The longer you spend in his company, the less you care about what the answers are.

Tang Fan finds a grey hair.

Sam didn't need his gun, or Ruby's knife or Cas' blade tonight. He had the power running through his veins to end it all tonight. This sacrifice would be the most righteous thing the demons he drained could ever do. Killing Lilith, avenging his brother, tabula rasa.

Khonshu and his avatar have a weird little moment on a rooftop. (Not for the first time and not for the last.)

A podfic of "Pack Mentality"

Five lone wolves do not make a pack. Unless they do.

No inch of his bared skin is a revelation to Tang Fan, but stripping before him still feels like an unveiling, marital. A deification of the profane.

May tries not to think about everything Jasmine does for her.

Kisse he me with the cos of his mouth.
For thi tetis ben betere than wyn, and yyuen odour with beste oynementis.
 

Richard and Anne make out in the bath.

Diarmuid and the mute make a bed in the wilderness.

Jeff's used to playing with Richie; they've done it since they were 17. He signs a contract with Philly thinking he'll win a Cup there, with Richie. Then they're traded away from each other - and it turns out, that's just the beginning. The sweep, the trade, the SECOND trade, and what happens after.