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[buckynanbarnes]

Theme #09 “Adomania” by eapdthemes (satinydean)

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[talths]

Inktober Day 5: Destiel

totally didn’t draw this when I was meant to be listening in my lecture

yes it’s biro. yes it’s drawn on lined paper. I am not an organised art student

[waxcandledswans]

I felt cute today so here’s me ft. my messy room

[carelessdean]

And it's the sweetest pain Burning hot through my veins Love is torture makes me more sure 

Only love can hurt like this

[thewintersoldrs]

I’m going on semi-hiatus

Hey y’all, I got another announcement. 

So I’m working as a camp counselor this summer (super excited, I’ve been going there for years) out in the middle of nowhere. I’ll be leading some canoe trips into the Boundary Waters and hanging out at camp. However this means I’ll be without internet for maybe a week or so at a time. So I’ve decided that I’ll be going on a semi-hiatus from now until late August. I’l try to keep my queue running when I can and will reply to stuff when I’m not out in the wilderness.

I’m going to miss you guys loads and I hope you all have fab summers and fab lives and fab everything! Lemme know if you have any questions or like really wanna blog sit for me, I’d be open to that.

[elvesofnoldor]

[heclwiq]

Yo guys, have you heard of this?

UNICEF restarted the #TapProject in which they will give 1 day of clean water to children for each 15 minutes you spend without touching your phone!

You just need to click this link when you’re on your phone and follow the instructions.

http://tap.unicefusa.org/

[waywardsnow]

I'm kinda digging this look

[sammyinnerdglasses-blog]

Hi everyone.

If you haven't noticed, I've been gone for quite a while. I'm just dropping this note to say I'll be on official hiatus until April-ish. It's just too much for me to keep this blog up while I'm working on my thesis and senior year things.

Know that's it's not because I don't really, really like you guys, because I do. And I have missed you and will miss you even more!

Feel free to follow me on my personal blog naturalistasays, I'd love to have you!

Stay golden my lovely friends!

[plsmickey-blog]

cutekili >> peggybuckie

I CRY

[buckynanbarnes]

satinydean ----------> killianjpnes

i’ve moved bc i have so many ouat feelings lately so this change might be temporary or indefinite idk

[talths]

guess who’s doing inktober this year

[waxcandledswans]

armandderomanus >>> amativecas

i changed my url again i’m so sorry

[carelessdean]

If it’s love, it must be more than most. (x)

[thewintersoldrs]

change is a-brewin’

Here’s the sitch, gang.

I have been drifting away from supernatural for some time now. I haven’t really watched it consistently since the 200th episode. I’m not really motivated to catch up and I just might not.

That being said, I will probably be transitioning into a more multifandom blog throughout the near future, I’ve already changed my icon and a few other things. I will still be reblogging supernatural and will be willing to geek out about it, but my heart’s just not in these newer seasons and I want to be honest with myself.

Feel free to unfollow if that’s what works for you or like whatever else, idk. Love you guys!

[elvesofnoldor]

inspired by this and the fact that Cas can sense longing

Every once a while, Emmanuel jolted awake in the middle of night. It wasn't any apparent noises that startled him. it was a alien feeling, an conscious sensation, something close to being emotion--Someone else's emotion. 

Whatever it was, something about it made his heart ache for no apparent reason. And somewhere deep down in his heart, he desperately called out to the strange and foreign sensation. 

He thought it must be Daphne at first, for the emotion was similar to a lover's longing. But Daphne was sleeping safely beside him, she radiated of content and peace. There was nothing for her to long, she was already here with him. What Emmanuel sensed from her was something drastically different to the aching longing he sensed.  

So every once a while, Emmanuel stared at the ceiling, slightly frowning. He tried to tune his senses to the strange emotion. But he heard nothing beside Daphne's rhythmic breathing. So Emmanuel stayed awake till the night turn to dawn, listening to the absolute silence. 

Emmanuel never told his wife about the strange feeling he's sensing, till he started to hear the feeling again during day time, except that this time the feeling was in the form of a voice.  

"Ca...miss you...I...come back..." 

 He was drinking his morning coffee, reading newspaper when it happened, and he almost spilled some coffee on his pants. The sentence was broken and didn't make much sense to him. The voice, on the other hand, was unfamiliar but beautiful, and part of me took a liking in the sound of it. 

When he told Daphne about it--he left out the "lover's aching longing" part though, his wife was startled by his new ability of "hearing feelings", but she advices him to listen for the voice, for the feeling. "God has a reason for everything in our lives," she said to him. "whoever that voice was, it could be someone you knew, Emmanuel. It might be a key to your past. Use it. "  

She suggested him to look for the voice, and tried to remember to whom it belonged to. 

That very night he yelped when he was jolted awake by the strange sensation, he gulped for airs like he was suffocating only a moment ago. He touched his face and was relieved to realize he wasn't drowning in cold black water. He could no longer hear the voice, but the words still resonated in his mind, the desperation in the voice was still fresh.

"Come back to me!". The voice cried out, clear and loud. 

Daphne didn't understand it, neither did he. "I found you near the river." She said to him, trying to helpful, "maybe you are close to the truth of your past?" 

So Emmanuel kept waking up to the aching longing in the middle of the nights, and broken sentences during day time. He listened for the emotion from everybody he ever encountered: people who seek out help from him, acquaintances of Daphne, even pedestrians. He looked for the voice, the emotion, but his search was fruitless. 

Emmanuel almost gave up searching till I went home one day, to his wife being abducted at her own home and a man in his 30s killing the abductor. 

Emmanuel was too busy to check if Daphne was injured to pay attention to the strange man. When he was sure Daphne he turned to address the man, and the moment they lock eyes, Emmanuel felt the emotion radiating off him, the aching longing he has been sensing for months. 

He frowned at the man, and he thought to himself, maybe God does have a reason for everything in his life.