[glovered]

I don't know about you guys, but I cannot stop thinking about Batcave fic. Bathrobe and fancy aged liquor and possible bubble bath and stacks of books and secret doors etc!

Please prompt and write/art. I want to make more batcave stick figure art and stuff.

Comments

[rbmi_fan]

That sounds like the premise to an awesome novel-length 'sequel' to SPN. (Which I will not write, nope. I have enough novel-length WIPs on my harddrive *looks meaningfully at everyone else*)

[sparrow_lately]

Author's note: this is the fluffiest fluff that ever did fluff.One day, Sam thinks, the phrase “we’re getting too old for this” will, you know, actually mean something. Right now, though, it’s immaterial, because as surely as he had coaxed Dean into letting him nurse a scrawny gray kitten he’d found under Caleb’s porch back to health back in the early spring of 1989, so Dean has become attached to the kid. Which Sam can’t exactly begrudge him, because she is a cute little thing, and she won’t let go of Dean for the world

[sparrow_lately]

At the police station, Kiddo clings to Dean all the more fiercely, while various cops inform Sam that no child missing her description has been declared missing. There are noises about CPS and emergency foster care, but when a soft-faced woman in a pantsuit moves to take Kiddo from Dean, she lets out a little whimper-the first sound she’s made in hours-and curls further into him. Dean doesn’t even appear to realize he’s tightening his arms around her, drawing her in, blocking her view of the big, scary police station

[sparrow_lately]

They make up an extra bed as best they can, adding the least musky blankets and, at Dean’s insistence, lining the side of the bed with extra pillows. “So she doesn’t roll out of bed, Sam,” says Dean, like this is the most obvious thing in the entire world. “I used to do this for you whenever we weren’t sharing a bed, don’t you remember

[sparrow_lately]

“We’ve got trouble,” Garth says, accepting a coffee from Sam. Kiddo is installed in her room with three or four books full of animal pictures, and Dean, Sam, and Garth are holed up in the little kitchen, the lightness of the moment in the library rapidly dissipating as Garth explains what’s found, in his magical Garth-way, about Kiddo

[sparrow_lately]

Nat follows Dean around everywhere. She tries to mimic the way he stands. She asks him what his job is, and when he offhandedly answers that he’s a superhero something in Sam’s heart does a somersault, but Nat’s eyes go wide and she whispers “Really“Sure thing, really,” says Sam lightly, and Nat grins like a lunatic

[rightfootred]

You're telling me you did this just TODAY.

Who are you and can I have your brain please ok good. (I want to actually review this too, btw).

[strgazr04]

Wow. This is one of the sweetest, most touching fics I have ever read. Certainly the most touching comment fic I've ever read. You fleshed all three characters out so well. I can picture Dean exactly how Sam describes him, finding someone small and needy to take care of again. I also love tutor!Sam (as well as jealouslittlebrother!Sam) very much. Is there any chance at all you would consider turning this into a verse or at the very least writing a sequel? I'd absolutely love to see the boys with Nat as she ages. I'm just waiting for the story of when she plays hairdresser with Sam and tag with Dean all over the batcave. I can see the boys rediscovering their bond by remembering their childhood days through Nat. :D

[lightthesparks]

My heart, it is not big enough to express all the love for this fic. ALL THE FEELINGS! I'm going to go stalk your fic masterlist now. <3

[dolphinchic]

That was simply adorable.

[canonisrelative]

I died a little bit. Caretaker!Dean is <3<3<3 and seeing it all through Dam's eyes was perfect.