Hehe Another One

You can tell exactly when it shifted from losing a friend to losing the love of his life.

Happy women's day to y'all lovelies out there!!

Happy international women’s day!

I can't believe this turned me into mushy goo. Ukw actually I can. It's so frickin fluffy.

For @tootiredmotel's follower celebration, prompt: "is that a threat?"

Suptober Day 11: Pizza Delivery

wc: 695, tags: fluff, marriage proposal (their second proposal because they're already married saps in love)

"Do you know what we need?" Cas asked, fingers grazing against Dean's on the handle of the shopping cart. They were currently in the breakfast cereal aisle; Cas pressed up against Dean's side to let other shoppers pass.

"If you're referencing the list of cereals your son has requested-"

"Our son," Cas corrected, fingertips dancing up the cuff of Dean's sleeve, stroking along the pulsepoint on his husband's wrist.

"Oh, no, when it comes to whatever weird eating habits you and Jack have at 4 in the morning, he's officially your son," Dean replied, turning to face Cas until they were chest to chest.

Sliding his hand further up, Cas traced lazy patterns along the inside of Dean's forearm. "I wasn't talking about the breakfast cereals," he said, far too softly and tenderly for their weekly grocery store run.

"You gonna leave me in suspense or tell me what's on your mind?" Dean asked, nudging forwards until their noses just barely brushed together.

Cas smiled, dotting a couple quick kisses to Dean's lips. "We need a movie date night. Just you and me. Get some pizza delivery, watch a Western movie, curl up under that new blanket we just got."

"Mmm," Dean hummed, wrapping his arms around Cas' neck. "Yeah, I could be persuaded to do that. And if I get a little sidetracked from the movie because I get a little distracted kissing you?"

"Is that a threat?" Cas beamed, stealing a kiss right there in the middle of the grocery store.

"It just might be," Dean grinned against Cas' mouth.

"I'm all yours."

~

Pizza boxes spread out on the table with Dean's legs in Cas' lap and the warm knit blanket wrapped around them, Cas clicked play on the movie. The second the first images began to play, Cas pressed a couple soft kisses to Dean's neck.

"Movie hasn't even started yet and you're already distracting me with kisses," Dean teased, finishing his slice of pizza and tilting his head until he could lazily capture Cas' lips in a little kiss.

Cas hummed in pleasure, melting into the touch before murmuring, "Did you know I love you?"

Laughing, Dean grabbed Cas' hand until their wedding rings clinked together and he squeezed gently. "You'd better, considering you married me."

Something twinkled in Cas' eyes, and he leaned in to kiss Dean even more softly; so tender and slow that Dean absolutely dissolved into the press of their mouths. A kiss so sweet and loving it felt like his chest was going to burst apart with how much he ached with affection for his husband.

"Dean?" Cas reverently breathed his name against his lips between feather-light kisses that had Dean's head spinning.

"Mmhmm?" Dean murmured, tugging Cas closer, pizza and movie already forgotten in the warm embrace of Cas' mouth against his.

"Marry me?" Cas whispered with a kiss so achingly intimate Dean utterly shattered.

"Sweetheart, we're already married," Dean replied, tears welling in his eyes as the air stuttered to a stop in his lungs.

"It's my turn to propose to you." Lips just barely touching, a breath of a kiss dancing between them as their hearts beat as one. "Dean Winchester, marry me again?"

Gasping, Dean was caught between breathless dizziness, tears, and laughter. He'd never been more in love in his entire life. Somehow, Cas stole more of his heart every day, and God, Dean could kiss him forever and it still wouldn't be enough to meld their love together.

"Yes, Cas, oh God, yes." It was sappy, but God, Dean was lovesick and completely smitten. When their lips found each other again, it was so gentle that Dean couldn't bear it; hand grasped tightly to Cas' chest, right over his heart where the usually steady beat was racing against Dean's touch.

"I love you," they both uttered at the same time, completely enamored.

If Dean got to keep calling Cas his husband, he'd marry his angel a million times. When Cas broke the kisses several minutes to press their wedding rings together, he beamed at Dean and murmured, "We're getting married again."

Oh yes, Cas absolutely had all of Dean's heart.

Shamelessly reblogging ehehe

TOM HIDDLESTON AS DR. ROBERT LAING HIGH-RISE (2015) DIR. BEN WHEATLEY.

His gestures are magic.

Dean’s bad luck started last episode. 

I'VE NEVER SEEN A MORE PERFECT SUMMARY

A Study In Pink [Sherlock] : what I retained

John: life is shit

Psy: ok

John: war

Psy: ok thank u now pay me

*some war nightmares and a gun later, in a park*

John: *life is shit face*

Mike: hey im the fat dude remember

John: hey life is shit, also war

Mike: cool, lemme introduce you to my sociopath gay friend who is not my friend because i dissappear from the whole serie after I make you two fall in love forever

John: what

Mike: eheh

*in a room with a dead body, a sociopath and a rejected girl loving dead bodies and sociopaths*

Mike: yo

Sherlock: *gay look towards the new pretty soldier* im interested but not showing it cause im a queen

John: here take my phone and all my clothes if you need

Sherlock: oW

Sherlock: afghanistan or Iraq

Sherlock: also Molly lol you ugly

John: * .....has stop working....*

Mike: eheh

Sherlock: i like cute blond army soldiers lets live together and do everything together from now

John: sounds good i dont find this creepy at all

Sherlock: *winks*

John:♡o♡

Mike: eheh

*new home*

Sherlock: call me by my first name but you can call me how you want i dont care. love me please

Mrs.Hudson: look at my gay baby boys

John: no

Sherlock: thank you

John: what a shit decoration taste

John: also you're pretty but you're website is shit

Sherlock: this was rude but you're cute

Sherlock: wanna see a corpse

John: wow so romantic im coming

*around a corpse*

Sherlock: deductions deductions deductions

John: how marvelous

John: take me

Lestrade: im out

Donovan: the psycho is a bitch

John: no you

*somewhere we dont care in london*

Mycroft: im the master of cameras

John: Ridiculous. I wanna find my new boyfriend

Mycroft: also the master of mysterious cabs

John: ok

John: hey you're a girl so im flirting with you because im not gay and im not into the cheekbones guy

Anthea: do i look like i give a shit

John: *entering another dark place* ridiculous.

Mycroft: i wanna scare you

John: ridiculous

Mycroft: look at my pretty umbrella

John: i just wanna go home you weirdo

Mycroft: i know everything about you

John: lol big coat man already did that im not impressed anymore

John: also war

Sherlock: *texting his new boyfriend*

John: gotta go, bye bitches

John: jusg taking my gun on my way

Anthea: do I look like I give a shit

*with pretty boyfriend*

Sherlock: lol nothing just wanted to see you

John: i find this perfectly normal

Sherlock: text a serial killer please

John: okay

John: wait wha-

Sherlock: you're better looking than my skull friend

Sherlock: date?

John: YES

John: I mean no because im not gay but YES

*during the not gay date*

Angelo: you cute and gay

Sherlock: thank you

John: no

Sherlock: eat

John: ok

Angelo: here some gay candles

John: no

Sherlock: thank you

John: you single?

Sherlock: this is literally a date

John: no

Sherlock: i dont like girls

John: cool

John: I keep that information

John: for no gay reason

John: *bi lipslicking*

Sherlock: RUN

John: WHEREVER YOU GO

Sherlock: lol it was a test, means you dont need your cane

John: what cane?

Sherlock: why are there idiots in our flat

Anderson: *idiots stuff*

Sherlock: *clash*

John: dats my boy

Sherlock: I solved the case

Cabbie: cool now come so i can kill you

Sherlock: no

Cabbie: but it's fun

Sherlock: ok

John: why the hell nobody noticed that the super annoying good looking detective left

Anderson: he is a psycho

John: oh you're the boyfriend of the bitch you bitch

*somewhere lost and dark that we can easily find with a gps*

Sherlock: im smarter

Cabbie: im smarter

Sherlock: this is a fake gun

Cabbie: you're smarter

Sherlock: but im playing your game anyway because my life is boring and death is fun

Cabbie: *gets shot*

Sherlock: oh no but this is not fun

Sherlock: how do i know if im the smarter now

Dying cabbie: moriarty

Sherlock: lets go for two seasons then

Sherlock: means 5 more episodes lol

*among useless policemen and police cars doing beep beep*

Lestrade: put the blanket on

Sherlock: I dont need a blanket dad i worked hard dad

Lestrade: who shot

Sherlock: my deduction skills tell me it's a cute blond army doctor but ive no idea who

John: *is here and good looking but still no gay*

Sherlock: oops

Lestrade: can you repeat everything because I'm cute and nice but not very smart

Sherlock: nope

Sherlock: but im putting the blanket on, look dad

Lestrade: it's all fine then

Sherlock: *throws the blanket away to look good in front of cute blond army doctor*

John: look at my innocent face

Sherlock: this shot was quite badass

John: okay it was me

Sherlock: hot

John: I know right

Mycroft: and now do i scare you

John: youve got a serious problem

Sherlock: stop playing with my date you little shit bro im the queen

John: okay weird fam

John: you idiot

Sherlock: ok but you're so cute when you say that

Sherlock: take me

John: what

Sherlock: another not gay date?

John: yes yes yes yes

John: with candles

Mycroft: ok i ship them

Anthean: do I look like I give a shit again

Just a random thought...

In Season 5 of Sherlock,

The first scene will be of a sunny morning in London, busy streets, people moving in and out of Speedy's, Mrs. Hudson making her morning cuppa while feeding Rosie who is sitting on her high chair.

Then it'll be Sherlock who wakes up first, he walks out of his room in a sheet, yawning, moving towards the table to glance over his petri dish where he's growing a kind of mould. John follows Sherlock out of the room and reaches for the newspaper and settles down in his armchair.

That's it! I'll leave it here :)