Reccer’s Note: I’ve read a lot of yoonmin fics, actually started reading since 2013 RIP, and throughout the years this fic has and will forever be one of my favorite fics ever. It is such A GOOD FUCKING FIC. - N
Tell me about fem!destiel moving in with each other
oh dude what do you want to know??
how Deanna and Cas got roomed together their freshman year of college and absolutely hated each other’s guts because Deanna was this stereotypical party girl and Cas was the studious nerd and they would constantly bicker. Like Cas would always nag Deanna about her music being too loud and Deanna would make fun of Cas’s ridiculous tea selection (like seriously she has an entire shelf of it) and tease her about her lack of a social life until one night Cas is like “you know what? Fine! I’ll go!” and Dee is like “what just happened”
but twenty minutes later she’s walking to some frat party with Cas in tow and Cas fucking cuts loose. She’s taking shots left and right, dancing with anyone she can get her hands on, does a fucking KEG STAND. Deanna can barely believe her eyes. How has THIS been hiding inside her nerdy bookish roommate this entire time like does Cas have a split personality or something because this shit is crazy. But then Cas is suddenly there dragging Deanna into a dance and she’s grinding Dee’s backside and it’s super hot and like Cas tries to kiss her and as much as Dee really fucking wants to she holds back because Cas is obviously drunk af. And ten minutes later Cas is puking in a bush and Dee takes her back to their room and cares for her through the night.
Cas wakes up the next morning with a horrible headache but a crystal clear memory and she’s mortified looking at Deanna - her roommate. Who she tried to make out with last night. And she tries to apologize. But Deanna cuts her off with a smile and tells Cas that if she brushes her teeth they can try to finish what she started last night
or maybe you’d like some strangers to lovers with Deanna and Cas in their mid twenties and Deanna answers Cas’s craigslist ad for a roommate. They’re an odd match. Where Cas is quiet, Deanna is chatty and loud. Where Cas is introverted and reserved, Deanna is outgoing and has virtually no boundaries. Where Cas is messy, Deanna is agonizingly tidy. But somehow they work. Deanna takes over most of the housework, vacuuming and dusting because it becomes clear early on that such tasks never cross Cas’s mind. She takes over cooking too after Cas’s sixth attempt at making Dee a “welcome” dinner. They start to watch TV together and find out they have pretty similar tastes. When their days off align you can find the two on the couch usually marathoning Star Trek or 30 Rock. Neither notices how the space between them on the couch gradually closes until they’re side by side and then cuddling and they don’t realize when casual touches become a thing either. Like how Cas’s hand always finds it’s way to Deanna’s back while she’s cooking, or how Deanna brushes Cas’s bangs out of her face, or the way their hips knock together if they’re getting ready in the bathroom at the same time, or how Deanna’s arm will inevitably end up around Cas’s shoulders when they’re out together.
No neither notices until the day Deanna announces she has a date. She doesn’t want to go but her sister Sam set it up with some guy from work and she doesn’t want to let the kid down. Cas is even quieter than normal that day and spends a lot of time in her room and Deanna spends the date wondering if her roommate is maybe sick and stops at the pharmacy on her way home. When she gets there she finds Cas on the couch watching season five of 30 Rock: their favorite season. She goes to sit beside her roommate with the bag of meds and Cas accepts with a small smile and then… moves away. She leans against the right arm of the couch and Deanna’s right side suddenly feels so cold. She doesn’t feel Cas’s hand on her back the next morning while making breakfast and when they go out to meet Sam and Jess for dinner three nights later, Cas shrugs her arm off.
Deanna is at a loss because she doesn’t understand what’s happening or why it bothers her so much. She just knows that she hurts. And she misses Cas even though they’re living inside the same four walls. Everything feels wrong. She tries to talk to Sam about it but the younger Winchester is just as lost and it’s Jess who finally enlightens them with a big roll of her eyes: “hey idiot, Cas likes you.” Deanna can’t drive home fast enough and when she walks into the apartment it’s to Cas cuddled up alone on the couch again this time watching “Parks and Recreation” and she looks a little startled as Deanna runs toward her, launching herself into Cas’s arms and she starts babbling about how she never wanted to go on that stupid date and she’s sorry that she never realizes how Cas felt or that she felt the same way and she- but then Cas is kissing her and all the apologies fly away and she tangles her fingers in Cas’s long dark hair and kisses back.
OR maybe some established relationship where Deanna and Cas have been dating for a few years now and finally decide to move in together. It’s decided that Cas will move into Deanna’s place and she’s more than a little nervous. What if Deanna doesn’t like her stuff? What if she makes Cas get rid of all her stuff? What if Deanna gets annoyed seeing her every second of every day? What if they break up and Cas has nowhere to go because she cancelled the lease on her apartment and then she’ll be homeless or have to move in with her parents?!!
But all those fears wash away the second she pulls up at Deanna’s because her girlfriend is practically bouncing off the walls. She kisses Cas passionately and after they bring the first box in they make out for like ten minutes Deanna is so damn happy. There are more kisses and happy noises with every box they carry inside and all the stress is gone.
The next morning Cas is woken to breakfast in bed where Deanna kisses her over blueberry pancakes and mimosas and then says they should go to the store because she doesn’t want to have her stuff and Cas’s stuff — she wants it be their stuff and Cas couldn’t be happier. They spend like six fucking hours in Bed, Bath, and Beyond picking out new dishes and bedding and they get in a pretty heated argument by the shower curtains only to be making out ten minutes later among the throw pillows. They’re not kicked out of the store but they are strongly encouraged to leave.
That night they eat dinner on their plates. They shower behind their blue curtain. They make love on their lavender bed spread.
And two months later Deanna proposes in their living room on their comfortable couch while curled up under their favorite blanket and Cas cries and says yes, picturing their future together in their perfect little home.
Consider bc of Nisha's influence, Jaxen becomes a big fan of Jakobs guns and to annoy Jack she sends Jaxen big loot boxes full of Jakobs guns. Jack is like how could you and Jaxen shrugs "just start making better pistols, dad"
PFFT jack is like “i’ve been betrayed….by my own son” and moping about like a brat
Tumblr won't let me reply back to you on my post or message you for some reason??? BUT I KNOW I FUCKING LOST IT WHEN LUKE VISITED SHAW. He's so extra, he loves him so much.
tumblr needs to get its shit together but !!!!!! okay when spencer first got arrested in mexico and luke was like “spencer its me, luke alvez” and spencer got up and was like “Luke!!” idk my heart just kinda???? exploded
Title: Perfect Storm Author: cherrystreet Pairing: Harry/Louis Where: ao3 Word Count: 80k Rating: Explicit Status: Complete Summary: What do you do when your best friend asks you and your (now) ex to be the best men at his destination wedding? You can either tell him the truth, tell him you’re not together anymore, and deal with the consequences, or you can pretend you’re still together and roll with it, just pray you don’t spiral. Fake it ‘til you make it. You know, for the sake of the wedding.
Back to working loosely haha I enjoy it far too much 8]
He didn’t know when she started sitting there, every morning at eight, with a cup of coffee in her hands. He only knew when he started remembering her.
Sometimes she was with someone–a friend, he hoped–but most times, she was alone, sitting contentedly with her beverage, enjoying her own company.
He never could quite muster up the courage to go up to her–what was he going to say? “Hey, I’ve been watching you drink coffee every morning as I walk to work, how’s it going?” Yeah, that’s not a bit creepy.
So one day, when it was down-pouring, and he went his way to work, believing fully that perhaps today, he might not get to see her, he was surprised to find he was wrong. There she was, wearing a bright red raincoat–but no umbrella.
Stiles, suited in SWAT gear, kicks down a door, moving meticulously into the room on high alert.
“What the fuck is going on?!” Derek growls, dropping the spatula and flicking off the stove as his claws sprout and fangs descend; eyes wildly searching for the potential threat.
Stiles trains his sights about the room as he moves, “Saving you.”
“From what?!” Derek spits out, full beta shift and ready to pounce.
“Loneliness,” Stiles smirks, holstering his weapon before locking it in the safe and tossing his bullet-proof vest on the coat hook by the door. Derek stares incredulously at him, fangs & claws retreating while his eyebrows slowly start to reappear as his heart rate returns to normal.
“Thought it’d be better than, ‘Honey, I’m home’,” Stiles shrugs.
“I married a moron.” Derek grunts as he backs his husband against the wall. He noses up his neck, inhaling his saccharine scent and exhales blissfully. Thoughts of ,‘He’s alive, he’s safe, he’s home,’ flood his heart and soul.
“But you’re paying for that door,” Derek rumbles as he nips roughly behind Stiles’ ear. “Again,” he continues to bite down his neck.
“We’re VIP at Home Depot by now. Always worth it,” Stiles moans as he wraps his arms and legs securely around Derek, basking in his strength and love.