5Acts
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+ Post a list of your five favorite acts/kinks to read about. Check out this list if you need some inspiration. At the bottom of your post, add what fandoms/pairings you're interested in.
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+ Post a list of your five favorite acts/kinks to read about. Check out this list if you need some inspiration. At the bottom of your post, add what fandoms/pairings you're interested in.
+ Read other people's lists; the master list of lists is here.
+ Post comment-fic based off of other people's interests.
Okay so...totally new at this. But ( Read more... )
“How about we get a snack? Maybe some of those Chocolate Cheerios you like so much?” She giggles and makes grabby hands at Dean so she’ll pick her up. He does, of course he never denies his princess anything. “We won’t tell papa ok?”
“What are we not telling papa?” Castiel questions, magically appearing out of his work room as if he were summoned.
“Nothing. We tell papa everything, don’t we sweetheart?”
Their daughter pats Dean’s face and looks at him woefully as if to say ‘you tried daddy, but papa is too smart’.
“You cannot have a snack at this time, Dean. It will ruin her dinner,” Castiel chastises. He is forever lecturing Dean on how good eating habits are learned early in life.
“Yeah Cas, I got it,” he replies, then turns to his daughter and says, “Papa’s a party-pooper. Can you say party-pooper?”
“I’m making burgers for dinner.”
“It’s possible we judged papa a little too quickly. Maybe we should wait for dinner.”
She pouts petulantly. Castiel raises an eyebrow in response and Dean denies that she picked that mannerism up from him.
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