“You’re everything I ever wanted.”

The words came uninvited as he watched her pick up her sundress from the floor, the sky in her hands. There was a pause in her movement as she processed his words but it ended when he said her name, voice quiet but questioning. She pulled on her dress impatiently, the speed of her actions opposing the easy way she rolled out of bed earlier.

“I – are you okay?” He asked, one arm already leaving the bed in an attempt to connect to her again. It dropped when he registered the slight shake in her hands as she shrugged on the straps of her sundress, sweeping black strands of hair out of her way.

“What?” The word was sharp, nothing like the good morning she kissed into his chest when they woke an hour ago.

“Nothing, I just thought…” He trailed off, trying to swallow past the anxiety slowly creeping up his chest. A finger crept out, unbidden, and stroked its way down her arm, hand falling into his lap after completing its journey, clenching the sheets still pooled around his waist. His eyes fell, focused on the creases and folds. Another swallow. “You’re tense.”

A chuckle dragged his eyes back up to her, a half-smile on her face. “Are you offering to fix that?”

She turned away before he could reply that there was nothing to be fixed, that she didn’t need to be fixed. The words were there at the tip of his tongue but he didn’t know how to bring them forward, how to breathe life into them.

She glanced at him, pausing in her search for the pair of flats she had arrived in, before saying, “I was just wondering how fucked up you must be if this is everything you ever wanted.”

“I’m not fucked up,” was his immediate response. His eyes softened and he hesitatingly lifted his arm out to her again. “You’re not fucked up.”

She took his hand in both of hers, cradling it to her chest. “I hate to be the bringer of bad news, angel, but I’m pretty sure we’re all a little fucked up.” She pressed a soft kiss to his lips, eyes closing for a brief second, before pulling back. “But hold on to that sweetness okay?”

castiel-is-wonderful:

sionainnlindsay:

castiel-is-wonderful:

WAIT HOLD THE FUCK UP

IS ‘MRS’ JUST MR’S 

LIKE BELONGING TO MR

OMG

Mr comes from the French monsieur, which I think literally translates as ‘my lord’ and basically just means master, and Mrs comes from maistre which is the feminine form of master, so actually—for once—no.

This was an extremely relevant comment and I thank you for educating me 

pineappledean:

9 characters played by Misha Collins in Supernatural.

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Lay your life on mine and I’ll carry you through 
Make good use of time and I’ll stand with you 
Cause I’ve got all my life to love you and so do you 

(x)

Things to Do for: Tuesday, May 28, 2013

  • Make sure Uncle’s gift is done
  • Study for Midterm
  • Chapter 2 Notes
  • Chapter 2 Questions
  • Chapter 15 Notes
  • Chapter 15 Questions
  • Chapter 3 Notes
  • Chapter 3 Questions
  • Chapter 4 Notes
  • Chapter 4 Questions
  • Chapter 16 Notes
  • Chapter 16 Questions
  • Tutorial 2
  • Chapter 5 Notes
  • Chapter 5 Questions
  • Chapter 6 Notes
  • Chapter 6 Questions
  • Practice Midterm
  • Pre-Lab 3
  • Get more sleep
  • Stop being sick

Hooray for Chem 2OA3.

Fingers crossed that in 1 hour and 37 minutes this one last question will be finished.

fuckyeahtattoos:

done by morgan, at seven crowns tattoo parlour, in toronto, ontario

fuckyeahtattoos:

done by morgan, at seven crowns tattoo parlour, in toronto, ontario

oly-phant:

emptyarena:

The Phoenix (Played In An Empty Arena) » Fall Out Boy

beautiful

S9 Sample Posters a.k.a. Ways CW can promote S9 in a non bullshit way: 1/∞ ; Angels + Their landing sites

feltclffe:

requested by thecriesofamandrake

inspired by (x)

"I’ll use my body like a ladder, climbing
to the thing behind it, saying farewell to flesh,
farewell to everything caught underfoot
and flattened. Names of poisons, names of
handguns, names of places we’ve been
together, names of people we’d be together.
Names of endurance, names of devotion,
street names and place names and all the names
of our dark heaven crackling in their pan.
It’s a bed of straw, darling. It sure as shit is."

Richard Siken (via icantakeyouwithme)

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majestiel:

just hell-bent