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"I don’t know what I’m doing with my life."
❝ That would be because you're still alive... Just die. ❞
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{ perditionandpie }
"I don’t know what I’m doing with my life."
❝ That would be because you're still alive... Just die. ❞
perditionandpie:
Dean smirked at the obvious annoyance of the younger man, the Big Apple was dry of any cases that weren’t already being worked, so the hunter needed something to do. And contributing to one’s possibility of getting cancer was always one of his biggest pet peeves anyways, so why not badger this kid about it.
"So maybe you should I dunno… knock it off? How old are you anyways, like 16?"
Harry cast the stranger an odd look. He didn't look like the type who should preach, honestly; the guy wasn't exactly clean cut. Really, who the fuck did he think he was?
"I'm 20," he said, pointedly taking another long drag. "And I'm dying anyways..." was little more than a mutter under his breath as he exhaled the smoke once more.
perditionandpie
Izzie stared at the run-down motel in front of her. Good to be home, she mused to herself bitterly. Under ordinary circumstances, she would never return to her hometown if she could help it. This, however-- this was important enough to warrant breaking her personal rule. She'd gotten a vaguely mysterious call informing her that a hunter in the area needed assistance, and after that poltergeist incident she'd made a promise to help anyone in that profession whenever necessary. So she gathered her nerves, tightened her coat, and knocked on the door.
"Hey, I-- uh-- got a call. I'm Izzie. Stevens?"
perditionandpie replied to your post:What?!
//I can’t even… I will reply to this when I can breathe
hAHAH
yeah sorry I keep getting massive muse out of nowhere and stuff like that happens
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₩ our muses are caught in a thunder storm together
"Shit!" Harry held his jacket over his head as the rain came down harder and harder. Wasn't this just his luck? Overhead, the thunder crashed and the sky was broken by a flash of light. That was it, he wasn't going to make it back to Oscorp at this rate. Well, that's what he got for ditching his driver. He rushed under the cover of an abandoned bus stop, taking his coat and shaking the water off of it, shoving his sopping wet hair back from his face.
It wasn't until then that he realized he wasn't the only one seeking shelter there. He glanced up at the taller man as he lit up a cigarette and leaned as far back against the wall and away from the driving rain as he could be.
"Um... hey," he said.
perditionandpie replied to your post:"What do you want with me?"
Wow, I’m crying already… Ouch, pain. But beautiful
Never leave me alone to angst man.
Also consider that a welcome back present.
"So not sorry about this!" *pins against the wall and kisses* ((Pass this to the next ten people on your dash)
Sam let out a loud gasp into the kiss, his hands moving to the front of Dean's shirt. He didn't know if he should push him away or pull him closer at the moment, so he just froze there.
This is the hug of love! Go to everyone in your tumblr crushes and give them this hug to let them know that they’re loved! ♥
Awwwww. Welcome back, btw.