“You find a cause and you serve it. Give yourself over, and it orders your life”
“Can you say ‘da-da’? Come on, Sammy! Da-da. ’sreal easy! You can do it!”
The baby just giggled, bearing his baby gums where all those teeth were starting to poke through, and those dimples on his cheeks that Dean liked a whole lot because if he could see those, then Sam was smiling, and he didn’t do too much of that. He was a baby. He cried all the time. Sammy didn’t say anything, though, just pushed his lips out and blew through them, blowing hot air onto Dean’s face. He giggled. ”Thass not what I said, Sammy! C’mon! Da-da! You can do it!”
“Pffffffffff!”
“Oh, Sammy. You’re cute but you’re totally useless! C’mon, say, ‘da-da.’ It’s easy!”
“Dean! Would you quiet the hell down?! I’m tryin’ to concentrate here! Jesus fuckin’ Christ…”
Dean’s entire body seized up as he jumped four feet into the air, startled by John’s loud and innocuous voice echoing through the house.
“Y-Y-Yessir!”
It’s quiet for a moment, dead quiet. Dean feels guilty. He can feel the heat of it pooling in his belly and he wants to curl into a ball and cry because he hates it when John curses, but then Sam reaches out and pulls on Dean’s shirt. It doesn’t mean anything, Sam’s just a baby, but Dean pulls him into his arms anyways and cuddles with him, and that’s when Sam says his first word.
“Dee!” Tiny baby hands reach out and push Dean’s cheeks together, and then Sam laughs. ”Dee! Dee!”
And Dean can’t stay sad for long, so he smiles back, wrapping his hands around Sam’s and pulling them away from his face. ”You’re supposed to say ‘dada.’ Do you listen to anything anyone says, Sammy?”
“Dee.”
“Sammy.”
“Dee!”
“Sammy!”
“Dee.” Sam falls forward into Dean’s arms, tucking his head into the crook of Dean’s shoulder. He falls asleep about two minutes later, and so does Dean, and they stay like that for a while, cuddled and tangled in each other asleep because John doesn’t have the heart to wake them.
junes-discotheque replied to your post: junes-discotheque replied to your post:…
BUT BUT BUT— *looks at all her tabs of porn* *cries*
Times are tough in the zombie apocalypse, my dear.
Destiel AU: In which Castiel is Dean’s submissive partner, in all aspects of their life and they both prefer it that way.
“Did I say you could make eye contact? Answer, pet.”
“No, master. I’m sorry.”
“Good. That’s right…you don’t do anything without my say so. I own you…every single cell is mine.”
FUCK. YES.
Me and my boyfriend have been seeing each other for about a year now and I recently found out I’m pregnant..
It was the scariest thing of my life.. I was paralyzed with fear. I wish I had the means to keep the baby but I just don’t.. We aren’t ready to be parents and adoption would mean my abusive dad finding out. I fear for both my life and my boyfriends if this were to happen.
So we decided together the only option is to abort the pregnancy. I’m so scared and lost. I have cried for nights about this, don’t think I’m heartless.
Please understand, and help me. The link is on my tumblr. I just don’t have the money.. The abortion will be $500.. There is no funding in my state thanks to Scott walker.
Donate $1 and help me out, I will forever be in gratitude. I love you all.
i dont care what your fucking views are on abortion, if you are going to shame this girl i hope you burn to a nice, even crisp in hell.
donate a dollar or at least send her some nice support. she only has $10 so far.
SIGNAL BOOST
Signal boost, guys. Can anyone help her out?
BOOST
Signal boost for a fellow Wisconsinite!
junes-discotheque replied to your post: junes-discotheque replied to your post: Ewww….
so status quo then. Sigh. I was hoping impending apocalypse would actually lead to me getting laid. OH OH BUT WHAT IF MY HAND TURNS INTO A ZOMBIE?
WELL THEN YOU SHOULD JUST NOT THINK ANY SEXY THOUGHTS EVER. NO SEX FOR YOU MY DEAR. CUDDLE UP WITH A GOOD BOOK INSTEAD
junes-discotheque replied to your post: Ewww. That’s gross.
scissoring would probably be safe as long as you don’t get your throat torn out in the middle of it.
pretty much. Although, all around, sex with a zombie just sounds like a bad idea. Better to be abstinent, I think. Your hand is your best friend.
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junes-discotheque replied to your post: if you are a lesbian trying to hook up with random…
*SPITS* oh my god. and switching positions wouldn’t be much better ew zombie pussy
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