#cas is about to sing karaoke

[darkshrimpemotions]

Dean and Cas are taking shots at their sick anniversary bash. If you even care.

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Jake Lockley x fem!reader

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Summary: Jake is trying to relax at a bar when a woman won't leave him alone. Confused as to what's happening, Jake isn't sure how to react. Men don't hit women, right?

Warnings: Depiction of sexual assault (over the clothes gentile touching), reader gets aggressive with other women. Jake has old fashioned, patriarchal notions of paying for women's drink, that he shouldn't assert his boundaries, that he can't be assaulted because he's a man and she's a woman, blaming himself. Men have a right to protect themselves from violence of any sort with proportional means. Protect men. Reader mentions trauma, illuding to rape. Reader isn't exactly "safe" with going out, but neither am I know I'm "supposed to" go with friends, no walk off with strangers etc. but I won't live my life afraid. My assaults have been from people I was supposed to trust, every single time. Strangers don't scare me.

Immersabily: Fem reader. Reader mentions past sexual trauma. reader mentions working with children. At one point, Jake mentions reader being shorter than a woman taller than Jake so??? IDK if that's anything lol. Could mean anything IG.

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Jake Lockley respected women. Jake Lockley didn’t hurt women. Jake Lockley wasn’t rude to women.

That made his current position complicated.

He’d just come to this bar to drink for a bit, to get away from his alters for a bit. He loved them and he loved the new relationship with Steven and Marc, but he needed peace and alone time. Well, not totally alone. When he was totally alone, Khonshu liked to talk to him like they were friends or something, that’s not what he wanted, so Jake went to a karaoke bar.

 He liked it, honestly. It was fun seeing people’s personalities come out in the songs they sang, he liked watching people get more and more drunk, strangers becoming friends, people singing way out of their key as the night went on. Some people hated watching others do karaoke but Jake thought it was fun. It was people’s truest selves. He liked to watch the show, drink a little but also keep an eye on things. No one was getting roofied or assaulted on his watch.

As people got drunker, a very unsteady woman got on stage (barely) and tried to rap to Without Me by Eminem. It did not go well. It wasn’t terrible, she knew th lyrics down pat but 1. She could not rap for the life of her 2. She was very giggly and kept laughing. The smiling DJ kept taking the second mic and filling in for her while she laughed. It was adorable. 

That was his first impression of you.

The night went on and he noticed you weren’t with friends. A bold move, going out alone. You were brave. He liked that. He tried to keep a special eye on you but it was proving difficult and you were beginning to stress him out. You’d leave drinks with random people asking the girls to watch it. How did you know they could be trusted? He followed you outside when you stumbled off with people you were talking too, only to find you smoking in an alley. What the hell is wrong with you? You were going to get yourself killed. Right now, you were his main focus.

Until you left to use the bathroom, leaving your drink on a table and Jake attempted to walk toward it to make sure no one spiked it when another women intercepted him. “Hi handsome, what’s your name?” She smiled at him, looking down a bit. She was tall. Jake didn’t mind his women taller than him; he liked his women however they came, but she seemed to be positioning herself to intentionally intimidate him.

“Jake.” He needed to get over to watch your drink, but when he tried to step to the side, she stepped along with him and blocked his path. It was when she put a hand on his chest he grew uncomfortable.

“My name’s Cas, why don’t we head to the bar and you buy me a drink?”

Jake was about to object. He needed to get to you, but he didn’t have much of a choice when she grabbed his tie and pulled him. She ordered two vodka cranberries. Jake didn’t like vodka. Why was he paying? That’s what he did, right? He was supposed to pay. He was supposed to entertain beautiful women -and she was beautiful for sure. 

He wasn’t entirely sure how she got him in this position, but he wasn’t doing much to fight it. He was backed into corner and the woman was kissing him. He didn’t like it. Jake’s stress was compounded by the anxiety that he couldn’t see your drink, he couldn’t see you. Did something happen? Did someone spike the drink because Jake wasn’t watching? He wasn’t watching because he was horny? 

He didn’t want to kiss her, but when she ground her body against his, the natural reaction was to get hard. He fought it, fought it, fought it but his will power was no match for biology. Jake felt like fucking shit. His body was stiff, he wasn’t kissing back, he kept trying to move away but his efforts were weak. She was strong, and it wasn’t like he could push her or hit her. Only weak men hit women, right?

When he turned, he locked eyes with you. Little did he know, you had been watching much of the scene play out. It wasn’t entirely clear what was happening, as the crowd of karaoke fridays kept blocking your view, but you’d grown concerned when you saw him in a corner and went to investigate. One of the girl’s you’d met and had been chatting with told you not to worry about it, that the man could handle himself… but after all you’d been through, you never wanted someone to go through that.

Then you see it. The woman’s hand went to cup his crotch, and the panic on the man’s face that had locked eyes with yours was clear. He tried to gently nudge her away, to squirm out of her grasp but she didn’t move. So you did.

The violation on his body got him moving a bit, disgust at himself for letting them happen. Not because it was his boundaries, his body, his autonomy, but because the body was Marc and Steven’s, and he was letting someone touch Marc and Steven. He wasn’t protecting them, he was failing them, but he still couldn’t manage to get her off him without hurting her. 

“I don’t-” He tried to protest, but she shushed him.

“Yes, you do.”

Did he?

Before he had time to think more, Cas was ripped off of him, and another body was placed in between. 

You stared the woman down, glaring daggers into her eyes; although shorter than her, you show no fear. All night, you’ve shown no fear.

“What the hell is wrong with you!” You shout at her.

“Me?” The woman gahawfs. “You’re interrupting a perfectly good-”

“He’s clearly uncomfortable!”

“He’s a big boy, he can handle himself.”

“Well he doesn’t have to, because I’m handling it, now get the fuck out of here!”

Cas looks at Jake, glaring at him and flipping him off before walking away. Jake wasn’t entirely sure what he did, but whatever it was, it was wrong.

Once she left, you turn to the man again. He looks in shock. “Can we step outside?” 

Silent, Jake nods and you take him hand, carefully guiding him to the alley where you pull up two crates for you both to sit on. Both his hands are in yours now.

“I need you to breathe with me, okay, in your nose, out your mouth.” Your voice calms him. It’s only then that he realized he wasn’t calm. Jake was having a panic attack. You continued instruction. “I’m going to squeeze our hands as I breath in, but if you need to squeeze at any time, you can. Hard as you need to, you won’t hurt me.”

You did just as you said. As you breathed in, You gently squeezed his hands, letting go as you breathed out. It helped him keep in time when the panic made blood rush to his ears. He couldn't hear you, but he could feel you. Jake certainly wasn’t going to squeeze as hard as he could -his strength could actually hurt you, despite what you said- but he did give a few good squeezes and although his were random and erratic, yours remained steady. Jake latched onto that steadiness, beginning to squeeze in time with you until he was calm.

After a few moments of silence, Jake spoke. “Where’d you learn that?” He didn’t fully look at you, but you could hear the smile in your voice.

“I work with preschoolers. It’s a great way to teach them to manage their emotions…” You pause a little before adding. “Well, I guess I learned it from myself. Breathing exercises were the only way to calm myself down for a while.”

With that, Jake locked eyes with you. “You’ve had… you’ve felt like that before?”

You nod. “Yeah. Especially when random people touch me. What happened to you, has happened to me, so touch can be very triggering.”

That caught his attention. Jake was no stranger to rape victims; he’d killed plenty rapists in his day… but this still mad him feel pity. You were kind, and it made him sad to think that you’d felt like he did now.

“Someone did that to you?”

“Multiple people.” You confirm. “Sometimes it ended at a bar or a party, sometimes it ended… much worse.”

Jake felt anger in his confusing mix of emotions. He wanted to track down every single person who did that to you and end them, violently. “Is that why you…”

“Stepped in? Kinda. I’d hate for anyone to feel like I did.” Your smile was kind and warm. “But I’ve always been like that. A little crazy.” Crazy is how you’d put it.

Jake nodded, only then realizing he was still holding your hand. “Sorry.”

“That’s okay.” You reassure him before finally telling him your name.

“Jake”

“Well Jake, I assume after all that you don’t want to go inside. Can I walk you home?”

Absolutely insane, you were just trusting him like this… but he really didn’t want to be alone right now. “I drove. I only had one drink… if you’d like I can drive you home?”

You smiled. “I’d like that. What’s your last name?”

“Lockley.”

“Okay, Lockley. Stay here.”

You went inside, coming out and handing him his ID.

Now Jake was confused. “I- what?”

“Your tab.” You explained. “I paid it.”

Jake had never had a woman pay for his drink before. The only person he ever let get away with it was Matty, and that was on a good day.

“But-... I can pay my own tab?” He tried to protest, as if it wasn’t already paid.

“I’m sure you can.” Gathering up his hands in yours again, you pull him to his feet. “It’s just one drink, no big deal. I didn’t want you to have to see her again.”

Having a woman pay for his drink should make him embarrassed. A woman assaulting him should make him feel embarrassed. But you? You calmed all that. A drink wasn’t a big deal to you, but most importantly, you validated his feelings. You didn’t make him feel weak for feeling how he did. 

It was okay to be human with you.

You protected him, and he wanted to spend the rest of his life returning the favor.

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I just wanna protect Jakey and make him feel saaaaaaaafe.

he deserves it.

@missdictatorme @ahookedheroespureheart @whatthefishh @runa-falls @del-ightfulling @eyelessfaces @fandxmslxt69 @pikapuff-316 @mikaelak @k-ra @ivystoryweaver @campingwiththecharmings @littlenosoul @stevenandmarcslove @steven-grants-world @boysddontcry @harriedandharassed @lokisv7lkrie @scarletthefierce

[smollkittykat]

My personal guilty pleasure is hitting the open mic karaoke nights in my town and pretending i'm dean winchester singing sad country/rock ballads about cas

[skittikyu]

Final (for now :3c) lineup of Stilti and their AU selves !

More info under the cut !

STILTIKYU (CANON TADC)

The classic! Just another human trapped in the Digital World, who took the form of a 9'5'' tall humanoid stilt quadruped, perhaps struggling with being rigid and distant in her previous life now manifested physically. Yes, they're actually part of her body. No, she can't bend at where her joints should be. Being so tall has its advantages and disadvantages, as does the radical acceptance approach they brought with her from whatever therapy sessions she must have been attending before joining the circus (read more about her coping mechanisms and the drawbacks!). Creative at heart but with limbs now incapable of visual art, they distract herself from the phantom pains pass time singing and dancing, and puts her all into the performance aspects of the circus, though they still enjoy participating in the adventures from time to time. Also, while not nearly as bad as Jax (she’s not one to invade personal space or use sensitivities/phobias as jokes towards someone once she’s aware that’s what they are), they do enjoy poking fun and teasing others. Essentially at most their aim is to lightheartedly annoy or confuse rather than shock or hurt (read more about her relationships with the rest of the cast!).

"It is what it is. I'm not going to let all this eat away at whatever's left of me, but just..ignoring when I'm not feeling okay isn't any better for me. If you want to bury yourself in your little shell as protection, I can't and won't stop you. Just surviving isn't living, though."

STILTILITH (RINGMASTER AU)

Basically Stilti takes canon Caine's role as an AI ringmaster of the Amazing Digital Circus! Even her name in this AU is a biblical reference like his (but to Lilith instead of Cane!). Because she's in charge she has more control of her form than regular Stilti, and therefore has functioning limb privileges. She can also float like regular Caine but prefers to walk around because she finds it more elegant even though to the others it's probably just unsettling. On the surface Stiltilith's demeanour is calmer than Caine's and more mature than Stiltikyu's, but she can be equally as much of a menace in the right situation. It's all in playful fun, though, even if it doesn't come across that way due to her not being human. They're doing their best to learn about human emotions and social conventions and take a lot of pride in their job. Have you ever seen the movie Coraline? Stiltilith is like if the other mother really wasn't evil; they're trying her best to make the humans that enter the program happy with everything they could want, but ultimately falling short of fulfilling their actual needs due to not being human.

"You want to go home..? Silly, this is your new home now! ..hm, well, what can I do to make it just as good? Better, even! After all, since you can't leave, it's the least I ca...oh, come now, there's no need to cry..there there..I'll see what I can whip up.."

OPPOSITE AU (Belongs to campbell_soup70 on Instagram!)

Pretty self explanatory! Rather than skipping every stage of grief right to acceptance, this Stilti probably endlessly cycles through the first four without ever arriving at the final one. That is, when she isn't completely paralyzed by her absolute lack of capacity for dealing with their current situation. Without intervention, they probably won't last long.

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CARNIVAL AU (Belongs to @/sm-baby)

Keeping with the concept of the cast being evolved, boss-like forms of their usual counterparts, Carnival Stilti ("The Metronome") goes all in on the musical/dancing aspects of her personality. Her game is arcade themed, especially rhythm games like DDR and guitar hero; maybe a bit of karaoke elements in there too. She's not super aggressive in comparison to some of the other AIs, but she takes themself very seriously and probably becomes more volatile if she feels as if the player isn't meeting her standards. Basically thoughts and prayers to any users with a bad sense of tempo and/or who sings or plays off key. Her collar is shaped like a voice box and they speak/sing similarly to a vocaloid, with more roboticism/distortion the more emotional they get.

"Hmmmmm~. ♫ Come on, that's not the best you could do, was it?~ ♪ Let's try again. No flat notes or missed steps this time, kay? 4, 3, 2~!♩"

CORRUPTION AU (Belongs to /rabid-mercenary15)

Unfortunately it was likely only a matter of time until Stilti got caught by one of her corrupted co-stars..while she may be agile and quick, her avatar isn't the best at fitting through small spaces or hiding behind much of anything..they now roam around like a mindless beast, occasionally making unworldly screeching and groaning noises, a far cry from their previous singing..still, it seems old habits do in fact die hard, however warped they may become. One of the more docile of the virally-infected, the best chance at deescalating an encounter with them is music. She's drawn to and is soothed by singing and playing instruments. Of course, now the problem is her following the source of it, but hey, at least they aren't attacking! Try backing away slowly until you get to an area they can't follow due to her colossal size. Or, set up a radio/windup music box somewhere else as a diversion and get away while they're distracted! Even if they see or hear you while you're doing so, as long as the music is still playing, they'll be too enamoured with it to care.

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FREAKSHOW AU (belongs to @/hootbon)

Freakshow Stilti is all of regular Stiltikyu’s worst aspects exaggerated and potentials accelerated, basically the worst possible version of themself that lives on even more of a wire than she already is in canon verse. Walking on eggshells is second nature - at least she has great balance, even with her disfunctional limbs! Mind the splinters! While both versions of them are resigned to the hopelessness of their situation, Regular Stilti would compare hers to purgatory whereas Freakshow Stilti would (internally) compare theirs to hell. The first thing Caine did when she arrived was break her arms and legs - this was to give her flexibility for their new role as “Contortionist”, but the permanent trauma and chronic pain they also received was of no concern to him outside of frustration with her “attitude” (AKA screaming, then crying, then a paralysis-like freeze response, which was highly unproductive), but an unacceptable lack of cooperation was nothing corrective measures couldn’t reeducate. Seemingly, it worked: nowadays she’s all silly smiles, singing and practicing her performance routines off-hours for fun. What dedication! Isn’t it nice they chose to be such a team player? Well, whatever. With that twist on the same acceptance their regular TADC counterpart has, there’s also the similar (albeit darker) self awareness. She may be resigned to their existence but she’s not avoidant to its realities. On the surface they’re on Promised Neverland levels of copium and outwardly detached completely from their emotions and the horrific events that routinely surround them. However, while her persona may come across as delusional, everything they do is on her own terms. Their hyper-vigilance, a torturously anxiety-ridden constant of being, has also been her biggest tool for- well, not surviving, they’ve died plenty of times..-persisting, let’s say. Their preferred choices in strategies can all be categorized as some form of Freeze, while their last choice would be Fight, in order avoid potentially unwinnable situations. Still…we’d like to still think we have principles, but in the face of self preservation, it gets easier to abandon them. Though not their go-to, there definitely are and will be times they choose Flight or Fawn instead. Generally outside of shows, she keeps a low profile. They do their best to keep expectations of her reasonable, with not so much that they’d attract needless attention (not to mention be even more stress to maintain), but not so little it would inconvenience anyone, or god forbid, give the impression that they’re not pulling their own weight. Over time, she’s learnt all the things they have no power over and the few she does, namely their own mind. Dignity is a luxury in a place like this but integrity is something they can only take if she chooses to give it to them, and stooping to their level yields the exact same result as unwillingly being pulled down. “None of this is real” is also little reassurance in a realm where you can still experience the sensation of physical pain (not to mention psychologically directly), but “take whatever you can get in this place” was another quickly learned lesson and that includes comforts, so the fact that everything is “just” in a video game is one of many tools in Stilti’s arsenal of dissociation. They overall have attitude of “if there’s no meaning, they’ll make up her own - to them, that’s better than looking for something that isn’t there” Is it denial if it’s a conscious decision? Who knows!

An area that Freakshow Stilti is basically completely different from her canon verse counterpart is that she doesn’t crave nor seek out connection with others the way Regular Stilti does. This is likely a result of both her detachment methods in other areas, as well as a mutual lack of trust with the other members since she’s experienced and witnessed first hand plenty of times that they’re all incapable of actually relying on and helping each other. Still being a Stilti, though, part of her will always want to - she’s somewhat “attached” to others who have been personally victimized by the ringleader, possibly out of empathy or a perceived “connection” from the shared experience. However, when attempting to build bridges have an inevitably lethal outcome, she knows better than to have their hopes up in ways her other self will fortunately never have to fathom coming to terms with. That being said, not worrying about any relationships having strong foundations makes it a lot easier to have a devil-may-care attitude towards her peers and how they perceive them, so when combined with feeling her emotions more strongly in moments they’re not being actively repressed, Freakshow Stilti is a lot more unrestrained expressing her infatuation for those like Gangle and Ragatha, or contempt for those like Jax. The AI are of course the exception to this - any interaction with Caine and Aingle is with a permanently awestruck pokerface. Maybe, in some areas, that sentiment is genuine - after all, if she wasn’t impressed on some level by their technical abilities, authentically expressing respect for them as “superiors” would be impossible not to come across as tepid or overboard, both unconvincingly.

"Are you crying?...Oh, no, I don't do that anymore. Bad for my voice, you know? How about we sing instead?"

[caffeine-clouds]

Sonic Characters At Parties

In the spirit of the fact it's my birthday, teehee -wanted to make a headcanon post about what the characters do/how they they act at parties (not necessarily birthday ones!)

Sonic: This man is the life of the party (Pt. 1) - in the wise words of Kesha, the party don't start until he walks in. He's loud, he breakdances, he belts in karaoke, and he shovels food in his face. Get him on the music because he's about to play the sickest beats. However, this comes at the cost of Sonic needing a total 'me' day to himself after. He fucks off and runs to spend time all day by himself in nature to recharge his social battery.

He's a professional troll when invited to fancy gatherings - and will find a way to play innapropriate music on the speakers.

Tails: A lot more muted compared to his friend, but he tries to get involved with the party in every way he can. He'll join Sonic on the dance floor and somehow can do a robot dance better than Omega can (everyone is still trying to figure out how that works). He won't sing karaoke unless he's singing in a group though, and in the case of birthday parties - this fox WILL find a way to sneak an extra slice of cake. Will also help Sonic in his music antics at fancy gatherings.

Knuckles: In most instances, he stands awkwardly by the snacks like an NPC in the corner not knowing what to do with himself until he's dragged to the dance floor by his more extroverted friends. Sonic drags Knuckles into a dance battle and they become the centre of the attention because these boys can DANCE. Somehow they end the night on the karaoke stage singing a duet of Breaking Free from High School Musical - screaming the lyrics to each other off-key, but pouring their souls into the performance.

Amy: She planned the party - without her - there isn't a party. She knows everyone's favourite snacks and everyone cheers when they see her reveal whatever cake she made for their birthday. She's a fellow life of the party (Pt. 2) - getting herself involved with the dancing and while not the greatest singer- gives her all in karaoke. She's also insanely good at party games and you know for a fact that she's going to find a way to incorporate truth or dare into the night.

Rouge: Girl has a mission, okay? And that's to stir up as much chaos as possible. She's life of the party (Pt. 3) - and uses the opportunity to get as much gossip as possible. She causes trouble and has so much fun doing it - last time, she managed to make a food fight break out and it was the time of everyone's lives. She basically wins almost any party game she joins but that's usually because she's shamelessly cheating. Either way, she also enjoys dancing and singing in the karaoke - and has got a pretty decent voice actually.

If she's ever invited out somewhere high class, girl is leaving that party several times richer.

Shadow: He warps in, takes a slice of cake, and leaves. Rouge signed his name in the happy birthday card, that's enough right?

He made one exception to this on Rouge's last birthday party where he actually joined in on things. He spent the first half brooding in the corner with a plastic cup of punch until the Sonic and Knuckles dance battle broke out. Sonic taunted Shadow to get involved - and get involved he did. No one could have been prepared for how fucking good Shadow was - putting Sonic and Knuckles to shame. Was that the end of the surprises? No, because he busted out broadway vocals during karaoke. Perks of being the Ultimate Life Form.

Silver: In complete contrast to the above hedgehog, Silver has a great time at parties - but he sucks ass at dancing. He's giving it his all but he's totally off time and his movements are just... very bizzarre, or they're just giving nothing. They're the equivelent of the "go white boy go" meme. But he's trying his best and he's having such a good time that no one can fault him. He also doesn't mind giving karaoke a try but isn't amazing at it either, but nothing can kill this man's vibes.

Blaze: She's a lot more reserved in parties compared to her friends and tends to stand off to the side a bit while everyone else is being loud and wacky. She CAN dance... but her dancing style is more ballet than anything else. She joins in a bit but usually goes off the dance floor after a couple of dances, happy to linger by the snacks. However, she has beautiful vocals in karaoke - and the party takes a moment to slow down as Blaze treats them to a soft ballad.

Omega: Doesn't even wanna be here, but hey - Rouge drug him to it, what's a robot to do? He doesn't care if it's someone else's birthday, HE'S the one who gets to destroy the pinata. He might join in a dance or two with enough coaxing and his hidden bluetooth speaker function often comes in handy. But overall, would much rather stay at home with Shadow.

[missacidburn928s-heathenhideaway]

The Best Part

The Best Part

Bucky x POC!Reader

Wordcount: 2014

Summary:

The team finds out Bucky’s favorite thing about you and why he loves to spend all his time at your place. And maybe a hidden talent of his as well.

Warnings:

Sweet and fluffy with a generous dash of naughty. 18+ ONLY MDNI.

Notes:

This is a self indulgent birthday gift to myself. It will only be posted here and on my main page. Enjoy or don’t. It’s up to you.

Banner by @cafekitsune Divider by @firefly-graphics

If only the world knew just how “normal” the Avengers were when they weren’t out saving the world time and time again.

I’m fortunate enough to be one of the few privy to all the chaos and domesticity the team can get up to. Like tonight. It’s nothing fancy. Not at all like a “typical” Stark party with all the frills, bells and whistles.

No, tonight is low key and full of laughter. Somehow a karaoke machine, controlled by JARVIS, has been placed in the common room. Instead of just going up and singing a song on your own, you know the usual rules of karaoke, the team has decided that you must be volunteered to sing. You have no choice in song, that is up to the person who nominated you for the stage. If you refuse to sing, you must drink.

So far, there has only been 2 people who chose to drink. Bruce, who was nominated to sing “Bein’ Green” and Thor who just wanted to drink anyway.

“Next up, nominated by Sam,” JARVIS begins, “is Mr.Barnes and his far better half. Set to sing Best Part by H.E.R as a duet.”

I turn to my brooding boyfriend with a knowing smile adorning my face. We exchange a look, an acknowledgement of what is about to happen. I stand to my feet and reach a hand out to Bucky. He places his larger hand in mine, and we make our way to the makeshift stage.

“You’re really going to do it.” Sam starts laughing. “I truly thought you’d just drink. This is going to be so good. Let me get my phone out.”

The song begins with my part highlighted first. The words lighting up purple. But I don’t need them. The words flow out of me with ease. As they do every time I’ve recited them in the kitchen while cooking or cleaning around the house.

There was a moment of shock when my singing voice began to filter through the room, melodious and sweet. A talent of mine has now been exposed to the team for the first time. Something that I’ve done for so long that I forget that not everyone has heard me this way.

Nothing can beat Sam’s reaction when Bucky’s part comes up though. Without missing a beat he turns and sings directly to me. A smooth voice that I have heard time and time again. Secretly one of my favorite sounds.

Sam standing there, mouth agape, in utter shock, will forever be engraved in my mind. Right next to the shit eating grin my wolf has plastered to his face.

We slip into the harmonies with ease. This is a song we know very well. Humming and singing it through out the day when were at my place. The room is silent as we finish our song. Uncaring of the stares as we sing to each other.

It remains quiet for a beat or two after our last note.

“YOU HAVE GOT TO BE FUCKING SHITTING ME!” Sam shouts. “Your ice cold ass can sing? And with some swagger too. What the fuck man?”

I can’t help but burst out in laughter. “The look on your face is worth every moment of never telling you his little secret.”

“Steve, did you know about this?”

“What? Buck being able to sing?”

“Yes!”

“Yeah. It was just another thing that helped him with the dames back in the day. Didn’t know she could sing too though. That was a nice little surprise.”

“You sang that too well. How come?” Sam asks with suspicion.

Bucky is the one to answer. “It’s the first song I ever heard her sing. I found out about her voice by accident. Came to surprise her when I got back early from a mission. Thought it was the radio until I walked into the kitchen and saw it was in fact her entertaining herself while she cleaned.”

He kisses my temple before continuing. “And now I get to hear it every chance I can. It’s my second favorite thing about coming home to her. I hear her voice in my head when I’m a mission even. Helps keep me grounded.”

“That’s sweet. Second favorite though? What’s number one?” Nat asks.

He pulls me close. Placing me him front of him as be hugs me from behind. “Nothing beats the sweet she sounds she makes for me behind closed doors.” He nips my neck in the one spot he knows drives me wild.

Nat just grins and takes a sip of her drink.

“TMI man. We didn’t need to know that.” Sam whines.

“Aww, it’s okay birdbrain. I know you’re just jealous you don’t have a sexy woman of your own to scream your name. It’ll happen someday.”

The team erupts in laughter.

“Ha, ha. Who’s next up?”

“You are actually.” JARVIS chimes in.

I’m in the bathroom, washing my hands when I hear the door slowly open behind me. I look up into the mirror to find a pair of icy blues staring back at me.

“I’m a need ya to stay just like that doll.”

“Can I turn the water off at least.”

“Please do. Don’t want the sound drowning out all the lovely noises I’m about to pull out of you.”

“Everyone is right down the hall Bucky. What if they hear me?”

“Oh, I’m betting on it baby girl.”

He stands behind me, the warmth of him radiating through my thin dress. With purposeful movement he raises my dress until it pools around my waist. Exposing the lacy g string I put on to save me from panty lines.

“Mm. This ass just never quits. Got me drooling over watching it jiggle and bounce as I pound you from behind.”

I let out a whimper. The image he provided, dampening the little scrap of fabric even further.

My breath hitches in my chest when I feel his fingers ghost along my spine until they land on my hips. Teasing the waistband of my thong.

He painstakingly pulls down the soaked undergarment inch by unhurried inch. My impatience gets the better of me as I whine a soft “Please” while rubbing my thighs together.

He “tsk’s” at me as he continues to remove my g string.

I carefully step out of them. Widening my legs, I bend further over the vanity. Arching my back so that my glistening thighs, and dripping wet pussy is on full display.

He lets out a growl so deep that I feel it resonate down to my clit. I can hear the metal clang of his arm shifting as he undoes his belt and pulls down his zipper. Followed quickly by his fingers broaching my weeping hole. Making sure to apply pressure to that sweet spongy spot that has my knees begin to weaken.

“I can feel your little walls clenching down on my fingers already, doll. You’ve been thinking about this as much as I have. Go head baby. Come for me real good. I know you want to.”

He speeds up his ministrations. Determined to have me fall to pieces. Soaking his thick digits with my sweet nectar, before he makes me come apart on his cock. He’s a stickler about making me come before I take him.

I can feel the coil tightening in my core at a rapid pace. My walls pulsing in time with my quickening heart rate. The world blacks out for a moment, as every muscle in my body clenches down, and releases with a rush, all at once.

A devilish grin meets me in the mirror as the haze clears away. I watch as he releases his thick girth from the confines of his jeans. Using my slick as lube he gives himself a few strokes before teasing his tip along my folds.

“I’ve been thinking about this all night, Doll. Driving myself crazy with thoughts of having this little pussy wrapped around me so tightly. I’m so worked up I can’t be held accountable for what I’m about to do to you within earshot of our friends.” He places his hands on my ass. Giving my cheeks a squeeze before spreading them wide to notch himself at my entrance.

With a groan his thrusts forward. Splitting me open on his thick cock as he ruins me further for any other man. I can’t help but moan at the pleasure his length brings.

“That’s right baby girl. This is pussy was made just. For. Me.” He grits out as he buries himself as deep as he can go.

Our eyes connect in the mirror once more and it’s like a switch flips within him. His hips begin a fervent pace. As if with each thrust, he’s searing his name into my flesh to remain there forever. It’s an intoxicating cocktail of pain and pleasure and I am helpless in it’s wake.

Either unaware or uncaring of our surroundings and the subsequent audience we could attract, I succumb to the whims of our carnal dance. Professing my pleasure with each rise of my voice as my moans turn into a song all their own.

As soon as our tryst began it seems to be reaching it’s climax. Neither one of us is able to resist the pull of release.

“Fuck baby. I’m so close. Gonna fill you up so good, you’re going to be leaking me the rest of the night.”

“Please, Bucky. Give me everything you have. I want it all.”

“Such a greedy little slut.” He growls. “I fucking love how needy you are for me. But you know I’m going to need you to come for me one more time baby girl. Gotta feel my pussy squeezing me real tight before I give you your reward. Just like that. Yes. Come on. Come for me doll face.”

With his command and the unwavering movement of his hips I come undone once more. Letting lose a moan to rival Sasha Grey on her best day. There is without a doubt no way that the team did not hear me. I should feel some type of way about it but honestly, I feel too damn good to care.

“That’s it. Let them know just how good I make you feel baby. Fuck your squeezing me so fucking tight I can barely move. Oh fuck. I’m gonna come. Fuck fuck fuck…”

He goes completely still and I feel the warmth of his cum coat my womb with every twitch. It sets off a mini orgasm of my own that has me clutching the vanity for dear life so that I won’t collapse beneath the weight of a super soldier.

Bucky places his forehead between my shoulder blades as we catch our breath. With a kiss to my nape he rises back to his full height and pulls out of me. Making sure to push any errant drops of his seed back into my body before pulling my g string back up into place.

He rights my dress and then spins me around to face him.

“Ready to go do our walk of shame baby girl?”

“Shame for who? I’m not ashamed of what you just did to my body. And by the look on your face, you sure as shit aren’t either.”

“True.” He grins. “Does that mean I can rub it in Sams face when we get out there?”

I roll my eyes at his antics, as I make for the door. “Whatever makes you happy Wolfie. I’m too blissed out to care.”

We make it one step back into the common room before Sam is pointing in our direction.

“You are such a fucking asshole man. Not only did your nasty ass have to fuck your girl in the bathroom we all use. But you had to make sure the whole damn floor heard it.”

“Feeling inadequate Sam?”

“Fuck you man.”

“Sorry buddy, I’m a little empty right now.”

And that is when the Falcon launched himself over the couch to chase a White Wolf.

[destielbeatlesminibang]

Title: Close Your Eyes and I'll Kiss You

Author: tfw_cas

Artist: golby moon

Rating: Teen and Up

Summary: Dean Winchester has been secretly in love with his college roommate and best friend Cas for years, but he’s convinced Cas doesn’t feel the same.

When he’s offered a teaching position thousands of miles away, he sees it as an opportunity to be closer to his brother... and maybe give himself some distance from his feelings for Cas. After all, it’s not like they can’t still be friends.

But things go badly when Cas finds out, and Dean's not sure their friendship is going to survive. And as for his dreams coming true... Well, those are just lyrics, right?

Tags: Sam Winchester/Eileen Leahy, Charlie Bradbury/Jo Harvelle, Mutual Pining, Misunderstandings, Idiots In Love, Mild Angst, Everyone Knows Dean and Cas Are In Love Except Dean and Cas Past Dean/Benny, Dean Winchester Can Sing In This Fic, Karaoke, Castiel/Dean Winchester First Kiss

Posting on June 28

Keep reading for a short excerpt.

“Oh, hi, Principal Mills, this is Dean Winchester. I'm calling to accept your job offer.”

The words stuck in his throat as he suddenly became aware that the door was open, and Cas was standing there with his hand still on the handle. From the look on his face, he’d obviously heard everything Dean had said.

Dean grimaced at his friend, who walked into the room without a word, sat on his bed, and stared at the floor as Dean continued his conversation with Principal Mills. The rest of the conversation was mercifully short, and once the principal had promised to email Dean all the necessary documents, she ended the call.

Dean put the phone down slowly and cleared his throat. “Hey, Cas, um… sorry you found out like that. I promise, I was gonna tell you next. And y'know… California isn't so far away.”

“California?” Cas gasped out in surprise, and yeah… of course he didn’t know that part yet, did he?

Dean really couldn’t be handling the situation any worse, and he mentally facepalmed as he tried to think of something to say to soften the blow. His brain was being super unhelpful though, and Cas spoke again before he could.

“You don’t owe me anything, Dean.” Cas finally looked at Dean and attempted a smile. It was as unconvincing as his words, and for a second Dean wondered if Sam was right about Cas hoping they could move in together… That was until Cas said something which blew that theory out of the water.

“I also applied for a job at the college.” He gestured around himself to indicate their college. “I’m just waiting to hear back from them.”

“They’d be idiots if they offered it to anyone else,” Dean said, as reassuringly as he could manage, despite the sentiment ringing hollowly to his own ears.

Cas got to his feet and headed back over to the door. He turned around before leaving, and Dean could see that his jaw was clenched, and when he spoke his voice sounded emotionless. “Thank you, and congratulations on your new job. I just remembered I promised to help another student with an assignment, so I should go.”

With that Cas rushed out of the room, leaving Dean staring at the door. His heart felt like someone had stuck a knife in it, but at least he could say he knew exactly where he stood with Cas.

[hetaherr]

by the way this was supposed to be a- what songs are on their playlists hc but i got carried away lolol

but here’s like a poorly written version cus i lazy </3

: wanderer hcs

: fluff, crack, angst, a lil suggestive?

bro listens to cigarettes after sex religiously, like take a look at this man and tell me he doesn’t fall asleep thinking about you to sunsetz. i think he focuses a lot on songs with deeper meanings, lyrics mean a lot to him. he’s the typa guy to post a picture of you or your hands or smt like that on his private with a cas song playing in the background. (#mewhen?)

okay being a cas fan definitely means you probably love the neighbourhood too. like duh!!!! midnight drives with kuni and you guys blast the neighbourhood, stopping at gas stations to get ice cream or slushies. he loves to hear you sing, definitely makes comments like “u sound so bad shut up” but he loves that you are so trusting and comfortable with him. he’s also the type to ask “why’d you stop singing?” even though he was complaining about it a minute ago…

this is such a banger. anyway i think he’d have this song on his playlist and it’s just one of those songs that he dreams about you to. like hello? its one of those songs you guys listen to while sharing earphones, holding hands as he sends you home <3

when he plays video games i think mac miller is such a vibe, as he sits in front of the television and you in between his legs he rests his head on your head TT. its so cozy and so peaceful you could fall asleep and sometimes you do, he definitely hears the song congratulations and thinks of you- like you are the embodiment of the piano he hears, so elegant and graceful even as you drool in his arms <3 (not a single day goes by do i not miss mac miller i think of him and i cry.)

help this cover by the marias, kuni thinks of you to this song when he’s so hot and bothered. it’s weirdly sensual and he feels so embarrassed but, i mean its the marias… what do you expect. don’t play this song around him, i mean unless you want to get him a little riled up. ^^

wait wait, dont question it, JUST IMAGINE- KARAOKE?!?! okay sorry :((

[marvelfanfn2187a113]

Sister Winchester blasted the song "My Tears Ricochet" on a speaker in the bunker after Dean and Cas' fight in season 15.

Jack and Sister Winchester sing the following verses at full volume in the impala:

*”Look up smiling like a devil” cruel summer

*”out of fashion” - Style

Sister Winchester sings All To Well (10 Minutes)

The first time Jack heard it he asked Sister Winchester why there were two songs and then she told him all about the re-recordings and about Jake and the scarf (they spent the whole night talking about it)

and I don't know why I feel like Karma is also a recurring song and Cas is trying to understand why karma is a cat haha ​​like when he was trying to understand the riddle that talked about the numbers 7, 8 and 9 😭 (I don't remember the episode)

I wonder if your tastes include bands like “The Neighborhood” or “Chase Atlantic” I also think that some characters would like Lana Del Rey but I'm not sure which songs or which characters. What do you think?

What kind of music do you like?

Would you ever write something (not necessarily supernatural) based on a song?

Love these!

I think sometimes Jack and the little sister would have full-on karaoke sessions, and sometimes when the little sister gets so into it (screaming All Too Well, or the bridge in The Smallest Man Who Ever lived, or just any of the songs you scream to) Jack just stops singing and watches her (she doesn’t even notice) because he thinks it’s so interesting to see her so passionate. (Cas likes to listen to them when they’re singing in the bunker, too)

Sam would relate to The Prophecy a little too hard, and it would be stuck in his head for days or weeks after ttpd came out.

You’re On Your Own, Kid was played by the little sister in the Impala once, and Dean was trying not to tear up.

Cas may or may not have been thinking about a certain demon (I’m a Megstiel shipper) when Don’t Blame Me came on.

Honestly my music tastes aren’t very well-rounded. I like broadway, Disney, Taylor Swift, Imagine Dragons, and hymns/Christian music. Although I do have a handful of songs from other artists picked very randomly (some Billie Eilish, Fall Out Boy, and like 10 others). My music mostly consists of the artists I mentioned above, and then “whatever I happen upon that i like.”

I wrote a supernatural fic based on the song Bring Me To Life Evanescence, I’m totally open to do others. I’ve also considered writing a book (loosely) based on Timeless by Taylor Swift, but it’s there with about a hundred other “considered” book projects.

[backtothe99]

(18Trip Translation) Tao Kinouchi Novel: Back to the 99 - Track 2

all novels have spoilers for information about the characters revealed in the main story, proceed with caution!

Tuesday, June 29, 1999 / 2

“Hey, they added new songs. You guys should sing this one!”

As soon as we met up with Kinari at the karaoke bar, Goz, who was looking at this month’s songs, made a request.

Goz is an oddball that prefers listening to me and Kinari sing instead of singing himself.

I was looking at the booklet that had older songs in it, but Goz quickly loaded a song into the machine with the remote before Kinari and I could agree.

“What’s wrong with you?”

“The song’s about to start, here’s the mic.”

The intro to the song started playing, and Kinari and I were handed microphones and started taking turns singing a song that had been on top of the charts recently without any prior discussion.

Since he’s good at high notes, Kinari mostly sang the high-pitched parts, and I ended up just singing the rest of the song.

When we improvised on the lower harmony, Goz got so excited he started banging the tambourine like crazy.

“He’s so loud. Can he even hear, or is the tambourine drowning out our voices?” I thought to myself, but I found his behavior so funny that I couldn’t help myself and harmonized with the tambourine.

“Ah, that was good. What should I have you guys sing next?”

“You should sing too, Goz.”

“I’m busy picking songs for you two, just thank me.”

“By the way, that tambourine’s so loud.”

“You just want to bang on that tambourine, don’t you?”

As soon as Kinari and I were done singing, we started pointing out Goz’s silly behavior.

This is what our usual exchanges are like. Both Kinari and I find Goz easy to tease, since we get along with him so well.

“Quiet! I need to make you guys shut up. You just wait, Goz-sama will bring you both a special drink from the bar.”

After being thoroughly teased, Goz got up and left the room.

This too is a usual occurrence. Goz creates mystery drinks at the bar by mixing various drinks together and forces us to drink them.

I guess it’s something like a hobby to him.

“What are we gonna do, Tao? He’s gonna make some crazy colored drinks again.”

“We got no choice but to drink them, don’t we?  … It’d be bad for the bar if we left any leftovers”

“You’re such a good guy, Tao…”

Since Goz was taking his time making the drinks, I started looking through the booklet, thinking of singing something.

And then Kinari said, “Oh, yeah, I brought this,” and took something out of his school bag. I thought it’d be a deck of cards, but instead, it was just a cassette recorder.

“Oh, what brand is this?”

“No, my father made this. He likes tinkering with machines, and I remembered he gave me this some time ago and put it in my bag.”

Having a dad that can create a whole cassette recorder is pretty awesome. I wonder what his favorite machines are.

“Your family seems to get along well, Kinari.”

“... Not really. It’s always tense between us.”

When I told him my honest impression, Kinari’s expression got darker, and his eyebrows furrowed just a bit.

Honestly, that shocked me. Maybe because Kinari kinda seems like he’s a being out of heaven, I had assumed he and his parents had the ideal relationship.

But I guess every family’s got its obstacles. I started feeling ashamed of my narrow-mindedness.

“You see, my parents are overprotective. They’re always fussing over me. … It’s really annoying. Though, I guess they do it because my body is weak.”

“... Sounds like a hassle if they keep interfering with your life.”

I tried to lightheartedly go along with it, but honestly, I felt like I completely understood where Kinari’s coming from.

My parents probably interfere with my life more than Kinari’s do with his.

… But they only do it to me.

I have the ringtone turned off so I won’t hear, but I get loads of mails and calls from my parents. I can’t bear with it.

It happens every day.

Right at that moment, I saw Kinari press the record button on the cassette recorder.

“What’re you gonna record?”

I asked without thinking, and Kinari laughed like a kid that pulled off a prank.

“Come on, I want to record your singing. So, what's next?”

I couldn’t hold back my laugh as I picked up the microphone.

“Then you should record your own voice too, Kinari.”

In the end, we picked a duet that we always sing together, and sang away cheerfully as if to forget our parents.

As soon as the song ended, Kinari hit the play button on the cassette recorder. I got a little embarrassed when I heard our singing voices on the recording.

“Do you think Goz will quit asking us to sing if I give him this?”

“Eh… Don’t do that. Please. He’ll use it to tease us for the rest of our lives.”

I winced at Kinari’s rather horrifying suggestion.

And then, Kinari, who was laughing until now, suddenly became expressionless.

“The rest of our lives, huh,” he whispers, and then quietly says to me, “this is a song for the dead, you know.”

 I nodded, realizing that the duet we sang really was meant to be sung for people who passed on, and Kinari turned to face me.

“Hey, Tao, if you were to die tomorrow… What would you want to say to the people you’d leave behind?”

Kinari’s eyes met mine.

At that moment, his eyes… Reflected my figure as though they were mirrors.

I stared back at him as though I was being sucked into his gaze, even though I didn’t really understand the meaning of the words he’d just asked me.

“Hey, you nitwits! Goz-sama has brought you your drinks!”

The door suddenly burst open, and Goz entered the room in high spirits. The glasses he held in both hands were an eerie mix of green and purple, and Kinari and I both grimaced.

“Get lost, go away. Take your drinks and leave.”

“Kinari~ You wanted to drink that bad? Here you go.”

“Woah… What did you put in this? Even the smell is awful…”

I never got to understand what that question meant because of Goz and his insane drinks.

Then, I thought to myself, I’d ask Kinari next time we saw each other.

After singing to our hearts’ content, we went outside and noticed how time had passed.

We got to the station and were about to part ways, but I hadn’t gone through the turnstile. Kinari called out to me with a puzzled expression, “Aren’t you gonna take the train, Tao? Isn’t your house kinda far?”

I froze, not knowing how to respond to that.

Goz had an immediate reply.

“We’re on a diet, so we’ll go home cycling instead.”

“How lame. You should work out instead of dieting.” Kinari said back, but he didn’t delve into the topic any further and walked off towards the ticket gate.

Goz was probably just covering for me. He usually goes home by train, but just as he had said to Kinari, he dutifully followed me to the bicycles rack.

“You should just go back to the train.”

“Going back’s too much of a hassle. Let me ride with you.”

“If we get caught by the cops, we’ll get in trouble…”

I said that, but I was planning to let him ride from the start. Goz knows that I get sick when riding trains, and lied to Kinari for me. But even after doing so, he didn’t ask for any favors, and didn’t start fussing over me.

… If I’m being honest, Goz’s casual acts of kindness have saved me time and again.

When we were starting out middle school and Goz and I were in the same class–

I was horrified that people would find out that I was that fraud boy that showed up on TV in the past.

Wanting to be loved by my parents, I started this trick of guessing cards. While on TV, I was called a genius and a psychic, and my parents believed I was God’s child.

But in the end, I couldn’t bear the pressure of having to keep up the lie, and revealed on a live program that I’m a fraud.

The one thing I hadn’t anticipated wasn’t the harsh criticism I’d receive from society having turned its back on me, but my parents continuing to believe, without a doubt, that I was God’s child.

All that being said, because my puberty started early, and I suddenly grew taller, by the time I entered middle school, no one could tell that fraud child was me.

One day, just as I was feeling relieved about that, Goz suddenly said,

“You’re that psychic kid that was on TV some time ago, aren’t you!? I knew I had seen you somewhere before.”

At that moment, I thought my death was looming right over me.

But instead, Goz went on:

“You revealed it was all fake during a live broadcast, didn’t you? I thought you were, like, super cool!”

… That was completely out of the blue.

I never thought I’d come across the miracle of meeting someone who knew who I am, but didn’t despise me for it.

Goz and I have been inseparable since then.

… I wonder if that’s what best friends are like? I’ve never gone out of my way to confirm it with him, but that’s what I think. Goz knows pretty much everything about me, anyway.

Pedaling was a lot heavier with Goz on board, and as soon as we reached a hill, I groaned a strained, “Get off, man!” and pedaled with all my might.

Goz laughed out loud from behind me and said, “Look ahead and keep going, Tao!” with clearly no intention of getting off.

The hustle and bustle of the station is far behind us, our path is being shined upon by the residential area’s lights, and a dog is barking somewhere. I’m pedaling, and Goz is laughing.

It’s a trivial, pointless, and might in some ways even be a boring, ordinary day.

But I think days like this are the most precious thing in the world.

Being “normal” is a treasure worth more than anything else.

Novel directory: Tuesday, June 29, 1999 / 1 | Tuesday, June 29, 1999 / 2 | Tuesday, June 29, 1999 / 3 | Wednesday, June 30, 1999 | Souta Gozu

[youchangedmedestiel]

I had a convo with @morallygreyintrovert about an idea of a fic with songs for Sam, Dean and Cas (like in Zoey's Extraordinary playlist for those who know this show). Her post is there if you want to take a look. I told her I had a list of songs somewhere, so there it is, I thought I could share it with the class while I'm at it.

Sorry Dean, but I would have loved to see that (and there is definitely some singing in SPN). Anyway, here are the songs I thought about:

Separate Ways (Worlds Apart) by Journey (for season 4) Dean could sing this to Cas when he is still bind to Heaven (and goes through repetitive brain washing sessions). Jensen would totally be able to perform this song like in the video and I would pay a big amount of money to see that, and Misha walking like the girl in the clip with his own trench coat, I can totally picture that one in my head.

I feel you by Depeche mode (for season 4-5) Cas would be the one singing this one and it would be about the famous profound bound between them, when Cas starts feeling for the first time, doubting, and being drawn to Dean, to his "precious soul".

Never tear us apart by INXS (for season 4-5 or 8) Cas again would sing this to Dean, the "two worlds collided" in the song could be Heaven and Earth, angels' world and humans' world that could never tear them apart. Despite their differences, Cas loves Dean’s "precious heart".

Couldn’t stop caring by The Spiritual Machines (for season 5) this one is only for Dean, he would sing this one for himself, while he is fighting against the destiny (the “she” in the song), while the Apocalypse is about to happen and the angels are pressuring him to say yes to Michael, insisting he could be the one to stop it because it’s his destiny. And the title, I mean, it's Dean, "the most caring man on Earth" as Cas said it himself (15x18).

The way I feel by 12 Stones (for season 8) That’s just Dean in Purgatory, while searching for Cas. Feeling how much he needs him and how much he hates feeling like this. And the praying part, well you, "I prayed to you, Cas, every night" (8x02).

Next to me by Imagine Dragons (for season 8-9) This one is for Dean not feeling he is worth anything, but despite everything bad he did (not being able to save Cas from Purgatory, kicking him out of the bunker, etc.) and feeling like he let Cas’s down, well Cas stays by his side and Dean doesn’t understand why.

Killed or Be killed by Muse (for season 9) It’s MoC!Dean, it has fear, love, demons and fate in it. It has everything and it’s just perfect.

I wanna be your slave by Måneskin (for season 10) I don’t know if someone thought about that one before, maybe I’m totally wrong but I think it could be Demon!Dean about Cas, because despite being a demon Dean would still not be normal about Cas and without his human filters it could totally go that way. Too bad we didn’t see more of Demon!Dean with Cas, otherwise we would have seen this. You know in the karaoke bar, Cas enters and Dean is on the stage drunk singing this to him. Just imagine.

I won’t say I’m in love from Hercules (for season 13) When Cas comes back from the Empty, Dean would totally sing that and the muses that sing here could be Balthazar, Metatron, Crowley, Charlie, and Sam (maybe they could be even more, like Benny for example could also be here, but there’s only five muses in the movie). 

Stole my heart by Tanner Cherry (for season 15) I don’t know why but I can totally picture Cas singing this to Dean in the dungeon instead of that heartbreaking confession, and it’s already funnier to think about it.

Bonus:

I’m so excited by Pointer Sister Dean should sing that to Cas if he can’t use his own words to say what he feels, plus it would be fun to see that. Another big amount of money I would spent just to watch this happen on my screen.

Let’s have intercourse by Crazy ex-girlfriend Dean could sing this one to Cas, and of course, there would also be the dancing part.

I was made for lovin’ you by Kiss I don’t know why but I can totally picture that one too, where Cas sings this to Dean. Same thing, lots of money to see that.

Country boy by Alan Jackson the last one but not the least. Do you know who would sing that to who? Dean to Cas, human or without his wings, and it’s even funnier because those two idiots in love met on September 2008, which happens to be the date of release of this song. So it’s destiny, plus the country thing with cowboys hat and all, this song is obviously about them. Like almost every other songs on the planet since I saw them meet on my screen.

Anyway, I think I rediscovered all my playlists with Destiel ears and that's how you got what's above. Hope you'll like the ideas, or at least the songs. There's FOR SURE more songs that could be there, don't hesitate to share with the class.

[darkshrimpemotions]

Cas IS about to sing karaoke and it IS going to be Beyonce's Crazy In Love and Dean IS looking at him like he invented music the entire time.

[impala-dreamer]

Tell me about getting drunk and Dean tucking you in bed, taking care of you.

The drums kicked in and so did you, beating the air with your fists, banging your head to the music booming through the Bunker’s PA system. 

Technically speaking, you weren’t supposed to do that anymore- Sam had scolded you more than once with very long, very boring lectures about why it wasn’t only inconsiderate but potentially detrimental to the equipment. 

But Sam wasn’t home.

Nor was Dean… or Jack… Cas… Nope, you had the place to yourself. All the booze to yourself, too. Not that there was much left. 

After polishing off the decanters of whiskey in the Library, you’d sneaky sneaked into Dean’s room and pulled the spare, more expensive bottle of Kentucky Bourbon from his foot locker. He wouldn’t mind. 

No, he actually would, but under the influence of the oak-aged vanilla notes, you didn’t care.

For a few hours, life was good. The monsters in the dark were being taken care of by someone else, the laundry was all put away, and you were fucking loving blasting Alanis through the halls. 

Seriously, why does anyone listen to anything other than Jagged Little Pill? The thought raced through your head and you took a long swallow straight from the bottle. 

The room swayed a bit, but you ignored it. So what, if the floor was suddenly soggy. You didn’t have to stand on the floor. 

The glowing table seemed steady, so you kicked off your shoes and climbed aboard. Sam would be happy that you took your shoes off. 

“You took for a joke, you took me for a child-” Your voice rang out as you tried to outsing Ms. Morrisette, basically screeching at the top of your lungs as the angsty song settled into your bones. 

“Yeah. Fuck them! You’re not a child. You’re a grown-ass woman who’s damned sexy and quick with a blade!” 

Cheering yourself, you took another swig and the lights blurred. You teetered on the tabletop but turned it into a dance, rocking out. 

With all the charisma of a drunken karaoke bachelorette, the bottle became your microphone and you let it rip. 

“Took me out to wine, dine, sixty-nine me! But didn’t hear a damned word I said!” 

Air drums were the best. Why didn’t you do this more often?

The big door above you opened but there was no way to hear it. The music was too loud, you singing was too aggressive. A set of boots thudded down the metal staircase and green eyes burned into you. 

“Y/N/N?” 

“Well, hello mister man- I didn’t think you’d come back--”

Dean laughed and came forward, tossing his duffle bag onto the chair at the head of the table. 

“What are you doing?” He yelled, sticking a finger in his ear as the crest of the song bled through the speakers. 

“I’m being awesome!” you shouted back. 

He bit his lip and nodded, watching you dance with a growing smile. 

As the song finished, you tried to do an impressive twirl but the booze decided that was too stupid not to fuck with, and you tumbled… off of the table… right into Dean’s strong arms. 

Terrified, you stared up at his handsome freckled face and laughed. “My hero!”

“My drunken rockstar,” he teased, carefully shifting to set you down on your feet. 

The floor still seemed to be made of something akin to watery jello, and you swayed, grabbing onto his flannel for help. 

“I think I have dranken too frequently upon this event,” you confessed, licking the last drops of bourbon from your lips. 

Dean laughed under his breath and wrapped his arm around you, holding you steady. “Uh, yeah, you can say that again.” 

A burp tickled your throat and you squinted at him, concerned. “No, Dean. I don’t think I can do.” 

Somehow, you made it to bed, but since your feet didn’t remember moving, you were pretty sure Dean had carried you there. The bedroom walls were spinning too, but at least the bed was comfy and the pillow was soft. Smelled like Dean. 

He was hovering above you, tucking the thick woolen blanket around your sides and smoothing it out. 

“You good?” 

His smile was beautiful and you reached up to caress his cheek but ended up slapping him. 

“Shit! I’m so sorry!” 

Dean leaned in and kissed each eye closed, forcing you to settle down. “If you feel like puking, aim for the trash bin, please. The sheets are clean.” Another kiss landed on the tip of your nose. “And there’s water on the nightstand.” 

The darkness behind your eyes was undulating like you were in a funhouse, but you managed to nod and thank him. 

“I do see right through you, ya know,” you said as the mattress lifted from his departure. 

He turned back and looked down at you. “Is that a good thing?” 

“It is.” Smiling, you opened your arms for him and he went, sliding in next to you. “You’re all over tough on the outsides but inside… right through you where the oreo cream is- you’re just… the bestest best boy I ever have met in this crazy place that we live on.”

He laughed and nuzzled into your neck. “On Earth?” 

“Yeah… that place.” 

The lights were dimming in your head and the sweet tingle of sleep was upon you. You wrapped yourself tight around him and took a deep breath, breathing him in. 

“Simply… the best.”

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[juniperhillpatient]

the demon dean arc had no right to be so funny for no reason I’m sorry like dean is allowed to be pretty much openly bisexual but ONLY if he’s evil. cas went into a deep depression & lays around naked in bed. he tries to talk to sam about missing dean & sam straight up hangs up on him mid conversation when it starts to get a little too gay for him. all “evil” dean does is have gay sex & sing karaoke. crowley ordered all the demons to be quiet about his whereabouts as if it was this big dramatic thing when really he was just on a gay road trip with dean.

[dcbtv]

Title: Breaking Up, Not Broken

Author: Hectatess

Artist: Eliza Avalo

Song: We are never ever getting back together

Posting date: September 18, 2023

Rating: Mature

Any archive warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Additional Tags:

No infidelity fic. Cas breaks up before dating Dean. Promise!

Karaoke

Toxic Relationship

Based on a Taylor Swift Song

DCBTV | DeanCas Bang (Taylor's Version) 2023

Demi-sexual Castiel

Bi-Sexual Dean Winchester

Friends to Lovers

Summary:

Castiel doesn’t understand/ why can’t he have a normal relationship, like everybody else? It’s not like he isn’t trying. He just… doesn’t get butterflies or goosebumps about people. And he definitely isn’t in it for the sex.

Dean has a crush on Cas. Had it for years. But Cas is with April and Dean is just Not That Kind Of Guy. He’ll be content with being the best friend that helps Cas back on his feet whenever April breaks his heart again.

Then Cas sings a song to finally end it all between him and April, but he doesn’t stop there. Had Dean been missing out?

Link to Fic:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50174788/chapters/126716767

Link to Art:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50176903

[fighting-these-demons]

Can't sleep

Can't stop thinking of this as a Yuk*na song.

I know it's like draft 3 of the same song on the Tarja Breakup Album but like.

I just think it's very Yuk*na.

Anyway. It'd be pretty good for the STBAU since the Yukiek* is one-sided.

Idk I just think she'd get in in her feelings about it and you know K*zuma was taking her to Megall*ca concerts. Who's to say Eveningwish didn't open for them once or twice and inspire Yuk*na to try her hand in a band or at least karaoke with her own made up lyrics?

To clarify the song is about ALL of the ways that her heart has been breaking and Hi*i is The Main Reason she's been hurting. It's just that the rejection from Keik* compounds that. And she's Reflecting on it and Singing about it.