ok idek i just love this


good vibes only - listen

13 kpop songs that give off an ambient, dance-y feeling

just acting, right?

pairing: lin x reader

prompt: au !highschool where you get cast as sandy and lin gets cast as danny and you guys have to kiss lol cooties

warnings: lots of fluff, i don’t think i swore ??

words: 2,269

a/n: !!! i love drama kids so much and i’m sorry if this like offends any of you!! i really hope you like this one bc i’m super very really extra proud of this and idek why but okay i love u all pls lemme know what you think ok goodnight xo

You and Maria were standing up against you locker. Maria was telling you about some new jeans she had bought and you were “listening.” Honestly, you were just looking at him. Not creepily - just, you know. It was Lin

Lin was talking to his friend Anthony, eyes flashing towards you every few moments. You blushed when your eyes made contact, looking down to your feet. 

“Are you listening to me?” Maria sighed, her words drenched in sarcasm.  

You scrambled for an excuse but sighed, “’M sorry. I just -”

“Hey, Y/N,” Lin said, interrupting you with easy grace. 

You took a breath, Maria quickly filling your void, “Hey, Lin. Are you auditioning for the play?" 

Lin smiled, nodding, "How about you?”

Maria put a sweet grin on her face, “Yeah. Y/N is going out for Sandy,” she put her hand to her mouth like she was telling a secret, “But she’ll deny it if you ask." 

Lin laughed when you scoffed, "I’m sure you’ll get it, what about you Maria? Rizzo?”

“You you suggesting something, Mr. Miranda?” She teased easily. 

Lin laughed and put his hands up in surrender, “I’ll see you ladies in there,” his eyes were bright, “Bye, Y/N.”

You forced a smile, groaning as he walked away. 

“I’m such an idiot,” you sighed, banging your head on the locker next to yours.  

“You’re not an idiot,” Maria said, pulling your shoulder back, “You just need a little more confidence around him.”

“And how does that happen?”

Maria giggled, “I don’t know! He’s a senior. In drama. It’s not like he’s that intimidating.”

“He’s popular,” you shrugged, slamming your locker and started walking to homeroom. 

“See you for auditions!” Maria winked, tossing some hair over her shoulder before walking the other way. 

What the hell did you get yourself into?

Auditions came quicker than you expected, and casting even sooner. So when Maria came over, eyes bright and smile big, you almost didn’t comprehend what she was saying. 

“You got Sandy!”

Well, you understood that. What you missed was, “And Lin is Danny!”

You felt comfortable, excited even. Maybe a little guilty towards the few senior girls who didn’t get the lead. And here you were as a junior playing Sandy. Still, that guilt faded when Lin gave you a hug on the first day of rehearsals, telling you how proud he was of you. 

The first day of practice was just a script run through. You hadn’t seen Grease in a while, so it was a much needed refresher. 

However, you reached some of the last few pages, and you saw the words: 

They kiss.

Then a few lines down?

Danny kisses Sandy more passionately.

You coughed awkwardly, blushing when Lin shot you a sheepish smile. In place of it for now, Lin blew you a kiss from three seats down. 

You let out an airy laugh, embarrassed a little. You should be happy about this, right? You crush is going to kiss you - twice. You should be happy. You are happy. Right?

Rehearsals continued for about a month before Alex came up at the end of a Friday. 

“Hey, Y/N, can you hold up a minute after?" 

"Ugh, yeah,” you said, putting your bag down. You wrapped a gray sweater around your body. 

“Hey,” a voice said, making you jump. Lin.

“Sorry,” he said, scratching the back of his neck, “I didn’t mean to startle you.”

“No it’s, it’s fine.” At the sight of him, a smile rose on your face without permission. 

Lin opened his mouth to say something more, taking a step closer to you when he was interrupted. 

“Good, both of you are here.” Alex said, clasping his hands together, “So, I want to run the kiss on Tuesday, okay?”

You and Lin exchanged a look, both of your cheeks tinted pink. 

Lin raised his eyebrows at you, as if asking for permission. 

“Sure,” you said as confidently as possible. Still, you’re nearly positive your voice broke.

Monday night, Maria came over. She had gotten Rizzo and told her mom she was “running lines” wth you. In reality, she was trying to calm your anxiety. 

“Maria, I’ve never kissed a guy - what am I going to do? What if I’m a bad kisser? What if my breath smells bad? What if he never wants to kiss me again? Oh my gosh. I’m gonna kiss Lin - oh shit. Oh my gosh. I can’t kiss Lin! I - ”

“Y/N! Stop! You need to chill out. You’re making a track.”

You looked down to see where you were pacing, and sure enough, you had created a flat in the carpet. You sighed and flopped down on the bed. 

“What am I going to do?”

Maria looked to you on her side, “Didn’t you kiss that guy Jack? Just do the same thing!”

You let out an exasperated sigh, “We were like, eleven. It doesn’t count.”

Maria shrugged, “You’re gonna be fine. You just have to chill out.”

Tuesday morning rolled around and you were a zombie through all of your classes. Maria was a little nervous, but she was nothing compared to you. You were constantly replaying all the times you had run this scene and Lin would dip you and Eskimo kiss you or raspberry your cheek and just make you laugh. And now the thought of being near him made you as sick as it did a month ago at your locker.

Lin came up to you before rehearsal, biting his lips and practically bouncing.

“You sure you’re okay with this? I can talk to Alex and see if -”

“Yeah, it’s totally cool.” No, I’m a mess, you thought. “It’s just acting, right?” Wrong, I’ve had a crush on your for three years, you thought.

Something flashed across Lin’s face at that, but it was gone before you could recognize it.

“Cool,” he nodded before skidding away.

The kiss wasn’t until the very end of rehearsal, and for a moment, you thought he was going to postpone it until tomorrow. You checked your watch: 4:09. Practice ended at 4:30, so all you had to do was stall for -

“Y/N! We’re gonna run the kiss scene dry first, okay?” Alex called over. You sighed but nodded feebly. 

Lin was still bouncy, a little smirk on his lip though. 

“Start at the beginning of Act II, scene four, okay?” Alex said, but words were mushed together at this point. Lin was looking at you with bright eyes. Still, you couldn’t avoid the snickers you heard from the senior girls across the room, watching you with beady eyes.

You felt Lin - well, Danny - put his arm around you, signally your cue.

Is this okay?” You tried to sound innocent, like Sandy would.

You dialogue continued for a few more lines.

I should’ve given this to you a long time ago,” Lin said.

Now, you thought. Lin took in a small breath and everything was suddenly in slow motion. His gaze flashed to your lips then back up to your eyes. You flushed your eyes shut, leaning ever so slightly to feel his lips graze yours. You could feel his smile ever so lightly on your mouth, pulling him closer by the back of his neck. It was short and sweet, how the script directed. 

Danny fixes himself before saying, “I really like you Sandy.” Then, with more confidence this time, his lips found yours again. His lips moved like a melody over your own harmony. His hands were on your waist, pulling you closer to him in the prop car. You savored the kiss for a second longer before pulling away.

Take it easy, Danny! What are you trying to -” you paused when you heard the giggles of the girls in the black box, your cheeks immediately flushing red. Lin took notice of this, picking up where you had left off.

What’s the matter?” You couldn’t tell if it was Danny asking or Lin, so you rolled with the script despite the break in your heart. 

Why would he ever like you? He’s a senior. A popular senior. Lin wants a girl like them - popular, pretty, good at acting. Not you. Besides, it’s not like this was anything more than acting. 

So that night, before you left, when Lin asked if everything was alright?

You ignored him.

You only ran the kiss once more before the show during dress rehearsals. Lin was calm and collected through the entire thing, while you nearly got sick every time someone mentioned the show at all. 

The girls had gotten worse. You could feel their glare during every scene you had onstage. Still, you tried to block it out. One more week, and then this is all over.

It was around seven o’clock the day before opening night, and you were the last one in the theater. You were walking yourself through some choreography that you already knew by heart - you practically did it in your sleep. Humming along to the songs, you marked your dance. 

A crash made you stop. Turning to see who was there, Lin emerged slyly, a pint tint on his cheeks. 

“Hey,” he started. You offered a small wave but went back to marking your choreography.

“Hey,” Lin said again, this time grabbing your arm gently to stop your movements. 

“I’m practicing,” you tried.

“You’ve been practicing for two and a half months. You need to sleep now,” he tried.

You sighed, but nodded and started to pack your bag up.

Walking out of the theater, Lin ran to catch up to you. You were impatient, angry that you let your feelings get in the way and now you couldn’t focus and you were probably going to mess up the show and -

“Y/N?” Lin interrupted your thoughts, worry etched across his face.

You shook your head but started to walk away. Seamlessly, he grabbed your hand and pulled you back to him. You gasped when his hand went from his side to your cheek to push some hair behind your ear. 

His eyes flashed to your lips, the same way they did over a month ago on that Friday. You shut your eyes when you felt him close the distance, his soft lips gracing easily over yours, burning like a flame before sharply pulling away. You pointed at him, frustrated.

“Y/N, I -” you held up a hand.

“Just,” you paused, “Ugh!” 

You speed walked back to your car, not even turning on your lights as you skidded out of the parking lot. 

Opening night. 

It was going perfectly. You were beyond excited and even made small talk with a few of the senior girls. Lin tried to talk to you twice, but you would make up lame excuses as to why you had to go; each time leaving Lin sulking.

You had made it halfway through Act II, everything going off without a hitch, when it happened.

It was (obviously) the kiss scene, and Lin was an amazing performer. His lines were sharp and crisp, his attitude perfected, and his everything. He was ridiculously talented, and no one could take that away from him. So when he screwed up a line, you were not expecting it.

The first kiss was sweet, simple. And then it happened.

I really like you, Y/N,” he said, kissing you before he realized what he said. His lips touched yours with the same passion he was directed to but this time with a fire so bright it could burn. This kiss was different; it didn’t feel staged. You pulled away breathless, almost forgetting your line.

Take it easy, Danny! What are you trying to do?” You played, snapping him back into reality. Some of your lipstick had gotten on his mouth. You bit back a smile.

Your heart soared for another five minutes before you caught a senior glaring at you again. Annoyed, you fixed your lipstick and changed into your next costume.

The rest of the play continued, smooth sailing until the final bow. 

Lin held your hand tightly, squeezing before giving leading you forward for one more bow. 

You practically sprinted out of the theater, makeup half off and a pair of sweats thrown on with a teeshirt. You had nearly made it out of the school when he called out.

“Y/N, wait!” He was dressed similarly to you, wearing the Grease shirt you had gotten. 

You turned on your heel to face him, brushing a stray curl off your forehead. 

“You did really well out there,” he smiled.

“Thanks, you too.” You said as you pushed down any feelings you had for him, even ignoring his ‘I really like you, Y/N,’ slip. “See you tomorrow,” you tried, starting to leave.

“Wait!” Lin said, grabbing your hand like he had done just a day before.

“Lin,” you huffed, “I don’t know what you want me to tell you!”

“Tell me you felt something too,” he said immediately. “Tell me that, that - that wasn’t acting. That couldn’t be just acting, right?”

You took in a sharp breath, “But all the girls -”

“Y/N,” Lin laughed. His eyes were wide. He wet his lips before continuing, “You’re the only one I like.”

Your head shot up, “Wait, you like me?”

He took a step forward, a giggle bubbling out of him, “I’ve been flirting with your for months, but thanks for noticing.”

Your surprise was short lived when he took another step forward, lifting your chin with his finger before pressing his lips to yours. 

You guys, I love them so much I’m unstable about it like idek what to do rn


AND LIKE, she’s like THIS. AND THIS is what he sees, her on the floor, her eyes shut, trying to grab back control and she keeps swaying in place and like UGH



And like fuck, this is the moment that kills me though? LIKE, she falls again, looses her footing, her head bending low





musical sirius
  • so sirius black is the too-cool-for-you-totally-punk-rock hogwarts heartthrob right? 
  • but sirius has a secret 
  • he fucking loves classical music 
  • he can sit for hours listening to soft violins and melodic pianos, eyes closed, letting every note wash over him 
  • he blames it on his strict ‘there will be none of that noise that you call music playing in my house’ upbringing (but he knows that he’d still love it even if it weren’t for his stuck-up family) 
  • he walks around the school grounds with beethoven and bach playing in his headphones, and everyone just assumes that he’s listening to the killers or something because he’s sirius black
  • when the other marauders find out it’s by accident 
  • james pulls out one of sirius’ earbuds with a ‘what you listening to, mate?’ and puts it in his own ear 
  • and of course sirius is all  ’for fuck’s sake james im trying to finish this essay. james, it’s due tomorrow fuck off’ because even though he loves james to bits, he has a way of making sirius abandon his school work in favour of a ridiculous prank he has in mind (which usually results in detention for one or both of them)
  • it’s safe to say jamie wasn’t expecting to hear canon in d major (not that he knew that that’s what it was) 
  • he gives sirius the weirdest look and sirius just shrugs (‘did you expect me to be listening to death metal while im trying to finish this fucking essay, prongs?’) 
  • of course james is still confused because this is sirius, the boy with a pretty substantial record collection that consists only of punk rock albums 
  • and of course he runs off to tell the other marauders (guys, sirius is listening to classical music! he’s not as punk rock as he says he is!)
  • they’re all pretty shocked at first because that’s definitely not what they expected of the boy with long black hair, a leather jacket and a permanent almost-over-confident smirk on his face
  • but after that they’re all happy to let sirius play his music out loud, enjoying the peaceful atmosphere that it brings 
  • but remus enjoys it the most 
  • he’ll sit with sirius for hours, sirius’ head resting in his lap, fingers running through his friend’s hair almost instinctively
  • it’s a day like this that they finally kiss for the first time, beethoven playing quietly in the background, and it’s soft and slow and fucking perfect 
  • and yeah, sirius fucking loves classical music

ok so we all know how amazing luke’s vocals are when he tries but imagine how beautifully effortless he’d sound just singing around the house. like his voice would sound so light and the notes would fall off his lips so naturally and if he noticed you watching him in awe he’d kinda get shy about it and giggle with a little blush lighting up his cheeks and he’d just look so adorably bashful and when you asked “why’d you stop babe it sounded amazing” he’d run a hand through his hair and shrug like “nah it was nothing i was just messing around” and you’d shake your head, amazed that he doesn’t even realize how talented he is but then you’d smile and go “hmm have you consider becoming a singer?” and luke would laugh and entangle his fingers with yours before pulling you close and kissing your forehead as he hugged you real tight like he always would and he’s just murmur “why are you so cute” against your skin and i’m really sad that i don’t have a luke


Bout time i drew some shiratorizawas

Tendou is kinda nightmare fuel half the time and idek how his face does the things it does but also,,,, hes weirdly adorable,,,,,
Also ushiwaka what a megadork i love

The demon inside of me.

Okay, so first of all I wanted to thank you for sending in all these amazing requests, and I will do them one after another and I even finished one today.
This took forever to write, and it´s kinda long, but I hope it´s okay, and I hope that whoever requested it, likes it as much as I do.

Request:  Ok, Could you write a one shot with kid reader who is basically the cinnamon roll meme, aka too pure, too sweet, too generous, just too good for this world in general. Like, nice and loving to a point of occasional annoyance. Aight so later her and tfw or whoever get into an argument where she’s still sweet af but her feelings get hurt so she walks out, and later she gets sent to hell (idek man) she comes back as a demon and tfw tries to cure her. Thank you! :)))

by anon

Pairing: Castiel x Reader

Warnings: The usual stuff, language, Demon!Reader and so on. :)

Length: 3018 Words

Summary: Your the girl who´s almost to good to be true and you try to save everyone, but when you get turned into a demon, you suddenly need to be saved and your angel is there for you. 

Originally posted by irensupernatural


You were sitting on a swing on the playground in front of the motel and were listening to your best friends Sam and Dean, as they were telling you all kinds of creepy stories about the things you knew they were hunting with their dad.
You tried to cover your ears and said: “Hey, please stop. I don´t want to hear all that scary stuff. Can you please tell me a nice story? Like about angels? Tell me a story about angels.”
Dean and Sam looked at each other and then laughed:
“There are no such things as angels (Y/N). You´re being stupid”, Sam said and you felt tears rushing to your eyes when you said: “I´m not. You´re being mean ,Sammy.”
Immediately Dean frowned at his younger brother and then looked back at you: “You´re not stupid. It´s just that angels aren´t real.”
Being already thirteen years old, Dean was basically a wise man to you, but you just wanted to be right about something once, so you bit back your tears and said: “One day, when I´m older and I´m also a hunter, I will find an angel and I will show it to you and then you will see”, you said with confidence and Dean smiled, while stroking over your head: “You know what sweetie, if one person deserves to find an angel, it´s you.
After all I don´t know a sweeter and better person than you.”
You smiled: “Thank you Dean.”

16 Years later

You were standing in the library of the bunker and you felt rather angry:

“So I didn´t kill the demon, what´s the matter? I exorcised him and everything was fine.”
Cas, Dean and Sam were standing across from you, all with a worried and annoyed expression on their faces.
“You almost got killed, that´s the matter”, Dean finally said and you frowned:
“I did not. Everything was fine.”
Castiel walked over, only stopping inches in front of you, his eyes a mixture of worry and fury: “If you call lying on the ground, bleeding from several deep wounds and being threatened by not one but two demons, fine, I think I have to go back on learning the meaning of fine.”
Cas was never angry with you.

“Cas, I, I just wanted to to the right thing.”
Dean suddenly banged his fist on the table: “And that´s what´s going to get you killed some day. You´re too damn nice.
You try to find something good in each and every monster we hunt and things are going well to far by now.”
You felt tears building up behind your eyes and you hoped that you wouldn´t start crying in front of everybody: “Well”, you said with a trembling voice, “I just try to save people. I thought that´s our job.”

Sam, who had been especially quiet throughout the whole conversation, cleared his throat:
“(Y/N), you know I´ve been there too, and believe me, there are things in this world that don´t deserve to be saved.”
“Everything deserves to be saved”, you whispered and this was your honest opinion.
Suddenly Cas turned around to face the boys:
“I´d like to speak to (Y/N) alone if that´s okay.”
Sam just shrugged and Dean said: “Whatever man, at least you´re the one she is most likely going to listen to.”
After the Winchesters left, the angel turned back to you and pulled you into a tight embrace:
“You know that I just want to keep you save (Y/N)”, he said and you hugged him back, tears now really flowing down your cheeks.
“I know”, you said after a while and then you two just stood there, tangled up in each other, enjoying each others company.
Suddenly you remembered something from far back and laughed a little.
“What is it?”, Cas asked and let go of you, holding you so he could see your face.
You smiled: “I just remembered that years ago, when I was still a little kid, Dean, Sam and I talked about angels and how they weren´t real, and I promised them that one day I would find an angel and prove them wrong.”
He smiled right back at you: “Well, you were successful I guess.”
You shook your head: “Nah, not exactly.”
A little frown spread across his face: “And why is that?”
You chuckled: “I didn´t found just any angel and showed it to them, I found you, and you are my angel.”
He nodded: “That I am”, he said but soon his face grew serious again: “You know that I love the fact that you are the sweetest, kindest and nicest person I´ve ever met, but please promise me (Y/N), that you won´t get yourself killed over your pity for lower creatures even if that´s what kept you alive.”

You frowned: “What do you mean?”
You could see that he was uncomfortable, but that didn´t stop you from freeing yourself from him and saying: “Tell me what you mean!”
“It´s nothing, I just got caught up in my words.”
You knew he was lying and it made you sad and angry: “Don´t lie to me Castiel.”
He flinched at the mentioning of his full name, knowing that you never called him by it ever, and then he sighed:
“It´s just that I remember doing something like this with, well, you.”
Your blood felt as if it was freezing in your veins: “Did you just call me a lower creature you took pity on?”
He shook his head and tried to reach for you: “That´s not what I meant (Y/N), I just wanted to express that I get why you want to save people you actually shouldn´t care about.”
Your eyes widened and you jumped back as if he was poisoned: “I can´t believe you just said that.”

Apparently he realized himself what he had said because he touched his forehead:
“(Y/N), please let´s start this conversation again.”
But you shook your head: “Everything has been said. You´ve been very clear”, you said without any emotion in your voice and then you left, feeling numb and empty.

Weeks had passed since the big fight and you avoided Cas at all costs. If you knew he was in the library, you were in the kitchen.

If he was staying for dinner, you were in your room eating by yourself.
On the rare occasions that he actually managed to be in the same room with you, you ignored him completely.
Dean and Sam had asked you once about what happened, but you had just shook your head and after that, they didn´t pressure you.
When the first real cases after the disaster came around, you were glad that you found some distraction from your depressing thoughts and it was fun to finally be on the road again, singing to AC/DC with Dean and talking about books with Sam.
At first the case seemed to be rather easy, just a few demons who seemed to have some kind of base in an old warehouse outside of a small town in Utah,
but as soon as you three got there, things got out of hand because there were much more demons than what you had expected and a little while later,
you found yourself held back by one of them, a knife to your throat, while he forced Dean and Sam to put there weapons down, in order to keep you from harm.
After a few other demons had tied the boys to two chairs, the one holding you laughed: “I never knew it would be so easy to capture the Winchesters. But word got around that you two have a weakness.
This little bitch here.”
Dean´s face was red with anger: “Leave her alone you bastard, you´ve got us, so what´s the matter?”
You tried to tell him with your eyes to be quiet, but the demon suddenly spun you around and made you face him:
“What´s the matter? I think she´s rather attractive, isn´t she? I bet you two are banging her all the time”, he mocked and you just stared, unable to move and unable to say anything.
When he turned you around again and pressed you against his chest, you whimpered, tears burning behind your eyes.
“I don´t think Crowley will be all too pleased if he finds out what you are doing”, Sam tried, obviously keen to undermine the demon´s confidence.
But all he did was laugh: “Oh, I think my boss doesn´t mind if I have a little fun with that little whore.”
You closed your eyes when you felt his tongue on your neck and heard Dean shout: “I swear to god you bastard, if you touch her again, I´ll find you and I will kill you. Slowly.”
You felt yourself being pushed on the ground and you winced at the impact while you heard the deep voice of the demon: “You know what would be a hell lot of fun? If I´d get her to want to do it with me?”
You pushed yourself up and stared at him: “There´s no way in hell that will happen”, you hissed and he grabbed your wrist: “Actually there is a way in hell that will make you do all kinds of stuff you don´t think you want to do right now.”
And without any other explaining, he mumbled a few words and then everything turned black.

When you woke up again, you were lying on cold stones and your head was hurting a little, but somehow you felt amazing.
You lifted your head and tried to analyze your surroundings and you had never seen this place before, but you somehow knew that this was hell.
Usually your first instinct would have been to get out of here, but somehow you felt calm and confident and a little dizzy, so you just walked a long the corridor to an open door, when you heard the unmistakable voice of the one and only king of hell:
“So you tell me, that you turned the Winchester´s girl, INTO A DEMON?”, he shouted and you didn´t even felt surprised, because somehow you already knew.
You looked around and found a mirror and the prove stared right back at you: Your eyes were completely black.
“But your majesty, I thought you would find that amusing”, the demon ,who had captured you earlier, spoke up.

A loud crash sounded and then Crowley again: “You thought that I found it amusing to make the Winchesters angry? I´m trying to work with them you idiot. I don´t need you to run around and kidnap their pets.
Do you realize that she is with Castiel? Do you want another war between angels and demons?”

You frowned and entered the room, looking at Crowley sitting on some kind of throne and the demon kneeling in front of him.
“No sir I…”, but you would never find out what he was going to say, because the king of hell clapped his hands and the demon vanished into smoke.
Right then Crowley´s eyes found you: “Hello darling, I believe you already found out about your… condition. Don´t worry, I will return you to your angel immediately.”
You laughed a laugh you had never heard yourself making before:
It was snarky and ironic: “I don´t care about Castiel. And I don´t care about being a demon. It actually feels good. Like fun. I don´t want to go back.”
Crowley rolled his eyes: “I´m afraid you don´t have a say in this sweetheart. I don´t want to provoke heaven anymore.”
And then he snapped his fingers and you suddenly stood in the middle of the library, Crowley beside you, holding your arm.

“Anybody home?”, he called and you tried to get free and actually managed to pull your arm away.
Only seconds later, Dean and Sam stumbled into the room and the shocked expression on their faces made you laugh.

Without you even noticing it, Dean suddenly had the demon knife in his hand and stared at Crowley: “What are you doing here? Why is (Y/N) with you?”
The king of hell put up his hands: “Relax, Squirrel. I´m just bringing you your girl-toy back. Almost as good as new, well expect for… Show them sweetheart, they will find out anyway.”
You grinned: “With pleasure”, you said and flashed your eyes black.
Within seconds, Dean had Crowley pinned against the wall, while Sam reached for your arm, in order to get you out of the way, but you just shook him off:
“Leave me alone idiot.”
The surprise on his face was pretty obvious and you figured that it was due to the fact that you always had been such a nice girl, who would never ever swear.
Well, that was over now.
YOU TURNED HER INTO A DEMON?”, Dean shouted at Crowley, who frowned:
“I did no such think. One of my incompetent minions did it, and I took care of him.
Also I brought her back here, so you and the angel boy won´t start going crazy again. You´re welcome by the way.”
After that he vanished and Dean punched the wall, then turned around to face you again:
“I can´t believe he did that to you”, he whispered and you smirked.
“Well Dean, I´m glad he did. You remember how you guys always complained about me being to nice? Well, not anymore.”
Sam grabbed your arm again, but you dodged him and punched him in the face: “I told you not to touch me.”
While Sam stumbled back, you suddenly felt a tight grip on you from behind: “I´m so sorry (Y/N), but we need to turn you back, and believe me, I know it is terrible, but it has to be done”,
Dean said and you squirmed, but even though you were a Demon,
you couldn´t quite put up with him, so he dragged you up to the dungeon and tied you too the chair in the center to the devil´s trap, before leaving again: “I will make it right sweetie, I promise”, he said and then closed the door while you screamed: “Bite me.”

You didn´t know how much time had passed until you heard someone coming again, and you figured it were probably Sam and Dean with the treatment, but when the door opened, you saw Cas coming in. 

You raised an eyebrow at him: “What are you doing here?”
He came over to you and touched your head, and you couldn´t stop him because your hands were still tied up.
“I´m so awfully sorry (Y/N). I should have protected you better”, he said quietly and you laughed: “I don´t need protection. I´m a demon. I´m strong now.”
The angel shook his head: “Dean and Sam will be treating you with the human blood soon and until then I will watch over you.”
You spat on the floor: “I don´t need anyone to watch over me. Especially not you.”
The hurt on his face felt oddly satisfying and when he sat down on the floor in front of you, you continued to talk off your anger:
“You know Castiel, I always thought being with an angel was special you know? But I was wrong, because you aren´t special.”
He nodded sadly: “You´re right, I´m not.”
You chuckled: “But you know what the worst thing is? You always think you are the good Castiel, the great Castiel, the one who saved the humans.
All you are is a little boy who didn´t agree with his daddy and ran away.”
Cas didn´t even flinch at your words, just looked you into the eyes sadly: “I know that´s not you talking.”
You laughed: “Well, keep telling yourself that.”

When Sam turned up with the human blood an hour later and injected it in your veins, you felt as if you might die of pain.
You screamed and cursed them, but they always kept going, Cas always by your side, a hand on your shoulder.

At first you didn´t want him to touch you, wanted him to let go of you, to disappear, but the more human blood you got injected, the better his touch felt, and when suddenly the last bit of demon inside you got drained out, you started crying heavily.
You didn´t know for how long you sat there, crying and repeating: “I´m so sorry” again and again, but when you finally got untied and Castiel lifted you up, carrying to your bed, you felt into a deep sleep.

When you woke up, you felt like crap. Not only did every inch of your body hurt, but also did you remember all the awful things you had said to Dean and Sam, and most importantly, to Cas.
You opened your eyes, only to see him sitting on the edge of your bed.
“Hey”, he whispered and you felt tears burning behind your eyes again, “Hey.”
For a long while nobody said anything until you sighed: “Cas I´m…”
You didn´t get to finish the sentence because he was suddenly kissing you and you melted into his touch, not only making up for the demon experience, but also for all the time you had spent apart after the fight.
When he stopped kissing you he took your hand and smiled: “I don´t want you to apologize ever. This wasn´t your fault. I´m the one who should apologize, for letting you down.”
You managed a smile: “Can we just agree that we´re both stupid.”
He smiled back but shook his head: “I will never agree on anything that involves calling you stupid.”
For a while you just enjoyed his touch and when he pulled back, you immediately missed it.
“Don´t leave me”, you said and he stroked over your cheek: “I will never leave you (Y/N), I´m you´re Angel, remember?”
You looked down at your hands and nodded, then pulled him down so he was lying beneath you and cuddled up at his side: “I want you to stay there, forever”, you said and you could feel him stroke over your back: “Your wish is my command, my love.”

ok so the lovely @salty-nico tagged me in this (thank you so much!!) and so imma do it yall bc why tf not

 Name: Charlie 

 Nicknames: Lol whatever variation you can get from charlie idek 

 Zodiac Sign: Aquarius/Pisces (i was born on a cusp)

 Height: 5′8 :(( 

Orientation: i think bi but sometimes the gay just hits me pretty hard some days 

Ethnicity: Brown 

Favorite Fruit: Cantaloupe!! well i like all of them but i love cantaloupes 

Favorite Season: winter 

Favorite Flower: hyacinth 

 Favorite Scent: hotel halls 

 Favorite Color: either green or black 

Favorite Animal: i don’t have one? 

 Coffee, tea, or hot chocolate: coFfeE 

Average sleep hours: 4 on weekdays and like 16 on the weekends (my parents hate me) 

Cat or dog person: BOTH. YOU CANT MAKE ME CHOOSE. 

 Favorite fictional characters: Nico di Angelo, LANCE, YURI, ronan my son and obvi Tyrannus Basilton Grimm Pitch (aka prince regal fierce dark) 

 Number of blankets you sleep with: one idk if that’s abnormal tho 

 Dream trip: Iraq and the whole middle east basically 

Blog created: uhh idrk 

 Number of followers: 815 

Tag twenty people: @mysteriouslyshinynightmare @ebbthegoatgirl @bananannabeth @greekonico @dammperseus @damghostkingssunshine @annabethslays @pershitty @carryonpitch and whoever wants to do it!!! sorry this isnt 20 ppl but idk who to pick :^)

Ok but what if Marinette got a haircut and Adrien compliments her on it in class

And later on patrol Chat is about to compliment his lady on her new look (because dang that hairstyle looks great on her) when he’s just like wait a second

Ok but if fictional age gaps really DID bother you you wouldn’t ship Allura with anybody except Coran 

But since I’m sure you just needed the excuse to be an asshole to people instead of blacklisting the ships you don’t like and leaving fans alone, you can go ahead and scream into the void while everybody else has fun with the blocking function

  • Aries: HELLA COOL and so funny (except you dad fuck you)
  • Taurus: y'all so nice but i want to punch you in the throat sometimes
  • Gemini: annoying af. can u just shUT UP FOR ONCE PLS
  • Cancer: um... nothing against you lisa but its a no from me
  • Libra: idek dont know any libras but zac efron is one so yaaass
  • Scorpio: hot af but that one fucker broke my heart so go to hell bITCH
  • Sagittarius: no
  • Capricorn: SO SASSY AND SARCASTIC. 10/10. love u bae
  • Aquarius: my mum and boss are both aquarius so i have to be nice : ) jk chill af but so much road rage omg
  • Pisces: HEY BESTIE *waves* so chill. Cries over spilled milk but its kinda cute
  • Locke: *takes a deep breath*
  • Locke: I lo-
  • Anyone who has ever spent five seconds around him: yes, you love Sabetha, we know, you love Sabetha so much, she’s the light of your life, you love her so much, you just love Sabetha, we KNOW, you love Sabetha you fucking love Sabetha ok we know, we get it, YOU LOVE SABETHA. WE GET IT.