Jul 20, 2024
“Yeah, no, you’re gonna kill me and then after that, just from that point on, just exude small dick energy.”
-Chris Dunne, Life in the World That Is, 10:42
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“Yeah, no, you’re gonna kill me and then after that, just from that point on, just exude small dick energy.”
-Chris Dunne, Life in the World That Is, 10:42
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the year is 2022. danandphilgames is still a dead bitch so let’s pay tribute (4/idk)
EXTREME TETRIS!
“Madem yalın geldim yalın gideceğim niye kendimi dünyaya bunca ısıttım?”
10:42
“You think I’m gonna tell you?” slurs the shifter, in Sam’s voice.
“Yes. Yes you will.” Dean presses the knife to its skin again, this time holding it there/
Not-Sam screamed in agony.
“Still...not...telling...” it wheezed.
Dean turned to Bobby. “I can’t do this. It’s...it’s too much like him.”
“Dean, it basically is him, you know? Has all of Sam’s thought and memories...but it ain’t him, ok?”
“I just...can’t.”
“I wish it was me that was being touched by you Dean. I’ll bet it feels good in real life.” Not-Sam raises his head and smiles wickedly.
The words shock him and Dean looks quickly at Bobby who blushes when Dean makes eye contact. Bobby takes off his hat and rubs the back f his neck.
“I uh..it’s ok Dean, I’ve known for a while.” He smiles comfortingly.
“You - you’ve known?”
“I assumed. Just the way you guys look at each other. But - I don’t care Dean, understand? Don’t let this change anything. You got it?”
Dean swallows and nods.
“Can you take over for me?” Dean pleads. “I can’t hurt him. He’s too..Sam...”
“You bet your ass I got this Dean. Go help yourself to some whiskey. I’ll get the information we need.”
Not-Sam is still groggy, but he’s waking up some, and is leering at Dean uncomfortably.
“I know what you like, Dean,” Sam’s voice said.
“You’re not him, asshole.” Bobby pulls on Dean’s arm and pushes him out the door.
“Drink, Dean. I got this.” Dean takes one last look at the shifter resembling his brother and heads toward the kitchen.
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The drink is cool in his hand and he enjoys the burn as it goes down.
He’s just setting his empty glass on the counter when he hears Sam screaming.
He covers his ears.
#746
- Em biết trên đời này thứ gì nhẫn tâm nhất không?
- Đàn ông?
- Ừ đàn ông nhưng mà là đàn ông không còn yêu em nữa.
birbirimizin yüzüne hep çok şey söyleyecek gibi bakar, hayat nasıl gidiyordan başka bir şeyi çıkarmazdık ağzımızdan. geçen geçtin yine karşıma yine aynı hisle karşı karşıya kaldım. konuşacaksan konuş diye bağırasım geldi bu defa, hem sana hem kendime. sabrım tükenmiş anlaşılan, bunca yıldan sonra. sonra açtım ağzımı tek kelime etmeden geri kapandı. sabırsızlığım bile yetmiyormuş.
hep bir şeyler söyleyecek gibi baktık birbirimize bi’ kerecik söyleseydik içimizdekileri, kışın ortasında çiçekleri açtıracaktık.
i just want to draw adaon as he was meant to be drawn, at peace in a field of flowers, but i cannot do the image justice