#notmuchforpraying

    Sam rubbed his eyes, the dark circles under them evident, and stifled a yawn. He carried the large bag he was holding towards the room down the hall from his and Dean's bedroom that they had deemed the nursery and set it down. On the floor was a half finished crib that Sam had designed himself- complete with a changing table and bottom drawers for storage.

    It exhausted him to build, but for now he sat down in the middle of the room to continue it. It was only more exhausting that Sam took such pride in his work and wouldn't let it be anything less than perfect for his little girl.

    Despite his fatigue, it made him smile to think of her. She'd be coming soon, and he couldn't wait to put her in the little onesies and diapers he'd been buying lately. And to feed her formula from little Disney-themed bottles, and to kiss her tiny baby toes. Pausing, Sam looked absentmindedly out the window for a few minutes until an idea hit him. He pulled out his phone to text his brother, wherever he was. 

(You’re wonderful!)

Searing Texas heat stifled Sam's lungs, and the box jutting sharply into his chest didn't help one bit. He carried the box into the little house and heaved it onto the wooden dining table, just glad to get out of the glare of the hot sun. His back ached. "Baby, where are you?" he called, not seeing Dean anywhere.

As much as Sam struggled in the heat of their new home, he felt much worse for Dean, whose belly was swelling each and every day now. Of course he looked gorgeous, the curves the baby and hormones giving to him only complimenting his looks, and he'd never looked happier. 

It had been a long, long few months, but they'd finally found a house. Just a tiny thing, and seemingly in the middle of nowhere, but they didn't have to pay mortgage until they were really on his feet, all thanks to Bobby. It was small, but it was theirs. It was perfect.

My activity page has been fucking up, and so has my tag, so I know I've missed stuff. Here's what I've got in my drafts:

Meg (corpusluciferum) - untitled thread

Lydia (lydiaximmunity) - Banshee Trap and untitled meme thread

Dean (not-much-for-praying) - untitled Claimed meme thread

Elena (undead-warrior-princess) - The Vampire and the Hunter

Paxton (paxtonifyouplease) - Boobs & Bleed it Out

Sam (dontscratchthewalls) - Like a Heartbeat Drives You Mad

War (nolongerwar) - untitled starter

Dean (stow-the-touchyfeely-yogacrap) - Angel Alliance

Susan (dimmock-rp) - Hallucinations

Elizabeth (mynameiselizabethdelrio) - untitled starter

Michael (whiskeyrough) - You Who I Called Brother

Daryl (topullthetrigger) - starter

Saska (sortofsassy) - To Fight Monsters

Claire (clairity-grace) - Devil's Smilin' On Me

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