Linconnue
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“What else was I supposed to say, Sam?” Dean asks him. “I’m not...look, Cas is my best friend, and I care about him. That’s it.”
“And you renovated a house for him,” Sam continues. “And live with him.”
or: a year in the life, in which it takes some time, but they figure it out
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in the heat of the summer (you're so different from the rest) by kaboomslang
Fandoms: IT - Stephen King, IT (Movies - Muschietti)
13 Jan 2020
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There’s a heatwave in L.A., the first time Richie sees Eddie naked.
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One very hot year in the life of two idiots in love, working shit out.
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"Jonathan wonders, seeing Teddy so out of his element and so lost, if it wouldn’t have been kinder to leave him behind after all. Let him find his own way to survive, in his own environment. Kinder, perhaps, yes. But the pitter-patter of his heart and the way it stumbles over itself every time Teddy so much as offers a hint of a smile tells him that in the event of this scenario, where both their worlds collapsed and they failed, he was incapable of leaving him behind. The miracle of Teddy being alive and here, with him, is a selfish thing to celebrate, but Jonathan can’t bring himself to feel sorry about it."
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Jonathan saves Teddy from Roper's attempt on his life, but their immediate movements afterwards are less than straightforward. A look into the days that follow and how Jonathan pulls himself together so he can be who Teddy needs in the aftermath.
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In which Castiel teaches poetry to fish. Also, himself. Also, eventually, Dean.
(A series-long story, diverging slightly from canon after S14.)
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The prick in front of the desk is not Connor, on a second look. It's a few inches taller, no tie, only that white jacket over a black shirt with the collar high and tight around its neck. It looks a lot like Connor, but the eyes that rest on him are cold grey, matching the spinning, calm blue of its LED. The lines of its face somehow different with the lack of Connor's big eyes and earnest sincerity. Harder. He glares back, but nothing changes. It's completely still, not reacting, only studying him with eyes that might as well be fucking chips of ice for all the feeling they've got.
It looks like it's got a massive fucking steel rod jammed up its ass, is what it looks like.
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- Part 1 of Personal Relationships with Androids