identity issues ;

I have five drafts to do and i really should be working on my theme.

if we’ve never interacted, send the meme.

if we interact all the time, send the meme.

if you’re not sure if I ship it, send the meme.

if you’re not sure if it fits, send the meme.

if you’ve sent me a meme before, send another.

if you’ve sent me a thousand memes, send another.

if in double, send the meme.

           the hunter is arrogant and loki feeds off of it,                fingers clutching harder at the soft flesh of dean’s                neck. he considers shoving the man to his knees,                but that would be much too easy. instead of using                force, the liesmith lets go of him, waiting to see                what he’ll do given a position of free will.

                                   ❛ yes, i w o n d e r . ❜

              The hunter felt a thrill go through him, making his knees                shake ever so slightly as the trickster's hand tightened                around his neck. He couldn't help but be extremely                 turned on by it. He smirked, the corner of his lips quirking                 up slightly as he stared up into the liesmith's eyes. He                  was a bit taken aback when Loki suddenly released him,                 already missing the contact but he kept his expression                 in check. He wondered what loki was PLAYING at.

           sharp eyes watch dean’s every move. this isn’t                kindness: this is a predator teasing its prey. the                trickster’s hand is quick as a serpent, angular fingers                moving their grip to the hunter’s t h r o a t .

                                        ❛ i like your mouth. i think your lips would look                                         beautiful stretched around something of mine. ❜

Send “My what a beautiful mouth you have” for my muse’s reaction to your muse randomly running a finger seductively over mine’s lips.

         ❛ you like my lips or somethin’, lokes?❜

"Never give up, it's such a wonderful life."

"Some things are best left unspoken."

"Do you know how it feels to let you go?"

"I feel so lost."

"Talk to me. Tell me your lies."

"Just take my hands. I'll make it all better."

"I don't feel safe."

"All my life I've felt this way, but I could never find the words to say."

"Since the day I left I see your face in every crowd."

"I feel lust like a sick disease."

"I know you need me too."

"I'm going home."

"Remember when it was just you and me?"

"Don't bring me back to life."

"Such a beautiful lie."

"I need somebody to die for."

"Love is not that easy!"

"Someday when you wake up happy you'll thank the Lord that I'm gone."

"It's a long way down when you're alone."

"I'll forget about you."

"Don't cry, please don't cry."

"I came so close to giving up."

"When I go, you will be someone new."

"There is no turning back."

"I've got nothing left to live for, but no reason yet to die."

"I see you when I close my eyes."

"Can you hear me?"

"I'm tired of being afraid."

"You'll be better off on your own."

"All I want for Christmas is New Year's Day."

"Home is where the heart is."

"You know I love you."

"We all get hurt by love."

"I can't sleep."

"I will give you my devotion until the end of time."

"I have no reason to forgive you."

"I'm afraid of myself."

"Nothing that I do will ever be enough for you."

"I wish that I was stronger."

"I could never live without you."

"Can you keep a secret?"

"Why are you out by yourself so late?"

"I'll never leave you again."

"My heart is empty."

"There's nothing left to lose."

"I'd rather be lonely than by your side."

"Look at what you've done!"

"Don't leave tonight."

"I can't hold my head up high with the weight of the world on my shoulders."

"You will never be forgotten with me by your side."

"Carry me away from the pain."

"Is this the end of the love that had just begun?"

"Things we never say are often best left alone."

"I can't cry any more tears."

"I wish I could stay with you tonight."

"Things are going to get better."

"Things aren't going to get better."

"Time waits for no one, so do you want to waste some time tonight?"

"I've been waiting my whole life to tell you how I feel."

"There is no light inside of a broken heart."

"No matter where they take me, death I will survive."

"Don't let go."

"I need you."

"I don't need this life."

   ”Hello, Dean.” 

   Approaching the eldest Winchester,    Castiel shot a curious glance towards    the newsprint upon the table; brows furrowing    as he canted his head to the side.

   "I was just making my rounds—" he mused    monotonously. "What is that, that you’re    reading about there?” Surely he was circling    it for a reason, yes?

           ❝ ah, yeah. Just lookin' for a hunt..❞

         He lifts the newspaper and shows it to him. The          Winchester needed a job---- even a small and           simple job to get his mind of things. Off everything          that has ben going on lately. He eyed the angel for          a moment before shifting to look into those big           blue eyes of his.

   ”Dude, seriously?” Sam shook his head, chuckling    slightly. It was always amusing to see Dean in one     of those moods.       ”If hunting doesn’t work out, we’ll probably be dead.”