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Some Destiel fluff for y’all, hope you enjoy it!
@bonchickabelle thank you for inspiring me and encouraging me to post my writing, I hope you enjoy it🤗💛
He’s never really said it. It just didn’t feel right. It wasn’t that he hadn’t come to terms with his feelings, he knew now for nearly a decade how he felt about Cas. It also wasn’t fear of what John – he didn’t refer to him as his father anymore – would think, or rather do, if he knew. Dean couldn’t care less about his father’s opinions these days. He was happy about who he was. He was out and proud to a point were Sam got annoyed by the amount of gay jokes Dean made. (Charly reassured him that Dean would eventually “grow out of it”, that it was completely normal to obsess about his newly embraced identity after having suppressed this part of himself for so long, but Sam wasn’t so sure about that.) So yeah, it wasn’t like anything held Dean back anymore from saying those three words to Cas. He just ... didn’t.
When he got Cas back from the empty, he immediately hugged him like his life depended on it, not entirely sure that this wasn’t just a cruel dream. When Cas hesitantly whispered his name, he interrupted him with a sigh. His right hand grasping Cas’ hair, he buried his face in the bow of his neck and grumbled “You can have me. Of course you can. Always did”. He squeezed him once more before he pulled back and was met with the same expression of pure adoration that he saw last right before the empty ripped Cas away from him. He loosened his grip in Cas’ hair and let his hand slide down to cup the angel’s face instead. Cas understood Dean’s longing glance at his lips and bridged the gap between them, letting his lips touch Dean’s ever so softly. Dean felt himself melting into their kiss, first hesitantly, then more firmly, his lips parting to taste Cas’ tongue against his own. When they stopped to catch their breath, foreheads resting against each other, Dean mumbled in a raspy voice “Never do this again, okay dude? Never leave me again.” The moment was perfect. He didn’t need to say anything more and he wouldn’t even have had the time. After the two were forced to sit through a quick obligatory welcome-back-to-life-round with the others, Dean pulled Cas into his room where the angel showed him happily what the pizza man had taught him.
He never had to say it. It was obvious how he felt for Cas when he introduced the angel as his devastatingly handsome boyfriend and bragged about him whenever he got the chance, when he woke Cas every morning with soft kisses and called him sunshine, when he somehow always gravitated towards Cas, some part of him always brushing against his partner, as if to make sure he was really there. After Cas had gifted Dean his grace in a little vial so that they would be able to grow old with each other, Dean even fed Cas with the pie he had made for himself that morning because “now that you can taste food again, I’ll be damned to waste another day without you trying some goddamn homemade pie”. Dean’s feelings were obvious whenever Cas woke up at night and Dean, although sound asleep, pulled him a little closer as if he wanted to tell him that he was safe. It was crystal clear how Dean felt about Cas because he was so openly, blatantly in love with him, it was impossible to ignore.
So yeah, Dean never had to say the big three words, because Cas knew. And Dean knew that Cas knew. It’s not like he didn’t want to say those three words. But after Cas’ speech, he felt like the bar for a romantic speech was pretty high and he wasn’t exactly good in talking about his feelings. He was sure that he couldn’t possibly express in words how he felt for Cas. How could he fit feelings this big in just three words? It wouldn’t do their love justice. He felt clumsy, like him coming out with these words for the first time would just make him sound like a sappy teenager from some crappy high school romance movie. Like they would sound silly, inaccurate. When Cas confessed his feelings, it was the most wonderful thing Dean had ever heard. Back then, he was frozen in utter disbelief that an angel could feel love this way and that THIS angel, the most precious soul in existence, could feel this way for HIM, Dean fucking Winchester. Sometimes he wished he had a recording of Cas’ speech, because even though he remembered every damn word, he’d do anything to see this moment, the moment that changed his life forever, unravel again.
Dean always beamed with happiness whenever Cas spoke those three words. Ever since he got back, he’s been constantly saying them. He said them when he woke up to Dean’s kisses, when they went to bed, when they finished up some chores, when Dean made him wear a cowboy hat to watch old westerns and when Dean made him smile with a silly joke Cas didn’t really understand. He must have repeated those words a million times, but somehow, they never lost their meaning. Cas always stated them like a fact, so sincerely and honestly, like he was stating a universal truth. And although Dean never failed to reply to Cas’ declarations of love with a kiss, a loving smile or a simple “and I you, Cas”, it wasn’t the same as actually telling Cas himself that he loved him. And Cas deserved to hear it.
Lying awake yet again, Dean ruminated about this topic yet once more. He felt so incredibly lucky, the love of his life sprawled over him, breathing quietly, Dean’s hands running through his hair and over his back. He never thought he could have this and he had been okay with it. Just having Cas in his life was enough for him. But now that he had everything he could have ever possibly wished for – living a peaceful life in the bunker with Sam, Eileen and of course Jack, who visited them whenever he could, real freedom to do whatever he wants for the first time in his life and, most importantly, the love of his life sleeping in his arms – he would be stupid to take any of this for granted. To take Cas for granted. To not show him the love and appreciation he deserved. To not tell him. A smile found its way onto his face as he checked the clock. He had been awake since 2am. Now it was almost 5am. He gently brushed over Cas’ cheek. “Cas? Wake up sunshine” Cas grumbled, clueless why Dean would wake him at such an ungodly hour, but he felt that Dean was up to something. After some very convincing wake up kisses he agreed to get up and let Dean lead him to baby. After a short drive, Dean parked at a nice viewpoint.
“Do you mind telling me why you dragged me out of bed this early?” Cas muttered, shivering in the cold morning air. Dean sat down next to him on the hood of the Impala and wrapped a blanket around his grumpy boyfriend. Dean scrambled to find the right words. “Fuck it”, he whispered almost inaudibly. Cas tilted his head in question. “You know I’m not good at this, expressing my feelings and everything...” He lifted his head to meet Cas’ eyes. “I love you Cas. And I need you to know that”. A nervous smile flickered across Cas’ face. “I love you too, Dean...” he cleared his throat “...But... I know how you feel for me. So why did we drive here in the middle of the night? Is something wrong with you? Are you ill?” His eyes scanned Dean, as if he was looking for a sign what was wrong. Dean let out a nervous laugh. “No man, look, I just... Damn it, I can’t even do this right”. He ran a hand over his face before looking at Cas again. “See, I never told you that I love you, but you deserve to hear it, even if you know it anyways.” Encouraged by Cas’ fond smile he took his hand. “And... umm... so this is just a stupid human tradition, but with you being human now maybe you’d like to... umm, so...” Dean bit his lip and exhaled sharply. “Do you want to marry me, Cas?” Without hesitation, Cas broke into a smile and nodded. “Yes, I would very much like to do that”. As the sun started to rise in the background, Cas cupped Deans face and admired him for a moment, then Dean leaned in and kissed his fiancé deeply. In between kisses, he murmured against Cas’ lips “I love you, I love you so freakin’ much.”
Dean and Cas are getting married!💚💙
Happy Valentine’s Destiel Wedding Day everyone!
Thanks @bonchickabelle for your support!
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“Are you nervous?” Sam teased Dean, who stood in front of the mirror, tugging his tie straight. He thought about it for a moment “Excited? Sure, can’t wait to see Cas again after you forced us to spend last night apart for some stupid tradition. Nervous? No. It’s Cas I’m marrying.” Sam smiled knowingly, already half out the door. “I’m very happy for you two!” Alone again, Dean’s eyes drifted back to the mirror and he placed his hand on his shoulder, right over Cas’ handprint. He meant what he had said to Sam. It had been the first night they had been apart since he got Cas back and he barely slept. He had just felt wrong without hearing Cas’ gentle breaths, without being able to wrap his arms around the former angel and without feeling the weight of Cas’ head on his chest. But was he nervous? Not at all. He was almost surprised at how calm he felt. He’d never been this sure about anything in his life. After today, he would never have to spend another night without Cas.
Everything was perfect. Everyone they knew had insisted on helping with the wedding in one way or another. Sam wanted to officiate them, he got his license as soon as he heard the happy news. Eileen had taken the grooms separately to shop for wedding suits, Jack had promised them a warm, sunny day and handmade the invitations with Claire. Jody and Donna had baked their wedding cake, Ellen and Jo contributed a dozen homemade pies, Bobby took care of the bar and the catering. Garth and Bess promised to capture the whole day on their cameras. Gabe offered to be their DJ and Ash took care of all the technical stuff. Rowena had promised them truly magical fireworks at night, while Crowley and Benny were in charge of the security, although that shouldn’t be necessary ever since Jack became god.
Charlie and Dorothy had not only offered their vast, beautiful property as their wedding venue, they had also taken care of the decorations. The ceremony was set to take place on the Southern side of their house. An aisle led through rows of white chairs up to a little lake in front of which they had placed a rectangular wooden arc, decorated with greenery and big white flowers that stood out brightly against the blue water in the background. The Western side of the house was already equipped with a big dance floor around which tables, a big buffet and a bar had been set up. To top it all off, Charly and Dorothy had hanged fairy lights in every single tree on their property, which would create a magical atmosphere at night.
Lost in thoughts, Dean adjusted the flower on his lapel and smiled at the mirror. He never thought that he – Dean fucking Winchester – would ever get married. And yet here he was. His phone buzzed and his smile became even wider as he saw who texted him.
[Cas 10:34] Dean?
[Dean 10:35] What’s up? Don’t tell me you’re getting cold feet now😉
[Cas 10:37] No, my feet are perfectly fine, why would they be cold?
Dean rolled his eyes, amused at his fiancé’s confusion.
[Dean 10:37] Not literally, that’s an expression for someone who has second thoughts on their wedding day. What’s going on?
[Cas 10:38] Oh. I see. I’m nervous that I might act weird because I don’t know all wedding customs. So I wanted to ask if you could maybe help me out when I’m about to make a fool out of myself.
[Dean 10:39] Sure thing, sunshine, but don’t worry about acting right, it’s your wedding day, all you have to do is enjoy it. And everybody here knows you’re a little weird😉
Without a knock, Charlie barged in. “What’s up bitch, you ready? Cause your fiancé is and he’s smokin’ hot.” She winked as she noticed Dean’s blushing cheeks. “Yeah, I’m ready. Where’s Bobby?” “Already waiting downstairs for you. I have to go, see you in a few”. As quick as she had come, she disappeared again. Dean took another glance at the mirror to make sure everything was perfect before he left the room.
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Jesus fucking christ, Charlie.
From the Go Go Gadget Discord Server...
Like Brian's fucking unnatural in this and I'm starting to question if he's a actual dog. But if you guys have any idea on what's going on with him, please send help.
hatsune miku enjoying a burger and beer in the esplanade theater while watching a musical
Reposting this for Bisexuality Day
My freaks and fiends. Hear me out on this.
I honestly think that both The Hacker and Wicked from Cyberchase are equally hot.
Those motherfucks were the reasons why I found out that I was Bisexual.
If those bastards didn't define my Bi awakening then idk what it is.
Mario and Luigi headcanons
Theyre not twins (i know im sorry) i hc mario as 4 years older than luigi
luigi has generalised anxiety disorder
Mario has ocd
luigi loves to cook and bake, mario could set water on fire
Italian is both of their first languages, and only speak english when they have to
mario is demisexual and heterosexual
luigi is bi
mario is v protective of his little brother
luigi is a menace to society, actual gremlin, lives off coffee and spite
mario only wears odd socks
mario is a fucking raging simp of peach
Peach thinks hes very quiet and doesn’t speak too much- in reality he cant form wprds around her
luigi and bowser are fucking
Reposting some Lackadaisy art from my Instagram ^^
BoJack Horseman drawings from my Insta 👍 (plus my sona)
Dave and Karkat ‼️💥💥
Doodles of Cuphead and also The Devil from the Casino Cups AU ^^
(AU belongs to @askcupsandcasinos)
The Moody Blues, 1966
Y'all bitches deserve this for bein' awesome
Here's a repost without the TW needed plus I wanted to showcase my Human Versions of The Mayhem 💜
Here's a close-up of the boys 🦷🎹🎷🎺
Can't believe it's been three months since i started sharing my idols!!! ☆:.｡.o(≧▽≦)o.｡.:☆
Starberry but he's failing a basic maths test because head empty, only idol chaos :3
Not this being the only art I have of what their little worlds/houses look like... drawing backgrounds with no characters is hard ;0; All their concerts take place in the big milk carton!
The star's homes! :0 Along with the big milk carton stadium for idol concerts :3
sharing a bed with enha₊˚ପ⊹
requested
ღ PAIRING ! enhypen x gn!reader
ღ WC ! 2k
ღ GENRE ! fluff n’ comedy
ღ WARNINGS ! none
a/n: ty for the request ! i put a lot of thought into each member and what i think they’d be like hehe enjoy <3
// LEE HEESEUNG !
besides when he’s trying to be sneaky and play video games under the sheets, sharing a bed with heeseung is very peaceful
not that you can talk much about his late night gaming habit
he successfully kidnaps you into playing with him at least once a week despite your sad attempts to save your sleep schedule
you’ll both just be lying in bed with heeseungs switch connected to the tv absolutely screaming and firing insults at each other
listen, super smash bros was very serious and intense, romance didn’t matter anymore.
you and kirby were absolute menaces, even though you sadly lost to heeseung and link a couple of times
he just got lucky though 🙄
as for when it’s actually time to go to bed, you guys don’t exactly have a set sleeping position or routine
the most he’ll do is lazily fling an arm over your waist
but usually the two of you just try to find any position that’s most comfortable
if that means hugging each other to death, then so be it
or if it means facing away from each other with limbs all over the place, that’s cool too
if you hadn’t noticed, hee is just very very chill
you’re in for perfect nights 98% of the time with this boy, especially after late night game sessions since you’re both absolutely exhausted
10/10 bed sharing companion <3
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sharing a bed with enha₊˚ପ⊹
requested
ღ PAIRING ! enhypen x gn!reader
ღ WC ! 2k
ღ GENRE ! fluff n’ comedy
ღ WARNINGS ! none
a/n: ty for the request ! i put a lot of thought into each member and what i think they’d be like hehe enjoy <3
// LEE HEESEUNG !
besides when he’s trying to be sneaky and play video games under the sheets, sharing a bed with heeseung is very peaceful
not that you can talk much about his late night gaming habit
he successfully kidnaps you into playing with him at least once a week despite your sad attempts to save your sleep schedule
you’ll both just be lying in bed with heeseungs switch connected to the tv absolutely screaming and firing insults at each other
listen, super smash bros was very serious and intense, romance didn’t matter anymore.
you and kirby were absolute menaces, even though you sadly lost to heeseung and link a couple of times
he just got lucky though 🙄
as for when it’s actually time to go to bed, you guys don’t exactly have a set sleeping position or routine
the most he’ll do is lazily fling an arm over your waist
but usually the two of you just try to find any position that’s most comfortable
if that means hugging each other to death, then so be it
or if it means facing away from each other with limbs all over the place, that’s cool too
if you hadn’t noticed, hee is just very very chill
you’re in for perfect nights 98% of the time with this boy, especially after late night game sessions since you’re both absolutely exhausted
10/10 bed sharing companion <3
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enhas reaction to being jealous ⋆.ೃ࿔*
request: hi!! since you did the “enha reaction when you’re jealous” could you do “enhypen when they’re jealous? 🫶🏻🫶🏻
✘ PAIRING ! enhypen x gn! reader
✘ GENRE ! fluff comedy and jealousy ofc !
✘ WC ! 4.2k.. why do these get longer everytime help
✘ WARNINGS ! alcohol and being drunk in jay’s
a/n: thank you for the request anon! i enjoyed writing this even though i struggled to come up with more jealous scenarios for everyone all over again 🧍
make sure to read the prequel here :)
// LEE HEESEUNG !
something you’ve noticed throughout your relationship is that heeseung gets jealous very easily
i mean did you see what he said about the perilla leaf debate on fancall
he’s just naturally jealous, even if he doesn’t show it outwardly very often
but to his misfortune, you do find this funny and tend to rile him up on purpose a lot
it was a pretty regular day in enha’s dorm
the members are well
scattered around the place doing who knows what
while you, jungwon and heeseung are watching a movie
zootopia to be specific (aka the best disney movie, argue with the wall)
when you begin to feel a bit cold, only wearing pyjama shorts and a t-shirt
you’re guessing jay turned the ac on full blast again because apparently he needed to be in an igloo just to fall asleep
you wrap your arms around your legs, rubbing them to get rid of the slowly arising goosebumps
jungwon, who’s sat next to you notices your fidgeting, “are you cold?”
you look over at him, shrugging shyly, “it’s okay, just a bit.”
but being the good friend he is, he pulls off his green hoodie and offers it to you
meanwhile your boyfriend on your other side of the couch, who was once focused on watching nick and judy being chased down by the infected jaguar, whips his head to the both of you
“oh, thanks won.” you take the hoodie gratefully, pulling it on and sighing in warmth
jungwon grins, nodding cutely before turning back towards the tv
suddenly, you feel a strong grip onto your waist before you’re being lifted into the air and right onto heeseungs lap
you look at him in confusion, raising an eyebrow
heeseung was not one for much pda, so the sudden bold move was more than surprising
however it didn’t take you too long to figure out what exactly was going on by his ridiculously obvious frown
“yah, you’re seriously jealous ‘cause of a dumb hoodie? i was just cold.” you whisper, kissing his nose to cheer him up
he rubs your legs to help you warm up, “you should’ve told me though, i could’ve got you one of mine,” he whispers back grumpily, “his doesn’t even look as good on you.”
he was definitely lying, you looked adorable in the overflowing fabric jungwon’s or not
but he would never admit that
you raise an eyebrow, chuckling, “okay you big jealous baby.”
he pinches your thigh in retaliation, making you jump, “shut up, you’re interrupting nicks sad backstory.”
you shake your head, turning back to the tv
sigh
this is the oldest member of enhypen everyone
jay is most definitely the jealous type
jay is most definitely the jealous type
jay is most definitely the jealous type
and when it comes to you it goes to a whole new level
however he’s a lot more straight forward about it
if he doesn’t like something, he’ll make sure everyone knows :)
this also makes him very hard to tease because he just. doesn’t care
you and jay are at a party
more specifically, jake’s birthday party
it was getting later into the night, almost everyone was on the dance floor drunk out of their minds
jay was not one to drink much alcohol, but even if he wanted to, he was more preoccupied on making sure you didn’t throw up on anyone
yeah, you were having a pretty great time
you were currently dancing with sunghoon, who was so drunk that he nearly fell on you over three times now
everytime, jay just facepalmed in the distance, taking another sip of his pepsi from the bar
he wanted to let you have your fun, sure
as long as the idiot next to you knew his boundaries
you didn’t seem to mind everytime sunghoon wobbled around you, clueless and in your own drunk world
but suddenly, the song ends and switches to a much slower one
without thinking, sunghoon grabs your waist, pulling you towards him for the slower dance
jay frowns, watching as you drunkenly run a hand up his friends bicep, dancing along with him
when sunghoon’s hand starts to move lower, jay nearly catapults up from his seat, walking over in big strides
he rips sunghoon’s hands off you, “watch yourself, hoon. i don’t care how many shots you’ve had, back off.” he says grumpily, grabbing your wrist and pulling you away
while that probably sounded harsh to anyone else, neither you or sunghoon were phased at all
the boy just stands there and shrugs before walking off to find a new dance partner
meanwhile you clumsily follow your boyfriend through the ocean of party-goers, your shoes half falling off
“jaaayyyyyyyy~” you slur, practically running to keep up with his quick pace
he sighs at your clearly intoxicated voice, “y/n, you’re way too drunk. we’re going home.”
“but i was having fun with hoonie!”
jay scoffs, “yeah, too much fun.”
you pinch his cheek at that, smiling, “why? are you jeaaloouus?” you giggle teasingly.
he takes a glance at you, “yeah.” he deadpans
you pout at that, “you’re so lame.”
listen
you can’t expect much of a reaction out of this man okay
he’s not afraid to admit anything 😒
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HE MADE IT!🙌 (unfortunately/j) Next up is the glazing process!!
I finally finished sculpting him! Wish him luck in the kiln 🤞