Hannah X Kim ↳canon Verse

hannah/kim :)

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“C'mon, Hannah, you’d love it,” Cas encouraged as they walked over to the auditorium. Nervously, Hannah shuffled her alongside Castiel, not too eager to join him. For weeks, he’d been begging her to join the Queer Club, but Hannah had politely declined every time. Sometimes it was apin how pursuasive Cas could be.

“I’m not going to fit in,” Hannah sighed, looking at some of the other kids walking towards the theatre. Cas was taking them there early, to introduce Hannah to some of his friends, but there were still other people turning up. Cas stopped them both in the hallway, grabbing hold of of both of Hannah’s delicate hands.

“Han, they accept gender queer people, they accept ace aro people, you’re gonna be fine, alright?” Cas smiled gently, squeezing her hands. “Please, just come with me.” Sighing, Hannah bit her lip and carried on walking to the auditorium.

There were about 300 seats in the theatre, and about ten of them were filled with various groups of students just milling around. Hannah’s eyes scanned the seats, searching for someone she knew. On the third row, Sam Winchester was sat talking to a girl with brown hair that was pinned up. She knew him as one of Cas’ friends, and was glad she had someone to talk to beside Castiel.

As she turned to the front, Hannah found herself face to face with a red head wearing a Harry Potter shirt. She had a broad smile on her face.

“Hey! I’m Charlie, you’re Hannah, right?” Charlie greet excitedly. Without warning, she pulled Hannah into a strong hug. “I run the club, with my girlfriend - Dorothy.” Charlie pointed to the girl sat beside Sam, who winked when she saw Charlie looking at her. Seemingly swooning, Charlie placed her hand on her heart and smiled gratefully.

“Yes, I’m Hannah,” she smiled brightly at Charlie. “Cas finally convinced me to come.” Charlie laughed loudly, slapping her hand on Hannah’s upper arm. Behind her, Cas started chortling too.

Soon, both straightened up. Some things were happening around them, more people turning up and the projector screen was lowering. Dorothy yelled something to Charlie about starting up, and she nodded in reply.

“So we don’t expect you to come out right away, it doesn’t matter what you identify as but we’d rather you be comfortable before telling us anything,” Charlie explained quietly, while someone else flciked the projector on. “But, if you’re okay with it, would you like to introduce yourself to the rest of the guys.”

Hannah shakily nodded, looking around at the growing audience. There weren’t many more people than when they first came in, but it was still pretty large crowd. She was nervous to speak in front of them all, but Cas said they were all nice people. It would be nice to have a lot of friends.

In the front row, there was a girl with a round face and dark hair tied up in a pony tail, smiling as she chatted to some others. Hannah’s heart skipped a beat as she looked on. The girl, whoever she was, was beautiful. She caught herself staring as Castiel coughed loudly at her. When Hannah turned to face him, she found a suggestive smirk on his face.

“That’s Kim,” Cas nodded towards the girl. “She’s the one that organises all the outings. Her family own the auto shop on the east of town, they’ve got a mini bus they let us borrow.” Though Cas’ information was generally relevant, Hannah stopped listening after Kim’s name was revealed. Kim. Her name fitted her look so perfectly, Hannah couldn’t believe. Hannah’s staring was soon interrupted again, this time by Charlie who was now holding a mic.

“Hannah, move this way a bit,” Charlie whispered, gesturing to the centre of the stage. Once her and Hannah were in the spotlight, Charlie nodded and the microphone clicked on with a soft humming of feedback. Everyone suddenly stopped their conversations to look to the front. “Hey guys, so we’ll get the meeting under way in a second, but first I’d like to introduce Hannah.” As the students began to clap, Charlie passed the mic to Hannah.

“Hi, I’m Hannah,” she said. The situation was extremely overwhelming and she couldn’t think of a single thing to say about herself. Nervously laughing, Hannah’s eyes swept the audience, hoping inspiration would strike. Then her eyes settled on Kim, and she found confidence from somewhere in the back of her mind. “I’m Cas’ friend, from when we were younger. I like playing chess, musicals, gardening. Carmilla is my favourite show, well web series. I’m not really that interesting, but I would like to make friends with you guys.”

The audience applauded. Hannah quickly handed the mic back to Charlie before skulking to the third row, where Cas had chosen to sit. Charlie continued the rest of the presentation with the help of Dorothy. She wasn’t really paying attention, so she had no idea what was really happening.

It surprised her when Dorothy suddenly yelled about bringing out the drinks.

People had divided up into social groups again, leaving Hannah awkwardly trailing behind Castiel. Sam was also with them, talking to Cas about some sort of video game that had just come out. Not interested, Hannah found herslef with nothing to do until Charlie walked over with Dorothy in tow. Dorothy offered Hannah a paper cup with orange dilute in it.

“So how are you liking things so far?” Charlie asked, before taking a bite of a biscuit. Hannah nodded, gazing straight at Kim as she mimed something. Charlie followed her line of sight, smirking when she saw what she was staring at.

“Yeah, I’m really liking the whole thing,” Hannah replied absently, eyes still trained on Kim. With raised eyebrows, Charlie jabbed Hannah’s arm, finally capturing Hannah’s full attention.

“Go talk to her,” Charlie smiled. Jaw gaping as she tried to protest, Hannah shook her head with a firm no.

“She’s not scary,” Dorothy laughed. Hannah blushed, her face turning a deep shade of red. She was about to turn around and run away when Dorothy yelled up. “Kim, we need logistics!”

Kim was there within a second, same wide grin still plastered on her face. Dorothy kept Kim talking for a few seconds, asking about the minibus while Charlie kept Hannah still by holding her hand. Once Dorothy had finished her speech, she gently pushed Kim towards Hannah and slipped away, closley followed by Charlie, then Sam, then Cas. Hannah was the only one left.

“Hey, you’re the new kid, aren’t you,” Kim raised her eyebrows, looking Hannah up and down. She felt slightly self concious and pulled her sleeves down over her hands. “It’s cool you like chess. My Grandpa taught me to play, but I don’t like playing competitively.” Hannah nodded, so nervous she couldn’t speak.

They stood for a few minutes in awkward silence, but Kim made no effort to move away. Hannah could feel her face of fire, guessing her cheeks were glowing red. After a while, Kim slowly slided closer to Hannah, and soon their bodies were touching at the side. Hannah took a deep breath.

“Do you want to go out with me sometime?” She muttered, not looking Kim in the eye. Frowning, Kim gingerly pulled Hannah’s chin until they were facing each other.

“I’d love to,” Kim smirked. Fingers still clasping Hannah’s face, Kim leaned in a placed a wet kiss on the tip of her nose. “I’ll pick you up Saturday at 7?” Hannah eagerly nodded, face cooling as she calmed a little. Kim kissed her once more on the cheek, before winking and bounding to another group of friends. Hannah didn’t even realise, still reveling in the faint press of lipstick on her cheek.

Queer club had been worth it after all.

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HANNAH/KIM ART

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Thank you for the prompt, friend! <3 I hope you have a Happy New Year!! Hope you enjoy this!

Sometimes, Hannah just liked to spend her days watching Kim work on cars. The work shop was usually full, with pick up trucks or the occasional speciality car - like her friend Cas’ Lincoln Continental. Kim spent most of her days working on the vehicles, gracefully moving from car to car with a tool in hand. The only other person who worked at the shop was a young woman called Tracy Bell, so Kim definitely had her plate full, but she didn’t complain.

Hannah wasn’t one for the hard labour, she spent her time writing for a nature magazine. Still, she could appreciate the beauty of the craft. Kim was definitely talented at what she did - she could bring back cars from near death. Once someone came in with their suspension completely shot and twenty minutes to get it back on the road. Kim had managed to weld some scrap metal to create a new suspension, and did it in only 15 minutes. To say Kim was talented was an understatement. 

Kim coughed, letting Hannah know that they had reached the garage. Their drive to the garage was so early, Hannah let herself doze off in the passenger seat. Tracy Bell was already waiting outside the garage with her own car, tinkering with the engine. Sometimes Tracy was such a gearhead, all she wanted was to improve the sound of the engine on her own car. As they climbed out of the car, she greeted Hannah and Kim with a friendly smile and a wave.

“Mornin’ boss,” she grinned. Kim nodded, unlocking the door to the garage.

“Morning Tracy Bell,” Kim replied, pulling the shutter door up. “Listen, Hannah, we’re kinda backed up today, so Tracy isn’t going to be able to man the front desk at all…” Smiling, Hannah nodded at her fiancé.

“Of course,” Hannah laughed, following Kim and Tracy into the garage. As Kim said, there were more cars than usual, most with half engines falling out or windows missing. Tracy Bell immediately moved straight to a Dodge Charger, popping the hood with practiced ease. On the other hand, Kim traipsed over to the biggest truck on the floor - it belonged to the scrap guy, Bobby Singer. It was the biggest commission they had, so it was the most urgent. 

The sound of metal on metal filled the room, the sound was a comfort to Hannah. She hung up her blazer on the back of the chair, wheeling it up to the desk. There was a laptop and a phone on the desk to book appointments, but Hannah knew there was Word software on the system. It meant that she could work on her magazine articles while Kim worked on her cars. They could spend the whole day working on what they needed to do.

The morning wasn’t all that busy. Hannah had plenty of time to work on her article (these month’s issue was about the benefits of bee keepers.) while in between phone calls. There were only a couple of book-ins, people asking for MOTs or a regular servicing, and not a single soul came through the doors. Hannah was hopeful that there wouldn’t be a single breakdown all day.

By the time it came to 11am, Hannah’s stomach was starting to rumble. Pulling on her blazer, she called out to her friends.

“I’m going to get some lunch, do you want anything?” She asked. Tracy Bell pulled out from under an Impala, and Kim appeared from behind Bobby’s truck. 

“Grab me a BLT, would ya?” Kim smiled, wiping the grease off her hands with an old rag. 

“A can of coke would be great,” Tracy added. “And maybe a burger? I’m kinda hungry.“ 

Hannah laughed, heading out the door. She grabbed the keys to Kim’s car off the front desk, skipping towards the vehicle. She drove for about ten minutes into the town centre, to a place familiar to her. Hannah and Kim had gone on many dates to The Roadhouse bar, as the chef, Ellen made excellent food. As soon as she walked through the door, Ellen greeted her with a broad smile.

“Can I get a BLT for Kim, a burger for Tracy Bell, and I’d like a cheese and onion panini, please,” Hannah relayed as she walked over to the bar. Ellen nodded, shifting to the back for a second before reappearing. “Can I have three cans of coke, too?" 

"Comin’ up, Han,” Ellen grinned, reaching into a mini fridge and slamming down the coke on the counter. “How’s life?”

“It’s going great, my articles are gaining more traction, Kim’s garage is expanding,” Hannah replied, smile plastered to her face. 

“That’s great, Hun’, glad things are good,” Ellen told her sincerely. Hastily, Ellen looked back into the kitchen, cursing under her breath before running back there. There were sounds of crashing and clattering, another curse or two from Ellen before she reappeared. In her hands were three take-out boxes for Hannah to take.

“How much do I owe you?” Hannah asked, reaching into her pocket for change. 

“Don’t be silly,” Ellen waved her off. “Just make sure Kim buffs up my car real nice next time.” She winked, shoving the boxes into her arms. Gratefully, Hannah took the boxes and waved her goodbye.

When she got back to the garage, Kim and Tracy Bell were just cleaning up for lunch. Tracy undid her overalls, revealing a plaid shirt and denim shorts, but Kim just tied the sleeves of her jumpsuit around her waist. They both had happy expressions, eyeing up the take-out boxes Hannah’s arms. 

“Thanks babe,” Kim grinned, planting a sloppy on Hannah’s cheek. Hannah raised her eyebrow, letting Kim shift away before pulling her in for a more passionate kiss. 

“God guys, save it for the bedroom!” Tracy joked, slapping Hannah on the arm before stealing the boxes from her grip. Hannah was pretend angry at Tracy, but quickly began to laugh. Tracy handed out the take-out cartons before grabbing her coke from Hannah’s pocket. Kim gladly took her own food and handed Hannah hers. They sat around the computer desk, Hannah on Kim’s lap and Tracy on the wheely chair. They laughed through the whole lunch break, Tracy telling the story of when the IT chick who set up the web server - a nice girl name Charlie - tried to hit on her and accidentally punched her in the face. It was one of Hannah’s favourite story of Tracy Bell’s. 

Sometimes, Hannah liked to go to work with Kim to watch her work on the cars. But more importantly, Hannah liked to spend her lunch times with her fiancé - soon to be wife - joking with her two best friends. As she stared at her engagement ring, Hannah thought she couldn’t be happier.

I’m still accepting prompts here <3

Hannah x Kim AU where Hannah is an inmate and theres this new guard who she plans on corrupting. The question is; is it for her benefit or are all these emotions real?

*For mrs-pants47*

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Danger Zone Danvers

Inspired by this

Because I can totally imagine Carol blasting Danger Zone while walking to her plane/flying/walking away and bugging everyone else.

super late  commission for mrs-pants47!! thank you for being so patient. I hope you like it!!