about
Kate, Czech Republic
Green eyes, freckles, bisexual, emotionally constipated,
self-loathing, love for rock music, booze, food, muscle cars and pretty boy angels.
Destiel is love.
Cockles is my guilty pleasure


currently
working on:
Hooker!Cas AU Reading:The Nightrunner Series -Traitor's moon

important
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thewinchestercave:

I got nine lives
Cat’s eyes
Usin’ every one of them and runnin’ wild

dustydreamsanddirtyscars:

4x01 "Lazarus Rising"

"And why would an angel rescue me from hell?

6 years, 2.190 days, 52.560 hours, 3.153.600 minutes, 189.216.000 seconds. And the very first one started here.

A frienship. Between a human and an angel. A friendship that lasted through hell, heaven and purgatory. A friendship that was tested and spun thin, but never broken. And it all started here.

A more profound bound. Between two people. Understanding one another without words. Able to read one another with just once glance, with just one touch. And it all started here.

On thursday, September 18th, 2008 in a barn in Pontiac, Illinois.

artsyunderstudy:


All we’ve got left.

Well momecat had very lax guidelines for this picture.  Basically it was just “I dunno draw me porn.”  And so I proceeded to draw this endverse picture.  Which is.  Not porn.  
You’re welcome.  Money well spent, probably.

artsyunderstudy:

All we’ve got left.

Well momecat had very lax guidelines for this picture.  Basically it was just “I dunno draw me porn.”  And so I proceeded to draw this endverse picture.  Which is.  Not porn.  

You’re welcome.  Money well spent, probably.

hiddlestonss:

sam, i know you think you’re gonna try to fix me, but maybe i don’t want to be fixed.

Do ut Des - I give so you may give: A DeanCas Gladiator AU. His words slip out in growls. “You will not do this.” The shadows hide them, but Castiel feels bare underneath the scrutiny of green eyes. Dean asks quietly or gently, Castiel cannot fathom. “Do you mean you’d rather me remain a slave?” “No, I’d rather you remain alive!” Castiel almost snaps; he holds his head in frustration. “Dean, please—do not battle Lucifer, he is ruthless,” “So am I.” “I can give you your freedom, please,” “Castiel,” “I will let you go, I will convince my father—” “Cas.” Dean holds him by the neck and pulls him forward, lips lingering against his eyes. “You are of royalty.” he smiles softly, “You should not beg.” Castiel buries his head against the crook of Dean’s shoulder. “Then don’t make me beg.” he murmurs. Dean cards his fingers against Castiel’s hair, closing his eyes in forceful determination. Do not waver. “I will fight tomorrow.” Dean says, fighting back a swell of pressure against his throat, “And whatever happens—know that you are my greatest measure of freedom.”

Feel Good.

danistiel:

S9 Gag Reel-Fave Bits

danistiel:

S9 Mockumentary-Fave Bits
kayaczek:

last days of summer

kayaczek:

last days of summer

dudewheresmypie:

image

finally x

September 18, 2008

thekansasmoose:

if the Supernatural characters had tumblr (insp)