Imagine your OTP met when they were pretty young. When they were about ten years old, person A asks person B if they want to be person A’s girlfriend/boyfriend (because they’re little kids and that’s what little kids do). B says yes, and they start ‘dating’: lots of hugging, quick kisses on the cheek and hand-holding that comes with furious blushing. For whatever reason, the two never break up. Instead, their 'relationship’ gradually develops into a real one as they realize that they have legitimate feelings for one another, that they’ve gone and fallen in love.
Bonus: their friends tease them about being the only couple they know that’s been together since elementary school.
criminalcastiel asked: Okay so I love your writing! Anyway ‘Your favorite
show did something really awful to you this week and I, your confused next door
neighbor, must comfort you, as you’ve been crying for ten minutes now’ AU &
all I’m picturing is Dean watching Dr Sexy and 'crying’ over an emotional
character death and Cas coming over to borrow something or hears Dean maybe?
And Cas ends up watching all Dean’s fave episodes w him to cheer him up. :)
Author’s note: I loved this idea! Also, Dean is all of us.
felt a tad self-conscious as he stared at his neighbor’s door, waiting for
someone to answer. Granted, Castiel wasn’t usually the ‘borrowing sugar’ type
of person, but tonight he felt like making an exception. It was nearly eleven
pm, and there were at least fifty more papers that he was supposed to grade
before a new day dawned. If he didn’t want his students to strangle him for
being late with their results, that was. Needless to say, there was no way he’d
manage to do that without at least a
bucket of coffee, and of course he was out of coffee, tonight of all
When no one
was answering the door, Castiel considered moving on to one of the other
apartments on his floor; seeing as he’d moved to this building less than a
month ago, he didn’t know any of his neighbors personally anyway. Just as he
was about to leave, the door of the apartment slowly opened, and the face of a
man about Castiel’s age greeted him, albeit with a forced, watery smile.
his ability to speak; for one because this man was too gorgeous to be real, but
also because there were unmistakable tears in the green eyes that regarded
I can help you with?” Castiel’s neighbor prompted when the silence got awkward.
sorry.” Castiel spluttered helplessly at the sight. “I can see that this is
obviously a very bad time. I’ll leave now.”
the man shook his head as he produced a sound that could either be a sob or a
chuckle. Come to think of it, it was probably a sob.
it’s fine.” He said, rubbing a stray tear off of his cheek. “What’s up?”
passed as Castiel tried to remember why he was here in the first place, but
then his fuzzy brain reminded him that, oh yes, he was in need of coffee.
next door.” Castiel blurted out his explanation, pointing to his left. “I was
wondering if I could borrow some coffee?”
Which one in your otp has no concern for their personal health and forgets to eat or sleep, and which one is always worried and lecturing the other about health and safety and not wanting to lose them over something stupid so just for the love of God will you please eat something it’s been 2 days
Seblaine Week 2015 → Day 3: NYU/Sense8
NYU student Blaine Anderson finds himself linked with Sebastian Smythe, another student in Paris, France. The two share each other’s thoughts, senses, and feelings that later develops into a deeper intimate connection.
According to his teacher, Mrs. Roberts, his tutor’s name is Zayn and he is supposed to be waiting for him by the front desk. “He’s really handsome,” she had said, “dark hair always high up in the air and he also wears glasses.”
Of course he is. He is a nerd studying English for fuck’s sake. Liam makes his way through the door, the Library still silent and almost empty except from some old man behind the front desk, with grey hair and a huge mustache and next to him stands a boy who must be Zayn.
Liam fails English and needs some tutoring sessions.
Eren goes and checks out some closets. He ends up opening one and finding Levi. *takes out phone and calls Mikasa* "I think I found one you might like except it comes with some kind of closet dwarf." "Eren, buy me my damn closet. I don't care what it comes with." "Okay, okay. Not my fault if it gets attached."
CLOSET DWARF. //imcrying
Drunk Levi refuses to get out the closet, even the staff can’t get him out. “You can’t make me leave my own damn home”