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aHHHHHH I CANNOT STRESS HOW HAPPY I WAS WITH THIS HUG DUE TO THE FACT THAT YOU CAN SEE HOW THEY BOTH REACT TO THE TOUGH SITUATION AT HAND! CAS STRAIGHT UP JUST NEEDED A HUG AND DEAN KINDLY ACCEPTED AND GAVE IT TO HIM. CAS IS COMPLETELY DISTRAUGHT AND ENDS UP MAKING THIS LITTLE and quite literal :( FACE THAT, MIND YOU, BROKE MY HEART. AND THEN WE GET DEAN LAUGHING WHICH IS CLEAR MECHANISM TO COVER UP AND THEN ENDS UP JUST LETTING THE REALITY OF THE SITUATION SET IN. DEAN HAS ALWAYS BEEN KNOWN TO BE THE TOUGH, ‘MANLY MAN’ THAT COVERS UP HIS FEELINGS, AND HE DID ATTEMPT IT BUT HAVING SWEET BABY CAS IN HIS ARMS MADE HIM DROP THE ACT AT LEAST FOR A BIT. I WILL ALWAYS TREASURE THIS DESTIEL HUG NO MATTER WHAT THE WRITERS DO AFTER THIS POINT BECAUSE WHETHER OR NOT YOU SHIP DESTIEL OR NOT. CAS AND DEAN LOVE EACHOTHER IN A PROFOUND WAY. WHETHER IT BE APPLE PIE LOVE OR BROTHERLY LOVE. THESE TWO DORKS JUST LOVE EACHOTHER.

“I wanna kiss you.”

Anon Request: Sebastian is drunk and tries kissing his best friend.

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Reaching forward, you tap the elevator button for the third time. Your impatience stems from the uncomfortable position you have been under for nearly twenty minutes. After failing to hail a cab, by no surprise in NYC on a Friday night, you were forced to escort your drunk best friend home. With your right arm secured firmly along his waist, for support, you reach up to lightly pat Sebastian’s chest to let him know you are indeed still listening to his rambling. Upon your departure from the party, Sebastian has been erratically discussing off the fly future plans for his life. Fifteen minutes worth of travel plans, possible house purchases, and desires to “live a bit more on the edge, ya know?” were beginning to add to the draining task of supporting his body weight. It’s not that Sebastian’s weight, in particular, was difficult to manage. It was the man himself. You couldn’t get him to walk straight. He got too easily distracted by the lights around him, or the sequence of your dress, the color of your hair. It made the typical ten minute walk home turn into a twenty-minute walk.

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Y/F/BF - Your friend’s boyfriend

Agreeing to go on a mountain-climbing adventure was probably the worst things you’ve ever done. Here you were, bundled up in three layers of clothing with chunky boots and a heavy rucksack on your back. 

“Y/F/N, is it too late to back out of this?” You whined, pushing your sunglasses up to rest on your head. Y/F/N was one of your more sportier friends, and she was the one who suggested that you, Harry, herself, and her boyfriend went on a three-day expedition. 

“Yep!” She said while doing up her laces. “I know you hate exercise, but c’mon! This is gonna be fun! Just you, me, Harry, Y/F/BF, and good ol’ Mother Nature. And don’t you dare make up an excuse about Harry – you and I both know he loves this kind of nature-y shit.” Harry, the complete opposite of you, was pumped up for this trip. He had gone out and bought a new coat, pants, shoes, backpack, and even a new pair of sunglasses. 

Ahem.” A clearing of the throat was heard behind you as you and Y/F/N turned around, your eyes widening at the sight of Harry fully dressed with his leg perched up on a chair. “I’m ready.” He said gruffly, a look of pure seriousness on his face – which made you and Y/F/N burst into laughter. 

I’m ready!” You mocked, doubling over in laughter as Y/F/N wiped away a tear. 

“He even brought a fuckin’ ice chipper!” Y/F/N cackled, bending down in an attempt to catch her breath. 

“Heeyyy…” Harry frowned, setting the ice chipper down as he crossed his arms. “’M only doin’ this for you, you don’t haf’ to poke fun at me.” 

“Aw, babe. I know.” You giggled, walking over and wrapping your arms around his waist. “You look very adorable, if that makes you feel any better.”

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