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“So… Correct me if I’m wrong here, but you did mention that a human and an angel aren’t supposed to…” Dean doesn’t finish his sentence, instead he glances over his shoulder and suggestively wiggles his eyebrows to refer to their earlier activities, gesturing with his finger between himself and Castiel.

Castiel, who’d been reverently tracing the knobs of Dean’s spine, his fingers gliding along freckled skin, rolls his eyes.

“What?” Dean asks as he shifts onto his other side, now facing Castiel and smiling up at him with the toothy grin that might have been part of the reason why Castiel had fallen in love with this infuriating human somewhere along the way. “We just broke the law, Cas! We told Heaven to go screw itself!”

Castiel settles for tracing the freckles on Dean’s chest and collarbones instead; There’s no need for him to even look at Dean’s face in order to see his expression, seeing as the smugness in his voice gives it all away, revealing that he’s not sorry at all.

“In case you need an update on how the male body works, I’m fairly certain that what we did won’t get you pregnant.” Castiel teases, pausing to press a light kiss to Dean’s shoulder. “It may be frowned upon by my brothers and sisters, but we’re not endangering entire worlds. Separating us is far from their priority.”

“Huh… Guess it’s a good thing that I’m not a woman, then.” Dean huffs jokingly, his arms finding their way around Castiel’s waist, pulling him against his chest.

Castiel goes willingly, burying his head in the crook of Dean’s neck. He considers Dean’s words, but smiles to himself as he confidently answers “Even then, or no matter what other circumstances would’ve been different… We would’ve found a way, Dean.”

It’s silent for a moment, and Castiel thinks he feels Dean’s lips, brushing the top of his head.

“Yeah…” Dean mutters eventually, sounding nothing but earnest all of a sudden. “Yeah, we would have.”

At that, Castiel says nothing, merely hums in contentment. It’s good to know that Dean believes in them as much as Castiel does.

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First Impressions and Second Chances (part 10)

Summary: He never thought he’d get a second chance with you. Life didn’t work like that and it wasn’t something he’d been counting on. But now, being here with you at his side, he felt like he couldn’t thank the universe enough. He wasn’t going to screw it up this time.

Words: 1,574 (I may have gotten carried away)

Misha x Reader

Warnings: fluff, kissing, implied smut (at the end, if you squint)

Notes: I’m so excited for this part! I’ve been loving writing this series and I hope you all have been enjoying it as much as I have. I don’t know how long this series will continue on for but I want to keep it going as long as I still have inspiration and you guys are reading it! As always, feedback is appreciated, and enjoy this part!

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The rest of your day went by pretty fast, much to your liking. Since you didn’t have anything else going on, you’d decided to start early on your article at your office instead of heading home. You’d lost track of time as you worked and before you knew it, it was almost ten and you had finished writing. You sent it to your boss and got your stuff together, heading out to your car.

Pulling out of the parking garage you realized it had started raining, and it was pouring by the time you got home. The street lights were out and you couldn’t see any light coming from any of the apartment windows. Cursing under your breath, you parked and grabbed your things before bolting to your door. Even though you’d only spent a few seconds in the rain, you were soaked to your skin. You sighed and unlocked your door, pausing in the doorway when you saw what was inside.

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A scenario where D.VA throws a girls party for Zenyatta Sisters engagement and Zenyatta Sister gets fabulous advice/gift from Zarya and Zenyatta thanks Zarya later on in the night when Sister tells him about it (RedemptionZarya is best Zarya <3)

I’m not married but I’ve been to bachorlette parties, seems like people just get bad lingerie and mixing bowls. 

“I wonder what could possibly be in this nondescript bag,” You picked up Mercy’s present, “That almost everyone else got me and they all have lingerie inside.”

D.va, Mei, and Ana all looked at each other awkwardly as you cut open the tape closing it. Pulling out a lacy see-through bra and underwear you put it next to you in the pile of lingerie, noticing something else in the bottom you pulled out a pamphlet. Where Babies Come From patronizingly stared at you from the cover and you squinted. 

You looked at Mercy who gave a small wave and you just shoved it back into the bag. Tossing the bag into the garbage pile you moved to Zarya’s present. Gently peeling the tape off you unwrapped it, revealing a camera. There was a note taped to it, To keep your friends in memory. You glanced over the pictures of you and Mondatta on your dresser, the charred one and the replacement you got from Zenyatta.

“Thank you,” you sniffled, tears already prickling at the corner of your eyes.

“You can’t cry yet,” D.va said while everyone ran forward, “You’re not done opening presents.”

“Here,” Pharah said, shoving a box into your lap, “from me.”

You rubbed your eyes and started opening it, “I’m so blessed to have so many friends.”

Zenyatta hummed as you tiredly told him of your night, he described Hanzo’s own party. Which was mostly Hanzo hiding his head in his face.

“There was also a lot of drinking,” Zenyatta said, “Humans are odd at times.”

You flickered through your camera, having already taken pictures of your party. The last photo of the night was you with the girls, you holding all of the lingerie you got while smiling. When Zenyatta tried to peer over your shoulder you flicked to the next photo, which was D.va giving you bunny ears over your head.

“I see you are enjoying that,” Zenyatta said and you nodded.

“Zarya got it for me,” you smiled and Zenyatta hummed in pleasure, “She said to use it to remember my friends.”

“I’m glad,” Zenyatta looked at the clock, “it’s getting late, you should go to bed.”

You waved goodbye and went back to your room, plugging the camera in before going to sleep. Zenyatta watched you leave and then floated off to find Zarya. After cornering the Russian who looked at him, eyes cautious, he stopped and bowed his head.

“Thank you for the gift,” he said, “It means a lot to her.”

“You… you’re welcome,” she peered at him before awkwardly leaving.

Zenyatta simply watched her, giving that hum that expressed his happiness, before leaving.

some more los muertos symmetra to go with my other post bc everyone liked that so much!! (and also bc i love it too..) 

they totally stole hard light tech from vishkar and developed a prosthetic that can use it for satya together 

I hear your footsteps in the hallway
Your presence won’t leave this place
This house has worlds inside its walls
In the back room, on the last night
I heard you crying for life
The smoke was pouring through the halls

And I thought maybe we could save ourselves.