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Friendly Neighbor- Part 1

Dean Winchester has been your neighbor for the last few years. He’s obnoxious and full of himself, and the two of you have done nothing but compete since he moved in: who has the nicest yard, the best neighborhood barbecues, and the best holiday decorations. Dean has always loved besting you, and letting the rest of the neighborhood know who’s on top.

You hate it.

Until his girlfriend Lisa moves in, and the competition stops. The banter stops, the silly trash talk stops, and Dean seems completely oblivious to you now. Finally!

So why do you miss it? And when you notice Lisa moving out, and don’t see Dean for a couple of weeks after that, why are you so concerned?

Word Count: 1700ish

Warnings: None, yet

Your lawn was in desperate need of attention. The grass was a little too high, and the last two days had been windy enough to blow the first of the autumn leaves to the ground. It made you sigh as you walked to your car, thinking about how you’d have to find the energy to mow and rake the leaves after work today.

And then you remembered that you didn’t. It could wait a couple of days until the weekend if you wanted it to.

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Tender Autumn (Prompto x Reader)

Okay, so I felt like writing this because I got really into the fall mood, which includes fantasizing about cute domestic shit. 

No plot, just pure domestic fluff. ♥


Green was starting to fade to a yellow on the leaves in Insomnia, even some already hit a scarlet before they fell to the ground. Daylight hours were starting to shorten as the region shifted from summer to fall. The time of year where you could hear children passing your house on their way to school in the morning, and again when they’d be coming home. In your kitchen, the digits on the microwave read 7:03 as you sat at the kitchen counter while sipping at your coffee and taking forkfuls of the pancakes you made for breakfast. 

Your boyfriend emerged out of your shared bedroom and made his way over to the seat next to you, picking a bite off of your pancake. “You could always get your own, you know. I made enough,” you smiled over at your fatigued significant other. 

“Sorry babe, can’t. I’ve gotta get goin’ in like..” he glanced at the microwave that now read 7:05, “now.” “Okay, just make sure you get food at some point today. And some caffeine as well, I’m not used to seeing you so tired. Make sure that Prince doesn’t overwork you too bad,” you leaned over, giving Prompto a kiss on the cheek. 

A smile finally appeared on his tired face. “I’ll try, just make me a big dinner tonight,” he stood before walking towards the front door to leave for his everyday royal duties. 

“Prom!” You quickly made your way over to him with his jacket in your hands. “Its starting to get chilly, at least bring it with you." 

He stood speechless for a moment before a laugh escaped from him with a shake of his head, "Oh Y/N, what would I do without you?" 

"Freeze and starve,” you replied nonchalantly. 

He leaned down and gave you one last kiss on the cheek before leaving for the day. Once he was out the door, you looked down at the empty plate in front of you. While you were relieved to finally have a day off from work, you weren’t entirely sure what to do with it. You took the opportunity to clean up the the house and get started on dinner that you could just throw into the slow cooker. Once the house was looking spotless, you decided to pull out some autumn decorations and begin the ornamentation of your home. With the house looking the nicest it has in weeks inside, you decided to move outside to work on the yard. 


The last of the yard work was coming together, there  were only a few more of the leaves to rake into your pile. Behind you, you could hear teens chatting as they walked past your house. 

The day went by pretty fast, I guess. 

As you were about to look out to see if you could catch Prompto coming home, you heard plastic bags hit the ground before an excited rush of blond hair passed you and jumped into your pile of leaves. “Prom, I just finished that,” you whined. 

 "Its a quick clean-up, now c'mere!“ Hands reached up from the pile and grabbed your own, pulling you down. As you landed on top of your boyfriend, he pulled you into a kiss. "Missed you." 

You smiled and nuzzled your head onto his chest, "Missed you too, dork. Now, what’d you get me? I heard bags." 

"Its a surprise." 


With the last of the leaves cleaned up, the two of you came into the house and you plopped down into the same spot as this morning. 

"You decorated without me?” Prompto started rubbing your shoulders. You smiled at him sadly, realizing that was something he liked doing with you. “Well, I’m gonna take them down tonight and we can redecorate tomorrow!" 

"Sounds like a plan,” you suddenly felt a little less guilty, knowing you’d just be spending more time with Prompto tomorrow. 

“What’s for dinner?” His nose seemingly lifted him off the ground like an old cartoon over to the slow cooker. You grinned, realizing he knew exactly what you’d made for dinner. “No way, you didn’t..” He turned to you and caught your grin, “You spoil me too much.”

“I gotta make sure you’re not going anywhere,” you commented, jokingly. 

 "Babe, you know I’m not going anywhere. Ever. You’re too good to me. Now, as for what I bought…“ he made his way over to the bags on the counter, and pulled out a brownish gallon bottle and a pumpkin. "I got apple cider and a pumpkin we can carve! I think we should carve a Chocobo face into it." 

You smiled at your excited boyfriend, there was no possible way to say no to this lovable ball of sunshine. You pulled open a drawer and grabbed out a marker for tracing. 

"Scary movies, later in bed?" 

"Only if we cuddle.”

“I wouldn’t have it any other way,” you knew that was something you could say for a long time.

marthas-adventures-in-the-fade  asked:

Your post reminded me: if Hawke has slept with Isabela (even if he moved on to romance someone else) she says "I've had better" in regards to Zevran, but she says "I've had worse" otherwise. I'm not sure if this means that Hawke is canonically better in bed than Zev but I thought it was sweet of her.

I never realized this, but oh no…this is a perfectly veiled compliment from Isabela.

Isabela, you say the nicest things. I suppose Hawke has to be moved above Zevran on the best lay list now.

If you liked The Escort series...

get ready for the new AU series I’m starting tonight!

Dean Winchester has been your neighbor for the last few years. He’s obnoxious and full of himself, and the two of you have done nothing but compete since he moved in: who has the nicest yard, the best neighborhood barbecues, and the best holiday decorations. Dean has always loved besting you, and letting the rest of the neighborhood know who’s on top.

You hate it.

Until his girlfriend Lisa moves in, and the competition stops. The banter stops, the silly trash talk stops, and Dean seems completely oblivious to you now. Finally!

So why do you miss it? And when you notice Lisa moving out, and don’t see Dean for a couple of weeks after that, why are you so concerned?

This AU series is going to be so much fun! Who’s excited?

tbh … smh at that post that’s like “‘I’m moving out as soon as I can’ - every teenager with no concept of how money works” or w/e bc like that’s just rly cynical don’t be a dick. some ppl are rly unhappy living w their family for whatever reason and pls stop telling them it’s impossible to escape bc it’s not, it’s totally reasonable and it happens all the frickn time