a man takes his sadness down to the river and throws it in the river but then he's still left with the river. A man takes his sadness and throws it away but then he's still left with his hands.
❦ multi-verse & multi-ship ❦ will do one-liners, paras & novella style ❦ primarily uses icons / gif icons ❦ mun is of age & trigger-free ( triggering material and nsfw will be tagged ) ❦ au’s are more than welcome ❦ about 6 years of rp experience ❦ generally very friendly ❦previously schonenherbst
{ Autumn Belle }
❦ talks to too many strangers to be considered smart ❦ likes books, cuddling, movies, parties and drugs ❦ ask her about anything except her parents
a void in my chest was beginning to fill with anger. quiet, defeated anger that guaranteed me the right to my hurt, that believed no one could possibly understand that hurt.
{❦} This is her favorite part about being awake in the mornings.
“She said I don’t know if I’ve ever been good enough I’m a little bit rusty, and I think my head is caving in And I don’t know if I’ve ever been really loved By a hand that’s touched me, well I feel like something’s Gonna give and I’m a little bit angry—“
She’s cooking breakfast in her little boyshorts and a crop top, oblivious to anything besides the food in front of her and the song playing from the iPod dock to her left. There’s a pause in her singing as she reaches up towards the cabinet, pulling out the salt shaker and adding some to the eggs, wriggling her hips along with the motion.
”—I wanna take you for granted, Well I will, well I will."
if sam had to choose, he’d be a morning person. unfortunately, things rarely work out in his favor, and so he often ends up staying awake into the wee hours of the morning or just being too damn exhausted to get up any earlier than ten am. still, the days he is able to rise early, to get a coffee while it’s still hot or read a newspaper fresh off the press, he finds he likes the way the sun’s early beams slot through his sleazy motel-room blinds and cast geometric patterns across the carpet.
today seems to be one of those days.
the sun is bright, smiling at him from across the room. he blinks, chasing away the last vestiges of sleep from his eyes as music rings in his ears. must’ve been what woke him up.
he rises from the bed, taking a moment to stretch his arms over his head, and pads over to where autumn is dancing.
[ the one thing that always plagued dean was nightmares—nightmares of sam dead, lifeless, leaving dean by himself, and the finality of it is really what scares him the most. he knows he wouldn’t be able to face the world without the other. so when the latest nightmare stirs him up from sleep at three am, he does the practical thing; instead of screaming, he just curls closer to his sibling’s back, nose trailing along the back of sam’s neck, exhaling softly. ]
[ there’s something reassuring about waking up in his brother’s arms. it should feel strange, or even wrong, but instead it just feels like h o m e . he nuzzles back into dean’s arms, mind foggy with the early stages of wakefulness, and suppresses a shiver as his brother’s warm breath tickles across the sensitive skin at the nape of his neck. ]
[ ✞ ] ❝i asked a woman where the nearest rest stop was and she screamed and touched me with the device— and then she ran away.❞
his first reaction is overwhelming relief, because while tasering can be extremely painful (trust him, he knows) it hardly ever causes lasting damage. next comes some sort of misplaced humor, because come on, an angel getting tasered?
❝ shit, cas. what’d you do threaten her with your angel blade? ❞
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