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I woke up this morning after 6 hours of sleep to Mikey sitting on me with his nose almost touching mine and his big pretty kitty eyes wide and staring at me. And then he opened his mouth to say, in a very loud voice:

Feed me, bitch.

The boy, of course, did not come in for this treatment. He rolled over and started snoring.

I swear, these cats are getting far too used to me getting up in the morning to go to work. One of these days if I don't jump quickly enough I'm going to find a severed unicorn head in my bed and that'll be the last anyone sees of me.

Well, I'm awake now. I might as well finish up that first chunk of Ruby/Castiel which did not, as hoped, get finished last night. And then we'll see if I can go back to bed, presuming the Feline Overlords permit it. Failing that I suppose I could bake cookies. The Feline Overlords should approve of cookies.

At least I don't have to worry about waking up in time for Obama tomorrow.

Right. Angel porn.

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[Fic] The Angel of Thursday

Title: The Angel of Thursday Part 1: All Bets Are Off
Fandom: Supernatural
Characters: Ruby/Castiel
Word Count: 1,278+
Rating: PG
Summary: Entirely a justification for one of the most unlikely pairings ever.
Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4


He stopped by the hotel room after the boys had left, before the cleaning crew was there, not that it would have mattered. Borrowed hands in the pockets of his borrowed coat. Staring down at the still-rumpled beds. There were so many things he hadn't told Dean, few of them relevant.

Castiel, angel of the Lord, was one of the younger angels in the so-called heavenly choirs. He was selected for this position not because he was a messenger angel or because he had particular skills with mortals, but because it was thought that he could communicate best with a mortal who was significant for the sacrifices he had made. He had not walked among men for any length of time even when angels did such things, and never on his own. He had accepted his assignment without question or uncertainty, had done everything asked of him and now patiently waited to be told the next step. He had visited the hotel room to see what the boys left behind, to learn more about the two mortals he had been charged to watch.

And now that he was here he was beginning to have doubts, something that an angel tasked by his Lord could not tolerate within himself.

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