HS J2 AU, 57k.
Jensen knew being the only out student at his high school was bound to come with a certain reputation and unfortunately cruel bullying, but after so long it has him questioning his desire to carry on. Until he meets the new boy, Jared, the first to finally stick up for him, and learns that some things truly are bigger than high school and popularity. Jared’s life? It’s more complicated than Jensen could ever imagine.
I’m sorry but toppy bottom Jensen has got to be my favorite thing. I just love this story, so go read it. Jensen’s amazing, Jared is amazing, Jared’s Uncle Jeff is a drug addict and there are many shmoopy feels. Also porn. So this is great.
The Little Things
stvivi asked for Team Free Love with Sam and Dean holding hands.
Umm.. So I’m pretty sure that this wasn’t quite what you were wanting… but it just sort of happened. I hope it’s ok. Also, I wrote this at like 5 am, so I apologize for any horrendous mistakes.
It hadn’t taken Sam long to get over the whole “but we’re brothers” thing. He’d known for a long time that their relationship wasn’t exactly what others would call normal. Dean, on the other hand, took a lot longer to convince. Even longer to stop being paranoid that everyone who looked at them could see the strange relationship the four of them had, the flock, as Gabriel and Castiel called it.
“No one here knows we’re brothers.” Sam hissed in Dean’s ear as the older Winchester once again skirted his hand away from Sam’s. “Stop freaking out over this. Gabe and Cas don’t have this kind of problem.” Okay, so he was a little jealous over how easy it seemed between the two angels. Dean was perfectly fine with these small touches when they were alone. But he seemed to think that there was some sort of flashing neon sign above their heads telling the world that what they had was wrong. It hurt Sam a lot more than he liked to admit.
Dean shot his brother a look that clearly said “Shut the hell up. There are people around!” He pulled his hand further away, slipping it into his pocket instead of letting it rest on the diner table like it had been.
Sam’s face fell, his hurt showing on his face for a split second before he had his emotions in check once more. He hoped that the others didn’t catch it. A hope that was shattered abruptly by Castiel’s frown and Gabriel reaching across the table to smack Dean upside the head.
“Stop being an ass, Dean-o.” Gabriel said, reaching into his coat pocket and pulling out a red Jolly Rancher and popping it into his mouth. “You’re so paranoid.” The archangel rolled his eyes.
“Dude. We’re in a restaurant. And you’re still eating candy.” Dean raised an eyebrow at Gabriel.
“Don’t change the subject.” Gabriel pointed a finger at Dean. “Have you even seen how much it hurts Sam when you do crap like that?”
Dean looked at Sam, pain visible on his face at having hurt his baby brother. He then turned to Castiel who only gave a slight nod of his head, confirming Gabriel’s story. “I - uh..” He trailed off, looking down at the table.
Sam let out a light sigh, turning to look across the room, when he felt another hand in his, their fingers lacing together. He turned back to Dean, a small smile on his face. Dean may suck at words and have the emotional capacity of a tea spoon, but he could usually figure out what actions to take when he was pointed in the right direction.
sdhjflsgdf you should write any sort of domestic-ish Team Free Love and I will love you forever.
Squee! Yay! I love domestic!
Dean was wandering the aisles at the local Dillon’s Market, searching for the brand of margerine that Gabe had asked for. Dean didn’t understand why it had to be a particular brand, but, hey, he didn’t cook. He got a grin on his face, then, thinking about his little family.
Gabe really was a phenomenal cook, and absolutely refused to use his archangels powers to do any part of it. Gabe was actually a chef at the Ma & Pop’s. Cas enjoyed working at the library, saying it was much like his time in heaven, when he monitored the Holy Scrolls. Sammy was Mr. Lawyer now, and had recently not had very much time at home as the other three would have liked. But tonight, everyone was coming home early, and they all four were going to spend some very quality time together.
Dean came back into the small-ish house, brandishing the margerine with a flourish. He was rewarded with a very heated kiss from Gabriel, who winked as he pulled away. The front door opened, presenting Cas and Sam. They must have gotten home at the same time. Sam kissed Dean, and went to greet Gabe.
Dean was left alone with Cas, who greeted him and started asking about his day. Dean fixed cars in their garage, and spent most of his time at home alone.
“Don’t you boys dare start anything without us!” they heard Gabe shout from the kitchen. Sam chuckled, and shut him up quite effectively.
They sat down to eat fifteen minutes later, a full spread of potatoes, beef, pasta, and green beans. The four of them tucked in, everyone complimenting Gabe on his mad skills.
When it came time for the dishes to be cleared, Cas announced, “Let’s just do the dishes in the morning.” He gripped Dean’s hand, who grabbed Sam’s, who yanked Gabe out of his chair. Cas led the line of men up the stairs and into their bedroom.
Here, Gabe had used some of his powers, creating a bed large enough for all four to share. It took up most of the room, and was made up with beautiful white sheets and matching comforter.
They quickly got to it, everyone getting over-satisfied by the end of the night. The four ended up in a bed of tangled limbs. Dean’s head was on Sam’s stomach, Cas’ feet were tangled with Sam’s as they snuggled, and Gabe was half on Dean and half on Cas.
They all had dreams that were filled with light, happiness, and each other.
Hope this satisfied you for domesticism! I really loved writing TFL, never done that before. Hope I did it justice.
ORIGINAL PLOT WARNING. THIS IS ORIGINAL CONTENT, ALMOST NO CLICHE’S.
You have been warned.
Alright, so this takes place on some planet that has two countries that are at war with each other. When it comes time to sign a treaty, a war prize (Jensen) is granted to the winning side. And so the EPIC story of Monarch Jared and War Prize Jensen begins. Don’t worry there is no dub-con or other non-fluffy things, surprisingly. Anyway this is a FANTASTIC read and you should jump on it.
66k. J2. Ao3 link.
18. A selection of video games that you enjoy that perhaps you really shouldn’t.
I don’t believe in you “shouldn’t” enjoy things
enjoy what you like and don’t be ashamed of it!!! you know? like the whole guilty pleasure idea is bullshit. You don’t have to justify liking things! As long as you aren’t hurting other people, you can just like the things you like and be happy about it.
I made it bold on accident I’m fixing it now.
16. Something in school you hate doing and it felt like everyone else loved.
ummm I don’t know? I think I’m weird in that I actually really like school and going to class most of the time. I’m kind of afraid of getting a real job, but I’m actually a little bit good at school so I feel better here than I think I will when I leave college. I’ve sort of defined myself by my grades all my life so I don’t know what I’ll do when that’s over and I have to rely on real life skills.
3. A selection of celebrities you couldn’t care less about.
idk I’m not really invested in people BECAUSE they’re celebrities, you know? I like people because they’re people. I don’t want to list specific people I don’t care about because that seems kind of mean.
7. Your favorite household chore.
I love washing windows and mirrors!! I like windex. I hate dishes because wet food is gross.
i’m pretty sure consort ‘verse doesn’t count as sub!gabriel since it’s 90% dubcon and self-sacrifice
to be clear: when i say sub!gabriel i also mean consensual sub!gabriel who isn’t trapped in the situation