Don't Be Such a Sourwolf

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[tevankinkley]

i spent way too long on this.

[when-he-writes-stuff]

“Why does this feel like a goodbye?”

Dean had said goodbye so many times in his life, he thought he should know what it felt like by now. It didn’t always stick, which was the funny thing, but he knew what it was like to say goodbye all the same. One time, two times, three times— he knew.

Something about this was different.

Something about this was wrong.

“Cass,” he said, words shaking. “Why does this feel like a goodbye?”

Dean had come to know every one of Castiel’s expressions. He hadn’t meant to, not really. The ones when he was human— confused, uncertain. The anger, the rage, the hate. The hurt, the happiness, the hope . He thought he’d seen them all before. He’d come to know them all before.

Something about this was different.

“Cass—”

“Because,” Castiel said, a small smile on his face. And it was something Dean felt like he should recognize. Because it struck him as so familiar, yet it was so different. “Because it is.”

Goodbye.

Dean had come to know that word well. The pain of it, the sorrow. Enough that he’d learned how to steel himself against it all. Some people might have called it weakness, some people might have called it strength. But there were only so many times someone could say goodbye before the word lost its meaning. 

It was just an obstacle. Something Dean understood, hated, accepted, and… and…

Cass.

The man with the blue eyes. The angel with the broken wings. Standing in front of him with words on his tongue that didn’t seem like a goodbye. No, they seemed like a farewell. They seemed final. Something that was so different, so much sharper, it felt like getting stabbed. 

Why does this feel like a goodbye?

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[when-he-writes-stuff]

- -

There was this dull grey feeling to being dead. 

That’s what Erica thought, anyway.

The thing was, she didn’t know she was dead. Not right away, at least. She was still there in the cell, with Boyd in the furthest corner. Except there was something wrong; there was something so wrong. She’d been wrapped in his arms at one moment and he’d promised he wouldn’t let her go. He’d promised he’d never let her go.

Except now something was wrong. Something was so wrong.

There was this dull grey feeling to being dead. It took Erica a few days to realize that’s what it was. That’s what had happened.

The Alphas hadn’t needed her anymore.

-

It was strange, standing over her own body. If Erica looked down at her hands, she could’ve sworn they were still solid. She was still here, she was still herself. Everything was fine and she couldn’t even remember what the pain of dying had felt like.

It was all some distant memory. Some faraway dream.

Then Derek had found her.

Derek Hale, all red eyes and dark glares. The man who’d promised that she could leave everything behind with one bite; the epilepsy, the feeling of being powerless, the stares and whispers in the hallway. Derek Hale, all sharp growls and angry words. The man who had promised one bite could let her finally live.

Erica had never seen him look this broken before.

The man looked at her for a long moment, eyes flickering between normal and red. Except, he wasn’t really looking at her. No, his gaze went straight through where she stood. Like she wasn’t there, like she was invisible.

With a sinking stomach, Erica turned around and looked silently at her own body in the corner of the supply closet. And nothing about it was right.

Derek finally made a small, choked noise at the back of his throat. Erica turned around— right as the man walked straight through her.

“No,” Erica said, staring at him. “No, wait. I’m still here.”

But the man didn’t even look at her. Instead, he crouched down beside her body and bowed his head, something akin to a whimper breaking from his hunched form. Erica swallowed hard, looking back down at her hands before stepping closer to her Alpha.

“Derek, I’m still here,” she said, words shaking. “I swear, I’m right here.”

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[901allons-y]

Merlin season 1

[drakonovisny]

Me, an awkward bisexual, every time someone points a camera at me:

[mamoru]

fuck your doctor’s feelings. this sounds harsh but it needs to be. i cannot count the number of times i have encountered people who were not being adequately treated by their doctors, often not even diagnosed, often not even being believed, but were too afraid to switch doctors because of their doctor’s feelings. people are suffering and sometimes dying because they are afraid of hurting the feelings of someone who is failing at their job. not all doctors are equally qualified to treat all conditions, not all doctors are going to be good for every patient, and not all doctors are good at their jobs at all.

your doctor’s job is to treat you and if they suck at their job, get a new one. get as many as it takes. their feelings are not more important than your life and well-being.

[alittlefellowinawideworld]

This also goes for counselors and psychiatrists! Their job is to help you, and if they’re not doing that then you should definitely find someone ekse who can! No shame

[prokopetz]

The reason the heroes are always so easily able to infiltrate the bad guy’s secret base isn’t because evil minions are stupid. I mean, they may well be, but that’s not why.

Rather, it’s because effective operational security depends on establishing and enforcing norms. No behaviour is suspicious in the abstract; that judgment can only be made with reference to some accepted code of conduct.

And if you’re a minion? You basically have no point of reference, because working for an evil overlord is, scientifically speaking, weird as hell.

You had to fight a giant squid as part of your orientation. You’re pretty sure Alice over in engineering is a version of you from a parallel universe, but neither of you have ever had the guts to bring it up. Your supervisor wears a horned helmet in the goddamn break room.

So when you’re confronted with that “new hire” who’s really, really obviously three raccoons in a trenchcoat, you’ve gotta ask yourself: is this… normal? Should I be reporting this to someone?

More importantly, do I want to make this my problem?

And for those who make it as minions, the answer very quickly becomes no, no I do not.

[ofkingsandlionhearts]

AU: In which Merlin and Arthur meet on the Titanic.

I’ll never let go.  I promise. [ for the lovely Mallory ]

[when-he-writes-stuff]

It's gonna be a supernatural kind of night again

I have a feeling it’s going to end so badly, but I’m so invested 

[sonofagif]

It’s the last ever Wednesday before the Supernatural finale!

[incorrectsterekquotes]

stiles: My idea of flirting is being as sarcastic as possible and seeing if they can handle me

[when-he-writes-stuff]

The episode hasn't even aired and the finale is already a disaster

Gotta admit, I’m not surprised to hear it

[hugh-dancy-archived]

Congratulations to Dylan O’Brien for winning MTV’S Movie Awards: Breakthrough Performance, Best Hero and Best Fight!

@dylanobrien: The one year I can’t make the awards and I won stuff?! Never going again! :) You guys are incredible. You’re the reason I get to do what I do every day and I couldn’t be more grateful. Thanks for always having my back and giving me the opportunity to do what I love :D appreciate it #cuties.

[guess-thats-me]

wow

[wesleysgasm]

Dylan O’Brien Promotes ‘The Maze Runner’ in Florida (August, 27)

[teen-wolf-archive]

[dylinski]

I know I’m late to this BUT. YOU are a goddamn treasure. You’re one of if not my all time favorite authors I’ve found on this hellscape app. Your tags are hilarious and creative and your gifs are beautiful. I love that you somehow know exactly what goes through my mind when I see HIM. also did I mention I love your writing???? Because I do. And also your amazing. I really wish I could attach a gif to this 💕🥺🥰💕

i’m...actually crying???? like actual tears??? omfg i’m....im speechless 🥺🥺🥺 idk even know....i’m...jffjksjxjdskskzk AHHHHHHHHHHHHH. this is...wow....shit idk what to say to tell you how amazing this makes me feel and how much this means to me. i feel like anything i say means nothing because this is just....🥺🥺🥺 thank you. i really needed this too tbh...YOURE amazing. i know we’ve talked before and don’t talk very much but i see you on my dash all the time and i love it when i see posts from you 🥺💞 djjfskdoos we should talk more cause you’re rad as fuck and i like when we talk 🥰🥰🥰🥰

[mangota]

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