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    Sam was prepared for anything Dean wanted him to do – except become a real.

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    20 Jan 2018

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    The ocean was vast. Vaster than the highways and plains which had seemed to stretch to infinity when he first walked out from Freak Camp’s walls, because for the first time Sam had an uninterrupted view of the horizon , that line dividing water from sky, cutting between and sealing the boundary between them. He couldn’t even begin to estimate how many miles stretched between him and that line, because the more he moved toward it, the further it would recede. It was easy to believe then that the ocean really was infinite . That was simpler, easier to grasp than the idea of more oceans, continents dwarfing the one that lay behind him, and the countless people dwelling in them, beyond what his eye could see.

    Sam wasn’t aware of beginning to shiver with his arms crossed tight over his chest, until Dean stepped close, enough that Sam could feel the warmth of Dean’s chest against his back, solid and reassuring. Slowly, Dean wrapped his arms over Sam’s, pulling him back and holding without confining.

    Sam let out a long, shaky exhale, feeling himself unwind. He was not alone, even in the vastness of the world. Dean was with him and never letting go.

    They stayed there for a few more minutes. Sam was more at peace than he had ever been or thought he could be, feeling the steady beat of Dean’s heart against his back, but he felt something should be said, some acknowledgement that Dean had given him this day, Dean had given him everything, and grateful was too hollow and weak a word.

    “You’re right,” he said at last. “I couldn’t have imagined this.”

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    Once, on a dull night off, Liam tries asking Google on a whim. He stares at the blinking cursor in the search bar for a while, trying to figure out how to phrase it, because something tells him "why does my mate like it when I hit him" won't bring up a lot of helpful results.

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    24 Oct 2017

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    "I think - there's something wrong. With Harry's memory," Louis says, and someone mutes the TV.

    (or: Harry wakes up in a reality in which he and Louis are very much together. Which is pretty awesome. Or - it would be. If Harry could remember any of it).

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    15 Oct 2017

  4. Rec 48

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    In which Liam and Louis mix it up a bit — you know, in bed.

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    21 Aug 2017

    Bookmarker's Notes

    Liam, who Louis was hung up on for so long and so obviously that Harry had started naming the facial expressions he used to look at Liam. Liam who was probably straight and then definitely not straight and then curled around Louis every night, holding onto him like he was afraid Louis might try to leave—like that wasn’t the most ridiculous most absurd thing in the world.

    Liam, who he loves so much it makes his chest hurt sometimes.

  5. Public Bookmark *

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    Harry accidentally buys a ring that gives him special sex powers. It’s terribly confusing for everyone involved.

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    30 May 2017

    Bookmarker's Notes

    “That’s not playing fair,” Harry says, “cos all cardigans are sex cardigans.”