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Vriska Did Nothing Wrong

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call me mc! | any pronouns | 21 | chicane credit to @thatneoncrisis for my icon!!
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Sam: hey Cass! I made you a drivers licence to go with your truck. Kind of a tradition between me and Dean that when you first drive by yourself you get one with your real name. Well, I guess two people isn't much of a tradition, but, here! I know it's a bit late but, y'know, there was a lot going on.

Cas: thank you that's very.............[squints at the details] the name is wrong.

Sam: Oh, well, you needed a surname and I thought Winchester would be-

Cas: No, that's fine. But my name is Cas.

Sam: Yeah, I put Cass.

Cas: No, it's Cas. With one S. My name is Castiel. Can you not- do you not know how to spell my name? Sam, if you need to borrow Jack's reading books, you just need to ask him, he'd be happy to help you.

Sam: Wh- dude I know how to spell! But we've been spelling your name as Cass-two-Ss this entire time. That's how you spell Cass!

Cas: We? As in, both of you? And - not Bobby surely? He knew how to spell my name?

Sam: Look, look, look I can prove it. [Pulls out his Blackberry that he's kept since 2009 and scrolls up a text chain with Dean] Look, "CASS said we're all boned." That's like two days after he met you.

Cas: I- this is...ah I understand. You faked this. You're doing a prank on me. Some sort of Gabriel-esque unreality game. I will not be fooled again, as I was when you showed me the video of "house hippos". Well played, Sam, but not well enough.

Sam: I'm not- urgh, [calling out] DEAN

Dean [yelling back from the kitchen] YEAH?

Sam: HOW DO YOU SPELL CASS? ONE S OR TWO?

Dean: HOW LONG HAVE YOU KNOWN HIM, MAN? IT RHYMES WITH ASS. TWO.

Sam: see? And Dean gave you that name so really, he's the authority. You're Cass.

Cas:

Sam:

Cas:

Sam:

Cass, resigned: our partnership has been built on a foundation of misunderstanding and foolishness. But still we must endure. Thank you for the card. Samm.

Samm: You're welcome. Hey. Did you just feel like a, reverberation in the universe? Like something small but significant has changed?

Cass: No.

Samm: Ah, that's a relief.

Deen: HEY EVERYBODY, COME GET SOME LUNCH.

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Broadway Musical

Broadway Musical by Griftings Rating: M (light) Word Count: 12,400 Summary: This is the day that marked the Holy and Blessed Union of Dean Winchester and Jo Harvelle.  The merging of prominent bloodlines is always a grand occurrence, but breeding pedigree hunter families like Winchester and Harvelle is something to be rejoiced. It is also something to be meticulously planned, which thankfully the Host is very good at.  Or, the romantic comedy where Dean Winchester and Jo Harvelle are destined to get married, Castiel is given the task of playing matchmaker and fails terribly, the entire Heavenly Host becomes a sitcom audience, God warns against male pregnancy, and Jimmy Novak is incredibly unimpressed with angels in general. 

Ah, they don’t write fics like this anymore! Here we have the Heavenly Host actively meddling with human lives and gloriously bickering among themselves. The author’s summary describes the main story pretty well, so, the only thing I could add is - this fic is jawbreakingly hilarious! Starting with clueless relationship advice from all my favorite angels, to Jimmy’s deadpan comments, to Cas’ earnest attempts to ensure “fornification” between Jo and Dean, every sentence here is a crackfic gold. Enjoy!

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isabeljkim

So I sold a book and also uh. Tv rights. Ok it was three books. Normal amount of books. In a seven figure six house auction to Tor. So that’s cool. I’m normal about this. (I am so excited)

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ontploffing
🐣 Washington 2: Anyone up for helping me figure out why I’m experiencing tip-of-the-toungueism?
﷽ rude 413: !healthbot;
🤖 Actually a Bot: If you believe you are experiencing a physical problem, please contact your warranty supplier.
🐣 Washington 2: Nono it’s not that; I think it’s software
🐣 Washington 2: I’m trying to recall a memory, and the pointers are there for the memory, but the memory isn’t.

An AI’s memories are intermittently going missing, and so they turn to a chatroom for advice. ~2500 words.

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why is it always "you have an infestation" and "oh my god why are you covered in lesions" and never "how is the wasp's nest in your attic? is it nice? does it thrum with life and malice? does it sing that you are beautiful, that you are a home, that you can be fully consumed by what loves you?"

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