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Wincest, and… Archie. Darn, that was hard!
MAKE ME CHOOSE BETWEEN:
- two songs
- two bands
- two actors
- two actresses
- two singers
- two movies
- two books
- two characters
- two ships
- two shows
- two kinks
- two anything
The sad moment when you realize how alone you actually are. No one ever messages you on Facebook first or texts you first or anything. So it gets to the point where you don’t want to put in the effort with people who don’t put in any effort for you, so you end up spending your life at home, never going anywhere.
Destiel AU series: Pirates (HQ)
Dean is a recently marooned pirate Captain of his beloved ship Impala. Castiel is a recently discharged soldier of the Isla de Vida.
They get in a sword fight and Dean pulls a gun.
Anyone else want to write smut with a lot of these words in it, just so Homeland Security has to read gay porn at work?
Yes.
I’m in.
I’ve already written Destiel smut with half of these words. I eagerly await the outcome. :)
If this is legit… the Potter Puppet Pals are definitely being watched. =D
Misha Collins Appreciation Post <3
I have an amazing mother, but when I was growing up she didn’t always have a tremendous amount of material resources at her disposal. We were on welfare and very poor for some time and we were homeless for a while. When I was eleven, we were taken in by [friends who let us live on their] farm for several months. They were unbelievably generous with us. They gave us essentially room and board for months because they knew we didn’t have a place to go, and they enabled us to feel like we weren’t a burden there, by allowing me to work on the farm and to earn my keep. Of course at eleven, I was completely useless and probably more in the way than anything, but it was just like an extension of their kind act to allow me to think that I wasn’t a burden there, and so I would go out in the field and transplant leeks and rake hay into rows and things like that. It’s something that has stuck with me and there are other incidences in my childhood that have stuck with me, you know, a woman that gave my mother $100 when I was six so that she could buy me and my brother Christmas presents that year. I didn’t even know who she was, it was just this really generous act that made a huge difference in these small children’s’ lives and to my mother as well.
Thirty years later I still remember that, and it still impacts on how I behave, not always … (laughs), but when it comes to my mind it affects how I behave and I think that that is kind of what I am getting at. It can be infectious and exponential. I mean, I probably wouldn’t be trying to do this random acts project if somebody hadn’t demonstrated that kind of kindness to me when I was young and likewise people who receive, who are the recipients of the random acts that we do now, will probably carry on that tradition later.-Misha Collins
The world needs more people like Misha Collins.
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I’d never noticed the way they look over each other after the hug. Dean looks Sam over like alright, he’s alive, he looks okay, he looks strong, he seems happy enough, yeah he’s okay. I knew it. Meanwhile Sam looks over Dean, paying special attention to Dean’s chest and leg, the two places that the hellhound ripped Dean apart the most. They’re basically taking stock of the other, checking over for injuries and making absolutely certain that the other is safe and sound.
Meanwhile Ruby