the you just scored on me face

Thank god this is just a message and not a call.

Something tells me Star’s mom would find a way to blame her for this even though it’s probably not her fault.

I…. don’t think that’s what he meant by that, Star.

I love how Star looks like she has devil horns when she’s in her pajamas.

Marco…. why are you obsessed with this now?

You know that those scores are meaningless because of course she’s gonna save you more. She gets you into a lot more trouble than you do to her.


Star no don’t make that face.


Uh….. Marco…..

I don’t think that’s what psychology is……

for @miny3rd for the @aftgexchange i hope you like it!!

The Minyard-Josten rivalry was famous throughout the exy world.

It all started when Neil got too intense about exy. That was unsurprising, that tended to be what most of their arguments were about. However, this one was in the middle of a game that was being televised around the world, as it was the first time two ex-Foxes had faced each other on different teams since they had all graduated.

Andrew had been letting in every goal that Neil tried to score against him and it frustrated Neil to no end. Winning wouldn’t feel as good when he knew that Andrew wasn’t trying. So, of course, Neil had to call him out on it.

He didn’t want to do so in a way that everybody else would know what he was saying, so the words that spilled out of his mouth were Russian.

“Andrew, what the fuck? You can’t just keep letting me score like that! You didn’t spend all of this time training with your team just to let the other team win because your boyfriend is on it! That’s not fair to your team and it’s not fair to me!”

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Waking up next to a very sleepy Jumin Han, and his yawns and sighs have that heavy and deep tone to them. You just stare at him and think to yourself *Holy shit, how did I score this GOD* and He just pulls you into his chest, squeezing you tightly and reminding you how Fucken gorgeous you are *EVEN THOE I JUST WOKE UP, ARE YOU BLIND?!*
You start blushing as he showers your entire face with kisses and HIS GIGGLES
HE ONLY GIGGLES WITH YOU AND HONESTLY, ITS THE BEST SOUND Ever. Music to your ears. Someone give this man a grammy.
JUST trying to pull him out of bed but instead you end up spending the entire day laying and rolling all over eachother—— WHY DO I DO THIS. HE ISNT REALLLLLLLL AHHHH STOP IT @ ME.


Request: Hiii there could I request a leonard snart imagine with uh a super weird/crazy badass reader who is a great thief like Parker from Leverage and they get together sort of… Thankkksss I swear your work is amazing!

“We have got to stop meeting like this” you speak smoothly, one gun settling gently against the familiar salt and pepper hair of the one and only Leonard Snart, another pointed warily towards the doorway, ready in case his fire loving friend had come along for the heist.

“Y/N” Leonard’s lips curl into something of a smirk, as if half having expected you to be there. “Is that a gun against my head, or are you just happy to see me?”

Lowering your gun, yet keeping it at the ready, you smile softly at his words, watching as he hesitantly turns to face you. “Who says it can’t be both?” you reply, with a playful wink.

“I suppose it would be too much to ask for you to let me finish this score?” Leonard asks, a single eyebrow peaking in question as he stands to face you properly.

“And miss out on the ugliest painting I’ve ever seen? Keep dreaming Snart” you laugh, grimacing slightly as your sights set on the hideous display of the insanely valued canvas behind him. “Seriously, how do we get away with this? People should be paying us for getting rid of it, not for taking it for stealing it for them.”

A single snort of laughter emerges from Leonard as he too takes in the dreiry piece before realisation kicks in. “You already have a buyer?”

“Of course I already have a buyer, wait, don’t you?” you ask, speculation evident on your face as your brow furrows in confusion.

“I tend to worry about that after I get the goods” he replies easily, as if he weren’t letting you in on how he runs his operations.

“But then you have to have it in your possession for longer, that just greatens the risk to you.”

“Not if you don’t get caught” Snart replies with a smug smirk.

“I’d be wiping that smirk off your lips if I were you, you were caught, afterall” you say with a playful smirk sitting firmly upon your lips.

“I take it you want the painting then” Leonard sighs, head tilting down in resignation as he glances at the gun still settled in your grip.

“Please” you smile, pointing between him and the canvas, a slight inclination with your wrist, prompting him to roll it up for you. “Well, it’s been fun” you start, gathering your painting as you aim your gun once more at your favourite opposition.

“I don’t suppose I’ll see you on another heist any time soon?” Leonard questions, the smallest hint of hope settling in his eyes as his gaze lingers just a second too long.

“Top pocket” you reply easily, throwing in a wink for good measure before turning away once more, painting in hand as you make your way out of the property with as much ease as a cat slinking off into the shadows.

Confusion furrows Leonard’s brow as he quickly moves to search his pocket, only to find the smallest of cards placed there. ‘Central City’s top jewellers, two weeks time? x’ it reads, bringing a grin to his lips.

More Klance Things~

Idk about you guys but I love some protective and supportive bfs. Like these boys are just so wrapped up in each other and want the other to get better that I just get so emotional over it. Please. Someone just get me away from this show before I drown…

Lance teaches Keith how to shoot with better aim. The boy was trying to use both eyes and was seeing double the targets, no wonder his scores were low.

Keith helps lance with hand to hand. Lance is a pretty quick learner and Keith always has the biggest smile on his face when Lance pins him. (Ofc lance gets all corky after that and keith pins him to take him down a notch)

After that they’re always seen training together and they have a rotation. One day is long range, the next is hand to hand. And so on and so forth.

The shooting practice always ends up in a competition. (Lance sometimes let’s keith win) and after every round lance is sure to give keith some hugs and kisses to let him know he’s doing great. 👍 👌

The hand to hand, usually ends up in a wrestling match, which turns to kissing on the floor of the training room. (The rest of the team has more than once walked in on them mid make out sesh. It’s become a problem really…)

With all the training they’ve done they’re like the perfect tag team on mission. Allura thought they would distract each other, but boy was she proven wrong. Lance and keith got that first misssion done in no time. Since then, they’re the go-to team. 👏👏

And during those missions, it goes back and forth between who’s being reckless and who’s being the reasonable one. Often times when Lance is being the gung-ho one, Keith is like, lance you idiot, you’re going to get hurt! (Usually does, but keith is nice enough to not say I told you so and help patch his bf up)

When it’s lance, he physically pulls keith back in line. ( those high collar things on the armor have to be for something besides looks) Lance usually goes over the plan again after reeling keith back in. Then gives his bf a pat on the shoulder and a helmet bump and they’re on their way again.

And after particularly rough missions, where both of them get hurt, they patch each other up. They usually try to reserve the pods for the refugees they rescue so the team performs first aid on themselves while the refugees use them.

Keith is all back and no bite with lance, usually just cursing and hissing at the sting of cleaning wounds and stuff. Lance is stiff as a board and can’t really watch keith as he patches him up. (Hes squicky with blood)

Then at the end of the day, they cuddle in one of their bunks and are happy that they both survived the day, muttering “I love you"s the whole time till they fall asleep~

I’m Done, Like so Done

I have been waffling with this relationship, we go back and forth and back and forth. I think my problem is I tend to remember the fun times more than the shit times. Bad thing happen and then I freak out and refuse to talk to him.

The problem, I realized, is that he is so entitled and he just does not get it at all. He literally said to me “I don’t know that you really like me, I think you just want what I can offer to you”. Whaaaatttt?!

Okay mediocre white man, you make a decent salary and you are educated. You have an attractive face and you are semi-athletic. That’s about all you have going on.

You’re going to tell a woman who speaks three languages, is educated, is in peak physical condition, makes 2.5x what you make in a year, has a credit score over 800, is a good cook, and most of all isn’t demanding of things, that she is looking for what YOU have to offer? omg. I’m not saying I’m perfect because I am far from it but seriously. Please bask in your own mediocrity forever and be alone. He wants a woman to take care of him but also to be the breadwinner. Not going to happen bro

7 quotes in honor of July 31st.

-Dudley: They stuff people’s heads down the toilet the first day at Stonewall. Want to come upstairs and practice?
Harry: No, thanks. The poor toilet’s never had anything as horrible as your head down it – it might be sick. (PS)

-Lockhart cuffed Harry merrily on the shoulder. “Just do what I did, Harry!”
“What, drop my wand?” (CoS)

-I dreamed I was buying new shoes last night,“ said Ron. "What d'ya think that’s gonna mean?”
“Probably that you’re going to be eaten by a giant marshmallow or something,” said Harry. (PoA)

-“Congratulations, Harry!” she said beaming at him. “I wonder if you could give me a quick word? How you felt facing that dragon? How do you feel now about the fairness of the scoring?”
“Yeah, you can have a word,” said Harry savagely. “Goodbye!” (GoF)

-“…What were you doing under our windows, boy?”
“Listening to the news,” said Harry in a resigned voice.
His aunt and uncle exchanged looks of outrage.
“Listening to the news! Again?”
“Well, it changes every day, you see,” said Harry. (OoTP)

-“Do you remember me telling you we are practicing non-verbal spells, Potter?”
“Yes,” said Harry stiffly.
“Yes, sir.”
“There’s no need to call me "sir” Professor.“
The words had escaped him before he knew what he was saying. (HBP)

-"Great, tell me when you’ve defeated Voldemort for me, will you?” (DH)

Happy birthday to the boy who lived!

Sometimes I’ll just sit around and think about that SaM volleyball AU where Mike P takes a spike to the face and Michael screams “MY FACE!” in a panic and goes to help him up, even though they’re on the opposite teams.

Zadkiel merciless (ironically) on the court until she serves to Uriel, where she gives super easy balls so he can score. “You’re too much for me I can’t beat you”

Chamuel and Zoe “discreetly” flirting over the net.

Natalie/Satan combos with lots of victory shouting and chest bumps.

Kristi the referee using the Michael summon whistle every score and Michael getting frustrated.

Gabriel optimistic but benched every game.

Natalie and Satan victory gloating. Satan charging around the court with Natalie on his shoulders/in his arms/draped over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes until she slaps his ass in a form of “sportsmanship”. 

Just. I think about this AU sometimes. 


since i can’t work because i’m too distracted thinking about it. for starters, the soundtrack ? i’m not as hung up on them keeping each ( & every ) single thing the same, but i do hope that they’ll just use a remastered version of the old one, n’ maybe throw in a few new tracks for the newer additions to the game. from what i know so far, they’re sticking to the original story line, but adding extra things to make each ‘disc’ the size of one “ ffxiii game. i haven’t played ff13 so i couldn’t say i understand entirely …

but it sounds like a reasonably good idea. berate me all you will, but i don’t think it’s a bad idea to alter the game from how it was in 1997. you can’t deny that ffvii had plot holes & there were, undeniably, several things that happened that weren’t given as much attention as they might well have deserved. one thing that nomura has confirmed is extra story relating to biggs, wedge & jessie. anyone who knows me at all knows i love them insufferably. thus, i’m not opposed to more content in respects to that, too.

what i’m even more curious about is how they said they were gonna elaborate ( or, somehow, make a bigger deal out of ) cloud’s flashbacks and breakdowns, etc. does this mean that people will actually care when he collapses to the ground after hearing voices, this time ? who knows ? not me. i feel like there are a lot of things they only touched on in ffvii, that they’re finally taking the opportunity to expand on – & i’m really glad that cloud’s psyche is one of those things. … never would’ve guessed, right ? 

but despite being the protagonist, cloud is always kind of overshadowed by what’s expected of him – ; most protagonists in the final fantasy series are forced to push onward, despite the fact they’re suffering just as much as ( – if not more than ) everyone else around them. i’m hoping that the details they put into cloud’s body, e.g. not-so-subtle reminders that he was encased in a mako chamber for 4 years & it’s not even been months ( one month ? ) since he recovered from mako poisoning, stick in the final cut. it’d just be insulting & inaccurate to make him buff for fan-service’s sake. he’s sickly, if anything.

i blame @adventson​ for making me think about it, but imagine how uncomfortably horror-like some parts of the game might wind up ? when you go outside of the ( jail ? ) cell to see that guard laying dead on the ground, and a remastered  trail of blood starts playing. coincidentally, there’s a huge trail of blood marking the hallway as far as the eye can see … & further. the monsters which start spawning will look – discomforting, to say the least. ( – i still don’t get why they only spawn after jenova escapes ) but also shinra mansion ? and the sunken gelnika ; the monsters, unknown in that place look a little creepy.

imagine if they implemented ruby & emerald weapon, too ? anybody who has seen ffxv kingsglaive and remembers what the “ daemonlooks like – to the best of my knowledge that creature was, or was at least supposed to mimic ( diamond ? ) weapon. imagine fighting that to scale, or cruising about in the submarine and suddenly you see emerald weapon – to scale – approaching. nomura please ,,

*Me lost in thought, chewing gum*

ESFP brother: INTP! You’re chewing too loudly!

Me: ( >execute normal_chewing.exe ) Oh, sorry. I wasn’t paying attention.

ESFP: What were you even thinking about? Are you angry at something?

Me:  No no, just organizing my desktop.

ESFP: Then why are you chewing gum like you’re practicing to gnaw off someone’s face?

Me: You have serious issues. I was playing the Duel of the Fates score from Star Wars in my head and chewing to the rhythm.



ESFP: No, YOU have serious issues.

quick rant bc i need to study lol: 

i finished my english assignment early because i wanted to study for physics test (that’s in 40 minutes!!!!! ahhhh) and my groupmates just kept pestering me (even though i had my headphones in and i had my “i’m rly stressed” face on) for answers like …………you only speak ONE language, just read the text and answer it yourself?????????????? oh my god

like i’m not the type of person who’s like “oh my scores are higher than urs and therefore im smarter and better than u!!!!!!!!!!!!!” but seriously this is why i dont hang out with people who arent as ….committed to school..? hardworking? im trying to say “i dont like lazy shits” in a nice way but yeah lol

im so irritated if people try this shit in college i just wont talk to them lol

Distractions ~ James Potter imagine (Mauraders Era)

Can I request an imagine where the reader (Ravenclaw chaser) is playing against James Potter in quidditch when they collide and end up in the hospital wing and they both feel bad and end up becoming friends and then dating?


It was a very intense and long match; it was raining cats and dogs and you could barely see.

You were the Ravenclaw chaser, and you were just about score a goal for your team, until you saw a flash of gold zip past your face, distracting you from your shot. And, in that moment, someone slammed right into you, knocking both of you off your brooms and straight to the ground.

You woke up in the hospital wing, confused and with a throbbing headache.

“Hey, are you up?” said a voice.

You groaned from how painful it was to move. “Who said that?” You asked softly.

“Me,” the voice answered.

“Who’s ‘me’?”

“The guy you slammed into during the match,” he answered.

It all began coming back to you.

“Hey, I didn’t slam into you, you flew into me!” You snapped.

“Did not, it was your fault.”

“Was not!”

“Oi!” Madame Pomfrey shouted. She stormed over to the two of you and pulled away the curtain dividing your beds.

“Both of you, stop your yelling!” she said through gritted teeth before storming away.

You looked over at the boy who laid in the bed next to you.

It was James Potter from the Gryffindor team.

The two of you were silent for a few moments.

“So, who won the game?” You asked, breaking the silence.

“Gryffindor,” he responded.

You scoffed. “Figures. You guys were so far ahead.”

James let out a small laugh before everything went quiet again.

“Hey, I’m sorry for-uh-you know… All of this,” James said sheepishly, looking over at you.

“It’s okay. It was kinda my fault, too,” you sighed, sending James a small smile.

And, with that, the two of you became the closest of friends; since you were both stuck in the hospital wing for a week, he was your only company. You both talked constantly, he cracked jokes that made you laugh even though it hurt to, and he understood you more than anyone else ever had.

Even when you guys were out of the wing, you still hung out whenever you could. He was your best friend.

But, here’s the problem with all that:

You started falling for him.


About 4 months later, due to another quidditch incident, James was back in the hospital wing.

You visited him after dinner, sneaking a few treats, but when you went over to his bed, he was asleep.

You let out a sigh and pulled up a chair by his bed, setting down the snacks you brought.

A small smile formed on your face as you looked down at him in his sleeping form.

Your heart fluttered a bit at the sight of him.

“I know you probably can’t hear me, so this is good, actually…” You bit your lip, debating whether you should continue.

“I just wanted to-uh-get something off my chest while you’re not listening because… Well… It’s about you…”

You took in a breath, looking around to make sure no one was listening.

“I like you. More than a friend. You’re funny and you’re always there for me and you have really nice eyes and I just… I wanted to let you know… While you’re asleep…” You said quietly, beginning to leave. Suddenly, you felt a tug on your hand.

“Hey,” James winked.

Your eyes became wide. “Uh, h-hi,” you stammered, sitting back down.

“How are you on this fine evening?” He grinned.

“I’m-uh-good! I’m great. H-how about you?” You breathed, eyes still wide.

“Oh, I’m brilliant. I think there was someone talking to me a few minutes ago, did you see anyone walk out when you came over?” he asked, smirking at you.

“Okay, what did you hear?”

“All of it,” he smiled. “You think I have nice eyes, huh?”

“Shut up, I thought you were sleeping,” you said, heat rising up your cheeks.

“Did you mean it?”


“What you said… Did you mean it?”

Everything was quiet while you and James gazed at each other.

“Yeah. Yeah, I did.”

James sat up so that you both were face to face. Then, out of nowhere, you felt his lips against yours. You immediately melted into the kiss, cupping his face in your hands.

You both eventually pulled away, your lips still tingling and your heart still pounding.

“(Y/N), I like you too… Do you wanna know why I got put back in here?” He asked, resting his forehead against yours.


“I saw you in the crowd. You were smiling and cheering and I just… I couldn’t concentrate,” he chuckled.

“Yeah, and then you got knocked out by a bludger,” you laughed.

“Okay, it’s almost after hours; you better start getting ready to leave,” Madame Pomfrey said.

You nodded and began to get up, but James tugged on your hand again.

“Hey, when I get out of here, how about you let me take you on a date?” He grinned, looking up at you.

You let out a soft giggle and kissed his cheek.

“Sounds good.”

~The End~
•Thank you for requesting!•

anonymous asked:

"it doesn't look like you'll need stitches..." with Michael? Thank you!

“Right, before you freak out, I just want you to know I am officially the best Ninja Contestant of Sigma Nu.”

You gape at Michael, his frat brothers snickering around you at his words. Michael smirks proudly whilst holding a wad of paper towels to the side of his face, free hand reaching out to pull you towards him by your hip.

“Ninja what?” You ask, Michael’s smirk only growing.

“Ninja Contestant. Guess who can successfully jump off a pile of deckchairs and somersault into the pool?”

“Would have scored forty out of forty if Luke wasn’t such a spoil sport.” Calum interrupts, everyone else nodding solemnly.

“He didn’t point his toes on the final dive.” Luke shrugs, a murmur of agreement rippling through the boys.  “Had to dock a point.”

“You’re just jealous Michael managed to-“

“Does someone want to tell me why my boyfriend is bleeding from the face?” You cut them both off, your voice shrill. They all fall silent then, eyes falling to the floor before Ashton bravely replies.

“There may have been a…um…celebration of sorts.” He mutters, running a hand through his hair. “For Michael’s victory. And…um…well we may have dropped him near some rocks…”

“You what?”

“Princess, it wasn’t their fault-“

“You are bleeding from the face!”

“Yes. So could my super hot super brilliant med student girlfriend please check it to make sure I’m not gonna die from blood loss?”

“Fine.” You sigh, carefully taking away the paper from his face to look at the wound. You cringe a little, but manage to look at it properly before moving the paper back up. “It doesn’t look like you’ll need stitches…”

“That’s a good thing right?”

“You’re just lucky it wasn’t closer to your eye. How hard did you hit your head?”

“Not very.”



“Hospital it is.” You nod, glaring at the boys again. “Ashton’s gonna drive because it’s his fault.”

“How is it my fault?”

“You’re the responsible one!”

“Fair point.”

“Princess, would it help if I said I love you?” Michael asks, squeezing your hip again. You roll your eyes, leaning down to press a kiss to his lips as Ashton runs for his keys. “A lot?”

“Love you too, idiot.”

finishing up college!5sos blurb night with @tadpolehemmings and @cliffwoes

Thank you @bwoaikkonen for tagging me!

R U L E S: Post two photos of yourself (Optional- Just scroll really far back on my blog if you want to see my face) and replace the links with a youtube video of a song you chose.

1) A song that makes you want to fall in love

Ezra Vine - Celeste

2) Your favourite pump up song

The Score - Revolution

3) Your favourite song to rock out to

Ram Jam - Black Betty

4) A song that reminds you of summer

Don Diablo - What We Started

5) Your favourite cover of a song

Birdy covers Firestone by Kygo

6) A song you sing in the shower

Imagine Dragons - Beliver

7) A song that reminds you of someone

Oasis - Rock ‘N’ Roll Star

8) What you want your wedding song to be

(If I do get married it won’t be this because i’m all about meaning and stuff so yeah)

Tim Halperin - Forever Starts Today

9) Your favourite 90′s/2000′s song

Aerosmith - I Don’t Want To Miss A Thing

10) A song to heal a broken heart

American Authors - I’m Born To Run (I prefer the acoustic version but i couldn’t find it so just search it on spotify)

11) A song that makes you feel relaxed

Mumford & Sons - Believe 

12) A song you know all the lyrics to

(Oh there’s so many, let’s just go with the first one that comes into my head) 

The Killers - Read My Mind 

13) Your favourite oldies rock song

Bon Jovi - You Give Love a Bad Name

14) A song by your favourite artist

(I don’t have a favourite artist so i’ll pick a random one i’ve been listening to a lot)

Kings of Leon - WALLS

15) A song that you like to fall asleep to

Kaleo - Way Down We Go 

16) A song that makes you feel invincible

Shinedown - Unity

17) Favourite song from a musical

The Lion King - He Lives in You (Reprise)

18) A song that makes you cry

Alistair Griffin - Always No 1 (I know it’s a link to the BBC End of Credits for the 2012 formula one season…but how could i not?)

19) A song that is from a genre of music you don’t usually listen to

Yiruma - River Flows In You

20) A song that reminds you of yourself

Bring Me The Horizon - Drown 

Right tagging I’m gonna go random again so @sebastiancubed @sebtacularvettel @hulkieswonderland @hakkinenmika @checoyourself @checo-me-out @danyloshoe (apologies if you lot have already done this!)

request:Cute Draco malfoy imagine about him helping you study please?

You were sitting in the library trying to understand a potions text, and by this point you were honestly thinking about giving up.


You looked up to see Draco Malfoy and smiled, “Hey Draco.”

“Need help?”

You didn’t want Draco to see you fail. He was basically perfect, and his scores too.

But if you didn’t accept his help Snape would kill you.

“Sure” you said and pulled over a chair.

After almost an hour you were starting to understand the basics of the potion and felt like maybe you could make the potion without too many problems.

“Thank you Draco, you have no idea how you just saved me.”

“So you can say that I’m your knight in shining armour?” he had a cheeky smile on his face.

You could feel heat rising up your cheeks.

“I- you- what?” you said and mentally scolded yourself for sounding like a complete idiot, but he only laughed and smiled a real, honest smile.

You quickly sat straighter on you chair and hoped you looked more confident than you felt and smiled back at him, and really hoped that your blush wasn’t too noticable.

You started packing your things and when you looked at Draco you could see him staring at you, and suddenly he said “Would you like to go out with me?”

The book that you were holding fell out of your hands and both of you went to pick it up and your hands touched, you raised your head and your y/e/c eyes met Draco’s shining grey ones.

Your heart was beating so fast that you were sure that it would burst right out of you chest.

He was so beautiful that you actually wondered if it was even legal to look like that.

You realized that both of you were crouched on the floor for longer than necessary so you picked the book and got up, with Draco soon following.

You were still staring into each others eyes and Draco put his right hand on your cheek and got closer.

“Is it okay if I kiss you?” he asked.

You were afraid that if you tried to say something you would end up mumbling, so you only nodded.

He got closer until you could feel his breath.

He put his other hand on your waist and leaned towards you.

You closed your eyes and his lips were instantly on yours.

He had the slight taste if mint, you couldn’t help but notice.

You put you hands on his neck and soon you hands were roaming through his perfectly soft hair.

He was smiling. You could feel it.

You smiled too.

After some time you had to break the kiss for air.

You pressed your forhead on his, and you both were breathing hard.

“Wow” you said, and he chuckled.

“So was that a yes about going out with me?” he asked.

“Yeah, I would like that.” you answered.

You both smiled, and this time you were the one to kiss him.

You might just ask for his help to study again.

Originally posted by loveviral

I hope it was okay and that you liked it! Thank you anon for the request!(:

It turned out a lot longer than I thought it would, and maybe it didn’t have a lot of studying in it but I didn’t really know where to go with it, so I really hope that you’re happy with how it is :D

Destiel drabble
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Prompt: Cas was trying to study for his biology exam, but Dean had other plans.

“Stop distracting me, Dean,” Cas said, his voice tinged with exasperation. “Shouldn’t you be studying too? I know you have trig tomorrow and it’s one of your least favourite subjects,” he added, picking up the crumpled paper ball he’d just been hit with and throwing it back in Dean’s face. Score! – it hit him right between the eyes.

“Ow, Cas, what the hell?” Dean said petulantly as he rubbed a few fingers over the sore spot on the bridge of his nose. Cas shrugged, saying, “don’t dish out what you can’t take,” and returned to his biology notes. He pointedly ignored the “aw, come on Cas, let’s just take a small break” coming from the other side of the room.

All joking aside, Cas really did have more studying to do for tomorrow’s exam, and if the other boy kept distracting him he might have to call it quits and go home so he could concentrate.

Engrossed by the chapter on genetics, Cas noticed too late that the other boy had moved from his spot on the bed, and was surprised to suddenly find himself with a lapful of Dean. An “oof” sound was punched out of him as Dean hadn’t so much sat down as flung himself in Cas’s lap. Immediately, Dean’s arms snaked around his neck, and he brought his face close to Cas’s.

“I said,” Dean murmured as he started planting butterfly kisses along Cas’s jawline and neck, “let’s take a break.” He stopped for a moment and looked Cas in the eye, his expression hopeful and just a tad needy. “You haven’t touched me all day, Cas. I –“ he bit his lip, drawing Cas’s eyes to that luscious mouth of his. “I miss you,” he said, his pitch slightly lower than usual. And damn it, Cas knew he was being played on some level. While Dean was most definitely being truthful, he knew Cas had a thing – a huge thing – for his mouth, and he knew Cas liked to hear that Dean missed him, needed him.

Cas could feel himself folding like a deck of cards and giving into Dean’s wishes because, in truth, they reflected his own desires. He had been itching to touch Dean’s warm skin all day, to claim those full lips and kiss the breath out of him.  He had been keeping himself firmly in check, though, for the sake of studying. But with Dean on his lap, his tongue lapping at Cas’s pulse point and jeans-clad ass slowly grinding himself down on Cas’s crotch, he realised he never stood a chance in the first place.

Standing up abruptly while keeping a firm grip on Dean so he didn’t fall, Cas grabbed his hand and marched them over to the bed. He didn’t miss Dean’s delighted grin when he pushed the other boy down onto the sheets, crawling over him to bring their faces level once more.

“15 minutes,” he growled, “then you get back to your trig, and you let me finish up my biology in peace.”

Dean smiled at him, looking way too innocent for it to be anything else than an act, so Cas decided to drive home his point. “I mean it, Dean. You either take this deal, or I go home right now and leave you here like this.” He wasn’t sure if he could actually pull away from Dean right now, seeing as he was already in a pretty advanced state of arousal. But he had a good poker face, and he knew Dean was buying it, at least.

“Okay, Cas. 15 minutes. Then studying.” His eyes took on a teasing glint again, and Cas knew that whatever Dean was going to say next was going to push his buttons. “I’ll be good for you, I promise,” Dean added, voice low and rough and dripping with desire. With a groan, Cas bent down and smashed their lips together, his hands already working to take off Dean’s jeans.
And if there was a way to kiss someone triumphantly, he was pretty sure that was exactly what Dean was doing. He didn’t really mind, though.

He could never deny Dean anything, anyway.

Another one for @morningstarcas - congrats on passing your exam ;)

magickandcrack  asked:

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