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Dean and Cas, a long stretch of highway, and 36 questions empirically designed to make two people fall in love.
As if they weren't already.
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25 Nov 2025
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Takes around two years and a minor heart attack for Marty to accept that Rust isn’t going to walk into the kitchen one night, shake his hand over mac and cheese, say thanks for everything, then walk out the door and fuck off to the North Pole to watch the stars.
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10 Jun 2025
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Post-series, Marty and Rust pick up the pieces. It's a slow process.
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06 Jun 2025
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“Alright, detective,” Kim says, as you pull up to a stop, with the voice of a man who has been waiting for an interruption. “What is it now?”
You blink, realizing your eyes have gone a little dry. It’s not a rare occurrence. “Your jacket is orange,” you say, looking away from the sleeve back up to his face. Eyes on the road.
“My jacket is orange,” he confirms.
You go quiet again, and Kim doesn’t react to this except with a split-second glance over at you, paired with the slightest twinge of amusement at the corner of his mouth. He knows you’re chasing a hunch, turning a thought over and over in your mind until its edges wear smooth. He thinks this is probably one of the frivolous ones, and he’s probably right.
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There's something about Kim's jacket.
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19 May 2025
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Hungry for companionship, Kim found an equally as lonely homo-sexual by the name of Thomas, living not too far from his humble little apartment in the GRIH. He too had a steady job, better paying than Kim’s, working not with the great big machines of the harbour that Kim held such fascination for but in coordinating hours and shipments. He liked Kim, but not too much, and never demanded what he couldn’t give. He had no eccentricities, no strange hobbies, and was perfectly acceptable company to discuss radio programs with, to introduce friends to with his sharp suit and perfectly honed small-talk, and occasionally went with Kim for dinner in which he reliably ordered steak and potatoes without horseradish. In short, he was perfect.
Two years later, Kim stood in the entryway of hostel in a miserable little town and watched in horrified fascination as a man in mustard-yellow trousers and the most hideous tie he’s ever seen staggered down the stairs, smelling of piss and spirits, and declared himself Raphael Ambrosius Costeau.After giving up on true love, Kim finds it again in an unlikely place -- all he has to do is let it in.
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27 Jan 2025