also lets talk about how okay i would be with them making out w h o o p s

Reaction; NCT 127- Finding out that their crush likes them but is too shy to act upon it

Their crush isn’t aware of the fact that they know <(‘o’<) 

requested by the lovely @bts-mess

I think I got a little carried away :)


Originally posted by planettaeil

  • super shy
  • but handles it maturely
  • was already about to ask their crush out
  • panicking slightly
  • this literally made everything better
  • starts dressing up super fancy around his crush
  • would not tell 127 whats up
  • they finally forced him to crack tho
  • ran away from them
  • tries to find them some time alone
  • politely asks them out on a date
  • its all very gentleman like
  • he seems very calm and smooth on the outside; is dying out of 4673824367821 emotions on the inside


Originally posted by 1aeyong

  • warm, fuzzy feelings
  • he keeps giggling and twirling and dancing for the first day or two
  • regains composure
  • still can’t stop smiling though
  • realizes that he just needs to make his move and ask his crush out
  • wants to make sure that they’re okay w/ him first, but also doesn’t want them to suffer if they have feelings
  • will first try to get to know his crush as a friendly face if he hasn’t already
  • honestly, so much weight has been lifted off his shoulders
  • he could’ve dealt w/ rejection but this crush has turned out to be realllllly biggggg
  • doesn’t ask the members for advice
  • asks them out in a very calm and casual way
  • “listen, so we’ve been speaking for a while now, and I really would like know if you would want to go out sometime”
  • prioritizes his crush’s feelings so they don’t feel overwhelmed
  • he usually doesn’t tend to
  • wants to keep the mood light and funny but is also stressing about accidentally being rude


Originally posted by tybeoji

  • freaking out tbh
  • how can they, a completely amazing and beautiful person, like him and be shy about it ????
  • cant stop squealing
  • covering his face with his hands, a happy and blushing mess
  • wants to confess
  • but think that his crush might be mad bc how on Earth did he find out ??????
  • wants to give them time to figure out their feelings
  • gets convinced by 127 to just find some courage and ask their crush out
  • starts by apologizing for the fact that he found out
  • is a gushing mess
  • his crush just giggles and hugs him
  • he is    s h o c k e d
  • but more confident
  • takes a deep breathe and just asks them out
  • they say yes (obviously ♡)


Originally posted by i-am-whalien-95

  • soO happy !!!
  • happiness is the only thing that can describe it
  • treated 127 to a big dinner
  • super flirty after finding out tho
  • knew it would happen tbh
  • this just gave him a conformation
  • (but also think… how did i get so lucky ???)
  • literally would walk up to their crush and ask them out
  • wants it to be bold
  • but also wants to make sure that their crush isn’t uncomfortable
  • thinks that theyre the best thing ever
  • has been clinging to them even before first date
  • loves love
  • loves being in love
  • over the moon honestly


Originally posted by dovounq

  • smug about it
  • also kinda shy
  • walking on the moon
  • always very composed and funny
  • but is literally crumbling rn, his heart can’t take it
  • wants everything to be perfect
  • planning FUTURE dates already
  • plans to confess but doenst want anything grand but it still needs to be special
  • not sure how to make first date special
  • will not let anyone help
  • but still rants a lot
  • would find the person alone and give them chocolates or a present or something and do a cheesy “ive liked you for such a long time, etc, and i’m hoping that you would do the honours of going out w/ me”


Originally posted by neotechs

  • once said in an interview that he always likes making the first move, no matter how nervous he is
  • this works for him
  • immediately acts on it
  • knows that he should never miss an opportunity
  • probably wants to do something super fancy and cliché
  • in a good way ofc
  • probably will hand their crush a letter that says smthng like “meet me at ______ at 8 PM”
  • some place romantic and pretty vacant
  • dresses up formally
  • tells them he found out and does some grand confession of love
  • probably ends the night with a kiss/kiss on the cheek
  • big soppy romantic but will never admit it


Originally posted by king-kisu

  • cannot stop smiling
  • starts complimenting everyone around him
  • hugs everyone and sings in every language that he can
  • L I P   B I T I NG 
  • his heart will   n o t   calm down
  • thinks he is very lucky
  • was shocked at first
  • now thinks its meant to be
  • will act normal around their crush
  • or well tries to… can’t help but blush and increase skinship a little
  • spends a few days trying to make a cute romantic date
  • everything is very fluffy
  • asks them to take a walk with him, super casual
  • stops them and asks them to go on a date


Originally posted by onceagainnct

  • how did this happen ????????
  • this was just meant to be a small side crush
  • spoiler alert: it is not
  • feels like he should act upon it now
  • doesn’t know if crush actually wants a relationship
  • like what if they just think he’s cute or something
  • (even that thought makes him blush)
  • everyone tells him to go for it
  • still doubtful tho
  • full !! of !! energy !!
  • is really sweet and tries a few times to talk to his crush about this
  • always somehow gets interrupted
  • takes a lot of deep breathes
  • finally tells his crush after about a week
  • says it really slow and can feel himself blushing
  • still absolutely fully capable tho


Originally posted by nctinfo

  • has been talking about his crush for weeks
  • has been talking to the crush themselves for weeks as well
  • jokes that they always liked him
  • always seems super confident
  • but this just literally dumbfounded him
  • he cannot believe,,,,,,,,,,,,,, ???
  • he knows that they don’t know that he likes them ???
  • needs to do something tbh
  • jumping around the dorm for advice and spouting random questions @ his hyungs
  • probably will not accept any help tho
  • prepared for anything™
  • flirts with them 24/7 now
  • hints to them that he knows
  • always finding excuses to hang out w/ them
  • he’s sure that they can hear his heart beating like crazy
  • now stuck in an awkward more-than-friends-but-not-exactly position
  • kind of enjoys it

i had to make this 2 parts (maybe 3 we will see) cause i was almost at 5 k and you and eunwoo still havent met so like, it had to be 2 parts

Originally posted by astrodaily

  • So its finals season, you are dying because of AP testing/revisions/big mean tests that give you too  much stress
  • Should you be studying cause these tests that have a huge impact on your grade? yes
  • But will you? I mean technically yes,,,
  • It still counts as studying if you are looking at studyblrs right??? totally
  • You end up finding a blog that posts study tips and weekly updates of their bullet journal
  • Tbh they look like they have their life together bc sometimes you see some moodboards of their desk and like healthy smoothies with like,, kale, and spinach
  • Their url is @morningwakeupcall Wow even their url makes it     seem like they have their life together
  •  You follow their blog because it’s pretty and you like pretty things, so you close tumblr because it’s 11pm you really should start studying
  •  Your life doesn’t really change after that, sometimes instead of jungkook’s abs on your dash now you see a  pretty bullet journal 
  •  One day you’re scrolling through tumblr and you see a picture of bts at the bbms in @mornginwakeupcall ‘s bullet journal 
  •  You’re dying on the inside because!!! One of your favorite groups!! Is in that journal!!! that someone who has their life together!!!  
  • O h  m y
  •  You reblog the post and add a bunch of !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and keyboard smashes in the tags 
  •  You feel very happy and kinda like a proud mom that this guy likes bts too 
  • You decide you’re gonna send them an ask (on anon of course you feel hella awkward showing them who you are,, what if they think you are a weird stalker online no thank you you’re not about that life) 
  • Before you send them the ask     you wait like 6 minutes so they maybe won’t think that the kpop blog that     just reblogged thier kpop themed bullet journal sent them an ask, like this     is some 007 james bond shit right here you gotta take some precautions 
  •  After the 6 minutes have passed     you double checked that you pressed anon, and send the ask
  •  You’re sitting there on your phone refreshing his dash smh why are you so invested in this just to see his response- oH SNAP HE ANSWERED

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420 Followers Special

the long awaited 420 followers special is here~
two things we
’d like to say first before anything else
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 chirstmas specials since chirstmas is rolling around soon. 
also, we might so a shameless self-promo soon for our other scenario blog.

It was once again that time of day where everyone was finally free enough to log onto the chat room. You finally submitted all your final projects and the dreadful exam season has passed, now all that’s left is the even more dreadful waiting time for your results, but for now, you figured it was wise to give yourself a break. With your sleep deprived ass in tow, you logged into the chatroom wanting to tell everyone you’re free now so maybe you guys could hang. 

[you entered the chatroom]

you: helllooooooo

Jaehee Kang: Good evening. 

Jumin Han: It’s a beautiful evening. Tonight, Elizabeth the 3rd looks beautiful as well.

ZEN: -.- dude

you: I’m sleeeepy. I really need to sleep. I’ve only been getting five hours of sleep every night for the past two weeks. 

ZEN: That’s no good! You have to sleep properly or it’ll damage your skin!!

Jaehee Kang: I agree.

you: boooo. hypocrites. 

you: Anyways, I wanted to ask if you guys wanted to hang out sometime. I finished my exams and stuff and

you: I

you: AM

you: FREE

707: fffFREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

707: Hold on! I think someone is coming

ZEN: There’s no way someone’s going to log in just because you said so. 

[Yoosung★ has entered the chatroom]

Yoosung★: guuuuyssss qAq 


Yoosung★: i think i’m going to fail my exam


Yoosung★: what?

you: o shit whaddup

ZEN: you sound like Seven

Jumin Han: ?

Jumin Han: Is that a new greeting?

Jaehee Kang: Luciel, did you teach her that?

707: ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

707: I didn’t know you memed (☞ ͡ ͡° ͜ ʖ ͡ ͡°)

you: o shoot farewell

[you left the chatroom]

You logged out of the chatroom in panic. Yes, you’re a casual memer but you didn’t want to weird RFA out with your hobby so you kept your memes to yourself. Being sleep deprived made you kinda forget you were with RFA and your inner meme came bursting out. You threw yourself onto your bed and rolled around in frustration. 

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It’s been a long time, w/o u my quotes

+i am not your friend
+i am not a furry

‘‘My Mac Daddy Skills are Super Limp’’

‘‘i was just listening to the spice girls and i have to come back to this’’

+i can’t find my titty holder
-Why do i use my time for this

-Guess what
+youre gay?
-yes but
-*whispers in your ear * hexaflexagons

-10/10 date ideas
+If when we met u don’t drag me to a date like that I’ll asume u don’t love me
-*crosses the border into spain * come on babe its time to count down those calories and burn that thigh fat
-ok but when you think about the name ‘‘burn your fat with me’’ could mean 2 totally different things like this could be some innocent workout where youre just getting fit or whatever the fuck but this could just as easily be a ‘lets slice off your leg fat and burn it in a sacrifice to satan bc with the power of love anything is possible. and they say romance is dead’ type thing

+i need all the attention
-bitch accept my love
+i,, eve?
+are you okay
+you just said i love you
-b i t c h accept it

‘‘i have multiple friends i refer to as mom in my contacts and then my actual mom and before i was smart and changed the names i nearlt sent a joke to my actual mom about how i wanted to eat her pussy’’

-Shit they saw the window sex aBORT
-Ripperoni them two
+Dicks? In my window??
-Its more likely than you think

‘‘he gay
the french ones are always gay’’

‘‘I just spammed my mom with middle fingers hi’’

-I’m gonna crawl under a rock and die
-See y’all in hell I guess
+No don’t die
-Too late
-I’m dead inside

-Keiths hard
+hel p i think i saw a blood slurper?
~Keith’s hard
-you ass
+mosquito ::::::::((((

-‘‘Aritmetic love series’’ the only sadism here is the math
+I knew the hexaflexagons had something to do with all of this
-Math is art
~Math is pain
+Life is pain
-Art is pain
~Art is math
#My hair is a mess
~Life is a mess

‘‘Grandma: ‘‘do you want to die, huh?’’
Me internally: yes absolutely I creve death’’

-Tf did I come back to
~we just yelled out the sexual tension
-This is underage I’m gonna go
~i called novi a syrup licking cunt
~and he said he would ‘‘tuck my ass in’’ and then we screamed about how we tought the other was pretty

‘‘I am ready to fight a god.’’

‘‘Texas time I’m coming over to hug you
Don’t question how
Just believe in the yeehaw powers’’

-what rhymes with angel
-wait no
-my name is langel
-it rhymes with
-i like to lick
-what am i doing with my life


-Kiku stop being so fucking edgy jfc
+I’m so edgy I can cut myself on me
-Oh my god

‘‘*gets fucked real hard up the ass * how much sp did you get just then’’

-Rub salt into my wounds like youre up in the Alaskan wilderness, harvesting meat so you can survive the unforgiving winters and manage not to starve. Pound me and grind me untill Im all fine and then wrap me up in plastic before shoving me in a shed for 4 months and slowly eating my remains until Im non existent
+God damnit, you’re turning me on

-Why is your German boyfriend unaware of the existence of trees
+I don’t know
+maybe it’s a German thing?? Maybe they don’t have trees there,,,

-Young love
-I remember when I was young
+I’m a year older than u
-did i fucking stutter

-I’ll just summon a demon on another day uwu
+Eve you are a demon
~Eve is a good demon
-I need to summon an army, baba
-I’ll become the dictator of a country of demons

‘‘Why must you yeehaw’’

‘‘yeehaws from europe’’

-yeehaws from south europe
+yeehaws from north-central europe
~stop yeehaws they’re not even a thing here
-Yeehaws are an European thing now guys
+yeehaws in polish
~No they’re not
+yeehaws in eUrOpeaN
+yes they are

‘‘Also mother asked me if I’m looking for my dream priencess on the beach and yes mom thank you I am gay’’

-I need to go to Walmart today
+Get some wasabi peas 4 me
~Ger some edgy candles for me
+Oo ye

-ya like jazz?
+i ducking love jazz
-That’s rude to ducks
+youre rude to ducks
-Duck you
+id duck you so hard, eve
~God my legs hu- What did i come back to
+oh hi novi why are you awake?
+: )

-if i stay up 2 days with no sleep and then write something 
-how bad can i get
-im already fucking terrible with 1 day of no sleep
-could be interesting
+Ryan you’re gonna stunt your growth
-ive already accepted the fact that im never gonna grow to be a redwood tree

‘‘Been here for 2 seconds and I’ve already destroyed a relationship’’

-Why is post apocalypse Mr. Krabs into bdsm
+why wouldn’t he
~The world is burning,,,,,,,,,,, lets masturbate
-Novi what the actual fuvc
+and they say romance is dead
-It is and you two killed it
+wym we are the most romantic of the romantics sweet and innocent angels
+who did nothing wrong
+get over here you spanish bitch
~I’m already here you American asshole
+we’re proving how romantic we are now shove it up your asshole
~Right after u

+Are you okay
-sorry i turned on a hannah montana playlist and nobodys perfect came on
-this was my shIT

-now baba is really gonna go to jail
-good job novi you idiothole
+shut up Ryan u stupid ass
-you like my stupid ass though
-i just dont like your idiothole
+which one of them
-idk novi why dont you pick you seem to have many holes on your body
+Honestly why are we like this 
-have you decided which hole is your idiothole yet or are you still trying to count them all to make a decent decision
+Ryan is2g
~lowkey laughing because wtf the fuck guys
+Same tbh
-im just sAYING
-novi your name is literally ryan fucker
+I’m not cheating on u w/ another ryan
-theres a spanish ryan i fucking know it
-gonna kill that bitch
+Nah but my psicologist is called Randall
-what an english you did there
+Fuck me up y
-which hole is your y
-im crying o love annoying you
+Well fucc u then
-which hole
+I’m leaving
~I don’t know whether to cry or laugh at your interactions

-yo evvu
+eve my meme bro
-If eve is ur meme bro
-Then what am I
-my bro bro
-meme pardner
~pard n er
-Idk how to feel about this

‘‘idk about you but one of my favorite games when i was 7 was “throw rocks from my driveway at passing cars bc i was raised to be an asshole from birth"’’

‘‘Guys I have resting murder face
I was just chilling looking at my phone and my sister was like ‘‘why do you look like you want to stab someone’’ but ITS JUST MY FACE’’

‘‘Ryan, raised to be a quotable asshole’’

-i am a pure and innocent angel that did nothing wrong
-i was not browsing furries while talking to novi shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
-you have no evidence of this
-: )
-i was curious so i searched for snep on tumblr and of course furries came up?
-so i had to look for scientific reasons only
-it was a check for quality
-nothing else
~Why am I not even surprised

-Why must you do this every time I leave
+,,,,,,, memes

‘‘ok hey the space ponies werent my fault’’

‘‘Everyday I descend more into insanity’’


‘‘i mean ive brought it from ‘i love you’ to ‘hey so like do you ever just wanna scream dick at the top of your lungs in public’’’

-I’m gay
+Hi gay
+I’m Baba
~I’m cant

‘‘,,,,,,i licked it is it enough’’

‘‘mother just asked me if i like jazz and i died’’

‘‘quote me up (quote me up inside)’’

Bonus: I asked for last words and they gave me this

@stammi-ravioli  @plushy-eve  @space-asylum  @rolord  @ask-ageswap-viktor  @shitphobe420  @hatelikingbatman  @ask-yoi-viktor-nikiforov  @phantasmagoricalcoffee  @nocturnal-narcissus  @meow-puta  @wanber  @yuuri-on-heelys  @ask-otabek  @ask-ice-family  @nam-nam-joon  @caffeinebeancrock  @rosebud1903

Tears Of an Angel.

Warning: Death, tears, wounds, chains and hell.

Request:  Hello! I was wondering if you could write a reader x Castiel x brothers imagines based off of the song “Tears of an Angel” by Ryan Dan. Thank you!!

A/N- I know I’ve been inactive and I’m sorry but i promise you’ll see more of me until you get sick of me heheh ILY and thank you for not giving up on me.

Cover my eyes,
Cover my ears,

“DEAN! GET Y/N” Sam swung his head around as he fired his gun in every possible direction. Ghouls, demons, Vampires as many as you can name surrounded the boys as well as you. You weren’t suppose to be here, you were suppose to be in bed with Cas not lying on the cold ground withering as you warm blood pooled around you.


You pulled the warm and soft being closer to you as you nestled in his neck. You felt Cas’s warm steady breath on the top of your head as he traced circles on your bare stomach.

“Staring is rude, baby” You mumbled quietly yet audibly. Cas gruffed as he circled his arms around your waist, pulling you as close as he could.

“Considering I don’t sleep and you make me lay in bed… i really have nothing to do but stare at the most beautiful person in the world” you chuckled and turned around so your bare back was flat against his chest.

“Dean should’ve never taught you how to flirt, it’s cheesy” He smirked against your shoulder and hovered on top of you which was quite startling. He lifted both your arms up and held them together as your lps met.

“He did teach me a few other things” You giggled, excited for what your dear bestfriend could have taught this not so innocent angel.

-Flashback Over-

“SAMMY MOVE IT” You were choking on your own blood and you noticed Dean was drenched in it as he carried you. You started to see dark spots cover most of your vision but Dean’s commanding voice brought you back.

“YOU KEEP YOUR EYES OPEN, YOU HEAR ME?” you nodded slightly and dropped your head back. You looked behind Dean seeing Sam exit the warehouse that was bursting up in flames. You felt things move in slow motion ever since that werewolf stuck his claws deep into your stomach. You remembered seeing Dean’s panicked face as yours was pale.

Tell me these words are a lie,
It cant be true,
That I’m losing you,
The sun cannot fall from the sky,

“DEAN HOW IS SHE?” Sam frantically called to his elder brother in hopes you were okay. Your vision focused on your best friend running towards the two of you. You admired how Sam’s hair flew around him so elegantly that if you weren’t possibly dying you’d want to braid it.

“It’s bad Sammy, it’s really bad” Dean set you in the back of the impala and Sam jumped in from the other side as Dean began to drive. You felt your wound throb and sting as you inhaled deep breaths.

“I m-maybe d-d-dying but i c-” you erupted into a fit of bloody coughs. “but i c-can still hear y-ou” You swallowed the rustic taste in your mouth and all you could think about how right Cas was.


“REALLY CAS? WE’RE GONNA TALK ABOUT THIS RIGHT AFTER WE HAD SEX?” you hastily moved around the room picking up your clothes scattered everywhere while cas had his head in his hands.

“i’m just saying Y/N. The boys they’re….. they’re gonna get you killed. I am the last person who should say that but it’s the truth. People die around them” You slipped on your pants and shirt, not caring for your bra or undies.

“People don’t die around them Cas. They pick situations that get them killed. Charlie shouldn’t have left and Kevin? That blood is on Gadreel’s hands, not theirs.” Cas knew how much the brothers meant to you. Cas only knew them for 7 years max, you grew up with the two. Mary use to put you and Dean in the same bathtub together when you were 3. 

You and Dean would take turns in holding Sam and when the fire happened your dad and John became hunting partners so wherever the boys went, you went. You weren’t family but then again family doesn’t end in blood and to them, you were their little sister.

“Y/N if you go on that hunt and get hurt don’t bother calling me” You felt a sharp pang in your heart when the words rolled off his tongue so effortlessly. Trusting Castiel, a soldier from Heaven, god’s favourite angel was your number one priority and now you felt cupid rip that arrow right out your heart.


-End of Flashback-

Can you hear heaven cry,
Tears of an angel,
Tears of an angel,
Tears of an angel,

“Dean we need to call Cas” Your head was on Sam’s lap and you felt something wet on your forehead. You looked up to see your baby brother crying as he looked up to his older brother for guidance. Dean’s grip on his wheel became tighter as his knuckles became white. His concentration was no longer on the road but on your violently shaking pale body.

“You heard what the son of a bitch said, we’ll take her to a hospital okay?” you nodded against Sam’s lap and he subconsciously reached for your right hand that was flat against your bloody stomach, a trait he picked up when you were 8 and Sam was 4.

You remembered how the thunder frightened your 8 year old body and a 4 year old Sam climbed onto your bed and held your hand in comfort. Ever since then whenever you were scared or whenever he was scared, your hands always seemed to meet.

“Sam, Dean i barely say thi-is b-but. B-but i love y-ou two s-o da-amn much. “ Your throat tightened around your words and Dean shook his head while Sam sobbed into his arms.

“Don’t you dare begin with that goodbye speech crap, Y/N. You’re gonna be fine” Dean blurted out with no confidence whatsoever.

“Not on my watch, CAS? WE NEED YOU, WE’RE ON HIGHWAY 47 PASS THE WAREHOUSE” You patiently waited for the familiar flutter of wings that never came. Sam screamed until his throat deemed raw, creating various reasons to why they need him until he finally gave up.

“P-please. Y/N’s dying, Cas” He never came. You felt the darkness overwhelming you as the pain seemed to fade away.

“Is this what it feels like? No white light? No pain? No regrets? Just darkness?” You thought as you saw your two brothers stare at the road hoping it would make them go faster. Your eyes trailed out the window and you saw the beautiful night contrasting with your situation. The shimmering stars spread out on the pitch black clear night, with the wide bright moon made you smile.

“D-dean pull over” You whispered but they heard you.

“DEAN” Dean swerved the car and pulled over at your sudden loud command. The boys moved their attention to you hoping you could hold on.

“Y/N we’re almost there” Dean’s hands were on the seat and he was about to turn around until you gently touched them.

“D-ean. I have seconds left.” You saw his glassy eyes beginning to leak and Sam’s grip on your hand became tighter. You held both of the boys hands as you stared into their eyes.

“Y-ou think Mary w-would still remember me?” Sam let out the rack of sobs he was desperately trying to keep in. Dean turned his entire body towards you as he came to terms with what was going to happen, it always happens to them. He let the tears flow since he’s always been open with you.

“Definetly, who can forget such a beautiful face.” Dean cupped your cheek and you bursted into tears.

“death doesn’t mean g-ood-bye. O-kay?” The brothers nodded.

“A-nd q-quit f-f-fighting so much! S-sammy I love you with all my h-heart. O-pen up to Dean and Dean? T-take it easy o-n him” Sam bent down and kissed your forehead. You felt his lips quiver on your skin and Dean stared up at the sky cursing Castiel.

“Don’t go, Y/N. Please don’t go” Sam mumbled and you realised you couldn’t feel anything from the neck down, including the claw marks deep inside you.

“I don’t want to.I’m s-sorry. I l-love you guys” You didn’t expect a reply from Dean knowing he’s never spoken those three words in his entire life.

“I love you too, so much” Sam’s arms moved around you so he could hug you one last time.

Stop every clock,
Stars are in shock,
The river will flow to the sea,

“I love you too” Dean whispered and you felt your heart sing knowing the last thing you heard was also the first time you heard it. Sam moved away and saw your peaceful face holding a smile that faded too quickly. You released your last breath and suddenly the car became so quiet you could hear the ticks on Sam’s watch.

“Y/N?” Dean whispered hoping he’d wake up from a cruel nightmare.

“Y/N!” Sam shook you lightly and all that could be heard was the cars driving by. Sam felt his heart about to explode and Dean’s blood ran cold. Your lifeless body shook in Sam’s hands as he whimpered and balled violently.

“I-it’s okay… sleep. It’s it’s okay” Dean turned around and held his shaking hands together. He moved them towards the steering wheel and felt the pins and needles take over his entire body. Suddenly Dean felt the entire car move around him and close in, keeping him from breathing. He opened the door and fell out into the empty street and stared at the trees in front of him.

 Dean got up and ran to the grass as he emptied the contents of his stomach everywhere. He didn’t feel like throwing up, he felt nauseous and sickeningly alone. He looked at the car that contained his dead best friend and his distraught younger brother. He stood up, ignored the honking cars around him and sat in the car.

“What do we do?” Sam whispered with a dead straight face.

“We go home and bring her back”

“Dean we can’t. She made us promise to never bring her back if she died”

“We were young Sammy, we didn’t know that we could”

“Doesnt matter, we’re sticking to her wishes, Dean. We both loved her but we’re respecting her wishes” Dean ignited his car once more and drove off towards the bunker.

Cas heard Sam’s cries and prayers yet he ignored them knowing it was typical. Whenever you and Cas would get into a fight the brothers would find some crazy reason for him to come running and all of the time, you’d be fine. Cas sat on the bed you two shared and he heard the bunker door open and close yet he only heard two pairs of footsteps.

“Ready to stop acting like a drama queen, Y/N?” Cas walked out the hallway to see Dean holding an angel blade with bloodshot red eyes. Sam stood behind him as he stared at your body in his arms. Cas burrowed his eyebrows in confusion until he saw you in Sam’s arms with your head flopped with no support and your hands hungs. As the realisation dawned upon him Sam broke the silence.

“I prayed to you” Cas fell to his knees and his eyes were still on your lifeless body. He wished you were playing some cruel joke on them and the tears in the boy’s eyes were fake.

“You son of a bitch, YOU COULD’VE SAVED HER” Dean roared and his face shook with his wide bloodshot eyes. He lost a member of his family and they could’ve avoided it.

I wont let you fly,
I won’t say goodbye,
I wont let you slip away from me,

“I thought you were joking” Cas got up with the tears streaming down his cheeks and he wiped them away furiously. He was about to move to you until Dean stood in front of you. Cas was surprised at his actions and he tried to get to you but Dean held the blade up high.

“You don’t get to say goodbye. We owe you but after this be lucky I’m not stabbing you in the neck” Cas nodded understanding how much you meant to them and he realised he lost his soulmate as well as his own brothers. Cas flew to heaven immediately searching for your innocent soul knowing this wasn’t goodbye.

Can you hear heaven cry,
Tears of an angel,

Cas wiped his tears as he roamed heaven’s halls searching for your heaven, your door. Y/N Y/L/N, your name kept repeating in his head as he looked around the various doors. He even tried Mary Winchester who was hurting at the news by your passing. She knew the boys were co dependant on you, you looked after them and she loved you with all her heart. Cas panicked feeling worthless since he couldn’t find a trace of you so he began asking angels who stared at him like he was a maniac.

He shouldn’t have brought it up, he shouldn’t have let you go. If only you prayed to him he would’ve came, he knew you never lied about being in danger.

Tears of an angel,
Tears of an angel,

Nowhere, you were nowhere to be found. Cas searched every corner, crook, river, ocean, garden and more though you were no where. Cas didn’t want to believe it but if you weren’t in heaven then you were either stuck in the veil or in hell.

So hold on,

Cas stood outside the bunker but still afar seeing a blaze behind the bunker.

Be strong,

A hunter’s funeral, it’s what you’ve always wanted.

Everyday on we’ll go,

Dean walked out with Sam who seemed like he was about to pass out in seconds. Dean held his baby brother upright and Cas could see the torture within Dean’s body.

I’m here, don’t you fear, 
Little one don’t let go,

Cas scoured the veil and you where no where to be seen. The last shred of hope he held onto slipped out of his grip and he had no choice but to tell the brothers. Without you, Cas is just an angel of the lord. With you he’s Castiel, a caring boyfriend that loves you with his entire grace and more.

Dont let go,
Dont let go,

Cas popped into the bunker seeing the boys drown themselves in liquor, typical Winchester solution. Dean saw the angel and drew the blade one more.

“I TOLD YOU TO STAY OUT” Cas raised his arms in surrender and he showed a side of him no one but you saw. His vulnerable side.

“I need your help” Sam scoffed as he stood up and threw his glass at cas which he ducked.

“Help you? Y/N is dead and we asked you to help us. SORRY IF I’M NOT IN THE HELPING MOOD” Sam moved his lanky legs towards Cas as he slurred in a drunken manner. Dean held his brother backwards as he was about to attack Cas barehanded.

Cover my eyes,
Cover my ears,

“I need your help to find Y/N… she’s in hell” Hearing those three words caused the boys to go wide eyed as their blood ran cold. Dean grimaced at the thought of someone so innocent like you stuck in a place like that.

“Out of everyone in this entire fucking planet she is that last one that deserves to be down there… get her out now” Sam held his head in his hands feeling the alcohol run through his veins making him lightheaded.

“That’s why I need your help” Dean placed the blade on the table and sunk into his chair. Sam ran to the bathroom and threw up as the alcohol began to work against him. This was life without you, dull, meaningless and a drag. Though meanwhile you struggled against the chains you were bound to while Crowley strode back and forth with a grin plastered on his face.

“Crowley let me go, I don’t belong here” You noticed the lack of clothes on your body except for you undergarments.

“You belong here if I say so, My Queen.”

Tell me these words are a lie

It’s the morning after their final game, and even though Matsukawa knows he can sleep in, he wakes before the sky turns bright. It’s a habit more than anything, and he contemplates going back to sleep for another hour, but before he knows it, he’s pulling on a loose pair of sweats and slipping out the door for his morning run. He falls into an easy stride, clearing the sleepiness from his mind and slowly stretching out his sore muscles.

It was nice to be alone with his thoughts. He hadn’t slept well and had avoided his phone, knowing all too well that Oikawa would be checking on all his teammates after everyone had gone home. Matsukawa didn’t want to talk about it, not really. It was so much easier to just…run. Let the sweat trickling down his back also wash away the terrible feeling of losing. The terrible feeling of guilt that he hadn’t put enough faith in his team, in his friends, to win. He had always had a relaxed personality, and somewhere in the back of his mind he wondered if perhaps he could’ve poured more energy into the match. The other third years were so inspiring to the first years. They were the life and backbone of the team. What did he do in comparison?

“Going my way?” The deep voice interrupts his thoughts abruptly, as they so often do. Hanamaki stumbles into step beside him, shivering slightly in a light track jacket but otherwise dressed similarly. Matsukawa doesn’t mention the bags under his eyes, or how puffy from crying they look. He knows that he looks the same.

They run in silence for a few minutes before Matsukawa can’t bear it any longer. “You played well,” he hurriedly says, stumbling over his words and refusing to meet his best friend’s gaze. He can hear Hanamaki’s footsteps slow to a halt and it takes every fiber of strength in his body to slow down and turn to face him. He shouldn’t have started this conversation.

Matsukawa expects to see a teasing face, but Hanamaki is nothing but serious. He fiddles with the sleeves of his jacket as he speaks. “Oikawa texted me last night,” he begins suddenly, leaving Matsukawa slightly lost. “He said we did everything we could and he’s so proud to have played with us. He didn’t use a single emoji, can you believe that? It’s a miracle,” he snorted. “Iwaizumi texted me too. It wasn’t anything long, but it was the same message basically.” He glanced up to meet Matsukawa’s eyes. “They texted every single member of the team to make sure they didn’t feel guilty about losing, to make sure they were alright. I sat on my bed and cried. I didn’t try making sure they were okay, or even any of the first years. I can’t even think of them without feeling like I failed them somehow.”

Matsukawa turns his face away, blinking. “I didn’t even read their texts,” he manages in a dry voice that cracks slightly. “We’re a shitty pair of seniors, aren’t we?”

Hanamaki stumbles forward and he falls into Matsukawa’s chest, his hands tightly clutching the shirt fabric across his broad shoulders, fingers digging into his skin hard enough to leave marks. His head is bowed, but they’ve been together long enough that Matsukawa knows the look of self-loathing he wears now. “I won’t cry,” Hanamaki swears through gritted teeth, “but is it okay if we stay like this for a while?”

Matsukawa runs his fingers through Hanamaki’s wind ruffled hair before drawing him into a tight embrace. His shoulders shake. “Yes please,” he whispers. Hanamaki had promised he wouldn’t cry but that was okay. Matsukawa still had enough tears for the both of them.