table } { love bingo round 3

[iluvroadrunner6]

And this is my table for love_bingo posted on DW because most of my stuff is going to wind up posted here anyway.

FINISHED FILLS

Love Binds Hearts: all along i believed i would find you, Haven, Nathan/Audrey, 1037 words.

Somebody to Love: i have spent all my years believing you, Throne of Shadows, Dean/Christine, 1028 words.

Un-break my Heart: i don't have to have these dreams no more, The Vampire Diaries/Buffyverse, Matt/Buffy, 1442 words.

Love Potion: i took my troubles down to madam ruth, Supernatural/Vampire: the Masquerade, Sam/Artemis, Dean/Everyone, 1002 words.

Family Ties: and the boy has a bite better far than his bark, Teen Wolf/Buffyverse, Derek/Dawn, 1650 words.

Vengeance: but if they get their chance they'll end it for sure, Everworld/Heroes of Olympus, Christopher/Piper, 786 words.

Widowhood: for parting is not goodbye, White Collar, Peter/El, 2,740 words.

Comfort: there is one thing that remains forever true, White Collar, Neal/Sara, 1,749 words.

Walk on the Beach: i wanna taste the way that you bleed, Riftverse, Stefan/Scarlett, 1,336 words.

Commitment Ceremony: well i know this little chapel on the boulevard we can go, Doctor Who, Doctor & Rory, 807 words

Seduction: just wanna try you on, Faenanigans, Rebekah/Hayley, 783 words

Why?: oh i'm sorry, but i'm still mad at you, The Vampire Diaries/Teen Wolf, Stefan/Allison, 1,081 words

Tenderness: there's some kind of blessing here, Marvel Cinematic Universe, Thor/Jane, 832 words

Tenderness: give me a long kiss goodnight and everything will be alright, Faenanigans, Emily Bennett, 1,291 words

Polygamy: but this don't even feel like falling, The Vampire Diaries, Bonnie/Caroline/Elena, 939 words

One More Night: or maybe we could stick around for just one more drink, Beyond the Rift, Castiel & Cassie, 974 words

Indecent Proposal: you got yourself into your own mess, White Collar/Vampire Diaries-verse, Neal/Rebekah, 918 words

All By Myself: careful the wish you make, Riftverse, Charlie & Dylan, 806 words

Marriage of Convenience: maybe the problem's simply codependency, Buffyverse/Supernatural, Sam/Lilah, 610 words

Cherish: you're just like a dream, Teen Wolf (AU), Parrish/Laura, 702 words

Disagreement: when i'm out on the road, i gotta be in control, The Vampire Diaries, Elena & the Salvatores, 777 words

Yes!: please take my hand, Supernatural/Star Trek (AU), Dean/Christine, 829 words

Lovers' Quarrel: a kick in the teeth is good for some, Teen Wolf/Buffyverse, Peter/Buffy, 702 words

In the Name of Love: i'd walk to you if i had no other way, Teen Wolf (AU), Stiles/Cora, 929 words

Best Friends: you know i'll never be lonely, Doctor Who, Amy/Rory, 621 words

CLAIMED PROMPTS:
love binds hearts ~ havendiarynatural-verse ~ throughworlds
somebody to love ~ dean/christine ~ hypospraying
un-break my heart ~ surprise crossover!! ~ mothering
love potion ~ sam/artemis ~ stranger_to_the_rain
family ties ~ teen vampire slayer-verse ~ grumpypuppy
comfort ~ white collar ~ burkethejerk (Soldier)
best friends ~ ponds ~ keptbiting
vengeance ~ titanic and tacos ~ cute_andviolent
one more night ~ cas & cassie ~ ohstarryeyed
walking on the beach ~ the ship of bad life choices ~ damagedone
all by myself ~ angel bffs ~ inthistwilight
commitment ceremony ~ smith & williams ~ bowtimeandspace
polygamy ~ bonnie/elena/some really lucky duck ~ judgy
tenderness ~ emily bennett (faenanigans) ~ judgy
seduction ~ hayley/rebekah or other sexy lady times ~ ihaveclaws
indecent proposal ~ neal/rebekah ~ easily
marriage of convenience ~ sam/lilah ~ succubitch
why? ~ stefan/allison ~ transferee
tenderness ~ marvel cinematic universe ~ shesearches
widowhood ~ elizabeth burke ~ burkethejerk WHO IS A TERRIBLE PERSON
disagreement ~ elena and the salvatores ~ titfortat
yes! ~ dean/christine ~ hypospraying
lover's quarrel ~ buffy/peter ~ cunningwolf
in the name of love ~ canon au ~ fadingspark
cherish ~ parrish/laura (regency) ~ fireproofdeputy


Requests are acceptable if you know I know the fandom. Please provide them at your leisure. Otherwise I'll just write whatever I want.

Final Word Count:
24,630 words

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[hypospraying]

Somebody to love; Dean/Christine

i have spent all my years in believing you ~ throne of shadows ~ 1028 words

[hasperkynipples]

The problem with Nysgods … is mostly that there are Nysgods.

They’re egotistical, pompus sons of bitches, and ninety percent of the time Dean wants to stab them in the fucking face, but that’s life for you. Or at least that’s Dean’s life. Being bossed around by immortal beings who think they can control his life, and he tells them to shove it where the sun don’t shine.

Which is why, when it comes down to the end and Dean puts his foot down, tired of their bullshit, he manages to use everything he has to piss them all off at once. He burns all of his bridges except for one, the one that gets him safe haven in An-Teng, with wards to keep him away from the Nysgods prying eyes, and no one is surprised that he takes as many of them down with him as he can.

What surprises him however, is that Christine goes with him.

“You really need to learn to admit when you need help.”

She’s giving him one of those you’re too stupid for your own good looks (probably what he sees it as more than what she’s actually thinking) as she patches up a chunk of his arm that got taken out by a cart he was repairing. He makes a face at her right back, before shaking his head.

“I was fine. The cart just came down wrong, that’s all.”

That earns him another look, one that is a bit more severe, a that’s not what happened, is it? and he just grins back at her. Most of it just rolls off him, and it’s nice to have someone there to look out for him, but that doesn’t mean he’s going to be less of a little shit about it.

“Besides. What’s the point of dating a really hot nurse, if I don’t have her be a nurse every once in a while?”

She rolls her eyes good naturedly before smoothing down the rest of the bandage. “Try not to injure yourself again for a while, alright? Supplies are running low as it is.”

“Yeah, yeah. I know. I’ll be more careful.” And he will until the moment that he’s not. Dean’s never gone into these things aiming to get himself hurt, but he always seems to, and she seems to always manage to have his back.

“You better.” She steps to the side to start to put some of the items away, and he stands from the chair he was sitting in, moving towards one of the open windows. The small apartment they’ve managed to claim for themselves was nothing special really – four walls, floor and ceiling with just enough space for just the two of them and all the privacy they needed. Dean saved An-Teng once upon a time, protected them from demons when they needed it, and that is enough for them to keep their mouths shut, at least for now.

Eventually they’re going to have to find somewhere else to go, and Dean doesn’t know where that’s going to be yet. All he knows is the place they have now is safe, even if it lacks the kind of medical facilities that Christine is used to. He thinks that she likes the work, looking after the people around them and helping earn that good faith. All things considered, it’s about a good a life as they’re going to get in a place like this, and in a lot of ways, he’s grateful for it.

Being on the run, whether it’s from crazy immortals or from yourself, always sucks.

(Ben probably would have liked it here, now that he thinks about it.)

He stiffens just slightly when he feels her arms come around him from behind, before relaxing back into her, shifting a bit so that she could look out the window as well. “Where are you?” she asks, and cuts him off before he can respond. “And don’t be a smartass.”

He smirks a bit, giving her hand a squeeze before shaking his head. “Nowhere. Just thinking.”

“Uh-huh.” She squeezes him around the middle gently before pulling back and turning towards the stove. “I picked up some fish at the market. That sound good for dinner?”

“Yeah, sure. Sounds good.”

It’s heartbreakingly domestic. Dean’s been in love before, and it’s never been like this. Granted the only time he’s been in love is Cassie (and Jo, maybe, but Jo’s gone now too), and the example had been a lot of fighting. A lot of struggling. And this isn’t to say that he and Christine don’t fight because they do, but it never feels like the struggle it could be. They fight, but it’s never like all they have is riding on it.

He honestly hopes it never does.

He’s stays there, standing at the window, listening to the sounds of her moving behind him in the kitchen, when the shadows open in front of him and a blond man steps through them, as naturally as taking a stroll down the street. His jaw tightens and his shields automatically go up, when the man looks straight at him, and gestures for him to come closer.

He wishes he could pretend he didn’t see them. He probably would if it wasn’t such a familiar face. Taking a deep breath, he makes his way back over to where Christine is standing at the stove sliding an arm around her waist and pressing a kiss to her cheek.

“I gotta go check something out. I’ll be right back.”

She glances up to him with a smile and a nod, and when she catches the look on his face, she frowns. “What is it?”

He shakes his head. “Just … be ready, just in case.”

You never can tell with Nysgods. There’s always a chance he won’t come back. She nods weakly at that, and he presses another kiss to her forehead, before stepping to the side and heading out the door. He glances at the apartment one last time, before heading down the stairs to meet with Jaan as quickly as possible.

At least home was nice while it lasted.