my beautiful green god


you: did you just say you’re a leprechaun
me: * rolling my big, beautiful, green eyes *

Happily Ever After

Except an AU where Dean and Cas are both working for Disney for the summer, and have been cast as the very first gay princes. And at first they hate each other, but it’s hard to pretend you’re in love all day for sweet, shy kids, and then not makeout under the bridge of the magic kingdom castle.

You should all go and check out the amazing fanart thunderjellyfish made for my little prompt! Here is the fic to go with it :)

DISCLAIMER: I have been kindly informed that employees at Disney are NOT allowed to pick up kids for safety and legal reasons. Please suspend disbelief for this fic!

“Where’s the princess?”

If Castiel has to answer this question one more time, he will not be held responsible for his actions. He understands that having two princes star in an epic love story is not exactly Disney’s usual fare, but they obviously did well enough to hire character actors.

Or, nobody watched the movie but Castiel himself, and Disney hired him because they were tired of getting criticized for lack of representation.

Though the latter seems most likely, it’s actually why Cas applied for this job in the first place. He isn’t necessarily a huge fan of Disney movies, but as someone who grew up with zero gay role models in popular children’s media, Castiel can wholeheartedly understand and appreciate the importance of a homosexual Disney movie.

The problem, then, becomes not the job itself, but everything else about it.

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Pretty Sweet (Part one)

(Sorry this is late I’m moving houses right now and I lost track of time from unpacking. Hope you all like this)

21, straight out of college, with nowhere to go in particular. Living without my parents has been really hard these passed four years but, somehow I’ve managed to graduate successfully. I made some good friends but none I would talk to out of college.

I majored in English and minored in Photography, both of which are the only reasons I would ever go to college. These passed few months I felt as if I was missing something. That feeling of safety and love was gone from my soul and I couldn’t find it. I’m going to be straight up with you, no sugar coating.

I haven’t even given a second thought to having a significant other in my life all through college. I was so focused on studies and getting through without problems that it went to the back of my brain. I mean yes, there were a few potential guys here and there but, I always drove them away because they just wanted a hook up.

I’m currently moving into my own beach front apartment in Santa Cruz, California. It’s small, two bed, one bath, cozy and a really gorgeous off beige color. I don’t have much in it yet but, it will definitely be something soon. Right as I’m washing all of my dishes I hear my phone ring in my bedroom. Walking into my room and picking up my phone I see that my mom is calling, a small smile coming to my face. “Hello mom!” I speak happily into the phone. “Hi baby, how is the move so far?” “You know it’s actually not that bad. Macy was over yesterday unpacking which was a major help.”

Turning around I see all the boxes that still haven’t been unpacked. “That’s good, I just called to say that your father and I will be coming down on Thursday to come help.” “Oh my gosh that would be amazing, I have so much to unpack still.” I plop myself into the coach phone in hand while turning on my t.v.

“Good, well I better go honey. I love you (Y/N)!” “I love you too mom! Bye,” the end call button is pressed and I toss my phone next to me pressing play on a new show I started.

Its 7:30 am on a beautiful Thursday morning, which means it’s that time of day to go to my local coffee shop and read the newest book I bought myself. I slowly but surely get myself out of bed and into the shower.

A few minutes later I get out and dry off. I put on a sea foam green sweater and leggings quickly. I grab my book, keys and put some vans on and I’m out the door. The coffee shop is a 5 minute walk from my new apartment which is amazing.

I’ve only been in once but it was the best thing I have ever had. There is also this really cute guy that works there. I have yet to know what his name is but, I plan to find that out the second I order. He is very tall, short brown curly hair. He has the most beautiful green eyes I have ever seen. Compared to my duller (Y/E/C), his are so captivating and irresistible.

I open the door and step inside immediately smelling the coffee. Quickly I walk to the end of the line and look up to see him taking people’s orders with a big, warm smile on his face. One by one I got closer to the line and that made me more and more nervous. “Hello, what can I get for you?” A thick English accent asks me. I look down from the menu above to see him staring at me with a slight smile waiting for me to answer.

“Hi, I would like a medium coffee with extra creamer please.” “That will be $5.45” I hand him my card and he swipes it through the slot, handing it to me straight after. “Can I get your name?” He picks up the cup and opens up a sharpie. “(Y/N).” I quietly say. I see him smile to himself as he writes my name down. “Your coffee will be out in a minute.” “Thank you.” I walk over to the other side of the counter and sit down on the bar stool looking straight to all the employees( specifically him) making coffees

He takes no longer than a few minutes to make my coffee and confidently make his way over to me. “Here is your coffee. Hope you enjoy (Y/N)!” My heart flutters as he says my name. “Thank you..” “Harry.” I take the drink out of his hand slowly and bring it closer to me. “Thank you Harry.” “Anytime, love.” He then turns and continues to take orders.

At least I completed my mission of getting his name today. I thought I was going to pass out from how close are hands were to each other. Hopping off the bar stool I walk outside and continue my adventure back to my apartment. As I’m about to cross the street I hear someone calling my name. “(Y/N) wait!” I turn to see the beautiful green eyed man holding my phone out to me. “Oh my god thank you! I didn’t even realize I left it.” He laughs and I take my phone from his hand. “It’s no big deal, actually I wanted to ask you something.”

My heart starts to beat so fast I thought it was going to fall out of my chest. “Sure.” “Would like to maybe, uh, go out next Friday?” All the thought that are running through my brain are going a million miles an hour. What if I say something I shouldn’t have. What if I embarrass myself in front of him and he hates me forever.

“I would love to.” I smile at him and he nervously smiles back then looks at the ground. “Great! Can I have your number?” I nod and he gives me his phone and I give him mine and we put our numbers in. “Sorry if this is so sudden but, the second you walked into the shop a few weeks ago I just had this feeling to ask you out.” I couldn’t keep up with anything he was saying I was just that nervous and flattered at the same time. I give him props for asking me out because, I honestly would have never had the courage to. The look of relief when I said yes was very prominent. “I’m really happy you did Harry.” I look down at my feet and turn on my heel walking back towards my apartment.

The week goes by too fast. Its already Friday and I have 3 hours till Harry will be knocking at my door. I have never been this nervous over a guy before and I know with him it won’t be the last time. After having a quick shower and drying myself off I walk over to my closet to pick out something decent to wear. I still have no idea where he is taking us but, I still want to dress cute. I decide to wear dark skinny jeans with loose grey shirt and slipped on some white vans. I sprayed a shit ton of perfume on myself and headed to the front room. I wait around for an hour till I hear a knock on my door.

I jump off my couch so quickly and nearly fall. With a huge smile on my face I open up the door to an extremely nervous looking Harry. He looks up from his feet and became wide-eyed as he looked at me. “Wow. You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen.” Holy mother of Walt Disney this guy is going to kill me.

No one has ever said that to me before and I’m beginning to get super flustered. “Thank you, you don’t look too bad yourself.” I open the door all the way to exit and we both begin walking down to his car.

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make me choose:
 pieces-of-19 asked: rachel tucker’s elphaba or louise dearman’s elphaba?


Lost love, bright eyes fading
Faster than stars falling
How can I tell you that I’ve failed?
Tell you I failed.