#lunarxylop

[perlukafarinn]

Second try, I hope I can explain myself better this time. Can you write something about Castiel stress baking way to much Christmas cookies for the second year in a row and Dean being anxious because he doesn't know how to tell his boyfriend that his baking is kind of disgusting

The smell of cinnamon hits Dean like a brick wall as soon ashe enters the apartment. He swallows down his greeting, as well as the slightinstinctive nausea, and wonders if he can get away with just turning on his heeland walk right out again.

“Dean?” Cas calls from the kitchen, ruining whatever fainthope Dean had. “Could you give me a hand?”

Dean allows himself one deep, regretful sigh beforeshrugging off his jacket and joining Cas in the kitchen. The cinnamon scent is absolutelycloying in there and Dean can see why – the counters are littered with traysand trays of freshly baked cinnamon cookies, all of them somehow burnt at theedges and gooey in the middle.

Because for some godforsaken reason, that’s how Cas prefersthem.

“Your mom called again?” Dean guesses.

“What?” Cas puts down yet another tray and when he looks upand turns Dean’s way, Dean can see a smidge of flour on his forehead. “Whywould you think that?”

Dean glances around the kitchen. “I dunno, just guessing.”

When it comes to his family, Cas has two coping mechanisms:repress the hell out of it and stress-bake.

Too bad he’s a terrible baker.

“As a matter of fact, it was my father who called,” Cas says,dusting his hands on his apron. “He invited us to spend Christmas with them.”

“You said no, right?”

Cas gives him a withering glare. “No, Dean, because obviouslyI love spending time with my family and would gladly spend what few vacationdays I have getting picked apart for every decision I’ve made in my life, up toand including the man I married.”

“Shut up, your parents love me.”

Dean picks up one cookie, turning it around in his hands.Some day he’s gonna have to nut up and tell Cas that his baking is awful but healready knows it’s not gonna be today. Cas is already in an awful mood, he’snot gonna make it worse.

He bites into it, giving Cas a convincingly fake smile as hechews slowly. Cas gives him an honest smile back, and for a moment Dean can’teven taste the awful half-baked mess in his mouth.

Honestly, the things he does for love.

[my-wayward-son-carry-on]

I just discovered you Blind!Dean AU, it's so freaking awesome. Thank you

aahh yes join us on this AU

[lunarxylop]

@enuzv 30-31 Destiel 😭😭😭

30. “It’s not what it looks like…” 

31. “You lied to me.”

 Domestic AU with married!Destiel and Dadstiel 

Sorry i took so long, I hope you like it :)

Castiel loves his simple and domestic life. He loves his family and the life they're building together. He loves his husband beautiful green eyes, his freckles and his calloused and gentle hands; he loves his personality, his flaws, his quirk and his annoying habits or at least he learned how to live with them. Castiel loves his house, his regular-sized and cozy house, the house he brought with Dean when they started their life together, and their own family. Castiel loves his daughter, Claire, a five-year-old blessing Dean and he met three years ago. Castiel loves baking with Claire as much as Claire loves it. He loves the glow that shines in his daughter’s eyes and her bright smile as she shares those pastries with family and friends.

“Dean!” Castiel says.

“It's not what it looks like!” Dean defends himself, the spoon still in his hand.

“You're not eating the only pie Claire and I baked for family dinner at your parents’ house tonight” Castiel answers with irony.

“No!” Dean tries innocently with his cropped smile.

“Dean, you have crust crumbs all over yourself.”

“Then, this is exactly what it looks like!”

“You're so frustrating sometimes. Must you always eat the pie? ”

“Hey, you let a warm homemade apple pie on the counter tempting me, what was I supposed to do.”

“Wait until dinner like an adult. I promise Mary we were going to bring dessert. Claire was so happy. ”

"I'm sorry sunshine" Dean apologies to his husband using his favorite pet name, guilt settling in his stomach.

He kisses him until they are interrupted by their daughter, ready to go to the Winchester homestead for their weekly family dinner. Dean takes Claire in is arms and apologizes softly, kissing his daughter face, everywhere, making her laugh. They are getting in the car when Dean realizes he's been played.

"You lied to me!" Dean raises an eyebrow at Castiel when he noticed Claire has another pie in her hands.

"We knew you would eat the pie Daddy, so we made another and Papa let me hide it. It was so funny."

"You're hiding pie now Cas and you're using our daughter to make me feel bad. This is a whole new level.

Castiel smile back at his husband, happy he outsmarts Dean gluttony. Sometimes Castiel isn't sure why he loves his husband so much, but then he remembers how fun his flaws can be.

Send me a number and a pairing and I’ll write you something sweet

[ozonecologne]

Every time I'm in the mood for some Tattooed Cas or Punk Cas, I read "The Laundromat Verse" and it's still amazed me each time. You wrote a really beautiful fic. Thank you

OH NOOOOOOO Thank YOU!!! I always get so happy when someone mentions The Laundromat ‘Verse.

[vinnie-cha]

I just love your st garrison's hospital au. it's so funny and sweet, It's awesome

aww thank you!

[snarkysnartes-blog]

What about Dean and Donna eating ice cream together because online dating is a nightmare. Maybe ship it at the end 😊

"Another failure?" Donna licks the corner of her waffle cone, the strawberry flavor filling her taste buds. Dean drops into the seat across from her and she hands him a chocolate and vanilla swirled cone. "Online dating sucks." He takes it and instead of savoring it, he takes a bite. "I could have told you that. That's why it never stuck with me. What was she like?" Dean shrugs. "Cute, reminded me of Cassie. My ex. I liked her up until her boyfriend showed up." "Ouch." Donna grins. "Ouch indeed. I had to lie my way out of it. The guy was huge and I didn't feel like fighting tonight." Donna stares him down. An idea pops into her mind. "How about we try it?" Dean's eyes meet hers. "What?" "Dating it, I mean. It seems like we can't find anyone so how about we try it out?" Dean smiles. "you know what, I'll like that." Donna takes a bite of her cone and smiles.

[galaxystiel]

I got this sweet idea the other day about Castiel visiting his grandmother/grandfather every week to play Scrabble because he's a good grandson and because he's a massive crush on Nurse Dean

Yesssss, I loved this!!! :D

“Castiel, are you even listening to me? I played Quartz on atriple word score and you didn’t even bat an eyelid.”

Cringing at being caught out staring at the gorgeous nurse,Castiel directs his attention back to his grandmother. Despite her years, she’sstill as sharp as ever and is almost definitely suspicious of Castiel’sincreased visits. He has always visited her weekly, but this is the fifth timein two weeks he’s stopped by, and he’s rapidly running out of excuses.

“Yes, of course I was. You were talking about, uh,” At theknowing look in his grandmother’s eyes, Castiel gives it up and sighs, ducking hishead to stare the Scrabble board. “Sorry, Grammy. I was distracted. What wereyou saying?”

“I was saying thatyou should just ask him out already.”

Castiel stills in his chair, a flush settling over hischeeks. “I don’t know what you mean.”

His grandmother sniffs, her frail hands stilling as sheplaces her tileboard to one side. “Of course you do. I’m not blind, you know.Nurse Winchester is a good-looking boy. About your age too, I should think. He’squite a catch.”

Blushing furiously at his grandmother’s volume, Castielshrinks back into his chair. “Shh! I was just looking, that was all.”

“And that’s why you’ve visited me five times in the last twoweeks? To stare at him? You’re not plucking up the courage to ask him out?” Shepresses.

Castiel’s blush deepens and he shakes his head, sinkingfurther into the seat and wondering exactly what he’s gotten himself into. Howcould he be so stupid as to think he’d get away with it. Risking a glance inNurse Winchester’s direction, he finds the green-eyed beauty in questionstaring directly at him, the corners of his mouth turned up in an amused grin.

“What do you think?” His grandmother calls out. “Would you goon a date with my grandson?”

Castiel groans and buries his face in his hands. Oh God. He’snever coming back here ever again. He’ll mail care packages in the future.Phone calls on holidays. That’s all.

“Sure,” Nurse Winchester calls back, and when Castiel’sheart starts beating again, he risks looking up from his hands. “Your grandsonis a handsome guy, Edith. He might have to tell me his name first, though. That’ssomething I should know before I agree.”

Castiel swallows, and finds the courage in his grandmother’stwinkling eyes to get up and head over to the handsome nurse.

“Castiel,” he says, offering his hand.

The nurse smiles as he reaches out to take it, and Castielnotices a spattering of freckles just underneath the emerald green eyes andfalls in love just a little bit.

“Dean."

Send me prompt ideas?

[elicedraws]

Samantha likes to do the head tilt like his father.

Samantha is a nephilim! 

request for @lunarxylop

[wheniwrite28]

A huge thank you and 2017- the year of tumblr!

As the year ends I can't believe that I started off just as an cockles shipper who didn't ship Destiel, I know the blasphemy, but then this year has been super Destiel heavy. I have found great people to be friends with, just chatted with random strangers, wrote 19 fics on Ao3, wrote some prompts on tumblr, had a mutual as a person whose writing I adore,I just don't know.

So I huge thank you to- @warlocks-and-angels @paradoxical-head @bend-me-shape-me (dude you are amazing, I love what you write and I don't even know how we are Mutuals but I am happy I got to know you in 2017, @that anonymous person who sent me those prompts

@lunarxylop @top-cas-bottom-dean @fanforfanatic (I low-key love you! Just accept it) @castiel-left-his-mark-on-me (I might not be her friend or a very known mutual but I am got honestly a big fan of her, she is amazing)

And everyone who has left a kudos, liked or reblogged or commented on my fic or just saw this blog and followed, I am humbled and I can truly say- this has been a year of tumblr for me.

PS this year was also the year of When Harry Met Sally, I don't know if @mnwood will see this but I have not read any other cockles (from the starting- how it began fic) and I can't thank you enough for writing it, a huge thank you to give it a little nudge for Caniformes and Englandwouldfall is an amazing author, check all her fics and this one fic that frustrated me- to build a home by intothesilentland, I just can't tell you how much these few fics have meant to me. I hope you people keep writing in any shape or form. I will continue reading it!

[ladyofthursday]

Rules: List 10 songs you’re currently vibing on and tag 10 people.

I’ve never been tagged to do something like this before! (Cue frantic searching through my spotify to choose songs).

Tagged by the lovely @ricketyjukeboxer

Angel with an Attitude - The Ditty Bops. (It’s my personal theme right now)

Immigrant Song - Led Zepplin. (Because of Thor)

Angel - Theory of a Deadman. (It’s such a Destiel song!)

Slow Hands - Niall Horan. (My husband has been playing this over and over so it’s stuck in my fucking head!)

Bed of Roses - Bon Jovi. (It’s Bon Jovi - no explanation required)

Lone Digger - Caravan Palace. (This has the weirdest fucking video ever but it’s such a good song). 

I’m Not Okay (I Promise) - My Chemical Romance. (I’ve been reliving my teenage years and I love it so much.) 

Hello - from the Book of Mormon (Damn I wanna see this show so bad) 

Stacey’s Mom - Fountain’s of Wayne (Because my husband is sat next to me right now, playing this song!) 

That Man - Caro Emerald (Two words: Agent Carter *swoon*)

Now for tags, don’t feel you have to take part! Also if I haven’t tagged you and you wanna do it - do it! (I’m terrible at tagging stuff). @lunarxylop, @felixmarouchka, @snarkysnartes, @thehopelessromantic24, @tobythewise

[ilovelucey]

11 Questions Tag Game

I was tagged by @tobythewise. Thanks for all these tough questions!

1. Post the rules

2. Answer the questions given

3. Make 11 questions of your own

4. Tag 11 people (or less lol)

1. Dream job?

Hmm. Set designer? Something creative and fun.

2. French Mistake or Changing Channels?

Changing Channels for sure. I LOVE Gabe and every episode he's in. I love this episode because even though it's fun, it's also a meaty episode because we learn that Gabe is Gabe!

3. What song has been stuck in your head lately?

Probably something on Pink's new album? Wild Hearts Can't Be Broken.

4. Who is your favorite female supernatural character?

Absolutely Charlie.

5. What’s your favorite food?

This is hard...probably bread? I know bread and water is "prisoner's food" but that sounds awesome to me. Although, Prisoners probably get wonder bread. I want a good crusty sourdough.

6. Favorite season?

Autumn. I like when its crisp but not too cold (too cold to a Californian is like 65 degrees lol)

7. Take out of homecooked meals?

Homecooked

8. How has the internet/fandom changed you?

It has made me cool new internet friends and also closer with irl friends (friend) who I've coerced into the fandom.

9. Favorite ships.

Destiel is my OTP. I also quite enjoy Dean/Cas/Jimmy. I also ship Remus/Sirius in HP but haven't been active in that fandom for awhile.

10. Do you have a pet?

No, but I have a lot of plants.

11. Favorite holiday.

Columbus Day! Just kidding. It's Christmas.

My Questions:

1. What's your favorite candle scent?

2. Describe your perfect day off.

3. Favorite vacation spot?

4. What's your favorite song to listen to while driving?

5. What's your favorite condiment?

6. Coke or Pepsi?

7. What TV show or movie makes you nostalgic for your childhood?

8. Early bird or night owl?

9. Fave podcast?

10. Fuck, Marry, Kill - Donald Trump, Steve Bannon, and Kellyanne Conway

11. Dragons or Dinosaurs?

12. Bonus question - Describe your worst friend and why is it @kelseysaurus?

I tag @ricketyjukeboxer, @farawaystardust @lunarxylop @robotsnchicks @snarkysnartes @thevioletcaptain @phangirlpenguin @carrieosity and anyone else who wants to give it a go!

[surlybobbies]

If you allow me to fangirl for a moment. I read your DCBB and loved it, then I read your flipflest and loved it too so naturally I started reading every other fiction you wrote and thank you for all those amazing stories 😁

These are the types of messages I love most.  !!! Thank you for the honor of taking up your time with my silly, indulgent fics.  ;_____;

[lunarxylop]

29 + Dean x Donna :)

29. “I thought you were dead.”

Friends with benefit AU with Police Officer!Donna and Doctor!Dean 

I hope you like it :)

Donna is at home enjoying a lazy Sunday afternoon. She loves her job as a police officer but working with her ex-husband wasn’t really one of the highlights. She’d asked for a transfer but as the station was already understaffed, she knows she’ll probably end up spending her life with her ex-husband anyway. The irony made her snicker. She needs time to unwind. She was too darn nice to be as vulgar and mean as her ex-husband has been to her. She hasn’t been raised that way. She needs chocolate-chip cookies and a romantic comedy to cheer her up. She is halfway to the kitchen when she hears her phone ring. She answers it, surprised to see who is calling her.

“Dean!” she says, a sweet smile brightening her face. “I thought you were dead.”

“Don’t even mention it. That damn hospital doesn’t seem to be able to work without me!”

“That’s what you get for working in the ER”

“Well, being an emergency doctor sucks. The last few times I had a day off, I was too damn tired to do anything. Anyway, how’s my girl?”

“I was about to watch a movie. It’s been awhile since I watched Love Actually.”

“So not good, huh! I could come over and we could watch it together. Me, Hugh Grant and donuts to cheer you up?”

“That sounds good”

“And maybe after I could cheer you up with some other kind of afternoon delight?

"You have no idea how much I need that. You’re the best! I’m so darn glad we’re friends.”

“Well, you know me” answered Dean, laughing. “See you in 20.”

Donna laughs once Dean hangs up. She might have to deal with Doug, her lousy ex-husband, at work for the rest of her life, but contrary to when they were married, this time, she is getting sex out of it.

Send me a number and a pairing and I’ll write you something sweet

[wheniwrite28]

The search of a heart to find a home

This is still new for them, to wait for 30 odd years to now, when they have their soul mates. Dean often catches wishful glances from Cas and sometimes he wonders how is any of this real.

Their first date has been a disaster and they are still trying to find some footing in each other's life. Although Dean was right, Cas is a librarian, the new librarian of their school.

It is strange to go from never meeting your soulmate to see them very day. "Dean, you are staring again," Cas chuckles.

The staring has gotten better or at least he think it has. But whatever, it maybe, he loves that Cas is here. That weird naked dude is almost chill for him.

They have to find their hearts to find the place which they will call home. It is strange that Dean had never felt home in his life, he knows the feeling for all intends and purpose he did have a home. But it had stopped felling like one at 18. It is when most of people found homes and their soulmates. Maybe home is more than just a  place.

Cas is already in the passenger seat and Dean too shakes himself out of this line of thought and drives them. The hearts will call to them, most people tell them that. They have to hold each other or touch some way and the call will come by itself.

“Dean,” Cas murmures, holding on to Dean’s shoulder, the skin beneath his hand throbs. It feels Cas’s hand is getting tattooed on to his skin. The imprint of their bond.

“Cas,” He acknowledges what is happening. Sam had commented that Dean and Cas could communicate without speaking. Even though they had known each other for a very little while. World is simultaneously really cruel and extraordinarily sweet to have given Cas and Dean finally a chance.

The heart beats increase when the proximity to their true home increases, most people get places where they already live or their soulmates live. He wonders if it would be the case with them. In the distance they can see a oak tree. 

“I think we are here, Dean,” He loves when Cas says his name in his gravely voice. It makes him feel special. A bit more than normal. As if his name has new meaning all of sudden.

There is an oak tree and a forest accompanying that. “I think our hearts have steered us wrong,” Dean grumbles, he knew he will have some bad luck in the situation.

“I don’t think so, let’s get out of the car,” Cas says and leaves. Not waiting to see if Dean follows. Maybe he will follow. He knows that most likely he will.

Cas is look at the trunk fascinated, and Dean sees it too. A marking made with knife, he remembers. 

There are only two words- Home- Dean. He remembers the time when he was 12 and had wandered here from the community park and felt at ease, looking at this tree. 

“Maybe we are thinking this wrong, Dean. Maybe our home is where we are,” Cas hugs him from behind.

“Maybe,” Dean turns his head and kisses Cas’s cheek. A bit of love, a bit of heart and finding home.  

@lunarxylop (Thanks for looking forward to this story, it has made me write some more of it)

[ladyofthursday]

Any last words?

Tagged by the lovely @saltnhalo

RULE: Post the last sentence you wrote (fanfic/original/whatever) and tag as many people as there are words in it.

I’ve actually be writing tonight so I can do this...

What if Cas wants to be with Jimmy more than he wants to be with Dean?  Surprisingly this does not come from a dcj fic... it’s from a challenge instead!  I won’t tag 16 people... but I’ll tag a few and if I anyone else wants to join then pretend I tagged you too! Obviously you don’t have to take part if you don’t want to.  @lunarxylop @felixmarouchka @jhoomwrites @thedogsled @60r3d0m @snarkysnartes @dreamcas

[lunarxylop]

Candy Apples

SPN Rare Ship CC: Round 14 | lunarxylop vs. @meg-wayward-af

Prompt: Hallowsgiving — cranberry sauce and/or candy apples

Ship: Becky/Sam (Rosechester)

Word Count: 1086

Summary: Becky cooks a lot when she’s nervous, and she has a tendency to get nervous a lot, especially when she’s meeting her boyfriend best friend and family.  

Becky was walking on Main Street on her way to her job at the library when she saw someone she thought look like Sam Winchester.  It wasn't the first time. When she was feeling lonely or after particularly bad dates,  she would think about him, Sam Winchester,  in the same way, she used to when she was just a girl carrying a massive crush on her neighbor, the kind and smart boy and his sweet smile. She had been thinking about him so much lately that it didn't surprise her when she started to notice people sharing a resemblance with him on a crowded place.  

But by the following week,  everyone was talking about it, when she was working at the library when she was buying her morning coffee,  even when she was at the grocery store for her weekly trip. Her hometown was seething with excitement, golden boy Sam Winchester was back and Becky still feeling like the clumsy and awkward girl she was when it came to Sam Winchester did her best to avoid him.  It worked for two weeks before she ran out of luck, which was a miracle in itself and a lot of hard work considering how small her hometown was. She was on her weekly trip to the grocery store when she heard Dean Winchester loud and deep voice, he was talking to his brother. While trying to avoid the Winchester's Becky found herself in front of Dean panicking to grab the first thing that came to her hand before trying to leave, but Dean had already recognized her.

"Hey Becky"

"Dean, Hi! "

"How are you?"  

"Fine! Fine! " Becky answered still putting boxes of chocolate chip cookie baking mix in her shopping cart.

"Do you mind,"  Dean asked pointing the baking mix Becky had in her hand. "Cas sends me to buy one.”

Becky gave the box she had in her hand, looking at Dean's hands, afraid to cross his stare.

"Bye Becky!" Dean said while leaving.

Becky angry at herself looked at her shopping cart and wondered what the hell she was doing with a dozen of cookies baking mix. She was going to put them back on the shelf when she realized how good of an idea it was for the kid reading programme after all. Now she just needed to buy a ton of eggs and butter, she would be cooking all night, but it was a nice distraction for Sam Winchester. She paid for all her food, glad to have succeeded in avoiding Sam Winchester once more, congratulating herself when she literally ran into him. Sam, as kind as he always had been, apologized for the whole incident, with a smile on his face when he recognized his old neighbor. He even invited her for a cup of coffee, the next day at the town coffee shop for old time sake.  Becky dazzled by him as she always been could say anything but yes to Sam Winchester.

After cooking all night that day she realized that cooking was very soothing for her nerves. And that how the cooking spree started. Now every time she was overly nervous, Becky cooked to calm herself down. Now four months later, Sam and Becky were officially in a serious relationship, and Becky was known as the town new baking lady.

When Becky wake up that morning, she was a bundle of nerves because tonight was a bit of an unusual pizza and movie night. Sam was introducing her as his girlfriends to his brother Dean and his husband Castiel, but also to his best friend, Gabriel. Having Dean and Castiel as guests tonight, wasn’t what she was worried about even if Dean was a gruff man who liked nobody but his brother and his husband, Castiel was sweet enough for the both of them and already considered Becky as a friend.

Becky was anxious about meeting Gabriel Novak. Gabriel Novak, whose opinion Sam value more than anyone else but his older brother. Gabriel Novak, who was his ex-boyfriend as they mess around and had sex before even if Sam never considered him as such. Gabriel Novak who was a world-renowned baker; a little fact that she wished she knew before offering to baker dessert in his stead. But Sam never called him anything else than Gabe. Castiel was the one who told her and after a long conversation on the phone,  and now she knew he was obsessed with candies and sugary goods.

Yet she still had no idea of what she was going to bake for dinner, she asked Sam for advice, and Sam half laughing answered her that if she baked apple candies, Gabriel would probably love her for the rest of his life.

So Becky went to the grocery store, bought two pounds of apples, several pounds of sugar and way too much vinegar, food coloring and sprinkles. She went back home and spent her whole afternoon baking, burning her fingers making homemade syrup, and having fun with the food coloring and the sprinkles, like a little girl, totally forgetting what she was anxious about in the first place.  

"Babe!”

It was Sam voice who woked her up from her cooking gaze.

“I'm in the kitchen. Baking” Becky answered loudly for him to hear

“Your door was open.”

“That because I knew you were coming.” She replied rolling her eyes, her back to Sam, getting a batch of apples out of her fridge. She always let her door open when she knew he was coming, and despite the fact that it seemed to annoy him every time, she had no intention to stop doing it.

“What's all that?” Sam asked looking at her kitchen island.

“Candy apples. you said I should bake some, that Gabe like them …”

“Yeah, a couple, maybe 5 or 6. Not ... How many have you made?”

“I stopped counting after I reach 20.”

“You stopped counting after …”

“It was so much fun. I was nervous, and I think I kinda went a bit overboard.”

“Well, Gabe is gonna love you for sure now,”

“You really think so because I still have some …”

“Becky stop, he was gonna love you anyway, because you're amazing. You're a little clumsy and have an obsessive behavior toward certain things, but you're important to me.” Sam said before taking his face delicately between his hands and kissing her. “Now we better hide some before he got here because he will make himself sick trying to eat them all.”