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I like to think that Dean takes care of Sam, and genuinely enjoys doing it, but of course has to put on a big show about it being annoying because he’s a big brother, dude.

“Put on a freaking coat! I’m not going to save you if you get hypothermia!” When he knows he would (and Sam knows it, too)

“Just… You have to hold my hand when we cross the street, yeah? It’s safe… So. Do it. Loser.” (Probably did that for far too long, but whatever)

Protective!BigBrother!Dean is the best thing ever. Love it.

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dean wiping off sams face after he’s purged and getting him a cold drink to soothe his upset tummy… cradling his face in his hands and shushing him while he sniffles n cries.. :< baaaa…. pulling sad sammy into his lap and telling him that he’s not mad,, they can try again tomorrow.. one relapse doesn’t determine his recovery… :( oghhhg

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dean actively dying and sam shows up with a MYSTICAL TALKING BOARD (TM). dean immediately flatlines. show over forever.

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We forget that Kaz found his Dad's corpse split open in a barley field like. Not even a month after his 9th birthday.

We forget that not even a month after his 9th birthday he and his brother leave everything he'd every known behind and move to a strange new city.

We forget that forget that 2 weeks after his father's death they meet Pekka Rollins.

We forget that a month after his father's death Kaz and Jordie end up living on the streets.

We forget that a month after his father's death Jordie dies

We forget that Kaz spends nearly 24 hours floating on the Reaper's barge.

We forget the sheer tragedy of Kaz's backstory, to go from happily living on a farm in Lij with his father and brother to floating on corpses for 24 goddamn hours in the span of 6 weeks at absolute most.

We forget that

Or at least I do, idk about y'all

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blue “jane” sargent of the raven cycle (maggie stiefvater)

“blue was a fanciful, but sensible thing. like a platypus, or one of those sandwiches that had been cut into circles for a fancy tea party.”

pls don’t remove credit <3

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affectionately titled ~domestic mornings in the black-potter household~ (don’t get it twisted regulus bought himself this shirt)

he was giving me wywm regulus vibes while i was drawing him so this is wywm fanart now lol (from the fic when you were mine by @thebattlehamster)

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DO INTERACT: people who are constantly tired even after a full nights sleep, people with horrendous sleep schedules, poetry whores, people who buy books but don’t read them, people who don’t make friends easily, people who like all genres of music, people who have grown of bad habits, mango lovers, people who can’t eat without finding something good to watch, people who still have shoes that fit them from years and years ago, people who unironically like ‘cringey things’ unashamedly, nerds, people who ignore the stigma against body hair, people who wear glasses, and vampire girls

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drawing andrew minyard is better than: therapy, sex, drugs, and it’s proven to cure depression (real) 

no reposting pls <3 im more active on Instagram    

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Me: *Makes a mistake* omg I'm like GOB Bluth from Arrested Development (2003-2019)

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one of gansey’s insomnia induced crafting sessions ft. a sweater that blue got him as a joke which he wears anyway

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GOD he circled all the tourist attractions he wanted to see he was SO FUCKING EXCITED to go on a road trip with his brother five you fucking DARLING i adore him

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“Do you have to do that here?”

Regulus looked up from his plate. They were halfway through lunch and Regulus had been trying to tweak an essay before his next class. “Do what? My homework?” He asked.

“No,” Sirius hissed and gestured at Regulus with a wave of his hand. “Do you have to wear that thing in front of all of us? We’re trying to eat, Reg.”

“Why would my jacket stop you from eating?”

“It’s not your jacket! It’s James’ jacket. His favourite jacket - and you wearing it in front of everyone is basically like having public sex. Nobody wants to watch their little brother have public sex, Regulus!”

Regulus blinked. Sixteen years had made him accustomed to his brother’s eccentricities. James, on the other hand, was looking slightly pale. “If me wearing James' jacket is like having public sex, what is giving Remus a handy in potions?”

“A good time,” Said Remus, before going back to his tea.

“How do you even know about that?” Sirius asked. His eyes shot to James’ guilty face.

James shrugged. “I like to share my trauma.”

Clicking his tongue, Sirius turned back to Regulus. “Take off the jacket.”

“Go fuck yourself.”