klance spooning where keith is the little spoon and lance’s arm under keith is starting to go to sleep, so he tries to move it but keith instead clings to it and stubbornly says “no.” and lance is like “dude please i can’t feel my arm.” and keith says “no. cuddle me.” and lance just “please i’m begging you. keith. keeeeeeeeiiithhh” but keith just ignores him and pulls lance’s arm tighter around his waist so lance eventually sighs and gives up and resigns himself to the fact that his arm is just gonna be numb but at least keith is warm and soft and smells nice
“Your ass looks great.” “Will you fuck off for a second?”
“You’ve really fucked me over this time.”
“Please let me in.”
genre: fuckboi!jungkook, roommate!jungkook, possibly smut in the future? angstish for now tbh
How you ended up with the world’s biggest fuckboy as your roommate, you don’t know; actually you did but still why you stayed you don’t know. This was seriously one of the world’s wonders; there were no common interests or reasons we had to get along but somehow we both ended up in this place together. You had been placed in the same apartment thanks to your friend Jimin who was moving to his own place and he said he’d look for a roommate for you, you didn’t expect that guy to move the worst person he could possibly choose into your home.
“I’m sorry, okay? He needed a place to stay after getting kicked out of Youngjae’s place.”, Jimin sympathetically told you whilst you tried to enjoy a meal. “If they kicked out, what makes you think I want him?” “Come on, he’s like a younger brother to me, he’s your age. Give him a chance?” “He’s literally the worst, since the day I met him I’ve wanted to murder him.” “Jeez, you need to stop hanging out with Yoongi.” “Besides the point, Jimin.” “I’m sorry, just give him a chance, if you can’t stand him, just leave, come to me, I don’t care, but give it a go. I kinda do wanna live on my own now?” “Am I the problem?”, you asked unamused by his hectic argument. “No, no, it’s not you, it’s just easier to get to work and school from my new place. You’re always welcome over if you need to stay or something, don’t worry.” “Fine, this is all for you Park Jimin.”
The things you do for this guy; you had a soft spot for Jimin, he was like an older brother to you. The one you never had, he really needed a roommate and soon you became friends, that was after realising you guys had mutual friends. Well, now you were living with Jungkook for Jimin’s sake.
It wasn’t too bad at first, neither of you spoke to each other and when he did attempt to make conversation you would simply tell him: “Did we agree on talking at this time or am i hearing things?”, causing him to sigh and give up on trying to gain your friendship. Other times you were forced to speak to him, like when he was in front of the fridge, the stove, the microwave or the door. “Move out the way dickead.”, you told him after he was blocking the entrance to the bathroom. “That’s not how you pronounce Jungkook!”, he pouted as he dried his hair with a towel. “Was I trying to pronounce your name? I don’t think so and you’re still in the way!” “My apologies, my lady.” He would always attempt to joke around with you and be friendly, but you assumed he was doing so to be civil not to be friends with you after he dropped you and Isla back in high school, even if you weren’t friends with Isla anymore, it still sucked.
A/N: this is my first reaction, I hope everyone will enjoy it^^
Rapmonster (namjoon): He would be sitting comfortabely on the couch in the living room with an open book in his hand. You were sitting next to him as his shoulder was resting around you so you could lay your head on his chest. After a while it would be really silent as he was reading his book so he looked down just to see your sleeping face. He would be smiling sheepishly because of your fair skin which made you look like a little baby.
“why do you have to look cute in everything that you do?”
Jin (seokjin): It would be a lazy sunday when you two would be lying on your shared bed. You’re head was resting on his chest as his arms were wrapped around your smaller form. “jagi? jagi…Y/N?” he would ask confusedly as you didn’t laugh at his dad joke. He would turn his head towards you and instantly would widen his eyes as he saw you sleeping soundly on his chest. The little snores that escaped your throat was everything to make him know that you were deeply asleep. Slowly getting up without waking you up, he took the blanket from the far end of the bed to tuck you into it. He tiptooed out of the room to make his way to the kitchen. He was planning on making a little soup for you because of the hunger that always grow into you when you wake up.
Jhope (hoseok): You two would be sprawled out on the floor of the practice room after a few hours of dancing. Because of the sleeveless top you were wearing you could feel the coldness of the floor hit your skin so you rolled over to your boyfriend’s side. “Im cold.” you murmured as you snuzzled your face in his chest. “Come here~” he would embrace you into a tight hug as you instantly felt warm because of his body heat. His stomache then made a weird nose, making his lips form an ‘O’ shape. “jagiya~ is it fried chicken or pizza for tonight?” he asked and felt slightly embarrassed for the loud noise of his stomache. “Y/N?” he would ask softly as he didn’t receive a respond. “aww~” he looked down to see your chubby cheek pressed against his chest as you selpt. “my jagiya is the cutest!” he would be internally fanboying over your cuteness.
Suga (Yoongi): It was late at night when you entered Yoongi’s studio with some snacks and coke in your hands. You decided to bring him some food and not to sleep despite him being busy lately. He didn’t have the time to eat properly because of his hard work for their upcoming album so you always made sure that he was fed. “Y/N, I told you to just go to sleep.” he whined and watched you sitting comfortabely on his lap. “it’s past midnight and you haven’t eat anything, you worry me” you pouted and laid your head on his shoulder. He softened because of your words but still went further with his work. After two hours he finally finished and leaned back in his chair as he embraced your form tightly. “I finished” he said but got silence in return. Looking to you, he would realise that you fell asleep. He would snuzzle his nose against your temple and carry you to your shared bed.
Jimin: you two would be lying in each other’s embrace as you cuddled in bed. His mascular arms encircled itself around your waist to pull you onto his chest as you giggled cutely, making him also giggle. “I’m tired” you whined and laid your head against his chest as you totally relaxed. “sleep then” he said and brought the blanket up to cover your body which was in a pyjama. His soft stare would be fixated on your sleepy face as he sang a lullaby. Your eyes closed itself slowly until you deeply were asleep. “sweet dreams, cutiepie” he whispered and kissed your head lovingly.
V (Taehyung): After a long session of playing with your puppy, he would fall asleep under the table as you made your way to your boyfriend who was lying on your couch, watching a movie on the TV. “taetae~” you would beam and lay down on his chest. “hm?” he asked and kissed your cheek as you looked up. “let’s cuddle” you suggested and received nothing else but his famous cute smile in return. “only if you won’t fall asleep” he challenged. “deal” you accepted his offer and immediately laid back down as you clutched onto him. Taehyung counted to thirty and looked down to see you already asleep on his chest.”this girl” he shook his head and putted his oversized sweater over you to keep you warm.
Jungkook: you would be lying on his broad chest as both of you laid on the sofa, him being busy playing games. “jungkook~” you whined for the millionth time that day. You were eager to go outside because of the good weather but he told you that he first had to win the game. You just shrugged it off but it has been two hours since he started to play that game and it worked on your nerves. “wait jagiya…I almost finished” he said but you already gave up as you turned your head away from the TV. Silently falling asleep you embraced him tightly, making it difficult for him to move his arms. He sighed and also give up. “you won” he said in between a sigh, thinking that you were playing with him until he looked own to see you fully asleep on his chest. He would widen his eyes and let go of his controller as he embraced you too, giving you his warmth so you peacefully could sleep.
Summary: Newt has been distant the past week, focusing only on Tina and their work. You try to strike up conversation with him at dinner, but, after many failed attempts, grow irritated and leave early. Queenie decides to take matters into her own hands.
Word Count: 2,224
Pairing: Newt x Reader
Requested by Anonymous
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You sit at the dinner table with no goal but to enjoy the meal as Queenie flutters around, stirring pots with both her hands and magic. She already denied your offer to help, so you decided to pass the time talking with her. Newt had disappeared somewhere, probably inside the case, and you had immediately decided against a walk when you glanced at the growing grey clouds outside.
Inside is warm and cozy. You’re wearing your favorite gold sweater. The heat from the cooking keeps out the bite of chilly air rattling the windows. Queenie is humming a jazzy tune you’ve never heard before, only stopping to giggle at Jacob’s red face when he bumps into her.
“I’m sorry.” He says as his face turns a shade of tomato red.
“It ain’t a problem, honey.” Queenie doesn’t break a stride. “What is it you’re making?”
You’re pretty sure she asks it for your sake, given the sounds your stomach has been making since he stuck the pastries he’d spent all afternoon making into the oven, and the smell had spread throughout the small room.
“Special strawberry turnovers.”
“What makes them so special?” You ask, raising your voice over the bubbling, clanking, and simmering sounds filling the area.
“They’re my momma’s recipe. Filled with love and one other special ingredient.”
Queenie swings by Jacob with the pot of stew in hand. “I don’t think nutmeg is very secret, honey.” Five bowls float down into their places around the table as Queenie sets the stew in the center.
“I never said –“
“You don’t have to.” She smiles at him and lifts the pot’s lid.
The rich smell wafts over the table to you. You breathe it in, closing your eyes to revel in the memories it brings back. Your mother always made beef stew with potatoes and chopped carrots for special occasions. Mentally thanking Queenie, you slide your chair back and step toward the pot, scooping the stew in until it nearly sloshes out the side. Queenie merely smiles at you and twirls around Jacob.
She resumes her humming. The turnovers mix with the scent of the stew and your mouth waters. The windows shake, generating a beat that Queenie forms her music around. Jacob’s laugh fills the warm room, and your entire world, for once, is at peace.
Your content joy only expands when Newt walks in, messy auburn hair plastered against his forehead from the rain sprinkling outside, giant, beautiful smile stretched across his face. You glance at your stew, fighting the huge smile trying to break upon your face. Queenie kicks you under the table and, when you meet her gaze, lifts an eyebrow. You give a quick nod before staring back down at your food, trying to resist beaming.
The fight becomes much easier when Tina walks in behind Newt, also covered in water, smile upon her face.
Sibling Intervention (Jasper Hale x Reader) w/Brother! Emmett
Plot: “Hi I really liked your Jasper imagine so can you do another one where you’re his newborn mate, and the wolf pack are coming over to help train and him and Emmett get protective over you? Like the whole “I’m your big brother and I’m supposed to keep you away from the mutts” kinda thing lol. Thank uuuu” (requested)
Word Count: 1,275
Warnings: I think some swearing, but other than that, none.
A/N: this was really fun to make, I’m actually kinda proud if this one! Thanks to the anon that requested this! I hope you like it.
I was standing next to Jasper who was grabbing my hand and squeezing it at times to reassure me and I knew that he was trying to calm me down and it was working perfectly as I was no longer nervous or afraid.
“Well, Jasper has experience in newborns, he will teach us how to defeat them” Carlisle’s calm voice sounded through the forest, he was standing a little bit further than us facing the wolves who just came.
Silence surrounded us once again but Edward’s voice filled the empty space quickly.
“They want to know how a newborn is different than us”
Carlisle turned a little and looked at me smiling a little like if he was asking if it was okay to introduce me, I just nodded.
“Well, we happen to have one with us today” He positioned himself next to me and place a hand on my shoulder “This is (Y/N), she is Jasper’s mate, our newest member of the family, hence why her eyes are different from us but don’t worry, she is transitioning and will be just like us soon”
“They still want to know the difference, they say she looks just like us” I wasn’t even looking but I knew that Emmett was grinning on his spot; he was the one that enjoyed the most me being a newborn and having my strength.
Carlisle looked at Jasper and motioned him to continue speaking while he left to go back next to Esme; Jasper nodded and moved a little closer but still holding my hand.
“She is stronger than us; her blood is still on her tissues making her more physically powerful. Our kind is stronger on our first several months of this life, that’s why they are created” he looked at me and gave me a side smile “not in her case though” he looked again at the wolves “a newborn army doesn’t need thousands like a human army, that’s why no human army could stand against them”
The black wolf that was standing right in from of me growled, his eyes never leaving mine. Jasper noticed that so he moved to a side pushing me slightly backward but I was still close to him.
“There are two important things that you have to remember” he raised his voice a bit “First, never let them get their arms around you, they will crush you in a second” he looked around giving a warning look to our family but turned back to see the wolves “and never go for the obvious kill, they will be expecting that and you’ll lose”
He quickly turned and grabbed my hand again but left me next to Edward as he kept walking forward to the center of the forest.
“Emmett” he simply called and in a second Emmett was standing a couple of meters away from him but still facing Jasper. “Don’t hold back”
“Not in my nature” he said and grinned at Jasper before launching himself onto him but in a couple of seconds, Emmett was lying on the floor, his face facing the sky.
“Never lose focus” he cockily said while moving aside from him and coming to my side to snake his arm on my waist and pulled me closer to him. “Prepare yourself, babe, you are next”
I only smiled in anticipation, I loved wrestling, I became one of my favorite hobbies once I turned, and it just was really fun for me. Even though I knew he wasn’t completely okay with the fact that I was fighting today it was just to train, I knew he wouldn’t let me participate when the actual fight took place, so I just wanted to have fun.
Edward and Carlisle were fighting intensely, neither of them backing off; Jasper let go of me and started walking around them inspecting every movement, but at the end, Edward was the clear winner and turned to see Jasper.
“One more thing” he said and in an instant Carlisle grabbed Edward and pushed him onto the ground and I couldn’t help but laugh at this. “Never turn your back on the enemy”
Jasper made his way to the center and spoke to everyone once again.
“Okay, so now that we got the basics covered, it’s time for a real newborn to step in” He said and turned his head to look at me, giving me a cocky smile which I returned with a huge grin. I knew this was going to be extremely easy for me, but anyway it was fun. I made my way next to him, and he cupped my face with one hand and looked at me profoundly before walking away next to the rest of the family.
I turned and looked at Rosalie, bringing my hand up and pointing my fingers at her I motioned her to come with me, she slowly made her way towards me with her arms crossed against her chest.
Once she was close enough I nodded and she quickly threw two punches at me which I easily dodged them taking my opportunity to grab her arm and twisted it forcing her body to twist as well but she felt to the ground crouching in one leg and tried to make me fall with the leg that was stretched but I jumped before it could even touch me, and before my feet touched the ground I pushed my hand over her chest making her fall flat on the ground, making a small crater when she hit the ground.
“You can’t still beat me, Rose” I laughed at her while she was standing up, she just gave me a ‘fuck off’ look and made her way back to her spot.
“Emmett, your turn” Jasper called out and in a quick second I had Emmett in front of my with a shit eating grin that made me laugh.
“Please don’t you dare to hold back, big boy” I purred to him tilting my head a little. He cracked his neck just to show off but his face changed almost immediately making me furrow my eyebrows together.
“Wait a minute” he said raising a hand like stopping everything and stared into nothing as if he was thinking to himself “I’m your big brother (YN)” he suddenly stated and I couldn’t be more confused.
“Well, yeah…” I trailed off, not really sure where he was trying to say.
“I’m not supposed to encourage you into fighting, even less with the mutts” he spat and looked at me with a serious face “Goddammit, I’m your big brother!” he stated again but now shouting and I looked at the rest of the clan but they all had the same face, they were staring at Emmett with a confused grin like I was. “We are done, missy, you are going home”
In less than a second, I was thrown into his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and he was walking away from everyone.
“Wait, what the actual fuck, put me down!” I tried to wiggle out but even if I was stronger this position didn’t help me at all, and all I could do was to give up and just look back where Carlisle was standing next to Jasper shouting to Emmett.
“Emmett, bring her back, we need her!” Carlisle shouted at us.
“Sorry, I can’t hear you!” and with that, he started running with me on his back.
“We are going to be siblings, you said, it will be so fun, you said” I said but the only response that I had from him was a loud laugh; I sighed, I give up.
BTS reacting to their S/O giving back their favorite Sweatshirt.
Summary: How BTS would react to their someone giving back their favorite Sweatshirt of theirs because it doesn’t smell of them anymore.
Kim Namjoon: You pressed his oversized sweatshirt into his hands the minute you walked into the apartment, leaving him puzzled for a minute. “What is this?” he asked before realizing that it’s the sweatshirt that has gone missing a few months ago.
“It doesn’t smell like you anymore.” you answered without looking at him, already looking for another shirt to wear. He raised his eyebrow at your answer and shake his head in disbelief. “But I never knew you had this in the first place…?”
Kim Seokjin: You stayed over at your boyfriend’s house for the night and when you asked him to get something from your bag, he noticed a familiar looking sweatshirt peaking out from underneath your other clothes and pulled it out, his eyes widening in disbelief. “When did you even take this?” He asked as he came back into the bathroom and looked at you through the mirror in confusion.
“A while ago. It didn’t smell like you anymore so I decided to give it back.” He silently chuckled at your answer before turning around and leaving you to yourself while mumbling, “I wonder if she has that hair brush too that I’ve been missing.”
Min Yoongi: He sighed annoyed when you pulled out his favorite sweatshirt from your bag and gave it back to him, smiling innocently. He grabbed it from your hands and shook his head at your behavior, trying to hide the smile that’s tugging on his lips as he gently beat you with the sweatshirt. After he calmed himself, he chuckled and pointed at his wardrobe.
“Go pick another one. I’ll wear this one so it smells like me again.”
Jung Hoseok: He was sitting on the couch, scrolling through Netflix when the door to his apartment suddenly flung open and a familiar figure ran past, giggling under their breath. Hoseok got up from his seat and investigated it further, leaning against the doorframe of his bedroom and watched you eagerly go through his wardrobe.
“Did the sweatshirt I gave you stop smelling like me?” He asked, smirking at you knowingly. You slowly turned around to him and nod slightly, throwing the sweatshirt over to him.
Park Jimin: When he opened the door and saw you hugging his long lost sweater tightly, pouting as you try to not make eye contact with your boyfriend, he instantly giggled at the scene in front of him and sighed in frustration, already giving up before even trying to argue with you about the point. He took it from you and his gaze met yours.
“Do you want to choose another one?” He asked and you nod in excitment, dissapearing into his wardrobe.
Kim Taehyung: He pretended to be surprised when you handed him the sweatshirt you told him went missing a couple months ago and just took it back from you, his eyebrows raised in shock. When he noticed you biting down on your lower lip to remain a straight face, he gently hit you with it and sighed.
“It’s not like you basically already own my clothes anyways.”
Jeon Jungkook: Jungkook was standing shirtless in front of his wardrobe, looking for his favorite black shirt. “Who’s wearing my clothes again?”, he yelled for the members to hear. They all promised him they had nothing to do with the dissapperance of his shirt. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. He opened it half naked to let you in. Confused, you asked him why he was acting the way he did. In frustration he let out a groan and told you about the mysterious loss of his shirt. With a grin, you opened your backbag and pulled out a black shirt that looked exactly like his.
“It doesn’t smell like you anymore so I figured I’d give it back.”, You answered, flashing him a smile before walked towards his wardrobe to pick another one to take home.
(A/N): *sobbing cause Logan gives me so much life*
Request: Could you do a Wolverine request where the reader is his girlfriend and she is in danger and he is extremely pissed and after he rescues her is all fluffy and smutty ( if you do smut).
Warnings: swearing, injury
Logan nearly broke his desk when he Charles gave him the news. His heart plummeted to his stomach and he nearly whimpered as Charles told his recollection of the events that had happened only hours before. (Y/N) had even captured by the enemy, taken to their base (wherever the hell it was) and was no doubt dead.
“(Y/N)’s been captured, we’re sounding out a team to go rescue her and-” Logan stands up abruptly, knocking his chair straight to the ground.
“I’m going with,” He states blatantly, giving Charles no room for argument and yet the old man argued anyways.
“Logan, we know how special (Y/N) is to you and that’s exactly why we don’t want you coming with us. We don’t want you coming and getting worked up or-” Logan cut Charles off once again, this time with a low and warning growl.
“I said i’m going with.” At this point Charles knew it was pointless to argue, Logan was dead set in his plan and nothing was going to persuade him. Charles sighs, officially giving up on arguing.
“Fine, we leave in an hour, be ready by then.” Charles knew he didn’t have to tell Logan to hurry up, the man would be ready to go in five minutes anyways. Logan nods curtly, his jaw clenched and eyes stormy. Charles could already tell that whoever had taken (Y/N) was in for one hell of a beating.
The x-men had been fighting for what felt like hours, they were all growing weary and their fighting was growing sloppy. If they didn’t find (Y/N) soon who knew what would happen. Their hearts would probably all give out and they’d die mid-battle.
Minutes ticked by and the oncoming attackers didn’t slow, not even a bit. Logan could sense the despair and growing tiredness within the group and he knew they needed to act fast. They either needed to find (Y/N) and get out of here or these soldiers needed to stop pelting them from all sides.
Logan growls as he tears into another enemy, ripping his head from his neck but just as he had finished that one another man came up and began to attack. Even Logan himself was starting to grow weary when quite suddenly-
"I’VE GOT HER!“ The all too familiar voice of Scott Summers rings through the air. "START RUNNING YOU IDIOTS!” The team doesn’t have to hear another word before they’ve booked it, all making a mad dash for the jet.
Everyone stopped in the cockpit, all panting heavily from the exertion of the fight and now running a good few hundred yards. As they all catch their breath Scott comes rushing in, carrying a badly injured (Y/N).
Logan can feel his heart drop into his stomach when Scott lays (Y/N) down on the floor, her face was badly beaten and her body was coated In a series of scratches and wounds. Logan immediately drops to her side, his finger already reaching for her neck to feel a pulse point, he stops when (Y/N)’s shaking hand grasps his wrist with very little strength.
“I’m alive you doofus,” she murmur softly, her voice no louder than a broken whisper. Logan sighs in relief, the sound coming out shakier than expected.
"God,“ Logan breathes out, running a hand down his face. "You fuckin’ scared me,” (Y/N) slowly smiles, her lips taking time to curl up in a lopsided grin.
“Thought you didn’t get scared,"
"Well, when it comes to you I’m fuckin’ terrified (Y/N).” Logan completely ignored the looks all his teammates were giving him, instead focusing on pouring his soul into the words he spoke. “I can’t lose you (Y/N), not after everything else. You’re the only one I got and-” Logan trails his sentence off when (Y/N)’s warm and still shaking hand cups his cheek, her thumb lightly grazing along his cheek bone.
“I’m not gonna leave you Logan, okay? I’m afraid you’re stuck with me for awhile,” Logan chuckled softly, his nerves finally sated. He smiles fondly at (Y/N), his heart swelling with love for the woman below him. God, if he’d Lost them he wouldn’t know what to do. (Y/N) had been his life-line, the one to always get him through a hard time, the one he would always come home to. If this mission had gone differently and he’d lost (Y/N)- Logan can’t stomach the though and diverts his attention away from his heavy heart.
Logan sighs softly as he turns his head slightly, just enough to brush his lips along (Y/N)’s wrist. (Y/N) smiles lazily, her blood stained lips quirking upwards slightly and Logan has never felt more relief and love in his entire life.
Kakashi with his child (preferably a girl) headcanons?
Hatake Kakashi With a Daughter Headcanons
Kakashi’s daughter will inherit his unruly hair and as a proud proponent of letting his hair go free and wild, he has no idea what to do with his daughter’s hair. He tries his best but to his bewilderment, the more he tries to brush it out the wilder and fluffier it gets. When her hair is sticking up like she’s been electrocuted, Kakashi sighs, gives up and ties it up on top of her head in a style that reminds him of Shikamaru’s hair. It’s the only one he knows how to do.
He is a very involved father, especially for every major milestone. He tried to teach her to say “mama” and “daddy” until he was blue in the face, but the first word ended up being “Pakkun”, much to his secret delight and the irritation of his wife. When the time came for her first steps, Kakashi would spend hours just sitting a foot or so away from her and attempting to coax her over to him with sweets. It took a few days and a lot of patience, but he succeeded in the end.
He’s a very laid-back parent. Of course he will intervene if he feels like his daughter is in any real danger, but he also understands that little bumps and bruises are part of the learning curve and an unavoidable part of being a child. Kakashi is very much a “learn by experience” dad, and encourages his daughter’s curiosity and imagination while keeping a watchful eye on her at all times to make sure she isn’t doing anything too dangerous. If she happens to fall or bump her head, he just heaves a long-suffering sigh, picks her back up, pats her on the head and sends her on her way.
Kakashi is serious about instilling the lesson that protecting your important people is what makes people strong, and sets about drilling it in her head from the time she is a newborn. Even if she doesn’t choose to be a shinobi, he still believes that it is a very important lesson to learn and probably the best advice he can ever give her as a father.
Kakashi is the bedtime storyteller every night, because his daughter thinks it’s funny that he uses different voices for each character. She loses it when he pitches his voice high when voicing a female character and erupts into a giggle fit, which in turn makes Kakashi laugh. Needless to say, it takes Kakashi forever to get her settled down enough to go to sleep. He doesn’t mind though, story time is his favorite too.
He will occasionally blackmail Naruto, Sakura or Sasuke into babysitting his daughter. Naruto and Sakura don’t mind - they love his daughter. Sasuke on the other hand will scowl and grouse, but give in anyway because of that whole “pardoned him for all of his crimes” thing that Kakashi keeps cheerfully reminding him of. Surprisingly, Sasuke is his daughter’s favorite babysitter. She thinks he is hilarious and often pesters Kakashi to go visit “uncle grouch.”
Looking back on your past, your life has never been anything out of the ordinary. Although your parents had left you on one mysterious night, leaving you little to no explanations, you live out the rest of your years residing in a new town under the custody of your aunt. That is, until you return to your hometown to investigate the whereabouts of your parents during your senior year in high school. It was that fateful decision that led you to find a boy collapsed on your front porch one night, wounds gaping and life fading when your entire life is spun out of control. Somehow being dragged into a life of crimes in the underground business of his, you discover the twisted secrets hidden behind the world you thought you had known all along.
@bella-monoxide asked for “…
Dean’s feathery tail tuff secretly flirts up on Cas …” and then this happened.
I feel like they’re at a super serious political function and Dean is trying to lighten the mood. Turns out Cas is ticklish. Also, when he gets shocked his feathers floof up, and it’s hard to get them to settle down again, which Dean finds adorable and hilarious.