clearly see the lust filled about to loose all grip on reality look on her husband’s face. Richard gripped the sheets so tight they ripped off the bed. Richard sat watching a moment long before quickly moving over Kate. “I’m done waiting. I want what’s mine.” He pushed in before Kate could make any protest. Kate cried out as he sunk in balls deep. Richard made sure not to put too much weight in Kate as he began to move.   “Mmm sugar you are so tight right now” Kate cried out as he began to slowly push into her. “Harder, please.” She moaned. “Well looks like little ms. bossy has changed her tune.” Kate smiled against his lips as Richard moved a little faster. “Rich, for the love of all things holy, please go harder. I’m not that delicate!” Richard ignored the comment before pressing a kiss to her lips blocking anymore comments. Kate moaned against his lips as his hand went between their bodies pressing hard on her clit. “Since I can’t fuck you sore I can think of other ways to make you come like crazy. I know you like this.” Kate tried to ignore the tingling in her core. As usual he was right. There wouldn’t be any holding on much longer! “You can come for me any day now. I’m not going to make it much longer after you teased me like that.” Richard moaned between gritted teeth. “I thought you wanted to eat me out in front of the fire place?” Kate asked with a cheeky smile. Richard’s eyes rolled down to hers. “Darlin you have a long fucking week ahead of you after this today! Now like I said come already!” Kate dug her nails into Richard’s back as one final thrust pushed her over the edge. Richard pushed in a few more times before coming hard as well. “Well being bossy sure got you all hot and bothered.” Kate said with a grin as Richard slowly pulled out and yanked her into his arms. “Yeah yeah. You’ll be paying for that too princess.” Kate snuggled against his chest. She was fully his wife now and she was fully happy. Kate didn’t let the thoughts of Rob, Crystal, or their friends reaction bother her in the slightest as she drifted off to sleep. Around 5 am, Kate was awoken by the sound of Richard’s cell phone ringing and from him moving to get it being dropped out of his arms. Richard muttered a few cuss words under his breath as he flipped on the beside lamp before finally locating his phone. He had reluctantly turned it on halfway through the night at the thought of something being wrong with his kids. Fishing around for his cell phone that must have gotten knocked off during the previous nights activities, Richard couldn’t help but be annoyed. Who the fuck called someone at 5 am? Someone had better died! He wasn’t a morning person anyway and after getting fucked like he had the previous night all Richard wanted was to sleep. Finally finding the phone, Richard didn’t even look to see who it was before answering with a curt, “hello?” “So you finally decide to answer your phone?” Hearing Rob’s voice, Richard froze before getting suddenly angry. “I guess I should ask you the same question. So is it customary to call people at 5 am now?” Richard kept his voice cold. Rob was silent a moment. “You married my sister!?” “Hey look you can check the internet. Too bad you couldn’t check your phone. So I get we aren’t friends anymore is this why you called me at five am…to torture me? You know I’m not a morning person!” Rob was silent for a few moments. “Wait why aren’t we friends? Richard rolled his eyes. "Well shit Rob I don’t know! You ignored mine and Kate’s calls for the past however, the fuck long you’ve been in Missouri.” “You idiots haven’t called me!” Richard rolled his eyes. “What the fuck are you talking about?! We’ve called and texted you. Not to mention your Cuntzilla of a girlfriend who always says he will call you back. You want our phone records because I will send them to you! Rob, you really hurt your sister and that’s not cool. Right now I just don’t have the patience to deal with this. Call me at a normal human hour. I have to go I have a pregnant wife to deal with…” Richard hung up when he heard Rob say… “Pregnant?! Richard wait!” Kate was sitting up looking at him sadly. “Sorry sugar.” Kate blinked looking down at her lap before Richard pulled her back against his chest. “Rich even though I want to be stubborn we should hear him out. You two are too good of friends to have it end like this.” Richard closed his eyes. “Yeah. We’ll listen to him when we get back to Vancouver.  Remind me to print those fucking phone records!” @greenappleeyes