Liane Moriarty, The Husband’s Secret
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Liane Moriarty, The Husband’s Secret
inspirational
Character Exercise:
Give me a number, and I will describe the physical characteristics of my character expressing it. NO DIALOGUE. Descriptors only! (Feel free to add to this list if reposting)
Anger
Happiness
Intense thought
Boredom
Lust
Hatred
Joy
Frustration
Embarrassment
Shame
Horror
Fear
Then the Lord said to him, “Whoever kills Cain will suffer a sevenfold vengeance.” And the Lord put a mark on Cain, so that no one who came upon him would kill him.
(Genesis 4:15)
dean winchester meme
[1/8] relationships
↳ bela talbot
dean meme | favorite quotes | (1/5)
"Come on, man. Can’t you see? I’m poison, Sam. People get close to me, they get killed…or worse. You know, I tell myself that I help more people than I hurt. And I tell myself that I’m doing it all for the right reasons, and I believe that. But I can’t — I won’t… Drag anybody through the muck with me. Not anymore."
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Url graphics -> ccaastiel
"If your old man could see you now."
outofchara; i gotta go for few hours. let me know if any of you want to start anything up. i'll see y'all later, not sure if to reply to drafts or just to lurk but i'll be around.
Meet the Blogger!
Name: Jay
Nickname: Jay is the nickname.
Height: 5’3”
Relationship status: Single
Birthday: Nov. 28th.
Favorite color: All shades of blue
Favorite singer/band(s): Can't pick a favorite, but current obsession with The Civil Wars
Last song listened: Lux Aeterna by Clint Mansell
Last movie watched: White
Favorite book: Cat's Cradle by Kurt Vonnegut
Last book read: Mockingjay by Suzanne Collins
Currently reading: Stardust by Neil Gaiman
# of siblings: Three
# of pets: Zero
Best school subject: History
Mac or PC?: PC.
Cell phone type: iPhone
Current shirt color: Yellow & Grey.
Gamer? Not really, no.
Day or night?: Night
Summer or winter?: Summer
Most-visited website?: Tumblr
Celebrity crushes: Jaimie Alexander and Misha Collins
Silence engulfs Castiel’s being, head canted to face downwards for a moment, his vessel’s eyes narrowing in an attempt to think. The words do not setting his feeling, to trust Dean is not asking for much— yet it is in one breath.
He has never had to trust a human, he finds it hard to let someone do what he should be able to do.
When Cas begins to speak, he raises his head to look Dean in the eyes.
❝ I am not running like a… ❞
The angel pauses, brows furrow together. A chicken with his head cut off? He knew that was not his vessel’s movements but the turn of phrase left him grasping for nonexistent straws.
❝ You have proved yourself and yet I still find it difficult to… To trust you. For that, I am sorry. ❞
It's childish but Dean is purposely not breaking the silence between them. If Cas wants to talk, he'll talk. He's tired of being the one always having to be forthcoming and telling the truth when Cas would rather just hide behind his... angelness or whatever.
Forest greens remained resolutely glued to the computer screen, even as he takes a long pull of his now lukewarm beer and sets it aside. His fingers hover above the keyboard and he doesn't want to show that he's waiting but it's obvious in the way he doesn't type.
The words that come -- They leave anger and hurt in their wake. How could he not be trusted? What the Hell had he done to make Cas believe he couldn't be trusted? A humorless laugh passes his lips as he sits back.
❝Alright. Whatever. If this is all we're going to do while you're here, you're better off just leaving. You know, unless you actually want to help us for once.❞
Again, Dean's being childish and making passive aggressive comments but who's Cas to say he can't be trusted after fighting Heaven and Hell together. He trusts Cas even after unknowingly being his family's chess piece and yet he can't be afforded the same?
what doesn’t kill you leaves scars ruins your lungs dries out all your tears leaves you lying awake at 4 in the morning wishing you weren’t alive
c.c. (via gunpowdergallows)
𝕋𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔽𝕚𝕣𝕖 𝕆𝕗 𝕐𝕠𝕦
In just a moment, Katherine thinks as her body spirals through the time vortex, I’ll appear on Lucifer’s front step, and then sucker him into watching Frozen with me. I wonder if he’ll mind me forcing him to listen to me sing along… yes, he will. Excellent. A bright light flashes, blinding her. This means that she’ll be landing in 3…2…1… "I’m here!" Katherine sings as the light vanishes, and her eyes adjust to the sight of Lucifer’s front—wait, no, what? Blinking the blue spots from her vision, she turns around in a full circle. A warehouse? “You have got to be fucking kidding me.” Her voice rings out through the darkness. The only light in the room comes from the large windows on the far walls, letting in the moonlight. She takes a step forward. Large crates line the walls. There’s not a soul in sight. “How the hell did I get here?” She looks down to her manipulator and taps the screen with her index finger. The screen remains black. That’s just great…
The hunter's brows furrow as a loud voice resonates in the emptiness of the warehouse. The rugaru he's hunting is male. The voice was too high-pitched for it to be the newly turned beast. His jaw tenses as he stills and waits to hear if he heard correctly. And the words that follow, words Dean echos with his own eyeroll, he realizes that there's a woman still inside this dingy place.
Releasing an annoyed breath, Dean lowers his gun and starts to look for the woman first. The rugaru is probably just as likely looking for her as well. He doesn't mean for her to be, but she's become bait.
It takes longer than he expected but eventually Dean finds her. She's illuminated by the light of the moon and thankfully she's still moving and alive. No blood on her, though before he can tell her that he's there, he sees the rugaru shifting behind her, about to make a meal of her flesh.
❝Move!❞ he manages to yell as he hurriedly steps towards the girl and fires off two shots. It won't kill it but at least it deters it from attacking or eating her at that very moment. He snatches her arm and Dean is hardly gentle as he pulls her to move behind him as the rugaru runs off again. ❝Dammit.❞
”I’m not sure if I’ll be able to carry you out of this place while being intoxicated…”
❝If ya can't, who cares? I'm a big boy, Cas. I can find my own way back. 's not like I haven't done it before.❞
ICE BREAKER MEMES
Have you always wanted our muses to meet, but didn’t know how they would first interact? Send me one of the following ice breakers so we can embark on our roleplaying adventure!
"Good morning, sorry I’m late!"
"I’m not late am I?"
"I don’t think we’ve met before…"
"You look familiar, have we met?"
"Do I know you?"
"Sorry! You dropped this!"
"Oh, sorry I thought you were someone else, I didn’t mean to hug you!"
"Watch where you’re going!"
"Are you okay? You didn’t fall too badly did you?"
"I should have said something earlier, I’m-"
"I’ve seen you around, I’ve just never had the guts to say hi."
"You must be new…"
"Do you need a hand?"
"Have you just moved in?"
"If you want me to show you around, I don’t mind helping."
"I saw you from across the room and I had to say hi."
"I wouldn’t buy that if I were you."
"Do you need some help?"
"Is this yours?"
"Sorry, I’m not from around here, do you know where the nearest pharmacy is?"
"Hey, have you got change for a note?"
"Want some gum?"
"Ah, sorry. I’ll move my bag, this seat is free."
"Careful!"
"Not every day you meet anyone with such a smile!"
"Thanks for holding the door open for me!"
"Uhm, excuse me. Hey, wake up! This isn’t your stop is it?"