#night-liner

[without-ado]

What did Hubble see on your birthday? (x)

Dec. 3, 2009 - Stellar Jewel Box NGC 3603

[aloneinthedark-eagle]

Dream journey 🚢

[cannibalgh0st]

My look from last night-💖✨️🖤💀

[animepopheart]

★ 【小黄鸡叽叽叽叽叽叽】 「 命运之夜 」 ☆ ✔ republished w/permission ⊳ ⊳ follow me on twitter

[0nelinerwordplay]

Growing old is like climbing a mountain - the higher you get, the more you realize you should quit climbing mountains.

[deuce-t]

Enjoy my silly little half assed eyeliner Ahkmenrah edits because we were robbed of this

[and-not-where-we-choose]

Mystery Spot. Sam is on day 244. He's seen Dean die 243 times. He's chewing drywall, as it were. He can't deal with Dean's face anymore. His voice. His gestures. He hasn't slept in 143 nights. He hasn't had a minute without Dean. Leaves him out of his sight, he dies – new day, new rise and shine, shitty rock song and oh, he wants out, at least a break. Can't, though, can he. He's tried to keep Dean safe throughout the day. Tried that 243 times and failed every single day, same day, new day, same day, everyday.

So on day 244, something gives.

He's still got the sensory echo of Dean being fucking electrocuted on all channels of his brain when he's ripped out of non-existent sleep, same as always, and he boils over. Dean is tying his stupid fucking laces while singing and Sam throws his knife at him, hits the jugular and windpipe and Dean doesn't even have time to turn around before he's choking on his own blood. It shouldn't, really shouldn't, but it feels good for a second. Sam's actions have impact, even if it doesn't get them out; he feels like he's got steady ground under his feet for the first time in months.

Day 245, 246, same thing. 247 and he's lunging over onto Dean's bed in one big step, topples him flat onto his back and guts him navel to sternum, drops his head against his shoulder and almost laughs before he wakes up again.

Back at it on day 248 and they fight it out, in the few seconds before Dean notices the knife it almost feels like they're kids again, sparring first thing in the morning, and then Sam slices his femoral artery. He's going for the liver the following day, soft and squelching, and the next heat of the moment iteration has him sticking sharp metal into the left side of Dean's neck and out the right.

He goes a little crazy with it when he finds out how easy he can hold Dean in a headlock, chokes him into unconsciousness and it's quiet for the first time in a long, long time, and when Dean's eyes start to flutter open after half a minute, he makes it quick and painless. He trails the knife over his stomach the next time before sliding it in, for the feeling of deliberately doing something just for the sake of doing it, the illusion of control.

At one point he holds him for a while with his back flush to his chest and feels a hammering heart through the back of his ribs, shushes into his hair before ending it. They repeat that one, because Sam likes the sensory overload it throws them in; he can still feel his own heart jumping in his chest every time before they start again. Sam's pressing soothing kisses to Dean's head, and they just land a little lower with each passing day until he's got a racing hot pulse between his teeth and quick breath against his cheek. Dean doesn't even notice Sam pulling the knife the last few times until it's in him to the hilt.

On day 280-something Sam wakes up and notices Dean's off-tune singing doesn't make his blood boil anymore and the idea of having big green eyes pinned to him in a mix of anger and pleading kind of turns his stomach as it should. So he nods, greets Dean's rise and shine, Sammy with a sleep-scratchy hell yeah and makes a new plan for keeping him alive till Wednesday.

[joy-the-vamp]

if my babysitters a vampire were still on today, do you guys think there would be a fnaf episode?

[braceletofteeth]

can't a man need for one night the reassurance of his peer mentee's mentee safely tucked in bed next to him after acting in a fit of uncontrolled rage because somebody dared to hurt said peer mentee's mentee when he was not around

[gabbyp09]

[lonely-dog-draws]

movie so beautiful i was possessed to draw a random shot from it... i love the strong shadows and the tension.

[imightbestupid]

Nasuverse protagonists, the remake

[anirregularperson]

Karke masroof mujhe apne ishq mein

Zamane mein kahi kho sa jaega wo,

Koshish hogi uski mera na hone ki

Lekin na hote hote mera hojaega wo,

Bichadna na bhi chahe agar kabhi mujhse

Toh bichad jaega wo

Lekin mujhse juda ho kar aakhir jaega kaha wo,

Mai rahungi hamesha uski

Aur mere rehte rehte kisi aur ka hojaega wo..

[fazgoo-connoiseur-1987]

I’m thinking about the comedic potential of Henry as the Frightguard again. Imagine locking your murderous business partner in a room for 30 years and then getting a job at a mockery of your failed franchise out of pity or something and you look up from fixing the shitty air ventilation that’s making you hallucinate Guilt Ghosts and you see him looking at you like:

[charmwasjess]

When I was around 9 years old I watched Attack of the Clones and fell hopelessly in love with Count Dooku. (I remember putting his name and mine into all of those old “love tester” games on GirlsGoGames. )

I cried so hard when he died in Revenge of The Sith that I threw up.

I have never felt such an intense, spiritual connection to anyone in my life as you, Anon. 😭❤️

Thank you, truly, for sharing this gem.

[genderqueerpond]

the meep: wait till I tell the boss!

rogue: this job has so much paperwork since we got that new boss