#des!

Huh. That’s an odd one…

i’m keeping note of this the next time i have a tortilla chip and a smoothie

No 😔😔😔😔

I want to do it really bad but no lol. I have been writing bits of my fic though. I might try it out eventually for my original stories.

@dtdeath

@iimagining-the-egos is an absolute sweetheart and i love her with all of my heart!

     “I thought you were my friend who’s just done something awful to me (read: cut my hair while I slept, dyed all of my clothes pink, etc. etc.) because you look similar from behind so I stormed up to you and shoved you from behind while calling you an asshole” Is the prompt! AND CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON STARTED PLAYING WHILE I WAS WRITING THIS DX XD…    Dean’s POV I woke to sound of giggling and the dorm door being slammed shut. Who the hell? And what the hell? I stumbled out of bed, looking in my closet, grabbing a pair of clothes. Then realizing they were all dyed pink! PINK! Who was the last person in here? DES! That little bitch! Why would she, i’m going to find her if it’s the last thing that I do!! Shoving on my clothes, that were stashed under my bed, in case of something like this, i bolted out of the dorm. There! As I turned a corner, seeing her long trench coat on of the corner of my eye. She was walking to a nearby bench, quickly catching up to her, I tackled her, making sure she couldn’t move.“DES!!! WHAT THE HELL??? DYING MY CLOTHES PINK?! WHAT WAS THAT FOR!” I growled, only to have a gruff voice answer me“Who the hell is Des? I’m Castiel, and isn’t Des that girl who is always fangirling and hanging out with…” He trailed off, shifting so he could see my face. “Oh..D-dean…Hey…” He stuttered, getting a little flustered. OH SHIT! It was the guy from my Physics class..This isn’t Des..“I err…Sorry Cas….I thought you were Des…She just dyed all my other clothes pink…” I mumbled, rolling off of him, into the soft, pillowy grass. He chuckled softly and muttered“It’s fine, I can see how you thought it was her…We both have the same hair color, we both have long, tan trench coats. Not to mention we have a lot of the same social friend groups and hang outs..” He ran his hand through his dark chocolate brown hair, looking up at the blue sky. It wasn’t cloudy for once, it was a fairly nice day. “ Hehe, yeah…Well I better be finding her!” I rushed, getting up and scrambling back to my dorm room..Dean! You…You are swooning, over a guy…In a trench coat, with icy, blue eyes…STOP! Maybe talk to him some other time…Right now isn’t a good time at all…You need to find Des and get payback on her…HEHE…Sorry, had to break the 4th wall XDD I hope that isn’t too crappy..It helped relive some nervousness though! :D But there! Destiel! First meeting! XD