#“ 𝒊𝒊. odessa muyne ﹕ she is the stuff of dreams‚ a shooting star that burns too bright. | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

#“ 𝒊. countenance ﹕ bees hum funeral dirges in his wake.

#“ 𝒊. character study ﹕ heaven and hell are warring inside you‚ always brutal‚ always merciless.

#“ 𝒊𝒊. dean winchester ﹕ when the laurel grows heavy on your brow‚ where do you lay down the burden.

#“ 𝒊𝒊. sam winchester ﹕ you were never made a god‚ but you were remembered.

#“ 𝒊𝒊. sarah braeden ﹕ he feels sunlight in the warmth of her skin and trace mountains in the peaks of her spine.

#“ 𝒊𝒊. gunchamber ﹕ her laughter is the sound that makes flower bloom and her rage is is the thing that burns empires.

#“ 𝒊𝒊. lily winchester ﹕ how long can a heart survive without the head?

#“ 𝒊𝒊. wailshe ﹕ you’re the dawn that rises bloody and wrecks ships in its wake.

#“ 𝒊𝒊. frankie shaw ﹕ you’re all bronze and bite‚ all venom and fistfight.

#“ 𝒊𝒊. fightforbetter ﹕ there is only so much flesh and muscle can hold back before her divinity shines.

#“ 𝒊𝒊. hallie anders ﹕ you fight because it is the most intimate act you can think of.

#“ 𝒊𝒊. rueben baker ﹕ being ruined isn't a bad thing‚ it means that you're going to be a legend.

#“ 𝒊𝒊. jamie walker ﹕ you will grow back over and over‚ no matter how badly you are devastated.

#“ 𝒊𝒊. odessa muyne ﹕ she is the stuff of dreams‚ a shooting star that burns too bright.

#“ 𝒊𝒊. lisa braeden ﹕ i still see a constellation of you in the sky.

#“ 𝒊𝒊. sarah miller ﹕ as long as your heart beats‚ there's fight.