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Dear readers around the world...

You reallyyyy need to understand that if you don’t like a trope or type of fanfiction, you can do so much. And no, one of the things isn’t talking shit about others on Twitter or in the tags of a post or the comments of the author. But I’ll give you the list:

Read the warnings; if it doesn’t meet your standards, scroll.

Block the writer, so you don’t see their work anymore.

Click “not interested” if it is ever suggested for you to read on your home or 'for you' page.

Block the specific tag of “dead dove”, “dark fic”, or anything else you do not enjoy.

Dark fics can be very triggering to the reader, I agree. Yet, at the end of the day, they aren’t hurting anyone apart of the story. The characters you are ranting about are absolute pixels or art of an artist in a comic. They won’t get offended or hurt (paraphrasing here: “Simon would hate you if he saw what you guys do”). Simon doesn’t exist. Simon is a character from a video game. From a comic. He won’t get offended. And the OG artists of Simon/COD? I swear to you that they, most probably, do not want to read fan fiction about their work, but, if they do, they will, indeed, read the warnings and scroll past if it doesn't satisfy their needs.

Speaking of warnings: all big fic writers (my experience) that write dark or even dead dove fics do warn you that they are posting such things in bold and red letters at the top of every single post. Help them help you, people. If you see those red letters, scroll past.

So, to conclude, you have a choice that doesn’t include calling writers rapists if they write non-con or dub-con, pedophiles if they write (legal) age gaps (since I think that is why this title even began on Twitter), incest-enjoyer because they write pseudo-incest, or a beastiality-enjoyer because they write about animal-human hybrids, etc.

LIFE IS TOO SHORT FOR YOU TO WASTE IT ON TRYING TO GET PEOPLE OFF FANDOMS OR OFF YOUR FANFIC HASHTAGS. JUST IGNORE THEM AND ENJOY THE WORK THAT YOU WRITE OR READ BY OTHER PEOPLE. AND, DURING THAT, LET OTHERS WRITE WHAT, if you go check their amount of followers and notes (and no, just to be clear, you don't need to open an explicit smut non-con fanfic to check those), A LOT OF PEOPLE ENJOY EVEN IF IT DOESN'T INCLUDE YOU.

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Ghosts Love Shadow’s

Not my Gif

⚠️ brief mention of injury, slightly ooc Riley⚠️

Word count:4k

Riley x Fem!Oc

It was a warm day so everyone was outside basking in it mostly because they were just stranded in the Himalayan mountains for 5 weeks.

Ghost acknowledges Shadow’s presence with a slight tilt of his head, his facial expression hidden behind the balaclava.

"Hey Riley you alright?"

Ghost is still maintaining a stoic and emotionless demeanor, despite Shadow’s friendly greeting.

"Genuine question as your friend and i need to know as your superior."

Ghost remains silent, his stoic demeanor still intact. He is waiting to hear his superior’s question.

"How are you after the assignment?"

A beat of silence elicts from Ghost as he considers Shadow’s question and how he wishes to respond. His stoic expression gradually softens, but he is hesitant to provide a detailed response.

"Please riley I'm your best friend, we've known eachother since what- 16 you can tell me anything we'll go somewhere quiet."

Ghost slowly nods his head in assurance. His stoic expression is still intact, but his eyes seem to reveal some emotion. Clearly he is still processing and reflecting upon his recent assignment, but is willing to speak with his superior and close friend.

"Alright... let's go." shadow leads him to her room "Sit, please."

Ghost follows Shadow into her room, and sits down nearby. His face is still obscured by the balaclava, but his stoic expression has faded slightly.

Pausing for a moment "Your balaclava, I'm gonna take it off to check your stitches alright, I'll turn the lights off if you'd like."

Ghost’s eyebrows flicker upwards, showing a hint of surprise. He has never removed the balaclava in front of anyone before, which is why he is hesitant to do so now. However, he is ultimately trusting of Shadow’s intentions. It is his superior and close friend, after all.

"Hey I've seen you before. Even before the mask when we were teenagers

I won't judge, I won't say a word."

Ghost’s facial expression softens as he hears Shadow’s words. He realizes that she is right. They have known each other since they were teenagers, and she is his superior and close friend. Reluctantly, he nods in agreement and takes off the balaclava, revealing his stitched cheek

shadow freezes almost forgetting how handsome he is riley misread the situation and turns away but rory stops him

Ghost blushes at Shadow’s reaction, and quickly tries to turn his head away. However, his superior stops him, forcing him to keep looking at her. They continue to stare at each other, locked in this intimate moment that feels like an eternity.

"So handsome," she whispers

Ghost’s face flushes red as he hears her words. He tries to find something to say, but his mind is blank. Ghost has never been called handsome by anyone, let alone someone as beautiful as Shadow. All he can do is silently stare at her, feeling the heat of his face grow hotter by the second.

shadow noticed but says nothing as to not embarrass or "scare" riley in anyway

Ghost continues to silently stare at Shadow, his cheeks burning hot and his heart beating rapidly. He is still trying to find the right words to say, but is frozen by his emotions. He can’t take his eyes off her, as if he is under a spell. Shadow is the most beautiful woman he has ever seen, and the way she looks at him is truly intoxicating.

they stare a moment longer before shadow breaks away alright seems you're alright so mentally how do you feel? * shadow smiled to herself slightly noticing ghost never put the balaclava back on

Ghost is still processing the intimate moment that just happened. He is still stunned by Shadow’s beauty and the way she looked at him. Her smile also caught his attention, and it melts his heart. Ghost then looks away in an effort to regain his composure, and he gives a slight nod to acknowledge her question.

"So? Tell me about your feelings!" shadow squeals sarcastically and chuckled

Ghost cracks a slight smile at Shadow’s squeal and mocking chuckle. While he can see that she is not being entirely serious, he still feels like his feelings are a topic that he should discuss. He is still processing everything from the assignment, and this intimate moment with Shadow, so he decides to open up a bit.

rory waits paitently for riley to begin

Ghost clears his throat and takes a deep breath in. Then, he begins to speak, keeping his tone and demeanor mostly neutral and controlled.

rory nods "talk to me Riley I'm always here to listen."

Ghost takes another deep breath, then begins to speak in a slow and methodical manner.

"I hear you Riley, I know these kinds of missions hit you hard."

Ghost nods his head in agreement, as he continues to speak in a measured and slow way.

shadow jolts and groans in pain all of a sudden

Ghost looks over at Shadow with a concerned look on his face, as she suddenly gasps and groans in pain.

"Ahh Shit, Fuck" she pulls her hand from her side where it was previously perched noticing she tore her stitches

The look of concern on Ghost’s face now escalates as he observes Shadow’s injured hand. His immediate reaction is that of a concerned friend and superior, and he quickly moves closer to her.

shadow tries and fails to reassure riley that she's fine riley catches her before she falls and noticed that there is alot of blood dripping from her side Riley's voices is fading in and out "Shadow SHadOw Stay with me damit rory Aurora!" he shouts shoving his balaclava back on carrying her to the medbay

Ghost is overwhelmed with concern, panic and guilt as he carries Shadow to the medbay and tries to help her. He moves as quickly as he can, and his thoughts are racing. He is desperately hoping that Shadow remains conscious and doesn’t lose too much blood.

"Riley. Not. Your. Fault." shadow says weakly knowing he'll start blaming himself before going limp just as he reaches the infirmary;

Ghost immediately lays Shadow on one of the beds in the medbay, and attempts to stabilize her condition. He tries everything he knows to do, but the look of despair on his face is palpable as Shadow slips into unconsciousness. He is wracked with guilt, feeling responsible for her injury and believing that he could have done more to prevent it.

shadows condition stabilized riley layer his head on her stomach refusing to leave her side even as the medic insited Ghost gets agitated and raises his voice at the younger woman the nurse was shocked the usually calm and collected Ghost lost his temper but that always seemed to be the case when it came to HIS Rory HIS shadow

Ghost sits there for a long while, not moving from Shadow’s side and maintaining a vigilant watch over her condition. The nurse keeps trying to nudge him away, but Ghost doesn’t budge. He is clearly not going to leave his closest friend’s side, no matter what. Ghost doesn’t respond to the nurse’s protests or attempts to get him to leave, but his expression hardens and he glares at her.

stepping back in fear the nurse quickly rushes out as to not face his wrath any longer he turns back to his best friend waiting, watching for her to wake up.

Ghost continues to watch anxiously as Shadow lies unconscious, waiting for her to wake up. He is feeling an array of emotions, from distress and worry to anger and guilt. Ghost remains there by her side, his eyes never wavering from her face. He just wants to see her eyes open and see her smile and hear her voice again.

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few days pass and shadow is still unconscious her form laying there stiff as a board.

Ghost hasn’t left her side for those few days, and remains steadfastly vigilant. He is still holding onto hope that she will eventually wake up, and his heart is breaking with each second that passes by. Ghost still feels guilty for her injury, and is determined to see her make a full recovery. He watches her as closely as he can, waiting for any signs of change.

a nurse enters the room to check her vitals once again urging Ghost to leave to eat and sleep to shower Riley again gets agitated and losses his temper Before he could continue to berate the poor nurse any longer he heard a croaky voice

 "Stop harassing the medical staff Simon." "That's an order." rory said shakily, turning his head back to shadow his eyes light up he speaks to her calmly. "OH you're giving me orders from a hospital bed?"

Ghost chuckles turning his head towards Rory’s voice, immediately calming down and relaxing his demeanor. He is relieved to see that his best friend is still alive and fighting, and he smiles softly at her. Ghost then moves towards the bed, where he gently takes her hand and squeezes it.

"Thought I lost you Sweetheart." Riley Said.

"The big man upstairs is gonna have to try harder than that" Rory responded lightly.

Ghost’s face softens with relief, and his smile widens as he hears her voice. He squeezes her hand tightly, and is Rory overcome with joy and happiness to hear him call her ‘sweetheart’ again.

"Hey, it's not your fault." Shadow says softly, reading his expression.

Ghost gently brushes her hair back behind her ears, and looks down at her with a reassuring smile. His expression is still filled with so many emotions, although he feels relieved that she can speak again. Ghost shakes his head slightly, still feeling an overwhelming sense of guilt and responsibility.

"Stop that, I know that look, had you not been there I would be dead right now, not in a hospital bed. Shadow deadpans.

Ghost is taken aback by Shadow’s words, and his expression softens even further. He doesn’t know how to respond to this, as he still holds the belief that he could have prevented her injury in some way. He continues to brush her hair and stroke her cheeks with a gentle touch, showing her a tender side that not many people have seen before.

smiling she leans into his touch before a coughing fit ruins the moment 

"Can you get me some water?" She says still coughing

Ghost still looks slightly concerned, as Shadow has another coughing fit. He nods his head, and goes to get her some water. He returns within a few moments and hands her the glass of water. Ghost is still brushing her hair and stroking her cheek, feeling protective and caring towards her.

"You are gonna be impossibly overprotective for the next week aren't you?" Rory says feigning sudden realization.

Ghost chuckles softly at her comment, and nods his head in agreement. He is already treating her like a fragile piece of glass, and plans to continue doing so until she makes a full recovery.

"Oh god...kill me now, she groans not that I don't love you, because I do, but oh brother I might die."

Ghost grins slightly at the lighthearted banter between them. He knows that Shadow is feeling a bit better, and her energy and attitude have not diminished despite the situation. He is feeling more at ease, and is relieved to see her in good spirits.

"Can you say something? I'm gonna go crazy in the silence."

Ghost smiles, as he realizes that Shadow is finding his silent demeanor to be boring and frustrating. Shadow’s always been someone who needs constant stimulation and conversation, so being confined to a bed in a quiet hospital room is probably driving her insane.

"Hellooo, say something, anything, even British nonsense words. I don't care." Shadow whines.

Ghost chuckles at her request, and complies with her wish by engaging in a bit of British nonsense. He starts to speak, but realizes that he is still holding Shadow’s hand. He breaks into a playful chuckle as he realizes that he is still holding one of her hands, and decides to squeeze it lightly.

"Keep holding my hand it's keeping me awake." Shadow says softly.

Ghost smiles and continues to hold Shadow’s hand, enjoying the feel of their intertwined fingers. If holding her hand is comforting for her, then he will continue to do so without hesitation. The feeling of their hands being intertwined, even if it is a small gesture, feels intimate and soothing to both of them.

Riley is intrigued by the size difference between them Rory is quite fit and tall but he still dwarfs her in comparison

Ghost is aware of his size and towering height in comparison to Shadow. They both have quite a contrasting physical build, and it adds to the aesthetic of their relationship. Ghost being much larger and taller than Shadow, creates a strong feeling of protectiveness that he feels towards her. It also adds to the playfulness of their "intimacy" with Shadow being the smaller one that Ghost is able to hold in his arms and lift with ease.

Ghost stops himself did he really just say that in his mind of course, but, did be just say relationship and that he wants to hold shadow in his arms?

Ghost chuckles softly at his internal monologue. He did say the word ‘relationship’, but he quickly acknowledges that they are simply close friends. However, Ghost does find himself having very romantic and intimate thoughts about Shadow, and there is no denying the chemistry between them. Ghost is still holding Shadow’s hand, and his thumb lightly traces her knuckles.

Rory yawns eyes fluttering the pain meds are kicking in now that she's awake

Ghost is glad to see that Shadow is still awake, as he continues to gently stroke her hand. The pain meds are certainly beginning to take effect, as she yawns and her eyes seem to be getting heavy.

"Promise you'll still be here when I wake up?"shadow questions riley.

Ghost answers the question immediately without hesitation. "I promise Sweetheart." He reassures her that he will not leave her side or her room at all. He plans to stay by her bedside and be right there for her, even while she is sleeping. His expression is still soft and tender, as he leans over to brush back her hair.

"But first I demand that you eat, and shower, and change." Rory squints.

Ghost rolls his eyes playfully as he hears Shadow demand that he shower, eat and change. He knows that she is just trying to get rid of him so that she can rest up. He’s reluctant to leave her side, but he knows that he needs to attend to his basic needs. He slowly lets go of her hand, and begins to stand up.

"I'll s'you later Simon, I love you." she slurs groggily.

Ghost pauses in his movements when he hears Shadow’s soft spoken words. It was not the last thing he expected her to say, especially with her drowsiness and tiredness. Ghost feels his heart melt as he hears her call him ‘Simon’, as it is not the name he often goes by. Shadow then goes on to tell him she loves him, which catches Ghost off guard and he’s left speechless. Shadow’s drugged up and delirious, and yet she still managed to say those words to him. Ghost pauses for a moment, feeling an array of emotions.

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Shadow’s eyes widen when she wakes up and sees that Riley has fallen asleep on her bedside. She is struck by how tenderly he is holding her hand, and she can’t help but feel warm and contented by it. She gazes at his sleeping form, which is so peaceful and serene in contrast to her own exhausted and pained state. Shadow feels a bit better now, because she knows that Riley is here with her. She lets her hand remain in his grasp for a little while longer, before slowly and gently taking away her hand. She then reaches over and strokes his cheek

Riley jumps a little at the contact but quickly calms after remembering where he was and who he was with "Hey Sweetheart," Shadow said softly.

Shadow’s soft spoken words send a shiver through Riley’s body, as he can’t help but feel a bit overwhelmed by how sweet they are. He glances over at her, his heartbeat fluttering as he sees her stroking his cheek. He quickly recovers and smiles faintly at her.

Riley turns his head slightly and places a small peck on her hand through his Balaclava placing his hand over hers he squeezes it

The tender gesture sends chills down Shadow’s spine, as she feels a tingle in her hand when his warm palms cover her own. Riley’s touch is soft and comforting, and Shadow cannot help but smile slightly in response to it. The feeling of their intertwined hands feels so intimate, and this moment feels so personal and tender between them. He can feel himself getting flushed in the face as the intensity of his feelings toward Shadow grows with each moment.

Riley stands and starts for the door "Hey where are you going?" Rory asked confused at his abruption and sad at the loss of contact.

Riley begins to pull away from her bed and moves towards the door, causing Shadow to feel a rush of sadness and frustration. She suddenly feels the intense need to have him remain by her side, and cannot stand the thought of being alone. Her voice is soft and urgent, as she shouts out to him as he is walking out.

Sad Rory lays there blinking so utterly confused about why he just up and left

The sudden and unexpected departure of Riley causes Shadow to panic and become quite distressed. She can feel the fear and desperation building up inside of her, as she is left lying in bed alone. Her breathing quickly becomes rapid and short, and she starts to shiver as a feeling of abandonment washes over her. This is the last thing she wanted or expected from Riley, and she is left feeling empty and distraught. Her voice becomes broken as she shouts out

Riley keeps walking fighting the urge to turn around, go back in there and kiss her.

The thought of kissing Shadow crosses his mind, and it is all Riley can do to avoid turning around and rushing back into the room. He doesn’t want to take advantage of her in her vulnerable state, but he also can’t deny the desire that he is feeling. His heart races, and his breathing deepens as he tries to resist the urge of wanting to kiss her. Shadow’s voice cracks and breaks, and she continues to call out for him.

"Riley? Simon?! Come back please!"Shadow begs

Hearing Shadow’s pleading for his return, Riley stops in his tracks and slowly turns to face her. Seeing her lying in bed by herself, her appearance of anguish and fear, fills Riley with a sudden rush of guilt. He feels terrible for abandoning her and hurting her, and his emotions take over as he begins to approach her once more.

"Why did you just walk away like that?"Shadow asked in a demanding tone

Riley is caught off guard by the abruptness and tone of her question, but he quickly swallows his own pride and tries to explain himself. Riley responds by saying that he was beginning to feel uncomfortable, and that he didn’t want to take advantage of her or intrude on her personal space. He felt like he was doing the right thing, but the way his actions were received caused him to doubt himself and feel guilty.

Shadow’s expression softens "Hey you don't have to feel guilty. I'm sorry for making you uncomfortable, you could have told me what you were feeling."

Riley smiles softly at Shadow’s sympathetic response, and he nods his head in agreement. He can feel her gentle, forgiving tone, and it causes a wave of remorse to wash over him. He begins to speak, feeling extremely guilty for being distant and avoiding her presence before.

"So, Shadow pauses Why were you so intent on leaving?"

Riley’s expression softens further as Shadow asks her question, Riley is silent for a long moment, as he tries to decide how he should respond to her question. He is hesitant to reveal the truth, as it may hurt her more or raise her suspicion. Shadow has been able to sense his feelings, and Riley knows that she will likely catch onto something if he is not honest in his answer.

(Ooc Simon ahead)

Riley responded sheepishly "I love you" Simon said, confused Rory pauses before answering "I love you too..?"

The words slip from Riley’s mouth, and Shadow is left more puzzled and confused than before. She was definitely not expecting that response from him, and is struggling to know what to say next. The word ‘love’ hits her like a jolt of electricity, and she hesitates before responding.

Riley chuckles "No I mean I'm in love with you." He says matter-of-factly. Shocked by his words Shadow remains silent for what feels like an eternity.

The words hit Shadow like a tonne of bricks, and she is so stunned into silence and shock that she doesn’t know how to respond. She tries to make sense of what Riley just told her, and she can feel her heart speeding up and her face burning. Her mind and body are overwhelmed by this new information, so she is unable to speak or move even if she wanted to.

Mistaking her silence as an answer Riley starts to regret his confession,

Shadow manages to clear her throat and speak, though her voice still sounds raspy and exhausted from the medication she is on. Her eyes are wet and watery, as she stares at him and tries to process the reality of what he just admitted to her. She is still shocked, but she can’t deny that she has felt something growing between them for quite some time. Shadow takes a deep breath, and her voice is still soft and hoarse as she answers him.

"Well good.... because I'm in love with you too."

she responded with a smirk

Hearing her respond in this way brings a huge smile to his face, and a feeling of relief washes over him because he was afraid he had overstepped boundaries or that he had somehow wronged her. Shadow’s response relieves his concerns, and the two of them are now smiling at each other with a sense of warmth and affection. They both feel a deep sense of fulfillment knowing how the other feels about them, and that they are now in love with one another.

"I do hope you know, I'm about to become a nightmare to deal with." Shadow says sarcastically.

Hearing her say that makes Riley laugh warmly, and he can see that her personality has not changed one bit despite her being injured in the hospital. She still has her snark, sarcasm and wit, and it’s what he has always appreciated and admired about her. Shadow is someone who is not afraid to speak her mind and speak in a sassy yet playful way, which he has found very attractive.

Ghost chuckles replying "Well, lucky for you I can handle nightmares, besides you'll be nothing compared to me. if you thought I was protective before."

This elicits a laugh from Rory and her amusement only grows when she thinks about how their relationship will likely become more intense in a loving and caring way.

It sends a wave of warmth through him, knowing that she isn’t worried about how overly protective he will be in this new stage of their relationship. Riley leans his forehead onto hers, It sends a wave of love and warmth throughout Rory's system,a sign of affection,the connection between them is powerful, he may not be the kindest man but for his Rory he will try his damned hardest. For Its a well known fact... Ghosts love Shadows.

( this is my first real fic so lmk what u think)

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toddler!jack and parents!deancas, word count: 2,074 (continued under the Read More)

“Daddy, Daddy, try this one,” Jack cried, flailing the object in his hand around until a couple pink feathers came loose and fluttered to the ground.

Dean was currently sitting on the ground with his toddler, a crown already perched on his head and a cape draped around his shoulders. Slowly reaching out, Dean let the soft feathers tickle against his skin. “You want me to wear the feather boa?”

Jack nodded and clapped his hands in glee, taking the task upon himself to wrap it around Dean’s neck for him. Half the neon pink feathers ended up in Dean’s mouth, and he spluttered them out before snagging Jack and hauling him into his lap. The toddler burst into giggles, and Dean felt a sudden surge of warmth bloom in his chest at the sound. He’d play dress-up all day long if it meant hearing Jack laugh like that again.

“Alright little buddy, it’s your turn. I’m all dressed up. Now, what do you want to be?”

Jack seemed to ponder the question, standing up in Dean’s embrace until his little feet were balanced on Dean’s thighs. Grinning, Jack reached out with tiny fingers and booped Dean on the nose. “I wanna be you.”

“You want to be me, huh?” Dean asked, standing up himself and sliding his hands under Jack’s arms, hauling the toddler up and balancing him on his hip. “Well, first things first, we’re gonna need my boots then, aren’t we?”

Jack cheered, and Dean couldn’t stop the smile that tugged at his lips. A hunter all his life and never once had he really been proud of who he was; but then Jack came along. And here Jack was, begging to be him. Not the hunter version of him. Not the famous oldest Winchester boy. Not a killer. Not John’s son. But just Dean. Boots, leather jacket, Impala keys in hand. Just normal everyday Dean.

Snagging his boots and one of his leather jackets, Dean plopped Jack back on the floor; mostly because the toddler was wiggling in his arms and making grabby motions for the boots.

“What do we do when we want to put shoes on?” Dean asked Jack. Cas had been the one to institute this idea after Jack had tried to pull his shoes off half way up the stairs and had almost fallen down the steps. The ordeal had almost given him and Cas a heart attack. Thank God for Cas’ angel reflexes managing to catch their son before he fell.

Jack instantly sat down on the floor, reaching out with little hands for the boots. “Please,” he said with a pout.

“Good job, little man,” Dean said, offering one boot and then the other to Jack as he tugged them on. “Hmmm, what’s next?” Dean said, pretending to look around the room.

“Jacket, jacket,” Jack cheered, stumbling up from the floor to graze his fingers across the leather jacket in Dean’s hands.

“Woah, easy there, tiger. Don’t go tripping in shoes that are too big for you,” Dean said, sitting back down on the floor so he could steady his son before holding out the jacket for Jack to take. The toddler took the jacket, wobbled towards the mirror hanging on the inside of the closet door, and tugged the jacket on with a massive grin on his face.

The sight was almost unbearable in the way it made Dean’s heart clench in his chest, and he suddenly found himself swallowing thickly around a lump in his throat at seeing his son dressing up in his clothes.

All his life, Dean never thought he’d get to have this. He’d just accepted the fact he was destined for a life alone with no one but his brother. But then Cas came into his life. He hadn’t meant to fall in love with the angel, he really hadn’t. Dean had tried everything in his power to hide his yearning, and then Cas had kissed him out of the blue on a rainy Thursday evening, and from that moment on, Dean couldn’t stop kissing him and calling Cas his.

And then Jack had come into their lives. The baby nephilim had chosen Cas as his father before he was even born, and well, wherever Cas went, Dean followed. And if that meant raising a half-angel half-human baby, well, Dean was more than happy to do just that. Suddenly, nothing else seemed to matter. Dean had the love of his life and a son; the family he’d always wanted but never given himself the hope to have.

Speaking of… Dean looked up at the sound of a door closing and spotted Cas leaning against the bedroom door frame. “Well hey, good looking,” Dean said softly.

“Hey yourself,” Cas said, looking down and seeing the bright pink feather boa wrapped around Dean’s neck. A massive smile burst across Cas’ face as he asked, “What’s going on here?”

Jack turned around in excitement, stumbling towards Cas. “Papa, look, I’m dressed just like Daddy,” Jack said.

Cas immediately swooped down, scooping Jack up in his arms, causing Jack to burst into giggles. “Oh, I see. We’re playing dress up, are we?”

“Yes we are,” Jack said seriously.

“And what’s Daddy dressed as?” Cas said, enough teasing in his tone that Dean felt his heart jump in his chest.

“A superhero,” Jack said, nodding to himself as if his answer made complete sense.

Cas laughed, bright and happy, and Dean felt his heart skip a beat or two before kicking back into gear at double speed. “You’re absolutely right, Jack. Daddy is definitely a superhero,” Cas agreed, blowing Dean a kiss.

“Hey little buddy, don’t you think Papa should dress up too?” Dean asked, getting up from the floor and sneaking his hand around Cas’ waist; briefly tracing patterns up Cas’ spine before moving his arms around to encircle both Cas and Jack. He held them both for a moment; his whole world wrapped up in his arms. Cas leaned into the touch; the angel letting out a content sigh as the feeling of family surrounded them both.

“Yes, Papa has to dress up, too. Oh, oh, cowboy!” Jack said, breaking the moment and instantly wiggling around in Cas’ arms as he tried to get down. Cas gently placed Jack back on his feet and Jack started pulling things from his toy box to find his bandana and belt.

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