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clavis-baby · 3 years

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Songs that You would listen to After a Breakup with The Brothers

(Lucifer,Mammon,Satan,Asmo)

I’m so sorry I was listening to reckless and it made me feel something (also I’ve never dated anyone sooo shhh)

Also I tried to add at least 3/4 to every brother but I realized they all had a Olivia Rodrigo song so sorry about that also I tried not cross over the same songs 😅

Also Spotify Playlist!!!

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Lucifer

enough for you - Olivia Rodrigo

Okay so first Olivia track honestly I know we all cried to her whole album don’t deny it but essentially I felt that with the lyrics I wore makeup when we dated“'Cause I thought you'd like me more If I looked like the other prom queens” and “Tried so hard to be everything that you liked” I feel like Lucifer would expect that his lover to be perfect honestly this song really would work well with both of Satan and Lucifer so deciding between them was pretty hard but the pushing point for me to put this with Lucifer was the lyric “But I don't think anything could ever be enough”

Without me - Halsey

(Ugh I love Halsey so much and her baby soon!!!) Anyway!! For Lucifer I really think that his pride would’ve gotten in the way of all of his relationships he’s ever had but “Feeling so high but too far away to hold me You know I'm the one who put you up there Name in the sky Does it ever get lonely?” Just screams Lucifer and how the chorus keeps on saying “I said I'd catch you if you fall” ahh perfect (could also work for Asmo)

I knew you were trouble - Taylor Swift

Won’t lie but embarrassed that I choose this song but it works for Lucifer sooo whatever but the chorus really is a fairly good start I feel like anyone who has a brain (even tho MC really doesn’t) dating Lucifer wouldn’t be particularly 100% safe but whatever he’s most people’s favorites again I used to love this song but don’t anymore so when I looked up songs about break ups (yes I did that) and Trouble came up I relistened and with these lyrics I had to include it No apologies “He'll never see you cry Pretends he doesn't know That he's the reason why”

Let Me down Slowly - Alec Benjamin

Now if this was a cheating thing and he did cheat this would be like the absolute BEST SONG!! But tbh this is a pretty good song for any breakup I feel like…OH WELL! :) the first lyric FIRST LYRIC “This night is cold in the kingdom” I felt represented his pride idk how to explain but idk T-T I can explain the rest tho >~< “I once was a man with dignity and grace Now I'm slippin' through the cracks of your cold embrace” once again pride but with “Could you find a way to let me down slowly? A little sympathy, I hope you can show me” I really hc that almost with all the boys but especially with Lucifer they just would not care about cheating after they maybe got a rush would leave you instantly once that “rush” is/was gone

Mammon

(I’m a sucker for him im sorry I put all the most emotional songs with him)

Reckless - Madison Beer

This was the song that inspired this whole post!! (Sadly, it made me feel things) But this song really could be used for Belphie and maybe a hint of Asmo but Mammon was the first person I thought about when listening to this song so it’s mammon. Mammon I just feel like behind all the tunsdere act he really promises us so much like obviously the protection but Reckless just show us within the lyrics “I still have the letter you wrote When you told me that I was the only girl You'd ever want in your life” and even this lyric with his whole first man thing and even him asking us to come to him for protection “You might love her now, but you loved me first Said you'd never hurt me, but here we are” it just is so good 😭

Love me or leave me - little mix

So if you even skim through these Mammon songs and know about my posts I love him so much so even though what I said in Lucifers part about them not caring about cheating and stuff I feel like Mammon might care just because of how much he promises things also I read a lot of fanfics with what I just said “And you're turning away like you hate me Do you hate me? Do you hate me? Oh” tbh because of this lyric I did think for a moment to use this song for Satan but Uhhh this is really emotional song and I love my bby “Do you remember when you loved me once What happened? What happened? And you'd hold me here just because” LOVE ME OR LEAVE ME HERE!!!

Be Alright - Dean Lewis

This song I feel like was a bit more for me sooo yeah also remember what I said about how I hc that almost with all the boys that they just would not care about cheating after they maybe got a rush with you they would leave you instantly once that “rush” is/was gone wel I sort of want to believe mammon wouldn’t and his greed gets in the way (who am I kidding I’m just making excuses for my baby) but I’m going to continue on what I just said because Umm well I can do uh “You start to tremble and your voice begins to break You say the cigarettes on the counter weren't your friend's They were my mate's”

(I couldn’t find anymore songs that I felt that would fit him 😭)

Asmo

Ex best friend - Machine gun Kelly

When I was writing this originally there was going to be like 4 parts of all the characters but then once I realized how many songs and I couldn’t think of any for others and how I wanted to add an explanation I gave up on that but originally it was going to also be cheating songs, fall outs, then just aftermaths of breakup songs which to be honest this song really could fit with the after math and cheating songs I feel like Asmo and his SO are more likely a not able to quit each other sort of thing “We're both drunk on the elevator When I kissed you for the first time in New York City, uh” and even near the end of the first season the only little part we sort of get from character development from Asmo when we was drunk explains what he was sort of saying “I swear to God, I never fall in love Then you showed up, and I can't get enough of it I swear to God, I never fall in love I never fall in love, but I can't get enough of it First off, I'm not sorry I won't apologize to nobody You play like I'm invisible Girl, don't act like you ain't saw me” personally I do think that inside Asmo might be insecure and a bit sensitive on the inside but I could be wrong

When the party’s over - Billie Eilish

Wow I have the lyrics up and I just realized this 3 minute song has barley lyrics but the song still fits Asmo so.

traitor - Olivia Rodrio

Even tho that all these songs were on cheating I tend to hc that Asmo isn’t a huge fan of solo partnership because of the title avatar of lust so I feel like in maybe the beginning of a relationship he would promise to you that he would be there for you but would maybe end up not staying true to his words I forgot who but someone else explained why they don’t believe that Asmo wouldn’t be able to go with out having a Polly relationship

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I’ve had this in my drafts for so long and wanted to post this but at this point I’ve just can’t add anymore so this is my lazy part

Boys like you - Anna Clendening

Satan

Again I’m lazy rn but I wanted Satans part to show just pure madness and anger but also as time progress just sadness for Satans pure side also anything that had to do with books or a story I added for u know Satan loving books

I’m not mad - Halsey

Moral of the story - Ashe

Blue - Madison Beer

#obey me #obey me shitpost #shall we date #shall we date lucifer #leviathan #obey me shall we date #lucifer #obey me beelzebub #shall we date mammon #obey me asmo #shall we date asmodeus #shall we date satan #Spotify

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troop52 · 3 years

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do u !!! have any character theme songs for the troop boys? Like any songs you think really fits them (and why u think it fits)?

THATS A GREAT QUESTION!!

Before I get into it Im going to plug this collaborative Troop Playlist on Spotify, feel free to add onto it!! Continuing with my picks

I think a lot of the songs I associate with The Troop in general are just because I happened to listen to them around the same time I got into the book in the first place (So they could only be tangentially related BUT only if you squint hard) Example: Drunk by The Living Tombstone, cant really tie it into the story but in my mind its linked Some better, more fitting songs under the cut (Side note its LONGGG IM SORRY... Also its all YouTube links because some of these arent on Spotify :'^()

Disclaimer -Like 95% of my choices arent really a "These lyrics match up exactly 1 to 1" but more of an overall "the vibe/general idea its trying to capture lines up" type thing. If that makes sense.

Its Alright by Jack Stauber: Kind of self explanatory, I think its a perfect song for these guys. From "It's alright, I'm here, Everything's alright, Feels weird but calm, I wanna hear It's alright" to the whole sound of it- its all great. Equal parts distressing and sad with an almost eerie calmness to it. Despite it all theyre gonna be alright, right?

The Second Little Piggy by Worthikids: Another one that I think is sort of self explanatory- at least with the chorus. "If my brain turns to mush, If the shit hits the fan, Will you be my friend?" Kind of the falling apart of everything, specifically their relationships, in light of the incident.

Poor George by James Supercave: Another case of "listened to at the same time I read the book" BUT I was actually making a Troop PMV script with that song. I never finished it but maybe Ill revisit it... just for you

Cold Summer by Le Matos ft Computer Magic: I dont even think this takes place in the summer but the VIBES and also it came from Summer of 84, which is another good piece of murder boy media.

Treehouse by Alex G ft Emily Yacina: This is a Eef and Max type of song because they are bffs and thats final. Basic song because Im not creative, but I think its a nice heart to heart theyd have (with Eef doing the talking)

Fifteen Minuets by Nick Krol: On the flipside heres a song that goes with Eef and Maxs friendship fracturing, once again more from Eefs side than Maxs. THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTINGGG

As far as songs for the boys as individuals hmmm thats a good one that I havent thought about as much...

MAX + The Ghosts by The Real Tuesday Weld: That survivors guilt... lyrics arent like a perfect match but I think it gets that sort of hollow feeling across. Hes haunted man... + Final Girl by Electric Youth: Ok its a little funny because har har Final Girl Trope but I mean HE IS ONE. ANd dont look at me its a nice song- "Others were gone, and you kept going on, You know they never really noticed, you were always different, One by one, They're all done, And you're the last one standing" + Going Grazy by Lonesome Wyatt and the Holy Spooks: HONESTLY this could go for all the characters but Im tagging it onto Max because hes the one who has to deal with the aftermath of losing everyone (sorry survivors guilt Max again </3) "Everyone's saying my mind is unsound, 'Cause I always see you when you aren't around" "They're gonna wrap me in a jacket of white, And lock me away in a room without light" is what cements it as a Max song for me

EEF + The Existential Threat by Sparks: Once again starting sad, I link this one specifically to his paranoia about the worms- especially with lines like "Can't they see the existential threat is on its way". Kind of exasperated no one else can see the danger (he thinks) hes in. + Wrecking Ball by Mother Mother: I know I know its basic but I cant help it!!! Eef anger issues arc we are shaking hands me too + Haunted by Laura Les: Eef struggles with people seeing him as "just like his father" and I think we can get some good angst out of this track if we keep that in mind. Especially the back half of the song with lyrics like "Do you think I'm frightening?" and "Mirrors shatter when I'm passing, broken glass and crashing" since he is just a reflection of his dad (to others at least). Also song good.

KENT + Goodbye Mr A by The Hoosiers: Mfw the disillusionment with authority sets in. I think the vibe fits when he had that little epiphany about how adults are fucked- not perfect but it gets the idea across me thinks. + I'm Gonna Win by Rob Cantor: Ties into his need to "win" aka be the best at everything, be in charge, all that jazz! Hell do whatever it takes to be successful, even if it hurts. That was a little emo + Toba the Tura by Forgive Durden ft Chris Conley: Not to be emo again but "They say you're gifted, well I just see a scared kid. They must have flipped it, your skills are latent. O, you snuffed the glow. Replaced it with coals. Threw away the throne... This mess that you've made, it's a six-foot grave. It's a home for your lonesome bones that remain. We'll disappear, but you'll stay here to rot" AND SO ON AND SO FOURTH representing his fall after it was revealed he was sick. He was referred to as "the uncrowned king" and was on top of the world but then POOF that all crumbled and it was made out that he basically deserved what happened to him. It would be fun to make a pmv of him with this song (Simplifying my thoughts a bit because Ive already written a LOT)

NEWT + I Earn My Life by Lemon Demon: Ok a little Kentcore but Im actually having a hard time coming up with songs for Newton so here we are, they can share. Newt existential crisis moment time I guess + Know How by The Crane Wives: POV Newt struggles with going through with the plans he makes to keep everyone safe (stopping Max from touching Kent, going back into the cabin, etc) "I am not brave, I am not brave, I keep my focus on what is safe, You drew a line, made up your mind, And now I'm struggling to realize" And also maybe struggling with his place in the group and as a person in general- all that living through his cousin thing. "I gotta wrap my head around, What my heart is telling me, I've been trying to drown it out, Just because I know what I am, I am supposed to do now, Doesn't mean I know, Doesn't mean I know how" + On The Outside by Oingo Boingo: Idk man. Hes on the outside lookin in!! Loner nerd!! Its ok though, we still love him

SHEL + Bad Blood by Creature Feature: The lyrics speak for themselves: "I can guarantee I will do evil things, The only way that you can stop me now, Is if you put me in the ground, Somewhere I'll never be found" + Frontier Psychologist by The Avalanches: Hinges on the fact that the principal or whoever was like "Your sons a freak" and Shels mom was like "HES PERFECTLY FINE" while Shelley was like dismembering an animal or something + Johnny by American Murder Song: The songs good but theres this ONE LYRIC that sucks so the link provided is an edited version and also a lovely Warriors oc video I think you should all enjoy and support <3 Anyway Shel would be Johnny I could see this song being a scene in the book. Field trip to Shels house and they find his murder garden

If anyone wants more for Im not opposed to making another post :^)

#SORRY THIS TOOK A BIT #I had to use my brainpower and I am very easily distracted #max kirkwood #ephraim elliot #kent jenks #newton thornton #shelley longpre #the troop #the troop nick cutter

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igotthejuice · 4 years

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Part 2 of My Bumble Date from Hell

Okay, I’m back! So anyways, I ran behind him out of fear he was going to put his hands on her but don’t worry, he’s not a complete idiot, he didn’t touch her. He did get real close to her and started yelling at her. By the time I got over there she was walking away. I finally told him we need to go. He insisted he was fine and to not let that moment ruin our date…too fucking late but you know what, for whatever dumb ass reason I said okay LI still regret that decision and it got so much worse. So, now that everyone’s staring at us, we go back to our picnic area and he continues to drink and record me *eye roll*. Oh he brought speakers too, I’m not gonna lie, his music choice was a vibe. But he ruined that shit too low key. He acted like it was his playlist but it was actually a Brent Faiyaz Spotify playlist…which, I mean I’m not judging…but I’m judging, but only because he acted like that was his beautiful creation. Why lie about that? Anyways, it happened guys, the moment I was most afraid of, he turned to me and said, “oh shit, you know Blaine?! She told me to tell you hi!” I was so fucking pissed. Blaine was one of those girls I knew but would never tell my business to. She seems to always know peoples business. I kid you not, within 30 seconds of him saying that, I got a DM from her saying “Yo you know he has a whole ass kid on the way right?” My. Stomach. Turned. I dropped my phone and just stared at him. His drunk ass didn’t even notice. So, once I gathered myself I told Blaine I had no fucking idea but good looks. I may not fuck with Blaine but in that moment I did, she responded with sending me the girls IG profile, clutch. Luckily it wasn’t private. My heart was racing, we all know that feeling, scrolling hella carefully to make sure you don’t accidentally like anything, meanwhile he’s just living his best live with not a clue of what’s going on. Just goofy. So I’m scrolling and it didn’t look like they were in a relationship but he was definitely the dad. The picture of them at the baby shower, yea y’all she’s been pregnant for a while, had a caption that said “Our situation may not be ideal but I’ll always respect you as the father of my son.” So that’s why I figured they probably aren’t dating but still! Call me crazy but if you have a kid or one on the way that’s definitely worth mentioning. So anyways, I’m scrolling and scrolling on her page and guess who tf I see. The girl taking the pictures of us. Yup, she was at the baby shower, I didn’t know her relation to them but she was for sure there. This idiot knew her all along. So now I’m pissed because I’m clearly caught up in some mess but also, this girl was really taking pics of me and my dumb ass was too naïve to realize, sticking up for her and everything. Ughhh!! So when I finally got over the initial shock, I was like “Yo”, and I showed him the phone. Y’all I can’t make this shit up, this man instantly burst into tears. Sir. Fuck is you cryin for? Because you were exposed? Ewww. I rolled my eyes and started packing my shit. He started crying even more and, I mean do have a heart y’all. I felt bad just leaving him there crying. Sometimes I wish I was ruthless. So here I was, consoling a liar in the middle of a pandemic, and he starts coming up with all of these reasons for why he didn’t tell me. All BS tbh. Oh and that girl is the future kids moms best friend AKA the God Mother. She happened to see us and was investigating, as any good friend would. Kudos to her frfr. So once he calmed down I told him we should leave and he said he wanted to show me something to try and make up for everything. I just wanted this “date” to be over but he clearly was hurting and I knew I would never talk to him ever again so I said fine. He suggested we go to the water to see the sunset. Ehhh that part was actually really cute. So anyways we were chillen by the water and it was beautiful, I was actually considering hearing him out when he sobered up BUT…this dumb ass thought it would be funny to rough house near the water, he thought tickling me would be cute…I hate being tickled. It’s the worst feeling because I’m telling the person to stop but I’m laughing so it’s misleading lol. I should start putting a “No tickling” disclaimer in my bios. Anyways, after trying to escape the “tickle monster” I kept backing up, tripped on a rock and fell in the Nasty! Ass! Water! I got out the water drenched and just fucking lost it! Everything I had bottled up just exploded and I just went off on him the way Tyra Banks went off on that one girl we were all supposedly rooting for back in the day. Anyways, I guess he didn’t like what I had to say because he started going off on me. I don’t really remember what he was saying because he was so damn drunk and barely making any sense but I do remember him saying “Nobodies fucking with your dusty ass anyways.” Oooop. Bruh that shit honestly had me weak though…but only because I know I’m not dusty and that’s on periodt. But also, I love a good roast session. So anyways, I’m walking back to go get my skates so I can get tf and they weren’t there…yup, my fucking skates were gone. I mean why not? It was a horrible date already, lets top it off with my skates being stolen, nbd. Anyways, I hopped my nasty soaked ass in an uber and ubered my ass home. As you know by now from my other blogs, ya girl is a whole ass investigator outchea. As soon as I got comfortable I went back on his future kids moms IG and just started digging lol. Lucky for me she’s one of those girls that posts everything so it was quite entertaining. I didn’t really find anything juicy out though, just that the bike he came with was hers, apparently he didn’t have a car for a while so she was kind enough to let him use her bike since she couldn’t use it right now, maybe it was her brothers, idk but regardless, the FUCKING nerve of him. Long story short, I got the juice and I don’t have time for shit like that and I think I answered my own question, no second chance for him. He’s actually texting me now saying he was so embarrassed and out of character. Aht aht, sucks to suck. Lmao what a damn mess? Well anyways, I’m about to be out. Oh guess what?! Remember the ex I mentioned a few blogs ago? The one that led to my 9 months of celibacy? I think it’s time I fill you guys in on that story. I’m going to a cookout this weekend and him and his new gf will be there. I hate having mutual friends with ex’s. The last time we spoke he drunk called me and told me he regrets everything and that he was sorry and he wanted to meet up…his girl was in the other room.

#igotthejuice #part2 #tickle monster #the nerve #aht aht #bumble date #periodt #wednesday #celibacy #date from hell #brent faiyaz #spotify

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corancoranthemagicalman · 3 years

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IDK how prompts work......i pick number 12! With destiel? Or do you need more than that??

That’s perfectly great!! Since this prompt list is based on the song (associated with that number) on my playlist, that’s the “prompt” as it were. If that makes sense. LMAO.

So the number you picked is twelve and that’s Marbles by The Amazing Devil on my Spotify Wrapped!! So here’s some Destiel with a hint of Marbles. And I am literally already dying because the first line of Marbles is “I've held your hand since 1979.” Dean Winchester’s birthday? Jan. 24, 1979. So. Destiny and all of that. Other things of note: Cassiel - the angel Castiel is based on - is the angel of tears and solitude. That doesn’t matter here but it made me sad. Another thing is that since Aneal was thought to be Anna’s name but was later introduced in season 13 as a different character, I named her Ananiel who is considered to be a “watcher.” I thought that was fitting since Anna watched humanity and fell.

You can read it on AO3 if you’d prefer. This one got longer than I meant it to. :|

And you can prompt me here for some writing!! 700 followers and 100 songs!!

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It was a cold night in January when it began. Castiel recalled the humans had recently marked the year 1979. The evening was an ordinary one save for the birth of one, small child. Crying, the babe called out for his mother. Like most humans, the babe hungered. Humans milled about before affixing the newborn into the arms of a tired but brightly smiling mother.

Castiel approached Ananiel as the Garrison Captain watched in silent awe. It was an emotion unfathomable to Castiel in regards to humans. Ananiel’s fascination with humanity was not something Castiel could grasp, but their order from God was clear. They were to be humanity’s keepers. In this regard, Ananiel’s ever-watchful eye over humanity was something that Castiel could understand.

Even this aside, the birth of the Righteous Man was a sight to behold and witness. Castiel was certain many an angel had paused in their duties to watch on as the Michael Sword drew in his first breath.

“They’re so unassuming, aren’t they?” Ananiel spoke. When Castiel did not respond, Ananiel continued. “He’s so small. Fragile.”

Castiel cast his gaze, watched on as the small babe’s cries silenced at the hushing of his mother. “It is… difficult … to understand that this one will one day become Michael’s sword against Lucifer.”

Ananiel looked displeased at Castiel’s response, turning to face the future Righteous Man. “No, it’s not just that, Castiel.” The Captain furled their body into something smaller, a reflection of the vessels they would have to wear as they walked the Earth. Wordlessly, Castiel followed suit and moved forward with her.

“All of them.” Ananiel’s words were but a whisper. “All of humanity. So small and frail.” The Captain turned their gaze away from Kansas, to Paris, to Istanbul, to Sweden, and to everywhere and nowhere all at once. “Look at them, Castiel. Look at all that they have done on their own.”

But Castiel did not see what Ananiel was gazing upon. Where his Captain saw monuments and civilization Castiel only saw desolation and despair. A people crying out and misguided as they turned away from God. Castiel told Ananiel this, spoke about the heinous atrocities of humanity that he saw reaped and sowed in equal measure. Again Ananiel was displeased.

“Castiel,” Ananiel spoke. “One day you will see.” Ananiel looked upon the Michael Sword once again.

“What will I see?” Castiel inquired as Ananiel knelt from their position over Michael’s True Vessel. They sat beside Ananiel, eyes becoming unsteady as they tried to observe the same things Ananiel did.

Ananiel offered a smile, eyes kept to the small hospital room. “They are God’s greatest Creation.”

Humming, Castiel was not sure that he could dispute that. Their father had ordered Humanity to be their priority. Lucifer had rebelled because Humanity had been loved more. Certainly, God had viewed Humanity as His greatest Creation. Why would Castiel assume differently?

Castiel kept their assumptions to themselves. They did not wish to lessen Ananiel’s view of them. Their Garrison Captain had humored them enough with their lack of understanding. They were still young. Perhaps with age, Castiel would know. For now, they would wait with the hope of understanding one day.

Then it continued in a motel. The year is 2018 and this is where the End begins. Castiel had not wanted to stay beside his brethren as they let Lucifer rise to destroy Humanity. They had been commanded to protect Humanity, God’s favorite Creation. He would continue to do so besides the Winchester brothers.

He wondered if he now understood what Ananiel had meant all those years ago. Watching the Righteous Man, shoulders heavy and eyes dim, Castiel was reminded of the crying child. Only this time, the child did not allow themselves to cry when they needed something. Instead, Dean Winchester held his tongue. He cleaned his gun as Sam Winchester lay sleeping in the opposite bed.

Dean Winchester was… peculiar . He was an enigma wrapped in mystery only to be thrown in the deepest, darkest depths so that his secrets might never see light. But Castiel had seen Dean’s secrets. He had held the man’s very soul in his hands, putting it together piece by piece. He was nothing that Castiel once thought the Michael Sword should have been.

But with that in mind, Dean was not the Michael Sword, was he? He was not the Righteous Man , but a good man . One who was willing to sacrifice everything for his brother and most everything for Humanity. He had fought harder and longer than some of the angels within Castiel’s own Garrison to protect Humanity as God commanded. In this way, perhaps Dean was a soldier of Heaven. A true warrior of God, fighting for His command.

“You should rest.” Castiel finally spoke, watching as Dean continued his meticulous work.

“You should too,” Dean responded as his gaze remained upon his work. His hands were rough, calloused, but handled his weapon with care. A silent duality to an ever curiously crafted man.

Castiel held his words for a moment, thoughts forming and imploding all at once until he could speak. “I do not require rest, Dean.” He spoke eventually, the human voice granted to him by James Novak restrained as he tried to let Sam sleep. Whispering, Dean had referred to it as once. To let humans sleep.

“Well,” Dean sighed, setting aside his tools before beginning to reassemble his weapon. “I guess that means we can just stay up late. Braid each other’s hair and talk about the new High School Musical coming out.”

Furrowing the brow of his human vessel in curiosity, Castiel leaned forward from where he sat at one of the chairs placed by the table. Dean removed his things from atop the bedsheets before meeting his gaze. “I do not think that is what you want, Dean.”

Dean rolled his eyes, standing and taking his things to be placed within his bag. “It’s a joke , Cas.” He huffed. “No one actually cares about Senior Year anyway.” There is a muttering of words that Castiel does not strain himself to understand but Dean turns to face him and continues. “Seriously, go on. You perch on some telephone wire while Sam and I get a few hours.”

Castiel felt annoyance trickle along his very being at the insinuation of birdlike habits. But this was how Dean Winchester communicated. In the same way he referred to Sam as a bitch , he meant brother . It was something Castiel was beginning to grow accustomed to.

Standing, Castiel nodded in understanding. Dean did not like to be watched over so closely while resting. Perhaps it was an instinct ingrained into him through his life as a Hunter. “Of course,” he whispered. “Sleep well, Dean.” With an unfurling of his wings that Dean could not see, Castiel cast himself outside of the motel room.

He stared for a moment at the old paint that marked the motel’s wall. He could almost hear Dean sigh, the Righteous Man allowing his shoulders to sag now that there was no appearance to keep up. Dean Winchester would staple a steel bar to his back if such a thing were possible and if it were viable for keeping his posture upright when facing anyone, kin or not.

It was… admirable , Castiel considered. That Dean Winchester would not allow himself to be viewed as vulnerable. He had been charged to watch over his brother much like Castiel had been charged with watching over Dean. It was… familiar , in an oddly disturbing way. That Castiel could see so much of himself within Dean. When first touching Dean’s soul, Castiel had assumed this was because Dean himself was like an angel. Now, though, Castiel could not help but wonder if it were because he was like a human .

He could remember Ananiel’s fall too freshly. Turning to face away from the motel, Castiel could do nothing but wait and hope that they could defeat Lucifer. That he would not stray as Ananiel did.

In Heaven, while the Earth has reached its year of 2020, so much has changed. An aching amount of years had passed with much too much love and pain chained along with those years. Castiel watched and waited, hope catching in his throat. Perhaps, now with Chuck finally defeated and Jack residing over Heaven as God, the Winchesters could rest. They could find peace.

Castiel rubbed at the place over his chest where his heart resided. His chest, he considered it, as it had been a long time since he considered his body a vessel . There was a beautiful sort of ache knowing that someone you loved would finally get to achieve their happiness. Perhaps this is what Anna had meant all those years ago. Perhaps she too had seen the man that Dean Winchester would become, or the hope of the man he could be. Or perhaps she had no idea whatsoever what it meant to fall in love with a human.

Jack turned from the board he had been staring at blankly. Castiel had no clue as to where the young God’s gaze had turned, but he welcomed him back with a warm smile. Jack, however, greeted his smile with something small and bittersweet.

Furrowing his brow, Castiel placed his hand on Jack’s shoulder. “What is it?” He asked softly. Had already there begun a war to fight? Was there no time for rest as Heaven had been recrafted and Humanity given their Free Will?

“It’s Dean,” Jack spoke gently. “He’s… here.” His words eventually drew out from him, reaching Castiel’s grace and morphing his hesitant spirit into one of sorrow. Already Dean Winchester was dead, resigned to Heaven when there was still a full life on Earth to have been had for him.

“Oh,” Castiel let out in a breath. He felt Heaven spin around him, vision swirling until he was forced to take a seat. Jack followed him, arms reaching out but withheld as not to touch Castiel. “Dean Winchester is…”

“Dead.” Jack nodded as that bittersweet smile remained. “Yes. He’s at the Roadhouse with Bobby Singer now.”

Castiel swallowed heavily. The thought that Dean was being greeted by a familiar and warm face was a soothing balm to the gaping wound left in his heart. “That’s good.” His throat felt constricted around his words. With these thoughts, he could understand the bittersweetness to Jack’s smile. Perhaps this was how Dean Winchester found his peace and true rest. It was unfair , certainly, that Dean should pass so young and not see his peace out on Earth. It was almost cruel when Dean wanted nothing more than a family . Then a home .

Jack smiled then, inhaling a deep breath and transforming his expression. “Time passes differently here, doesn’t it?” He contemplated after the long silence. “I mean, I see everything all at once and yet I experience things in both Heaven and Earth.”

“I… suppose.” Castiel bobbed his head for a moment, folding his hands to rest on his lap. “When I was in Heaven, before all of… everything … there were moments of time that would pass that to the Winchesters was months, or sometimes the reverse was true. And I would be fighting for months and have only been gone a few minutes.”

There was understanding, soft like a new dawn, across Jack’s face. “He’s here now too. Sam, I mean.”

Releasing the breath that he had not known he was holding, Castiel smiled. “Good.” He spoke genuinely with his throat less dry and his words less hollow. “Now he can have peace.”

Jack furrowed his brow, blinking in something akin to surprise at Castiel’s words. “No.” His words were firm but gentle, reminding Castiel of the displeasure Anna had displayed to him many lifetimes ago. “He doesn’t have everything to complete his Heaven yet.”

Castiel could remember watching Dean rake leaves. Waiting with a silent hope that somehow Dean would see him , despite hiding himself from Dean’s gaze. He could remember avoiding Dean’s presence in Purgatory with the blind hope that waiting his time would save Dean . He could remember Naomi and the tablets and countless other things that had left Castiel waiting and hoping .

He could wait and hope for this too. For Dean’s happiness. Perhaps in that short time before his arrival in Heaven - had it been short at all? - Dean had lived something of a life, had met someone. There was a hope that all Dean would have to do was wait and he could have his peace.

“He’s waiting.” Jack’s voice rang out, resonating within Castiel’s grace. Once a meager captain, once a seraph, now an archangel for Jack’s reign as God, Castiel could equate his grace to a soul . The very core of his being despite how much it had been rebuilt and replaced to keep him alive, to keep him powered.

“How much longer will he have to wait?” Castiel asked, fearful of the answer but desperate for it all the same.

Smiling, Jack took the seat across from Castiel and mirrored the templing of his hands. “Soon.” He answered instead. “Did you know that when you rebuilt Dean’s soul you stitched him together with your grace?”

Confused, Castiel slowly nodded. “Yes, but…” he cut his words short, furrowing his brow as he tried to puzzle Jack’s words. “But Dean’s soul and my grace are not what they once were.”

“No,” Jack agreed, tilting his head and gathering his thoughts in a single breath. “No, you aren’t the same. Except you are. You’ve… grown, I suppose. But at your hearts, you’re the same.”

Castiel could concur to that, thinking on how they had not changed. They had continued in their patterns until their deaths. The only thing that had differed in their twelve years of kinship was Castiel’s deathbed confession. He grimaced at the thought, thinking of the weight he must have placed upon Dean’s shoulders, knowing that his love for the man had been what sentenced Castiel to death. Yet Castiel could not regret any actions that might have spared Dean.

Suddenly, Castiel heard a faint voice. It was quieter than a songbird’s first tune but thrice as precious. Dean Winchester’s voice called out, a silent prayer, a calling of longing. Castiel’s eyes widened and yet Jack looked as if he had been expecting this.

“You didn’t forget where you placed your marbles, did you?” He teased, a smile bright stretching his face into something that felt close to Heaven in Castiel’s heart.

“No,” Castiel answered without hesitation. Dean’s longing called again, asking for Castiel. “But…”

Jack laughed, standing and placing his hands on Castiel’s shoulders. “Go find out where Dean Winchester placed his marbles.” He winked and released his grip on Castiel before turning back to the board they had been working over. “I’ll be here when you’re done.” Jack grinned. “Think of it like a 9 to 5 for God.”

Huffing a surprised laugh, Castiel stood. His hands shook and his knees felt weak. “I’ll… see you soon.” He promised, unfurling his wings and stretching his form before taking flight.

It continued like this. Castiel was in Heaven, staring at his reflection in the bathroom mirror. The blue eyes contained within his body reminded him of the river not far from the cabin. The lines on his face reminded him of crow’s feet as he smiled. The hair atop his head was askew from a good night’s rest before, sleeping heavily with content in a large room on a large bed.

Arms, warm, wrapped around his waist. Dean’s chin rested atop his shoulder and a green gaze met his own in the reflection. “Mornin’, sunshine,” Dean mumbled, smiling sleepily to which Castiel could do not much more than return it.

“Good morning, Dean.” Castiel rumbled, felt his happiness roll out from him like thunder, before turning in Dean’s arms to run his fingers through golden hair. “What are we going to do today?”

Dean hummed, closing his eyes and resting his forehead against Castiel’s own. He peered one eye open carefully to catch Castiel’s before closing it again with a smile. “How about you and I go to the lake.” He offered a breathy chuckle. “Off by the pier. Just you and me.” A sharp nose ran gently across Castiel’s cheek, a kiss of skin as Dean tightened his arms around Castiel’s waist.

“That sounds wonderful,” Castiel murmured, closing his eyes and inhaling sharply this scent of familiarity in their shared bathroom.

“Good.” Dean drew back with a smile but not before placing a soft kiss to the corner of Castiel’s mouth. “I’ve got a good feeling about today.”

Offering a blinding smile, Castiel threaded his fingers through Dean’s hair. “Me too.”

#c answers #destiel #c writes #merpancake #spn spoilers #700 followers/100 songs

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Take My Hand... | Carlton Drake x Reader (One-shot)

Words: 1908

Warning: Implied smut if you squint really hard, a load of cheesy fluffiness

A/N: Guess who’s been watching Crazy Rich Asians again and replaying the wedding scene?? I’m tempted to write a CRA AU but idk which character I should write it for. Carlton?? I have too much wips, I’m surprised I was able to do this one-shot.

It’s a modern AU where they all knew each other from high school/college and Carlton is still CEO of a company.

You stood with the rest of the bridesmaids, gripping on to your bouquet tightly. Eddie and Anne were finally getting married and you were the maid of honor while Dan was the best man. You could see Eddie shifting around nervously, fixing his tie as the music started playing. You gave him a reassuring smile and nodded over down the aisle where the double doors opened, revealing Anne in a beautiful white dress. Two little flower girls skipped in front of her, flying pink flower petals down the aisle, followed by a little boy carrying the black velvet box. Dan knelt to his level and took it from him, taking out the ring and handing it over to Eddie. He patted him on the back and stepped away. Eddie’s breath caught in his throat as Anne began to gracefully walk down the aisle, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down as he swallowed.

You grinned at the way the couple gazed at each other, happy that your best friends finally together. You turned away before tears could ruin your makeup, your eyes landing on your boyfriend in the front row. Eddie didn’t want him to be a groomsman, a decision that made your eyes roll, but it was his wedding and you had to live with it. Carlton ended up helping to pay for the reception, as a generous peace offering to Anne and to simply spite Eddie.

Carlton smiled in awe up at you, mouthing, “You’re so beautiful.”

“You, too,” you mouthed back, making him silently chuckle. He really looked good, though, sitting there with a white button shirt and tux and styled hair. It was different from his usual style of tracksuits under a suit jacket and a simple hairstyle.

You shook your head, distracting yourself with the pink and white flowers in your hands. The makeup was unfortunately not water-proof and you didn’t want it to run before Anne even reached the podium. Some people were already crying as the wedding proceeded, a few bridesmaids sniffling next to you. Due to their style, their vows had some comedic bantering that helped lightened the mood. Eddie even pointed a warning finger at everyone when they were asked if anyone objected, even pointing at Dan who raised his hands in surrender. Anne smacked Eddie’s arm and smiled.

“I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride.”

Anne pulled Eddie by his tie and wrapped her other arm around his neck, making him stumble forward as she kissed him. You laughed, clapping with everyone else. Your eyes went back to Carlton who had been watching you to whole time. He sent you a wink and blew you a kiss that still made your heart flutter no matter how many times he’s done it.

Eddie had disapproved with the size of the reception, but Anne convinced him to go with it since they weren’t paying for it anyways. It was a time to celebrate their happiness with their friends and family after all. A band played on a built stage while Anne and Eddie danced with the kids, other guests dancing around them. The cake had already been cut and the champagne bottles open, so everyone was either having fun dancing or indulging themselves in dessert. You laughed as the kids continuously separated Eddie from Anne on the dance floor, thought he didn’t do much to protest.

Carlton came back with two cake slices, kissing you on the forehead. “What’s so funny?” he asked.

“The kids won’t let Eddie dance with Annie,” you said, laughing as one of the boys latched onto Eddie’s leg.

“Whose kid is this, serious?” Eddie shouted, pointing at the boy.

Anne waved you over to come dance with her. “Wanna join?” you asked Carlton.

“I don’t really dance,” he said, “but you can go on ahead.”

You pouted, making Carlton chuckle as he leaned over to kiss your lips. You sighed in defeat, taking one bite of the cake before joining Anne on the dance floor. Kids immediately swarmed you and Anne as the two of you spun around. One girl ran over to you and gave each of you a flower crown. Anne bent down first, allowing the girl to put it on her head and you followed suit, thanking her. She giggled and ran off to find her friends.

“Can you guys help me pry this koala off?” Eddie pleaded.

You and Anne exchanged a look and walked over to him. You knelt to the boy’s eye level, persuading him to let go. Then, an idea struck you as you thought of Carlton sitting by himself at your table. You whispered to the boy and his friends your plan, promising them more cake if they do it. They nodded enthusiastically, scurrying away to set the plan in motion.

Carlton ended up eating both pieces of the cake as he sat and watch you dance. He wasn’t much of a dancer, and it wasn’t like he had much opportunities to dance in the first place. It was always work for him and if he were to be invited to charity events, he would mostly walk around and mingle with prospective clients and business partners. He knew that you loved to dance, though. Waking up with your side of the bed empty, he would see you dancing around in the kitchen, singing along with your Spotify playlist. You would drag him closer and make him spin you around, which was the extent of his dancing abilities.

A grin automatically spread across his face as you spun around, your light pink dress fanning around you. That morning, you had to leave the hotel early to help Anne get ready for the wedding, so he couldn’t see you in that dress. He sat in the front row and was rendered speechless as you walked to the front, leading the rest of the bridesmaids. The way your (y/h/c) fell off your shoulders and down your back, the way the dress fitted perfectly around you and flowed around your feet as if you were floating. He couldn’t keep his eyes away from you.

You met Carlton’s eyes and smiled, turning to disappear into the growing crowd on the dance floor.

“Excuse me,” a small voice said next to him.

Carlton looked down and saw the same boy that was latched to Eddie. He smiled at him. “Hey, there, little buddy.”

“Princess (Y/n) said to give you this,” the boy said, holding up a pink flower crown and a rose with a note on it.

Carlton took them both, reading the note that was clearly in your handwriting. The boy had scurried off into the crowd as soon as his job was done.

“Meet me in the garden, my prince,” it read. “P.S. Yes, you do have to wear the flower crown.”

He chuckled, remembering the time you told him he looked like a Disney prince wearing a suit and had tried to convince him to dress up as Aladdin during Halloween. When he saw you in your Princess Jasmine costume, the two of you couldn’t make it to your friend’s costume party.

He got up and made his way outside, ducking away from the party and into the still night. The garden was well lit with solar powered lights lining the pathways and fairy lights strewn across the trees and around the gazebo where you waited. Petals were scattered on the stone pathway that led to the gazebo, a small set of speakers sitting on the steps next to your phone.

“You know, I should be the one making these surprise events,” Carlton said, drawing your attention away from the rest of the garden. He walked up to the gazebo and kissed your hand. “My princess, you’ve summoned me?”

“Yes, I have, my prince,” you said, playing along. You took the flower crown from his hand and placed on his head with a satisfied smirk. “Dance with me.”

“(Y/n/n)… ”

“It’s just us here, Car. Please,” you pleaded.

Carlton drooped his head as he thought it over. Although he was frowning, it was hard to take him seriously with that crown on his head and he really looked cute with it on.

“Okay, okay, just… don’t get mad when I step on your shoes or your dress, okay?” he said.

You grabbed his face and peppered it with kisses before turning and setting up the music on your phone. A string of melodic chords filled the gazebo as the music started. You led Carlton to the middle, wrapping your arms around his neck. He chuckled, almost nervously, as he fought the urge to look at his feet placement.

Wise men say… only fools rushed in… But I… can’t… help… falling in love… with… you…

He attentively placed his hands on your waist and drew you in closer. You decided to lead first until he got the hang of it, swaying side to side, but never breaking eye contact with him. You smiled as he grew more confident in his steps and allowed him to guide you around the gazebo. Your heart fluttered under his soft gaze, feeling so loved and adored as he admired how you look under the fairy lights.

“You’re perfect,” he whispered under his breath.

“I’m not,” you said, ducking your head.

He lifted your chin with his fingers. “You are. (Y/n), when I first saw you in that dress… seeing you down that aisle… It’s like I’ve fallen in love with you all over again.”

“Who knew the big CEO of Life Industries was a big sap? If Tony Stark heard you, he’d be gagging right now,” you teased.

Carlton rolled his eyes playfully. “Please, don’t bring up that billionaire playboy ever again.”

“And philanthropist, Mr. San Fran’s most eligible bachelor,” you added.

He sighed. “I don’t know why they keep saying I’m an eligible bachelor when I have you.”

“Maybe they think I’m not good enough for you.”

“Which I find ridiculous because it took me so long chasing after you and to have you notice me. You were just so intelligent and beautiful and funny, and I thought I wasn’t going to be good enough for you. Plus, you were friends with Eddie who hated me back in school. At least Anne was kind to me. She was the one that told me about you. I never thought you’d ever see me more than a friend.”

You laughed. “Well, back then I never really thought of being in a relationship. I had these goals set out before me and I felt that having a relationship will set things back. This was all coming from a place where the people I had been interested in hadn’t fully supported my goals and I felt discouraged. I never thought I’d find someone that would actually just… fit, you know, like a puzzle piece. It just felt right with you, but I was scared to rush things. I didn’t want to ruin our friendship.”

“Well,” he paused to twirl you around, “You’re still my best friend, but more.”

“Yeah? You’re going to give me that soulmate speech?”

Carlton chuckled. “No, we both know it by heart, just by looking at each other.”

So, take my hand… take my whole life, too… for I… can’t… help… falling in love… with… you…

For I… can’t… help… falling in love… with… you…

#carlton drake x reader #Carlton Drake imagine #Riz Ahmed #venom 2018 #marvel #oneshot #Fluff #CRA reference

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Enjolras’ Anon part 10

eyyy I’m back with another update. just to let you know, i’ll be on hotel wifi soon so idk if i’ll be updating on my regular schedule.

AO3 and all that jazz

Enjolras woke up with a gasp. Cold sweat rested on his forehead and his blankets were almost completely off the bed. He sat up, putting his head into his hands. The images of his dream passed through his head.

Truth be told, he knew he was going to have nightmares. It’s a part of his excitement and anticipation that wakes him up early and makes it hard to sleep.

Enjolras sighed, refusing to think about his dream and instead stood up. His phone read 10:56, which was later than he expected to wake up, but he wasn’t surprised. He was active pretty late last night.

Enjolras shrugged off his pajamas and pulled on a comfortable shirt and a pair of jeans. He pulled up his hair into a loose ponytail, holding the hairband with his teeth while he did so. Enjolras walked into the bathroom and splashed water onto his face.

When he looked in the mirror, he noticed some dark circles under his eyes. He knew he was up late, but in total he had gotten a fair amount of sleep. More sleep than he got most nights anyway. Enjolras sighed, knowing that no amount of concealer would get rid of them, and he really didn’t want to wear any makeup today.

Enjolras was antsy as he waited to leave his house. It took only ten minutes to get dressed and cleaned up, which left him a full twenty minutes before he had to go. A five minute walk to the specific bus stop and a ten minute ride was like second nature to Enjolras.

He opened up his phone, checking for any messages. Apparently Courfeyrac had woken up around 8:30 and was doing a deep clean of his apartment. When Enjolras asked him why, Courf just replied with “Spite.” He had also received a text from a worried Combeferre who was concerned why Courfeyrac had taken up the task of cleaning his apartment.

Enjolras grabbed his headphones and put on his Spotify playlist. It only lasted a few minutes, as he just couldn’t focus on the music. He groaned, slouching down in his chair. Out of the corner of his eye, Enjolras saw his clock. It was ticking by slowly, as if it was mocking him.

He ran through a list of things he could do, but he decided against all of it. He couldn’t make food because he was going out to lunch. Getting dressed again was too much of a hassle, and was extremely unnecessary. He wasn’t going to sink as low as Courfeyrac had, mainly because he didn’t have the time to clean his apartment.

When it was finally time to go, Enjolras rushed out the door. The warm summer air hit him like a ton of bricks. His apartment wasn’t exactly air conditioned, it just had really strong windows and fans. The summer heat was exhausting, even just the short walk was a lot. The humidity was spread thick across the city and didn’t have any intention of leaving.

Enjolras didn’t mind the heat as much as he did the humidity. Being warm was nice, it had many things you could do. Take a bike ride, go for a walk, visit local attractions. But being hot was another thing entirely. When you were hot, it drained you. It wasn’t calming and it felt like you couldn’t feel cool ever again.

Enjolras ducked into the bus stop, thankful for the cover and place to sit. It didn’t rid of the humidity, but it did block out the sun, which was somewhat helpful.

It was just his luck that the bus was a few minutes late. It wasn’t much of a wait, only three minutes, but it was three minutes too long. Enjolras had a schedule, and he really didn’t want that schedule to be interrupted.

The inside of the bus was a godsend. Again, it didn’t have air conditioning, but it was fast moving and much cooler than the outside air. Enjolras regretted not taking his water bottle with him and made a mental note to get water when he met Grantaire for lunch.

When he had to get off the bus, Enjolras’ worries started to build back up. He would be asking Grantaire out today and he had no idea how that would go. What if it went wrong? What if Grantaire rejected him? Enjolras stopped for a second, took a deep breath, and continued walking. The woman next to him gave him a weird look, but Enjolras was too focused to notice.

As he turned the corner, he saw Grantaire waiting by the door of the cafe. He had a beanie on and a hoodie, neither of which seemed comfortable in this heat. Enjolras smiled and walked up to him.

“Hey!” he greeted Grantaire, giving a small wave.

“Oh hey! Please tell me we’re gonna sit inside?” Grantaire asked. He was trying to pretend that he was okay in the scorching weather, but Enjolras noticed the way he was pushing up the sleeves of his hoodie and how he kept pushing his hand down from reaching up to take off his beanie.

“Of course, it’s too hot out here.” Enjolras opened the door for Grantaire and followed him inside.

“Two of you?” the waitress by the door asked. Enjolras nodded while she grabbed two menus and led them to their seats.

“I hope you didn’t wait long, it’s unbearable out there,” Enjolras commented, opening his menu. Grantaire shook his head. “I took the underground, which was nice and cool, but when I got outside it was much hotter and I was not dressed appropriately. My sweat made it look like I was there longer than I actually was,” he explained.

The waitress came back around and asked for their drink choices. Enjolras ordered water for the both of them, while the waitress laughed and commented on the weather.

“Wow, the weather is a major topic today!” Grantaire stated, laughing slightly. “It’s the only time that talking about the weather isn’t insanely boring,” Enjolras replied.

“So,” R started. “You know this place better than me, and I recommend you the best thing when we last met, so I think it’s only fair that you tell me what’s the best thing here.” Enjolras thought for a second and flipped through the menu. After a few moments, he settled on a sandwich.

“This is the best sandwich you have ever had. They make the bread themselves, and the dressing is so fresh. Basically, everything is home grown or locally bought and you won’t ever find better ingredients than these.” Grantaire whistled, looking over the sandwich. “Ok then, it’s settled.”

The two lapsed into another peaceful silence, both looking over at each other contently. Enjolras felt his blush reach his cheeks again and coughed, trying to distract Grantaire from it. As if she was there to save him, the waitress returned to take their orders.

After they ordered, the waitress gave a small smile. “So are you two here together?” Enjolras’ eyes went wide and shook his head. “We came here together, yes, but we didn’t, you know, come here together-together, yeah.” He turned his head, looking at Grantaire for help, but he was just laughing. “What blondie over here means to say is, we’re just friends.” The waitress smiled a knowing smile to Enjolras, who blushed some more, before leaving to make up the sandwiches.

“Wow, did you drink when you got home, cause that wasn’t the usually cool and confident act that you do.” Enjolras shook his head. “There are multiple things I am not good at. One is recovering from a night out and the other is anything that has to deal with emotions and/or other people’s emotions. Basically, I can talk to people but not about people.”

Grantaire nodded slowly as he tried to take in the sentence. “Yeah,” he finally says. “That makes sense for you.” Enjolras let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. He would make it through the lunch alive, without Grantaire thinking he was acting suspicious.

The lunch went extremely well. Grantaire loved the sandwich, as Enjolras thought he would. It really was the best sandwich. They talked about mundane things, from Jehan’s latest hairstyle to local politics. Enjolras felt himself fall more and more in love with Grantaire every second.

He could hold a conversation extremely well, but what was even better was the fact that he made it interesting. It felt like there was never a dull moment between the two of them. Enjolras felt his face grow tired from all the smiling he did.

When the waitress brought around the check, she slipped a little note to Enjolras. When he opened it, she had written “go get him” in small, neat letters. Enjolras blushed and shoved the note into his pocket. When he looked back up, his heart almost stopped.

Grantaire was attempting to pull off his hoodie, and his shirt was pulling up in the process. His shirt just covered his nipples, showing Enjolras most of Grantaire’s front. He had small words tattooed into his ribs, and Enjolras hopped some day he would be able to read them.

He also had little rolls and marks like lightning along his sides. Enjolras knew that Grantaire must hate it, but it wasn’t anything bad. It gave his body so much character, like you could read his story just by looking at him.

When Grantaire finally got the hoodie off, he blushed and pulled his shirt back down. “Whoops, I didn’t notice that, sorry.” Enjolras managed to squeak out a small “don’t be” before quickly signing the check. “Are you ready to head out?” Enjolras asked, louder this time. Grantaire smiled and nodded, getting out of his chair.

As they walked down the street, Enjolras felt his hands almost brushing Grantaire’s and it was overwhelming. As they made it to a nice view of the river, Enjolras stopped.

Grantaire turned, looking confused. “What’s going on, are you ok? It’s perfectly ok to stop for a second. I wouldn’t want you to get heat stroke.” Enjolras shook his head, insisting he’s ok. “I just need to stop to ask you something.” Grantaire tilted his head, waiting for Enjolras to continue.

“Will you go out with me?”

can you tell i love cliffhangers?

#exr #enjoltaire #enjolras #grantaire #les mis #enjolras' anon #my writing #enj does writing #enj does les mis

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April Favorites

i just thought it would be nice to share some of my favorites this month... ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ

TV Shows

1. Brooklyn Nine-Nine (2013- )

Sooo I became obsessed with this American sitcom that I binge watched this one so hard lol. I even watched their interviews, searched for the cast’s information, stalked their Instagram and Twitter accounts and watched every YouTube videos I can found with them. Idk, I just found myself in love with this show, - especially with Jake and Amy (ohh, i love them so much) I’m still wating for season 6 to arrive on Netflix.

P.S. I even had an unexpected crush on Andy Samberg (Jake Peralta) because of his sense of humor lol (he looked so hot & young at 40)

2. Friends (1994 - 2004)

I started watching the first 2 episodes of Friends last January but I got bored ‘cause I’m not used to watch old american TV shows with background laughs and some of the jokes doesn’t get me. But as I continue to watch the other episodes and I must say, I never knew that this will be so damn good than I expected. I’m now on the third season and I can’t stop. I love everybody on the show, the romances are so healthy, cute and funny. Plus I find Joey Tribbiani (Matt LeBlanc) veryyy cute. (◕‿◕✿)

Movies

1. My Fair Lady (1964)

Another Audrey Hepburn movie, but was deserved to be played by Julie Andrews. I never really liked the singing voice on the movie. It would be a lot better if Julie voiced the songs instead of Marni Nixon. ಠ╭╮ಠ I’m so dissapointed, but anyways, I liked the whole movie. The plot, the choreography, only, Audrey’s voice in a Cockney Accent isn’t that clear so you can’t understand some of the words she’s saying unless there’s a subtitle. I fell in love with the plot. So amazing, sooo classic.

P.S. Why do women in the 50′s up to the 60′s mostly paired up with old man for a romance movie? It's making the movie worse lol.

Books

1. Eleanor & Park (2013)

Author: Rainbow Rowell

If you’re planning to read this and you want just pure butterflies and sweet moments, then this is not recommended for you. This book does not just tackles romance and coming-of-age, you will also encounter some issues like bullying, abuse, and more. As you go deep within the story, you will understand that teen romances has also it’s own issues and problems. This can be an eye opener to those people who witness this kind of issues, what it feels like to be like them and how hard it is to be in their shoes. I was bored reading this at first but not anymore when I realized what the characters were going through in the novel.

YouTubers/YouTube Channels

LIFE:

1. Sophia Concio

I just recently binged almost all of her YouTube videos because her content is so much relaxing. I found her just three weeks ago and her videos can totally make you relax even when you’re having a bad day. She doesn’t brag too much, she just shares what she’s thinking and doing. I also love her edits! This girl is from our country, soo it’s great!

YouTube: Sophia Concio

2. Joslin Nicole

I also love this girl’s content. She gives so many ideas and advice that are very helpful. Plus, she’s making songs which is nice because her’s is also relaxing. By the way, she’s also a Filipina and is currently studying at UP Manila. My bedroom is actually inspired from hers (just so you know lol) she also makes journals, and is very friendly.

YouTube: Joslin Nicole

MAKE UP:

3. Tina Yong

I’ve learned so much from Tina about make ups, skin care and stuffs! Her content is very informative, especially on her tutorials, it helped me a lot since I’m lacking knowledge on how to use them properly. She also made a playlist called “Tina Tries It” where she tries a specific brand of make up her subscribers and fans requested, then she will review it in order for us to know if the product is really effective or worth the price. I can’t imagine YouTube without her. I’ve discovered her channel a year ago but I’m liking her content even more.

YouTube: Tina Yong

4. SammieSpeaks

This girl is great when creating a make up look. I always watch her tutorials when I’m bored and finding myself doing that make up look later. I also love how she’s making her tutorials, very informative and relaxing. Her make up look is so aesthetic. She’s also great at making names for her own make up looks lol.

YouTube: SammieSpeaks

FASHION:

5. bestdressed

Yes, she’s my inspiration when it comes to fashion. I liked her thrift flip videos, her hauls, try ons and more. Her fashion is very trendy and cool, It made me want t buy clothes whenever I watch some of her videos. I also liked her body built, height and she’s so pretty!

YouTube: bestdressed

6. Studio 86

These girls make fashion videos that is Korean inspired based on the weather. They can pull an outfit even if it’s from a thrift store or even if you have 5 clothes available, they can make 10 outfits from them. They have a very nice fashion sense. They do hauls, try-ons and tips on how to pull an outfit nicer.

YouTube: Studio 86

Music

1. Old Fashioned - Bruno Major

I was just watching instagram stories when I first heard this. It was a promotional ad from Spotify, I guess? I swiped up and looked for Bruno Major's song and they were freaking relaxing. I saved this on my playlist and played this a hundred times a day. (lol just kidding) but I liked this song very much. It's on repeat!! ≥﹏≤

2. Easily - Bruno Major

Another freaking lovely song of Bruno that I'm obsessed with. It's so much relaxing to hear.

3. Movie - Tom Misch

When I was making my playlist to put Bruno Major's songs, I stumbled upon this song. You know I love vintage, soo, I liked the voice over on the song, it's so old, classic and the song is so damn great! You must hear this guys!

4. I Want It That Way - Backstreet Boys

Yeah, I know this is an old song but Brooklyn Nine Nine made me to liked this song even more. (you'll know why if you watched B99, everyone loves that cold open lol)

5. Bless Myself - Lucy Hale

I was making my "elementary" playlist and this song makes me remember a lot of things from my childhood. I remember memorizing all of songs in the movie (A Cinderella Story: Once Upon A Song) and how this movie is in repeat everyday. I miss my childhood so much.

6. Wouldn't It Be Loverly? - Julie Andrews

This one is from My Fair Lady, the stage play and as I watched the movie last few weeks, It made me liked this song from Julie Andrews. This was the best version I've ever heard.

7. I Could Have Danced All Night - Julie Andrews

This is my second favorite song after Wouldn't It Be Loverly by Julie Andrews. This is also from her stage play, My Fair Lady. I fell in love by how hshe delivers those high pitch she made, I hope I can do it too.

That's all for now! (･´з`･)

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