I feel like this is Cas finally realizing that he’s worth their love. He’s just been told they won’t leave him behind, that he’s family. He’s on the verge of tears, his lips are quivering, but somehow he looks relieved. He’s finally figured it out.
“Isak’s classmates have been looking forward to this ski trip for months. It’s supposed to be a five-day extravaganza of letting off steam, drinking, and hooking up, all under their teachers’ noses. And sure, there’s some skiing, too. But when the week finally rolls around, things get more complicated.”
“Even still transfers to Nissen in his third year, but Isak and Even get introduced through their parents. FriendsToLovers AU in which Isak calls Even 'bro’ a couple of times and is forced to watch old-ish movies with him in hipster movie theaters.“
“This is why I never tell anyone my middle name” he
I feel guilty for finding this so funny, but his
humility finally gives me the courage to climb the rest
of the stairs.“Your initials are really OMG?”I bite the
inside of my cheek, forcing back the smile I don
him to see.
A/N: Back from the grocery store so YAY! That was a fucking journey omg. However, I’m back home so I hope you all enjoy another installment of my Gabriel series! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated <3 I have a few requests left. I’ll be posting about something AMAZING today, probably after this! Anyway, to the fic! WHICH I MIGHT ADD, IS GOING TO BE GETTING EVEN BETTER AS WE GO ON!
The four men looked around the room. Blood covered almost every inch of the room. This nest was in a house that was in the middle of nowhere. Castiel counted the decapitated bodies that covered the floor. “There are twenty-five in this room alone,” Castiel informed them.
“Gabriel must be pissed if he took twenty-five vampires by himself,” Dean remarked kicking bodies out of his way.
Someone, help me. I’m in a dark room.
Balthazar and Castiel locked eyes.
Sam and Dean glanced at one another before glaring at the angels. Dean tapped their arms. “Is there something we should know,” Dean spoke, raising his voice.
“[Y/N] is alive, and Gabriel knows it too,” Castiel stated, his voice full of concern. “She prayed for help; she’s in a dark room.
“[Y/N]’s prayer isn’t going to make Gabriel any less furious,” Balthazar added. “We need to find him.”
“Agreed,” Castiel nodded, grabbing the Winchesters.
“A’right, I’m back.” Harry plopped down on the couch, running a hand through his hair before turning to look at Niall.
Niall was currently in the middle of planning Harry’s upcoming birthday party, and surprisingly enough, things were going swimmingly. You offered to be in charge of the planning, but with your classes and all the work you had to get done, Niall reassured you that he’d be able to handle it just fine. The only problem was the fact that Harry was particularly squirmy today. Always glancing towards the staircase that led up to the bedrooms, checking his phone, and leaving for one too many bathroom breaks.
“Ya gonna stay for more than two minutes?” Niall rolled his eyes playfully, typing something on his laptop. When he asked Harry where he wanted to host the party, Harry told him ‘any ol’ restaurant will do’, and Googling ‘any ol’ restaurant in LA’ was proving to be a little harder than anticipated.
“I’ll stay for three jus’ cos I like yeh so much.” Harry teased, leaning over to glance at Niall’s screen. “I don’ like tha’ restaurant. The paps always hide in the bushes and it makes me nervous.”
“Well, we can just ask them t-”
“Yeah, but like, you should jus’ find another restaurant.” Harry smiled sheepishly, watching as Niall opened up another tab.
“Harry?” Harry turned his head immediately as you popped up from around the corner. “Mind helpin’ me with something real quick? It’ll only take a second.”
“That’s what you said last time.” Niall muttered, scowling when Harry smacked his arm lightly before getting up and dusting himself off.
“You continue googling. I’ll be right back.”
“Okay, here I am.” Another heavy sigh left Niall’s mouth when Harry appeared ten minutes later.
“What did Y/N ask you to…” Niall trailed off when he caught sight of Harry’s appearance. Crinkled shirt? Check. Messy hair? Check. And the cherry on the cake had to be the little hickey that was blooming on his jawline.
“Just helpin’ her make some more cue cards.” Harry cleared his throat, Niall tilting his head.
“Oh, really? Interesting. You’ve got a little..” Niall gestured to his mouth, raising an eyebrow in curiosity.
“I just t’ink it’s funny how you’re all of a sudden wearin’ shimmery chapstick. T’e only other person I know who wears t’at is Y/N. And I know for a fact that you and Y/N can get a lot done in ten minutes.” Niall cleared his throat, leaning back against the couch as he crossed his arms. Harry immediately blushed and let out a small laugh, wiping at his lips.
“Y/n! Y/N” Finnick was screaming, his usual controlled demeanor gone without a trace of ever existing. Your heart was pained at the terrified tone of his voice. You were the only one that ever saw Finnick in this state and now he was on display for all of Panem to see.
You could feel the sympathetic looks that District Four was giving you now but you couldn’t look away from the screen that had been set up in the middle of your District. For an agonizing hour you watched Finnick grapple with his sanity at the thought of losing you. You distantly prayed that the rebellion would succeed and you and Finnick could finally be free from Snow. Many of your friends had circled around you to lend their moral support.
You watched Finnick carefully after that, thankful for Katniss, Johanna and Peeta for unquestioningly giving him the space you knew he needed. Hearing Johanna speak of the love you and Finnick had for each other gave you the strength you needed to continue watching the Games. Everything had changed. You would never have to hide from the cameras again, your District would never have to help you hide. You and Finnick would soon be free.
so i had this thought last night that what if all through high school Isaac had a huge crush on you, but of course he never worked up the courage to talk to you but that doesn’t mean you didn’t notice him glancing at you and how freakin adorable he was whenever your eyes met and he blushed right red. but after he was bitten and became a bit more confident and more sure of himself he walked up to you and leaned against the locker next to yours with that damn smirk on his face, and asked you to go out with his this weekend. of course you said yes bc look at my little baby boy he’s perfect, so when he picked you up the next night you two wasted no time parking in the middle of the woods and laying on the hood of his car looking out over the city, talking about anything and everything under the stars and it was kinda cold so you were resting your head on his shoulder wrapped in his jacket his arm slung over your shoulder holding you close to him and occasionally running his hand up and down your arm to warm you up, and after a while you just leaned up to look at him making him smile softly down at you, cupping your face in his hand so softly like you were made of glass before leaning down and connecting your lips for the first time and of course the classic butterflies went insane in your stomach so you climbed on top of him straddling his lap and continued making out for the rest of the night until Scott was calling him worried where the hell he was and the sun was peaking through the horizon.