oh look at that intense stare

BOI let’s talk about Neil “rabbit” Josten and Andrew “never lets his guard down” Minyard and how they inexplicably forget the rest of the world is a thing when they’re together???? Like 

  • everyone knows better than to interrupt their intense eye contact. They’ll stare at each other for minutes at a time and matt’s just standing there off to the side, waiting for their bizarre silent convo to wind down. Neil’s the first to look away. 
    • “Oh, how long have you been there, matt?" 
    • "Just a few seconds don’t worry" 
  • even when they’re not staring at each other, they’re both completely useless if one is looking. Neil focuses his entire attention on Andrew when the sun hits him just right and Kevin sighs and closes the notebook of exy plays they’d been discussing. Andrew is not-watching Neil staring at him, Neil is probably mentally composing a sonnet about Andrew’s shoulders or arms or pinky finger, and Kevin starts talking about Quebec, potato salad, and cello music because anything he says Neil will never be able to remember 
  • they’re not much for PDA but also when the locker room is empty after a game, they might (always) make out against the lockers and sometimes they don’t remember that one freshman who was getting dressed in the showers and he squeaks in surprise when he walks in on them but they’re too wrapped up in each other to notice (or care) 
  • dan is sure she could blow an air horn next to their ears, but if they’re sharing a cigarette, they wouldn’t even flinch. Nearly every day after practice while they wait for Kevin to finish up, Neil and Andrew share a cigarette in the shade provided by the court’s walls. They stand not quite close enough to touch but the space between them is almost nonexistent, and take turns smoking while gazing meaningfully at each other. Or Andrew will smoke and Neil will steal his cigarette and he’ll steal it back and on and on until the thing is burned down to the filter. 
    • Nicky swears he caught them shotgunning smoke but his phone was "dead” at the time and without visual evidence he couldn’t cash in the prize money.
    •  He’s still bitter about it. 
  • one time they halted an entire game for a full minute because some asswipe had growled “Wesninski” at Neil and Neil got tripped up and twisted his ankle.
    • the combination of panic from hearing his old name and panic about not being able to play kept him on the court floor and Andrew was at his side in an instant. He ignored the rest of the players, the refs, and Coach in favor of kneeling on the ground and pressing his forehead to Neil’s. They whispered to each other for a full half a minute before the panic left Neil’s eyes and Andrew was content to sit back. 
    • Neil at least had the decency to look sheepish when he saw the dozen people crowded around them, staring at him with varying amounts of confusion and annoyance.
    • Andrew did not.

The angel was staring intensely down at his phone screen, but as far as Dean could tell he wasn’t reading anything, and he wasn’t typing.

Dean whistled to get his attention. “Hey. Anybody in there? Cas?”

The angel finally looked up, a little surprised to find Dean standing there. “Oh. Hello, Dean.”

Dean raised an eyebrow at him. “Everything okay… Are you having a staring contest with that phone?”

Cas’ cheeks colored a little. “Umm. No.”

“Looked like it,” Dean said, sitting down in a chair across from him, and putting his boots up on the table unconcernedly.

“No… I–nevermind…”

“Ahh, come on. That’s not fair! You can’t start to tell me and then stop. What is it?” Dean leaned forward eagerly.

“Umm… I’m just–trying to decide what to respond with to Y/N’s text message…”

Dean’s eyebrows lifted and he smiled at Cas. “Really?” His smirk grew wider as Cas looked nervous and his cheeks colored a little. “What did Y/N say?”

Cas put his phone down on the table so Dean could read the screen.

“’Hey Cas,’” Dean read allowed. “Wow… Yeah, that’s a tough one,” he teased, his grin widening still. 

Cas cleared his throat and grabbed his phone off the table. “Fine. Never mind…”

“Cas! Cas, come on! I’m joking! Let me help! Okay… Okay,” Dean said. “How about–and I’m just spitballing here–’Hello, Y/N. How are you?’”

Cas stared at him anxiously. “You think that’s all I need to say?”

Dean laughed and nodded. “To start? Yeah.”

A Personal Conversation with Jesus.

By this time I had come to realize how difficult His road might become. The cost had grown as His teaching continued. 

“Isn’t there another path we can take?” 

Jesus stared at me with an intensity I had not yet seen. My carefully made plans seemed to be devoured by that look. “Would you be with Me wherever I am?” 

My reply was immediate, “Oh, of course, Master, always!” 

Then let us arise and go out to the place where men are naked and languish in pain. Tonight we must share the bread of starving people.” 

“Jesus, I don’t think I want to go. You and Your words are what I long to have.”

“Then you must understand My meaning. You cannot have Me without My other friends.”

- When There Is No Miracle

Green eyes

Hello, lovelies! Just finished this and I might do a part 2 if you guys enjoy it and ask for it. Hope you guys like it!

Obs.: This was not proof read.


Originally posted by stylesly

Honey, you are a rock

Upon which I stand

And I come here to talk

I hope you understand

It had been weird, the moment I got into his living room. He was looking at me with furrowed brows and a slight pout on his pink lips, his eyes I loved oh so much staring straight at me with such intensity it made my skin rise with goosebumps.

“You shouldn’t be here.” He said, pulling his bottom lip between his fingers and frowning, his eyes locked on mine and not letting me look away.

“I know.” I nodded and twisted the fabric of my skirt on my hands, feeling little, my heart hurting and twisting on my chest. He looked angry, I knew he was. He also looked disappointed and I think that was what made me so nervous.

After all those years of knowing him, I never thought I’d be the one to put that look of disappointment in his eyes. I never thought I’d be the one to make the usual emerald sparkly green of Harry’s eyes a dull and dark shade of green.

“Why’d you come, then?” Harry asked, his arms crossing across his broad chest in a defensive way, making me gasp and take a step back. It was like he was putting up a shield between us and pushing me away. I didn’t know what was harder, disappointing him or having him push me away. I could feel my heart quickening in my chest, aching with sorrow and my eyes well up with tears.

“Couldn’t go. Don’t want to go back without you. It’s like-“ I started, my voice cutting off with a sob as I tried to hold back the tears. “It’s like I’m leaving the one person I should be holding on to.” I said and Harry sighed, his arms falling to his sides, a disgruntled look on his face.

“Babe, I-“ He started and then bit his lip, holding back the words that I was sure would make it all better. “I told you I didn’t want you here. Told you to go back home, to your job, your life-“ He said, a condescending tone to his voice, making my sorrow turn to anger.

“This is not your decision!” I yelled out and he looked stunned for a second, not expecting me to react like that. I always agreed with him because, usually, his decisions had our best interests at heart but this time… no, this time he was wrong, so wrong.

“I am TRYING to make you see this isn’t good for you, why can’t you just understand?” He huffed, an angry glint on his green orbs, that looked like they were warming up little by little, the cold and dark tones giving way to fiery  green.

“Because you’re making a decision for me and I don’t need you to do that.” I said, my voice wavering because of the tears but I refused to let him get me by my lack of control. No, this time I’d make him see things my way. “I am a grown woman and I know what I want.”

“You don’t know what you want, you have NO IDEA what you’re asking for!” Harry said, exasperated, his hands going through his long locks as I took a step closer. He sent me a mean glare, going towards his fridge, trying to put some distance between us, his boots making noises on the shiny floors.

“Well, I didn’t know you could read minds now Harry, can you?!” I asked, irony dripping from my lips. “Who are you to tell me what I want and what I don’t want?” I questioned, my hands shaking as I reached his side. He was leaning against the kitchen island, his hands holding tight to the bottle of sparkly water he had just opened, legs crossed and eyes set on the wall, refusing to look at me.

“I’m the one person that knows how this works. I’m the person that knows how mean people are, how cruel their words can get, how deeply damaged anyone who gets in my life can get once people get ahold of them, I’m the o-“ He said, his words like venom on pumping to my heart.

I couldn’t deny it was true. I knew it was. Had been a victim of it myself, along the years we had been friends. Every time we were spotted together, every time he laid his eyes on my in public, every time we shared a laugh or a hug, even the most innocent touch was turned into a front cover story, along with mean comments and hurtful name calling. I couldn’t tell him it was easy, we both knew it wasn’t. But that didn’t mean I didn’t want him. That didn’t mean I was willing to let go.

“Why is this a problem now? We’ve been friends for years, you’ve never had problem with me being around and now you keep pushing me away!” I said, standing in front of him. He kept his gaze away from mine, his eyes clouded with built up anger and a painful clench in his jaw.

“Because it’s different. It’s been different for a while and you know it, don’t play dumb with me.” Harry said, his eyes locking on mine, the truth of his words sinking in. “Wh- when we met, I knew I wouldn’t be able to just let you go. It was like something told me you were supposed to be mine, but I fought against it. I did and I- God, I tried to tell you not to fall for me but you wouldn’t listen!” He said, frustration pouring in his voice, the deep tone making me clutch my hands together and breath in, my lungs aching with the effort. “I tried to find you in others but you kept pulling me back, pulling me in like a vise and I tried to push you away, but I can’t do this anymore, I can’t.”

He looked defeated. Like the world weighed a million pounds and he’d been carrying it on his shoulders for a long time, like Atlas, the titan. He looked like he’d been in a war, a long one and he’d ran out of resources to fight back, to fight against himself.

“I’m a selfish person.” I said, my eyes locked on his green ones now. I needed him to see the truth, beyond all the shit and the rumors and the fans, the jealousy and the theories. “I am selfish because I want you, I always did.” I admitted and he closed his eyes, a gasp filtering through his pink lips. “I am selfish because even when I knew you didn’t want me, I kept fighting for you. I am selfish because you are the only person that stuck with me through all the shit I’ve been through and you still managed to like me, above all of my selfishness and above all my mistakes. You’ve always been my safe haven and I don’t blame myself for wanting you like I do.” I blurted out, my words coming out breathless and shaky, as I poured every feeling I had kept hidden all these years. “I am selfish because even though you belong to the world, I want you to be mine. And I don’t mean it as a friend, you know I don’t.”

“Babe, I-“ He started but I cut him off again, my words not stopping now that the gates had been opened, the Pandora box that was my heart and my mind flowing freely through my lips like I was cursed to say everything I had ever thought and felt about him, without restriction.

“I want you, even if I have to go through hell and back. I want you to kiss me and touch me and be with me, like I know you want to, like you’ve told me you once did.” By then, my face was tear stained, my hands shaking and my lips trembling.

The green eyes

Yeah, the spotlight

Shines upon you

And how could


Deny you?

“It’s nice seeing you here, my love!” His drunken voice boomed through the house as I laughed, getting in and giving him a hug.

“It’s nice to see you remained true to your drunk self. How many of those girly drinks have you had, H?” I asked as he leaned his lean and strong body against me, letting his weight down on me as he put his arm on my shoulders.

“Heeeey!” He said, his voice turning boyish again with the fake offense and the small smile playing on his lips. “It’s not girly, it’s fruity!” He said, his lips on a pout. I laughed and walked with him back to the bedrooms.

“Sure it is.” I mumbled, getting him inside Jeff’s bedroom and sitting him on the bed, my breath short with the effort. He laid back but before I could breathe normally, he had pulled me on top of him, the harsh landing making him huff.

“Ouch, you hit my willy.” He said, pouting and I hit his shoulders, my hands going to his sides to pull myself up. My heart was rushing, the feeling of his long and taut body against mine making me lose myself in the moment, the sparkly green of his eyes pulling me in.

“You did that to yourself.” I breathed out, suddenly unable to look away from his eyes. We were silent for a few seconds, his big and soft hand reaching up to tuck a strand of my hair behind my ear, making me hot as the blood rushed to my cheeks.

“You’ve no idea how long I’ve wanted to kiss you.” Harry whispered, his voice rough and the burning desire on his eyes told me he wasn’t lying. The problem with Harry was that he got even more sincere when drunk and the weight of his words cutting through me like a knife.

“I want you s’bad, love. It’s like I’m losing my fuckin’ mind.” He confessed, his thick accent and deep tone burning through my veins and wrapping around my heart like a vise.

“Harry, I- I want you too.” I whispered, my eyes heavy on his, my body shaking with anticipation as he leaned in, our lips brushing as he shifted under me, our bodies fitting like puzzle pieces. He pressed in, lips hot on mine, the tip of his tongue running over my bottom lip before he bit on the tender skin. I sucked in a breath, pressing forward and licking into his mouth, one hand tangled in his hair as the other clutched his shirt. He pulled me closer, one leg going in between mine and his hands pressing on my hips as we kissed, languid and slow, but hot and passionate.

“I’m lose my damn mind…” He whispered against my lips, not sounding so drunk anymore as he rolled over, getting on top of me and connecting our lips again, his tongue strong and certain as he toyed with mine, a shiver running down my spine. “Tell me to stop.” He demanded, a hand going under the hem of the short dress I was wearing, his fingers playing with the lace of my panties as I breathed harshly, his lips making their way down my neck and he sucked hard.

“No.” I told him. He looked up, not a single bit of the drunkenness present in his eyes as he stared at me, the green very much present and aware of what was happening.

“Tell me to stop.” He repeated and I shook my head, pulling him closer, my eyes betraying my feelings as I locked them with his, our lips brushing as I leaned up and bit his plump lower lip, a grunt coming out of him as he closed his eyes.

“No. I want this, I can’t tell you no.”

I came here with a load

And it feels so much lighter

Now I’ve met you

And, honey, you should know

That I could never go on

Without you

Green eyes

“I love you and I need you.” I confessed and Harry looked up, shocked and shaking, his hands bawled into fists as he surged forward, like he had just been punched in the gut. “I’m not apologizing for what I feel.” I murmured, his breathing louder than ever as he looked at me.

“It’s been years and I’ve tried to fight it too, believe me, I tried. But I can’t hide it anymore and I don’t care what you think, I don’t care if it’s not easy and I don’t want you to protect me. It’s my decision and I want this, I want to be with you.” I continued, when he stayed silent, a look of shock on his face.

I knew he felt like it was his duty to protect me. From the media, from the tabloids, from the fans and the gossip. I knew he felt like I’d do better without him, but it didn’t work like that. When your heart wants someone, it’s like breathing without them is harder. It’s like living a shallow life. I didn’t want that. I wanted the green eyes, the emerald shine they brought to my life, the pop of color that brightened my days and made my heart skip a beat. I wanted the burning passion we had once experienced, I wanted the sparks and the fireworks. I wanted Harry, all of him and I wanted to be his.

Telling him all that felt like breathing again after being a long time under water. I felt lighter, relieved that after all those years, he finally knew the truth about what he meant to me. He finally knew he was the only person I cared for, the only one on my mind, the only one to my heart.

The green eyes

You’re the one that

I wanted to find

Anyone who

Tried to deny you

Must be out of their mind

“Do you really want me? Do you really love me like that?” Harry asked, after a long and heavy silence. When we first met, we would never feel uncomfortable in each others presence, the silence never having to be filled with mindless conversations. But this time, it was a pregnant pause, a silence that held so much meaning it was suffocating.

“When have I ever been able to tell you no?” I questioned and he nodded, reaching for me hesitantly, his hands that were usually so sure and strong, shaking. His posture so vulnerable I could barely recognize the strong willed and cheeky boy I had met many years ago. “All I want is you. I don’t care about the rest.”

“It doesn’t work like that, you know it’s not easy to be with me, you’ve seen it before.” He said, anger tinting his voice, his accent a bit more accentuated when he was mad.

“I’ve been through it, I’m a big girl, I know how to handle myself.” I told him, our fingers intertwined as I stroked his skin.

“I don’t want to lose you because of them.” He said, pulling me closer and wrapping his arms around my middle, clutching to the fabric of my shirt as I wrapped my arms around his neck. I leaned in, our eyes fixed.

“You won’t.” I told him and he grunted, his face pulling in a mad expression.

“You don’t know tha-“ He started but I pulled him closer to me, our lips brushing as I stood on my tiptoes.

“You won’t. I’m yours, as I’ve always been and always will be. I’m yours.” I told him and he breathed in harshly, his lips locking with mine in a desperate kiss.

“You’re mine.” He whispered between kisses, before he pulled away and hugged me, his face hiding on my neck as he inhaled a shaky breath. “I love you.” He whispered on my ear and I felt knees giving out, as my hands clutched to him. “I love you.” He repeated, the strong hold he had on me giving meaning to his words.

And, honey, you should know

That I could never go on

Without you

Green eyes


Hello again! Hope you guys liked it! Please tell me if you did, it would be great to know if you guys want a part two or if I should just leave it like this. Anyway, I’m done boring you now!

B xx

VIXX reaction to you doing something new/crazy with your hair

Leo: Spends a whole day thinking about how should he tell you how amazing you look  you kind of got the message even before he decided to say anything by just watching his expressions

Hyuk: You caught him staring intensely at least 10 times by now but he’s always like ‘’It’s nothing, jagi! Just continue what you’re doing!’’ and then he also continues what he was doing…and that is making you unable to concentrate 

Ravi: ‘’I approve!’’ he drags you to your closet ‘’This haircut deserves to be seen…we’re going out right now!’’

Hongbin: ‘’Why are you staring, Hongbin?’’ He’s completely unaware of the fact that you know he’s been watching you for the last two hourse… ‘’Oh, you look…you know…cute.’’ Desperately trying to hide his blush by smiling cutely.

N: Is more excited than you. ‘’Should I also do something like that? Wouldn’t it be amazing? Let’s go right now!’’ He’s shouting even though he’s close enough to kiss you…

Ken: ‘’When did this happen? What else did I miss?’’ …is still recovering from shock

-gifs not mine, credit to the owner-


Feeling unsettled about not seeing each other. (x)

justatinysootsprite  asked:

hawke/varric, #1

“Oh my God. You’re in love with her.”


Oh Maker, it all makes sense.” Cassandra blurts, “You’re in love with her.

Varric fumbles for a moment, almost losing his grip on Bianca, and stares at the seeker. She’s looking back at him with a mix of shock and something he can only describe as ‘intense realization’.


Hawke.” she clarifies, eyes blazing as she takes a step towards him, “You’re in love with Hawke.”

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Say My Name

First ficlet ever. I had to write one with the sexy Jai Courtney…I hope you guys like….bites finger nails……

You never thought you would ever be afraid to knock on a door. Here you stood in front of Jai Courtney’s trailer staring at the door becoming more nervous by the second.

“Girl knock on the damn door already!” Will Smith yelled to you as he opened the door to his trailer a few trailers down the lot from Jai’s.  You smiled at Will and finally muster enough courage to knock on the door when it flew open almost knocking you in the face.

“Oh Shit! You alright?”

There he stood in black jogging pants and a black shirt looking down at you with his intense blue eyes. How could he look even sexier since the last time you saw him days ago? You just stood frozen looking up at him. A huge smile spread across his face as he grabbed you by the arm and literally lifted you up into his trailer. God he smelled good.

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  • lots of cute sleepy moments that u barely remember
  • hitting each other with your arms bc u guys r trying to get comfortable
  • lots of groaning and shifting 
  • him waking up before u 
  • u opening ur eyes a little AND HE’S STARINg wow creepy
  • he’s looking at u with so much admiration
  • he sees ur awake n he has that half smile oh my oh my hearteu
  • hIS LOVING EYES OH MY intense eyes make you havE A BLUSHFEST 
  • your eyes drooping a little again n he’s laughing the kind of laugh that is like rumbling through ur bones bc you’re pressed up right against him
  • then all the members join in and start beating you two up with pillows until jungkookie falls out of bed 
  • finally all go to eat breakfast
  • jungkookie giving u a piggy back ride bc u are sleepy and kissing your hands around his neck every now and then 
medieval kingdom au

belongs to @guardian-of-the-rain

in which yamamoto pledges his loyalty to his king, the boy he grew up with in the castle, sawada tsunayoshi 

Tsuna had been afraid that Takeshi would be unprofessional during the ceremony. Maybe he’d laugh, or he’d say the wrong words, or stumble through his oath, or accidentally throw something throw a stone wall (again). He had been anxious that things would go wrong even while Takeshi was totally calm.

Tsuna never would have guessed that he’d be the one who was in need of help.

Yamamoto was kneeling down on one knee before him, staring intensely into Tsuna’s eyes. Tsuna found himself unable to look away and a small smile curved the corners of Takeshi’s lips as he held Tsuna’s right hand in a gently grasp.

“I, Yamamoto Takeshi, swear that I will be faithful to His Highness Sawada Tsunayoshi to the ends of my existence,” Takeshi started and oh god, his voice. Tsuna felt heat creeping up onto his face and he almost broke eye contact but Takeshi squeezed Tsuna’s hand, ensuring that Tsuna was paying full attention to him.

“I promise above all else to be truthful to you, to be just and to be brave.” Tsuna felt his knees going weak. “I pledge to you my soul and body, my devotion and faith. My life is yours.” Takeshi leaned down to place a chaste kiss on Tsuna’s hand and Tsuna’s face went entirely red.

“I—” Tsuna winced when his voice cracked horribly. He cleared his throat and tried again. “I accept your oath of loyalty, Yamamoto Takeshi,” he said quickly. He was pretty sure that there were more things he was supposed to say, but right now his mind was totally empty apart from a singular screaming voice. He was pretty sure that voice was his.  


“Oh, come on, how could they not get that?” you cried, staring at the television in dismay. “This is disgraceful!”

Ed smiled, nodding knowingly at his notebook where he was scribbling away, barely paying attention. He seemed to be holding back laughter at your intense involvement with the game show.

“Come on, Ed, please tell me you know what it is!” you whined, curling closer to your boyfriend.

“On-the-spot decision,” he replied without looking at the screen, “I knew what it was seven rounds ago.”

You rolled your eyes with a smile, “Of course you did.”

“Well, actually eight rounds.”

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valentiimes replied to your post: LMAO guess I’m finally not the New kid Anymore :)…

You havent been new for a while!!!! Youve been a valuable part of the community and family!!! But now its your turn to step up and help the new kids, you have valuable experience and knowledge because you were once new too!!!!!!!!!!!

  1. Posting up in the sixth underground Lounge in artume is like, NEVER a good Idea
  2. Do Not Stare at the Mural they call THE GATES OF HELL for too long, it like totally messes up with your Chakras??? 
  3. We play cards in Artume friday Nights!!! I had to lowkey explain how Uno works to them Lol but they got INTENSE and then the ones that look like a 90s Emo poetry Club like TOTALLY turned on each other Over the last Card Oh Dude you should have Been There
  4. The gnarly statue in the middle of the Quad IS cutty af but I think it just Lowkey doesn’t know that Staring is rude!!!
  5. Weird is Good!!! (: Good Luck lmao
Me at seventeen rn
  • Me: I'm 100% prepared for this comeback
  • 17: *posts Joshua, The8, Wonwoo, & Mingyu*
  • Me: *stares at Minghao intensely* well that was rude
  • Me: *looks at the other 3* oh...they look really hot
  • 17: *posts the rest of the vocal unit*
  • Me: *Stares at Jeonghan*
  • 17: ...
  • 17: *smiles evilly* there's still 5 members left
  • Me: I hate all of you
  • 17: no you don't
  • Me: try me

I love when people have those really pretty eyes

They’re so beautiful, you are just like OH MY GOD

But you can’t look them in the eyes, because their gaze is super intense

So you look away, but it’s so tempting to stare, and you feel so awkward

And you have no idea what to do, so you glance between them and the floor



“Nice wings.” I pointed out. The angel looked at me with total seriousness, confusion and also wonder etched across his face. 

“You see my wings?” 

“You see his wings?” Dean snapped. 

“You don’t?” 

“That is very… unforeseen.” Castiel said. 

“What?” Dean asked. “What do you mean, unforeseen?” 

“You’re sure she’s human?” Castiel inquired. 

“Yes.” I spoke up. “I’m human.” 

“Oh,” Cas looked down at his feet, shifting nervously. “May I speak with you privately?” 

“I’d rather you didn’t.” Dean stated, clearing his throat to break the intense staring between the angel Castiel and I. 

“Just say what you need to say.” I sighed, glancing at Dean before turning back to Cas, who hadn’t stopped staring. 

“You are my One.” Cas said loudly. 

“Your what?” 

“Angels have only one mate to spend eternity with, they call their mate their One. You may be more familiar with the term soul mate. You’re mine.” he explained. “There is no other way that you would be able to see my wings.” 

“I can’t be.” 

“You must be.”

“I’m sorry, Cas, but I’m not.” 

“It is meant to be, Lou. It has to happen. It’s both our destinies to spend ternity together in holy matrimony.” 

“Cas, I know you’re not probably good with the whole human socializing thing, but I really… You can’t just say stuff like that to people!” 

“How else do I express my affection for you? I don’t understand.” 

“Uh, hey, I’m not okay with this. Whatever match-made-in-heaven crap you think you’ve got going on, is not real, okay? She’s mine.” Dean snapped. 

“No. I’m mine.” I corrected, once again looking away from Castiel’s intense staring. “Cas, there is no affection. You think we’re soul mates or something because I can see your wings but that isn’t right, okay? I’m meant to be with Dean. I’ve always loved Dean, okay? Always. I always will.” I explained. “I’m not your One.” 

“Is it my vessel? I can find one more suitable to your preferences, if that is what you wish.” Castiel said. “You may choose.” 

“Cas, I don’t care what you look like. I’m not that kind of person.” 

“I knew you weren’t.” he sounded almost proud. 

“Cas, I’m not your One.” 

Castiel looked down at his hands. “I love you.” 

“No you don’t. You just met me, you don’t even know me.” 

“I’ve been watching over you your entire life. I’m your guardian angel.”
“My… I have a guardian angel?” 

“I am your guardian angel, along with his. You have an unusual bond with Dean, there was no need for you to have your own angels because you’re always together.” 

“They lay people off in heaven?” Dean asked, earning a confused look from Cas.

Please Noona

Jungkook knew the way he made me feel.
He kew exactly how to get to me.
I’d been denying him for so long. He was 3 years younger than me and I just didn’t understand how we would work a this time. But he just insisted that he could be the man for me.
Usually when this happened, I’d say “the time isn’t right” and he’d reply “you’ll be mine one day Noona”, then flash his signature smile.
But today was different. Today he wouldn’t let go.
We were so close, our noses touching and lips grazing. His hands had cupped both sides of my face. His hands so cold against my heat risen cheeks.
“Look at me y/n” oh.. he was serious. He always called me Noona. Always.
I slowly looked up at him. I had to really concentrate on keeping eye contact because I wanted nothing more than to break from his intense gaze and stare at the floor.
He licked his lips. Slowly, enticingly. I had to make another conscious effort to not start shaking.
“Give me one chance to prove that I am the man you need, I love you y/n” I was in a trance. With his voice so low and husky like that, he had me. I slowly nodded my head, finally saying yes. Could I really say no with him acting like this? I saw his lips start to curl upward, showing off that smile I loved so much. Then he leaned in and kissed me.
His kiss was exactly how I pictured it.
Imagine yourself on the beach, right at the shore line when the water meets the sand. And you’re standing there, sinking your toes farther into the sand and the water caressing over your feet every time a small wave comes through. And your hair is slightly moving with the slow wind while you stare at the beautiful sunset and in that moment you feel like nothing bad can ever happen.

Yeah…. His kisses feel just like that.