#your jacket

[twinsfawn]

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it’s that time of year again…

[prettylikethemovies]

they'd lock you up if looks could kill

[ao3feeddestiel]

Still Got Your Laugh Your Ghost Your Jacket

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/w5c4M0J by the_oncoming_stormageddon After Castiel dies, Dean falls into a neverending cycle of drinking to cope, staring at the box of Cas's things he collected to cope, and sleeping to avoid coping. Unfortunately for him, Miracle keeps waking him up at the early hours of the morning, barking relentlessly at the empty doorway of Dean's room. Or, Cas is saved from the Empty and Miracle realizes it a long time before Dean does Title taken from "Sweet Tea and God's Graces" by Taylor Swift Words: 2637, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 34 of alfie's destiel oneshots Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Dean Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural), Miracle the Dog (Supernatural) Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester Additional Tags: Post-Finale, Fix-It, Episode: s15e18 Despair - Castiel's Confession Scene (Supernatural), Getting Together, Love Confessions, First Kiss, Grief/Mourning, Dean Winchester Loves Castiel, Angst with a Happy Ending, Fluff read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/w5c4M0J

[brain-dumping-love-letters]

Jackets

I don’t know if you know this, but that jacket you told me to hold on to for you has become a blessing and a curse to my heart. I love having it to sleep with as it still has your scent on it, but it hurts knowing you don’t think of me as anything more than a friend. I couldn’t tell you how much it would mean to me to be more but I know you’re happier with someone else, and I’m not about to come between you and happiness. I know this sounds cheesy, but I feel like Gatsby reaching out to that enchanted green light. Unlike Gatsby, I know I can’t rewind time and make you love me I just hope that you’re happy where ever you are.

[theoneyoudontsee]

I messed up the hood of your jacket a little bit

And I keep feeling like you're going to yell at me for it, but it doesn't matter because you'll never even see this jacket again.

[seadancerinseattle]

your jacket

your jacket gently lays where my hands delicately placed it

i cant help but replay the day where you let me borrow your jacket

i was bickering about how cold i was; a second barely passed and all of sudden my arms were finding a home and i felt a sudden surge of warmth against my skin

i swear i wore your jacket with flying colors

i must say it was so flattering when people would say nice jacket and than they would ask whose jacket it was

as your name bravely came off of my lips i couldn't help but notice the butterflies settle in

i love the smell that is glued to the leather

somehow it fits perfectly on me

today i got the courage to wear it again

i braced myself as i walked towards you

i sat down acting as if this was a normal routine

i loved your response

"wow nice jacket, i wonder who you got it from"

all that i could function to say is do you want it back

first thing that you said "was no, so i can have an excuse to see you again."

it is so funny how the simplicity of someones words can affect you so easily.

so let me spell it out for you in three simple words

i like you.

[joss-penrose-blog]

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[illuminate-illusion]

There's suppose to be a blizzard. Ha. I have your jacket. :) thank god.