#salvasavior

oh my god i have so many ideas for this but i’m gonna keep it relatively sfw at this point because i may or may not be writing this while at work.  (i’d say don’t tell my boss, but joke’s on him, he doesn’t even work today haha.)  if anyone wants a more nsfw fic later when i get off work, let me know and i can make that happen lol.

Wash — I’ll write a drabble of our characters showering/bathing together.

(Prompt list here!)

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The safe house the cluster has holed up in doesn’t have a working shower.  What used to be a shower is rusted over completely, the water coming out muddy at best.  After much scrubbing, though, they do manage to get the tub they find to be clean enough to be serviceable.  (The members of the cluster who are more used to luxury squirm a bit at the idea of bathing in something that they had just found, no matter how much bleach was use.  But the other option is just not to wash, and given how many of them are living together at this point, that’s not really an option at all.)

After they get Wolfgang back, it takes him a few days before he has recovered enough to bathe.  He is still sore and stiff, but he doesn’t want to be caked in blood anymore.  (Despite the groan of pain he gives when getting up, none of them exactly blame him for wanting to wash.  None of them wanted to be reminded of what had happened to him more than they had to be.)  So that’s how Kala finds herself supporting his weight as they walk from his makeshift bedroom to what has been serving as the bathroom in the abandoned warehouse.  There aren’t many interior walls left, but the cluster have strung up blankets around the toilet and shower area to at least give the illusion of privacy.  Kala pushes back one of the quilts serving as a wall and guides Wolfgang inside.

She lets the blanket fall behind her, so they are alone.  (Well, as alone as anyone can be in a warehouse full of people.)  Wolfgang gives her a weak smile, but it’s clear he’s trying to hide how much pain he is still in.  Slowly, she helps him strip out of his sweaty clothes and step into the tub.  He eases down and leans back, gritting his teeth at the feel of the cool porcelain against his back.

Kala hears and winces.  "Are you alright?  Do you want to do this tomorrow instead?“ she asks, worry creeping into her voice.

Wolfgang shakes his head.  "I’ll be fine,” he grits out.  "I’d rather just get this over with.“

Kala nods and accepts his answer.  She wonders if she would feel the same if she were in his shoes, or if the pain would be too much for her.  She doesn’t let herself think too much about that hypothetical, though.  Fear won’t fix this.  What Wolfgang needs right now is someone to help him get back to feeling himself so he can be there for the rest of them, and Kala is more than happy to assist.  she turns on the tub’s faucet and listens to the creak before the water finally starts flowing.  She puts her hand under to gauge the temperature, and when it is warm enough she puts a rubber stopper in the drain so the tub begins to fill.

It’s not long before the hot water begins to soothe Wolfgang’s still muscles.  As the level rises, he sighs contentedly and slowly leans his head back against the edge of the tub.  Kala observes him with a small smile.  He may be injured, but he is here and safe and hers, which is all that matters right now.  Once she deems the bath to be full, Kala strips off her own clothes and slowly lowers herself in front of Wolfgang.  Despite the soreness, he grins at her as she does so.  She grabs a washcloth and dampens it, teasing him when she brings it up to start wiping off his face and neck.  His pain eases as the heat seeps into him, and she can’t help but return his smile the longer she helps clean him up.  (Without the dried blood there, she finally gets to see him as he truly is for the first time.  Kala’s heart flutters.)

"You know,” Wolfgang says, leaning into her touch, “I could get used to this.”

Hi! Like you said, these lulls in activity can only serve to make us push harder. Keep in mind it’s Tuesday, and the beginning of this whole movement mostly took place over the weekend, so even if Netflix didn’t get as many calls today as it has in past days, it doesn’t necessarily mean it got few calls. Just fewer because people have been busier today than they were a few days ago. I myself haven’t been as active today because I had a final exam and a huge end of semester presentation, and I just got home. Of course we should promote this cause with everything we’ve got anyways to get those numbers as high as possible, but don’t get discouraged about the ebb and flow of participation. There can be way more factors affecting that besides people losing interest.

Honestly, I encourage you to pay no mind to anything unmotivating like that. BELIEVE ME, I know this is way more easily said than done, but keep in mind that we’re all doing this with no regard whatsoever as to how likely or unlikely it is that we’ll get a renewal. None of us are here because we think it’ll be easy. We’re here because you fight for what you love, no matter how easy or difficult it is to get. I’d be making just as much noise if this was twice or half as likely to happen, because I am giving it my 100% and that’s all I can ask of myself.

This will be the same level of difficulty whether we let those things make us feel discouraged or not. The difference is that if we let that discouragement reduce our activity and participation, if we let that feeling of hopelessness stop us from fighting, the likelihood of succes goes from “highly dubious” to “absolutely not gonna fucking happen”, because no one will be asking for it to happen.

*nancylou444 - 5%

*samanddeanunited - 5%

*salvasavior - 4%

*stefansdestiny - 4%

*mylovewithdamon - 4%

*supernaturalnardog - 4%

*codependentsamanddean - 3%

*policeofficerdean - 3%

*missdefan - 3%

Ooh you gave me some inspiration. I’ll tag you if I get it done!

oh my god this turned into a fucking monster so uh i hope you like it?

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When the cluster have left London and are relatively safe,Nomi and Bug set up a secure server in their new safe house. Once they’ve donethis (and Nomi has assured the rest of them several times that yes, she’s sure it’s safe), Kala checks her email.

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She winces.  For amoment, she wonders what would happen if she could turn on her phone and see howmany voicemails she has.  Kala is almostgrateful that it’s too dangerous for her to do so.  Nomi gives her a hug in understanding, thenleaves her to read through the emails.