Taylor had every intention of announcing this in October but got fed up with y’all making up theories every Friday so she said “Fine, I’ll tell you. Now perish for 5 months.”
So, guys, I just decided to translate one of my works, a Destiel fanfic of course, and just posted in AO3.
A date for my dad
Summary:
Claire Novak was an ordinary girl, not like the heroines in books and films who claim to be ordinary until they’re elevated to a point of unreal extraordinary. No she was the boring kind of ordinary girl. She didn’t know what to do after graduating and would fail Chemistry. She liked to go out with friends, felt indestructible and was in love with her classmate. And like any ordinary teenager, she had conflicts with her father that would only be resolved if he had someone else in his life to occupy his time. Okay, maybe that part was not very common, after all how many girls try to get a boyfriend for their own father?
copied from somewhere
Midnights is like if you gave reputation a bejeweled knife and sharp eyeliner instead of a gun and black lipstick
Written for my 1,000 followers celebration for @toxic-nebula. They wanted a flower shop story.
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Dean passed the flower shop every day on his way to work, then again on his way home. He wasn’t much for flowers, but after he’d noticed the hot guy working there, he walked slower when he went by, looking in the window for a glimpse of the guy.
His brother Sam and their friend Charlie teased him relentlessly about his crush on the guy. Dean didn’t care. The guy was so pretty, he hit every one of Dean’s fantasies. He was built like a brick shithouse (Dean never got that, what did a brick shithouse even look like?). He had messy dark hair that always looked like he’d just got out of bed and couldn’t find a comb, a sharp jaw with just the right amount of stubble and the bluest eyes Dean had ever seen.
He even looked good in that stupid apron that said, ‘Beautiful Blossoms’ on it.
After about a month, the guy noticed him looking. He began to smile and wave at Dean as he went by. Dean always smiled and waved back, but he never got the courage to walk in.
After all, the guy was probably just being friendly. Dean had no way of knowing if the guy was single or not or what his sexual orientation was. Charlie was quick to point out that he never would know until he grew a set and talked to the guy.
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Written for @skeletonsinzeeclost for my 1,000 followers celebration. She requested canon friends with benefits.
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Dean laid in his bed, staring at the ceiling. He should be asleep, but all he could do was think. He had to admit to himself, he missed Cas.
Cas had been gone for a week now, doing some kind of work for heaven. Dean hated heaven. He hated every dick angel except for Cas. He really fucking hated when Cas did anything for heaven. It never ended well, and all it did was take Cas away from the bunker.
Away from him.
Damn it, he was horny. He’d jacked off in the shower, but it wasn’t the same. He needed Cas.
They’d first had sex a couple of months ago. Dean still wasn’t sure how it happened. It was after a rough hunt, they’d both almost died. Sammy wasn’t there, it was supposed to be simple. But when was a hunt ever simple?
Dean had just finished putting the guns back in the trunk. Cas was angry at him, saying he’d taken a stupid risk. Dean was angry too, telling Cas he wasn’t exactly playing it safe either.
They were standing toe to toe, yelling at one another one moment, then the next thing Dean knew, they were kissing.
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for some, it was paradise.✨
listening to Midnights (2022) be like
Destiel ► 8.07
Vanya's my favorite character in 'The Umbrella Academy', what's yours?
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