6 Works by dirtchewer
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You know, Akira is getting awfully tired of managing affairs that he shouldn't have a hand in. It's only natural, at this point, that he has to be the one to somehow wrestle control of reality out of his old counselor's hands and fit it back into its original mold. Not a tall order, by any means. He figures that it'll be fine, especially now that Akechi is back, headstrong and witty as ever, even if some things don't quite line up right... but it'll be fine, right?
(Third Semester, told from Akira's point of view as he tries to overthrow a new god and figure out what Akechi's wish could have possibly been.)
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There was no reason for Sniper to assume there was a problem with Spy. To the contrary, he felt that things were going so well that he hadn’t stopped to consider the possibility of a problem. Sure, Sniper can’t read someone in a casual conversation to save his skin, but that goes double for someone like Spy, who obfuscates his life with smoke and mirrors.
(The other reason he never bothered to think about it too hard was because he was thinking about the wrong parts of the picture entirely. He was spending more time recalling the dangerous glint of teeth in dim light, the hoarse mutterings of someone unused to English, the creases that were forming in perfectly pressed suits as Spy slouched in his spot. Sniper was looking at the trees, not the forest, but what else could have been expected? His job was to pick apart the details and find the perfect second to pull the trigger. He didn’t ask questions about why or how- he waited and watched, and it makes perfect sense that this habit would screw up the personal parts of his life, too.)
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That's the truth- he’s afraid of Kurusu. He’s anxious of what Kurusu gets from him, what he must think of Akechi, and he’s afraid of the fact that it matters to some small, pulsing part of him, wedged between his ribs. That doesn’t matter right now, though, or ever, because he has a goal and he won’t get sidetracked thinking about wastes of time, like boys with a staring problem.
For someone who’s so dedicated to the truth, Kurusu seems surprisingly content with ignoring the warped hellscape where the dead are raised and fiction is truth in favor of watching Akechi like it’s the last time they’ll ever see each other.
(Akechi is back from what should have been total extermination. He's more than bothered by that, but he'll ignore it in favor of delving into Mementos and arguing with smarmy baristas that think they know him- even if he reveals some things he didn't mean to along the way.)
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Castiel is billions of years old, and has probably seen horrors beyond human comprehension. What Sam doesn't understand is why he's afraid of cars, or why he's the worst driver the world has ever seen. Or, for that matter, what Dean has to do with it all.
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“I’ve been thinking of going vegetarian.” Cas says, as if he didn't just end Dean's world. Several not-dates, a couple of domestic realizations, and one nagging brother later, and Dean realizes this probably spells doom for him.
aka a ten + one of Dean realizing he might be in love with a certain rumpled angel
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Feelings aren’t a them thing, especially not Dean’s. He doesn't need a therapist or true love or whatever the hell else Sam thinks he does. He has his brother, his best friend, and a network of hunters that are sort of willing to help them in a pinch. His life is fine, really. Until Cas swoops in with his stupid crinkly eyes and tendency to hold Dean's hand.
aka the fic where Cas is casually intimate and Dean loses his mind