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More Rusty Quill Gaming NPCās! Einstein is a treasureĀ
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rip french mistake misha you wouldāve loved tweeting at the oscars
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me just trying to watch the 93rd annual academy awards and not think ab that cw show
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"i could fix him" well i am drowning. there is no sign of land. and hes coming down with me. hand in unlovable hand
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The very touch of you corrupts! When Castiel laid a hand on you in hell he was already lost!
vaguely inspired by this piece
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My spotify literally wont let me stop listening to hotel california its not letting me play anything else and every time i hit play its just hotel california
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Dean calls Cas many names when they get together, ranging from endearing and sweet likeĀ āsweetheartā andĀ āangel faceā andĀ ālove of my lifeā to teasing things likeĀ ādumbassā andĀ ābudā andĀ ādude.ā But Casā favorite name that Dean calls him is an endearment that slipped out on accident one night.Ā āFuture husband of mine, can you hand me that blade?ā Dean had asked as they were packing things back into the Impala after a hunt. Cas had picked the blade up and was inches away from handing it to the hunter when he froze, the pet name finally registering.Ā āYou just⦠did you just call me your future husband?ā Cas stuttered out, lungs squeezing tightly and hands shaking as his heart raced in his chest. Dean smiled, a flush rising in his cheeks as he nodded; caught somewhere between nervous and confident.Ā āGonna ask you to marry me someday. Maybe even soon,ā Dean murmured. Cas felt lightheaded and breathless as he pulled Dean into a frenzied kiss, dropping the blade to the ground as he wrapped his arms around Deanās waist to pull him closer.Ā āI think Iād like that very much, my dear future husband,ā Cas said against Deanās mouth, kissing him until they were both smiling too hard to press their mouths together.
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Dean calls Cas many names when they get together, ranging from endearing and sweet likeĀ āsweetheartā andĀ āangel faceā andĀ ālove of my lifeā to teasing things likeĀ ādumbassā andĀ ābudā andĀ ādude.ā But Casā favorite name that Dean calls him is an endearment that slipped out on accident one night.Ā āFuture husband of mine, can you hand me that blade?ā Dean had asked as they were packing things back into the Impala after a hunt. Cas had picked the blade up and was inches away from handing it to the hunter when he froze, the pet name finally registering.Ā āYou just⦠did you just call me your future husband?ā Cas stuttered out, lungs squeezing tightly and hands shaking as his heart raced in his chest. Dean smiled, a flush rising in his cheeks as he nodded; caught somewhere between nervous and confident.Ā āGonna ask you to marry me someday. Maybe even soon,ā Dean murmured. Cas felt lightheaded and breathless as he pulled Dean into a frenzied kiss, dropping the blade to the ground as he wrapped his arms around Deanās waist to pull him closer.Ā āI think Iād like that very much, my dear future husband,ā Cas said against Deanās mouth, kissing him until they were both smiling too hard to press their mouths together.
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near a quiet brook
(companion piece to this post )
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does anybody else remember that reality show where they gaslit a bunch of americans into thinking they were competing to marry prince harry but it was really just some guy
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One time a friend told me that if she wanted to have a chill night she would come to me and ask for tea and a book to read. I didnāt like tea at the time, but I always made sure my cupboards had them in case she needed a quiet night. One time I told my boss that I loved oranges, but couldnāt peel them because of my nails. For a year he made sure to peel me one at least once a week. Once my friends gave me a made up superlative of āmost likely to have a pen they could borrowā and ever since Iāve made sure I always carry a pen with me. A long time ago, my high school librarian told me that no one would care what my grade in my sophomore chemistry class was if Iām bringing them doughnuts and asking them about their day.
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