Sunstorm (9/25)
Title: Sunstorm (9/25)
Author: scyllaya
Rating: PG-13
Characters and/or Pairing: Gabriel/Dean, OCs
Spoilers: pagan world AU, so only know who Gabriel is.
Warnings: some cursing
Word Count: ~ 2600 (this chapter)
Disclaimer: All names and characters in this story belong to CW/WB and Kripke. I’m making no profit. It’s just for fun! Don’t sue me! =D
Summary: Deandalon was not one of the great gods, there was probably nothing that made him any different from the thousands of lesser gods that walked the mortal world, but the day the sky broke open with dazzling golden light and they all thought the Sun fell to the ground only he stayed behind and dared to go to the burning bright archangel.
AN: Un-betad, sorry for that. Ignore my mistakes please!
The chosen theme song for this fanfiction is Two Steps From Hell’s brilliant piece ‘Operation Sandstorm’.
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Chapter Nine
Dean woke up grudgingly. He was too tired and too comfortable to actually move an inch, but awareness already reached his mind so he couldn't go back to sleep. That didn't mean that he couldn't stay lying in the warmth for the unforeseeable future. Not like he had anything urgent to do. He knew that he was in his own home, so he was safe.
One of the perks of being a demigod was that he could actually get drunk but his body regenerated quickly enough not to have a hangover. Their trip to town began as an exercise for Gabriel to learn how to act and behave among humans, but in the end it was just a night of drinking. Dean blamed the angel for the amount of alcohol he consumed because he just couldn't get the bloody bastard to get drunk, and it was not that he didn't drink, on the contrary the archangel followed Dean's lead perfectly and drank every time the demigod put something in front of him, he just didn't get drunk. Gabriel told him that he seemingly had a very high tolerance of alcohol. Not like that discouraged Dean one bit, he stuck to beer while he made the angel drink whiskey. He was sure that he managed to get him at least a little tipsy by the end of the night, but as he himself was almost too drunk to walk in the end some details faded.
Food was another interesting matter. Again the angel didn't want to eat first as he had “no need of sustenance”, but Dean just gave him his now usual “one of the many” speech that was always the magic key when he wanted the angel to go along with something. Dean loved the food they served at the Green Man and enjoyed his meal but Gabriel was less than enthusiastic and none of the food seemed to be to his liking. Dean again didn't want to give up immediately so he got him to try several things even if the angel was not impressed by anything really. It seemed like food was not something Dean could convince to be a good and enjoyable thing, but then a very surprised noise escaped Gabriel's lips and he looked positively pleased when Dean looked up at him. The culprit was a toffee-apple and the god laughed in delight because of course he should've started with the sweet things, children liked that most as well and considering that the archangel never ate before he knew food as much as kids did. He couldn't really get too much dessert for him at the Green Man, but Gabriel seemed completely content with the bowl of hazels and nuts covered in honey the barmaid made for him. Dean decided to get him later some caramel and blancmange Patrick really liked as a kid, maybe some pastries too.
Dean wasn't surprised that he got as drunk as he did; it always happened if he talked about his family, if he could call them that at all. He never met his father, didn't know who he was and he only knew stories of his powerful mother, but just telling Gabriel about her made Dean miserable. He was almost sure that he even reached the level where he started to talk about how he was not like Hephaestus; it was always the signal that he was way too drunk when he insisted on that. Because ok they both were tossed down by their powerful mothers but there were no more similarities between them. He vaguely recalled Gabriel telling him at one point that: 'No Dean, of course you're not an ugly, limping blacksmith.'
All in all he didn't feel as bad as he normally did after a night of drinking away the memories of his origin. He figured that introducing Gabriel to the pleasures of good food and alcohol distracted him successfully, he definitely had to introduce him to all the other enjoyable things one could do on Earth, and since all gods were famous of luxuriating in all pleasures the world could offer he had a perfectly legitimate reason if Gabriel asked him why it was important for him to get to know these things. He was actually looking forward to it now, because there were things that were sweeter than honey and the angel definitely had to see that being down here in this world could be good too.
Dean stretched and only now that his mind was getting rid of the last traces of sleep did he notice that he fell asleep in his clothes, that didn't happen often. He really got embarrassingly drunk then. He also noticed that his head laid on something harder than his own pillow so he finally opened his eyes and moved to sit up.
'Oh you're awake' and Gabriel's voice sounded to be way too close. Dean sat up quickly and blinked a few times. The archangel was sitting on the bed with his back to the wall and as the demigod took in both of their position he was sure that a second ago he had his head in the angel's lap. He tried to recall the last hours of the previous night but he failed.
'Why was I sleeping on you?' he asked instead, because that was undoubtedly the most pressing question.
'You were not in the condition to get back to the valley on your own so I brought you back, but when I wanted to leave you were annoyingly insistent that I stay and I didn't see the point in arguing with you' he said simply.
'Did I try to prove that I'm a very good host?' he asked.
'Repeatedly' Gabriel answered and after that Dean knew himself enough to imagine how their conversation went.
'But scamp you really could've just shoved me off when I passed out on you' Dean told him, but the angel shrugged.
'Not like I had anywhere to go and I didn't want to wake you' he supplied.
'You couldn't possibly sleep sitting here like this' Dean said.
'I don't sleep.'
'Oh... good to know' Dean said, but he was still surprised a little, surely anyone else would've minded being used as a pillow by a blind drunk demigod. Gabriel seemed completely unfazed, but then again he had probably no idea what counted as usual or unusual behavior. Easy to test. He shifted on the bed and leaned closer to the angel and he only stopped when their faces were only inches away. Gabriel didn't move just stared at him questioningly, obviously not bothered by the proximity at all.
'Well I definitely keep this one in mind' he said out loud and that caused Gabriel to frown at him. 'Not important' he told him, he was about to move away when a sweet scent caught his nose and he recognized it after a moment with a slight surprise. 'You smell like honey' he observed
'Is that some sort of “figure of speech” again?' Gabriel asked and Dean huffed out a laugh.
'No, you literally smell like honey' he told him. 'Did you bring some back?' Realization appeared on Gabriel's face.
'I did' he admitted. 'But there's no more left.' And his tone really made Dean laugh out loud as he finally drew back from the angel and stood up from the bed. It was like the sweets offended him by running out.
'Oh I swear I can't wait to find the next thing you'll like' he said. 'But as amusing as that would be we still have many things to do.'
'What is next?' Gabriel asked as he stood up from the bed.
'Next is deciding what kind of god you want to be' Dean said. 'That defines a lot. The powers you can openly use, the way humans and gods will look at you... and your name. That has to fit too.'
'I don't want humans to see me as a god' Gabriel said.
'But that's--'
'I mean that I don't want to be worshipped as a god. I don't want them to pray to me, I don't want offerings, sacrifices, statues, temples... none of it. And that is final' he added like he expected an argument over his decision.
'All right' Dean nodded. 'It would be too conspicuous anyway and being worshipped is not necessary for your disguise.' Gabriel's shoulders visibly relaxed at Dean's words. He probably thought that he would be told that it was again something that needed to be done. 'That also narrows down the possibilities because humans pray to most gods for their help.'
'You are not worshipped' Gabriel said.
'Well yes, but I'm just a trickster.'
'That sounds like a good option to me' the angel told him. Dean just stared at him in surprise for long moments.
'But why would you be one?' Dean asked incredulously. 'Even with limiting your power you are as strong as the great gods, you can be so much more than some despised little trickster.'
'I have been giving it some thought since you and Creide told me that this was the best way to hide and I decided that I can't change my true nature completely so I have to be something that I already am at some level.'
'That's good' Dean agreed. 'Then you can be a wargod, you said you are a warrior.'
'Humans pray to wargods for their aid in battle, warriors make offerings for their help' Gabriel replied. 'And I won't be a sungod either if that is your next suggestion.'
'No sungods are always worshipped' Dean said. 'But what is it that makes you a trickster? Cause that's what you said, something you already are?' Dean asked.
'I am the Angel of Judgment' Gabriel said, his tone sure and proud as he uttered the words, maybe he even straightened up a little saying it.
'Good. Be a god of justice then' Dean told him.
'Then people would pray to me to punish those who have hurt them' Gabriel said. 'No one worships you, and all tricksters are different, I would be free to do what I chose and I would not be bound to a certain task all other gods would expect of me.'
Gabriel's words made sense, but it was still rather unimaginable for Dean to see the angel as a god of havoc, chaos or mischief.
'You're right but... do you actually think that you're good for that role?' Dean asked. 'Because no offense, but you are so not a trickster-type.'
'I think I made a good enough job turning the Giants against each other when my Father ordered me to raise chaos among them' the angel told him sternly with a hard look.
'Judgment' Dean repeated. 'You want to be that kind of a trickster? Punishing the wicked?' he asked and Gabriel nodded. Dean looked at him for long moments considering his words with a thoughtful expression on his face.
'Huh' he crossed his arms over his chest. 'That I can actually see in you' he concluded and was a bit surprised about saying that but he really could. And he most definitely would not be worshipped by humans that way, it would also put him in-between the gods and spirits. He would not be expected to bow to any of the great gods either, some would maybe look down on him but he would be strong enough to make them think twice before doing anything hasty or openly challenging him.
'I'm surprised to say this but this is the best option' he admitted. 'You would be one of the gods, but remain an outsider nonetheless. You could always do as you please and you would not be expected to follow any other god's lead. You could stay among humans or even spirits and it would not seem unusual. Even Puck or I could show ourselves in your presence and not for a second would anyone see it as odd. It's perfect' he finished. Gabriel almost seemed smug for a second.
'Then we are in agreement about this?' Gabriel asked.
'Oh yes we are' grinned Dean. 'I get cleaned up and then we can start figuring out what powers you can use as one of us.'
It took approximately five minutes for them to realize that there was nothing Dean could do to help Gabriel in mapping out what powers he could use as he knew nothing of what angels were capable of. And also because there was no rule about what abilities tricksters had as they really were all somewhat different. Gabriel already learnt during Puck's games that he could use a considerable amount of his powers without revealing his true identity. The question was only how to use it.
He never had to do anything but fight openly or manipulate the elements on Earth when a punishment was in order, and he never changed anything on his own vessel when he had to take one beyond making it invisible when he couldn't be seen by humans on his Father's orders. He told as much to the demigod.
'Invisibility' Dean smiled. 'That's good. That can go on the list. If you can make yourself disappear can you also look like someone else? Like Puck can?' Dean asked. Gabriel thought about it, it was not something he has ever done as there was never need for it. He looked at Dean for a long second taking in all the details of his physical appearance. Body height, weight, shape, colors of skin, hair eyes, lips, the wavelength of his voice, his own vessel he already knew down to the smallest cell. So he changed what was different with a thought.
'Whoa' Dean exclaimed. 'That was fast, no need for practicing for you, eh?' he laughed.
'I told you that I can bend time and space at will' Gabriel told him, he just never had to use his grace this way.
'You can shift then perfectly, most tricksters can' Dean said. 'Does that mean that you can change others too?'
'Humans?' Gabriel asked. 'Certainly not as only my vessel has given me permission to use his body.'
'Fine... uh... you know what this won't take us anywhere' Dean said. 'I don't know what you can do and you don't know what most tricksters usually do. We need to do this differently.'
'And what do you suggest?' Gabriel asked. Dean thought about it for a second.
'I suggest a little trip' he said finally. 'We just hit the road and do what we please, and you can learn everything you need on the way, get a taste of what it's like to be a trickster.'
Gabriel's vessel changed back to its original shape.
'Since we can't do this in theory a chain of specific situations would be perfect to give me the sufficient starting points.'
'We can just stick our heads together when something needs to be done. I can get a main idea and you know your power and can decide if you can do it or not. Or if you want to do something I can tell you if it fits a trickster's way or not.'
'Are you certain that you want to leave the valley for a longer amount of time?' Gabriel asked.
'I'm only talking about a few weeks' Dean said. 'I'm sure the valley will be here when we get back.'
'All right' Gabriel nodded. 'This seems to be the best course of action.'
'Brilliant' Dean grinned. 'I need to settle some things then, but we can get going even tomorrow.'
'I finish translating the last Enochian spells for Creide then' Gabriel said. 'You can find me at her house when you are done' he said and he was gone in the next blink. Dean headed back towards his hideout as well. This was going to be interesting to say the least and he certainly had to prepare for everything.
Chapter Ten >>>
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I feel like I'm writing filler chapters as not much is happening but I always have that feeling with some chapters of longer fics.
Please leave a comment, I'm dying for some feedback here :D
Follow me on Twitter: @Scyllaya
Author: scyllaya
Rating: PG-13
Characters and/or Pairing: Gabriel/Dean, OCs
Spoilers: pagan world AU, so only know who Gabriel is.
Warnings: some cursing
Word Count: ~ 2600 (this chapter)
Disclaimer: All names and characters in this story belong to CW/WB and Kripke. I’m making no profit. It’s just for fun! Don’t sue me! =D
Summary: Deandalon was not one of the great gods, there was probably nothing that made him any different from the thousands of lesser gods that walked the mortal world, but the day the sky broke open with dazzling golden light and they all thought the Sun fell to the ground only he stayed behind and dared to go to the burning bright archangel.
AN: Un-betad, sorry for that. Ignore my mistakes please!
The chosen theme song for this fanfiction is Two Steps From Hell’s brilliant piece ‘Operation Sandstorm’.
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Chapter Nine
Dean woke up grudgingly. He was too tired and too comfortable to actually move an inch, but awareness already reached his mind so he couldn't go back to sleep. That didn't mean that he couldn't stay lying in the warmth for the unforeseeable future. Not like he had anything urgent to do. He knew that he was in his own home, so he was safe.
One of the perks of being a demigod was that he could actually get drunk but his body regenerated quickly enough not to have a hangover. Their trip to town began as an exercise for Gabriel to learn how to act and behave among humans, but in the end it was just a night of drinking. Dean blamed the angel for the amount of alcohol he consumed because he just couldn't get the bloody bastard to get drunk, and it was not that he didn't drink, on the contrary the archangel followed Dean's lead perfectly and drank every time the demigod put something in front of him, he just didn't get drunk. Gabriel told him that he seemingly had a very high tolerance of alcohol. Not like that discouraged Dean one bit, he stuck to beer while he made the angel drink whiskey. He was sure that he managed to get him at least a little tipsy by the end of the night, but as he himself was almost too drunk to walk in the end some details faded.
Food was another interesting matter. Again the angel didn't want to eat first as he had “no need of sustenance”, but Dean just gave him his now usual “one of the many” speech that was always the magic key when he wanted the angel to go along with something. Dean loved the food they served at the Green Man and enjoyed his meal but Gabriel was less than enthusiastic and none of the food seemed to be to his liking. Dean again didn't want to give up immediately so he got him to try several things even if the angel was not impressed by anything really. It seemed like food was not something Dean could convince to be a good and enjoyable thing, but then a very surprised noise escaped Gabriel's lips and he looked positively pleased when Dean looked up at him. The culprit was a toffee-apple and the god laughed in delight because of course he should've started with the sweet things, children liked that most as well and considering that the archangel never ate before he knew food as much as kids did. He couldn't really get too much dessert for him at the Green Man, but Gabriel seemed completely content with the bowl of hazels and nuts covered in honey the barmaid made for him. Dean decided to get him later some caramel and blancmange Patrick really liked as a kid, maybe some pastries too.
Dean wasn't surprised that he got as drunk as he did; it always happened if he talked about his family, if he could call them that at all. He never met his father, didn't know who he was and he only knew stories of his powerful mother, but just telling Gabriel about her made Dean miserable. He was almost sure that he even reached the level where he started to talk about how he was not like Hephaestus; it was always the signal that he was way too drunk when he insisted on that. Because ok they both were tossed down by their powerful mothers but there were no more similarities between them. He vaguely recalled Gabriel telling him at one point that: 'No Dean, of course you're not an ugly, limping blacksmith.'
All in all he didn't feel as bad as he normally did after a night of drinking away the memories of his origin. He figured that introducing Gabriel to the pleasures of good food and alcohol distracted him successfully, he definitely had to introduce him to all the other enjoyable things one could do on Earth, and since all gods were famous of luxuriating in all pleasures the world could offer he had a perfectly legitimate reason if Gabriel asked him why it was important for him to get to know these things. He was actually looking forward to it now, because there were things that were sweeter than honey and the angel definitely had to see that being down here in this world could be good too.
Dean stretched and only now that his mind was getting rid of the last traces of sleep did he notice that he fell asleep in his clothes, that didn't happen often. He really got embarrassingly drunk then. He also noticed that his head laid on something harder than his own pillow so he finally opened his eyes and moved to sit up.
'Oh you're awake' and Gabriel's voice sounded to be way too close. Dean sat up quickly and blinked a few times. The archangel was sitting on the bed with his back to the wall and as the demigod took in both of their position he was sure that a second ago he had his head in the angel's lap. He tried to recall the last hours of the previous night but he failed.
'Why was I sleeping on you?' he asked instead, because that was undoubtedly the most pressing question.
'You were not in the condition to get back to the valley on your own so I brought you back, but when I wanted to leave you were annoyingly insistent that I stay and I didn't see the point in arguing with you' he said simply.
'Did I try to prove that I'm a very good host?' he asked.
'Repeatedly' Gabriel answered and after that Dean knew himself enough to imagine how their conversation went.
'But scamp you really could've just shoved me off when I passed out on you' Dean told him, but the angel shrugged.
'Not like I had anywhere to go and I didn't want to wake you' he supplied.
'You couldn't possibly sleep sitting here like this' Dean said.
'I don't sleep.'
'Oh... good to know' Dean said, but he was still surprised a little, surely anyone else would've minded being used as a pillow by a blind drunk demigod. Gabriel seemed completely unfazed, but then again he had probably no idea what counted as usual or unusual behavior. Easy to test. He shifted on the bed and leaned closer to the angel and he only stopped when their faces were only inches away. Gabriel didn't move just stared at him questioningly, obviously not bothered by the proximity at all.
'Well I definitely keep this one in mind' he said out loud and that caused Gabriel to frown at him. 'Not important' he told him, he was about to move away when a sweet scent caught his nose and he recognized it after a moment with a slight surprise. 'You smell like honey' he observed
'Is that some sort of “figure of speech” again?' Gabriel asked and Dean huffed out a laugh.
'No, you literally smell like honey' he told him. 'Did you bring some back?' Realization appeared on Gabriel's face.
'I did' he admitted. 'But there's no more left.' And his tone really made Dean laugh out loud as he finally drew back from the angel and stood up from the bed. It was like the sweets offended him by running out.
'Oh I swear I can't wait to find the next thing you'll like' he said. 'But as amusing as that would be we still have many things to do.'
'What is next?' Gabriel asked as he stood up from the bed.
'Next is deciding what kind of god you want to be' Dean said. 'That defines a lot. The powers you can openly use, the way humans and gods will look at you... and your name. That has to fit too.'
'I don't want humans to see me as a god' Gabriel said.
'But that's--'
'I mean that I don't want to be worshipped as a god. I don't want them to pray to me, I don't want offerings, sacrifices, statues, temples... none of it. And that is final' he added like he expected an argument over his decision.
'All right' Dean nodded. 'It would be too conspicuous anyway and being worshipped is not necessary for your disguise.' Gabriel's shoulders visibly relaxed at Dean's words. He probably thought that he would be told that it was again something that needed to be done. 'That also narrows down the possibilities because humans pray to most gods for their help.'
'You are not worshipped' Gabriel said.
'Well yes, but I'm just a trickster.'
'That sounds like a good option to me' the angel told him. Dean just stared at him in surprise for long moments.
'But why would you be one?' Dean asked incredulously. 'Even with limiting your power you are as strong as the great gods, you can be so much more than some despised little trickster.'
'I have been giving it some thought since you and Creide told me that this was the best way to hide and I decided that I can't change my true nature completely so I have to be something that I already am at some level.'
'That's good' Dean agreed. 'Then you can be a wargod, you said you are a warrior.'
'Humans pray to wargods for their aid in battle, warriors make offerings for their help' Gabriel replied. 'And I won't be a sungod either if that is your next suggestion.'
'No sungods are always worshipped' Dean said. 'But what is it that makes you a trickster? Cause that's what you said, something you already are?' Dean asked.
'I am the Angel of Judgment' Gabriel said, his tone sure and proud as he uttered the words, maybe he even straightened up a little saying it.
'Good. Be a god of justice then' Dean told him.
'Then people would pray to me to punish those who have hurt them' Gabriel said. 'No one worships you, and all tricksters are different, I would be free to do what I chose and I would not be bound to a certain task all other gods would expect of me.'
Gabriel's words made sense, but it was still rather unimaginable for Dean to see the angel as a god of havoc, chaos or mischief.
'You're right but... do you actually think that you're good for that role?' Dean asked. 'Because no offense, but you are so not a trickster-type.'
'I think I made a good enough job turning the Giants against each other when my Father ordered me to raise chaos among them' the angel told him sternly with a hard look.
'Judgment' Dean repeated. 'You want to be that kind of a trickster? Punishing the wicked?' he asked and Gabriel nodded. Dean looked at him for long moments considering his words with a thoughtful expression on his face.
'Huh' he crossed his arms over his chest. 'That I can actually see in you' he concluded and was a bit surprised about saying that but he really could. And he most definitely would not be worshipped by humans that way, it would also put him in-between the gods and spirits. He would not be expected to bow to any of the great gods either, some would maybe look down on him but he would be strong enough to make them think twice before doing anything hasty or openly challenging him.
'I'm surprised to say this but this is the best option' he admitted. 'You would be one of the gods, but remain an outsider nonetheless. You could always do as you please and you would not be expected to follow any other god's lead. You could stay among humans or even spirits and it would not seem unusual. Even Puck or I could show ourselves in your presence and not for a second would anyone see it as odd. It's perfect' he finished. Gabriel almost seemed smug for a second.
'Then we are in agreement about this?' Gabriel asked.
'Oh yes we are' grinned Dean. 'I get cleaned up and then we can start figuring out what powers you can use as one of us.'
It took approximately five minutes for them to realize that there was nothing Dean could do to help Gabriel in mapping out what powers he could use as he knew nothing of what angels were capable of. And also because there was no rule about what abilities tricksters had as they really were all somewhat different. Gabriel already learnt during Puck's games that he could use a considerable amount of his powers without revealing his true identity. The question was only how to use it.
He never had to do anything but fight openly or manipulate the elements on Earth when a punishment was in order, and he never changed anything on his own vessel when he had to take one beyond making it invisible when he couldn't be seen by humans on his Father's orders. He told as much to the demigod.
'Invisibility' Dean smiled. 'That's good. That can go on the list. If you can make yourself disappear can you also look like someone else? Like Puck can?' Dean asked. Gabriel thought about it, it was not something he has ever done as there was never need for it. He looked at Dean for a long second taking in all the details of his physical appearance. Body height, weight, shape, colors of skin, hair eyes, lips, the wavelength of his voice, his own vessel he already knew down to the smallest cell. So he changed what was different with a thought.
'Whoa' Dean exclaimed. 'That was fast, no need for practicing for you, eh?' he laughed.
'I told you that I can bend time and space at will' Gabriel told him, he just never had to use his grace this way.
'You can shift then perfectly, most tricksters can' Dean said. 'Does that mean that you can change others too?'
'Humans?' Gabriel asked. 'Certainly not as only my vessel has given me permission to use his body.'
'Fine... uh... you know what this won't take us anywhere' Dean said. 'I don't know what you can do and you don't know what most tricksters usually do. We need to do this differently.'
'And what do you suggest?' Gabriel asked. Dean thought about it for a second.
'I suggest a little trip' he said finally. 'We just hit the road and do what we please, and you can learn everything you need on the way, get a taste of what it's like to be a trickster.'
Gabriel's vessel changed back to its original shape.
'Since we can't do this in theory a chain of specific situations would be perfect to give me the sufficient starting points.'
'We can just stick our heads together when something needs to be done. I can get a main idea and you know your power and can decide if you can do it or not. Or if you want to do something I can tell you if it fits a trickster's way or not.'
'Are you certain that you want to leave the valley for a longer amount of time?' Gabriel asked.
'I'm only talking about a few weeks' Dean said. 'I'm sure the valley will be here when we get back.'
'All right' Gabriel nodded. 'This seems to be the best course of action.'
'Brilliant' Dean grinned. 'I need to settle some things then, but we can get going even tomorrow.'
'I finish translating the last Enochian spells for Creide then' Gabriel said. 'You can find me at her house when you are done' he said and he was gone in the next blink. Dean headed back towards his hideout as well. This was going to be interesting to say the least and he certainly had to prepare for everything.
Chapter Ten >>>
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I feel like I'm writing filler chapters as not much is happening but I always have that feeling with some chapters of longer fics.
Please leave a comment, I'm dying for some feedback here :D
Follow me on Twitter: @Scyllaya