#to keep you fed while i work on the performance gifset

[unwinthehart]

Mahmood waiting to perform - Sanremo (07.02.2024)

[five-wow]

Steve + his torrid love affair with pancakes. 🥞

Allow me to ramble about Danny’s involvement in every single one of these moments for a bit because that’s most of why I made this gifset in the first place:

1.04: See this post for a transcript of the full conversation and some thoughts, but essentially, we get Danny asking someone else if they like pancakes with definite flirty undertones and Steve jumping in to let Danny know that he totally likes pancakes, Danny, did you know that??? Keep in mind that they’ve probably known each other for like, maybe four weeks at this point.

6.12: On the surface, this is the only one that does not directly involve Danny, but I’d be willing to put actual money on “when the pancake bubbles, you flip it” being a piece of wisdom Steve picked up from watching Danny perform his magical pancake summoning routine, especially with the way he says it, which is this kind of awkward justification where he doesn’t even look at Mary most of the time, and doubly especially because the next few words are Mary saying “Wow! Micromanagement?” and Steve responding immediately with “Hey, you don’t need to get all Danny Williams on me”. Now, it’s of course a well-known fact that Danny seems to occupy a minimum of 50% of Steve’s mind during 100% of his waking hours anyway, but this line would make even more sense if the thought of Danny was extra close to the surface at the time because of pancakes and bubbles and flipping and Danny giving Steve (perhaps unintentional) cooking lessons.

6.19: This one is so damningly obvious that I don’t even know what to say. Steve is having breakfast with Lou, no Danny in sight, and randomly, out of absolutely nowhere, he goes hey, do you know how Danny takes his pancakes? Because I do, and I have an opinion about it, which I will now share unprovoked. (That opinion, by the way, comes right after he tells Lou about the berries, and it is, I quote, “It's disgusting, right! It's so wrong.”) That’s just Steve McGarrett’s idea of making conversation, I guess. Spouting off random little facts about Danny Williams.

9.13: Danny makes Grace pancakes, Grace (who’s already had too much soup because Danny is in full overprotective dad mode) tries to donate them to Steve, and Steve immediately throws up his hands, goes “yeee!” in celebration, and gets ready to dig in. Tragically, he’s stopped by Danny, who orders him to put the plate back in front of Grace, which leads to Steve obediently doing so, but not without heaving a deep, put-upon sigh of protest.

9.13: Danny asks if he has to butter Grace’s pancakes like she’s six and Grace says “yeah”, probably mostly to postpone actually having to eat the pancakes just a little longer, and Steve complains that Danny never butters his pancakes. Now, A) this strongly implies that Danny with some regularity makes Steve pancakes, which, seeing as this is usually seen as a breakfast food, is potentially interesting, and B) it’s such a silly, childish complaint, gosh, and I love that Steve feels silly enough to voice something like that. Also, C) do you see the way he’s leaning his head on his arm and smiling and seemingly content to just stare at Danny with fond eyes as Danny butters Grace’s pancakes before the phone goes off and interrupts this little domestic dream? Good Lord, Steven. [Not pictured from 9.13, but nonetheless relevant: Steve making a grab for a pancake the moment Danny puts the plate down in front of Grace and getting his hand slapped away by Danny; Steve being asked by Grace to get Danny out of the house for a few hours and trying to negotiate a deal that would leave him in the possession of at least one pancake as payment for this favor, but getting interrupted by Danny’s return to the room before he can close the deal.]

9.15: Steve, a grown man with money who could make or buy his own pancakes wherever and whenever he wants, comes over to check on Danny and Rachel, basically asks for the dirt, and then tells Danny that he should make him food if he wants him to keep his mouth shut while Danny talks. Specifically, Danny should make pancakes. With bananas. And! Some chocolate chips. It’s totally not a bribe though; this is just what Steve is owed after Danny so callously kept him from the Danny-pancakes two episodes earlier. (And then Danny acts somewhat annoyed and stares around the room for a bit and goes “fine” and heads in the direction of the kitchen to make Steve those pancakes, meaning Steve’s evil plan totally worked.)

So anyway, Steve loves pancakes. Pancakes definitely make Steve think of Danny. Steve keeps chasing Danny’s pancakes, which could be because they’re the best, or just because they involve Danny as well as pancakes, which in the end would still mean they’re inevitably the best, probably. Season 9 Steve has reached a point in life where he’ll pretty much just show up on Danny’s doorstep unannounced and demand a very specific order of pancakes (which I love), and more impressively, Danny hardly even starts complaining before he gives in. (Danny definitely likes making Steve a good meal and watching him eat it with genuine excitement - in 8.10, in the restaurant bit of Danny’s hallucination, the food he literally fed Steve from a fork he was holding was not a pancake, but happy hallucination!Steve was full of praise and enthusiasm for it anyway, which tells us something about Danny’s mind.)

tl;dr: You know how they say the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach? Yeah.

[hekate1308]

A Series of Accidents

Happy belated birthday, @fangirling-airi-style!!!

Based on my own gifset, because well - that’s how my brain works. 

In Which Dean and Cas (accidentally) adopt Satan Jr. Enjoy!

It’s an accident, really.

Well, adopting Lucifer’s kid is.

Taking him to the bunker is a given.

What else are they going to do? Chuck the kid into the streets and hope some non-satanist finds him? Take him to child services when every demon on the planet will be eagerly looking for him?

So, yeah, they take Satan Jr. to the bunker with them, because that’s the only thing they can do. Kelly died, just breathing long enough to see her son and whisper “I love you”, the failure to save yet another life on their shoulders.

At least they got rid of Dagon, or Crowley did.

Hey, he saw Lucifer’s kid and didn’t immediately try to kill it, so that’s a plus too.

They already know they’ll need Rowena to block the little guy’s powers.

And a car seat, Dean thinks, Sam sitting next to him, Cas holding the child in the back. A proper one, like we had for Bobby-John. Oh God, and baby food. Wait, does he even need to –

“What do nephilim eat?” he asks.

“They are not different from human infants in their development” Cas informs them.

Yep. Baby food it is.

Dean groans.

“What are we even doing?”

“Protecting an innocent” Cas answers.

Their eyes meet in the rear view mirror and something strange stirs in Dean’s gut.

“Dean, the road”.

Trust Sam to ruin the moment.

“We should give him a name” Cas announces when they are back at the bunker.

“Matthew” Dean answers immediately. He was the one holding Kelly’s hand. He remembers her frantic stammering during the delivery.

“It was Kelly’s father’s name. She wanted it.”

Cas nods.

“Matthew.”

They don’t talk about his last name.

Yet.

Rowena shows up when they call, miracle of miracles, and performs the ritual, so they know Matt won’t fly off to do anything babies would do if they had superpowers. Whatever that is.

Dean’s got other things to think about anyway.

Because, as it turns out...

Caring for a baby, with Cas?

It’s surprisingly easy.

Dean has no idea why, but they settle into a pattern right from the get go.

Somehow, night shifts usually end up as him and Cas both being up to take care of Matt.

Cas is an angel of course, he doesn’t need to sleep, but Dean finds he’s much better rested if he gets to either see the little guy fed or do it himself. Even though he loses sleep.

He never said it made sense.

Neither does the fact that it becomes a common occurrence for him either falling asleep with Matt on Cas’ bed or Cas following him to his room to watch over him again.

And maybe that turns into more. Always sitting in the same booth in restaurants. Not even flinching when they are mistaken for a family in public. Just automatically reaching for Matt when Cas gets up from the sofa.  

And then comes the night when they’ve brought Matt to bed and Dean’s just feeling a little horny, and Cas is important and attractive and right there, and things... happen.

As he stated before.

It’s an accident.

He accidentally adopted a kid and got into an actual healthy relationship with his best friend, who’s using a very male vessel.

It could happen to anyone.

Dean doesn’t realize immediately though. It’s not his fault, okay? It has just all gone so well, felt so natural.

Eventually, even he can’t fail to comprehend what’s been going on, though.

“Oh my god” he says one day, about six months after Matt has joined them.

“What is it?” Sam asks.

As if this situation could not be any weirder, Dean’s actually having his revelation while eating a healthy breakfast and drinking water.

What? Cas keeps nagging him about his cholesterol levels.

“I’m a gay Dad. Like, super-gay. As in, Cas and I are raising a son together while doing the do gay.”

Sam blinks, slowly.

“Yes. I was aware of that. And I think, in your case, “bisexual” would be the appropriate –“

But Dean doesn’t have time for that.

He rushes out of the kitchen and finds Cas in the library, reading Dr. Seuss to Matt.

“I love you” he breathes.

“Sorry?” Cas asks, interrupting Matt’s story time. Not that he seems particularly upset.

I’ve told him a thousand times he doesn’t get the words yet. Must be Cas’ damn voice that’s so mesmerizing. Don’t I know it.

“I love you. Both of you. But, like – I love you. As in, I – I just love you, okay?”

“I’ve suspected it for a while” Cas deadpans.

“Oh? Tell me, Mr. smarty pants, when did you – “

Cas stands up and kisses him.

“I think Winchester is a perfectly acceptable last name.”

“You’d have to marry me” Dean says stupidly, extending his left index finger towards Matt, who grabs it eagerly.

His boy is getting strong.

“If you want, of course” he corrects himself. “And there’d be no official wedding, but I’m sure we can round up a few friends – “

Cas just kisses him again.

It’s answer enough.