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Good evening overtime nation.
Finally done with this oh my g *explode*

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Distant [AO3]
Summary:
Impostor doesn't understand why his birthday affects him so much. Emission can't help, he isn't a therapist or a therapy friend… but he tries to be there. It's the least he can do, y'know?
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
So, remember the poll I did ages ago about me writing Impostor birthday stuff? Well, I did it!
You guys asked for fluff but I found myself bored so uh... slight hurt/comfort, anyone?
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“sewing up a broken heart”
🧵 darius deamonne & hunter 🧵 3.6k words 🧵 even though he lives in a safer place now, the effects of hunter's trauma are still around and hard for darius to watch
🔗 https://archiveofourown.org/works/40037172
I Need to Feel Better
(Once again I kind of hate this and I wish it was longer but my shit brain ran out of motivation in the middle. 🙃)
“I need to feel better Dean.” Sam almost shouts. He wasn't expecting to be interrogated so early in the morning and by his brother no less. All he had said was that he needed to take a few days off from hunting. “Just because you never take a day off doesn't mean that other people don't need them”
“I know people need them, Sam I just don't understand why we can't take your ‘few days off’ together.” Dean huffs back.
“I didn't say we couldn't, I just didn't think that you would want too.” Sam explains. Dean never wants to take any time off and Sam really didn't want to spend his time off listening to Dean complain. He would probably try and look for a case in whatever city they ended up in and then Sam would have to help instead of actually getting any time off. It was so much easier if he could just go by himself but Sam knows enough about codependency to know that, that won't happen.
“Well I want too” Dean says stubbornly, posture straightening like he thinks Sam is going to challenge him.
“Fine.” Sam sighs. “Pack a bag. I’m ready whenever you are.” He could never say no to Dean anyway.
The first few hours of being in the impala with Dean were the same as they always are. Sam looking out the window, Dean driving and a rock song playing softly from Dean’s cassette collection. They’re always like that until a song Dean’s particularly fond of comes on and he starts singing, Sam joining in a few minutes later after some coaxing. It was always fun but Sam was never one to give in easily. He would pretend to be annoyed with Dean for as long as he could which, coincidentally, was not long at all. Dean would smirk at him and call over the music. “I knew you couldn't stay mad at me Sammy” to which Sam would roll his eyes even though he knows it’s true.
They sleep in the car that first night because Sam realized he was so focused on getting away that he didn't actually choose a place to go. Dean was the one who suggested it. They had done it plenty of times as kids and even though it was quite a bit more cramped now, it brought back a sense of nostalgia that warmed Sam’s heart. They weren't even that close. Dean was sprawled across the front seat and Sam, the back but it somehow made Sam feel a little better even though nothing had changed. He was glad that Dean had invited himself along.
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i mean the tiny house movement is really cool sci-fi wise
because everyone is essentially making little all-inclusive science fiction highrise apartments on wheels
and i’m just imagining a not-too-distant future that’s a combination of the fifth element and mad max where we all have modular Korben Dallas apartment trailers that we tow across a global warming-parched wasteland with our tricked out green cars that run off a direct pipeline of our own farts because they’ve somehow found a way to make refuse fry oil the new delicious fast food treat
tiny houses are the fucking worst and they herald a really depressing downturn especially because FAMILIES ARE LIVING IN THEM
like...
250 sq. feet for a FAMILY OF FOUR
there’s no privacy, no storage, and some prison cells are legit more roomy than a tiny house
but...
i want one
"I wanna hold you baby, will you accept my heart?"