woah there big boy

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He was practically floating on air, the goofy smile that seemed a permanent fixture on his face today was driving his friends crazy, and that only spurred him on, what fun was a secret if you didn’t use it to mess with people?

“Come on man, what’s with the stupid face? You haven’t stopped grinning since you drove up this morning. I didn’t think you even knew how to smile?” Dean teased, elbowing Jughead in the side and impatiently waiting for an explanation.

“What? A guy can’t be happy around here. Maybe I really like what’s on the lunch menu today.” He shrugged lazily, pulling a long drag out of the cigarette hanging from his mouth, a few of the Serpents stood outside Southside high while Jughead leaned against his motorcycle, the extra wide smile still playing on his lips.

“You eat everything, you don’t care what’s on the menu” Keith rolled his eyes, shrugging his jacket off and taking in the late fall, early summer sun “this wouldn’t have anything to do with our very own ball of sunshine, little miss Betty Cooper, would it?” He smirked knowingly.

There were hushed laughs and immature “ooooohhhsss”

Jughead popped the collar of his jacket, rolling his eyes
“And if it is? I can’t help the fact that someone like her wants to be with me, she’s.. special” He smiled proudly.

A few of the boys began cracking up and some of them made obnoxious fake throw up noises.

“Yeah whatever, find a girl like mine and you’ll Change your mind real fast” he threw his hands at them, putting his cigarette out.

“You’re dad will be happy.” Keith said knowingly, his eyes sympathetic.

Dean looked worriedly at Jughead, for a boy his size, he was most definitely all bite no bark

“You ain’t just with her because of what your dad said right? About us getting in Riverdales head? Because Betty’s real nice and I don’t want to see her get hurt.” He said slowly, warning evident in his voice.

“You don’t have to worry about that, what me and Betty have is real. My dad has nothing to do with the way we feel about each other, if it gets him off my back for a while, so be it. But im not letting him anywhere near this relationship. I’m not letting anyone near this relationship.” He cast his eyes too a group of particular nasty Serpents in the corner who were eyeing Jughead with an unfamiliar look.

“Figured we’d stop by Pops again after school, as corny as that place is, the burgers are some of the best.” A lanky Serpent named Jacob said,a few of the other boys voicing there agreement.

“Sounds like a plan.” Jughead nodded Cooly, pulling his phone out and sending a text to his favorite girl

JUGHEAD: wanna grab a milkshake after school? On me ;)

He bobbed his knee anxiously waiting for the text, quickly opening his phone as it lit up.

BETTY: wouldn’t you much rather it be on me? ;)

He nearly choked on his own breath after reading the message, his eyes going wide, another message popped up and he eagerly opened it.

BETTY: I have no idea where that came from. What are you doing to me Jughead Jones? ;) a milkshake sounds amazing, bring your friends I’ll bring mine. Can’t wait to see you. Miss you.

He clutched the phone in his hand, his heart instantly feeling lighter, she had such a damn effect on him, it scared him sometimes, but the excitement overshadowed the fear and he found himself anticipating seeing her face.

The day went by quickly and before Jughead knew it he was pulling into Pop Tate’s Parking lot, the rumble of motorcycles following him as his gang parked their bikes, heading for the door in a rowdy bundle. Jughead stood beside Keith and Dean, his eyes scanning from the doorway, softening when he spotted Betty standing beside a booth on her tiptoes, looking around for Jughead, when she caught his eyes, she grinned leaning down and whispering something in Veronica’s ear, the dark haired girl turning towards him and rolled her eyes playfully.

The three boys made their way over and stood before the booth awkwardly, Archie moved over from his seat, and dean dropped beside him, shaking the entire table with his mass.

“Woah there big boy!” Veronica laughed, her hands coming out to steady herself as Archie clapped him on the shoulder
“We sure could use you on the football team!” He laughed as Dean grinned shyly.

Betty slid into the booth, Jughead sliding directly beside her, his arm instantly coming to rest on her shoulders. Betty looked up at him with light eyes
“Hi” she whispered.

Jughead brushed a strand of hair from her eyes and smiled “hi”

The conversation was light and fun, Archie and Jughead realizing how much they had in common and Keith and Veronica discussing fashion, a secret passion of Keith’s. Kevin had pretty much fallen in love and Dean was just happy to eat and listen to the stories, occasionally setting both the girls into fits of giggles at his barking laugh.

An hour later, the perfect bubble they had been in burst with a very audible pop.

“Elizabeth Cooper! What on earth do you think you’re doing?!” The shrill voice of a middle aged women, followed by a man who looked exceptionally like Betty rang through the tiny diner.

Betty stiffened in Jughead arms, her whole body shaking slightly as she stood almost robotically.

“Mom. Dad” she whispered, taking shaky steps out of the booth

“What are you doing here?! Don’t you know you have tutoring? And Latin class? And what’s this I hear about you ending Cheerleading practice early? What’s the matter with you?!” She screamed in her daughters face.

Betty shook her head
“It’s Friday, I was just..” she was cut off by the older man clutching her wrist

“Don’t talk to your mother like that, keep your mouth shut, let’s go.” He tugged Betty towards the door, the blonde losing her footing and tripping slightly, her eyes downcast as she winced.

Jughead was out of the booth in seconds flat, his eyes lethal as Archie followed closely behind, Jughead gripped Betty’s fathers hand that was wrapped around Betty’s wrist

“Let her go.” He growled as Hal Cooper, stared shocked at his hand

“You don’t know who you’re messing with boy” he hissed as Alice waved her hands frantically.

“You’ve been hanging around these people. Their kind ” she spat, her eyes narrowing on Jughead as he shook his head still glaring at Hal, he opened his mouth to speak but was quickly cut off when Betty stepped forward.

“Don’t talk about them like that. They have more class in one finger than you do in your entire body.” She said dangerously, standing toe to toe with her shocked mother.

“You don’t know anything about them.” Betty spoke

Alice shook her head
“I know enough. I know enough to know these people are nothing but trash, nothing but thugs, nothing but..” suddenly a glass soared past the older woman’s head, smashing against the wall behind her head, sending glass flying as Betty stood in front of her, her hands shaking

“You need to leave.” She hissed , her eyes dark as the entire diner went dead silent, to make matters worse Chuck and his football players stormed in through the front doors, noticing the motorcycles in the front they had come for a fight. Noting the tension, they stopped abruptly and watched.

“Elizabeth, we’ll discuss this at home.” Alice Cooper said her voice shaky, as she touched a hand to her chest.

“No.” she said finally, testing the word out on her lips “no I’m not going with you.” She finished finally.

Hal laughed bitterly
“Where will you go? Who’s gonna want you? Now that you’re some Serpent Slut?” The man smiled wickedly.

Betty looked down at her hands helplessly and Jughead stepped forward, coming up to grip her now bruised wrist.

“She’ll stay with me.” He said, tugging her towards the door, his arm coming around to wrap around her protectively as he ushered her towards the door, shoving past Chuck and his friends as they shouted, an all out screaming war broke out.
Chuck reached for Betty’s hand

“Think about what you’re doing Betty, think about your decisions.” He said dangerously, threatening her.

Jughead pushed her softly ahead of him and turned to chuck, slamming him against the wall
“You touch her, you look at her, you even breathe in her presence, I will kill you. I swear to god, I’ll make you wish you were never born.” The boy fell against the wall as Jughead released him.

Jughead turned back to see Veronica and Archie and Kevin slipping out the back with Dean and Keith right beside him. The dark haired boy jumped on his bike, reaching a hand out for Betty, who looked at him nervously.

“Do you trust me?” He shouted over the noise.

With one final glance back at the chaos behind her, Betty gripped his hand and climbed onto the back of the bike, her hands wrapping securely around her waist.

“You ready angel?” He said when she dropped her chin to his neck.

She pressed her nose to his pulse point and nodded

“Take me away Romeo.”

Imagine - El Diablo

Requested:

Imagine being chubby and El Diablo loving you despite you not being confident.


Originally posted by wonsderwoman

“Oh look, the perfect combination, a flame and marshmallow.” The Joker laughs.

“What did you say about my girl?” Diablo stood up to him.

“Woah calm down big boy.”


Originally posted by orchid-bud

“Are you sure you want to be with someone like me.” You asked Diablo. 

He looked up confused, “What do you mean?” he asked.

“I’m not the type of person people picture when they say great body.”

“What makes you even think that your body shape matters to me?” He said. You looked down ashamed, “Your question, my turn, are you sure you want to be with someone like me?”

“Of course. I never want anyone else.”


(A/N: 8/7 SS post, this marks the end of SS week! Hope you guys enjoyed it, and BTW if someone doesn’t want to love you because of whatever size you are, tell them to piss off. As long as you’re happy and healthy, you do you.)

-Mich ;)

Purge Day | Part 2

Originally posted by jengkook

Pairing: Jungkook (main) x Reader

Genre: Purge!AU, angst, slight fluff

Warnings in this chapter: mentions of weapons, mention of blood and gore

Word Count: 1,506 (sorry it’s short again)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 (coming soon)


You glanced down at the time. 6:03 PM. No one was going to come and get you at this time, no shops were open either, and everything closed an hour or so before the Purge.

You got out of your car and grabbed your purse, opting to run all the way home even though you knew there was no way you were going to make it home by running in an hours time.


6:49 PM

There was no way you were going to make it back home to a safe environment with security around you, restricting people of coming and killing you or your family. You would be drowning out the constant screaming and sounds of guns outside your window if you were home – but that wasn’t happening. Instead you were running down an empty street, the sun setting in the distance and the street lights were slowly starting to turn themselves on. You stopped, panting, trying to catch your breath. You were at least twenty minutes away from home and the purge was starting in less than ten minutes.

“Fuck!” You yelled out, running a hand through your hair, stressed – placing your hands on your knees you closed your eyes, trying to calm yourself down. A distant noise in the distance made you look up – a faint figure emerged from the road in front before you realised it was a car, and it was heading straight towards you. Screaming and cheering was coming from the people inside it as they hung their heads out the windows, guns in their hands and masks covering their faces.

You moved to the side, hoping they’d drive on past and not linger around until the purge started so they could kill you…but they ended up pulling up right beside you.

“Hey sweet cheeks, what is a pretty girl like you doing out in the streets on Purge night?” a guy, much taller than yourself, stepped out of the vehicle. The only facial feature you could see was his eyes because the mask was covering the rest of his face. The mask he was wearing had scratches and small droplets of what looked like blood but you hoped it was fake.

“Nothing…”

“Don’t look like nothing,” he smirked, pulling his gun out of his front pocket and twirling it in his fingers before running it along your jaw. Your body tensed up at the cold contact of the gun. Laughter erupted from the car, his friends were laughing at you, at the sight of you becoming petrified from the gun.

“How about,” he spoke into your ear before stepping away and walking towards the car again, “I leave you be. You can go run, try and hide, try to stay safe. We’ll make sure to find you again. You and I can have a little fun later on, sweet cheeks.”

The man smirked at you before placing the gun in his hands back into his pocket and opening the car door. Most of his friends groaned at the fact he, the stranger, had let you go and not caught fresh meat to kill as soon as the Purge started. As soon as he sat back in, the car revved up, the only thing you could hear was the loud engine of the vehicle and the hollering of the people inside it as it drove off. You stood there in silence. How were you going to survive twelve hours? You had no protection, no weapons, no one to lean back on in case you were hurt. You were going to die tonight for sure.

Your thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the speakers screeching. You glanced down at your watch.

7:00 PM

Purge night had begun.                                                    

This is not a test. This is your emergency broadcast system announcing the commencement of the Annual Purge sanctioned by the Government. Weapons of class 4 and lower have been authorized for use during the Purge. All other weapons are restricted. No citizen or group will be exempt. Commencing at the siren, any and all crime, including murder, will be legal for 12 continuous hours. Police, fire, and emergency medical services will be unavailable until tomorrow morning until 7 am, when The Purge concludes. May God be with you all.

It didn’t take long before the sounds of screaming and gun shots were already being heard after the speech. Laughter was heard before a bullet just missed your feet making you stumble back in shock and most of all, fear. You did what anyone would do.

Run.

You ran for your life, there was no way you’d be dying without fighting for it. You ran into an alley, it wasn’t the safest place because it’s dark and anyone could kill you, but it was the closest spot you had to a ‘hiding’ place at the moment. You ran into what felt like a brick wall and fell backwards landing on the hard concrete with an oof.

“P-please, don’t kill m-me…” you stuttered out, moving backwards on the ground while your eyes were closed in fear.

“Y/N?” your eyes shot up at the sound of your name and you saw who you’d ran into.

Jungkook.

“What the fuck are you doing out here? Why aren’t you at home? Holy shit, are you okay?” Jungkook held out his hand and you took it, he helped you stand up and you immediately wrapped your arms around him. His eyes widened. Maybe if you weren’t scared for your life you’d be shocked at yourself hugging Jungkook too.

“Hey, hey, Y/N look. You’re fine yeah? You’re good, calm down.”

“I just- my car didn’t start and I- I didn’t know what to do…”

“It’s fine. Look, your brother and the others are a block or two-” Jungkook started to speak but footsteps made him move you behind him and raise his gun.

“Woah, calm down there big boy. It’s just me.” Taehyung’s deep voice was still able to be heard over the distance screams. “I see you found someone?” Taehyung raised an eyebrow at Jungkook, a smirk overtaking his face.

“Don’t get too excited. It’s Y/N, where’s Hobi?”

“What the- holy shit what are you doing out here?!”

“Worry about all these questions later, we can’t stay out in the open like fresh meat. We need to get her back to Hoseok, now!”

“They’re a few streets over, come on.” Taehyung lead the way for you and Jungkook, taking you to where Hoseok and the others were getting their weapons ready for the night that was about to unfold.

“Yo. Hobi. Look who Jungkook found lingering in the streets,” Taehyung chuckled as the three of you stepped into view, Hoseok’s eyes widening significantly at the sight of you.

“What are you doing out here? Are you fucking mad Y/N? Do you want to fucking die? Holy shit, why are you here?” question after question left his mouth at a fast pace but the only two words you were able to stutter out were, “I’m sorry.”

“Oh my god, come here,” he whispered before wrapping his arms around you tightly, the fact his baby sister was out in the open and could get killed at any time was scaring him. What if he wasn’t able to protect you? What if you died because of him? Hoseok was scared.

“Sorry to interrupt this reunion, but we need to move,” Namjoon’s voice made Hoseok pull away from you.

“What about Y/N?” Jungkook questioned. Namjoon pulled out a gun from his bag, loading it up before tossing it over to you, “She’ll just have to join us.”

“No, Namjoon I’m not letting her go around with a gun and expect her to kill people!”

“It’s not my fault she’s out here Hoseok! She either comes along with us or we leave her here to defend for herself. What one are you going to go for?”

“Fuck your bullshit, I’m taking her back home.” Hoseok grabbed your hand and started dragging you to the car.

“Is that so? And when you get shot and are left to try and fight people with batons and weapons ranked higher than a gun, who will protect you then? Her?” Namjoon looked over at you before looking back at your brother and raising an eye. “You trying to get her back home by yourself in the car, in the open, is a suicide plan Hoseok. Stop being an idiot and just get her along with all of us. We’re not going to let her die, you think we’re sick like that?”

“Hobi, maybe it’s better i-if I go with you, I’ll stay out of your way, I promise…” Namjoon was right. You and Hoseok going off alone when neither of you had experience with purge night, was a suicide plan. The safest option was to go with the guys and hope for the best instead of being murdered while one person is injured.

“Fine, but if any one of you lay a single hand on her, I’ll kill you myself.” Hoseok was pissed, he didn’t get mad that often but when he did, he wasn’t to be messed with.

“Come along then, join the adventure,” Jungkook smirked at you. This was going to be a long twelve hours.


a/n: eh part two was boring as well, sorry >.< this was the most requested as the fic people wanted me to finish first so here y’all go!

feedback is appreciated :)

anonymous asked:

head Canon of Jimmy dating a heavier set girl?? 😌 (obv u don't have to if u don't want to!!x)

Of course babe

- he’d kick anyone’s ass if they made a nasty comment

- loving that he’s got something to grab on to

- always telling you how beautiful you are

- calling you babycakes

- when you get down, he’d take his shirt off

- showing the chubby cute stomach

- going to the diner for ice cream

- he’ll let you sit on his lap

- even when you say no

- you call him big boy (a/n: *cough* i wanna write an imagine)

- he loves it

- girls being jealous

- “woah there big boy””y/n i need you”

- sex sex sex sex

- kissing your entire body

- feeding each other

- he likes laying on you

- “gotta get up big boy””noooooooooo”

- he just fucking loves you ok

- i can not

Overlooked


Summary: While going on a hunt y/n gets possessed and tells things to Dean and Sam that were never meant to be said in the first place. This takes a toll on Dean. 

Warnings: Talks about Self harm and depression. 

Pairing: Dean x Reader

This Fanfic is based off a dream I had I added some extra details so that it could make more sense. 

You met Dean and Sam when they were the new kids at your school. You got along more with Dean since he was in your grade and was closer to your age he was one year older then you. you still got along with Sam just not as close as you did with Dean. Dean was in a few of your classes and you got to know him. He was pretty cute and of course all the other more popular girls would go to him and try to either get his attention or try to hook up with him which would make you jealous because you liked Dean a lot but you wouldn’t show it. Dean would pay little attention to the other girls which surprised you since he could have any girl under his arm in a second. You got to know him over the two weeks that he stayed since he told you that his dad traveled a lot and that caused him and Sam to move around a lot. On his last day at the end of the day at school he told you the truth about what his father and him did which was hunting. you were shocked but intrigued “why are you telling me all this if you aren’t supposed to?” You asked curiously asked wanting to know “because………I feel like this isn’t going to be the last time we will see each other” and he was right. You found his phone number written in your notebook and decided to text him. From there a friendship started. That’s how you also got into the hunting life. When you turned 18 you decided to leave your town and start hunting. You had told Dean and Sam about this and they were worried so they decided to take you in and now you worked with them. 

“so what do we have on our hands today?” you asked the two brothers as they walked back from checking out some books. “a demon” Sam said as he sat down “okay then lets go!” you said ready to take this demon down. “I think you should stay for this one” Dean told me “why? its just a demon we’ve taken down a lot of these before” you said not knowing why he was acting up since you guys had taken down demons before. “This demon is very powerful y/n more powerful then the ones we’ve taken down before” Dean said in a serious tone. “yeah hes right just go back to the motel and we will meet you there after” Sam said “come on guys let me go i’ll be fine I promise” I said to them. after a lot of begging they finally let me go with them mostly because I was annoying them. “its in their” Dean said looking out the window of the car. Getting in was pretty easy….too easy “don’t you think it was…too easy to get in?” I said to Dean and he turned around since I was behind him. “ yeah it wa- Y/N LOOK BEHIND YOU” you turned around and stabbed the demon right in the heart. “nice” Dean said “yeah” Sam said as well you were behind them both so their back was facing you and with your gun you hit them in the head and with that they blacked out. You decided to tie them up 

Dean and Sam woke up after a while “look who decided to finally wake up” You said to them showing them your black eyes “ you aren’t y/n” Sam said “ Don’t you think i already know?” You said to them “ Get out of HER”  Dean said “woah calm down big boy” you said while laughing you started telling Dean all these mean and awful things “Its your fault your dad died” “ you should of stayed in hell” the real you inside your body was trying to shout out that you didn’t mean it but the demon was too powerful. “Shes begging me not to tell you all this because its true” the demon said all happy. what you didn’t know was that Sam had a knife and used it to cut off the rope. your back was facing them so you couldn’t see them get up. Sam helped Dean get out of the rope. That’s when you turned around and Dean was pointing a gun at you. “get out of y/n NOW!!” Dean said angrily “ You wouldn’t dare hurt poor y/n” the demon said “don’t test me” Dean said confidentially “ You wouldn’t….I mean why would you when she’s already hurting herself” The demon said smiling. “oops guess I wasn’t supposed to say that…sorry y/n” the demon said in a teasing voice. “what are you talking about?” Dean asked confused. That’s when the demon pulled up your sleeve to show a bunch of cuts that you made on your skin “oh my god” Sam said speechless looking at your arm. Dean had watery eyes trying to hold it together. Dean and Sam were never supposed to find out you self harmed at least not this way by a demon that was using your body. You had been suffering from depression since the 6th grade and started cutting since then. It would be an on and off thing. Sometimes you would stop for one maybe two days but some times you could go up to three weeks but you would always end up doing it again because you would feel numb after not cutting for a while and you just wanted to feel. “this is all your fault Dean” the demon said “ you say you care about her and that you love her and what not but how come you never noticed this? you have been around her for what 3 years now and you never noticed? maybe if you would of noticed sooner she would of already stopped.” the demon said trying to get at Dean which was working because he already had tears rolling down his face “Don’t listen to her Dean that’s now y/n” Sam said trying to get Dean back from the words that the demon said. Then Dean started to chant words and you felt extreme pain then you saw the black smoke get out of your body and you went crashing onto the floor. Once you hit the floor Dean went out of the building to get fresh air. You started crying because of what happened and Sam held you “its okay” Sam whispered to you. Sam lead you to the car and you went in “i’ll be right back I’m going to go talk to Dean” and with that he went to go see how he was doing. “ you know its not your fault right?” Sam said in a soft voice to Dean “ its is….that demon was right I’m so STUPID for not realizing it sooner I could of helped her Sam but me being my stupid self didn’t.” Dean was loosing it “DEAN!! it’s not your fault okay. We need to head back to the motel and just get some rest.” Sam said to Dean trying to get him to snap out of it. “okay’ Dean said. The car ride was quite no one spoke. you went into your room since you had your own. you were panicking about what you were gonna say to them they probably didn’t want anything to do with you they probably thought you were crazy and you didn’t even want to think about what Dean thought of you now that he knew the real you. Then you heard a knock at your door you opened it seeing Dean standing there. “can I come in?” He said and you let him in he then sat on your bed you also sitting down. “why didn’t you tell me?” he said in a sad voice “ I didn’t want you guys thinking I was crazy or something and I thought you guys wouldn’t care since everyone else apparently doesn’t care so I didn’t want to wast your guys time” I said looking down “ we do care especially me, I care about you a lot” this made you feel happy since no one had ever really told you that before “how long have you been doing this?” Dean asked “ since the 6th grade” you replied sadly “why??” He asked sadly “I do it for a lot of reasons….I feel worthless I feel like no one cares about me and if i end up trusting someone they always stab me in the back and turn on me and its like everyone’s playing with me. I feel ugly I know I’m ugly I don’t like the way I look I wish…..I looked prettier I wish I was different.” You said with tears running down your face. “Don’t say that..I know how you look into a mirror and hate what you see you are the prettiest girl I have seen. a guy would be lucky to have you, you are perfect just the way you are you can trust me with anything and everything I’m here for you y/n don’t ever forget that.” and then he kissed you on the lips “what was that.” I asked with a half smile “I’ve been waiting to do that for so long I can’t see you cry because that makes me sad I just want to see you smile” this just made you smile even more “we will get through this okay” he said while hugging you. It felt nice to have someone you could count on and that had your back.

noneedforplans  asked:

"Hi, dad." Joseph smiled and tugged on his father's sleeve to get his attention. Even if this wasn't exactly his father, he still liked getting to know a version of him.

“Woah!” oh that’s a big boy! “H-hey! son.. right? Joseph?” Jorge had met him once– as a baby that is..

“Hello joseph..!”

Request: Could I please have a really fluffy Castiel oneshot? Thank you! I love your writing!

Dating an angel was weird. Castiel didn’t understand most things humans do, so when you started dating, you had to hold his hand through the whole experience, explaining why you did certain things. You didn’t mind, it just made him all the cuter.

Today the Winchesters had gone out on a hunt by themselves. You decided to stay back, you couldn’t deal with the tension between them, so hopefully giving them some space would allow them to talk about it. And, this meant you could have a whole day for yourself and Cas.

“Castiel!” You prayed, and he didn’t come. You didn’t worry, sometimes it took a couple minutes. “Castiel, it is I, your lonely girlfriend.” You went on, and finally you heard the familiar flutter of wings, and felt a pair of strong arms wrap around your waist.

“Hello.” He said, and you smiled.

“Hey. Sam and Dean are out on a hunt, so we have the whole bunker to ourselves.” You told him. He smiled, taking off his trench coat, and loosening his tie. “Woah, woah. Slow down there big boy. Maybe a little later, but I just wanna lay around and cuddle.”

He nodded, and tightened his tie. That was another thing you loved about him, he was fine doing whatever you wanted. You walked over to the living room, and put in a movie, “Thor”. Castiel was already on the couch, and you laid down, snuggling up to him. He gladly put his arm around you, and you watched the movie. 

Halfway through, you noticed how bored Cas was, and taking pity on him, thought of something else to do. “Wanna build a fort?” You asked him.

“Why?” He asked in response.

“Because it’s fun! Have you built one before?”

“No.” He answered. And that was that, you jumped off the couch and started taking the cushions off as well. Castiel seemed to understand what you were doing, and started taking them off the other couch as well. You ran into your room and grabbed your blankets. 

Once you had everything in a pile, you got to work. Castiel pushed the couches together, and you draped some blankets over, making a room. Then, Cas brought over some chairs, and you made more room. 

An hour later, you two had built the best fort ever. You used all the blankets in the bunker, and Cas kept poofing away to steal more pillows and blankets from other places. Finally, you two were sitting underneath, and you looked around, satisfied. 

“This is fun.” Castiel commented, you smiled and laid down. After a moment, he copied you, and put an arm around you. You didn’t know how long you were laying there, just enjoying each other’s company. But you were brought back to reality by a familiar voice, “What the Hell?”

“Hey guys.” You shouted from inside the fort. 

“You’re cleaning this up.” Sam said, from somewhere outside the fort.

Castiel looked at you, “Do we have to clean it now?”

“Goodness no!” You exclaimed, “this is too awesome to take down. Wanna sleep here tonight?”

Castiel nodded, smiling, and poofed away. After waiting a moment, he reappeared with more blankets and pillows, and he laid them on the floor, making a bed.

You chuckled, and laid down, feeling his warmth next to you. Lazy days with Cas were the best.

(Hope you like it!)

I Like You

15 Days of New Year’s Phan Drabbles Day 3

I Like You | Dan and Phil spend New Year’s alone, but, blowing way past tipsy, Dan finds his inhibitions low enough to confess. | Phan | Teen and Up | Alcohol | 1,030 Words

Disclaimer: In no way do I pretend that this is real or cast aspersions on Dan or Phil

Prompt: Dan and Phil are celebrating New Years alone and they get a little drunk and they confess their feelings for each other and maybe make it super fluffy.

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12TH JAN 1993

Happy Birthday to the most squishiest, cutest, charming, handsome, adorable person, Do Kyungsoo !!!! I have no words to explain how much you mean to me. Firstly, I want to thank your mom for raising a very talented person. Thank you for being born and thank you for your existence. Woah, you’re already 21 or 22 (in Korea), you’re a big boy now kyungie. So, you need to be strong and always take care of your health okay? I don’t want to see you sick, because it’s hurts me and breaks my heart into pieces. Btw, I’m so sorry for not being able to give you anything, but I want you to know that I really love you from the bottom of my heart. May your day overflow with joy and success. Again, happy birthday, love! XOXO~

p/s: your voice are my favorite and always be the best ^^

Coaster Fun

| hey muchachos it’s chelsea :D | so, i haven’t written a sammy imagine in a quite a while so here’s one. Requests are open! don’t soil your panties bitches and adjust your bust before it combusts.


“Welcome to Knotts Berry Farm Amusemt Park!” the snoopy mascot greets me and Sam.

Sam, in return, gives his smile that could launch a thousand ships, which i couldn’t help but stare at him. He then catches me staring and stops smiling

“What babe?” he asked me raising his eyebrows.

“Nothing.” i replied with a side smile.

“C’mon, just tell me.” he said with his puppy dog eyes.

“Nothing, it’s just you’re so adorable.” i squeezed his cheeks which caused me to let out a small giggle.

“Well, you’re adorable too.” he siad planting a kiss on my cheek.

“Okay, so which ride first?” he asked looking at the map he was holding.

“You decide.” i replied.

“What about the Sidewinder?” i added.

“Nah, too chill.” he said still looking at his map.

“I’ve got something in mind.” he gave me an evil smirk and pulled my by the arm and dragged me with him.

“Woah, SAM! Slow down, big boy.” i said barely looking where he was taking me,

“SAMUEL!” i shouted.

“Hold on, we’re almost there.” he said still holding on to my arm.

He was holding on to my arm so tight that it left a mark afterwards. We stopped in front of a rollercoaster. The cart went so fast you can barely see the people in it, and that the fact that ther was a 360 degree loop terrified me.

“No, Sam, we-we are not riding this. No way, nuh-uh.” i muttered nodding my head over and over again.

“COME ON, BABE! It’ll be fun!” he said.

“Fun? Yeah, there’s no fun throwing up.” i said raising my eyebrows at him.

“Just this one time, please, just once, then no more.” he pleaded with his irresistible smile which i just couldn’t resist.

“Errrrrr, fine.” i said while rolling my eyes.

“YES! THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!” he said while jumping which practically made him look like a little kid who got candy.

We walked over to the entrance of the ride. At the gates it said, The Silver Bullet. Oh boy, i knew what i put myself in. Surprisingly, the ride didn;t have a line. We walked up the stairs to the carts.

“Please keep your hands and feet inside the ride at all times.” said the lady.

“Oh jeez, i’m not ready for this. SOMEONE GET ME OUT OF HERE!” i shouted which made everyone look at me.

“Babe, you’ll be fine.” Sam whispered and gave me kiss and a wink.

The carts trembled and made it’s way to the top of the slope.

“OH NO! OH NO! SAM!” I shouted at the top of my voice.

“AHHHHHHHHH” he shouted.

The ride felt like it never came to an end. In the middle of the ride, i reached over to Sam’s hand with all my effort and interwined my fingers with his.

“I wanna get off this ride!” i said to him.

“Just hold on, babe! You’ll be fine! I LOVE YOU!” he shouted without looking at me.

A few seconds later, the ride came to an end.

“Are you okay babe?” he asked me.

“Uhhh, HELL YEAH!” i said to him.

“See? It wasn’t as bad as it was.” he replied while putting his arms around me and bringing me to his chest.

“Nah, i’m kidding, i was terrified for my life.” i said looking up at his hazel eyes.

“There’s nothing to be afraid of as long as i’m here.” he said looking down at me.

“You know that, right?” he added.

I stared at his beautiful featured for a while and answered him: “Of course, babe.”

“I know that.” I added and smiled at him.

“I. Love. You.” he said to me in between kisses.

“I love you, too.” i replied

[Part 2]

Title: Musically Miserable (Part ½)

Pairings: Freewood (Gavin/Ryan), Juggey (Michael/Lindsay)

Rating: T for Teen!

Summary: Ryan is the unhappy new kid at a new place in his last year of high school, so he’s in a pretty sour mood when he starts his first day at Austin’s finest high school. His annoyance quickly turns to confusion and mild fear, however, when the students begin bursting into song and perfect choreography at random moments, music to match them seemingly coming from nowhere.

Word Count: 2,428

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