// oh my god! man. you're gonna have to deal with me a second here. bout to blabber cause.. i don't know how i can tell you how much this means to me. dean has been a character i've loved since season one all those years back. to the point where all i wanted to do was write sam so i could write with one i admired to no end. (that's how i met my con buddy cyn over a decade ago.) cause their brotherly dynamic and their story is so fucking near and dear. i know it's cheesy to say but dean's story hits hard on so many of my own experiences. especially as a kid and even now. i adore him. getting encouraged to make this blog over two years ago by sarah was so intimidating at first. seriously. i was shitting bricks just attempting to write him cause he was so important to do justice to. now? i still get intimidated sometimes. self doubt and all, ya know? we have all have our moments.

but all i wanna do is write, have fun and give my partners something they enjoy, a little bit of escape from the world, and entertainment. thanks to their talent constantly challenging me to do better in the best way possible? i've grown as a writer and my love for this show has burned so bright since. whole world of experiences were opened up for me because of this blog. from convention experiences to meeting partners and friends creating memories that'll stick with me forever? there's such a love for my friends here, every single person on my dash is appreciated and admired even if from afar and just.. idk. thank you. thank you so freaking much for the kindness that inspired you to come here and leave this. you deserve all the good things, too. and i freaking hope you get them. not just once but always. you are a geniune, talented and lovely soul. stay just the way you are.

there's a slight huff that could pass for a laugh. if one were generous about it. "i wish it were that easy." she closes her eyes so she can rub a hand over them. exhaustion lines her frame. she's nothing like the powerful witch everybody calls on and everything like the broken woman she feels like on the inside. "never been able to switch off caring for someone after i've started. even when all they bring is pain."

@choserage sent - my name is Trish (on here anyway) and i've played p5r 20+ times on 3 different platforms - playstation 4, switch, and steam. i know the palaces like the back of my hand except Maruki because the color puzzle always gets me confused and frustrated trying to get the last will seed and to the next section. i love the persona games and am playing persona 4 arena ultimax currently! already played p3fes, p3p, p4g, p5 and p5r, p5 strikers, p5 tactica and a little of p3reload but i don't like some of the changes they made to it so it's on thr backburner for now. i love Ryuji! 💖🌸 ( Message Me Your Name & Something About You - Accepting! )

I WANT TO GET TO KNOW YOU GUYS SO MESSAGE ME YOUR NAME AND SOMETHING ABOUT YOU.

spotify wrapped has arrived. send me a number from 1-100 for a starter based on that song, or a lyric from it, or send a 🎁 for me to shuffle. - STILL ACCEPTING

@choserage ASKED: 🎁

HE'S TIRED . he's bedraggled . and he's never so regretted smoking more than in this moment right now . he sits on the edge of the rock , watching the dark sky slowly lighten to gray .

❝ it seems , once again , the future wins , ❞ he murmurs , vaguely speaking to the girl though his eyes remains on the horizon . ❝ . . . you don't happen to have a cigarette do you ? ❞

He was standing some distance away from her and yet he could see every detail of her face, which looked at him in surprise and, somewhere, shock. As if he were a ghost.

“I know.” His voice sounded cool but calm. Why was he here again? Caleb had called him and asked him to check on Ana. That was why he was here. At a distance, but he was here when he was called.