Demon? Demon~

Honestly same

I’m flicking crying😂😭😂

The fluffiest damn angel in the garrison, aka Castiel headcanons part 3…

Castiel’s heart, like the heart of any angel, is borrowed and belongs to his vessel. As such, he expressed deep and sincere regret at not being able to freely give his heart over to you when you offered up yours to him. His remorse abated only when you assured him your heart was big enough for both of you to share. Laying his head to your chest, listening to the regular drumming rhythm of your heart as you lazily combed your fingers through his hair, he found ample space for his love between the beats. In that moment he understood the old human adage that home is where the heart is.

Castiel knows how to make your nethers quiver. Point of fact, he was there when the Kama Sutra was being written. At the time he found the text on the nature and pleasure of love rather puzzling – wondering why humans would engage in such seemingly pointless acts of hedonism except for the obvious and necessary purposes of reproduction. His bewilderment rapidly dissipated the first time he elicited a pleasure laden orgasmic moan of his name from your writhing body –  the salacious cry vibrating to the very core of his celestial being with resounding clarity.

Castiel would go to the ends of the Earth to make you happy. That hole in the wall bakery three states over with the amazing croissants you’re always going on about? Yeah, he’ll happily spend the night driving there and back simply to bask in the delight of your radiant smile when you untie the neatly wrapped white paperboard box to reveal the unexpected treat. Nothing in the world pleases him more than seeing your soul light up with pure joy.

Castiel’s idea of romance is as classic as it gets. He holds doors open for you. He offers you his jacket when there is a chill in the air. He surprises you with flowers just because. He listens attentively to every word you utter, no matter how mundane, as if it were the most important thing in the world in that particular moment. Date night dinners are an over-the-top candle lit bunker roof-top table for two, replete with a perfectly chilled bottle of bubbly, fresh flowers, and your favorite take-out (you and Cas, with strongly worded input from the Winchesters regarding a certain smoky situation in the bunker kitchen, collectively decided early on in your relationship that cooking was not the angel’s forte). Castiel strives daily to demonstrate how important you are to him.

Even when he can’t be by your side, Castiel is there for you. He leaves you encouraging notes in your overnight duffle praising your strength, on the mirror in the bathroom reminding you of your beauty, in the trunk of your car, wedged between the rock salt rounds and the holy water extolling the notion that you can do anything you set your mind to, even going so far as to secretly tuck handwritten sonnets and professions of love into your clothing pockets for you to randomly discover – all to remind you of his unwavering devotion and your importance.

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All Castiel X Reader…

“While You Were Sleeping” (fave dialogue-less fic)

“Heaven is Hotter Than Hell” (fave NSFW fic)

“Don’t Let It Bring You Down” (fave challenge fic)

“Flight” (fave fluff fic)

Imagine: Castiel telling you that you are the mostbeautiful thing he has ever seen (ft. the Winchesters).(fave imagine)

Thor: I’m literally going to fight the next person who hates on my brother.

Loki: I hate myself.

Thor: ALRIGHT YOU BEAUTIFUL PIECE OF SHIT, COME ON.

just gonna leave this here…

it was never really about health

Slashstreet Boys - Slashing Bodies

Created by The Merkins in collaboration with Taco Truck

I love love LOVE these HC’s<3

Hellboy xBody worshipping S/O Headcannons 15 Count

I got inspired by another Tumblr about hellboys body worshipping S/o and I just want to add more to their idea. Idea from lxmonster-mashlx.

He’s not the average size man. He’s well aware of how big he is compared to normal human men. This could go off as a size kink because big men equal big love. You absolutely love trying to be big spoon when cuddling. He tries to shrink himself but you will have none of it. You do everything in your power to cradle that man.

He’s never had someone date him and stick around so he doesn’t know what to expect. When he walked in on you wearing his XXXL BPRD shirts that looked like a dress on you, he was stunned. “ Hey Y/N why you wearing my shirt?”- hellboy….. “ Cuz your my man and I’m yours baby, might as well claim me” said in a singy song voice.

He would degrade his face from time to time and so you’d be right there to trace his face. Reassuring him that you love his face and it’s beautiful all before pressing your forehead against his and giving Eskimo kisses.

If he was particularly down on himself you’d point out the more specific things about him you physically find attractive. Like how his eyes are like bright embers that look like a dewy sun. How his horns imperfectly perfect for his face. How contagious his smile is. Then going into his personal traits that you love.

His personal traits like his strength and determination to save the world. You make sure to point out how kind he is to people, even the people who are considered “freaks”. You tell him how adorable he sounds when he baby talks animals.

On particularly rough days after a failed mission or hard mission, he gets really low. He doesn’t like talking much during this time but he very much loves when you hum to him or sing. Typically with that you brush out his hair or trace down his chest or sit on his lap while doing one of two things. Something about the physical touching makes him calm down a bit before talking about stuff.

Hella compliments about how he did his hair that day or his horns. You’d compliment him on his outfit even if he wore it three days a row. Or what a babe he is. “ I can’t really do anything about the face babe” - hellboy. “Honey you can change your clothes and change your hair, the rest you have to live with so why not embrace it.” -Y/N

Boy got muscles for days and actually prides himself on how strong he is physically. It’s the perks of demon strength. If you were ok with it, he’d love to work out with you. Of course doing the strong show offy stuff or pulling stunts in training. He likes to show off that’s when he’s most confident and his strength is one of those confidence things. You make sure to maximize on how strong he’s and coo at his little show off moments.

Most people think his feet are weird and he tries to hide them. When you first saw them you practically squealed. He thought it was out of disgust until you began gushing how cute he was. This was just another unique feature of hellboy. He’d sit down and you’d gush over how handsome and adorable he is. He didn’t believe you actually liked his feet until you showed up with knitted socks fit just for his hooves.

Don’t even get started on the tail. He thought it was a bit of a nuisance because it occasionally got in the way but that tail was done for when you saw it. You’d be standing next him twirling his tail. Sometimes he’d wrap his tail around your hand to get you to stop. When it came to hugs you remind him how much you love how his tail subconsciously wraps around your leg. Much to hellboys embarrassment.

“ Babe why do you like how weird I am? I’m not normal…” Hellboy said solemnly. “Why try to be like everyone else when no one can be like you, weird and abnormal are just adjectives used to describe things. They are add one to nouns, just like beautiful, unique, and amazing.”- Y/N

Eventually the compliments got to him and he started to believe in them. In order to change a mind you have to the way of thinking. He started complimenting himself on new outfits or if he filled his horns just right. You were basically required to wear one of his shirts nightly. He loved how cute you looked in them and how it was a way of him saying your his.

You’d catch him repeating your positive affirmations about himself. He even started creating some for himself. You could tell he had a little more pep in his step because he stopped caring what people would say to him about his features.

He knew he had you to love him up when things got rough and he loved making sure you were aware of the fact that you are beautiful. He’d remind you of all the best things you did that day or your features or quirks he thinks are cute.

He’s warming up to the idea of his face looking ok but he really loves when you create new ways to describe his eyes. The embers of the sun, goey butterscotch sundae, badass volcano, pure firey gold, and calming sunsets. He couldn’t imagine anyone describing just his eyes that way until you showed up.

Am I the only person who sat there and actually counted how many $10,000 there were?😂

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