You Belong With Me (AO3)

Summary: Castiel has always known he was in love with his neighbour, Dean Winchester. So much so, that he has it written in big letters at the front of his notepad that he communicates to Dean with. But no one was supposed to see that.

Castiel can’t help but notice the movement out of the corner of his eye, pushing up his glasses from where they had fallen down to. He puts down his book and leans back to see Dean through his window across the divide of their houses, sitting on the edge of his bed, his head in his hands.

Castiel quickly turns back to his desk grabbing his notepad and pen and begins to write. When he turns back to get Dean’s attention he’s surprised to see Dean already looking at him, a soft look on his face that visibly brightens when he sees Castiel with his notepad.

Rough day?

Dean’s laugh is small but it still makes Castiel feel butterflies in his stomach. He knows it’s pathetic, his crush on Dean, but if this is all he’s going to get then why not make the most of it. 

Something like that.

Castiel frowns at the tired look on Dean’s face, flipping to a new page. He doesn’t like seeing Dean upset. It’s always made him want to just up and run all the way over to Dean and wrap him up in a big, warm hug. 

Are you okay?

Dean grins.

Better now that I’m talking to you.

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How I met your mother AU:
Tracy tells the story of how she met Ted.

“Kids, I’ll tell you the story of how I met your father, although there is more than just one story. Over the years we have met multiple times, but when I mean the day we met, I’ll always mean the story of your father teaching the wrong class and how this coincidence led to us eventually meeting for real. So even the decisions you think are irrelevant, can lead you to being at the right place at the right time.”

rosie-loves-her-muses  asked:

I ADORE YOUR WRITING!! Can I request some wolfstar where Remus needed a summer job so took a lifeguard course? And he's doing fine if a bit bored, but then Sirius appears... and stop pretending to drown for attention I won't give CPR- oh shit u ok??

Remus sat atop his guard tower with a slushy and a bottle of sunscreen. He had been hoping that being a lifeguard for the summer would mean he would finally get a tan, but so far no such luck. His pale, Welsh skin was mostly just burning and so he’d been using loads of sunscreen.

Even though the beach was crowded most days in the summer, hardly anyone ever needed Remus’ help. He sat there keeping an eye out for kids that got away from their parents and doing crossword puzzles. 

He was just attempting to come up with a nine letter word for “surpassed” when he heard someone cry out for help. It was still early yet and so not a lot of people were on the beach. His eyes immediately went to a head of dark hair that suddenly disappeared under the water. Remus took off like a shot with his gear and ran into the water. 

It was a struggle for a moment to get ahold of the person drowning but he finally managed. Using his flotation device, he got them to the shore and pulled the man up onto the beach, away from the tide. He checked for breathing and a heartbeat before pressing his lips to the man’s to give mouth to mouth. He was about to release the air from his lungs into the other persons when he felt lips moving against his own. 

Remus pulled back, startled, and watched as the man who pretended to be drowning broke out into a huge smile. “Hi there,” he said, brushing his wet hair away from his face.

“Are you kidding me?” Remus asked angrily, getting to his feet. “Do you think drowning is funny?”

“That’s a cute accent,” the man said, undeterred by Remus’ anger. “Where are you from?”

Remus scowled and put his hands on his hips. “You are irresponsible and completely mad. The next time you call out for help, you’d better be drowning.” 

With that, Remus turned on his heels and headed back towards his tower, feeling annoyed. He grabbed his towel and began to dry himself off when he noticed a shadow fall on the sad beside him. “But I did need help,” the stranger insisted. God, he was persistent and Remus was not in the mood to play along. “I needed to meet the cute lifeguard.”

“Then come over and talk to me,” Remus snapped at him, shoving his towel back into his back and climbing back up to his seat. 

“I’m Sirius, by the way,” the man said, climbing up after Remus. “Sirius Black.”

“How nice for you,” Remus said, rolling his eyes. “Now will you please get off my tower.”

“I’m sorry, Princess,” Sirius said, hopping down. “We could totally do the scene from Romeo and Juliet right now.”

“No, we could not,” Remus responded snippily, taking a sip from his drink and pointedly ignoring Sirius.

“Come on,” Sirius whined, kicking some of the sand. “At least tell me your name. I told you mine.”

“I didn’t ask for yours,” Remus reminded him. 

“Please?” Sirius asked, giving Remus his best puppy-dog eyes. “I’ll leave you alone for a whole hour if you tell me your name.”

Remus thought it over for a moment and then sighed. “Remus.”

Sirius beamed up at him. “Alright, Remus. I’ll see you in an hour.” 

Remus huffed. “You don’t have to come back,” he informed him quickly.

“Oh, but I want to,” Sirius said, winking at Remus before he strode purposefully down the beach towards the pier.


Remus had just finished another crossword puzzle when he noticed that dark head of hair stroll by his tower. Sirius flicked his long dark hair and then laid a towel down next to Remus’ tower, shoving some large sunglasses onto his face and spreading himself out in the sunshine.

“What are you doing?” Remus asked in exasperation.

“Getting some sunshine, what does it look like?” Sirius responded, putting his hands under his head and looking effortlessly cool and relaxed. 

“You know there’s an entire beach where you could be doing that,” Remus reminded him.

“Yeah, but I like it here,” Sirius shot back with a grin.

“You’re wasting your time,” Remus informed him in no uncertain terms. “I’m not going to go out with you or whatever it is you’re angling for.”

Sirius chuckled. “You’ve already kissed me.”

“That wasn’t a kiss!” Remus said indignantly. “I was trying to save your life.”

“Same difference.”

“You’re insufferable.”

“I get that all the time.”

Remus pressed his lips into a thin line. Sirius was so completely vain that Remus could hardly believe it. Not that he didn’t have a reason to be. Sirius was clearly fit, thin yet muscular with a handsome face and thick dark hair. So maybe he had a reason to be so full of himself. But that didn’t mean Remus had to like it.

“Will you please leave me alone?” Remus begged, leaning over the tower to look down on him. “You’re distracting me.”

“So you admit you find me distracting?” Sirius asked, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. “I think you’re half in love with my already.”

“Fat chance,” Remus replied, crossing his arms over his chest and slumping down in his seat. If Sirius was going to continue to pester him then Remus was just going to have to ignore him.

Sirius apparently didn’t like that. He began to get fidgety and kept asking Remus questions that Remus absolutely did not respond to. After a while, Sirius got fed up and headed towards the water. Remus did not watch him go, he resolutely did not. He didn’t notice when Sirius’ head ducked under the water and didn’t resurface for a long time. Sirius was just teasing him again, just pretending. 

After a few moments, Remus couldn’t just leave it up to chance. He raced down to the water and went in search of Sirius. When his hand wrapped around his thin wrist, Sirius broke the surface and grinned. “Remus, you do care!” 

Remus groaned and splashed water in Sirius’ face. “Ever heard of the boy who cried wolf?” 

“Ha, that’s funny.”

“How is it funny?” Remus asked, dragging Sirius back towards the beach.

“Your name, Remus. Like the guy raised by wolves. So it’s kind of like I’m calling for you! It’s pretty accurate, actually.” 

Remus rolled his eyes and dropped Sirius onto the beach unceremoniously. Sirius looked up at him with a smug smile. 

“Don’t do that again,” Remus said warningly. 

“Let me buy you lunch and I won’t,” Sirius promised, making a X over his heart with his finger.

Remus thought it over for a moment and then buried his face in his hands in defeat. “Fine, fine, you can take me to lunch. My break is in half an hour.” 

Sirius perked up and got to his feet. He stretched out onto his towel and didn’t say a word until Marlene came to take over his place. 

“Hey Marls,” Sirius said, giving her a little wave. 

“Hey Sirius,” she said, giggling.

“You two know each other?” Remus asked, looking back and forth between the two of them as he grabbed his shirt and pulled it on. 

“Oh yeah, we go to school together,” Marlene informed him with a smile. “Sirius is a huge troublemaker. We’ll probably all go to the same school this year since you’re transferring in, Remus.”

“Goodie,” Remus said sarcastically. 

“I’ll get to see my moony all the time?” Sirius asked, throwing his arms around Remus and hugging him tightly. 

“Moony?” Remus echoed, wrinkling his nose.

“You know, because of the whole wolf thing?” Sirius said with a proud grin. “I thought it was quite clever.”

Marlene giggled. “You two seem to be getting along well.”

“We are!” Sirius said, nuzzling his face against Remus’ jaw. “We’re going for a lunch date right now.”

“It’s not a date,” Remus grumbled.

“Well, have fun you two!” Marlene said, waving them off.

“We will!’ Sirius said, taking Remus’ hand and leading him towards the pier. “I was scoping out places earlier when you sent me away. I think this place looks nice.” They went into a small restaurant called Papa’s, the smell of fried food heavy in the air. “They apparently have great fish and chips.”

Remus sat down at their table and dropped his chin in his hand, looking over at Sirius. “Why did you want to buy me lunch?”

Sirius shrugged. “You looked lonely up there by yourself,” he admitted, swirling his straw around the glass of water the waiter had set on the table the moment they sat down. “And bored. I thought you might enjoy the company.”

Remus blushed and took a sip of his water. “I didn’t know anyone was looking at me.”

“Well I was,” Sirius said with a small smile. 

“So, did you come here by yourself?” Remus inquired softly, catching himself leaning in slightly towards Sirius.

“Oh no,” Sirius said, shaking his head. “I came with my mates, James and Peter. But James went off to flirt with a girl who works at the ice cream place, Lily. And Peter was being a buzzkill, so I decided to go swimming on my own.”

“And they’re not worried about where you are?” Remus asked in surprise. 

Sirius shrugged. “If they’re concerned they’ll come and find me. Besides, in the hour when you sent me away, I told them I was going to try and chat you up.”

Remus ducked his head down bashfully. “I don’t understand why you’re interested in me.”

“That’s easy,” Sirius said, taking Remus’ hand over the top of the table and lacing their fingers together. “I saw your cute little curls and I was a goner.”

“You could have just come over and talked to me,” Remus said, his face heating up in embarrassment. “You didn’t have to go to such great lengths.”

Sirius chuckled. “That’s not really my style.”

“I’m beginning to get that, yes.” 

“Does it bother you?”

Remus cocked his head to the side and considered. “I don’t know,” he responded honestly. “I guess we’ll have to see.”


After their fish and chips, they still had a bit of time, so they walked along the pier holding hands. It was nicer than Remus wanted to admit. He’d never really had anything like this back in Wales. Once his parents had divorced and he moved to England with his mum, he was able to come out to her about his sexuality. He hadn’t thought his father would take well to having a gay son, but his mum was very supportive.

Remus stopped walking and leaned over the side of the pier, putting his elbows up on the railing and enjoying the breeze. “I’m from Wales,” he confessed softly. “That’s what my accent is.”

“I like it,” Sirius said, putting his arm around Remus’ waist. “It’s just another thing about you that makes you unbelievably adorable.”

“Who says things like that?” Remus asked, blushing furiously at the compliment. “No one says things like that.”

“I do,” Sirius responded, turning Remus’ face to look at him. “And I’d like to kiss you now.”

Remus swallowed thickly and nodded. “I’d like that too.”

He had expected Sirius kissing him to be just as dramatic as the man himself. Instead it was just a soft press of lips against his own, chaste and sweet. 

“I have to get back to work,” Remus said, breaking the kiss.

Sirius let out a whining sound like a dog until Remus gave in and kissed him again. “I really do have to go back,” he murmured against Sirius’ lips.

“No, stay,” Sirius murmured back before kissing him again.

Remus sighed and broke the kiss. “I can’t lose my job, not even for someone as gorgeous as you,” he said, taking a step back.

Sirius beamed at him. “You think I’m gorgeous?”

Remus rolled his eyes. “You know you are,” he said, shaking his head in amusement. 

“What time do you get off?” Sirius asked, ignoring the accusation.

“Five o’clock,” Remus responded.

“I’ll be waiting!” Sirius said, giving him a wave.

“You don’t have to do that,” Remus called back. 

“I want to.”

“Fine, but no more drowning stunts, promise?” Remus said, pointing a finger at Sirius accusingly.

Sirius chuckled. “I promise as long as I can have your number.” 

Remus grinned. “It’s yours.”

Sirius pumped his fist in triumph and Remus couldn’t help chuckling as he made his way back to his tower to relieve Marlene. He spent the rest of the day smiling to himself whenever he thought about Sirius and their kisses. 

When five o’clock rolled around, Sirius strolled up to the guard tower and leaned against it. “Remus-o, Remus-o, where fore-art though, Remus-O?”

Remus laughed and shook his head. “Shouldn’t I be Juliet?” he asked, making his was down. 

“Oh no, I’m definitely Juliet,” Sirius said, grinning.

“Fine, Juliet,” Remus responded, grabbing his stuff. “What do we do now?” 

“Well, according to the play we get married, duel some folks, have sex once and then kill ourselves.” 

“Hopefully you have a better idea?” Remus asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Oh Moony,” Sirius said, taking Remus’ hand and tugging him forward into a kiss. “I’ve got a million of them.” 

college au where alec is a nighttime dj on student radio and no one knows who’s behind the best show on the station and magnus livetweets the show because he loves it so much and listens to it during his night shifts at the campus clinic and it’s not until izzy tells alec about twitter that he realizes he has a fan.


“NO! You can’t date Anthony Lockwood! He’s Penelope’s ex-boyfriend and ex-boyfriends are, like, off limits! That’s just, like, the rules of feminism.”

there’s gonna be a lot of age bending and a couple genderbends in this AU whoops

I’ve been trying to convince my friend of Caryl for like ever and he was always a huge asshole about it and he always has to argue with me about everything and he hates being wrong and usually once we start talking about it I get to the point where I’m all fired up and angry that he doesn’t get it (or pretends not to get it because he likes making me angry). At one point he said he thought Daryl and B*th were going to hook up and I don’t exactly know how our friendship survived.

So anyway today we’re slowly getting into a TWD convo and he says something about how the 1st episode is going to be a slaughter fest and I say something like yeah except for the part about Daryl daydreaming about Carol in his arms because I can’t help myself and he surprises the absolute shit out of me by saying, “Lol I’d actually like to see Daryl get some lovin’. He needs it and deserves it.

So I was immediately like okay he’s about to bring up some stupid bs point or B*th to make angry like he always does, so I was like ready to change the subject but then he goes, "I guess I’m climbing aboard team Caryl lol”.

Either someone finally saw sense or saw the trailer and didn’t want to be caught on the wrong side or both, I guess. He really hates to be wrong. 😂

Seriously, this person has been DRAGGING ME for liking Caryl and I think I’m in shock.

LAGUNA LOIRE, Archadian Soldier


Story - A charismatic Archadian soldier who at times is considered bumbling by his comrades. Though he participated in the Archadian Empire’s expansion efforts into invading surrounding nations, Laguna disliked fighting and would often accidentally get his unit lost during the conflicts. Upon returning to Archadia after aborting a mission due to one such event he would meet a piano performer who he quickly fell in love with. It was not meant to be, however. One of his superiors, fed up with his failures and jealous of his love, assigned his unit to the furthest reaches of the campaign against the rival Rozarrian Empire. It was here where Laguna and company would find themselves lost once again as they stumbled upon a heavily guarded Rozarrian facility located upon a floating island. The unit managed to fight their way through the facility, but assaulted by an elite force of Rozarrian soldiers. They survived but were seriously wounded, leaving Laguna the only one capable enough of dragging his friends towards the edge of a cliff overlooking the ocean. Injured and cornered, luck would have it that an Archadian ship was docked in the sea bellow. Laguna threw his friends over the side of the cliff to safety. However, Laguna himself would trip and injure himself as he fell, vanishing beneath the waves…

Design - Here we have Laguna from FF8 dressed as an Archadian soldier from FF12. His outfit is simply the Archadian soldier’s uniform armor with minor adjustments, namely the shrinking of the shoulder pauldrons. His gun is a combination of his original Machine Gun and the Sirius model gun from FF12.

Comments - LAGUNA. He’s probably my favorite character in any Final Fantasy game ever rivaled only really by Squall. I just see to much of myself in him. He’s just a cool person all around, and a massive dork. And also he overthrows the most powerful nation in the world ruled by the most powerful sorceress in the world to save his adopted daughter!?! All while mostly being a non-super powered man armed with just a machine gun, the power of friendship, a lot of grenades! WHERE’S FF8-2 STARING LAGUNA’S PARTY, SQUARE!? Anyways, I really like how Laguna started off as a soldier for the bad guys of FF8. You got to see things from the point of view of a rank and file soldier and it fit really well with FF8′s theme of “Conflict isn’t about good vs evil”. So I decided to make him an Archadian soldier because it fit really well with his story. I was going to have him (failing to) be apart of the battle of Nalbina fortress but then that would have only made Squall two years old so I had to rethink his story. I would kill to see more of Laguna’s adventures as both a soldier, in his journalist days traveling the world to find Ellone, and his life in Esthar. I just want more Laguna. I’m so happy he was in FF Dissidia Duodecime 12 2 whatever I’m just glad he was in there because it means he’s almost assuredly going to be in future Dissidia games. Also I love his borderline idiotic levels of optimism. He literally concocted a plan that was “Okay, let’s let the villain destroy all of time and space because the power of friendship will protect us while we kick their ass!” and it WORKED and that’s so DUMB and I LOVE IT.

I do a rp MoMor!Western with @fullmoonlupine and I want to draw all scenes, omg.

( The chase on the train is so fun ) ( Or draw when Sebastian asks “Do you trust me? ) ( Or when they eventually recover the cargo of the train, that Seb’ and Jim are on the ground, protecting himself from shaking and once finished, they laugh. )


I’ve been thinkg about a reverse personality AU, which means the love square is reversed… I’ll keep drawing reverse cuties, so keep track!

Also, reblog if you think a wet chat is also sexy af!! *autoreblogs*


“Coniferous University students may now enroll in Prof. Darling’s summer courses. Note: Classes on time travel may exceed scope of semester.

Chromatics 411: Abandoning the Photon
Discussing how to survive noncanon colors and poisonous hues. Warning: Includes exposure to neon grey.

Extradimensional Biology 1113: Speciation
How to age and identify beasts of other universes by the whispering shadows they cast on reality.

Time Travel 2833: Causality?
Masters-level class. You now have a failing grade. Completion requires changing it using a single trip to 1943.

Historical Engineering 3610: eUsurpation
Doctorate-level class. Completion requires deposing a reigning monarchy using only online apps.

Time Travel 3942: Eschatology
Doctorate-level discussion on the future of time travel in the approaching post-prophesy world. Pass/fail.”