If you compare the poster of Arcadia bay in Chloe’s house, then look on google images at Tilamook Bay, it looks like the exact same image but mirrored.
The zip code for Tillamook matches the one on the post card Rachel sends Chloe, so theres good chance it’s the location Dontnod used as inspiration for Arcadia bay.
Theres also a location of where a lighthouse used to be and just up the road from there is a diner on the coast called pirates cove that has similarities to the two Whales.
This location is also where town of Bay Ocean once was before it was submerged by the ocean.
Summary: The reader and Dean have always fought feelings for each other. What will happen when they reunite after years apart?
Warnings: Language. Violence. Smut, oral, protected sex. Like, almost half of this is smut. The beauty that is Season 9 Dean.
A/N: Based off the song Slow by Colours and requested by @priestly-winchested , my sweet little Puerto Rican Sunshine. Check out the song and their debut album Ivory, it’s GOLD!
There was a magnetic pull that was inevitable every time. You would walk into a room and instinctively know that he was in it, there, present, watching your every move. Dean.
Everything about him consumed you. The way his eyes would follow you from the door to the bar as you got your drink, the way he’d look away when you turned around, acting as if he wasn’t staring. You noticed those things, couldn’t help but. And as you would walk over to the table, you also couldn’t fail to notice him shift over in the booth ever so slightly, the invitation apparent, his arm slung along the back of the bench.
it’s mothers day and cas can’t figure out why dean has this persistent crease between his brow, even as he’s feeding their daughter apple sauce and smiling at the funny faces she’s making at him.
he finds sam because dean’s in one of those moods that he can tell means asking him will only cause him to send up more defensive walls.
sam looks sad when he voices his question, but it’s a distanced kind of sadness. like he understands the source of dean’s sadness, but is only minimally affected by it and is more concerned with the fact that dean is sad. he explains the concept of mother’s day to the angel and castiel aches with the thought of what pain dean must be in.
but sam smiles in a sheepish way and tells him how he used to make dean mother’s day cards in school while the other kids made them for their moms. he says it’s become a tradition, sort of, and now that dean and cas have a kid of their own, well, it’s kind of fitting.
inspired, castiel immediately sets about procuring a bouquet of fresh spring wildflowers. he spends almost twenty minutes browsing the cards at a convenience store near the bunker and ends up buying at least twenty of his favorites. as an after thought, he picks up a pie from a diner in oregon that he knew dean was fond of.
when he returns with his offering, dean’s just put little anna jo down for a nap. he’s sitting in the rocking chair by her crib, staring off into space with his arms folded over his chest, humming a tune that sounds strikingly familiar to cas under his breath.
it’s the same melody mary had sung to dean to put him to sleep.
dean looks bewildered when he sees castiel’s gifts. his eyes widen for a moment before the lines of his face harden. cas would say he looked angry if he didn’t know the particular expression meant dean was swallowing down bitter feelings.
he frowns as he informs dean that he shouldn’t be sad. that he’s honoring his mother by being a loving, devoted parent himself, now. anna jo will grow up without a mom herself, but it’s alright because she has dean, and that’s just as good.
the bewildered look is back for a moment before dean laughs, his eyes slightly wet as he reaches out to wrench the flowers from cas’s hands. he teases him about the cards and then laughs harder and castiel shushes him because anna is stirring and so they both end up fighting back laughter as they watch their daughter settle back into a restful sleep.
later, while anna jo delightedly makes a mess of her first slice of pie, cas points out just why he selected each card that he’d bought and exactly how they suited dean, sam watching on and exchanging a private smile when dean looks up at him, both brows raised in both accusation and gratitude.