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saeyoungchoismaid · 1 year

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hi love! big fan of your blog <3 if it wouldn't be too much trouble, could I request hc's for a gender neutral MC who calls the obey me boys (minus luke ofc) by terms of endearment as a nickname, like calling mammon honey! love you, have a great day!

Hi anon! I'm assuming you're asking for their reactions to being called smth like that and what they'd prefer to be called? Idk but that's what I did lol. Hope you enjoy!

Genre: fluff

Warnings: none

Lucifer:

I think the first time you use a term of endearment for him, he's just kinda like 🧍 LMAO

like it just catches him so off guard bc he's not used to it

if you call him smth serious like "darling" or "sweetie," he will blush but try to hide it

if it's smth dumb like "my honey bunches of oats," he's going to give you the most unimpressed look imaginable

definitely prefers to call you and to be called the more 'mature' terms such as darling, honey, my love, sweetheart, my beloved, and so on

Mammon:

blushes 47103784 different shades and can't stop stuttering the first time you call him one

pretends to not like them but is actually obsessed

he will legit think you're mad at him if you use his name instead of a pet name 😭✋😂

likes calling you the cheesy, dorky stuff like sweetie (pie), cutie (pie), my honey bunches of oats, sugar, sunshine, buttercup, sweet pea, and so on

he likes when you call him babe/baby, honey, sweetie, handsome, sweet thang, good lookin, and probs smth ridiculous like stud muffin 💀

Levi:

dies on the spot. rip Levi

nah but he fr gets SO embarrassed

honestly probably takes him a while to call you anything other than your name and "normie" 😭✋

when he finally gets with the program, he'd probably start out with calling you basic stuff like babe/baby and beautiful, and then might start warming up to more playful ones like queen/king or even smth oddly specific like Pudding Pop which ofc has a funny story behind it

he likes it when you call him babe/baby. And while these next ones are so corny and cheesy that it makes him want to die, he secretly loves them. Honey bun, sweetie (pie), love bug, and mayhaps even a baby boy?

Satan:

I can't decide if he'd be blushing red from embarrassment or would just be such a cocky bastard about it 😭✋

idk maybe if he was unsure about your feelings then he'd be flustered, but if he knew how you felt, he'd just be smirking as his sharp tongue went unchecked

honestly, probably uses similar terms that Luci uses, but I think he'd also use terms that are from books, poetry, and so on. Stuff like rosebud, jewel, my beloved, apple of my eye, light of my life, beau, dove, cara mia ("my beloved" in Italian), and so on. He'd also love to call you kitten/kitty cat/etc

he'd probably, again, like similar ones that Luci prefers. I think he'd also like things like Romeo, my other half, soulmate, my one and only, and other stuff like that. He even grows to like "old man" despite the fact that he pretends to hate it 💀

Asmo:

sigh. where to even start with this man

he's been calling you pet names since day one 😭💀

it ranges from cutie to sexy, baby to mi amor, sweet cheeks to darling, little dove to doll. it's a new one every time he addresses you I stg. It honestly just depends on what kind of mood he's/you're in, where you are, who you're with, etc.

he likes when you call him the same things, but especially likes anything that refers to his looks such as handsome, dream boat, papi, hot stuff, sexy, casanova, and so on. He also likes things like prince charming and my knight in shining armor

Beel:

my time has come

probably blushes when you call him one but then gets super happy and is just cheesin for the rest of the day

loves loves loves when you both use food ones 😭😂 sweetie pie, honey (bun), jellybean, cupcake, dumpling, buttercup, sugarplum, puddin, sugar, the list goes on 😭✋😂

I think he would also like the really sweet and cute ones too though like honey bunny, love bug, my love, darling, and so on

Belphie:

can dish it out but can't eat what he's cookin LMAO

easily calls you pet names but always gets so embarrassed when you return it. (He's probably the type to get angry when you call him something sweet or cute LMAO like his embarrassment turns into anger to cope with it anogifehdfah)

he loves calling you my moon/stars/sun(shine). I think he'd also use ones like angel, babe/baby, sweetie/sweetheart, and so on

he'd like when you call him sleepyhead, teddy bear, babe/baby, and snuggle bug. Super cheesy ones like snookums or smth like that will never fail to make him grin and chuckle

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halevren · 2 months

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FHJY Spoilers || my live thoughts as I watch episode 10

Happy mid season episode! I am saddened by the fact that I work on Wednesdays because I will be late to watch fhjy until the forseeable future. If anyone cares though I plan on buying the adya statuette next week if my finances allow for it :3 also I am so tired rn but I NEED to watch fhjy

Do you guys think ayda will appear in this episode after her statuette was released last week? (Praying)

tttaking over teenage rebellion!

Lucy Frostblade... You were just a girl. You didn't deserve everything that happened to you

"We're feeling bad. But we're feeling... Hopefully positive."

stress isn't always the bed guy

Aelwyn!

big old burned down house

Cottoncandy Bitchfuck

"I'm.... Bored. That's not true. I'm not bored at all. I'm just tired."

Hindesight is 50/50

"Oh I love this. Tell me all about it."

Siobhan is loving Aelwyn rn

"I do sometimes believe in you"

"So Sentimental"

Aelwyn and Adaine are so important to me their sibling relationship is everything

AELWYN AND ADAINE NOT BEING USED TO NICENESS

"Oh, my sweet little boy is sick!"

"just don't tell fab— don't tell anyone my apartment looks like this"

The Gukgak

I'm the Gukgak guy!

"Oh, Riz, you have to sleep, Kiddo." "I can't, mom, I don't have time." Oh Riz....

Framed?

Riz is so exhausted

It's been an hour and a half and his mom has chips and a drink 😭😭

"Mom, you have to be so careful."

"Keep my name out of your mouth." FIG 😭😭

"it's all good, mom"

yulenear

"Fig has like 3 majors now" "maybe 4, i might take a level of wizard."

"Kristen Applebees, believe it or not." "... huh." HWHHWKWNEB

"You both keep my name out of your mouth."

"It's been our month!"

Lola Embers recommended Gorgug's place??

"Mom I'm going to go to Loam farm."

*shrug* "mom." *shrug*

"We're having a rough one." "GOT 'EM."

"I'll do it." Fig cleric teacher?!?!

TAMAGOTCHI. MaryAnn my beloves

The puppet master!

"Ha Ha! Darling Girl!"

Gilear is king for the day

"My mom called you?"

"I don't need a ride to school anymore"

"I believe she's wanted here."

BUSINESS CLASS FOR CLOACA

"Can I say hi??"

NOOOOOOO NOOO SHE HUNG UP BEFORE FABIAN COULD ANSWER

That's so devastating

Coffee all over the DM screen

Yeah they haven't addressed the fact that fig is cursed

Pussy out, tits away

Theres so much going on

ohhh they might be sacrificing the rats

"I'm wearing a sports bra and a G-string, and I want to be closer with all of you."

Fabian with Mazey is so painful. He's so flustered and awkward I love him

MAZEY TRUSTS FABIAN

"I'm here, for you."

"Kristen was in a mood."

NOO DON'T KILL MAZEY SAVE HER FABIAN

Fried rice

SHE LEANS IN TO MAKE OUT

THIS IS SO EMBARRASSIJG

"Wait, they don't like us??"

"When you think about me, why do you always bring up the ball?"

SHE WANTS TO MAKE SURE HE'S OKAY BECAUSE HE'S ALOne

oh Fabian...,...........

"The legend continues."

"I was going to get a tattoo, actually."

"Even if you weren't maximum legend, I would still wanna hang out with you." MAZEEYYYYY 😭😭😭😭

BOGGY

Absence of divinity???

THE GOD'S DOMAIN CHANGED OVER TIME????

RUVINA'S SIBLING??

The gift is only mentioned in old texts??

"Well I guess I'll go to work."

Basrar is dead

"Literally your circus, literally your monkeys."

Tips are bad

RODEO MODE

THE MIDDLE SCHOOL FOR A SPEECH???

NOOO NAT ONE

Check the soil kids

Lydia mention 🔥🔥🔥

Kristen holds so much hostility for Kalina 😭😭

Oh Lydia...

AV club mention

THIRTY ROLL 🔥🔥🔥🔥

The powerhouse of the cell

Aggression and protectiveness

7 becomes a 21?!?!!

?!?!?!?!?! SOMETHING COMING OUT OF HER CHEST???

22 Arcana, 25 religion

Elemental alignment???

Fiendish things going on

Yellow gold

Kinda like the pride of armor and lemon yogurt

PISS CURSE????

Ratgrinders sticker

"I don't get angry, I think I get sad sometimes" me too buddy, me too

Sometimes a spell comes out and obliterates people

Comedy of errors

Autopilot

Bobby Dawn and Pam Dawn

Bobby Dawn coming to Aguefort sounds like a bad thing

"I'll never let you do that."

"Yours only came back once." *middle finger* Kristen Applebees you will always be famous

A+ in paladin classes!

"Sorry! Get away from me"

Reasons he won't divulge???

A+ in all classes!!!

THREE PARAGRAPH ESSAY? NOOO ABOUT SADNESS AND DISAPPOINTMENT NOOOOO

FIG NAT 20 FOR THE INSIGHT 😭

Zara is gorgeous

The days of Goldenhoard is over 😭😭

"MY GOD IS KRISTEN????"

Oh my god I almost prophesied this when I said Kristen would become a cleric/warlock of Fig.... instead Fig is the warlock/paladin of Kristen 😭😭😭

I'm the closest thing to a prophet holy shit

New god, agreement, todo list

Complicated Women: Lucy Frostblade 😭😭

NAT 20 DECEPTION FOR WANDA CHILDA

Oh my god

"Frick. I'm so sorry." "I'm not." Wanda Childa

GET MY ROCKS OFF TO 😭😭

"I'm off the grid that's why I only have an iPod"

God... Wanda Childa

[email protected]

"Do you want me to get you a phone?"

"I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE"

"I want to do relationships with Riz."

Medal of Wit

LITTLE METAL BRIEFCASE

You absolutely sweetie

29 performance 🔥🔥

GARTY O'BRIEN MENTION 🔥🔥🔥🔥

Naked Kristen. Again.

Oh god Fabian is at 4 at his second roll

"Breaker Breaker, this is Fabian Seacaster, looking for his papa, Bill Seacaster, somewhere out there in the nine hells............"

This is so heartbreaking... Fabian...

Oh Fabian...

His papa.....

He probably feels so lonely

Rage token.....

This rage token is making me take a stress token

Everyone single one has been bad

FABIAN TAKING THE BARDIC FROM FIG

Constitution saving throw???

oh no

"I shit myself"

I CAN'T BRWATHE

"I've only been eating leftovers"

UNNAMED BARD STUDENT NO

QUINCY NO

DID QUINCY TAKE A RAGE TOKEN?

THAT'S IT????

oh my god

#fhjy spoilers #fantasy high junior year spoilers #fantasy high spoilers #dimension 20 #d20 #fantasy high #d20 fantasy high #dimension 20 fantasy high #fantasy high junior year

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agent-oo-z · 16 hours

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Alright gaymers time for more BG3 companion headcanons! This time featuring my beloved Atavia!

Potential spoilers below, you’ve been warned!

Still no Minthara, I failed to rescue her during Atavia’s run

Halsin

Ultimate nature nerd buddies. Atavia and Halsin love just going full autism mode and discussing the nuances of plant identification/creature behavior/etc for hours on end.

Once Atavia and Halsin become a “thing” they are almost annoyingly in love. Constant pet names, lots of physical contact, getting distracted by each other. Astarion teases them about it relentlessly, not out of jealousy though. He’s not immune to envy but he trusts his partners to be open and honest and does his best to do the same.

Halsin and Astarion are less stereotypically lovey dovey with each other but only because Astarion shows his love by being a menace. He teases and makes jokes and gets all sarcastic. Halsin usually responds with sincerity, not because he doesn’t get it but because he enjoys the challenge of getting Astarion flustered. It doesn’t take long for the pair to develop a sixth sense about what’s going too far.

Astarion

Turns out having two(eventually three!) people who are willing to dedicate themselves to you heart and soul can be overwhelming, even when you want it more than anything. Astarion develops a “non sexual safe word” for moments when he needs to be left alone/given space. He usually only needs a moment to recenter.

Astarion ends up working with the society of brilliance and the Gur to study vampirism and search for a cure. Some of the spawn in the underdark volunteer to help test theories and potential cures. This involves everything from finding out what types of fabric/materials can be used to prevent sunlight from damaging their skin to studying potential non blood food sources. Astarion mostly works with his partners to search for artifacts like sunwalker rings and magical/alchemical cures.

Astarion is good with kids. Once he has time to rest and begin healing from his two centuries of trauma he finds that children don’t annoy/upset him as much anymore. Yenna lives with Halsin at moonrise and is especially fond of him, the pair often play together when he’s visiting.

Gale

Quickest way to his heart is to compliment his cooking. And not just “wow this is good!” compliments. The type that shows you actually noticed things like the unique seasonings or the plating.

Because he doesn’t divulge much about his personal life to his students and fellow professors he accidentally ends up the center of a minor scandal. Astarion makes a surprise appearance on campus during a stormy day to deliver Gale’s lunch(which he left at home) and kisses him in front of his morning class. Atavia had done the same on multiple occasions but was out of town at the time, so the students thought Gale was having an affair. Eventually another professor confronted Gale when Atavia surprised him at work(she had gotten home from her trip early) and Tavi just burst out laughing while Gale desperately tried to explain the situation. The next day Astarion and Tavi deliver his lunch together to put the rumors to bed.

Gale develops a whole host of modified and new spells after becoming a professor. This includes spells that allow for the indefinite storage and preservation of food(including blood), spells that allow individuals with sunlight sensitivity to go outside for up to 4 hours at a time during the day, and enchantments that can be applied to collars and armor that allow animals to speak with people. He also publishes certain spells anonymously, not exactly out of embarrassment but because he’s uncertain how it might impact his career. Basically all of them are modified spells for sexual encounters.

Wyll

After deciding to break his pact with Mizora, Wyll procures the prosthetic eye Volo has. He continues to use the sending stone eye up until he and Karlach enter the hells after the death of the netherbrain. Given he is no longer working for the cambion he “swaps” eyes and tosses the sending stone eye as far as he can.

He waits to propose to Karlach until about a month after her engine is stabilized. They’d been dating for a while at that point, but he didn’t want her to feel like she had to agree because he had helped with her engine. He also wanted time to prepare a proper elaborate fancy proposal because she deserves it. She says yes before he can even finish asking, he’s not even fully on one knee before she practically throws herself at him in a massive embrace.

When Tavi complements his skills as a ranger at the reunion party he almost explodes with joy. She’s one of the best ranger he’s worked with(the other being THE Minsc) so it truly means a lot.

Karlach

One of the few people that Tavi isn’t romantically involved with who is allowed to be super physical with her. Tavi isn’t opposed to friendly hugs and the like, but doesn’t do well with extended touch from those she’s not with. Karlach is just such a giant cuddly teddy bear that somehow Tavi doesn’t mind. She doesn’t even fully understand it herself. If Halsin or Astarion weren’t wrapped around her at camp it was Karlach in their place.

Once she’s able to permanently return to the material plane, Karlach becomes a legendary hero in her own right. She often joins her former companions when they go out on grand quests.

Karlach is called “Auntie Karlach” by the various offspring of the Tavi-cule. She’s the favorite of all the companions when it comes to baby sitting(at least for the children.) She loves kids of all ages, but especially enjoys spending time with those between the approximate ages of 7 to 10.

Lae’zel

Lae’zel eventually introduces her companions to Xan, the hatchling rescued from the crèche in the ruined monastery. Xan is just as fascinated by the material plane as his adopted mother was, and is delighted to interact with Tavi’s familiars and companion animals.

After the defeat of Vlaakith Lae’zel and Xan move in with Shadowheart. It was originally supposed to be just until Lae’zel could find her own place but turns out Shadowheart and Lae’zel are in fact very much in love still. Xan now has two moms.

Tavi helps Lae’zel learn about the courting practices of the sword coast so she can make her intentions clear to Shadowheart(and not at all because Lae’zel doesn’t want to fight her because the idea of causing her harm is deeply distressing) Lae’zel and Shadowheart do end up romantically sparring eventually, but it’s far less intense than standard Gith fighting.

Shadowheart

Before Lae’zel moves in, Shadowheart is a bit of a hermit. She makes time to visit her companions but otherwise spends her days tending to her animals and her gardens in relative solitude.

During her first visit to Waterdeep she joins the Tavi-cule for dinner. She ends up staying over because of how late into the night the conversation goes. The next morning she learns about Gale’s Modified Silence spell when joking that based on how disheveled Tavi looks she’s surprised she didn’t hear them. She asks Gale to make her some scrolls to take home, and encourages him to consider publishing them under a pseudonym.

Shadowheart and Astarion love to gossip. During the absolute adventure they would sneak away and chat in elvish to avoid being heard, and post adventure they keep up a correspondence. When they get together in person they can spend hours talking about the latest gossip while enjoying some good wine and snacks.

Jaheira

When Atavia is pregnant with her first child, Jaheira visits to give her advice and guidance. Most of it consists of “here’s how to not kill a baby” and “here are safe ways to manage your symptoms during and after pregnancy”. She helps Atavia and her partners set up a nursery in Gale’s tower because Tavi is worried about it looking nice while still being safe. She serves as a sort of safety auditor. Jaheira is also the “god mother” of all of the Tavi-cule children. She accepts on the condition she is never called anything like “granny.”

Jaheira often joins Tavi and Astarion(and whoever else is with them) when they go out searching for artifacts. She’s with them when they get their hands on a real sunwalker ring, the first time they find evidence of a cure for vampirism, and when they finally get their hands on the last thing needed for said cure. They start to jokingly call her a good luck charm.

She continues to work with the Harpers on and off. Geraldus is one of the few Harpers she genuinely enjoys working with and the two become good friends over time.

Minsc

Minsc is eventually able to communicate half decent information about the vampire cures Boo supposedly knows of. It’s one of those cures in particular that the Tavi-cule is able to find evidence of and actually create. And it works! Astarion complains about being indebted to a hamster, but privately thanks Minsc and Boo. Tavi is beside herself with pride for managing to pull it off despite the language barrier.

Minsc will randomly appear on the doorsteps of the various party members with no warning. He usually only stays for a day and rarely spends the night, but he always comes with unbelievable tales of his most recents adventures. He always makes an effort to visit after any of the party members have major life events to offer his support/congratulations/etc.

Atavia keeps a stash of Boo’s favorite treats on her person at all times. You never know when you’ll run into Minsc and she never wants to be caught unprepared.

BONUS: The Creatures

Scratch

Scratch goes to live with Alfira and Larkissa after the death of the netherbrain. Atavia makes an effort to stop by and say hello whenever she’s visiting the gate.

Owlbear Cub

Once the owlbear cub moves to the grove Atavia makes sure to bring some fancy smoked meats when she and Astarion visit to spend time with Halsin. She loves to curl up and nap with him under the sun.

Taking the form of a cat in the eyes of all but the former adventuring party and their loved ones, Us ends up living at Gale’s tower. Tara and Morena eventually allow it to join their tea parties. It doesn’t drink any tea of course.

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gh-0-stcup · 2 months

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Continuing on with my slight fandom throwback theme, I think it's time to properly discuss a delicate topic. One that never fails to fill me with a burning rage, the sting of betrayal, and a tinge of arousal not unlike finding your boyfriend sleeping with another girl in your bed.

It's the big one, folks. Destiel.

(Yes, I realize I'm giving some people war flashbacks already.)

In particular, I'd like to take a moment to file a grievance with a section of the Supernatural fandom. The ones out there who argue confidently (and often rudely) that while Castiel might have been in love with Dean, Dean was not in love with Castiel.

It really amazes me that the Destiel fans are still out here getting gaslit 😆. Now, I missed the last 6 seasons of Supernatural. Something could have drastically changed in their relationship. What I do know is that Dean fell in love with Cas by season 5. And I can't say I got the impression that had changed four seasons later.

Tied into this is the idea that Castiel's confession was a gay man opening up about his long held, unrequited love to his tragically straight friend.

The problem I see with these interpretations is that Castiel's confession forces a context shift for seasons 4-15. All those "jokes" and "fanservice" moments that Destiel truthers were scorned for "taking too seriously"? Well, they've now become completely serious.

Dean and Castiel do share a more profound bond than Sam and Castiel. Castiel is the angel in a dirty trenchcoat who's in love with Dean. Castiel was lost the moment he first laid a hand on Dean in Hell. And all of it is very much meant like that.

They're not silly jokes about how close friends the two are. They're not simply mockery of the fandom. They are serious character moments that can (and should, for narrative consistency) be taken at face value.

And if that is so for Castiel - what does that mean for Dean? If pokes at one character's sexuality is legitimate textual indications of their true feelings, why is this not also true for another?

If we are looking simply at what is written and shown on screen, Dean Winchester is not straight. From at least as far back as season 4, we see Dean flirt with men. We see multiple occasions of Dean being pleasantly flustered by attractive men or men flirting with him.

My perfect example of one of these "joke" scenes is Dean guiding Charlie through flirting with a security guard. You see, Charlie's a lesbian so she can't flirt with him because she's exclusively into girls. But Dean can flirt with him because...he is also exclusively into girls? The math here's not mathing.

Dean Winchester is not straight. He is attracted to men and not particularly comfortable with it.

And he met the same fate as all of Supernatural's beloved queer characters - an untimely, gruesome death that added nothing to his character and made the story worse.

#if cas is in love with dean then dean is in love with cas #i'm sorry i don't make the rules #i've been seeing people jump through hoops to make these characters straight and not head over heels for each other #since i was 15 years old #and once a confirmation of cas being in love with dean happened of course people gotta jump through more hoops #to say it's unrequited #i am very tired #cas can't have the one thing he wants #not because dean is straight or dean doesn't feel the same way #but because dean is too repressed and full of self hatred to let himself be happy #to the point where the man has to die to find peace #destiel #spn #fandom throwback rants #btw if you're curious it's 5x03 #that's the episode where dean fell in love #there will be no questions comments or concerns #facts are just facts

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xenofork · 2 years

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me & you, and you & me

#my fav ocs muah muah they r everything to meeeee oscar and cas my beloveds always #my art #ocs #fnaf oc #fnaf #art #I need to figure out a tag for my au but for now I will jus tag as #willcas #^__^#i like how these turned out… they come as a pair!!#do not separate the childhood best friends come lovers come ex lovers but still besties #THIS IS THEM PRE WILLIAM BTW. and pre dating too… so like highschool ehe #cas is still figuring himself out and is wondering why tf oscar flusters him sm LOL #oblivious …!

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kuroos-moon · 3 years

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Captains and Strong Independent S/o’s

☁︎︎ request: Oikawa, Kuroo and either Bokuto or Ushijima (I cant choose!) reacting to a (fem or g/n) reader who does some type of martial art and they’re kinda tough/strong and (maybe they’re the team manager and they don’t take no shit) and the captains kinda crush on them for it? (I like to imagine Oikawa having a tough gf who stops Iwa from being mean to him and jokingly threatens Iwa that if he wants to hurt Tohru he has to go through her

☁︎︎ pairing: oikawa x reader, kuroo x reader, ushijima x reader

☁︎︎ warning/s: swearing, felt a bit of angst while writing for ushijima’s idk why tho it might just be my imagination :>

☁︎︎ a/n: also dont know if it’s obvious but i kinda got carried away with ushijima’s

Oikawa Tohru

• is a smug little shit every time you’re with him or in the same room at least

• like,, he could piss Iwa-chan off to death and he won’t get hurt for it? now this is what he calls power

• sincerely loves and adores you, but at first, he kinda got sad that you’re so self-sufficient, you practically don’t need him

• but he’s now long accepted that you’re just so you… and in your relationship, it’s you who does the protecting and looking out by a whole lot (ofc it doesn’t mean he loves you less)

• that’s why he gets so so soft when he gets his turn in being the person who’s leaned on

• as their manager, he loves how you get things done so effectively, even Kyotani bows down to you, as he should—he always says in his head, smiling as he looks at the feral boy getting flustered around you

• he listens to you all the time and we all know Tohru backing down is so rare

“Oy, you’re overdoing it, let’s go.”

“Head home without me, Iwa-chan,” he mutters mindlessly as he screws up another serve, a scowl on his face as he bends down to get another ball; but he freezes at an instant upon Iwaizumi’s words—no, Iwaizumi’s threat.

“Suit yourself, I’ll call y/n.”

Oikawa has never changed stance so quickly in his life, cleaning up the gym as he sends smiles to his best friend’s way every five seconds, hoping he won’t tell on him on his cute but scary girl who could easily kick him unconscious.

• he uses your name to threaten anyone who wants to cross him and they will back down immediately

• also likes to show off because he knows you treasure him so much; he likes to be babied by you especially in front of others

“y/n-chan c’mere,” he softly says, whining a bit. The rest of his team look at the both of you in astonishment as you take the captain in your arms, Tohru’s cheek on your shoulder, looking back at the bewildered look on his teammate’s faces while you sit side by side on the bench.

They could never get used to someone as tough as you having such the softest spot for Shittykawa… like how could you even stand him?

“Really tired,” he mumbles, a small smile on his lips when you run your fingers through his hair. “I know, you were great as always, let’s head home so you could rest.”

“Y/n-chan, today, Iwa-chan hit my head when you were out to get water. It really hurt,” he says, still in your embrace as he smirks at his teammates.

Their mouths fall open, Iwaizumi’s eye twitching in irritation for his shitty best friend.

“And Maki-chan…” Hanamaki grits his teeth, looking at him pleadingly in panic as his mind runs through everything he did today, wondering what he could’ve done to your beloved. “He ate my milk bread; I was really hungry.”

Yup, Maki and Iwaizumi knew there was hell to pay, gulping in unison when you pull away from your boyfriend and narrow your eyes at them.

“Iwa-chan. I thought we agreed you weren’t hitting Tohru again.”

A chill runs down his spine, Tohru simply looks at you with pride, pulling you into his lap as he wraps his arms around your waist before you get the chance to throw hands at Iwaizumi.

Kuroo Tetsuro

• loves loves LOVES your remarks, your attitude, the way you take no crap from anyone, like “ah, he’s scared shitless, that’s my girl”

• dw, you’re not a thug or anything, but men who force their feelings on you will see heaven’s gates early

• and kuroo’s so pleased about it. sure, he’d love to get the chance to act all cool and brooding and possessive in front of other suitors but what’s more fun is watching their dejected faces as you say—

• “how many times do I have to turn you down? I have my tetsuro, now back the fuck off or I’ll break your nose.”

• you had no idea he was just outside your classroom waiting for you, arms crossed and a cocky grin stretching his lips when you lock eyes with him

• “chibi-chan!” he calls off cheerily, and you bet he’ll tease you about it til death do you part

• “don’t just stand there, give your tetsuro a hug!”

• laughs about how your friendly banters with yamamoto always end up with you winning the argument

• you rub off as mean bc you won’t take any disrespect, even a little—and that’s great

• those are one of the things he loves about you

• but he’s always worried you might get hurt or hated for it, though he knows you are very much capable of beating anyone up even kuroo himself

• so he’s always holding you back, and I can’t stress this enough, but this man knows you could fend for yourself and he is so proud you’re his partner

• he just wants to make certain that no one’ll hurt you, okay kitten?

• your conversations often go like this:

“I’ll beat up whoever tries to lay a hand on me.”

“don’t say such reckless things, you’re not superman.”

“uhuh, geez, I’ll be fine, I don’t need you to walk me home.”

“well news flash, your tetsuro, needs his y/n to walk him ho—ow,” he mutters when you slap his chest.

“go home with kenma.”

“I don’t want kenma,” he scowls, already irked that this is turning into an argument.

“too bad,” you deadpan.

“ugh,” he groans, “imagine a girlfriend who actually listens to you, just imagine.”

• he is the one and only person you’ll gladly accept lectures from, bc his lectures are always reasonable and for your own good

after checking and verifying that you were completely okay, you knew he was about to go down to business.

“you got into a fight? What are you? a thug?” he crosses his arms. You were both inside the gym along with the rest of his teammates who looked like they were far too preoccupied to listen. They were all clearly listening in though, except Kenma of course.

watching your figures from a few feet away, it was obvious that he was scolding you, and Lev already had a ridiculous visualization of you hitting Kuroo. Everyone was worried you’ll fight him, or maybe even hit him, well, everyone except Kenma, of course.

The setter knew that you would never ever lay a hand on kuroo as if the 6’1 captain was fragile. He also knew that you loved and respected kuroo too much to actually get agitated just because he was scolding you, you aren’t an unreasonable person. Lastly, he knew that kuroo would be going soft on you in five minutes tops, his best friend is hopeless like that.

Kenma was right, he always is. Your back is glued to the wall behind you, Kuroo’s hand beside your head, his face extremely close to yours that you’re left flustered which is rare.

After you were rambling on about how you had to put that girl in her place, going off about how it made you so mad and he should cut you some slack, he knew just how to shut you up. And it worked. You’re speechless.

“what was that again, hm? go on, you surely had a lot to say,” he mutters, acting all tough as if he wasn’t dying to just kiss you now. when you don’t respond and stare at him and his lips instead, he already gives in. yes, just like that. “you were wrong to do that, okay?” he breathes, the worry from earlier on making its way out through his voice.

“I know, I’m sorry.”

Locking lips with you, you pull him closer to yourself, and kuroo had purposely decided to kabedon you on this wall since his broad back would be shielding the two of you from his teammates’ line of sight.

After pulling away, he pats your head, licking his lips. “I forgive you, I’m not mad anymore.” You look away in embarrassment, realizing how petty you must’ve seemed to him. He sighs before hugging you, chin atop your head.

“Make this the last time, okay? I swear you’re shortening my lifespan having me worried all the time.”

You hug him tighter as a response, kuroo letting out a breath of contentment. Regardless of how tough you are outside; you are and always will be his soft little kitten and it was his greatest honor that you allow him to take care of you like this.

Ushijima Wakatoshi

• is probably a little too used to the idea of his most treasured girlfriend being extremely capable and self-sufficient

• his teammates would always look at him like ‘why are you not stepping in,’ every time you’re in a tough spot i.e. having an argument with someone or having a too-touchy suitor

• then they’d be like “oh, that’s why,” after you flung the despicable creature out to space

• he thinks so highly of you, not only are you physically strong, you’re even tougher on the inside too

• this is kinda a given but I’ll say it anyway—he can be unintentionally insensitive (well your relationship is kinda new)

• example no 1:

you were arguing with goshiki and while he would normally like to ignore you and let you have your way; he was getting annoyed bc the argument was far too petty.

“I’m gonna surpass him!”

“and I’m telling you that you ca-

your mouth is clamped with a big hand, and it took you only a second to realize it was Wakatoshi because only he would have the nerve to lay a hand on you like this. he still doesn’t say anything, dragging you with him in an empty hallway for privacy.

finally after you stopped walking, he turns to you and looks at you expectantly. “what was that for? Did you even wash your hand,” you mutter, slightly annoyed.

“I haven’t touched the ball yet, don’t worry,” he lowly says, making you sulk because he totally missed your point. “still, you didn’t have to make me shut up by clamping your hand against my mouth.” He’s too… not gentle with you sometimes.

“you were going to say something you shouldn’t to goshiki.”

“he said something he shouldn’t have.”

he only narrows his eyes at you and you do the same, anyone from your class would’ve been scared at the sight. You were both known as the cutest yet intimidatingly scary couple.

• you were in the early stages of dating and though you understood each other well, it wasn’t really enough yet

• it’s all good though, because once you tell him that he was too uncaring of you and your feelings he does something that no other man would do:

• apologize, admit his mistake, reflect on it a lot and,,, actually change!!

• he’s much softer to you after that, and he finally realizes that you were still his precious girl and you were sensitive when it came to him

• cursed himself for being too reliant on how you never seemed sensitive or needy

• doesn’t dwell too much on regret, just treats you 100x times better

• is fascinated with your passion for martial arts but is against you overdoing training

• one time, he was torn between dragging you out of practice or just turning a blind eye to your visible exhaustion since you’re always so tough anyway, you’ll manage

• but then he remembers his promise to himself to never treat you like you aren’t the most special person to him so he excuses himself from practice and heads to your training room

you sat alone, your back to the wall. everyone else has gone home but you stayed because your muscles were too sore and you felt like you couldn’t even walk for another day. maybe it had something to do with how you’ve been training too much.

you’re startled upon seeing shoes on the floor you blankly stared at, looking up to meet eyes with Ushijima. “Wakatoshi,” you say in surprise.

he is expressionless as he bends down across you between your legs, and you had to admit this was something you weren’t used to from him. “are you okay?” he asks, his voice soft as velvet. you’re taken aback by his question, looking away in embarrassment.

Wakatoshi rarely asks you that, and most of the time it was only when you said the word ‘ow’ when you accidentally hit something. you clear your throat, bringing your hands together to play with your fingers, “I’m okay.”

it was silent for a few seconds before you hear him sigh, not only that, warm, gentle hands had found its way to yours and you look at him, bewildered. “is this okay?” he asks, looking down at both your hands and you nod. “your hands are much smaller, compared to mine at least.” he says, but you’re too flustered to even understand that.

“are other things okay too?” he asks, and like his former statement, you didn’t understand. your silence doesn’t stop him though, he decided to push his luck. tugged gently by your wrist, your back’s no longer pressed to the wall as ushijima wakatoshi pulls you in his arms for the first time in your very few months of dating.

“wakatoshi,” you mumble, your heart racing so much you’re sure he feels it against his chest. he’s so warm, welcoming, and in his loving hold felt like the rightest place to be. “you’re not feeling okay.”

you don’t respond, opting to bury your face at the crook of his neck instead. “I’m here, I know you’re tired.”

you both stay in that position for a long time, it was addicting to be cradled in his arms and he felt the same. “y/n,” he whispers, and you hum in response.

“you’re strong. very strong. you don’t need a man at all.”

your heart skips a beat, “toshi are you breaking up with me?”

you hear a soft chuckle ring in your ears, “let me finish. as I said, you’re very strong. you look like you’re always so tough. but you’re not, and so…” he trails off, so you pull away to look at him, hesitance evident in his eyes, his palm still pressed at the small of your back.

“you’re not always strong. in fact if I dare say, you are fragile, and I care about you. so please, allow me to be there for you all the time, I’ll be here, just like now.”

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itspronoucedalayna · 3 years

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OK. Guys here me out.

15x18 has a different ending. Sam and Jack are still at the lighthouse confused about people disappearing. Meanwhile Cas just confessed his love for Dean and the empty just appeared. They exchange that one last loving look before Cas’ face is covering my black goo and he’s taken in.

BUT

Dean doesn’t just stand there in shock. NO. HE JUMPS IN AFTER CAS WHILE SCREAMING “CASSS” AND GETS TAKEN BY THE EMPTY AS WELL.

Then we cut screen to Chuck who just watched all this go down. He’s looks confused. Because then he pulls out a script and scrambles through it to the love confession and starts chanting “no no no no no!” to himself.

“This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. This is Castiel’s end he’s supposed to be gone now! This isn’t the end I had written!”

NOW WE ARE ALL IN SHOCK BECAUSE WE THOUGHT TFW WAS FREE WAS CHUCKS WRITING BUT OOOHHH NOO!

THEN THATS THE FINALE OF SEASON 15 AND WE GET A CUT SCREEN WITH KANSAS PLAYING AND IT SAYS “NEXT SEASON”!!!!!!!!!!

Now it’s a montage of Season 16. Dean and Cas are trapped in the empty and have to find a way out while ALSO running into ALL OF THE DEMONS AND ANGELS THEY HAVE EVER KILLED!! Back on Earth Sam and Jack have to avoid Chuck while trying to find a way to bring Dean and Cas back.

In the empty we see Gabriel, MEG, and HEADCANON when a monster dies in purgatory they go to the empty so we see BENNY AGAIN!!

And OF COURSE SEE DEAN AND CAS BE SUPER AWKWARD AND ALL FLUSTERED AROUND EACH OTHER BECAUSE WHO DOSENT WANT THAT!!???

On Earth we get to see CLAIRE AND KAI’S RELATIONSHIP, EILEEN AND SAM, ROWENA AND JACK HAVING TEA PARTIES, and all our other beloved characters who were UNDER appreciated save our gay babies from the empty.

Then that is solved and Dean and Cas are DOMESTIC and everyone is happy but we find out they accidentally let ALL OF THEIR OLD ENEMIES OUT OF THE EMPTY. (of course Chuck was involved with that)

SEASON 17!!!!!! Is all of them putting the monsters back and then ITS CHUCKS TURN AND THEY SHOVE HIS ASS IN THE EMPTY AND HES GONE FOREVER.

then for the series finale we get a very cheesy montage of Destiel and Salieen living happy LONG lives together.

Sam and Eileen have little Dean and live a beautiful life and pass next to each other BECAUSE ITS CHESSY AND I LOVE IT!!! they both of course get hunter funerals with Dean, Cas, Dean.2, and other friends who lived to see the day.

When Dean dies, an old man with liver problems who lived a happy life with the LOVE OF HIS LIFE is now dying in his death bed. (and maybe or maybe not they adopted kids and raised them with knowledge of being hunters BUT NEVER FORCED THEM INTO THE LIFE BECAUSE THEY ARE GOOD PARENTS)

Cas of course is laying right next to him and he whispers,

“I love you so much Dean. You can rest now. You can go up to heaven and I’ll be holding your hand the whole way up. Don’t worry baby, I’m right here. I love you.”

Dean dies and goes to heaven. We get a zoom in on Deans dead gray eyes, we see Cas’ hand brush over them to close them. THEN change of lighting when Deans open his eyes again to reveal bright green ones. He smiles when he realizes he’s in heaven.

When he starts walking in that grass field next to the roadhouse Cas is there with an ICONIC

“Hello Dean.”

Then they HOLD HANDS and walk next to Bobby and sit down to have a beer. Then they go on a drive in Baby TOGETHER and HOLD HANDS while Dean drives to the bridge. There they meet up with Sam and Eileen AND JACK!!

They all peacefully stare out into the mountains without saying a word.

The End.

#destiel #castiel #deancas #dean winchester #spn #filmmaking #saileen #sam and dean #sam winchester #eileen supernatural #spn 15x20 #supernatural #happy ending

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jann-the-bean · 3 years

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Busy Days

A oneshot of fluffnightkiller! What happens when a barista is too busy with work?

Ccino rubbed his sockets as he stared at the bright screen in front of him. It wasn’t easy being a full time student, a full-time worker, and parent of his multiple fuzzy kids. As he glanced at the clock, it marked 5:00 am. The cream sweatered barista huffed in frustration. He’d hardly been able to get any sleep these past few nights, as his professors decided to assign heavy work assignments due by the end of the week.

To his dismay Ccino reluctantly requested to have the day off today. If he was lucky, he would be able to complete his assignments, look after his cats, have enough time to spend with his boyfriends, and maybe get some sleep tonight.

He gently smacked his cheeks with the palm of his hands trying to focus on his work again. With a determined like and few self encouraging words the barista continued working on his assignments.

~~~

At the studio Nightmare and Killer glanced at the now closed coffee bar. Everyone had to get their coffee from the nearest coffee shop and though it wasn’t bad it was on par with Ccino’s delicious blends.

“I’ve texted Ccino a few times already, he hasn’t responded. I hope he’s ok.” Killer stated as he continued to star at his phone. On a typical day Ccino was quick to response or texted back within minutes. Except this time, it had been over an hour and they’ve yet to get a response from their smallest loved one.

“I’m sure he’s fine, but I am worried too..” The violet skeleton pursed his lips as he thought of his previous encounter with Ccino. The shy skeleton had recently been voicing his concerns over school and the workload he’s received. When questioning him, the barista would brush it off, saying something like ‘It’s not a big deal’ or ‘I have it under control.’

Nightmare brought a finger to his chin, pensive he wondered if Ccino had gotten proper sleep recently. “Maybe we should check on him.” Voiced Nightmare concern laced in every word.

Killer nodded in agreement. “Well, I’m done with my scenes. I’ll go ahead and see if he’s alright.” Killer nuzzled their noses together smiling as Nightmare had a faint blush appear on his cheek bones. “I love you, Nighty.”

Nightmare smiled a bit flustered from Killer’s unexpected action. “I love you too, Kills. Be careful and take care of Ccino until I get there.”

“Of course, see you soon.” Killer waved the violet skeleton goodbye after placing his sweater on.

~~~

Ccino had become so engrossed with his work he hardly noticed the faint knock coming from the door. After processing what the sound was he stared at the door almost as if he forgot what he was supposed to do. Blinking a couple of times he gasped finally realizing someone was knocking on his door.

Scrambling to his feet he carefully walked towards the door, trying to not step on his beloved cats.

His eyes slightly widened surprised to see Killer at the other end of the door. “K-Killer? What are you doing here..? It’s a bit early?” Ccino rubbed his eyes, something that didn’t go unnoticed by Killer. However, he decided to dismiss it for now.

“Awe I’m hurt, Ccino. I thought you’d be happy to see me.” Killer clutched his chest trying to mimic being heartbroken.

“Ah! N-no that’s not what I meant! I just wasn’t expecting company so soon!” That small barista tried to correct his previous statement. “U-uhm it’s a bit messy... but you can come in.”

As Killer took a step inside he quietly analyzed the room. Usually Ccino was good about keeping his apartment organized, unless he was battling his depression. It wasn’t too messy to suggest he was depressed, but it wasn’t as organized either. Ccino quickly scrambled to tidy up his apartment, he continued to rub his eyes and yawn every couple of minutes.

Killer took a quick opportunity to message Nightmare that a Ccino was ok but appeared to be busy. “Don’t worry about cleaning, fluffybuns. I’ll help ya clean. Still busy with school?”

Ccino nodded as he carefully placed several items where they belonged. His face flushing a light peach as he heard his nickname “Th-thank you, Killer. Uhm, yeah a little. Do you want something to drink, maybe some tea?”

Killer raised a brow it was a rather tempting offer but he didn’t want to add to Ccino’s stress. “Don’t worry about it love. Have you had a chance to take a break?”

“Uhm...” There was hesitance in the small skeleton’s voice. He didn’t want to lie to Killer that he’d been up all night and hadn’t taken a proper break. But, he knew I’d he told him the truth it would worry Killer. “This... is my first break?”

Killer frowned and furrowed his brow bones together. Knowing Ccino he wasn’t being fully honest. He always worried about others before himself. Something that Killer admired but sometimes Ccino didn’t take care of himself properly. “Well, better something than nothing I guess.”

After a few minutes of assisting Ccino tidy up the apartment and feed the kittens, the barista resumed his work activities.

Killer sat in the living room watching whatever appeared interesting on his screen, and played with several of the kittens that approached him. After an hour had passed he glanced over to Ccino he was intently focused on the screen in front of him. Killer smiled at Ccino’s serious expression, it was rather endearing actually. Still, he’d gone another hour without a break he should probably try convincing him to take one.

“Hey, Ccino shouldn’t you take a break?”

“Mhm.” Ccino responded without breaking contact with the screen.

Killer tilted his head wondering if his boyfriend had even heard him. “What’s two plus two.”

“Four.” Ccino stated almost in a monotone voice, still not looking up from his screen. His body and mind where on an automatic setting. Almost when you’re driving and zone out until you reach your destination. Then you sit there wondering how you even managed to get home with no recollection of the journey.

A bit amused Killer wondered how far he could take this before Ccino realized what was happening.

“You know you’re really hot right?”

“Mhm.” Killer giggled, maybe he should record this so Nightmare could see.

“Who’s sexier, me or Nightmare?” Killer raised a brow wondering what his response would be.

“Both.”

Killer had to bite his tongue to keep from laughing. After a few minutes he settled down and sighed. As amusing as this was he was concerned for Ccino’s wellbeing. He should really get him to take a break. As he looked down at his clothes he realized he should probably shower. He had a few extra clothes he kept here in case they ever decided to spend the night.

“Ccino, I’m gonna shower,” A sly smile formed on his lips as an idea popped in his head. “Would you like to join me?”

“Sure.” Ccino automatically responded causing Killer to choke and start coughing. The noise tore Ccino’s gaze from the screen onto Killer. After a few minutes and realization, Ccino’s entire face brightened with a dark blush. “A-ah!” He buried his face within his hands trying to mask his embarrassment.

Killer had a light blush form on his cheeks. he honestly wasn’t expecting that to be Ccino’s response. Smiling, he approached the small skeleton leaning in close to his face. “Well, do you?”

Ccino squeaked as his blush deepened in hue. Just the idea and image of showering together with Killer was enough to fluster the barista. He pressed his face against his desk further trying to conceal how mortified he was.

The door clicked open, and Nightmare stepped inside with a puzzled look. “Uhm, you guys ok? I was knocking for a while but no one... Killer what did you do?” Nightmare stated almost in a scolding manner as he saw Ccino’s buried face.

“Nothing, all I asked was if he wanted to join me in the shower. Which, you could too.” Killer winked at Nightmare whose face turned a violet shade.

Hue this idea came to mind after reading @fio-violet’s fanfiction fluffy help part 2 and bouncing ideas with @help-im-a-gay-fish also tagging @kotikaleo and @yuriyuruandyuraart

So poor Killer after this still ended up showering alone after an intense scolding session from Nightmare.

Nightmare belong to @jokublog

Killer!Sans belongs to @rahofy-sketch

Ccino!Sans belongs to @black-nyanko

Studio au/ studioverse by @zu-is-here

#fanfiction #my writing #nightmare #killer!sans #ccino!sans #fluffynightkiller #ccillermare #oneshot #pfft don’t worry Ccino got all his work done #poor Ccino #but you know he probably would’ve said yes ;)#I mean who wouldn’t ;)

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percywinchester27 · 4 years

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Worth it

Word count: 1.7K

Pairing: Dean X Castiel, Coffee shop AU

Warnings: Fluffy and cute!

Square filled: Ship

Summary: Dean Winchester owns the beloved coffee shop in town, and he loves that his life is predictable, until a certain blue eyed man walks into his shop and his life.

A/N: This is my first entry for the @sdavid09‘s Tale Teller’s 2020 Bingo Challenge. Please let me know what you think!

If there was one thing that could be said about Dean Winchester with absolute certainty, it was that he loved making his customers happy. If you visited his coffee shop, you left satisfied and appreciated. This was why his little coffee shop was so loved by everyone who visited. The coffee was always good, but so was the morning after being greeted by him.

Dean knew everyone in the little town and everyone knew him. Here, he lived his life with satisfaction and without many surprises. He liked it that way, too.

That was true until on Saturday, 20th of August, when the guy in the Trench coat walked in.

Even if Dean hadn’t immediately known that he was new to this place, the man’s awkward mannerism would have been enough to point it out.

He glanced around the shop and then walked to the counter, holding his hands clumsily at his side, as if he didn’t know what to do with them.

“A coffee to go please?” His voice was deep and low pitched. It was funny that Dean even noticed it, since he was awestruck looking into his deep blue eyes. It was a stunning color. He could take a swim in that, he thought to himself, embarrassed.

“What would you like?” Dean managed, forcing himself to concentrate and not be flustered.

“Just black,” the man smiled nervously. “I don’t know much about all these fancy names.”

Dean controlled his urge to laugh. He personally did believe that the long and ridiculous coffee names sounded better on exotic plants in botanical gardens.

“What name shall I put on the cup?”

“Oh.” The man looked startled to be asked such an obvious question. “Castiel.”

“I’ll be right back with you, sir.”

Dean decided to get Castiel his favourite brew. Barely anyone asked for it; he just kept it on the pot for himself, to unwind at the end of the day.

“Here you go!” Dean handed him the cup.

Castiel smiled at him gratefully. “Thank you for not making me go through the hundred options. I’m new here, and this is the first coffee shop I found.”

“Don’t worry about it.” Dean was secretly glad that his shop was at the centre of the town’s main square.

Castiel waved at him before leaving.

For the rest of the day Dean found himself humming and smiling for no particular reason.

He looked up expectantly each time the door opened the next day. Each time, when it turned out to be someone other than Castiel, he felt a small pang of disappointment.

An hour before the closing time, after Dean had given up hopes of ever seeing him again in his life, the bell at the door rang and Castiel stepped in, wet and annoyed at the rain pouring outside.

His face did break into a smile at the sight of Dean, and Dean found himself hoping against hope.

“That had to be the best cup of coffee I’ve ever tasted in my life,” Castiel said, running his hands through his wet hair. “What did you put in it?”

There were a lot of corny things Dean could have said, he settled for just a smile. “If I tell you, you won’t keep coming back here.”

“I don’t think you need to worry about that,” Cas said. “I’m not going anywhere anytime soon.”

Soon the whole town was buzzing about this real estate developer who had come in to scope the place, with his rough voice and ocean eyes; who wanted to turn the town into something altogether new. What better place to exchange gossip than town’s favourite coffee shop?

For most part, Dean didn’t comment on anyone’s opinion, just provided them with a sympathetic ear. From what he had heard so far, the people weren’t exactly opposed to the development. Just wary. And who could blame them for not wanting to trust a stranger after being a closed community for such a long time.

Personally, Dean didn’t believe that Castiel had any intentions of selling the whole town out. He didn’t look the sort. But what did Dean know? Maybe it wasn’t his brain, just his love-struck heart that was constructing all his opinions.

“Here you go,” Dean handed Castiel his coffee to go on his twenty-sixth day. Yes, Dean remembered the number of days. It was all very pathetic.

Castiel grinned at the name. “This says Cas on it!”

“You don’t like it?” Dean asked, scratching the back of his neck.

“It’s nothing like that,” he said. “I’ve just never had anyone call me that.”

That was weird. What sort of people had he surrounded himself with, who couldn’t catch the obvious nickname?

“You can call me, Cas, though,” he said quickly. “I like it.”

“Alright, then Cas,” Dean said, smirking slowly. “You have a good day.”

Cas waved and headed out the door.

“What was that?”

It was Charlie. One of Dean’s regulars at the shop and his closest friend outside of it.

“Nothing,” he muttered, turning away so she wouldn’t spot the blood rising up to his cheeks. “We were just chatting.”

“That’s not chatting,” she wiggled her eyebrows. “Where I come from, it’s called flirting.”

“I don’t even know if he’s interested,” Dean huffed. No point keeping it from her. She would sniff out the barely concealed crush anyway.

Charlie reached out to ruffle his hair. “And you won’t if you don’t ask.”

Later that night, Dean was cleaning up after the last customer had left, when Cas came in. His hair was dishevelled, as if he had run his fingers through it repeatedly and his shirt was unbuttoned at the top. It quickened Dean’s heartbeat to look at him.

“Are you closed? I’m so sorry for coming in this late.” He looked dejected. “But I didn't know where else to go.”

“C’mon in,” Dean said, sliding a chair towards him. “Is everything okay?”

Cas bit his lip. “I don’t know what I’m doing,” he said, agitated. “I don’t think any of my ideas are welcome here. The town folks don’t even want to listen to me. Maybe I should just give up.”

“That’s just plain stupid.”

Cas looked up, eyes startled.

“Look,” Dean said. “I’ve lived here all my life. Sure the people are stubborn as hell, but they aren’t idiots. They’ll see a good scheme if you keep at it. Are you trying to dupe them?”

The shocked look on Cas’s face was almost comical. “God, no. I would never.”

“Then you just have to convince them that.”

Dean wasn’t sure if he was making any headway with this handsome man. Cas’s eyes were like an open book and they didn’t look very convinced right now.

“This is a small town,” Dean tried. “These guys have all grown up together. They might have a hard time accepting outsiders, but give them time, they’ll come around.”

“You really think so?” The hope in his voice was almost desperate.

“Sure do.”

Cas placed his hand over Dean’s. “Thank you, truly.”

Dean could barely string the words together without fumbling over the contact of their fingers. “Don’t mention it, man.”

He watched over the next few weeks as town folk were slowly intrigued and then interested in Cas’s plan. He wasn’t out to demolish their houses and heritage like they had initially thought he was. In fact, the new town planning scheme would ensure more income and profit for everyone, including a small residential settlement in a property that was otherwise completely wasted.

In about a month's time, Cas had suddenly become everyone’s favourite. Dean was happy for him, of course, but it did put a damper on his plans to ask him out. Afterall, Cas had better company now and he was busier than before.

“You’re going to be a mooning single man forever if you keep this shit up.” Charlie put her hands up. “I’m just saying.”

Dean sighed. “It’s not the right time.”

“There’s no such thing,” she retaliated, picking up her latte. “And you’re just stalling at this point.”

No, I’m not, Dean wanted to say. He didn’t, though.

“All I’m saying is- if you saw the way he looked at you when you weren’t looking…” Charlie blew him a kiss and left for a table.

Cas was bright eyed today as he stepped forward for his drink and Dean’s heart skipped a beat. “The usual?” he asked.

“Yeah… Dean, wait a second.” Cas made sure that he wasn’t holding up the line. “I wanted to thank you for everything you’ve done for me.”

What?

“You’ve been the only friend I had here. Listening to me and giving me advice.”

“You don’t have to thank me for it.” He really did have the most beautiful eyes.

“It’s not just that.... Dean?”

Dean looked up. “Yeah?”

Cas seemed to hesitate. “It’s nothing…”

Dean poured the brew in the cup and put on the lid. There was a slight tremble to his fingers and a ‘now or never’ feeling in his gut as he clutched the sharpie.

“Thank you!” Cas said, taking the cup, a regretful smile on his face.

Dean followed Cas’s figure with eager eyes, when Cas stopped at the door. He turned slowly on the spot, then stared at Dean with wide eyes.

“Do you really mean this?” He asked, holding out the cup.

Instead of his name, the side of the cup read, ‘Will you go out with me?’

Dean’s heart was pounding against his ribs. “I do.”

“Yes, yes!” Cas exulted a bit wildly, “I’ve been meaning to ask since day one. I just didn’t know you were interested.”

“It translates into- both of you are really dumb,” Charlie supplied. There was a loud cheer from everyone present and Dean looked around surprised.

“We’ve been waiting for this for weeks!” Said another regular. When Dean eyed her, she jabbed him in the arm. “Everyone but the two of you knew.”

There was a lot of blushing and a hurried, ‘I’ll see you in the evening’ from Cas, before he left, forgetting his coffee altogether. As for Dean, he had never waited for an evening with so much eagerness.

The next morning, waking up in Cas’s arms, he would know that he had all been worth it.

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A/N 2: Hope I didn’t suck at this as much as I thought! Please let me know what you think <3

Tagging: @sdavid09 @mrswhozeewhatsis @thing-you-do-with-that-thing (cause you’ve been after me for ages for Destiel) literally don’t know who else to tag

#destiel #dean x castiel #castiel x dean #dean winchester x castiel #destiel fanfiction #tale teller’s 2020 bingo challenge #castiel x dean winchester #Ana writes destiel #anawrites #anawritesspn #q

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dickspeightjrs · 4 years

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Raindrops on Roses - (sequel to NERD / 1.7k words / au)

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Castiel was so tired he could feel it in his bones. Everything that could go wrong today, did.

First, the projector in the lecture hall wouldn’t turn on, so he’d had to only give half his seminar. Then, Anna had called in sick and asked Cas to cover her class, which he did gladly because Anna was a good friend (and because it was only an Intro to History class - he could do that in his sleep). But she’d told him the wrong room number, and by the time he’d arrived at the correct room, half of the class had left. And then, as if the day couldn’t get any worse, his beloved car - a Lincoln Continental - had decided it’d had enough. He left it in the university staff parking lot and got the bus back home at the end of the day in the pouring rain.

By the time he made it to the front door, he was soaked through to the skin. He sighed wearily, at least Dean would be home from work and would easily be able to cheer him up. Just being in the man’s presence was enough to fill anyone with overwhelming joy (though Castiel might be a little biased).

Castiel unlocked the door and shook off his dripping trench coat. He frowned when he noticed the darkness engulfing the house. Where was Dean?

“Dean?” He called out.

No answer.

Trying to avoid getting the carpet wet, Cas moved into the kitchen and flicked the light on. The room was the same as he and Dean had left it that morning. They left the house together before saying their goodbyes and headed off in opposite directions. The only thing that was different, Cas noticed, was the note left in the middle of the kitchen table with what looked like a gift card placed next to it. Cas slid closer to inspect it.

‘Happy Anniversary babe!

Come meet me x’

Attached to the note, wasn’t actually a gift card but a hotel key card with ‘Room 401’ printed on it.

Fuck! Crap, shit, fuck, fuck, fuck!

Castiel had completely forgotten. Today was his and Dean’s fifth anniversary. He was meant to pick up Dean’s present during his break in classes but that didn’t end up happening because he’d taken Anna’s class.

How could he forget? It had been five years since the day that they’d met properly for the first time. Cas couldn’t believe he’d been so nervous, looking back. Everyday with Dean since then had been wonderful.

Within a year of that day in the airport, Cas had finished his degree and moved straight out to Kansas as soon as he could. He got a job at the university and had been working his way up to teaching a few of his own classes in the history department.

Dean still worked at the same garage he’d been at when they met. Except now, he’d bought out half of it from his uncle Bobby and they worked together with the idea that Dean would one day buy him out fully when Bobby wanted to retire (though Castiel suspected the old man planned to just give it to Dean no matter what the younger man said).

They were happy.

Castiel was definitely happy. He’d even been thinking lately that he might pluck up the courage to propose to Dean, and maybe suggest a couple of kids down the line. He hadn’t brought any of this up with Dean though. And now he wouldn’t have a chance. Dean would probably hate him now.

Without a second’s more thought, Cas grabbed the key card and ran back out of the house into the rain.

The card was for the Imperial Hotel, which was only a couple of blocks away. It’d be faster to run it than try to get a cab at this time. Plus, he was already soaked through, what’s a little more rain gonna do?

As he darted around people on sidewalks and jumped over dogs on leashes, Cas went over in his head how he’d try to manage to convince Dean how sorry he was that he’d forgotten their anniversary.

When the Imperial came into view, he increased his speed until he reached the front doors and stopped dead in his tracks. This place was incredibly fancy, somewhere Dean and Cas would never even think to go. Dean really had made an effort.

Castiel looked down at his dripping clothes. Was he really about to embarrass Dean even more by dashing through a posh hotel, dripping water all over its floors? He pictured Dean sitting upstairs in one the many rooms, waiting for his boyfriend to appear.

Cas would run through fire for that man. The hotel managers would have to get over a bit of water.

Before he could rethink his choice, Castiel dashed through the front doors and eagerly tried to find the elevators. Luck seemed to finally be on his side because the elevators opened right out into the lobby.

Ignoring the looks he was getting from other guests, Castiel dashed again to an open elevator. Thankfully, it remained empty as he hurriedly pressed the ‘4’ button until it lit up. The doors closed slowly as if to tease Castiel.

The elevator journey was not nearly long enough for Castiel to calm his nerves. As he stepped out and made his way to the right room, he pulled the key card out of his pocket. He made quick work of locating the room and scanning the key card, slamming the door handle down and pushing the door open urgently.

“Dean, I’m so sorry. I forg-” Castiel was stopped in his ranted apology by the sight of Dean knelt down by a bed scattered with rose petals, with something in his hands.

Once Dean’s eyes took in Cas, he immediately threw the item he was holding onto the bed and raced over to his boyfriend.

“Cas, babe, what happened?” He asked as he put a hand to Cas’ white shirt, which was now see-through. “You look like you took on a rain cloud and lost. Where’s your trench coat? Did you go out in that rain in just this?”

Castiel’s chest still heaved from all the running he’d just done. He took one look at his boyfriend and the day’s stresses all came flooding out. “I’ve had such a bad day. Nothing was going right at work. Then Anna called in sick so I covered her class and forgot all about your present. Then my car finally died so I had to get the bus home in the rain. By which time, I’d forgotten all about our anniversary altogether. I saw your note so I ran here. I’m sorry, Dean.” Castiel’s eyes pleaded with Dean to forgive him.

Dean looked at Cas with awe and love. Before he could say anything, he pulled Cas in for a warming, loving kiss. When he pulled away, he didn’t let go for long, pressing himself against Castiel and putting his face in his boyfriend’s neck. “You have nothing to be sorry for, beautiful.” He whispered against Cas’ cool skin.

“But, Dean! Look at all the effort you’ve gone to!” Castiel protested. He stepped away from Dean and took a closer look at the decorations around the bed. “Look at the petals on the bed.”

Now that Cas had a closer look he could tell the petals weren’t randomly scattered at all. Dean had shaped them to spell the word ‘NERD.’ Cas’ heart melted. That had become their little inside joke since that day in the airport. Cas was even saved as ‘NERD’ in Dean’s phone - with a heart emoji next to it, of course.

“And look at the candles!” Castiel continued looking at the beautiful atmosphere Dean had created. “And the - wait, is that a ring?” Castiel grabbed what looked like a ring box off the bed. This must have been what Dean threw over his shoulder when Cas had stormed in.

“Well, yeah, I guess I was planning to propose.”

Castiel whirled around to face Dean, ring box still in hand and unopened.

“What?!”

Dean smirked at his boyfriend getting flustered again. “I was down on one knee ready to propose when you came in.” He walked over to Cas and took the ring box out of his hands, placing it on a side table and gripping hold of Cas’ hands with both of his. “But then I saw how exhausted and, well, wet you looked so I just sorta hurled the ring away to check you were okay.” He squeezed Castiel’s hand.

Cas looked down at Dean’s hands in his. “So you were going to propose?” Dean nodded and let out a hum in confirmation. “So I ruined it?” Tears started forming in Cas’ eyes. He could feel Dean’s gaze on him but couldn’t bring himself to meet those beautiful green eyes.

“Cas.” Dean whispered, raising Castiel’s chin to make him meet his eyes. “You haven’t ruined anything. And even if you had, you could ruin a million proposals and I’d still go for a million and one.”

“But I forgot your present too.” Cas protested, tears falling down his cheeks.

Dean caught the tears with a finger and wiped them away. “Castiel Novak, you wonderful, beautiful, frustrating idiot. You are my gift. Today and always. I love you, Nerd.”

Castiel finally let out a watery chuckle. “I love you too, Dean.”

“Good.” Dean smiled. “Now, I’m gonna pick up that ring; I’m gonna get down on one knee, and ask you to spend the rest of your life with me. Is that okay?”

Castiel chuckled again and nodded - he couldn’t trust himself to speak right now.

Dean did as he said he would, not letting go of Cas’ hand once (though it was a bit tricky opening the box one-handed).

“Castiel Novak, I’ve known I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you since the day you ran into my arms at that airport. I love you even more everyday. Will you marry me?”

Cas let out a sob and fell to his knees, pulling Dean in for a kiss. “Yes, of course I will.” He whispered against his fiance’s lips.

Thank you for reading!

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playedwright · 3 years

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If it's not too late for the ask game. How about ash, ruby, and cas?

oooohoho never too late!!

How I feel about this character

ash: i think he’s neat but the whole twt fiasco w whatever his name is left me w a bit of a sour taste

ruby: i hate her lmao. i think her character was alright and it was an interesting arc but also like i cannot stand what she did to sam and that overpowers everything else

cas: LITERALLY MY BELOVED i genuinely. and from the bottom of my heart tear up because of him every day it amazes me that the sea double yew made a character this amazing and complex and perfect and managed to treat him like That for twelve years but he’s literally he is everything to me and even once i’m out of my refixation w spn like he’s always gonna be my #1 character i could talk about him for years

All the people I ship romantically with this character

ash: he and dean def hooked up like u can’t tell me they didn’t

ruby: no one<3 LAKJSLJDSF i’m sorry

cas: DO WE EVEN HAVE TO ASK!!

My non-romantic OTP for this character

ash: ummm jo i guess! i think it would have been cool to see more of them they def could have had like a sibling relationship that made antagonizing each other rly fun

ruby: aahhh idk i guess i liked her and anael teaming up that was neat all things considered. the concept of the embodiment of heaven and the embodiment of hell teaming up is just like. immaculate

cas: SAM MY BELOVED he and sam are best friends you can pry this from my cold dead hands. but i also love cas and all his girl best friends ie meg, hannah, kelly, rowena, etc etc

My unpopular opinion about this character

ash: i didn’t like what dark side of the moon did to his character like if dean and sam had gotten me killed i maybe would have not said “i’m cool with it” but like that’s just me<3

ruby: like i just don’t like her? idk if that’s unpopular or not but. i won’t read anything that ships her and sam but also like. i Get that spn treated all of their women characters like shit so i Understand ppl trying to change that i just. it’s not for me with her personally<3 and i don’t think they needed to bring her back for s15 it literally added nothing<3

cas: HE DESERVED BETTER THAN DEAN FUCKING WINCHESTER. yes i ship deancas yes it’s the only romantic ship i have for cas yes it makes me cuckoo bananas but also cas baby he’s just some guy and he’s kind of awful sometimes (affectionate) you can do better king

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.

ash: he should have hit on dean more explicitly like there should have been No room to deny that it was a come on. it would have been fun to see lil s2 dean flustered by blatantly flirty ash

ruby: like if she was gonna die anyway it should have been sam that k*lled her bc of everything she did to him lol

cas: he should have kissed dean with tongue on screen. also the gay gorgon should have kissed him full on the mouth it was homophobic that we didn’t get to see that. jack should have called him dad more. he should have been in more episodes in general but especially the fun episodes. he and sam should have gone on more hunts together and gotten up to shenanigans. i wish the writers hadn’t completely wiped away his badassery in the last few seasons bc they really were just like “we forgot we made him this super strong intense leader who has been fighting his entire life so now he’s going to get h*tecrimed by a couple of demons in the first episode of s14 tee hee” like shut up i hate you. I WISH WE HAD SEEN HIM IN MORE OUTFITS OTHER THAN THEE OUTFIT. he should have kept the striped tie etc etc

#anon #answered #spn #do NOT come for me for saying cas deserved better i am deancoded its allowed #also like!! absolutely no shade to ppl who do like ruby like i rly do understand where you are coming from and more power to you i will just #Not be doing or interacting with what you are doing god bless #this one was fun i had a lot to say apparently laksjdlkjf

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fancat-not-fangirl · 4 years

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It’s Not You Pt.6

a/n: happy mishapocalypse, you guys! I finally finished chapter 6, and it’s a bit longer than the others ones (whoops I got too carried away)

enjoy :)

Dean couldn’t for the life of him understand how the hell this freshman was so damn cute. His hair was so (Dean couldn’t believe he was using the word) voluminous. It bounced at every step, and Dean couldn’t keep his eyes off it. Oh how he wanted to run his hands through it. He could almost feel the silky strands between his fingers. And speaking of eyes, it was like every color blue had been combined, glazed, and inserted into Cas’s cute face. A face that lit up like the sun whenever someone passing by in the halls would say hi to it. A face that looked down and blushed whenever it caught Dean looking at it. A face that was so round and sweet and perfect-

Jesus Christ. Dean realized that he sounded like a schoolgirl with a crush. Exactly like the ones Dean would see on crappy TV shows, ones that would doodle all over their notebooks, drawing little hearts and rainbows all over their crush’s name. Dean suddenly wondered if Cas ever had any crushes. If he ever sat down in math class and doodled the name of his soulmate on the cover of his notebook. Dean mentally shook himself for not asking Sam what the imprint on Cas’s wrist was. Then rethinking it, Dean instead mentally pat himself on the back, because that would have been too obvious. In fact, he was being a bit too obvious now, glancing to his left every few seconds, where he and the incredibly cute freshman would lock eyes and look away, blushing, only to repeat the process a few moments later.

All the while, though, an oblivious Sam was leading them through the halls. Making a left turn here, turning right there, navigating the maze of classrooms and hallways. He’d point to something they’d be passing by and start explaining, or stop them at one classroom or another and launch into a story. But Dean couldn’t concentrate. All he saw were those blue eyes and bouncy hair, along with the extremely adorably flustered looks Cas kept sending him. Sam was (thankfully) blind to the entire affair. He acted like nothing was wrong, and moved to say hello to friends, wave to teachers, and keep up a steady string of words that didn’t make any sense to Dean.

He had now led the group outside, right to the tree Dean noticed on his way into the building not so long ago. His eyes lit up as he attempted to reenact Cas’s daring crusade to save the cat, only earning himself a few laughs from Dean and the surrounding students and an incredibly embarrassed look from Cas. Dean didn’t know how this creature managed to look so flustered and cute at the same time. Again, Dean found himself wondering about the freshman’s soulmate. Had they met? Did Cas know who his soulmate was? And then there was a lingering thought in the back of Dean’s mind that was, was Cas’s soulmate a girl?

Too wrapped up in his thoughts, Dean didn’t even notice when his name was called by Bobby, who had walked out of the school and immediately made a beeline towards the Winchesters, pulling Dean into a rough embrace. The movement shocked Dean out of his schoolgirl thoughts, and he had to remember where he was for a moment. By the time he actually realized that Bobby was talking, he had missed nearly everything the older student had said. With both Sam and Bobby looking at him expectedly, Dean figured that the best thing would be to nod and agree.

Bobby barked out a laugh. “Well I never! Dean ‘You Touch My Car And Die’ Winchester is tired of taking care of his one and only favorite thing in the entire world? I thought I’d never see the day that-”

“I’m sorry what? My car?” The blank eyed stare that Dean gave the others must really have been fucking clueless, because Sam and Bobby immediatly starting cracking up. Still incredibly confused, Dean risked a glance to Cas, who also looked like he had no idea what was going on.

“You sure know how to mess with me, idjit.” Bobby clapped him on the shoulder, preventing any more mooning over Cas. He nodded at the boys and proceeded to shoulder the bag he was carrying, striding past them and towards his pickup truck.

“Dean? Hey Dean?”

“Hmm? You say something?”

Sam rolled his eyes at his brother. “Bobby said he was going to get lunch and I asked you if you wanted to eat, too.”

“Sure. Yeah. Go eat.” Sam gave him a look. Crap. Sam definitely knows something’s up.

Thankfully the food trucks standing outside the college weren’t far from the front of the school, making the walk there short and not as awkward as it could have been. Dean’s mind was taken off of Cas the moment he saw the dozens of food trucks lined up, and he gaped at the enormous food selection. There was a salad truck (that Dean knew Sam probably almost lived in), a taco truck, a sandwich truck, a sushi truck, and AHA! Immediately starting for the burger truck, Dean then proceeded to visit almost every one, getting himself a bit of everything. He found his way to the table on the lawn that Sam and Cas claimed, and Sam laughed at the immense amount of food being precariously juggled by his brother. Dean doubled back and secured himself a slice of apple pie, half of which was gone by the time he made it to the table again.

Sitting himself down with a content sigh, Dean started attacking his hoard, alternating between the tacos and burgers. Sam was staring at him in horror, probably trying to comprehend how his brother managed to inhale so much food without choking. Cas was still averting his eyes, not that Dean noticed, because he totally wasn’t staring at the freshman even while eating.

“So, Dean.” Dean turned his gaze onto his brother, and before Sam could say anything else, mumbled through a mouthful of food, “How can you still eat that rabbit food, Sammy? I’m surprised you’re not green all over from the amount of grass you consume on a daily basis.”

Sam looked afronted at the thought of his beloved salad being referred to as ‘grass.’ Glaring at Dean, he shot back, “I’m surprised you’re not dead from the amount of fat you consume.” Dean snorted, and picked up his burger, biting into it slowly and closing his eyes in content, trying to get another huff out of Sam. He was successful, and his grin widened when he saw Cas’s smile out of the corner of his eye. Sam started talking again, and Dean made sure to pay attention this time, not wanting to repeat the incident with Bobby.

“So, what I was going to say before you interrupted me was, how’s your job? Is it still as a bartender, or did you get fired?” Sam smirked. “Again.”

Making a face at his brother, Dean replied, “It wasn’t my fault this time-” Sam laughed and raised his eyebrow in skepticism. “It really wasn’t!” Dean insisted. “There was this bar fight between these two guys. They were brawling over who got to kiss this hot chick, and I mean HOT, Sammy. Don’t you give me that look. She was. Honest. So. Being the chivalrous, charming, prince to the rescue guy I am, I may or may not have jumped in to defend her honor, getting myself fired in the process.”

Sam barked out a laugh and rolled his eyes again. Dean noticed that Cas had lowered his gaze and was staring into his plate. He tried not to be dissapointed.

“And now?” Sam prompted.

Dean sighed. “Now I got myself a crappy job as a mechanic at some random repair shop. The pay sucks and the people are fucking rude, but hey, I get by.”

Sam smiled sadly and admitted in a quiet voice, “Can’t you get a job closer to campus?” Oh Dean had thought about it before, he really did, because of how much he missed his younger brother. But he never acted on it, worried that he’d seem too overbearing. Noticing Cas intently listening to the brothers, Dean realized that he might just rethink his choice to work away from Sam.

But it’s not like Dean could have admitted all of that to Sam, instead going for an affectionate insult. “You know, Sam, I do have to take a break from your face once in a while.” The comment made Sam smile, and Dean smiled back. He turned back to his pie and suddenly heard a quiet voice from his left.

“Your eyes are so green.”

Dean froze, pie halfway to his mouth. His eyes snapped to Cas, whose entire face went beet red when he realized that he said it out loud. Not knowing what to say, Dean just stared. He was saved by Sam, who obviously didn’t hear what the freshman said. Sam had looked up and noticed Dean staring, causing him to also turn his head towards his roommate.

“Did you say something, Cas?” Cas blushed even more furiously and cleared his throat, getting up.

“I said I had to go to the bathroom.” He mumbled, and left the table to go back inside. Dean watched him leave and his heart sank. Sam, on the other hand, just shrugged and went back to eating his salad.

Poking at his pie, Dean couldn’t find it in himself to eat. With Cas gone, even for a few minutes, Dean didn’t know where to look. There weren’t any sky blue eyes for him to watch, or bouncy black hair to stare at. No cute little nose, or rosy cheeks, or-

“Dean, I swear, something's bothering you today!” For the hundredth time that day, Dean was jolted from his thoughts and/or daydreams about Cas.

“No. Nothing’s bothering me.” The bitch face Sam gave him put all of his previous bitch faces to shame. “Nothing except for the job at the mechanic’s crap shop. Have I mentioned what a douche my boss is?” Not looking completely convinced, Sam went back to his food.

After a while, Dean decided that he just had to know. Screw Sam and his opinions. So, obviously in the most casual manner possible, Dean cleared his throat and blurted, “Has Cas told you his soulmate’s name?”

Of all the things Dean was expecting, (a suspicious glare, a laugh, no answer at all, maybe), what he certainly wasn’t expecting was a blush. Sam ‘Don’t Call Me Sammy Because I’m A Big Boy’ Winchester blushed like a girl and squirmed in his seat. The mumbled “I don’t know” was said entirely too quickly and quietly, and Dean was about to start pestering him about it, but at that moment, Cas came back. He had with him in tow an even shorter person, but one who was obviously older and related to the (super cute) freshman. Dean saw Sam freeze and lower his fork.

With a flustered grin, Cas gestured to the newcomer and quietly proclaimed, “Hey guys, this is Gabriel. My older brother.” The short dude- Gabriel, Dean reminded himself, stepped forward and reached out a hand to Dean, smiling devilishly.

“Sup, broheim. Do you happen to be Cassy Pie’s roommate, or his roommate's brother that he won’t shut up about?”

Oh?

“Gabe.” Cas hissed. His brother put his hands up in mock surrender. Seeing Dean's face, he winked at Cas and whispered, “Ah, so it’s probably the brother.” Stepping around Dean, he stretched his hand out to Sam next, who was still frozen. “That means that you must be the roommate.”

Sam’s dumbstruck face was the epitome of shock, and Dean tried to keep himself from laughing. His brother slowly reached out and shook Gabriel’s hand. They stayed like that for an uncomfortable while, until suddenly Sam stood up and declared that Gabe hadn’t yet seen the campus, and that he needed a tour. Right now.

Abandoning his salad, Sam flew off with Gabe, leaving Dean alone with Cas.

He was screwed.

#supernatural #destiel #sabriel #sam winchester #dean winchester #castiel novak #gabriel novak #college au #soulmate au #destiel fic #it's not you

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koi-sims · 5 years

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Do Sim Evil Better.

I’d been knockin’ this idea around for a long time, and after collecting (or making, in the case of the CAS background) all the right cc, I decided to do something fun and unrelated to my stories and make the most handsome, most ingenious, and most evil man to ever exist in a narrative, Corin Deeth III (who actually named the Corin in my current storyline - Corin with two “r”. #bigFan).

Reader, you may or may not be familiar with the story of Kakos Industries and if you aren’t you truly are missing out. It is the best podcast I’ve listened to since The NoSleep Podcast, and to be honest...I think it actually one-ups my beloved NoSleep. It is a very fun and witty podcast with some great humor, greater hijinks, and can I just mention how alluring Corin’s voice is? Just sayin’. The storyline is awesome, too...so many great characters. I want to make Jr. and Malantha next~ I’ll leave some links at the bottom of the post for those who may be interested. Anyway, without further ado, let’s meet the man of the hour, shall we?

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Well hello, Corin~.... Now, I may have missed the mark, but I always envisioned Corin having short, trendy hair that still embodied professionalism and and air of slight douchery. I have seen a lot of fanart where Corin has long hair and perhaps that is canonically true. If so, I apologize Corin, please do not send me a pair of exploding sneakers. I may have missed his eye color too, but I went with a very piercing blue-green because that’s just my personal taste and light eyes with dark hair is so badass.

Corin’s traits came pretty natural - evil, confident, and I picked hot-headed because it would best help his in-game aspiration (Criminal Mastermind) moreso than him being hot-headed in the canon. He is actually always as cool as a cucumber. I admire that.

And a little in-game blurb for him because why not? Am a ridiculously enamored fangirl? Maybe. (I spelled his name wrong up top, but I fixed it AFTER I took that and the next cap - whoops)

And just for fun, this personality notice about Corin popped up when I went in to do his photoshoot. I just love it and the look on Corin’s face at the time - Ah, the taste of accuracy.

Now, on to the main event. I’ve always wondered what Corin’s sense of fashion was like, and now having listened to 99% of the podcast (it was so fun to catch up, I’m pretty much stalling on finishing what’s out now because waiting for the next is gonna hurt so bad) I’ve gotten too curious and decided to raid his wardrobe. What’s in there, I wonder??? Let’s find out.

Everyday Wear

Oh of COURSE Corin looks dark and dapper in a suit for everyday. Look at that little splash of color! I bet you used the blood of insubordinate employees to make that tie custom, didn’t you? Magnificent. What else do you slip into on the daily? Maybe when you’re home relaxi-

Oh. Um. Well...You do wear a cowboy hat very well, Corin! I mean...they match the boots and everything! I...I’m sure there are a lot of experimental abominations to wrangle around the office so why not dress the part? Not gonna lie, that shirt looks breezy and comfortable as hell. Maybe take a trip to the mountains with King Leopold sometime? (I...I know what happened in the story, and I refuse to let it go. #OTP.)

Formal Wear

Ah. The natural snazz comes out around the time of the Shareholder’s Ball and the CEO Festival, doesn’t it? You didn’t strike me as the bowtie type of evil CEO but I’ll be damned if it doesn’t look amazing on you. I see you’ve forgone your gloves for formal wear. Hard to eat the deviled eggs and tiny cheeses in those, non?

...This must be the suit you wear to the CEO Festival. That’s really the only explanation as to why it always turns out to be...what it usually becomes. I am going to assume that this suit belonged to Mr. Corin Deeth I and you wear it in his honor. I sure he is looking down on you, pleased but also wondering why you haven’t indulged in what is (still) in the right-side inner pocket.

Athletic Wear

You cannot be a successful CEO of an evil megacorp if you let yourself go. Hence why you slip into nothing but basketball shorts for a long, strenuous...sweaty...satisfying...workout. Between culling unnecessary employees and flawlessly delivering the shareholder announcements, you’re deadlifting 400lbs and making 1st in marathons, aren’t you? Of course you are.

And then there’s jazzercise. Cardio IS important and I mean...just running can be a bit tedious, yeah? You’re so well-rounded, Corin, golly. Honestly, I’m not at all mad at your fashion choice for this one. You don’t have to hide it, we are all friends here. The 80′s were a great time and I am happy you’re keeping the impeccable athletics fashion alive.

Sleepwear

Even mega evil mega CEOs need rest from time to time and nothing beats resting out topless and in trackpants. I see you are wearing ADIDAS, the most evil of brands. Not much else I can say. I am too busy admiring what jazzercise has done for you.

Uh oh. It must be one of those days. Malantha has flustered you again, Dirk is texting for more life advice, and Jr. is sending way too many...um...”special photos” to prove his is thinking hard on how to best contribute to the company. Good thing Brosephus is totally awake at 2am and ready to video chat about all of this. It’s SOOOO LAAAAAAME, right?!

Party Wear

Rollin’ up to the New Year’s Festival feels good, especially when you look this mighty fine. Nothing like finally getting past Yule and Anti-Celebrating by finally cutting loose again and making those ultra evil resolutions. Again with the gloves, I see. Well, I guess better safe than sorry. There’s no tell who’ll feel your wrath after four Blue Motorcycles.

Hm. This is quite the uh...departure, Corin. I mean, nothing ever looks bad on you but where on Earth would you even wear this to? Where would it even work??? ...Oh, right! The Festival of Adorableness! Awkward or not, you’ve made it work. I’m willing to bet the Division of Subversive Cute helped out with this ensemble. Kudos to them! I’m sure burning it afterwards was incredibly satisfying for you.

Swimwear

Why are you looking so bedeviled, Corin? How, when you look that prepared for a pool party, can you possibly be in such a foul mood? Oh...oh wait. Malantha has hidden your sunblock, hasn’t she? Goshdarnit! How can you possibly be evil without being as pale as your skin tone will allow?! That Malantha...she truly is evil, isn’t she?

Welp. I guess if you’re going to get a tan, might as well hit every spot you can. Suck on that, Malantha! (....) Also, breaking out the zebra print speedo wasn’t the worst idea you’ve ever had, and I both applaud, and ready my binoculars for, you choice of white swimwear. No booty shot? Ugh. Fair enough...gotta leave something to the imagination, I guess. #disappointmentOverdose

Warm Weather Wear

This is the look of a man about to take off on his mega evil yacht and never look back. That shirt, unbuttoned down to where it is suggestive but not desperate, those shorts, defining the thighs while still looking professional, those boat shoes that scream class and bless you for not wearing socks with them. There is a thin line between evil and insane and you ride it perfectly.

Apparently, even evil knows it wouldn’t be summer without an obnoxiously bright Hawaiian shirt. Ain’t even mad. Oooh, and white pinstripe pants....why yes, dear, they do make you look taller and thinner! I can almost hear you now, as you swagger out the front doors, “I’m off to the Maldives, screw y’all! Also, if a single brick is out of place when I get back, I’ll kill you.” You tell ‘em, Corin.

Cold Weather Wear

Brrrrrr. Generally, evil is always cold, dark, and hateful but sometimes even the weather puts up a good fight. Stylish as ever, you have broken out a very elegant scarf and jacket, expertly layered as to properly insulate all of the darkness within. No hat, though? Of course not. Evil does not get that chilly.

Corin: “What you mean I didn’t win the Ugly Sweater Contest?!”

RUN.

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And that concludes are journey through Corin’s wardrobe! This really was a lot of fun to do, and I’d be ever so pleased if the fine people who bring the @kakosindustries universe alive enjoy it too! I’ve also redecorated Corin’s in-game home (the Alto Apartment’s unit that was formally Lobo’s #sorrynotsorry) and I would like to share that one day too, if I get around to doing the photo tour. I will share some links below to a few relevant sites for anyone whose interested in Corin and the Kakos Industries story. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do. Cheers!

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WCIF: Kakos Industries

Kakos Industries Home - where it’s all laid out

Kakos Industries on Tumblr - contains information about episode releases, fan-created content, and other candid goodies

Kakos Industries on TVTropes - [SPOILERS] a nice place to gather info about the series and related tropes therein

And of course you can find Kakos Industries on Facebook, Twitter, and any podcast service worth it’s salt.

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