#There was more than one lobster present at the birth of Jesus?

[allycat75]

It's almost "Love, Actually" season!

I only watch this movie between Thanksgiving and New Years because one year I caught it in April, and it was good but not nearly as magical.

Which means the quizzes to determine which character you are most like are finding their way into my feeds. Without fail, every year, I get Sarah (Laura Linney), which completely tracks. She is one of the two unluckiest in love, although she did wind up with Patrick Dempsey (SMA 2023!) during the 10 minute catch-up video they did a few years ago for Red Nose Day.

But one year, just once, I would love to get Natalie (Martine McCutcheon). I have thighs the size of giant tree trunks and I always feel I am going to fuck up on my first day 😊.

Also, for those enjoying "Fairytale of Philadelphia" with the Kelce brothers, here is my favorite rendition of the song it is based on ("Fairytale of New York", originally by The Pogues).

[musingsoflulu]

You mean there was more than one lobster present at the birth of Jesus?!

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays from us to you. And we wish a gentle holiday season for people that struggle this time of year. ❤️💚❤️

[diabhalin]

there was more than one lobster present at the birth of jesus

[ilovenearlyeverything]

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Okay let's see:

1. My favourite Movie Dialogue ever is from Love Actually. Right in the beginning: "we were given our parts in the Nativity Play... I'm the lobster!"... etc :D

2. When I drive my car I am so used to chew some gum, that I am distracted without. That started when my driving instructor always had chewing gum in the car. FIVE YEARS AGO.

3. I sing all the time. Annoying everyone around me :D

[samcester]

i can remember one (1) scene from love actually and it’s

“we’ve been given our parts in the nativity play. and i’m the lobster.”

“the lobster?”

“yeah!”

“in the nativity play?”

“yeah, first lobster.”

“there was more than one lobster present at the birth of jesus?”

“duh.”

[gatorprompts]

✧ — ⋆  𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄  𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄   𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 .

part     one .     tw :     swearing ,    loss  ,     grief  ,      nsfw     content .

“ whenever    i    get     gloomy     with      the      state     of     the      world ,    i   think     about     the     arrivals     gate     at     heathrow     airport. ” “ seems    to     me      that       love     is     everywhere. ” “ oh    fuck ,    wank ,    bugger ,    shitting ,     arsehead     and     hole. ” “ this    is    shit ,    isn’t   it ?” “ yup ,    solid    gold     shit ,    maestro. ” “ i    love     you     even     when     you’re     sick    and     look     disgusting. ” “ get    out ,    loser . ” “ doesn’t     mean     i’m     not      terribly    concerned     that     your     wife     just    died . ” “ there    was    more    than     one     lobster     present     at     the      birth     of    jesus ? ” “ try    my     lovely     nuts ? ” “  beautiful    muffin    for    a     beautiful    lady .” “  morning ,   my    future    wife .” “  it’s    fine .    you     could’ve     said     ‘fuck’    and     we’d     have     been    in     real     trouble .” “  i    did     have     an     awful     premonition     i     was     going     to     fuck     it     up    on    my    first     day. ” “  i’ll    get    my     things    and     then     let’s    fix     the     country ,    shall   we ? ” “  i    should    just    go     to     america !   i’d     get     a     girlfriend     there    instantly .” “ american    girls    would     dig      me     with     my     cute     british    accent . ” “   i    am   ( name ) ,    god    of    sex .     i’m    just     on     the     wrong    continent ,    that’s    all . ” “ i    promise    i     won’t     look. ” “ do    you     love    him ? ” “   worst    dj    in    the    world . ” “  oh ,    that    is   ...    that    is     bad     news . ” “  invite    him    out      for    a    drink     then     after      20    minutes ,    casually    drop     into     the     conversation    the     fact     that    you’d     like     to     marry    him      and     have     lots      of     sex     and     babies . ” “   christmas    is    a    time     for     people     with      someone     they   love     in    their    lives . ” “  i    was     greedy    and     foolish    and     now    i’m    left     with     no    one ,    wrinkled    and     alone . ” “  best    shag     you     ever     had ? ” “   it’s    lovely     to     find     someone    i     can    actually     chat    to . ” “   that    is     total     bollocks .    you’ve    actually     gone     mad . ” “  oh ,    christ .     you     haven’t    got     some     horrible    six-foot ,    tight    t-shirt     wearing      boyfriend    you’ll     be     brining ,    have    you ? ” “  i’ll    just    be    hanging     around    the     mistletoe ,    waiting     to     be    kissed . ” “   no     one’s    gonna     shag     you    if     you    cry    all    the    time . ” “   truth    is ,    actually ...    i’m    in     love . ” “    there’s     nothing    i     can     do     about    it . ” “   worse     than      the     total     agony     of     being    in     love ? ” “  not    a    nice     guy ,    actually ,     in    the    end . ” “   everyone     worships     her     because      she’s      heaven . ” “  well ,    basically     you’re     fucked ,    aren’t    you ? ” “    they’re    not     funny .    they’re     art . ” “   any     progress      with      our       matchmaking     plans ? ” “   full    of    dark     corners     for     doing      dark    deeds . ” “    from    now     onward ,    i    will      be      prepared     to    be     much     stronger . ” “   have    you     gone     completely     insane ? ” “   i    made    a     papier -  mache     lobster    head . ” “    that’s    the     end     of    my     life    as    i     know     it . ” “    a    tiny ,    insignificant     detail . ”

[mariekavanagh]

Love Actually Thoughts

It’s hard to express into words just how much I love this film but I’ve had enough parma violet gin to give it a go. 

- “There was more than one lobster present at the birth of Jesus?”

-My other half used to work at Selfridges and the gift-wrapping scene is NOT AN EXAGGERATION. 

-Carl is an absolute work of art ngl 

-”Who do you have to screw around here to get a cup of tea and a chocolate biscuit?”

-Mad respect to the French lady for giving Jamie a cleaner he could barely communicate with. 

- “I’m gonna need you out of the house, you wee motherless mongrel”

-Joanna Page is a LOT less annoying than she was in Gavin and Stacey. 

- “Americans love English guys. I’m like Prince William but without the weird family”

-If I opened the front door and Kiera Knightly offered me either banoffee pie or Munchies, I’d take the Munchies. Every time. 

-Why have we, as a nation, still not declared that as part of the electoral process, all candidates must sass the US President and then do a victory dance round Downing Street to Jump for My Love?

-Video stalker guy’s big tragic reveal is slightly overshadowed by the fact that he somehow lives just round the corner from the river?? Somehow I think a love interest isn’t all he’s hiding. 

“I hate Uncle Jamie”

- “Ten minutes at Elton John’s and you’re as gay as a maypole?”

-”He’s going to kill Aurelia!”

-Big up on the local population for simply following the guy they think is on his way to butcher a local girl. 

-”I want to go to Wandsworth. The dodgy end”

-The Prime Minister’s bodyguard going full on Pavarotti during the impromptu carol performance. 

-”Eight is a lot of legs, David” 

-The montage of happy reunions at the airport arrivals gets me every time.

[overwhelmsion]

Best lines in Love Actually, ranked:

1. "Just in cases."

2. "Yeah I'm mature now."

3. "There was more than one lobster present at the birth of Jesus?"

4. Natalie accidentally cursing

5. That line about Meatloaf

[skippyv20]

Thank you😊❤️❤️❤️❤️

             Poinsettias 

   Poinsettia plants are native to Central America, especially an area of southern Mexico known as ‘Taxco del Alarcon’ where they flower during the winter. The poinsettia is December’s birth flower.

DavidHaynes - In Mexico the poinsettia is a perennial shrub that will grow 10-15 feet tall.

The ancient Aztecs called them 'cuetlaxochitl’. The Aztecs had many uses for them including using the flowers (actually special types of leaves known as bracts rather than being flowers) to make a purple dye for clothes and cosmetics and the milky white sap was made into a medicine to treat fevers.

The flaming flower became for the first time a part of Christian ceremony when it was used in the nativity procession, the Fiesta of Santa Pesebre. It is around this time that many legends originate, purporting to explain why the plant, beginning to be called “la flor de Nochebuena,” or Holy Night (Christmas Eve) flower, acquired its brilliant colour.

barthram´s garden - A nurseryman from Pennsylvania, John Bartram is credited as being the first  person to sell poinsettias under its botanical name, Euphorbia pulcherrima

The poinsettia was made widely known because of a man called Joel Roberts Poinsett (that’s why we call them Poinsettia). Poinsettias have also been called the lobster flower and the flame-leaf flower, due to the red colour. In Chile and Peru, the Poinsettia is called the “Crown of the Andes”. In Spain the Poinsettia has a different holiday attribution. It is known there as “Flor de Pascua”, meaning “Easter flower”.

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He was the first Ambassador from the USA to Mexico in 1825. Poinsett had some greenhouses on his plantations in South Carolina, and while visiting the Taco area in 1828, he became very interested in the plants. He immediately sent some of the plants back to South Carolina, where he began growing the plants and sending them to friends and botanical gardens.

Despite rumours to the contrary, Poinsettias are not poisonous. A study at Ohio State University showed that a 50-pound child would have to eat more than a pound-and-a-quarter of Poinsettia leaves (500 to 600 leaves) to have any side effects

It was only in the early 1900s that they were sold as whole plants for landscaping and pot plants. The Ecke family from Southern California were one of, if not, the first to sell them as whole plants and they’re still the main producer of the plants in the USA. 

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According to an Mexican legend  there was once a poor Mexican girl called Pepita who had no present to give the the baby Jesus at the Christmas Eve Services. As Pepita walked to the chapel, sadly, her cousin Pedro tried to cheer her up. 'Pepita’, he said “I’m sure that even the smallest gift, given by someone who loves him will make Jesus Happy." Pepita didn’t know what she could give, so she picked a small handful of weeds from the roadside and made them into a a small bouquet. She felt embarrassed because she could only give this small present to Jesus. As she walked through the chapel to the altar, she remembered what Pedro had said. She began to feel better, knelt down and put the bouquet at the bottom of the nativity scene. Suddenly, the bouquet of weeds burst into bright red flowers, and everyone who saw them were sure they had seen a miracle. From that day on, the bright red flowers were known as the 'Flores de Noche Buena’, or 'Flowers of the Holy Night’

Another legend tells of the Franciscan friars celebrating Christmas with a lovingly decorated nativity scene. During the mass, as the Star of Bethlehem passed overhead, the leaves turned from green to bright red. The poinsettia, formally a symbol of Aztec sacrifice, became a symbol of the blood of Christ and quickly associated itself with the Christmas season.

In the 17th century, Juan Balme, a botanist, noted the poinsettia plant in his writings.

The botanical name, Euphorbia pulcherrima, was assigned to the poinsettia by the German botanist, Wilenow. The plant grew through a crack in his greenhouse. Dazzled by its colour, he gave it the botanical name, Euphorbia pulcherrima meaning "very beautiful." 

In Mexico, the Poinsettia, "la flor de Nochebuena”, is displayed around Dia de la Virgen, December 12. In the U.S., Poinsettia day is also December 12. The date is in remembrance of Joel Poinsett who died on that date in 1851.  

There are more than 100 varieties of poinsettias available today. Poinsettias come in colours like the traditional red, white, pink, burgundy, marbled and speckled. They have names like 'Premium Picasso’, 'Monet Twilight’, 'Shimmer’, and 'Surprise’.

The shape of the poinsettia flower and leaves are sometimes thought as a symbol of the Star of Bethlehem which led the Wise Men to Jesus.

The red coloured leaves symbolise the blood of Christ. The white leaves represent his purity.

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The Poinsettia is also the national emblem of Madagascar.

An NCAA college football bowl game in San Diego is named the Poinsettia Bowl. The first bowl was played in December of 1952 and was created as a military services championship game, with the Western and Eastern military services champions competing against each other.

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Caring for poinsettia

With care, poinsettias should retain their beauty for weeks and some varieties will stay attractive for months.

After you have made your poinsettia selection, make sure it is wrapped properly because exposure to low temperatures even for a few minutes can damage the bracts and leaves.

Unwrap your poinsettia carefully and place in indirect light. Six hours of light daily is ideal. Keep the plant from touching cold windows.

Keep poinsettias away from warm or cold drafts from radiators, air registers or open doors and windows.

Ideally poinsettias require daytime temperatures of 60 to 70°F and night time temperatures around 55°F. High temperatures will shorten the plant’s life. Move the plant to a cooler room at night, if possible.

Check the soil daily. Be sure to punch holes in foil so water can drain into a saucer. Water when soil is dry. Allow water to drain into the saucer and discard excess water. Wilted plants will tend to drop bracts sooner.

Fertilise the poinsettia if you keep it past the holiday season. Apply a houseplant fertiliser once a month. Do not fertilise when it is in bloom.

With good care, a poinsettia will last 6-8 weeks in your home.

[night-shadowed-light]

Activity 5: “Visualizing Language” - Comedy 

To create emphasis on the key aspects of the phrase that make it unique I used the increased size of “one” “lobster” and “Jesus” and made the “at the” and who the quote is from smaller as they are less important in appreciating and recognizing the quote. Additionally, the “Duh.” is aligned to the other side of the image to convey that it is being said by another person as a response. the Size difference between the first half of the quote and the response (Duh.) shows the importance of the first half relative to the second, and conveys the power dynamic between the two sides of the quote with the daughter (Daisy) the smaller person having the smaller quote. 

[wicked-bitch-of-the-west]

Love Actually |  sentence starters - feel free to change / add to them to best suit your needs / scenarios!  ♥

“All I want for Christmas is you.”

“I love you even when you're sick and look disgusting.”

“How will you be celebrating?”

“NO! No bloody holly!”

“We need Kate, and we need Leo. And we need them now.”

“I just thought I'd ask the blunt question.” 

“Oh, fuck, wank, bugger, shitting, arse, head and hole!“

“Are you gonna dip it in yogurt? Cover it with Chocolate Buttons?”

“Are you singing carols?”

“Christmas shopping, never an easy or a pleasant task.”

“I heard you were gorgeous.”

"Let's get pissed and watch porn.”

“Invite him out for a drink and then, after about twenty minutes, casually drop into the conversation the fact that you'd like to marry him and have lots of sex and babies.”

“Oh, Jesus, not that crap again!”

“I'll just be hanging around the mistletoe, hoping to be kissed.”

“Don't buy drugs. Become a pop star, and they give you them for free!”

“Try my lovely nuts.”  

“Do you admit the Brazilian prostitutes were a mistake?”

“Let's go get the shit kicked out of us by love.”

“There was more than one lobster present at the birth of Jesus?”

[incorrecttetrigeistquotes]

Vicky: We've been given our parts in the nativity play, and I'm the lobster!

Ms Majoran: The lobster?

Vicky: Yeah!

Ms Majoran: In the nativity play?

Vicky: Yeah, first lobster.

Ms Majoran: There was more than one lobster present at the birth of Jesus?

Vicky: Duh.

[ezilyamuzed]

Everyone Needs a Sam- Chapter 6

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Summary: Two Sam’s in the Winchester family is better than one. Reader is Named Sam, or sometimes called Red, a nicknamed given by Dean.

Warnings: Language. Mentions of Menstruation (you know because some people get grossed out). A little fluff and a touch of angst.

A/N: So sorry that this took a while, but life happens. There is only a few more chapters left to tie it up into completion. This has definitely been interesting to try and write with the whole body switch thing, but somehow I think I pulled it off. It’s 3:30 am, so sorry for any confusing (more than usual) parts.  

As always comments and feedback are welcomed (GIVE ME LOVE). Any errors are completely my own because I am human. If you want a tag in this or anything pop into the ASK box. Thank you for reading! Enjoy!

The little diner was a full of paying customers, happily shoving their faces in the food in front of them. The young waitress who looked like she was ready to keel over in exhaustion stopped suddenly in her tracks when she looked over at you.

“You need a table darlin’,” she smiled.

“Um, yeah. Two please,” you mumbled back.

She turned on her heels quickly and cleaned off a table in hurry for you and Dean to sit at. You gave Dean a confused look at her sense of rushing to get you both seated in her section. He just shrugged and walked over to seat himself down while you followed close by.

“I’m Angie. What can I get you to start with?” she almost purred while lightly touching your arm…well Dean��s arm.

You flinched away, startled at her touch while you gave a ‘help me’ look to Dean. You saw the grin moving up your face as he chuckled in satisfaction.

“Two coffees miss,” he stated after clearing his throat to get her attention.

She glared towards him, unaware that the female body that she was staring at held the real owner of the body she was just drooling over. She gave him a fake smile before leaving to retrieve your drinks.

“What the hell was that?” you leaned over the table to whisper.

“That was one of my favorites,” he smirked. “Flirty and direct waitresses.”

“Ew,” you replied while turning up your nose. “You are a pig.”

He gave you an ‘oink oink’ before wrapping his arms around his chest.

“Jesus it’s cold in here. Your nipples are like fucking daggers.”

“You’re the one who opted to not wear a bra,” you chuckled.

“Yeah, the therapy is going to be expensive enough after this. I’m not getting near that torture device.”

She came back, tray in hand holding the fresh pot and two mugs. She sat the mug in front of you gently while almost slamming the one in front of Dean. A slight smirk grew in the corner of your mouth watching Dean give a ‘what the hell look’ to her.

“Have you decided what you would like sweetie,” she almost cooed to you.

“Um, yeah. I will have the pancakes, bacon, and sausage,” you replied. “And she will have the strawberry waffles with extra whipped cream and a side of well-done bacon.”

“If you need anything else, just holler,” she winked while walking away with an extra sway in her step.

“Sammy, you know I get all tingly when you take control like that,” Dean winked. “But I could have ordered for myself…something better than that.”

“Dude, shut up. Trust me, I know what my body is craving right now,” you laughed while setting yourself back. You could feel your insides turning fiercely like you hadn’t eaten in days. “Why am I so damn hungry?”

“Yeah, that usually happens every morning. It takes a lot of calories to look that good.”

You could feel the gurgling moving through you, giving you discomfort that you needed to eat something quick- preferably something jam packed with carbs and calories.

“Remind me to shut up when I complain that you ate the last Twinkie,” you smirked.

“Will do Red,” he quipped back. He sat back and looked around at the crowd while you tapped mindlessly on the table. So odd it was to not have long finger nails to worry about breaking. Surprisingly Dean actually kept his pretty well manicured for someone who constantly plays in dirt, grease, and various bodily fluids from something. Dean let out a sigh before snapping you out of your thoughts. “So…you want to explain what happened back there in the shower?”

You could feel the heat rising through you in embarrassment towards your situation. Shifting in your seat you thanked the entities above that the waitress was coming back with plates in her hand. Perfect timing. She sat both plates down gently on the table before whisking away to a complaining customer in the corner. Dean glared at the meal in front of him and scrunched up his nose.

“They murdered this with whipped cream,” he commented while moving it around with his fork.

“Just shut up and eat it. You will thank me in a minute.”

He grumbled something before sticking his fork in and digging out a giant bite. As the mixture of the waffle, berries, and cream met his mouth you could see the surprise running through him through your eyes.

“Damn this is amazing!”

You smiled and let out a laugh while chopping on a piece of bacon. “You’re welcome.”

The two of you finished your meals at a record pace. At one point Dean was practically licking the plate clean.

“Ugh! I am so full,” he stated while patting your once flat stomach that definitely had a food baby present.

“I could still eat,” you said while looking around. Your eyes met the little display stand where it stood. Pie. Damn that sounded amazing. You raised your hand for the waitress to come back, her record speed towards you almost knocked down another in her way.

“Hi, yes,” you smiled while pointing at the case. “I’ll take the pie please.”

“Anything for you sweetheart,” she grinned while giving a quick wink.

Watching her go and retrieve the pie you gave Dean a little smirk.

“I could get used to this.”

“Don’t get too comfortable there Sam,” he glared, showing you the same exact bitch face you had given him so many times before. Damn it was scary on the opposite end. “I’ll be back. I gotta take a shit.”

“Very lady like there De-anna,” you laughed while watching him walk away. “Ladies room, remember!”

“Here ya go honey,” the waitress hummed while setting down the mouthwatering apple pie in front of you. Not hesitating you dug right in, shoveling it quickly down into your mouth. You didn’t even care to notice that she was still standing there above you.

“So you just passing through…”

You cleared your throat while rolling your eyes. Could this lady not take a hint?

“Listen, um Angie, right?” you said while giving her a serious look. “You seem like a nice girl. Hell any other day I am sure that you could definitely get a guy like this…like me, I guess, without a problem. But today is a little weird right now. Also I am kind of stuck with someone right now, it’s all a bit confusing.”

“Ah, so it’s serious huh?”

“I guess you could say that. We are practically the same person,” you smirked while watching Dean now coming out of the ladies room. He was giving you a disgusted look as a stupid idjit reached out and grabbed towards his backside. You couldn’t really react besides giving a surprised and shocked “O” face as he slammed the guys face down onto the table top. The waitress Angie now looked terrified as he walked back over. You shuffled out of the booth quickly, dropping cash down on the table. “Yup. That’s my girl.”

You grabbed the pissed off Dean’s arm and dragged him outside, while trying to hold back the laughter bubbling up. Of course you were a little upset that a guy had thought it was a great idea to touch your ass, but the fact that it was Dean who got to receive it was fucking hilarious.

“Why the hell do guys think they can do that,” he fumed while walking in a faster pace back to the hotel.

“What excuse do you want to hear? ‘The way you were dressed, you must have wanted it’, ‘It was just a harmless hello’ or ‘It’s all fun and games sweetheart’”

“I’m going to go back there and murder him,” he sneered while trying to turn around back to the diner. You grabbed at him again, pulling him away. Damn, you were strong when you get angry.

“Come on, no murders today. Remember those are my finger prints they would find on the murder weapon.”

In a sarcastic and annoyed scoff Dean followed you back to the room. There had been no word from Charlie or Sam yet, and Cas was still off trying to find ingredients to reverse the spell, so you were now stuck alone. Alone in a hotel room, with Dean stuck in your body, and you stuck in his. The situation sounded like a weird sci-fi movie…or a really good porno. Dean flopped down on the bed and let out another annoyed sigh.

“I’m bored now.”

“Congrat-u-fuck-u-lations,” you mumbled while turning on the T.v. Flipping through the channels aimlessly, Dean snapped up and yelled at you to stop.

“Dr. Sexy is on!” he squealed girlishly.  

“Okay, okay. Don’t start going all fangirl on me.”

“Shut up!” he barked.

“Someone is a little cranky,” you smirked while setting yourself down on the opposite bed. “How’s your stomach doing there? Cramping yet?”

You gave you a wide eyes glare. “Is that what that was?!?”

“What what was?”

“In the bathroom, it felt like I was in one of those lobster cracking things,” he blurted loudly making you laugh. “I didn’t know if it was just poop or if I was giving birth!”

Your sides started to ache as you continuously laughed. Dean was now glaring angrily at you while tears rolled down your face.

“Oh man, this is fun!” you said while wiping your eyes.

“Maybe for you it is,” he retorted back with sass in his voice. “You definitely had fun this morning with it.”

His comment snapped you out of your hysteria and you could feel the embarrassment rising up again. “That was an accident.”

“Accidents don’t happen accidently,” he grinned. “Now, hush. Dr. Sexy is on.”

You shifted yourself down on the pillows of the bed, making yourself comfy to sit patiently for someone to walk through the door to fix your ‘freaky Friday’ scenario. The episode was kind of boring. It mostly focused on a different doctor having to do some type of brain operation on his daughter’s best friend’s cousin, or something like that. You really didn’t pay attention too much as you kept getting lost in your thoughts about everything that had happened since you woke up. You shifted your glossed over eyes towards Dean, who was a crying mess. Seriously bawling his eyes out at the screen, making you furrow your eyes towards the sight.

“You okay there Deano?”

“The- poor-girl-has-so-much-to-live-for,” he cried while sobbing louder between each word. You got up and handed him the box of tissues that were on the dresser. He quickly pulled one out and shot a loud and wet blow into it.

“Dude, it’s okay.”

“Hold me Sam!” he cried while reaching out to you. He had tear stains and welts now all over your once smooth face. You sighed before sitting down next to him, letting him fall down into your arms. Instinctively you started playing with your long hair, humming a tune to soothe him down.

“That feels nice,” he whispered while snuggling into you.

“Yeah, a little petting and Zeppelin will do that,” you snickered as you continued. “I think you just had your first crash course on the magic of female hormones. Nothing like getting to experience it.”

“I will never think you are crazy again!” he muttered deep into you.

“Oh now, come on. Don’t say that,” you smiled. “I have my fair share of crazy ideas when I’m not all mixed up with a surplus of estrogen.”

“Yeah, that is true,” he giggled. “Like when you decided to use yourself as bait for that wolf pack.”

“Yupper,” you laughed. “And when I decided it was a good idea to down 3 of those energy shots to do that stake out with Sammy. I thought he was going to kill me for bouncing all around. But I do have to say, I was particularly ready and quick for when that cat jumped out of nowhere.”

The image of you jumping back and firing around at the sudden movement that had happened in front of you amongst some boxes. Luckily none of the shots landed on anything dangerous or alive for that matter, it had only been a little grey cat that sped off like a demon, unscathed, away from you.

“That poor kitty.”

“He survived. The wall…not so much,” you snorted. “That was in Albany right?”

“Yeah, why?”

That night where Dean had pinned you down and tickled you fiercely before surprising you with a little kiss flashed to your thoughts. There were so many unanswered questions. Like why did he do it? Why did he just leave after? Also, why hasn’t he mentioned it?

“Nothing… just seemed like after we left there you were a little different. That is all.”

“Was not.”

“Yeah,” you blew out a burst of air. “Okay. Whatever you say. You would practically run away any time it was just the two of us. Almost like a kid on a playground hiding away from their…”

“Crush,” he stated, interrupting you mid-sentence.  

“Yea, I guess…,” you moved back away from him. “So what exactly happened? I mean I know I was there that night, but even I have no fucking clue.”

“I don’t know…just curious I guess.”

“Curious about what?”

“How you would react. Your face kind of said it all.”

“Catching someone by surprise does not always mean that their initial reaction is the real one.”

“So…” Dean trailed off, waiting for you to continue on.

“So, I mean we were drunk ya know. Just laying around having fun like we always did. How was I to know what you were thinking before you literally laid it on me? It’s not like you really gave any hints before,” you replied somewhat nervously. Was this really happening. Were you actually having the talk that would change the dynamic of your relationship forever?

“So us hanging around all the time, you always calling the shots about what we do, and me trying to stop you from going off with sleaze bags didn’t give you any clue?”

“Well first, I like hanging out with you because TYPICALLY you don’t treat me like a weak little girl, unless of course we are on a hunt and then you try to push me back like I’m, what was that again? Oh yeah a Disney princess that needs saving. You tend to treat me like everyone else, so unless you are finally admitting that you are in love with Cas I don’t see how that proves anything,” you jabbed. “Secondly, you are the one who sits around waiting for me to call the shots about what movie we are going to watch, what restaurant we are going to eat from, hell even what kind of pie to pick up from the store! And thirdly, you butting your stubborn head into what goes on between me and those so called ‘sleaze balls’ only made you look like an asshole. Seriously Dean, if you would have just said something maybe we wouldn’t be sitting here and…and…”

“And what?”

“And maybe you would have known that I have started to feel that way too.”

Dean moved to place a hand on your cheek, using your (y/e/c) eyes, to gaze to you, into his green ones. You pushed you head back away from him, while shaking your head.

“This whole thing is too fucking weird. I mean, how can I be basically staring at myself and yet want to kiss you right now?”

He let out a sigh while running a hand through your hair nervously. “Yeah, definitely need therapy after this.”

“Well I’ll be right there with ya,” you grinned while pulling him close to you in an embrace, the warmth of your bodies together felt good as you both just rested together in silence. You could feel laughter moving through Dean as he pulled away, giving you a devilish smirk.

“So…tell me about that shower.”

“Shut up!” you laughed while hitting him with a pillow. His laughter only grew more as tears were now flowing down, barely being able to catch his breath.

“Hey, I can’t help it! I’m soooo fun to play with. You are too ya know.”

“Excuse me!” you blurted in surprise. “You did not!”

“Not to the extent that YOU WENT!” he laughed back. “But I have to say Sam, I did find some interesting spots that are sure to do the trick for what I want to do after this is all done and over with.”

“Oh really?” you raised your eyebrow and gave him a grin. “Hmm, this really did have its benefits. Very educational.”

He violently shook his head in return while mouthing “Very” in reply. As you laughed, the sound of wings flying into the room hit your ears and Cas stood tall in front of you.

“Oh thank you GOD!” you exclaimed while giving him a big hug.

“Has confusion or amnesia become another symptom that I am unaware of? Why is Sam calling me God,” he asked Dean in complete seriousness.

“Just really happy to see you Cas,” he smiled. “Did you get everything?”

“Yes I retrieved the necessary items. The scale of a dragon, a branch of the eternal tree, dirt that covered the fallen, and pubic hair from an amazon.”

Both you and Dean’s face turned into disgust as he listed the items. The last one left you both in confusion.

“Where did you…”

“We don’t have to drink that right?!?”

“It was not easy,” he breathed out. “And no, you just have to both face your faces smeared with it as the incantation is read.”

The two of you both grunted out an “Ew” before looking back to each other and in unison blurting out the word “shower.”

“Yeah, I will definitely need a shower after…”

“Maybe you can give me a hands on lesson about what YOU learned today,” Dean winked.

You rolled your eyes while watching Cas throw the ingredients into a large bowl. A smile rising up again as you laughed inside your mind about everything that had happened in less than 24 hours. Dean moved to have both of your hands interlocked together as Cas was finishing up smashing the ingredients together into a grey, tar looking paste. He glanced over at the both of you and cocked his head sideways at the sight.

“Dean, did you finally admit your feelings for Sam?”

The easy Sam joke made as short laugh escape from you, as you squeezed hands tighter.

“Yeah, Cas I admitted my feeling for Sam,” Dean replied while giving you a wink.

“I am sure coitus with Sam will be just as you imagined,” Cas announced proudly, making you completely lose it in hysterical laughter as you thought of what Sammy would have said if he was here to hear this. He always loved when the Sam joke was on Dean instead of him for a change.

Dean exhaled loudly while closing his eyes and shaking his head. “Yeah Cas, can we get on with this?”

“Yeah, let’s do this,” you added while calming yourself down, wiping a tear away.

Cas rubbed the gunk all over your faces rather quickly. Surprisingly it didn’t smell as bad as it looked. He chanted a few words while placing the palms of his hands down on the top of your heads. A burst of energy hit you, knocking you down onto your ass.

“What the hell was that,” you yelled while jumping up to your feet. You looked at Cas and then looked to your side where Dean, in his body was getting up from being knocked down as well. You ran your hands down your front as you looked down seeing everything that was all you back where it belonged.

Not caring about the goo all over your faces you jumped over to Dean, knocking him slightly back while placing a firm kiss on his lips. He returned it back just as fiercely as you heard an “Oh wow” coming from the doorway. Looking over there stood Charlie with Sam, taken back in disbelief mixed with confusion as to what exactly they were witnessing. You ran over and gave them both big hugs while exclaiming that it was you and everything was fixed.

“So Dean is back in Dean and Sam is back in Sam,” Charlie stated while glancing over to the younger Winchester.

“I, um…I have to go,” Sammy said while moving swiftly out of the room.

“What’s wrong with him?” you asked in uncertainty. Was he not happy that you were switched back? No, that couldn’t be it. It had to be something else. Charlie gave you an “oh shit face” as she looked over to Dean who was also baffled by Sammy’s actions.

“Um…yeah, we need to talk.”

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❛ there was more than one lobster present at the birth of jesus ? ❜

love    actually   ,    not    accepting   . 

❛              oh    ,       didn’t     you     know    ?              ❜              teasing   ,      she     jests   .       amusement    a    twinkle    in   eye   .        truthfully   ,      it    had    been    a    few    decades    since    she    dusted    off    the   old    bible        –––          &     even    longer    since     she’d    seen    a    nativity    scene   .       the    godless    cortez    wasn’t    always    the    most    festive    place    during   the    holidays   .        but   ,       liz    would    be    nothing    if   not    for    her    smart    mouth        &       quick    wit   .               ❛               you    really    need    to    keep   up   ,      jack   .             ❜

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❛ there was more than one lobster present at the birth of jesus ? ❜

love actually (2003) → sentence starters.

       “...i didn’t know there was ever a lobster at the birth of jesus. are lobsters even native to israel?”

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❛ there was more than one lobster present at the birth of jesus ? ❜ (for whomever your heart desires)

Mariana frowned at Graham in confusion for a second before realizing what he was talking about. Her expression became a little offended then. 

“Those aren’t lobsters. Those are the wise men. I just haven’t finished painting them. Why don’t you try painting the nativity scene?”