#THEY'RE TOGETHER

[bernardisgross]

Terra Week 2k22 - Day 6 - Free Day (Day1)

Kinda 1st part

[theboundlessxvoid]

killing eve season 4

[lightningfilledsaber]

Don’t cry. Gay people real, okay?

[derogatoryapparently]

One of these three jerks (said in THE MOST positive and loving way) is going to post something within the next few days that will ABSOLUTELY murder the collective fandom.

BET.

[deathbyfiction]

STOP THEY'RE ALL SO CUTE 🥺

[cressjacquine]

our crow babies

[littlebookreader]

Rita: Juno, can I ask for some dating advice?

Juno: Just because I’m with Nureyev doesn’t mean I know how I did it.

[yusuarts]

[saturnseighthringg]

Day 1: Harvest

For the 2021 Suptober list 🤗

Cas decorates the bunker in fall decor. Pumpkins, leaves, the whole nine. Dean face palms because you'd think an angel would know all about Harvest. But Cas wants to be a basic bitch and he is here for the pumpkin spice. 

This little bit of drabble is just under 900 words, rated T, and short and sweet 💜

Read on AO3

“I’m just sayin’ Sammy, we should really think about-.” Dean cuts himself off as he walks into the bunker looking around with wide eyes. This is not how they left the bunker.

Fall décor is everywhere. On every conceivable surface. Pumpkins, leaves, yellows, oranges, little Hobby Lobby signs that say Fall and Pumpkins. There’s wreathes and garlands, and when he gets to the main room he sees- throw pillows?- on the chairs. There’s a large table cloth covering the table with- you guessed it- pumpkins and leaves. Little trinkets adorn the shelves proclaiming its Fall Time and something else about pumpkins.

“What the hell happened here?” Sam asks, thoroughly confused and glancing every which way.

“Caaaaaaas!!!”

He hears him before he sees him. They meet him in the war room and he’s carrying an assortment of more fall shit.

“Hello, Dean. Sam.” He smiles at them before placing the arm full of orange and yellow on the war room table. He leans in to peck Dean on the cheek and Dean’s face heats up. He doesn’t mind, but he’s still getting used to it. Especially in front of Sammy.

“So, uh, you wanna tell us what all this is?” Dean asks, sweeping his hand around in a grand gesture, referring to- the whole bunker.

Cas smiles wider. “It’s Harvest time. And a Google search showed me how you decorate and celebrate it in the twenty-first century.” He keeps smiling. He’s clearly excited.

Dean resists the urge to face palm. “Cas… you were undoubtedly around when the term was coined. You, of all people, should know what it’s really about.”

Cas’ smile doesn’t falter. “Of course I do. But we’re not living in medieval times any more, Dean.” And he rolls his eyes. Like Dean is somehow wrong here. “Times have changed. Of course, some people still celebrate the original meaning. But unless I’m mistaken, we’re not growing crops out back. So we will celebrate the ‘basic housewife’ way.” And he uses air quotes and everything when he says it.

Beside him, Sam’s quiet snickers suddenly burst into full blown laughter. Dean turns to look at him and something on his own face must have egged him on, because Sam proceeds to double over in laugher. He looks back to Cas who is still grinning widely.

Dean runs a hand over his face, and looks around the bunker again. It doesn’t look bad. Mostly, it’s just different. Besides that nymph, the bunker is never decorated.

“Is this gonna be a regular thing?” Gesturing around again.

Cas shrugs. “Maybe. I will admit, it was a lot of work. But I think that’s because I did most of it alone.”

Dean’s eyebrows shoot up. “Most of it?”

“Jack helped. But he got called back to Heaven. He’ll be back soon.”

Dean blows out a breath of relief. Beside him, Sam’s laughs have finally died down. “I’m gonna go wash up.” He jerks a thumb over his shoulder in the direction of the bedrooms and showers, looking relieved to excuse himself.

Dean makes his way through the bunker again, taking in all of the decorations Cas obviously spent a lot of time on. It was nice. It felt good to be at a peaceful enough time, they could do something as mundane as decorating. He feels Cas’ presence following him, probably taking in his reactions.

“Do you hate it?”

He would do anything to avoid hearing Cas sound so small and apprehensive. He whips around immediately. Because of course-

“No, I don’t hate. It was just a shock. I actually kind of… like it. A lot.” He smiles at Cas, his hands resting on his shoulders, searching his blue eyes.

Cas smiles back at him before reaching to wrap his arms around him. Dean returns the embrace, his arms going around Cas’ torso and he rests his chin on Cas’ shoulder, closing his eyes.

Seconds or minutes pass, Dean’s not sure. Doesn’t care. Cas speaks, muffled by Dean’s clothes. “So, you wouldn’t mind if I decorate for the holidays? It just seems appropriate now. Now that we get to… just live.”

Dean laughs softly, opening his eyes. “Of course, I don’t mind.” Not that he’d ever admit to it, but there was nothing he could say No to that produced the happiness decorating the bunker brought to Cas. The rest of it be damned. Cas deserved any and all types of happiness.

The hug ends, but Dean isn’t done with Cas. He gestures back to the war room. “Let’s go finish putting up the rest of them.” Cas beams.

Sometime later, after all the decorations were up, and Dean was showered and ready for bed, he walked into his room to find it was not immune to Cas’ décor.

There’s a candle on the table that proclaims itself to be the smell of pumpkin spice. It’s not bad. On his bed, there is a body pillow that reads Pumpkin Spice and Everything Nice. And in the corner of the room is a tall wood panel that says It’s Fall Y’all.

Dean shakes his head and laughs softly to himself. He’d never tire of this. Cas joins him a moment later and when Dean looks at him with his eyebrows raised, he just shrugs and grins. Dean has no choice but to smile back.

“Happy Harvest, Dean.” He says with a laugh in his voice.

[idknhlstuff]

More of this, please!

[melonkale]

amber sugar cookie? more like barry b. benson im so sorry everyone also barry and frosted flakes (glass sugar) are boyfriend and gf. that is all

[makuta5200]

Spreading fear is more fun with a loved one, wouldn’t you agree?

[marblearkz]

every day i think abt the time i saw a post that said "i cant b the only one who ships them" w a picture of anthony and johanna from sweeney todd like bro they're canonically together???

[ladyvgrey]

How 'Archer' tackled Jessica Walter's death 🥺😭

(Spoilers S12E08 — Episode screenshots below)

THEY DIDN'T KILL OFF MALORY

THEY HAD HER GRACEFULLY RETIRE ON HER OWN TERMS, TO A BEAUTIFUL AND PEACEFUL SPOT (WITH RON) 😭😭

It's the best way they could've sent Jessica Walter off

I'm not crying, you're crying

[justsmilestuffhappens]

Just had the weirdest thought, I'm not sure if it'd be more along the lines of a daydream but like Buck and Eddie, the characters, have been together for the longest time like a lot of fics imagine only we and the writers and actors don't see it. Like they have a mind of their own when no ones looking and, I don't know, I guess it's mostly sleep deprivation talking, but either they just can't share that yet because only what gets acted and written is showed or they are aware of the fourth wall and want to keep their relationship private, existential much, but I just thought I'd share my little thought because I hope they're happy ya know

[the-happy-fujoshi]

INKPAA TOGETHER they're together