#outcastsam

Song I wish was longer: MapsSong I wish was shorter: Come to the Fun HomeThe one song I always skip: Helen’s EtudeSong I sing the best: Telephone WireSong I still don’t know all the words to: It All Comes BackSong that honestly deserves an award or five: Ring of KeysSong that’s terrible but I still love: I’m sorry there just aren’t any terrible songsSong that’s really good but I hate don’t love: Come to the Fun HomeSong I think could change the world: Ring of KeysSong I wish I’d written: Telephone Wire

(Also <3333, that’s all right. The fandom here is A+++ good stuff and that’s honestly what matters. Hope you are doing well, too!)

Anyone else who wants to prompt me in the meantime can do here and I will add them to the list :)

YES I LOVE HER SHE IS THE BEST. (Also thank you! I will communicate your appreciation. :D) And yep, Merlin is fluffy and magical and I thought the name was only appropriate. A few years back, She arrived in Camelot on my literal doorstep as a starving and flea-ridden 8-week-old feral kitten on a freezing late November evening, and I lured her inside with shreds of turkey and promises of eternal devotion. I adore her!

it was sam winchester. right from the start. i fell in love with the boy who wanted out and wanted to pursue his dreams. the boy who lost the love of his life but didn't let that affect his actions, only wanted to make things right. the boy who stayed empathetic no matter what and reached out for everyone who wasn't at their best. I fell for the boy who saved the world.

Her hair smells like coconuts and that’s the first thing that Sam could think of when he woke up. Each morning he was greeted by a new scent, whatever product Jess was trying out that week, but it always smelled like home. That bed, the weight of her in his arms, her curly hair tickling his nose, that was the definition of home.Sam pressed a kiss to her shoulder. It was covered in freckles like she spent her days in the sun. There was a ray of sunlight peeking through the crack in the window that illuminated her skin. She glowed like a goddess. There weren’t words Sam could use to explain how lucky he felt.“Morning Sam,” she said. She turned around in his arms, her familiar smile on her face.God, Sam could never get tired of seeing it.“Morning Jess,” he grinned at her. He place a kiss on her forehead, then the tip of her nose, and then her lips. She melted into the kiss, wrapping her arms around him to pull him closer. In all his years, Sam had never been as warm as he was in her arms. He pulled away from the kiss. “What are you doing today?”“I’ve got a class in like an hour, then some studying to do, but I’m entirely free tonight.”“Great, you wanna go to that art exhibition across town?” Sam asked. Jess hummed. “Awesome, we can go for Chinese or something too.”“Sounds good,” Jess cuddled closer to him. “I need to go get a shower.” She didn’t move, her arms still wrapped around his waist. The bathroom door was open, beckoning her, but she refused to let go of Sam.“Five more minutes,” he told her. Five minutes laid beside her felt like an eternity but it still wouldn’t ever be enough. He felt his eyes start to close again, sleep pulling at him.Then their alarm went off, blaring and beeping and ruining the softness of it all.Jess groaned as she pulled herself out of bed. Even in the early morning, she looked like an angel. Sam couldn’t take his eyes off her as she shuffled over to the bathroom, wearing one of his old shirts as a nightgown. He stayed in bed as he listened to the shower click on, her sweet voice blending in with the sound of running water. He was blessed, he thought, with a live he’d never believed he could have.

Same!

valentino bag, what the fuck richard, freestyle dance teacher, all i wanted was bangs & that’s my opinion