#jollysworn

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     the   sun   is   merely   an   instrument   of   disillusion   .      there   is   no   PROMISE   in   the   dawning   of   this   new   day   :    all   that   the   light   touches   was   never   gold   .      instead   ,    it   carves   truths   out   of   unwilling   bodies      ⎼⎼⎼      mangled   and   broken   ,    they   lie   plainly   in   an   ungodly   mound   ,    like   a   many  -  limbed   ,    many  -  toothed   monster   :    folded   under   the   suffocating   weight   of   REVELATION   ,    they   shudder   .      dawn   has   painted   its   awful   fingers   across   their   bodies   and   revealed   the   trail   of   blood   which   they   have   left   behind   .

       sam ’ s   voice   lands   wet   on   his   body   ;    castiel ’ s   grace   shudders   within   him   .      above   him   ,    no   birds   whistle   or   sing   ,    their   beaks   soldered   shut   with   GRIEF   .      even   the   trees   seem   to   groan   ,    whose   leaves   and   branches   rustle   in   the   icy   wind   .      he   seeks   the   distance   with   his   gaze   ,    sight   skimming   asphalt   and   weed   and   mountaintop   .      behind   him   ,    samuel ’ s   scrutiny   is   a   KNIFEPOINT   ,   its   pointed   tip   pressed   tangibly   against   the   line   of   castiel ’ s   back   .      his   head   cants   downward   ,    blue   eyes   faltering   to   brush   over   bone  -  bleached   gravel   ,    ash   ,    dust   .

   Griffin didn’t break into cars often. New cars had heightened security systems that set off alarms and other stuff that made it harder to get away with messing with them. Older cars were easier to get into but they were harder to find. More often than not it was easier to break into an unoccupied room at a roadside motel than to try his luck with a car. But last night, Griffin had been lucky. All of the motel rooms were occupied but an old car that had sat in the lot all day was still there that evening. It was freezing and Griffin was exhausted, so he didn’t feel guilty about popping the locks and climbing in the backseat of an impala. He wasn’t stealing anything anyways. He just needed a place to crash for a few hours. Wedged down between the front seat and the back, Griffin pulled his legs up to his chest, rested his head on his knees, and fell asleep under the cover of a huge jacket he had found left in the passenger seat. But apparently the owner of both the jacket and car was something of a night owl because barely an hour later, the door across from Griffin was pulled open as someone dumped their bags in the backseat then paused in their surprise at finding a stowaway.

   Griffin jerked awake. Oh holy hell, this was bad. A desperate hand shot out behind him to find the door handle, his fingers curling around it like a lifeline as Griffin prepared to run... but the booming voice pissed at finding a teen squatting in their car didn’t come. No one reached for him. No one screamed at him. There was nothing but Griffin’s panicked breaths filling the silence as his heart pounding like a drum in his chest. Somehow, Griffin found his voice.

“hands where I can see them !! ”

💓  to  kiss  her  on  the  neck .

THERE  WAS  NO  INTEREST  IN  THE  MOVIE .   that  much  was  being  made  crystal  clear .   warmth  of  his  body  hung  over  her ,   trying  to  get  her  attention  elsewhere .   it  came  with  a  squeal ,   one  to  draw  him  in  further .   lips  locked ,   fingers  twisting  in  his  hair .   when  these  particular  situations  arrived   —   when  their  moods  struck   —   it  was  a  reminder  of  their  younger  days .   in  a  way ,   jess  was  still  entangled  in  those  memories ,   often  times  forgetting  what  year  it  was ,   how  old  they  actually  were .   through  it  all ,   she  didn’t  mind  it  one  bit .   it  showed  in  the  way  her  body  begins  to  move ,   aching  to  be  closer  as  they  were  already  pressed  up  against  one  another .   it  was  a  moment  of  sheer  weakness ,   her  breathing  already  sped  up ,   forgetting  the  world  around  them .   nice ,   comfortable   —   needed .   teeth  rake  over  his  bottom  lip ,   only  leaving  them  to  part .   in  what  would  elicit  a  needy  whine ,   a  cry  to  come  back ,   was  interrupted  as  lips ,   tongue ,   teeth  made  their  way  down ,   teasing  the  sensitive  skin  below  her  jaw .   sam  always  knowing  the  right  spots  to  hit  even  after  all  the  time  that’d  past .   breath  hitches  in  her  throat .   thighs  wrap  around  his  torso ,   obviously  begging  for  more ,   something  that  would  last  a  little  longer ,   not  wanting  this  to  be  the  end  of  it .   now  there’s  a  smug  smile  on  her  lips ,   eating  up  the  attention  as  hands  begin  to  wander .   ‘   you  know ,   if  you  hated  the  movie  that  much  you  could’ve  just  said  so .   ’

SEND  ME  ❤  AND  I  WILL  BOLD  WHAT  APPLIES  TO  YOUR  MUSE .

I would kill for you. • I would make love to you. • I would fuck you. • I would protect you. • I would hurt you for a selfish cause. • I wish we had more in common. • I want nothing to do with you. • I want to see you cry. • I want a future with you. • I want to destroy your future. • I do not care what you do. • I am indifferent towards you. • I want children with you. • I love you ( platonically ) • I love you ( romantically ) • I love you life family. • You are my family. • I could fall in love with you. • I would lie for you. • I would fight by your side. • I will never let you go. • I would hold you while you cried. • I would hug you. • I want to kiss you. • I would stay by your bedside if you were ill. • I want to fall asleep with you in my arms. • I want to forget you. • I will never forget you. • I only want to make you proud. • I wish I could make you happy. • You deserve nothing. • I will never forgive you. • You confuse me.