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awkwardtickleetoo · 2 years ago

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Sleepy Kitten

hellooo party people :D

so I ran a poll for you guys to vote for which fic I should post next, and this is the one that won!! I've been working on this for quite a while tbh, just like slowly molding it into what it is today, and I'm pretty proud of it honestly!!

shoutout @mushiewrites for helping me out with this and reading it over and over again whenever I changed the tiniest detail lmao (like All of my fics tbh, and all of the future ones to come). you're a real one mushie <333

lee!george, ler!karl, feat. ler!dream and ler!sapnap, ~4k words

enjoy!!

"Dream?" Karl's soft voice rang through the living room where Dream was sitting on the couch looking a little too sad and gloomy to not warrant Karl's curiosity. His head perked up from where it was resting on his arm that was draped over the back of the couch at the sound of his name, and he looked over at the door frame that Karl had walked through with Sapnap following suit barely seconds later, and he smiled at the other two.

"Hey," Dream greeted, blinking tiredly and watching as they both walked over towards him. Sapnap took a few quick steps to cross behind Karl, turning to sit against the edge of the couch arm, while Karl stayed standing in front of Dream. He tilted his head to be at a parallel angle to Dream's tilted head, and reached out to wrap his finger around a stray curl of hair that rested behind Dream's ear.

"You alright? What's got you all mopey, handsome?" Karl asked, smiling when the affectionate name and touch made Dream let out a soft hum. Dream's lips quirked up into a smile at the action, and he rested his head back down against his arm as Karl played with the back of his hair.

"Nothing really. I'm just bored," Dream explained, closing his eyes as he stretched his arms above his head, letting them flop back down around him after. "You guys were busy so me and George were hanging out, and then I guess he, like, got bored or something and said he was going to take a nap! Like, we weren't even done with what we were watching and he just leaves to go sleep! How fucked up is that?!" Dream explained, exaggerating his annoyance with a dramatic eye roll, and Karl and Sapnap both giggled along with him.

"No, you're right, that is super fucked up, he does that all the time!" Sapnap agreed.

"Yeah!" Karl confirmed as well, pausing for a second before smiling down at Dream. "I think we should do something about it." Dream's eyebrows raised as he looked up at Karl again, taking in his mischievous smile that made him grin more as well.

"Oh yeah?" Dream asked, now narrowing his eyes as he took in the energy of the conversation. He watched as Karl looked over to Sapnap, and they shared a borderline evil smile as well. Karl put a hand out, offering it to Dream to take, as he pulled Dream to stand up. "I feel like you guys have a way more thought out plan than I anticipated," Dream offered. Sapnap chuckled, falling back a step to be in line with him as they walked.

"Trust me, you have no idea. This is, like, Karl's specialty. You're in for a treat," Sapnap explained with a smile as they approached George's cracked open bedroom door. Karl pushed it open slowly, careful not to disturb George just yet, at the risk of putting a wrench in his own plans.

They were greeted with the sight of Patches laying at the foot of George's bed, curled up on top of one of his hoodies that was half falling off the edge. She chirped softly at them before she jumped down and trotted her way out the door, obviously disgruntled by them disturbing her sleep. Next, they were greeted by the sight of George, asleep in his bed, exactly where they expected.

As they stepped closer, they picked up on more details. George was lying on his side, the outline of his legs underneath the covers showing that one foot was just near the edge of the bed and the other was tucked up a bit further with his knee bent. The arm that was resting against the bed was straight out in front of him, fingers curled around the corner or the pillow on the other side of the bed, and his other hand was curled up near his face, half-covering his mouth. His face was also slightly flushed, and they could only imagine it was caused by the added warmth coursing through his body from the extra fluffy throw blanket that half covered his lower body on top of his comforter.

He looked comfortable, content, and… kind of adorable. If you'd asked Dream, he could've sat there staring at him until he woke up naturally.

But Dream didn't voice that opinion, because Karl began his secret plan before he got the chance.

Karl flipped up the corner of the blankets to expose George's socked foot and the few inches of skin where the cuff of his pants had slid up in his sleep. George's foot tensed at the cool air, toes curling a few times before he went still again.

Karl took this as an invitation, and smirked as he ran a finger from George's big toe to his heel.

George's foot flinched again, moving a bit more this time, and he let out a tiny sound from the back of his throat accompanied by a small breath through his nose. Karl's smile widened at the sound, but it was obvious he was looking for a bigger reaction. So, he repeated his action, continuously this time, trailing up and down George's foot over and over again.

George let out another huff of air through his nose, another noise leaving his throat, this one higher pitched than the last. His lips quivered into a smile, and he turned his head further into the pillow and pulled his hand in closer to hide his mouth. When Karl switched to scratching just at the heel of his foot for a few seconds, there was another sound, but this time it sounded suspiciously like a choked giggle. His eyelids fluttered, clearly on the verge of waking up but not quite passing the threshold yet. Instead, there was a small whine, and George's body squirmed slightly, seemingly by its own accord. His other leg slid down to his outstretched one, using that foot to partially cover the one that was being tickled and curling his toes to try to get rid of the feeling.

Karl kept pushing.

He used one finger to gently guide George's foot away, shifting them so they were flat next to each other, and he switched to dragging all ten fingers up and down either sole. He kept his touch light, made sure to use his nails, and kept his fingers in a stiff claw shape as he scratched. George stirred quite a bit more now, pushing himself to lay fully on his stomach as his entire body squirmed on his bed, movements sluggish from sleeping. His fingers gripped the edge of the pillow they hovered near, and the hand near his face moved closer to cover more of his mouth.

Despite the few giggles that fell from his mouth and the way his legs curled up to escape the feeling, he still wasn't entirely awake yet.

Apparently, this was close enough to what Karl was aiming for.

Karl moved his leg up to kneel on the bed, making sure to press his weight down slowly so he didn't alert George to his movements yet, before lifting his other knee and centering himself on George's mattress.

"George~" Karl cooed, leaning his body forward as he scooted up the bed. He used one knee to gently nudge George's thigh and push his legs apart so he could sit back on his heels between them comfortably. George let out a tiny noise of discontent at the movement and sudden voice, despite Karl speaking as softly as possible. "C'mon, George, it's time to wake up."

Then, Karl fully pushed away the covers and pulled one of George's ankles out, bending his knee so his foot was up in the air and Karl could wrap his arm around it, holding it in a firm headlock as he scratched over his heel again. This finally broke George out of his sleep, and the other three men could've absolutely fawned over him when they heard the raspy, sleepy giggles escape from behind his hand.

"Whahaha– hehe– what are you doihihing–?" George spoke through his laughter, his voice scratchy and his words coming out slurred. His toes curled tight against his foot, and his foot twisted in Karl's grip when he realized he couldn't push his leg down. "Whaha- whoho?" He blinked his eyes open further, turning his head to the side so his face was slightly out of the pillow and he could see who was currently tormenting him. Quickly after, he found himself squeezing his eyes shut and hiding his face again, when his laughter picked up as Karl's fingers trailed down towards the arch of his foot and scratched there instead. "Ah- ha! Kahaha–Karl, s-stohop!"

Karl took this opportunity to take matters even further, giggling to himself as he put his next move into action. He glanced over at Dream, who had a huge, fond smile on his face as he watched George squirm, and then at Sapnap, who shared a similar smile as he leaned his shoulder against the wall and watched Karl work. He dropped George's ankle and lifted his own knee again, throwing his leg over George's hip, and repeating the motion with his other leg so he could straddle George's lower back. George gasped and pressed his hands flat against the mattress, pushing his torso up until he could lift his head up slightly, feeling his spine arch forcibly from the weight settled on his lower back.

"Ka-Karl, wait, what are you doihing?" George asked again, obviously much more awake this time, and much more confused. His words were still laced with nervous giggles as he tried to crane his neck around far enough to make eye contact with Karl.

"George, you were supposed to keep Dream company while me and Sapnap were busy in his office. That was your job," Karl explained, mocking disappointment, and George let out a sound from the back of his throat as he shook his head a little, dropping down to his elbows as he kept himself propped up in a more comfortable position.

"It-it wasn't my job, we were just hanging out! It wasn't, like, an obligation, I just–" George tried to explain, but suddenly there were two soft hands slipping underneath his shirt and holding onto his sides. His words cut off immediately, followed by a gasp, and he nearly fell over with the way he flinched. There was another gasp and flinch as Karl softly squeezed his sides where his hands rested, then started massaging his thumbs into the tender skin on the back of his sides. "Ngh– Karl–!"

"No, I know, but you were hanging out and having a good time. And you left Dream, just to go sleep," Karl accused, still pretending to be upset, but his facade was starting to fall as he heard giggles from behind him that made him want to giggle too. George heard the sounds as well, followed by Karl giggling back at the person, and he tried pushing himself up further up to turn and see who the other person was.

"Karl!" He ended up with his body completely twisted and contorted, his left arm slipping underneath his body to the right side, and only then did he notice the two other men standing in the room as well, just watching the scene unfold from behind Karl. His jaw dropped slightly as he gasped again, face flushing bright red at the idea that Dream and Sapnap were just standing there, watching Karl tickle him awake. Karl used his twisted and stretched position as an opportunity to let one of his hands slide up onto his tummy, scratching his nails right around the center and giggling even more as George squealed and dropped down entirely, hiding his face in the pillow and pressing his stomach down to the bed. "OH– my Gohod!"

"I mean, I just can't believe you would leave Dream alone like that, I'm sure he's so upset about it," Karl said as he slid his hand back down to cup George's hip, letting his thumbs return to digging into his back, adding more pressure this time as he kept up his slow, drilling circles. George outright whined, tilting his head forward so he could press further into the pillow but he could still protest. His laughter was creeping up on him now, bubbling up in his chest and throat as the circles on his back slowly became unbearable.

"That's–!"

"He probably felt so betrayed and lonely."

"Noho!" George complained, still feeling the need to defend himself even though he was well aware they were messing with him. He made a small noise of frustration as he attempted to turn his hips to flip himself over, but the way Karl was still pinning him down made it almost impossible to move at all. Instead, he decided to try pushing himself up again, managing to turn enough to make eye contact with Dream for barely a second before Karl very suddenly drilled his thumbs directly into the very, very sensitive point on the back of his ribs. "Dream– AH, KAHARL– nahahaha!" George tried to bargain, almost immediately being cut off by his own loud yelp and the laughter that followed. His knees curled up until one foot almost hit Karl's back, before he started kicking his legs against the bed as he tried his best to squirm away. Karl kept drilling his fingers into the same spots, poking his thumbs in and out and digging in as much as possible, and George let out another loud bout of laughter as he collapsed against the bed once again. He reached his hands behind him, grabbing Karl's fingers and pulling at them desperately in an attempt to get them off his ribs as soon as possible.

"Dream, isn't that true?" Karl asked, having to raise his voice slightly for George to hear him over his own laughter.

"It's NOHOT– PLEHEHEHEASE, STOP, plehease, oh my GOHOHOD, I'm d‐ahaha- I'm dying- hehe…" George's laughter died off as Karl stopped drilling into the back of his ribs, his entire body going limp as Karl gently rubbed the area to rid him of the ghost tickles.

"It is true," Dream chimed in, smiling brightly at the situation, unable to hide it. Dream took a few steps forward, going around to the side of George's bed and tapping his shoulder so he'd turn to look at him. George did, for a second, before his cheeks flushed and he shoved his face into the pillow again. "I was so sad when you left, George, all because you wanted to sleep, really?"

"Dreheam, come ohohon–"

"I think you deserve the karma, George," Sapnap jumped in this time, earning himself a disgruntled groan from the man he directed his dig at.

"Shut up, Sapnap!" George yelled, voice muffled slightly when he dropped his head down to hide his face in his elbow. The second he heard a gasp after he spoke, he realized he fucked up.

"George!"

"N-no, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I'm sorry!" George backtracked immediately, his breathing getting faster as he picked his head up and whipped around to look at Sapnap. "Tell him it's fine, Sapnap, please, please tell him it's fine!"

"Hmmm… I dunno, Georgie, that was pretty rude," Sapnap agreed, putting on a fake sad voice as George whined and shook his head.

"I think you need to be taught a lesson about respecting your friends, Gogy," Karl explained as he pressed his thumbs into the dimples on George's lower back for a few seconds, smiling deviously as his giggles became frantic and his squirming and head shaking returned tenfold.

"Nohoho, stop, dohohon't do it, dohon't, please– Karl! Plehehase!" George's voice was more whiny than any of the three of them had heard it before, most likely attributed to his tiredness and embarrassment, and Dream almost felt bad for him, on the verge of intervening and telling Karl to leave him alone.

That is, until Karl cut off his line of thinking once more, and he heard the incredible laughter that came from George when Karl stuck his hands under his arms and wiggled into the sensitive skin through his t-shirt.

"NOHOHO! Oh my gohohohod, Kahaharl! Fuhuck, gehehet OHOHOFF! GET AWAHAY! Gehet OHOHOUT of thehere!" George pleaded through his still-frantic laughter as he snapped his elbows inwards and kept them pinned tightly to his sides to try to block out Karl's tickling. Sure enough, it didn't do anything to help, and he instead attempted to tense and curl up the rest of his body as well. His knees were drawn in together, his ankles crossed, and he bent his tense knees until his heels actually did make contact with the middle of Karl's back. "DREHEHEAM- Sapnahahap! Hehelp mehehehe, plehehease!"

"Help? Okay!" Sapnap piped up, ignoring George's protests of 'waitwaitwait no I take it back I take it back DON'T-' as he grabbed George's ankles and pushed his legs flat down on the bed. George attempted to kick his legs back against Sapnap's hold, but Sapnap simply sat on the bed next to his legs and held each ankle down with one hand to keep him in place. "Dream? Would you care to join?"

"NO, Dreheheheam! Plehease, Dream, please, behehe nihice!" George stammered, laughter falling back down to giggles and titters when Karl slipped his hands out from under his arms and settled for massaging the heels of his palms into George's back to give him a much needed break.

"Hmmm… I'll think about it," Dream said as he walked towards the head of the bed, kneeling down on the floor next to where George was laying and resting his cheek on one of his arms so he could look George in the eyes. George turned his head towards him, and Dream nearly cooed at the sight. His eyes were glassy and teary, no doubt from how hard he was laughing and how tight he was squeezing them shut, his cheeks were bright pink, and a dark red flush was taking over the tips of his nose and ears as well. His hair was a complete mess, soft brown waves pushed in every direction, and his expression was pleading and, frankly, a little pathetic as Dream reached out to gently comb his fingers through George's hair to fix it up a little bit. "You're so cute when you're all disheveled like this, Georgie."

"Wh–" George said with a giggle, bringing his arm up to shove his face into the crook of his elbow and hide from the attention. "Shut up!"

"It's just the truth," Dream confirmed, voice fond, as he migrated his fingers from George's hair to let the nail of his pointer finger softly trace over the shell of his warm, flushed ear.

"Nohoho, nnn– ugh, Dreheheheam!" George whined, flinching away from the traces a few times before completely melting into the bed as Dream continued. "Thihihis– that's sohoho not fahahair, yohou cahan't– you can't doho thihihis…" George's giggles increased a small amount when Dream let his fingers follow their line down behind his ear, then below to trail over the side of his neck, and then back up the line to around his ear again. He kept this path going the more George giggled and whined and melted under his touch.

"It's okay, we know you love this," Dream reassured, ignoring George's complaint of 'not true!' and gently sliding his hand over to the back of his neck. He cupped his palm over the warm skin there for a second, before letting his thumb and pointer finger play with the hair at the nape of George's neck and his middle finger gently scratched at the skin on the opposite side to keep a soft smile on his face. George hummed happily, enjoying the delicate touch, melting into it even as Karl and Sapnap decided they were bored of watching the other two act stupidly fond of each other and took matters into their own hands.

Sapnap took George's ankle– the one that Karl hadn't taken hostage at the start of this, to give George some variety– and pulled it closer to him, trailing his fingers over George's calf and watching his toes curl and flex when he couldn't pull his leg away. George's giggles started up again with full force, much more squeaky and muffled this time, and Sapnap pushed a little further by slipping two fingers into George's sock and slowly sliding it off.

"Oh, NO–!" George protested immediately, trying to sit up and squirm away, but Dream's hand and Karl sliding further up to the middle of his back kept him almost completely immobile. "Sapnap, plehease–"

"Relax, you baby, you're fine," Sapnap disregarded George's complaint, letting go of his sock as it was halfway off his foot and scratching at the sides of his bare heel. George's foot twisted and tensed wildly in his grip, his laughter turning into raspy squeals now,, but it was nothing compared to the sudden boom of laughter and return of squirming that came mere seconds later. When Sapnap looked behind him to find the cause, he noticed Karl had reached behind him to grab George's hips, forcing his fingers between his torso and the bed to press his middle and pointer fingers into the pressure points right above George's hip bones.

"KAHAHARL! I THOHOUGHT YOU WERE DOHOHONE!" George whined, his breathing becoming shaky and sharp, and Karl laughed along with him, bringing his hands in front of him to give his bottom ribs the same treatment as he leaned down to speak in his ear.

"I was gonna be, but you never know when I could start up again, right, my sweet kitten?" Karl teased, giggling into George's ear and nuzzling into his shoulder as George shook his head.

"OKAY OKAHAHAY! PLEHEHEHEASE, I CAHAHA– I CAN'T TAKE IHIT–!"

Karl finally stopped after that, sliding off George's back and sitting cross legged next to him. He tapped Sapnap's arm, hinting for him to stop as well, and Sapnap slid George's sock back on and softly placed his leg back down on the bed. Dream kept up his gentle movements, knowing they would help George calm down, and the group sat in silence for a few moments, listening to George's residual squeals of laughter as he took in heavy breaths and swallowed thickly.

"You okay, pretty boy?" Karl asked, softly patting George's back to comfort him. George nodded, humming to confirm, and he slowly lifted his head up to turn to look at him.

"I fucking hate… all of you…" He mumbled, trying to sound mean, but the blush on his face and the way his voice cracked in the middle of his sentence made it very hard.

"We know," Sapnap agreed, turning around to kneel at the edge of the bed.

George was about to continue, when suddenly, Karl jumped on top of him, wrapping his arms around George's waist and pulling him onto his side to force him to cuddle.

"Oh my god, Karl!" George yelled, caught off guard by the onslaught, but before he could truly comprehend what had happened, Karl had pulled away and leaned back up to grab Sapnap's hoodie and yank him down in between the two of them. George giggled as the bed shook from everyone's movements, and giggled more when Sapnap wrapped an arm around his waist instead. "You guys are so dumb, you're such idiots, oh my god."

"Takes one to know one, bitch," Sapnap snarled back, squeezing George to his chest and making him let out another squeaky giggle. George looked up to see Karl leaning over the two of them, and his attention was drawn back to Dream, who was still kneeling by the side of the bed.

"C'mon, handsome, you're coming up here too," Karl explained, motioning for the taller man to join them, and Dream smiled wider than before as he jumped up to climb on the bed as well. He pushed on Sapnap's arm that was around George, forcing all three of them to move back slightly, and collapsed on the bed next to George, jostling the mattress once more. "There we go, this is perfect now!"

"Yeah, soooo perfect," George grumbled, rolling his eyes even as a smile stayed glued to his face. He was met with another squeeze to his side, this one from Sapnap, and he jolted before mumbling out an apology.

The four of them stayed like that, cuddled together, talking about what Karl and Sapnap had been working on all day, before eventually deciding to get up and attempt to finish that project together. Four sets of hands were better than two, after all.

#i really like this one tbh #i wish it couldve been shorter but i refuse to sacrifice any details of it soooo fuck it we ball #hope everyone likes it!!#this was super fun tho ill probably run another poll soon :o if people are interested #lee!george #ler!karl #ler!sapnap #ler!dream #cals writing

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misha-moose-dean-burger-lover · 6 years ago

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ALL OF THIS. LIKE, YES. HOLY FUCKING Y E S! I mean, you wrote this long an *addition* to my stupid little incorrect quote? Goddamn YES!

Oh fuck, I love you for all of that.

Now the highlights (basically ALL OF IT IS FUCKING CRAZY HILARIOUS but lets do this)

"The bunker is a breeding ground for subtext and vitality" --- "I'm glad it contributes to your vitality" XDXDXD

THE CONVERSATION JACK HAD WITH GABRIEL, I MEAN, I AM LIVING FOR IT, I SNORTED AND I REREAD IT A MILLION TIMES

"gun-toting lumberjack" who'd "gank" them if they ever stored those "freaking books again, also, do you have some pie?" L M A O

"HOLY SUBTEXT O_O" AND Y E S THANK YOU FOR ADDING ALL THOSE SABRIEL SUBTEXT FROM CANON, IT HAS MADE THIS MY MOST FAVORITE POST EVER I'm showing this to any one who asks me why I ship it

"Ignoring blatant confessions of love from angels in male vessels" I love the amount of times Cas compared himself to Gabe in this 😂😂😂 and YES THEY DON'T somebody HELP THEM

THE ACHING, THE GETTING NASTY AND THE RIM JOB; I CANNOT BREATHE

"Make leaving a sexually charged situation while someone was tagged in holy fire a repeat thing" pOOR CAS AND HELLOOO PARALLEL I SOMEHOW NEVER NOTICED

"Gabriel always said there is wisdom in erotica if you know where to look" I blinked and reread it and then grinned like a fucking jellyfish

"Swan song?" --- "Hey, Assbutt?" --- "Ah."

I swear, may I adopt your sense of humor?

"Good old hurt/comfort"

"Tall, real-world, vaguely moose-ish pornstars but Sam made me skip most of that part" why can't i stop laughing? Oh wait you're hilarious and I love this that's why

THE THREE MOST ROMANTIC WORDS IN THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE: I NEED YOU

sure jan

wait no I'm kidding they totally are; I'm so gone on destiel and sabriel rn

"In spite of all the trauma and brainwashing he'd undergone? I need you, and he's back?" --- "Speaking from personal experience, yes it does" WHY SO MANY PARALLELS G E E Z TAKE PITY ON MY WEAK HEART

AND HELL YEAH, IT WORKS!

Points to -> "TURNING POINTS RARELY LIVE UPTO EXPECTATIONS" <- that's how I died, kids. That's how I died

'A CLEAR INSTANCE OF "YOU, ALL OF YOU, BUT MOSTLY YOU?"'

"IN THIS SCENARIO YES"

I'm content. I did an entire fucking commentary. And I'm content. YOU ARE FUCKING PRECIOUS, AND I LOVE YOU. And I am content.

Tagging: @telefuckies @iamcharliebradburylevelperfect @shejustcalledmeafish @awkward-penguin-in-a-trenchcoat @crack--attack @but-for-the-gods-three-days @styggtroll @emmii4 @alwaysbringabananatoapartyrose @elaspn @ellaalyse @adventurous-blob @fantasy-is-prettier-than-reality

can I keep you @petrichoravellichor ?

*Dean and Cas had a fight*

Jack: Hey, Sam. I wanted to talk to you, uh

Sam: hey! *understands* is this about Dean and Cas?

*Jack nods*

Sam: well, before you tell me what you wanted to say, lemme just say, that this is all gonna go away in like another day. That’s how long their fights last. Its not even technically a fight, its just all the unresolved se - uhh, the unresolved tension piling up. Also, this is not about you, at all, so you don’t need to beat yourself up over anything, alright? Everything’s fine and no one blames you, and they still love you, okay?

*Sam realizes he sounds like he’s talking to a kid of divorcees*

Sam: and uh yeah, I’m gonna shut up now. What did you have to say?

Jack: yeah so that’s what I wanted to ask actually. They’ll be fine, right?

Sam: *concerned* of course! They’re Dean and Cas! They’re always fine!

Jack: phew okay

Jack: you have NO IDEA Sam, how much it sucks when angst gets thrown into your endgame OTP

Sam: …what

Jack: *shocked* do YOU not know about Dean and Cas

Sam: *internally* me? Not know? you have no idea how much I know, infant. I’m the only one who knows, since those two are dumbasses and nobody else was here in all those gay moments but us, and here you dare to ask me if I KNOW!?

Sam: *out loud* it doesn’t matter if I know, Jack. Who else knows?

Jack: …uh, everyone who ever read Supernatural, ever?

Sam: Right! So that’s how you know!

Jack: yeah, that. And all my life too. I’ve seen it up close for all these months, and I’ve seen the subtext get canonized. I ship it so hard.

Sam: *internally* I know, right?

Sam: *out loud* I do not know those terms, but okay. So, you know of it from Chuck’s books..huh

Jack: Hey! On that note!! Tell me what happens after SWAN SONG, please?

Sam: after what now

Jack: the last book he wrote, before he mysteriously stopped writing? Swan Song?

Sam: I literally have no idea what part of our life that is about

Jack: oh, its right after you jump into the cage

Sam:

Jack:

Sam:

Jack:

Sam: heh

Jack: So now you know! Tell me what happens after that!

Sam: Um, well, Cas pulled me out of the Cage after 180 years, but didn’t realize I didn’t have my soul in me. I spent a year hunting alone, while Dean shacked up with Lisa and his son. I think they were engaged too I dunno I’m not allowed to ask. Cas stopped replying to me, or staying in touch with either of us, and -

Jack: *sad*

Sam: what happened?

Jack: Dean got a wife and kids, and Cas stopped talking to you two? My ship died??

Sam: *contemplates*

Sam: hehe, not at All, are you kidding me? The ship is totally alive! We’re on our way to the good parts, actually! I just thought you wanted me to tell you the whole thing

Jack: *blinks*

Sam: oh so you want just the dean and Cas stuff

Sam: cool cool cool cool cool

Sam: *fast-forwards ahead, skipping Hallucifer and the entire thingamabob* well, there was THAT TIME, when this bad angel up in heaven made Cas practise killing hundreds of Deans, so that he could do it when heaven needed him to. But guess what? Uh, I don’t know the details of that one, but I’m guessing Dean did some things, and when they came out, Cas was out of Naomi’s command. Nothing as shippable as love breaking a curse, right?

Jack: YASSS

Sam: and then *fastforwards through Crazy Cas, Leviathans* they got stuck in an entire other realm for like a year, imagine! Just the two of them, and the monsters they killed together

Jack: a hunting couple vacation, yay!!!

Sam: *skips Benny, the trials, Metatron* and then once, Cas gave up an ARMY for him, and literally the chance to rule Heaven, because he couldn’t risk Dean’s life! Great stuff, huh?

Jack: Prioritieees! O M G!

Sam: *skips MOC!Dean, Demon Dean, the Darkness, Mary’s return, the entire bMOL saga* and guess what! This one time, Cas was sorta dying and he said ‘I love you’ to Dean, and all of us yeah, but I could tell it was mostly for Dean. I mean, you just know, right?

Jack: a deATHBED LOVE CONFESSION!? This is so much better than I imagined, I ship it even more now!

Sam: yeah hehe

Jack: I mean, have you SEEN the way they look at each other? Heart-eyes for miles!

Sam: *internally* yeah, its either the softest-heart-eyes or its the eye-fucking; of course I’ve seen it, I’ve seen everything, kid

Sam: *out loud* Jack. I appreicate your sentiments and everything but it’s still my brother and best friend? Keep it down a notch I guess. If the shipping gets too high, I’ll make you a tumblr

Jack: keep it down a notch? They’re my dads! I’m allowed to ship them, dad!

Sam: *shrug* that’s gross and very complicated, since you just called me dad in the same sentence and like, how many -

Jack: yeah, I just go with the flow, you know

BONUS

Jack: Sam! So, you know all this stuff, and you’ve been there through it all - then, how do you not ship Destiel!?

Sam: *stage-whisper* because CasDean is my OTP and shall remain until my last breath

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