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chocolatecakecas · 3 years

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Just A Normal Afternoon: Destiel Ficlet

Some baby jack truthing for the incredible @smiledean ‘s birthday!!! Happy Birthday Alison I hope you have a wonderful day!!!!🥳💖

It was just another normal Wednesday afternoon. Sam and Eileen where off on a hunt, but they were supposed to be back before dinner tonight. So Cas had offered to make the run to the grocery store, and Dean prayed (literally, he's prayed to him three times since he had pulled out of the garage) that he wouldn't come back with half the store again.

So that left Dean and Jack to their own devices. Which is how Dean found himself on the floor in the library, seated across from Jack, on top of a rainbow blanket.

He was currently sending another silent prayer ("I pray to thee Castiel, that so his dumbass remembers that we don't need four different types of spaghetti sauce. Also stop buying kombucha, you know none of us even drink it!"), when a wooden block collided with his knee.

With a smirk Dean glanced down to see the culprit giggling to himself.

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"Message received kiddo, but hey it's not my fault your Dad is a shopaholic. Also we don't throw things" Dean tacked on at the end for good measure.

All he got in response was incoherent babbling, so he's assumed that "no throwing" lesson didn't stick, but hey that's a future Dean problem.

"Dee!" Jack screamed as he started wiggling and twisting in place.

"Oh do we have a dancing baby now? You're right kid, it is too quiet in here. You handle the clean up crew, and I'll go put another record on?" Dean offered and Jack flapped his hands around in the pile of blocks.

He quickly made his way to the record shelf(the bunker came full of record players, so Dean just improved their music selection), and began to comb through the albums.

"Any requests?" Dean called over his shoulder. Jack babbled in response, adding a little screech at the end.

"Good choice, bud. My thoughts exactly" Dean agreed, as he pulled out Queen's, Jazz. It had Jack's new favorite song.

Dean placed the needle on the second track, hoping he could tire Jack out a bit before his nap. Jack cheered when the song began, so Dean crossed the room, sitting back down in his spot. Jack hurriedly toddled over to him, and Dean grabbed his hips twisting him to the beat, as Jack laughed his head off.

He sang along, while Jack tried to mimic some of the sounds, and for a 13 month old he wasn't half bad.

Halfway through the third song Jack barreled into Dean's chest with an "oof".

"Hey you can't be tired already squish, I thought you were a dancing machine!" Dean teased as he lifted him up to blow a raspberry on his belly. Jack's laugh echoed through the halls.

Then he sat him in his lap, and Jack grabbed Dean's face with his little hands, smooshing his cheeks together.

"I know dancing takes a lot out of ya, what a workout! How about I grab your juice and you take a breather? Then the party can reconvene?" Dean suggested.

"App joooce!"

"Coming right up squish. Stay right here, capiche?" He said as he set him back down on the blanekt.

"Capeee" Jack repeated back with a smile.

So Dean quickly made his way to the kitchen, double checking that Jack was still within earshot.

He ripped open the fridge grabbing the jug of apple juice and plucked Jack's favorite sippy cup from the drying wrack on his way to the counter. As he poured the juice the opening chords of "Don't Stop Me Now" flitted down the hall, followed by an excited shriek. Dean couldn't help but laugh, god the things his kid did to his heart.

Dean screwed on the cap, making sure it was secure. The last thing they needed was apple juice staining the eighty-year old hardwood floors.

He heard the tell tale sound of Jack's feet on the floor as he danced to the music. So he jogged back to the library.

Dean froze. The smile slipped off his face, barely registering the sippy cup hitting the floor.

His heart leapt in his throat at he took in the scene before him.

He couldn't move, couldn't think, couldn't talk, what was he goi-

A book smacked him in the face, snapping him back to reality.

Around the room mugs, pens, pages of research, Jack's blocks, and hundreds of books floated around the room, bobbing through the air to the beat.

And in the center. Jumping in place on his rainbow blanket, arms above his head, was Jack.

Dean's heart began to race as the fear took over. He watched as lamps and ancient, heavy, artifacts flew right above his son's head.

He's never done this before, hell Dean didn't even know he could do this.

He suddenly couldn't breathe.

If Dean called his name he might startle him causing hundreds of objects to come crashing down.

But if he didn't call his name soon, then he wouldn't get his attention, then he'd get tired (it was almost naptime) and just drop everything all at once and crush himself a-

Focus Winchester.

So with a shaky breathe, Dean slowly bent down to pick up the fallen sippy cup. Then, carefully dodging an ashtray, he inched closer trying to make his presence known.

It must have worked because Jack turned to Dean with a bright smile.

"Dee!!"

"Hey kiddo. Why don't you put those arms down and come get your juice from Dee?" Dean said with the happiest voice he could muster and a smile plastered on his face.

And of course Jack raised his arms even higher in excitement when he spotted the juice.

"Dee look!"

Shit

"Yeah buddy I see, but if you lower your arms, you can have your juice? But only if you lower your arms, okay bud?" Dean offered switching tactics, trying (and failing) not to let his desperation show.

But Jack had already forgotten all about Dean and the juice because all of his attention was on the bridge of the song, lost in the guitar solo. And he apparently used his mojo to crank the volume too.

Then everything began spinning faster, and Dean had to dive to the floor to avoid a statue to the face.

He kept his head up, eyes trained on Jack, as he army crawled towards him.

"Jack! Baby please! Why don't you put your arms down for Daddy?" He pleaded reaching out as he moved closer.

Dean dared a glance up, eyes blowing wide, as he took in the tornado of crap above him. Fear dropped in the pit of his stomach as he, urged forward, heart pounding in his chest.

God he could almost grab him, just a couple more inches. Dean has to get him, what if he gets crus-

"Da!"

And then, hundreds of objects came crashing down around them.

The air left his lungs as he scrambled to get to Jack.

Who was sitting on his blanket, not a single book or a block within two feet of him, smiling to himself.

Thank fucking god.

Dean scooped him up, squeezing him tight against his chest. Jack was fine, he wasn't smushed like a pancake by some old statue, he was saf-

Then there was another thud.

He snapped up to see Cas, standing slack jawed, wide eyed, with shopping bags spilling out around his feet.

"Da!" Jack cheered again wiggling out of Dean's grasp, racing towards Cas, who wasted no time picking him up.

"Well, it looks like you two had a busy afternoon" Cas said, smirk clear in his voice as he recovered from the initial shock.

The same could not be said for Dean, as he deflated, flopping on his back. He tried to get some air back in his lungs, as he worked through what he was sure was a minor heart attack.

"Dean, I told you Jack was too young to watch Matilda" Cas hummed as he crossed the room.

And Dean could only muster the strength to flip his finger in the air. And looked up when he felt Jack being dropped on his chest.

"I'm going to get the rest of the groceries, so do try to keep our son from flying the knife collection around the room, next" Cas joked with a smile as he pressed a kiss to his forehead.

Dean shot him a glare without any real heat behind it, then turned his attention to his kid perched on his chest, sippy cup of juice now in hand.

"Hi Dee!" Jack smiled, as if the events from two seconds ago, never occurred. That's kids for ya.

"Yeah hi kiddo" Dean said exasperated as he laid his head back down, shutting his eyes.

He stayed their for a moment still trying to overcome the shock, until Jack crawled higher up his chest and squishing his face with a giggle. And a smile tugged at Dean's lips, opening his eyes to see Jack peering down at him.

"Alright, naptime super-baby. Dee needs to sleep off his heart failure" Dean said pushing himself off the floor, and he carried Jack down the hall.

God this kid was literally going to be the death of him, but Dean didn't mind too much. Normal Wednesdays are boring anyway.

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#happy birthday alison!!!!#💛💛💛💛🥳🥳🥳🥳#this turned out longer than i planned so i hope it makes sense!!!#destiel ficlet #baby!jack #dean winchester #castiel #jack kline #baby jack truthing #destiel #bec writes #deancas #casdean #destiel fic #dadstiel #dad!dean

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xeher-zolier · 2 years

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Chapter 2 - Magic; Famous Professors (BOOK 2)

Students jolt awake as a human like scream is heard through out all of dorm one. Luilah throws the blanekt off and leaps from the bed, losing her balance as the floor isnt the flattest of floors and has many bumps and curvs.

She instantly relises that it her pet Barking Owl, screaming as loud as it can. She grabs her english oak wand ff the dresser as she races past it.

Once she is in the sitting room of the Ruby, Agate, Sapphire and Onyx houses she points her wand at a white cage with red bots all over it.

The dorms being in a tree and its roots can be a make anyone irritated due to the lack of elbow room and no privacy.

"Appear!"

Luilah says nothing happens, nothing appears in the cage, however the screaming does stop... That is until 5 seconds later where it starts screeching again. Luilah grabs the closet blanket and just throws it over the cage.

"Blocage!"

A tall girl, around 6 foot 1, dark brown eyes, which can easliy be mistaken as black, and strawberry bronze hair.

The owl appears, slowly stops screaming as the girl who casted the spell, looking it with a glare that can make any creature and person shiver and back down in fear.

"Thanks for the help.. I guess?"

Luilah says to the girl as zhe snaps to her, making her jump. Luilah sees that the taller girl has bags under her eyes.

"Learn to control that thing or he ... He will be my breakfast.."

The girl threatens, pointing her wand at Luilah. Luilah notices that the students want is made of a rare wood, Agar wood.

"And I will make sure, that you will never want to own another pet. Ever. Again... consider this a warning."

The students warns her, taking her self back to her bedroom which is shared with three others. She goes over to her owl, who is looking at the bottom of its cage.

"It's okay. I won't ever let anyone hurt you."

Luilah reassures the owl. The owl purrs hearing those words. She grabs the blanket and places it over the cage.

Four students, two male, two female. Each one of them us wearing a shirt that is coloured one of the four houses sharing this student area.

The back of the shirt is two black lines across the bottom under a gaint sewed on gem of the house name. The names of the students current year level is under it.

"Good morning everyine. We are aware that we all woke up a ... unqie way."

He says looking at Luilah and her owl. Luilah puts a hand on the bird cage. It's not her faukt that she can't control the owl.

The student is wearing a dark blue t-shirt with a picture of a embrowed sapphire on back, Pants a black jeans, socks are also black along eith his shoes which are black.

He has short, naturaly curly messy brown hair, indecating that he had just woke up and thrown on his cloths, hasn't brushed it yet, with brown eyes.

"I am the head student of Sapphire house, my name is Wilbur Long. I am in my second last year of schooling. I am aiming to be a future charms professor."

Wilbur explains to the group of students. Some of the students wave while others say hello and the rest dont say or do anything.

"Next!"

A student shouted, possibly someone from Onyx, maybe even a Ruby student. Wilbur looks around the group, hoping the student would step forward. However no one stood forward.

A girl in a grey t-shirt with shoulder blonde length hair, golden eyes and around the same height as Wilbur, maybe even a little shorter, she clears her throat. She has a Onyx on the back of her shirt. She looks like her parents are from asian decentands.

"I am Hyerim Kim. I am from Korea. I am in my final year working to be a herebologist. My family is from the gold ranks. If you haven't guessed I am the head student of Onyx house."

Some kids, mostly boys from Onyx house, shout out compliments, others was whistling. Hyerim glares at everyone, they all go silent.

“I am not somebody you can easily blow smoke or blow your whistle at first and foremost.”

She says in a sassy manner, holding the clipbored to her side, looking at the decrition the whistling came from.

“Second of all... I don’t care at all what house you hail from, what ranking your family comes from, what you are and whatever, if you want to blow your little whistle, whistle at anywhere but near my presence.”

She continues, looking around at all the students. One student, Scarlet De Costa, Luilsh's younger sister, raises her hand, clearly wanting to ask a question. Wilbur points at her, telling her to talk.

“Is there anything wrong with whistling?”

Scarlet asks Hyerim out of curiosity. Hyerim looks at her, noticing that Scarlet is quiet young. Hyerim takes in a deep breathe before explaining.

"Actions like that is named many things, some which are cat calling and wolf whistling. Something which is heavly wrong and offen looked down on."

Hyerim explains to Scarlet as she takes a look at her clipbored. Scarlet nods, understanding what was just said.

“Ah okay! I understand now!"

Scarlet exclaims, many of the younger female students nod, also understanding.

"Yup and anybody wants to break this rule with me, you’re a cat to me.”

Hyerim continues, she looks up from the papers and at a female whos skin colour is a bit darker of the three, eyes are from asian desendants as well. Her short is a dark mix of rainbow with a Agate on the back.

"Well said Hyerim. My name is Dalisey Demago, I am from Indoinsa. I am in my final year of schooling and I am working hard to become this school's possible Elemental Arts professor by next year. If you can't tell I am the head student of Agate house."

Dalisey smiles and waves at everyone, most of us smile as wave back. She seems to be a super friendly person, anyone can become friends with her regradless of year level, age, race and skin colour.

The last person, a male clears his throat. His hair goes down to his back, his skin tone is a deep cocoa colour. His eyes are brown. He is taller than the other three stdeunt heads and his weight is around fit with some mucles. His shirt is a dark red with a ruby gem sewed onto the back.

"My name is Johnny Cohan. I am the head student of Ruby house and one of the head students on the student body. Some day I wish to work for Magical Arts School Safety, MASS if you want a shorter way of saying it."

He explains with a visble aurora of confadince, a level of confadince Luilah wishes to have some day.

"Some year levels have already started their classes. Before you go you will get which group you are in which will either be group one or group two. Once you are in a group you will go down to the dinning hall to grab something for breakfast."

Hyerim explains looking at the clipbored. Very slowly and surely we are put into one of the groups and soon in the dinning hall.

Once I sit down next to my sister Headmaster Vandone races in with another professor. Both look worried and a little stressed out "He must seem hungry." Scarlet jokes

#inspired by harry potter #inspired #magic school #magic #magica #magical #wizards #wizard #witches #witch

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xwynn · 7 years

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its almpst 4 in the am and i've been drinking all night and im at my friends house and i just woke up and none of that is strange, what is strange is that im cuddling with one of my classmatss

#also i hotta throw up #the guy on the floorbist stealing on my blanekt idk how #why dont i mind cuddlijgn wih this dude i've gotten soft #wynnie rambles

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sera-bean · 3 years

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"What a stupid day. Why would anyone want to throw people shorter than them?" (Cu Alter @thelovesofthegods)

Poking her head out of her blanekt pile she sighed.

"Cuz they like makin fun of us is why"

@thelovesofthegods

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iamprotech · 3 years

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klingonandon · 7 years

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i was tagged by my dear @sovietbuckys who is the only one I do memes for anymore because I love her lol

rules: answer 30 questions and then tag 20 blogs you would like to know better.

1. Nicknames: gar, gay-rett, dad, idk my nickname count has diminished since changing my name lol 2. Gender: agender? male? idk 3. Star sign: piskes 4. Height: 5 feet, 11 inches 5. Time: 11 pm 6. Birthday: march 5th 7. Favourite bands: panic at the disco, uhhhhh. fall out boy? civil wars? 8. Favourite solo artists: lady gaga. 9. Song stuck in my head: at literally any given moment it is safe to assume that “no scrubs” specifically the bastille version is playing in my head. 10. Last movie watched: hot fuzz! because we were on a cultist kick 11. Last show watched: i was watching chowder like twenty minutes ago lol 12. When did I create my blog: this one is only like a year old but my other one was made in like 2010 13. What do I post: uhhh overwatch, star trek, mass effect, some vidya games, lots of dumb memes and soooooo many cats 14. Last thing I googled: i dont want to tell you 15. Do you have other blogs: not anymore because i forgte lmao 16. Do you get asks: the only asks i usually get are kind people answering questions i ask in the tags of posts when i like dont get a joke or dont know what something is from. 17. Why did you choose your url: i am the official jesse mccree in my osul 18. Following: 405? 19. Followers: 235 20. Favourite colours: that real cute like minty blue/teal color?, and soft canary yellows, and also red. i love pastels 21. Average hours of sleep: depends. anywhere from 4-12 lol 22. Lucky number: 5. 23. Instruments: used to be french horn, trombone, mellophone, trumpet, and a little baritone. 24. What am I wearing: my cargo shorts, white ankle socks, and bodhi t shirt. 25. How many blankets I sleep with: like...3. a thin comforter, a thick comforter, and a throw blanekt. 26. Dream job: traveling rep for like...conventions or smth. 27. Dream trip: idk maybe to go to nycc or sdcc? 28. Favourite food: mac and cheese! 29. Nationality: american. 30. Favourite song now: oh man uhhhh mmmm idk tbh!

oh I almost forgot to tag people. I don’t know 20 people so just pretend i tagged you if you wanna do it. actually now im too anxious to tag people. just pretend i did.

#about me #ask meme #i suddenly got too anxious to tag people so if you do it just pretend i tagged you

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