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Start of chapter three, Sins of the flesh.

Link to Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/1249130358-sins-of-the-flesh-chapter-3-a-brother%27s-love Link to Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/38974686/chapters/101269308#workskin --- Dean struggled to keep his eyes open despite the coffee he was sipping on, his head leaning against the window of the impala; usually driving was one of his saving grace’s from the blindfold since the car had been a gift from his father to him, but today was an exception due to his tiredness. Dean listened to the hum of the engine and relaxed in the way the car drove over the road as Sam drove, the radio turned off to pull them both into a comfortable silence.

Neither had questioned the fact that Dean had been on the floor that morning when Sam went to check up on him since he wasn’t up yet; Dean hadn’t said a word as he was roused awake by his little brother, the memories of the night before vague within his mind.

As Baby drove steadily down the highway, her tires gripping the pavement and the leather seat pressed against Dean’s back, Dean found his thoughts drifting back to the mysterious Castiel. His dream from the previous night was still bothering him immensely; he knew his father was not always the most honest of men, and he had experienced nightmares that involved him before, but nothing like this.

Ever since he started praying to the angel, he would get flashes of gold and black in the middle of the dream and be woken up, but never had he had a conversation with them.

He didn’t want to dwell, but something was telling him to dig for more answers; perhaps he would call or visit Bobby soon to see if he knew anything. Dean took another sip of his coffee and grimaced only slightly when he realized that it had gone cold; he placed it down in the cup holder and took in a breath of air, thankful that they were almost to the other town.

There was a sudden crunch under the tire of the impala and Sammy was slamming on the brakes while Dean grasped both the dash and the door with both hands. As the car came to a halt, Dean turned his head towards his brother, jaw still set from the fear. “What the fuck was that?” Dean asked his brother as Sam sighed, falling silent for only a moment before he spoke.

“I don’t know, but I think our tire popped because of it,” Sam murmured and opened his door, leading Dean to join him and walk around the car. Dean leaned against the car as Sam knelt to the ground and examined their car, a heavy groan coming from him as he seemed to shuffle his feet against the gravel for a moment. “What is it, Sammy?” Dean asked as he tilted his head in his brother’s direction, and the way his brother sighed came off eerily loud as the road and surrounding area seemed to be silenced now that they had stopped driving. “It’s a crow; I didn’t even see it on the road, why would it have been there in the first place?” Sammy wondered aloud, and Dean could tell that his smart-ass brother was probably looking at it with fascination like he always did when it came to something strange.

Playlist #1

My personal favourite playlist; I did not make it, I found it on youtube. https://youtu.be/jhX-2wYCjxI

Your art is amazing and I love your AU, OP

self-indulgent AU where Flug and BH are on casual terms. Not even a ship at this point I just want Flug to get a promotion

I think there was a fanfic with this premise at some point but idk

To see into the soul of another, you must first see into your own.

Myself, Sighlas-Rhodes

Y’know it's kinda screwed up that I had to rely on books to give me comfort growing up and that translated in perfectionism and writing obsessively because I'll now never be satisfied with my reality because I'm always chasing the feelings I've gotten from certain kinds of media despite knowing that I'll never feel that way again. BUT ANYWAY, C’EST LA VIE, GO BE HUMANS, GO HAVE FUN :)

Destiel

Coffee_Sigh.Rho. · Playlist · 54 songs

Here, have a Destiel playlist I made. Enjoy, mfs. THE ART IN THE COVER IS NOT MINE!!!! I FOUND IT ON PINTEREST, IF YOU KNOW THE ARTIST THAT’S GREAT CUZ I DON’T AND DO NOT INTEND TO STEAL THEIR ART. Thank ya.

Introductory to books

Tacita corvus

Two boys, danger lurking on the alleyways, a mysterious sickness that continues to spread, and a shit ton of trauma. Cole, my main character, is mute as a result of his trauma, and is befriended by Sigmund Vasily, a boy who simply cannot shut up. Cole is on the run from the blashemi unum, but can he solve the mystery of the illness before he is caught, before his loved ones perish?

Cold Coffee

Two university students, six letters, one cold-case, and time that is running out.Vincent and Christopher have been bestfriends since highschool, and are now roommates who plan on becoming forensic psychologists (Vince) and forensic photographers (Chris)During a nostalgic trip, they uncover a cold case and are promised possitions in their chosen fileds if they are capable enough to solve it; but when the supposed dead murderer begins another line of crime, it’s a race against the clock before they too become victims.

Chaos

Chaos is wearing mismatched socks with holes in them, shuffling through drawers for that one ring you could have sworn you saw there just the morning before, and leaving the house only to remember you forgot to put on shoes.

Re-blogging for the vine.

The fridge.

Have y’all ever had that violent hunger that hits at like 3:14 am and you just have to stare into the empty low-lit abyss of your fridge, praying that somehow, some God somewhere may bless you with the meal you do not trully deserve, just to calm the angry growling of your impatient stomach? Just me? Aight.