#this is my gift to you

[doodleddaisies]

"I guess that I just really want to make this year special for EJ because it’s the first time he’s going to be without his parents. He just deserves something good after everything he’s been through this year, ya know?” Ashlyn said.

Ricky did know. Next to Ashlyn and her family, Ricky was probably the closest person to EJ’s entire situation. He had been there to see EJ through all of his ups and downs. He found himself nodding along to Ashlyn as she spoke.

“Of course. I’m assuming you have something specific in mind.”

“Ricky, I believe we have just formed an alliance.” Ashlyn wrapped her arm around Ricky’s shoulders and pulled him into walking with her down the hallway as they began plotting how to give EJ the best Christmas he’s ever had.

Or: EJ is determined to have a good Christmas, even if it's the first one since he left his parent's house. Ashlyn and Ricky are determined to make sure that EJ has the best Christmas/Hanukkah/holiday season possible.

(Aka: EJ spends the entire winter break surrounded by the people who love him the most like he deserves)

[transvisions]

thought i’d share that diamonds and rust by joan baez has been my #1 snake/kaz song for years like Its crazy how well that song fits them please listen to it Ive been keeping it in too long

[youchangedmedestiel]

"Cas, you did everything you could." Dean adds and lays a soft kiss behind Cas's ear. The angel wants to melt into it, to melt into his arms, but he is still upset.

"Did I?" Cas speaks finally, but his arms are still folded across his chest and he remains standing still. His body language is loud enough for Dean to understand that he feels so much guilt. But at least he answers, so this is a little victory and Dean is going to keep comforting him until Cas forgives himself.

"Of course you did." Dean answers with a soft tone, his thumb stroking Cas's shoulder. If his words don't sooth him, maybe his touches will.

"How could you know? You weren't there." Cas is still stuck in his guilt, deaf to Dean's pleas.

"I wasn't but I know you, Cas." Dean tries and he feels Cas's chest lifting heavily under his arm. He needs to see his eyes. "Cas, look at me." Dean orders and uses his grip on his shoulder to turn him around. Cas's gaze is looking down, he feels too ashamed to meet the righteous man's eyes. But Dean won't let go so easily. He cradles Cas's face with both hands and lifts it. "Please, look at me." He insists because the angel doesn't.

"Dean," he says when they finally lock eyes, his sense of guilt diminishes as he sees the fondness and unconditional love overflowing from the gaze of the man in front of him.

"Cas, you did everything you could." Dean repeats, but this time his eyes are planted into those incredibly blue ones that he sees starting to slightly believe him. He witnesses them beginning to fill with tears. "Come're." He adds, pulling the angel closer, a soothing hand on his back and another in his hair. Cas remains frozen, if he lets go of the guilt, the sadness will take over.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't -" Cas starts to explain, but is cut short by his own emotions filling his throat, he swallows them hard. But Dean felt that, and he understands, he can relate. Cas just needs to let go.

"I know, it's okay." Dean uses his hand in his hair to pull him closer and let Cas's head rest on his shoulder. He strokes his back with his other hand as he whispers, "you can let go - I'm here - always." And Cas does, he wraps his arms around Dean's waist and buries his face into the crook of his neck. The hunter perceives the tears of the man in his arms wet his neck. And he feels the need to tenderly add, "I love you." Cas's grip tightens at the sound of those three words.

"I love you too." He whispers back in Dean's neck. And Dean lays a soft kiss on his temple and lets his fingertips scrap Cas's scalp in a calming pace. He will stay in this position as long as his angel needs him to.

"Hey, you okay?"

"… talk to me Cas, come on"

A mission gone wrong, a traumatizing case, Angel troubles?? WHO KNOWS 👀 I hope you like this one!

Prints available here!

[my social media links]

[hansoeii]

vampire crowley 🦇

[undercaffeinatedgeek]

This playlist is still the soundtrack of my life, it just gets updated as I find new artist is all. But the angst and rage is always there. Music is very cathartic for me. Must be why I'm a drummer. It's my therapy 💜

Here's hoping it helps someone else like it does me

[bugeyedfreaks]

[coleslawr02]

our home in the past, present, and future. 🌲

individual under cut

[newttxt]

lulaw bodyswap (or, the exquisite humiliation of trafalgar law) for @strawhattery's birthday!

bonus: the original toilet humor gag that ended up on the chopping block

[ruporas]

trigunned the hades or hadesed the trigun (id in alt)

[i-mode]

large button on my shirt that reads i survived season 2 episode 6 in red impact font

[liimonadas]

a part of me goes out to all the monsterfuckers who are surely missing the old design. a bigger part of me is gay

[mykaeba]

yeah ctommy, same man

[barghest-land]

drawings from paleo expedition to dagestan, done right on the trip. sometimes messy when it was cold and rainy, but i won't correct it. i think it's cool to leave it just the way it was done, and not retouch it after. there will be more drawings later, but those will be done from home

[honehonn3honey]

Birthday boy 🎂

[stealingyourbones]

There’s a new drug in Gotham making the rounds, one synthesized by Two-Face’s people; if you take it you will have a 50/50 chance that you’ll experience the greatest high of your life or that you’ll die.

Batman is desperately trying to find the main lab and cut off the production from the source and hasn’t been able to find a lead in weeks.

That’s when Gordon gives him a file that was given to him by a “white haired ghost kid”. It’s a detailed report written similarly to a scientific journal with detailed sources that are mainly first hand accounts from deceased victims of the Two-Face drug.

At the very end of the paper there’s an address to a Gotham University dorm room with a sticky note next to it that says “if you need help with death or the undead. Yours truly; Danny Fenton.”

[wasabi-gumdrop]

Kabru has a secret admirer in the castle!