So with the money I earned from helping my granddad out I bought myself Dream Daddy and this game… I swear. I have cried twice (once from laughing) and I’ve burst into giggles and awwwwww’s more times than I can count.
Also, I’m terrible at this because I have like three dads I want to date all together.
A big thank you to @deadlyangelkay and her post that helped me write the most words I’ve written in a long time 😀
Ship: DCJ
Rating: Mature
Summary: Dean is feeling pretty down but that tends to happen when you have to listen to your hot neighbors hooking up but hey, at least this time he has cookies and hating on the lucky shits who get to have sex with either Cas or Jimmy is a lot nicer when cookies are involved…
Word Count: 1.3k
AO3 Link: Read Here
Excerpt:
Really Cas?…or Jimmy,” Dean thought, rolling his eyes. He couldn’t quite pin down which of his twin neighbors was engaging in some extremely vigorous sex even though he was (shamefully) familiar with both of their styles of sex noises so he couldn’t be more specific in his mental ranting. Whichever one of you that’s over there, there’s no way whoever you’re fucking is that goddamn good.
The universe laughed at him as in response to this thought, an earsplitting shout that sounded like “Fuck, fuck! Harder!” burst through the shared wall.
Another flare of bitter jealousy followed this and Dean renewed his efforts to ignore his sorrows with the help of tiny holiday themed cookies and milk. He could make it through this.
This wasn’t the first time he’d had to sit in his living room and listen as some lucky soul got to fuck one of his gorgeous neighbors while he could only imagine how freaking amazing it would be to be in that person’s shoes. Tomorrow morning whoever was currently having sex with whichever twin would leave and either Cas or Jimmy would come over and have breakfast with Dean like usual and everything would continue in the horrible sexually frustrated spiral that was slowly killing his sex life.
No big deal. He’d done it before. Besides these cookies were pretty damn good, what more could he want?
Tagging: @jhoomwrites, @ldrmas since you might enjoy this little ditty
no more ‘vampires who correct history books’
more vampires who don’t remember
more vampires saying ‘i don’t fucking know man, google it’
more vampires not remembering important historical figures
more vampires not recalling centuries worth of history
more vampires saying ‘ that was at least 300 years ago, how the FUCK could i remember that detail?’
more vampires whose brains work like human brainsMore vampires who 300 years later can’t remember what was the truth and what was the lie they told to get out of trouble.
More vampires who are like, “I don’t know, man, I spent most of that decade in an opium den.”
More vampires who weren’t paying attention because they didn’t think it would be important.
More vampires who don’t know because there was lot of conflicting gossip and they don’t want to point any fingers.
More vampires who are just bad at dates. “Back in 1620, or was it 1645, wait, what year is it now?”
More vampires who were on a totally different continent when it happened, so get off their back and stop asking them questions already.
YES to all of this but also consider: vampires who only remember the most trivial stuff.
“Oh yeah, the only thing I remember about the American Revolution was this nice candlemaker I met sometime, and she was wearing this really cute red shawl…”
“Uhhh I don’t remember much about the fall of Rome but there was this one fucking cobblestone right outside the coliseum…”
Also consider: vampires who realize three or four hundred years after the fact that they knew someone famous.
Just sits up in bed one night screaming “THAT WAS GEORGE GODDAMN WASHINGTON”
Yay!!! Good to hear it!
And glad to have you back around 🙂
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Lol. I was more asking why you stayed up to begin with lmao. Sleep is good for you, yo. But yay, writing!! What were you working on?
Oh. I stayed up b/c I had to. Got stuff to do today.
I’m doing some dcj stuff, dragon’s keep, saileen bb. Daydreaming about the dcj bang I can’t do yet. All the writing.
Ok, but why???? Why are you up? I have theories but I don’t want to say them in case you’d be uncomfortable with people knowing
Why what? Why am I tired? Because I stayed up waaaay too late writing and stuff. I’m confuzzled
Two things happen simultaneously when I’m kept awake through the combined powers of Coffee and Sheer Force of Will.
Number one is that I’m tired, obviously, but the second is that I get really stupid silly.
girl in language class: so why are you taking Italian? 🙂
me thinking about my plan to go back in time and raw Leonardo Da Vinci so hard he can’t walk for three days: I love the food
to clear things up because some of you clearly cannot fucking read: i am a homosexual man who is willing to go back in time and put my entire penis inside of historical figure Leonardo Da Vinci’s rectum in an act of anal sex and then go on to live a lavish and intellectually stimulating lifestyle as his beloved top. i don’t know what a video game is and i don’t care.
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