flowers grow back after being stepped on ; so will i

HELP ME REMEMBER: NOT EVERYTHING IN LIFE IS A BATTLE. I DON’T NEED TO CARRY A KNIFE EVERYWHERE I GO. HELP ME LEARN: HOW TO SHED MY ARMOR WITHOUT SHEDDING TEARS. HOW TO OPEN UP MY ARMS WITHOUT RAISING MY FISTS. HELP ME UNDERSTAND: I CAN BE VULNERABLE, AND STILL BE STRONG. I CAN BE MADE OF STEEL, AND STILL BE SOFT. HELP ME REALIZE: IF LIFE IS A BATTLE, I DON’T HAVE TO FIGHT IT ALONE.

[exotiica-blog]

        ❛ NEVER underestimate me, my dear. ❜

[ezckicl]

“ OH - I wasn’t trying too, I just thought you might need help opening that jar.       I wasn’t trying to make you upset, Hah. “

[ofwolvesandhonour]

“are you sure this looks good? if you’re pulling a joke on me i won’t be mad. i just don’t want to look stupid.”

[ezckicl]

  “ DUDE - man, I don’t know anything, I don’t think you look bad - there was a sales chick here though, not that long ago. Trying to get a number, but I don’t think you look like shit.”

[saintemcrie]

‘      … ’ olivia let her shirt hit the floor underneath her feet, tip toeing to the edge of the falls with a smile. ‘ WHAT, are you going in with that? ’

[ezckicl]

    “ I didn’t think I was going in     “ He lets out a bit of a chuckle, it’s under his breath. “I mean, you can imagine my surprise when I was just going out for a run, but there is no complaints.”

[daniracastillo]

“—You’d look a lot cuter with your mouth zipped shut. ”

[ezckicl]

“OH - I don’t think that is exactly possible, but I’m sorry you feel that way?”

[ezckicl]

R O W E N A 

   he doesn’t know who she is and she expects nothing more, and she wants to tell him desperately. but how do you tell a man that is obviously older than you in the face, that you’re his mother while you don’t even look a day over twenty? it feels like her heart is being tugged at, and she wants to wrap her boy up in her arms even though he towers over her. “ zeke… of course, my apologies. although your mother gave you that name before she died, so you should show it a little bit of respect. “ her voice is filled with a softness that she doesn’t use for anybody, and her hands itch to reach out and hold him in some way. “ i’m sure, darling. don’t you worr—” she pauses when she catches a glimpse of the gold amulet around his neck, furrowing her brows, “ where did you get that? “ she asks him, looking up at him as she gets to her feet and closes her spellbook. she thought she had been ‘buried’ with her amulet. “ i promise there will be no window breaking. i’m a witch, i don’t need to break the window. “ rowena smiles at his rambling then, a soft laugh being pulled from her lips as she moves to stuff her book into her bag, looking up at him. 

    PULLING back on his bottom lip, He’s not sure what to tell this woman - there is an air of sadness to her now, he’d love to fix it, to find a way to make it stop, He’s got no idea who she is. He still can’t deny the clear comfort with him, but that’s all he has at this moment - that there is comfort. It was what she said that left him a bit shook, mention of his mother. She had never been mentioned to him, unfortunately - he didn’t even get to know much about her, his father was less than interested in him - let alone telling him about a mother who only knew him for no more than a few hours. ❞ Oh, did you know her? ❞ That’s what he asked, because there was nothing else to explain it, if he’s a vampire that mean’s ‘people’  from the same time period... they could exist too. He was hoping for closure, to learn something about his mother - anything would have been nice, to even know her name would fill something in him, make him feel like he wasn’t alone...- that he wasn’t completely made up from nothing and that’s when she asked about the medallion, instinctually fingers came to grasp around it, his only connection to his mother - and a wave of almost wanting to get away from this woman came over him, the feeling was just too much - too much familiarity, turning away from her slightly, he’s still answering her question.  ❝ It was given to me, it’s my mothers. Which - it’s getting a bit strange, so I’m going to ask for some answers or I’ll figure the situation out myself - I get it, ‘people’ can live a long time, and by your reaction to me; you’ve been around the bend. ❞ He doesn’t mean to be accusatory, he’s usually not this quick to jump the gun - but the comfort has slipped into unease. ❞ You a friend of hers? Friend of my dads? Family? ❞ Talking about his mother brings a bit of a quiver to his lips; he doesn’t know her, and there is almost jealousy that other did. 

[ezckicl]

N A L A 

            “— tried a COATHANGER ??” she responded playfully, standing from her seat moving closer to the male. “what a BAD day you seem to be having.” she teased. it was simply in her nature to tease, had been for decades, and it was never truly malicious. “— come on, we’ll get you that coffee and see if we can get your keys back.”

       ❝ IT’S - uh, an old jacket. I don’t think a coat hanger would have helped, I don’t think I could have mended the hole with that. ❞ He’s following with laughter, a smile smile on his face as she agree’s to grab the coffee for him. ❝ Well, it is all my own doing - the jacket problem I’ve been putting off, and it didn’t register that maybe I shouldn’t lock the car doors when the car is running, even if I meant to just run in, grab coffee and run back out.❞ The smile is a bit more prominent on his face, ❝ You’re an angel, thank you. Zeke, and I’ll definitely get you back for this one day. ❞

[ezckicl]

R O W E N A 

   her head picks up from where she’s looking down at her spellbook when she hears his voice, eye’s widening at the man in front of her. somewhere, in the pit of her stomach, she knows, knows it’s him. maybe it’s because he’s a spitting image of his father, or maybe it’s that mother instinct kicking in. “ ezekiel… “ the name falls out almost broken, because this is her baby boy in front of her, her baby who is no longer a baby. she hasn’t said his name in so long, not since she held him for the first (and last) time, telling the doctors his name on a broken sob. “ uh, yes, yeah! and don’t worry about it, no need to pay me back. “ she scrambles to reach for her wallet from her pocket, holding out a five dollar bill to him with a soft smile. “ i can help you with that locked car situation. “

     CONFUSION sets on his features, he’s not sure who the young woman is in front of him. There is a bit of  c o m f o r t  in her presence, maybe he does know her - there is something different about this feeling, he’s never felt it before he still doesn’t know who she is; he trusts her, as soon as the broken voice says his full name. ❝ It’s just Z E K E, um, it hasn’t been Ezekiel in years. ❞ ‘that’s what you say?’ he thought, a small grimace in some sort of apology, or something at least - to show that he felt whatever she did, though there was no understanding. ❝ You sure you don’t want me to pay you back? It’s not a big deal, I just need to find my damn wallet - though I’m sure it will be picked clean, ❞ he’s rambling a bit, hand rubbing over the back of his neck. ❝ Sure, just please don’t break my car window - it’s supposed to rain, and it’s gonna be a bit before I get new cards in the mail.❞

[ezckicl]

     THE coffee shop is definitely foreign to him - surroundings were similar, you’d think he’s lost, by the look of pure confusion on his face. He’s more looking down at his pocket, the old jacket was worn down to the bare bones - seams finally split, and there is nothing but air where his things should be. ❝ Honestly,  ❞ he starts, ❝ I thought losing my keys would be the problem here, but they’re in my running car that’s locked - but it’s the fact that my wallet is also gone. Would you buy me a coffee? I’ll get it back to you another time, probably.  ❞

[oenomaus]

[princesconsuela]

joey + math

[fuckyeahjaredandjensenx]

[eclipsedbydestiel]

[jensen-jay]

Jensen Ackles - MinnCon 2016 (x)