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Gabriel turns up on Christmas morning with an injured angel and demands that the Winchesters summon Crowley, of all people, to fix him up. Dean is grumpy, Cas is confused and Sam is way too drunk for this. No one knows what’s going on.

You know the thing he does when he’s effortlessly flawless in a thing you thought you were, honestly, pretty good at? Imagine that happening to your parenting skills…And I can’t—It’s not his fault he’s perfect. The little ones deserve perfection, especially when perfection is within reach. 283 AC. Bare months had passed since the accidental death of Aerys II, and the first anniversary of King Rhaegar's accession looms close along with the delivery of an anxious Queen Dowager Rhaella's last child. Worried for the stresses of his queen mother in her pregnancy, the King sends out for the 'Tobi' that the Queen Dowager would accept no other substitute as her physician. To deliver the Stormborn, one would need a storm god.

He licks his lips, tasting paint, and imagines he can still taste the salt of his tears, even though he had scrubbed them off the night before, as if with them he could scrub away his grief, wash it away with his paint to mix with the muck of the city, forgotten. Giulietta and Tybalt's feline henchman have an encounter the day after Tybalt's death. Gen, although you could also read it as very subtextual post-slash if that's your thing. (Based on the recent Italian production of the Presgurvic musical.)

There's a thrill in combat, in the strike of steel on steel and Alex knows it well. Can the connection with a stranger be equally as thrilling? Can a second chance truly be a first chance for them to feel whole? Will they ever get the opportunity to find out? Like spring after winter, only time would tell. UPDATE: 2-25-2020 This is a project I have never, not once, ever completely given up on. I am so, SO glad. Thank you, Muses. For the twelve months of Christmas, I have gifts for all of you.For the twelve months of Christmas, I'm a masochist it's truuuuuuuuuue.A new Pyramid adventure,Moira and her knight and her mommy and Dragon at Disneylaaaaaaaaaaand,A return to magic and some old loves,

Sherlock Holmes was one of the best pilots in the Jaeger programme, but after enduring major trauma, he quit. Years later, he’s drawn back into the programme, even though he staunchly believes that he’s incompatible with anyone. However, Sherlock Holmes isn’t always right about everything.

A cute little Danvers sisters Pizza and Netflix night with a good old bit of SuperCorp subtext. FYI:Written in the happy bubble in which Mon-El does not exist.

No matter how many times he would escape, I’d still catch up to him in the end.