#laundry au

[starryswitchy]

Seven strangers meet in a laundry place on a rainy Friday night...

Won't You Hold My Hand?

fluff, meet cute, soulmates, and now complete!

[dailyau]

You’ve been using the only laundry machines on our floor all day but I need to wash this shirt so I can wear it to an interview tomorrow can I please just throw it in with your laundry? AU

-(@pumpkin-spice-dragon)

[the-fatal-impact]

Commission for lovely and very patient @wyomingnot. Kylux illustration for her very own story setted in Laundry AU. Comes with 2 version - with logotype putted stylizedway, and second, right way. <3

[chirpingisflirting]

Since I'm doing my laundry right now and as we all know there are never washers open when we need them:

College laundry room AU in which Dex and Nursey meet because Nursey is that asshole who always uses all of the washers and never takes his laundry out after it’s done. Dex always does his laundry once a week but twice a month (if we’re being generous) some dude whose workout gear smells like it’s a science experiment gone bad takes up ALL OF THE WASHERS EVEN THOUGH THERE’S LIKE 4 and then DOESN'T SWITCH HIS STUFF TO THE DRYER FOR ANOTHER HOUR. Eventually Dex starts switching the guy's clothes into the dryers for him because Dex has a Schedule, but being the passive aggressive little shit that he is (projecting, much?) he leaves notes on the machines. Nursey thinks it's hilarious and starts writing back. Dex’s notes get increasingly pissy.

Because Dex is always angrily switching the guy’s clothes into the dryer, he starts recognizing some of the things - SpongeBob boxers, soft green T-shirts, black skinny jeans. Then there’s some things that should not go in the dryer, and since Dex likes to get the most out of something that costs a lot of money, he starts telling Washer Hog what things should be air dried, or are cold-water was only. Cue conversation through post-its, cue both boys being like hmm I wonder what this person actually looks like??

They finally meet when Dex goes to the gym one day and sees The Most Attractive Person Ever doing squats in these sinful shorts and a T-shirt that he recognizes as belonging to the Washer Hog, because it has a Neruda quote hand-written on it. Dex nearly drops his weights on his feet. He finishes his workout, and then goes to change. Washer Hog/Unfairly Attractive Person is in the locker room, and before Dex can help himself, he goes “you know, we do have a website where you can have the washers send a reminder to you when your clothes are done,” and the guy just stares at him for a second before bursting into laughter.

A few months later, Dex doesn’t come down immediately to get his clothes out of the washer. He is distracted, by the excuse that since all their clothes are being washed, they don’t have anything to wear. In the washer sits (among other things) a shirt with a Neruda quote, and quite a few flannels.

[dailyau]

Laundromat AU

- (@chxpin-archive)

[auideas]

Many-a-Flood AU

Character A has some issues with the washer in the communal laundry room and unfortunately ends up flooding it - Character B is the one who ends up trying to fixing the problem by pouring salt everywhere - and Character C is the one who squints at the chaos while stopping Character D from calling the police.

[dailyau]

Can I borrow a dryer sheet? I ran out and the ones in the vending machine give me a rash. AU

-(inthebackoftheimpala)

[heaven-clarence]

✃

send ✃ for a nightmare my muse had with your muse in it 

     "Dean, don’t.“

     He had already beaten her to a pulp. One eye was swollen shut and blood trickled down her chin. Her flesh was seared with the feeling of holy water across it, leaving her feeling raw and irritated. He had smashed up the demon with a sense of professionalism, no regret for the creature that had once been the woman he loved being beaten senseless by the hands that had once sworn to protect her.

     "Dean, it’s Meg. Please, don’t.”

     The little chuckle that escaped him was no where near as frightening as the hungry look in his eyes as he watched her.

     "You’re not her. Meg is dead, you’re just a demon. And I’m a hunter. We both know how this ends.“

     Meg couldn’t help the slight whimper that escaped her as that blade made an appearance. The blade she knew would be the one to end her life. It glinted in the low light of the alleyway and she gulped. The demoness flinched with every step closer to her he took, unable to hold in the fear that set her hands shaking, though this could also be attributed to the mass amounts of blood she was losing.

     "Please, Dean. I love you.”

     Though he didn’t stop in his advance, he did kneel before the demon. Her eyes in reflex had flickered to black, something she hadn’t noticed as she watched her boyfriend, saw the beautiful brightness of his soul behind that mask of flesh. Not until she was a demon could she perfectly appreciate how beautiful he was beneath the surface. He was like the sun, and she was only a flicker of Hell fire.

     "Demon bitch.“

     As the knife sunk into her dream body, the demon Meg Masters awoke in the small warehouse she was hiding out in. The small gasps of labored breath would give her away to any who were near. Fortunately, she was alone, as always nowadays. Always alone. What was new was a sound rarely heard by any in all of creation. A sound that nearly no one on earth could ever say they’d heard. The sounds of a sobbing, brokenhearted demon.