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everyone among us was formed and created by stardust. every diminutive piece was glued together recklessly, now compressed deep under your scarred skin- it is tangled between blood, veins and weak bones yet i catch a glimpse of it every time words slip off your tongue and slide through your lips.
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troyesivan:

its kinda scary when you waste an entire day doing nothing and time just passes

  1. DISCLAIMER: all i do is talk about my favorite characters. somehow. in some way. that's it. that's all i do. all the time

I love getting told no ‘cause then I fight even more.

thimblings:

"and the feeling that i’m falling further in love makes me shiver, but in a good way" (x)

thimblings:

"and the feeling that i’m falling further in love makes me shiver, but in a good way" (x)

whelvenwings:

prompt by the eternally awesome and extremely wonderful castihalo: this super sweet and lovely comic!

read it here on AO3

The first time Dean saw Castiel, he was only nine years old.

He was out at the playground, swinging his way across the monkey bars and feeling the metal burning cold against his fingers. His dad was taking his little brother to the doctor – Sam had a nasty cough, and it wasn’t getting any better in the iron Wisconsin winter weather. Dean was waiting in the park near the doctor’s surgery, trying to tamp down the feeling that it was his own fault that Sam had got sick. He’d kept all the windows closed, and made them both hot food whenever he could, but still…

Something small and light caught his eye, floating down in front of his nose. Squinting at it cross-eyed, Dean could see that it was a feather. A small, grey feather.

Still clinging on to the monkey bars, Dean watched the feather float slowly down to the floor – and then he looked up.

Lying on top of the monkey bars, peering down at him through one of the gaps, was a small, blue-eyed boy.

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They have a mission,save the world. To do this, they have to hunt down monsters everyone feared. This’s their family business…

They have a mission,save the world. To do this, they have to hunt down monsters everyone feared. This’s their family business…