fav part so far

anonymous asked:

Can you continue the head canon of Cas falling first and then Dean finds out?

No bc I might cry.

Part One


Cas doesn’t understand how this is so hard. They’re friends, he should be able to sit with Dean, talk to him, hang out with him without feeling like his heart is trying to escape his body via his mouth.

Dean hasn’t been to his room in a couple of days. He said it was due to long days at work, but Cas is scared. If this is the beginning of the end, then he doesn’t want to think about it.

Cas waits for Dean on the couch, nervous, anxious for him to get home from work. He sits on his hands so that he doesn’t fidget. He’s going to do it, he’s going to tell Dean. He takes a deep breath. And then another.

And then he stands up, and goes to hide in his room.

Not today.

He hears Dean come home. Listens as he putters around the kitchen. Doing what? Making a sandwich, Cas supposes. He hears Dean pass his room, the shower turning on, and then off a few minutes later. Cas can’t move. He is in agony, wanting to go to Dean but unable to.

Dean’s door shuts, and then there is silence. Cas can’t breathe. He needs to see Dean, needs to look upon his face, see his smile, hear his voice. He stumbles from his room, down the hall to Dean’s door. He knocks.

“Yeah?” Dean calls. Cas steps into the room.

“Hey Cas,” Dean says, sounding sleepy, “I thought you’d gone to bed.”

“No,” Cas says, quiet and soft. He moves to sit beside Dean, who smiles gently up at him, from where he lays, reclined against his pillows.

“Mm,” Dean is stretching and it is glorious. Castiel feels like his soul is replenished. “It’s good to see you.”

It’s wonderful to see you, Castiel thinks. You, the best thing that’s ever happened to me.

Instead, he smiles. Dean smiles back, warm and familiar.

“Did you have a good day?” Castiel asks, daring to run a finger lightly along Dean’s thigh.

“Ugh, no. Today was a real bitch.” Dean says, rubbing at his eyes. He’s tired. Castiel wants to comfort him.

“I’m sorry,” He says. He wants to take Dean into his arms, hold him and keep him warm, safe from bad days.

“It’s okay,” Dean says, and his smile is back and Castiel’s heart lights up once more and he is so, so overwhelmed with love for this man.

“Let me take care of you,” He murmurs, leaning forward into Dean’s space.

They share a kiss, slow and sweet. Castiel takes Dean’s face in his hands, and holds him, willing him to feel better. He moves his lips to Dean’s neck, and down across his chest. A kiss for each nipple, and then south he goes. Dean’s lengthening in his boxers, sensing where this is headed, and Castiel’s heart beats faster.

This is his. For now. He gets to have this, and Dean isn’t pushing him away. He’s never come to Dean before, and Dean is letting him. His hands aren’t steady, and he hopes Dean doesn’t notice.

When he takes Dean in his mouth, he looks up. Those green eyes are watching him, hooded and heavy, but they’re locked on to Cas, and they’re not moving. He swallows Dean down, showing off all his best moves, pulling out all the stops. He needs to give Dean this, to show his devotion. How can Dean not know? Can’t tell, by the way that Cas worships him? God, every bob of his head, every flick of his tongue is giving him away and he knows it, but he can’t stop. Wouldn’t if he could.

Dean watches him the whole time, and Cas looks up as often as possible. They’re both breathing shallow, and Cas is expecting it when Dean spills into his mouth. It’s hot and warm and it tastes like Dean, so Cas savors it. Rolling it across his tongue. How many more time will he get to experience this? He can’t think about that now.

He leans in, kissing Dean goodnight. Then he gets up. And he goes.

He’s talking to his brother a few weeks later. They’re on the phone and Cas is beside himself.

“I don’t know what to do,” He says.

Gabriel is explaining to him that fucking your friends is usually a bad idea, but it’s not the end of the world.

“It is,” Cas pleads with him, “It is, because I love him. I love him and he’s going to leave. This can’t go on forever, Gabriel, it’s not sustainable. He’s going to meet someone else, and then he’ll move out and I’ll never–”

He sighs.

“I can’t give this up, even if it’s all I’ll ever get. ”

He’s not crying, but he’s wound up and feels like he might puke. He’s sitting on his bed, gut wrenching with fear, and he can’t take this. He stands. He turns, and sees Dean in the doorway.

Dean is in his doorway. Dean. Looking at him with a pale face. He heard. He heard.

He knows.


Part Three

3 Billion Dollars [Part 12] - G Dragon Mafia!AU

Originally posted by s-tttop

Summary: When your father owes 3 billion dollars to the mafia, he must repay his debt. Although things don’t exactly go the way he hoped.

Genre: fluff? mostly angst?

Warning: swearing, mentions of death, no real death, interaction with people?

{part 1} {part 2} {part 3} {part 4} {part 5} {part 6} {part 7} {part 8} {part 9} {part 10} {part 11} {part 12} {part 13} {part 14} {part 15} {part 16} {part 17} {part 18} {part 19} {part 20} {part 21} {part 22}

A/N: This is the second time Tumblr crashed on me right before I could post something and I don’t know why. Anyways this is I think my fav posted part so far. It’ll change, trust me. Well like always, my inbox is open and loves to have stuff! I love reading any and every comment so please leave stuff!

~ Admin Brooklyn


Mr. Kwon had closed your laptop, grabbed a chair and set it by your bed. You watched as he eased himself into the chair. Ai had moved and claimed the inside of your lap as you crossed your legs. You were holding the ice cream. Slowly but surely you continued to make your way towards the bottom of the carton. You wait patiently for Mr. Kwon to start talking.

Mr. Kwon opens his mouth, finding the right words to use. “I think I should thank you before I do anything else. Ji Yong is my only family now, and I’m more than grateful that you kept him alive.”

You give him a half-hearted smile. Still frustrated and angry at Ji Yong to give him a happier reply. “It’s my job, I didn’t exactly go to medical school for nothing.”

“I did pick a good girl to look after him didn’t I?” Mr. Kwon said. He stared at your face, watching your reaction. Your face contorted in confusion, then discomfort. You stirred your spoon through the ice cream, taking a spoonful and filling your mouth. Mr. Kwon thought carefully, thinking out what he should say.

“You’re just as strong and independent as his mother.”

Your head shot up. Ji Yong never liked to talk about her. In the twenty plus years of friendship, he had only ever once brought up his mother. When he did he was drunk off his ass and he referenced her, saying that he thought his mother would be his guardian angel but he’d rather see her then have her protect him. You had assumed that she had passed away, and you had tried to bring it up once. It had ended with tears being shed from both of you, so you dropped it quickly by saying you’re there for him when he was ready to tell you. He never did though.

“You would’ve liked her,”

“Is this what you wanted to talk to me about? His mother? Because I don’t know anything about her. When I tried to ask about her he got very defensive and yelled at me.” You say. Although you were warming up to Mr. Kwon, you knew he would do anything to get his way, and sadly you weren’t a priority compared to many other things in his life.

“I know that sweetheart, Ji Yong is very sensitive about the woman he loves,” Mr. Kwon started. “You should see how he gets when he talks about you.”

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sorry I cant do scenery. I also took some creative liberties with design but heres part of one of my fav. moments from Mark’s Subnautical videos so far. (Can you tell I’m really digging them)

Also drawing hair underwater f-ing sucks. and while we are on the subject of hair, i do have to add that I am really digging the color thing Marks got going on. I was a little iffy about the pink at first, but man to I love it now. Not that it matters, home boy can do whatever he likes, just wanted to let ya’ll know.  


一大事。。。解決!! ✧(σ๑˃̶̀ꇴ˂̶́)σ

Two Sides A Lover

Originally posted by life-of-a-plaidchester

Demon!Dean x reader

Summary: The reader is married to Dean and pregnant with his child. She was a mess when she found out Dean had died, she needed to see Demon!him herself. But what happens when even the demon has a weak spot for her?

WARNING: language, demon!dean being a dick at first, some fluff, a lil cheezy

Notes: I apologize for my lack of posts. I’ve been writing my chapter fic (castiel x OFC here’s the link ) This is kinda one of my fav one-shots so far… might actually do a part two..???

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SPYAIR - Scramble (translation)

we were searching for an uncertain future

which had to be somewhere in this town

from the crowded intersection

came a sound that seemed to drown out our voices

do you remember? 

when we first came here

with just some spare change in our pockets

strumming a guitar 

to keep up with the town’s pace

people wouldn’t stop

and our voices didn’t reach them

the loudness of the large billboards

more than admiration or hope

i just wanted to destroy everything

this world and even myself 

we were searching for an uncertain future

which had to be somewhere in this town

from the crowded intersection

we shouted to drown out the town’s voice

it’s nostalgic right? 

the weight of the amp

we hurried to protect from the sudden rain 

we knew if we ran frantically

even our soaked shirts 

were things that would dry at some point

as if to bury something away

this town is still aiming for new things

even if it’s overflowing it’s still empty

being thrown to us

this world and generation 

like the light shining from the sky

beyond those buildings we look up at

we only live so

the days we spent wandering

can one day be called “us”

we were searching for an uncertain future

which had to be somewhere in this town

from the crowded intersection

we shouted to drown out the town’s voice

like the light shining from the sky

beyond those buildings we look up at

we only live so

the days we spent wandering

can one day be called “us”

at various intersections

we’ll sing as though we’re shouting

through the rift in the clouds

is a silver sky that will be visible one day

But on the real, when will an actual EXO fan interview EXO? These “whats the difference between fans” questions are fucking overused and boring AF. 

Ask them whats been their fav part of preparing for their comeback so far. Ask about Lay and how much they miss him. Ask about something they’d like to change for their next tour. What their favorite part of exordium has been. What song they wish couldve been on the set list. Songs they’d like to cover as a group. What their favorite dance move is. A PREVIEW DANCE MOVE FOR THEIR COMEBACK. ASK ABOUT YIXING. Ask about collabs theyd like to embark on! Ask about individual projects– Kyungsoo’s new movie, Freal Luv, catman, Andante. Ask about their trip and how they manage to perform in two different countries in less than 48 hours. Ask about who sits next to who on the place. If they have any plans for their next break.

Seriously. If EXO weren’t so good at being chill and just rolling with the punches, that iheartradio interview would’ve been a cringe fest. NEXT TIME: