tastes like molecules

i didn’t plan to draw his upper body at first but it’d look stupid if i just tell people to assume he’s holding a phone and texting

Bee Mine - Cas with glasses because reasons

(Thank you to Mary for the graphic ur rad)

Hey, my name’s Laura and for reasons I won’t get into here I’ve been wanting/ needing to start a project that I can work on in my spare time for a while, and I figured I may as well make it worth something, so I’m doing this, with a little help from a few friends.

I didn’t really want to do something that’s been done hundreds of times before though, so in an attempt to be slightly original here’s what I’m hoping to accomplish:

I’m going to be compiling messages and stories for Misha and handwriting them in a book to give to him next May, or the May after if that fails (which hopefully it won’t), but instead of the messages being focused on him I want them to be more specific. For example, send me a detailed story of something that happened to you while you were participating in gishwhes, or talk about a friend you’ve met through him and say what their name is, how you met, what you’ve done together, why they’re special to you. If you have a picture to go with your story, like of you and a friend when you met up or called each other on skype, send that in too!

The idea is essentially to show him how he brings people together so I want an emphasis on meeting new friends and gaining new experiences!

Here’s how you can get involved:

Email your story to [email protected] along with a photo if you want one including

Reblog this to spread the word!

Please feel free to direct any questions to me here, if you’re unclear as to what kind of thing you should send in or anything, I’ll help you out if I can<3

Any negativity or hate won’t be accepted, I’ll just delete it, so don’t bother.

Deadline is 1st February 2016, but the sooner the better, I’ll be doing A levels this year so I don’t want all the entries to come in during January!

It is not a particularly kind tale. The boy believed he had found freedom; had reveled in his acquired free will. But he did not heed the dangers that he had been warned of and he flew too high and crashed too hard. He fell in a blind panic as his wings were melted by his own ambitions and torn from his back as his Gods watched and let him die.

But when Castiel first lays his eyes on Dean Winchester he understands the tale. His soul was brighter than any sun; it shone out through all of Hell, even as broken and bloody as he was, and Castiel could feel it calling out to him. He had rebuilt The Righteous Man; put him back together piece by piece with his own hands and grace, and he still had not gotten close enough.

Supernatural Meme: Eight Supernatural Beings [1/8]

↳ Angels

make me choose

SPN Hiatus Creations

↳Week 8: Angels