Chthonic Cowboy

It is, however, imperative he never realises he’s doing it. For example:

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Robert and Roy? Tried solving a physics formula for the suit for a few hours. Days. Weeks, possibly.

Robert drank 5 days old coffee. Roy wrote his will just in case.

Flambae? Only stopped by to drop some food for his annoyingly cute boyfriend. Smack a few kisses on his cheeks. As a treat.

“Oh, that really fucking bothers me,” he gestures to the wall-long formula they’ve written on the whiteboard. “Hold on.”

He solves it.

While humming ‘hips don’t lie’.

“See! All you gotta do is manually decrease the propulsion heat when you reach peak altitude. Easy as shit. Or pie? Eh, shit sounds more badass.”

“…How did you do that.”

“Do what? I zoned out.”

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“Hey, Bob-Bob, hand me the cutting board. I’m about to massacre these fucking onions. Bitches making MY boyfriend cry in my own damn house? I don’t think so.”

“…This is a laminated thermodynamics degree.”

“Oh. Yeah, I’ve had this thing since I finished college. But I can literally fly. Who gives a fuck about that.”

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The nail in the coffin?

Vanderstenk.

Who, apparently, decided to give the whole supervillain thing a try. For Flambae specifically.

“YOU! I always knew our paths would meet again, Chadwick. Ever since your brilliant discovery in non-flammable fabric overshadowed me, I knew our rivalry would never end. My only equal. My only enemy.”

“Uh. No idea who the fuck you are, dude.”

“WE WERE COLLEGE. ROOMMATES. “

“Oh! Nope, don’t remember that. Can I get an autograph for my friend Vic, thought?”

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john winchester they could never make me hate you 🪽

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Dean would have so many complex feelings about it, like he would be unbelievably turned on but also oddly grief-stricken and maybe feel kind of guilty about the fact he has replaced John with Sam in a context where he and Sam didn't get together until after John died. Guilty because he feels like it's some kind of betrayal even though John is dead, but it's more in the sense that he recognises the only person who could come close to filling the hole John left is Sam because he's his brother, because there has to be that multilayered, deeper connection and codependency between them which he couldn't get with a man he isn't related to. Guilty because he recognises he's just perpetuating the fucked up dynamics John groomed him into, and instead of being free of it now he is dead, he can't live without it and has moved on to Sam, and he does love and want Sam but what if he's just using him to fill the daddy void inside him?

Look at dem

Mountain Air Motel, Benson, Arizona, December 3, 1980

‘Ruby Tears’